Well I have had no time due to volleyball, but I'm going to make it up to all of you. I have finished this story and I'm posting the last chapters today. Enjoy and please read and review. Look for the sequel call, "Eternal Light" and look out for the prequel called, "Eternal Devotion" The prequel was created since a fairly large amount of people liked Shadedulath and the Shadows of Katsumoto and so it will be about the organization before coming to the realm.
Chapter 14: ReestablishingA month had passed since the day when so many died, the new Chronicler was appointed, and the fall of Marthaeter, now referred to as the Battle of Liberation. The Shadows of Katsumoto had remained in the realm mostly to continue their job as guardians of the realm since the dragon's numbers had dropped to only Spyro and Cynder. The dragons had guarded that realm for thousands of years, but now a new race must protect it as the dragons move to their ancient homeland, which was the land of the Shadow Vale before it was corrupted by evil.
Thanks to the Chronicler the land was restored to its past beauty allowing Spyro and Cynder to live in this realm. The fortress that once belonged to Marthaeter was now in the hands of the two dragons. They allowed the Chronicler's warriors and spirits to guard the fortress city.
Cynder had recovered about a week after the Battle of Liberation and was surprised to see Spyro as the next Chronicler. When Spyro explained what happened she replied, "I'm glad that I have my purple dragon back. You know you're a lot more special now." Spyro had to agree with that and first official business he conducted was writing the events of the Battle of Liberation. It was an extremely difficult task, but he managed to get through it with the help of his mate Cynder.
Spyro and Cynder had decided to visit the Temple since they had promised each other they would in honor of the fallen Guardians. So they took off that day and flew to the portal that led to the realm. Once back in the realm, they flew south towards their old home. It wasn't for a few hours before the ruined Temple came into view. It was a good thirty minutes before they arrived at the Temple. They landed and explored their previous home.
Nature had begun the process of retaking the land, but the Temple still held a feeling of great mystical power. The great supports and most of the walls looked as if they could continue to hold the Temple up for several more decades without any repairs.
Spyro and Cynder stopped as they found the four great statues of Ignitus, Volteer, Cyril, and Terrador; the four dragons that raised them and acted as parents to them. They still couldn't believe that they were gone.
"At least they would be proud of us," Spyro said comfortingly, "We're still alive, we've taken out Marthaeter, and we will be rebuilding our race."
"I just wish they didn't have to die," Cynder replied.
"I know, I wished they had lived to see these days, free of darkness and fear," Spyro said, "At least we can try to have that normal life now right?"
Cynder gave him a look that said that he must be kidding, "Spyro you are the savior of the realm and the new Chronicler. I highly doubt our life will be 'normal' but I'm willing to have a life with you."
He smiled and kissed her, "Thanks love."
"Oh anytime," Cynder replied.
They continued searching until they found themselves, standing on the balcony. It was getting late and there wasn't enough time for the two dragons to return to the portal before dark so they concluded that they could stay for a night.
They sat on the balcony to watch the sunset. The sun caused the clouds to change to a beautiful orange, yellow, and red colors, almost as if the sky itself was on fire. Cynder rest her head against Spyro neck and sighed happily as the sight took her breath away. Their tail entwined and Spyro licked her on the forehead.
Cynder looked at Spyro with a smirk and asked, "Is that the best you got?"
Spyro smiled locked lips with her as he draped his wings over them. After a minute they broke and looked at one another with smiles.
"I love you Spyro," Cynder said, "So much I have no idea what I would do if you were gone."
"Me too," Spyro agreed, "Luckily you'll never have to worry about that ever again. I'm never going to betray your trust and love ever again."
"I know you won't," Cynder replied, "Now I would like another one of those kisses that you just gave me since you are so good at it."
Spyro laughed, "As you wish."
He pulled her close and they shared another kiss as the sun set below the horizon.
The sun rose the next morning and woke the two dragons that were asleep on the balcony. Cynder stirred first and stood up looking at the sun, it was beautiful. She turned back to look at her love.
His white scales reflected the light along with his metallic gold horns and chest scales. She wrapped her tail around his, which caused him to wake and sit up. His purple eyes drew her attention and held them there. He smiled and she smiled in return.
"Hey," Spyro said.
"Hey," Cynder returned, "How are you feeling?"
"Tired but good," Spyro answered.
Cynder padded over behind him and wrapped her forelegs around him and allowed him to lie against her, "Rest then. I'll be here if you need me."
"Thanks Cynder," Spyro replied as he closed his eyes falling back asleep. She looked down on him and noticed how peaceful he looked, not like the last few months when Malefor or Marthaeter were tormenting his dreams. She hoped he would never have such things happen to him again. Too many times had she nearly lost him, either to darkness or death.
The scar that ran along the left side of his face that showed the struggles of his past were nothing more than a memory now. The scar made him look fierce, which Cynder didn't like since it wasn't him. Now the scar was more of a mark that reminded her that the evil her love worked so hard to defeat would never return.
She could hardly believe that they finally have the chance to live a normal life to some point, but this life would be what they dreamed of as normal. No more wars or battles, just the two of them and their love for each other. Of course with Spyro being the new Chronicler that did make it extremely difficult to say that life would be 'normal'. It would be interesting to see Spyro working in the line of history and books. She found it funny since Spyro never picked up a book when he was back at the Temple.
"Life throws those twists and turns in every once and a while," she thought.
She stroked the back of his head thinking about the life that they both had dreamed of. Finally that dream was going to become true. Cynder had always wanted to be loved, to have a family, to have a purpose.
She couldn't help but remember the hurtful things that Spyro had said when he was under Marthaeter's control.
"You have no purpose in the realms."
She shook the thoughts from mind. She did have a purpose, to love and be with Spyro. To rebuild the dragon race with him, to start a family purely out of love, that was her purpose. Not to do these things out of being forced to, but just out of the love they shared for one another. Everything she ever dreamed of Spyro has shown that he would do for her.
"Thank you for saving me so long ago," she whispered giving him a kiss on the forehead, "Thank you for tracking me down and protecting at the Well of Souls, and saving me from Malefor. Thank you for coming back and loving me like you promised you would."
A chuckle escaped from Spyro who smiled and said, "Thank you for coming after me all those times even when I threatened you with death." He opened his eyes at looked up into her sapphire eyes saying, "Thank you for not giving up on me."
"You're welcome," Cynder said as she lowered her lips to his.
"Is it morning all ready?" Spyro asked.
"It is my dear," Cynder answered.
"We missed the sunrise," Spyro groaned, "I hate it when I over sleep."
"Let me tell you that I was more focused on you than the sunrise," Cynder commented, "You looked very magnificent in the light, especially with the gold horns and scales you have."
"Why thank you," Spyro replied, "Did you know you look extremely beautiful in the moonlight."
"Really?" Cynder asked not surprised by his statement.
"Oh yes," Spyro answered, "Last night was a prime example."
"That's sweet," Cynder replied, "Are you ready to go back home?"
"Yeah," Spyro said looking at the Temple's ruins.
The flight home was a quiet one. Both dragons were deep in thought remembering their old homes and the Guardians who protected it. They arrived at the portal to their new homeland and passed through the threshold.
They appeared in the realm of their ancestors, full of life. The once land of darkness had been reclaimed by its rightful inhabitants. They took off again and flew back to their home, the ancient dragon fortress city of Dragoth, the home of the dragons over four and a half thousand years ago.
"No place like home, right?" Cynder asked as they landed in the courtyard of the fortress.
"Yeah," Spyro said with a smile.
"Well I know you have more work to do so I'll let you go," Cynder said, "See you around dinner?"
Spyro wrapped his tail around hers and replied, "My work can wait. I would much rather spend my day with you."
"Aw," Cynder answered, "I would to."
She kissed him and they walked around the gardens of the fortress.
