Note: Spyro the Dragon belongs to Activision. I will try to not use a 'Well, this happened in the game' way of thinking in terms of the 'levels' and parts of the story -the latter being obvious. What that means is I'll only show any fights that held more of a purpose, and the levels also aren't going to be exactly like the game's. I think the swamp's pretty much the same though. As I said before, game-retellings are hard for me. On with the show!

Chapter 2: A Game of Tag.

Seven years had passed since that night...

Cynder, like all of us, accepted the world she was born into,

Believing herself to be a Dragonfly, a big violet one, but one nonetheless,

Growing up alongside her was a young Dragonfly named Sparx, her 'brother',

Truly, one would never find a pair of siblings as unusual as these two,

But still, sister and brother they were...

"Three... Two... One..." Cynder counted, her wings covering her eyes. She then thrust them out of the way. "Ready or not, here I come!" she cried, looking around for awhile before seeing her brother, Sparx. He flew up a hill and she gave chase. The yellow Dragonfly cried out, "Ha! You can't get me over here!" and promptly flew to another hill that was separated from the one Cynder stood on.

Cynder stood over the edge of the hill and looked across the rather big gap ( at least, big in Sparx's point of view). Planting her feet just right, she bent down forward, spread her wings out, and jumped. While in mid-air, she flapped her wings once to gain altitude, and then allowed them to catch the wind and carry her safely across.

Sparx looked a tad surprised, but shrugged it off. "Heh, not bad. But you'll need more then that to keep up with me, Cyndy!" He flew deeper into the swamp and when Cynder caught up to him, he had flown over a pit of twigs and other sharp things with tree roots for a bridge.

Cynder examined the bridge and the rather pointy things under it, then she looked at Sparx. "Oh, what's wrong? Can't fly? Oh, that's right, you walk everywhere!" Sparx cried mockingly, "Y'know, that's terrible. I'm so sorry baby...."

Cynder's left eye twitched in annoyance and she examined the bridge further. She lowered her head, allowing her silver horns to glisten in the faded light, and charged forward while screaming, "Yaaaaahhhhhhh!"

Having safely made it across, Cynder stared at Sparx. "Nice one, big gal! But you still can't keep up with me!" he shouted, flying off. Cynder grunted and ran after him, only to watch him get swallowed by a frogweed. She sat down and listened for any signs of life from him.

"Cynder! Cynder! Get me outta this thing!" Sparx's muffled voice cried from within the frogweed, convincing Cynder he was, in fact, alive and not-so-well. She put on a confused glance and said rather mockingly, "I don't know about that. I mean, frogweed gotta eat, you know..."

"C'mon Cynder, please! My wings are getting moldy!"

"Aww, you're no fun..."

Cynder walked up to the frogweed, which jumped to face her. "Hey you! That's my brother you're holding hostage and I'll thank you to give him back!" she snapped. The frogweed stared at her blankly. "Guess we'll have to do this the hard way..." Cynder sighed. She reared her right wing back and slammed it into the frogweed, cutting it with her wing-claw. She quickly pulled it out and struck the swamp critter with her other wing-claw. Then she swung clock-wise, slicing it open with her tail-blade.

The frogweed moaned and fell to the ground, coughing up Sparx as it did. He careened right into her. "Ugh, now I'm covered in frogweed drool..." he groaned. "Not my problem." Cynder replied rather bluntly.

"Ah, oh well. See ya later slowpoke!"

Cynder laughed slightly. "You're toast when I catch you, you know that right?" she yelled, running after him. When she finally caught up to him, he had flown into the mouth of a cave that literally looked like the mouth of a wolf. Cynder stopped and stared at him through the teeth-like stones. "What are you doing Sparx? Mom and Dad said we shouldn't go in there!" she cried. "Ah c'mon. Don't be such a girlie girl!" Sparx retaliated, flying deeper into the cave.

Cynder stood there for awhile. "I'm not a girlie girl..." she seethed. She jumped into the air and thwacked the stones repeatedly with her tail, ignoring the pain it caused. Finally, the stones gave way and she glided in. She ran through the dark cave hallways and heard a voice call out, "Hey, has anybody seen a big purple thing? I seem to have lost mine!"

"Sparx?" Cynder inquired, running in the direction of the voice. She could see a light not far off, but it didn't belong to Sparx. Cynder remained stationary for awhile and then she could hear Sparx scream, "Hey! Put me down ya big...whatever!" Cynder's eyes widened and she ran down the corridor, "Sparx!" she cried.

When she made it out of the cave, she was greeted by a rather large and furry creature she had never seen before. He had shoved Sparx into a lantern-like cage. 'That's ironic.' Cynder mused. Sparx noticed her and cried, "Cynder, you gotta explain to these guys there's been a horrible misunderstanding!"

Cynder looked away from the rocky cliff the large creature stood on and saw smaller versions of the same thing. "Ahh!" she shrieked. The large creature -who Cynder began to assume was the commander- glared at the winged reptile in front of him and growled to his underlings, "Get her."

Before Cynder could register what was happening, one of the smaller creatures jumped at her and knocked her over. She regained her footing and lowered her horns, ramming right into him, sending him into the wall and dazing herself. She heard something hit the ground beside her and found out it was a stick of dynamite.

'Well, that's just great.'

BOOM!

Cynder was thrown into the wall and so were the creatures. She got back up and gritted her teeth. No more Mr. Nice Guy. She slammed one creature with her wings and he sank into the ground. She growled and jumped at another creature and began bashing him repeatedly as well. He was done and the last creature jumped at her back. She swung around, slicing him with her tail-blade and bashing him with her wings. He was finished as well.

The commander threw a stick of dynamite at Cynder. Unfortunately for him, Cynder saw it and thwacked it with her tail, sending it back to him. Long story short, it exploded in his face. "Yeah! Go Cyndy!" Sparx cheered. The commander jumped down from the cliff, set the cage down, and glared at him, "I've had it with you!" He raised his large sword above Sparx's cage, ready to slice it and it's occupant in half.

Cynder watched this in horror. "NO!" she yelled, feeling rage boil up inside her. Her insides began to feel extremely hot and her throat burned. She let out a scream of fear and anger, and a swirling, fiery torrent shot out of her mouth and covered the commander. He cried out in pain and dropped the sword. The flames died down and he looked at the underlings who had just appeared, "You handle her! I've got to report to Cyrus!" With that said, he jumped upwards and ran.

The underlings looked at Cynder, whose face was plastered with fear and confusion. She saw one jump at her and she quickly side-stepped out of the way. She took a deep breath and meant to sigh, but instead the torrent of flames shot out, consuming the underlings. They ran around screaming, trying desperately to shake off the flames. By the time Cynder stopped to inhale the smoky air, most of the underlings were nearly burned to a crisp.

Deciding there was no way to beat their target, the underlings turned tail and ran. Sparx broke free of his now burnt cage and flew down to Cynder. "Sparx! Are you okay?" Cynder asked, relieved. "No, I'm not okay! You nearly fried me!" Sparx shrieked.

"I'm sorry..."

"Forget it. Let's just get out of here!"

"Agreed."

With that, Cynder and Sparx ran back to the swamp, screaming their heads off as if a zombie just popped out at them on Resident Evil or something.

Note: Well, there's Chapter 2! Love it? Hate it? Not sure? Tell me! I wanna know how I can make this better. As for Cynder's Elements... Yes, they're gonna be Fire, Electricity, Ice, and Earth... I...kinda believe she's really a Purple Dragon ( power-wise, not just colour)... Before anyone flames me, saying she's not a Purple Dragon and making her one takes away from what makes Spyro special, hear me out... She's not as powerful as he is, and probably would die if she tried to bring the planet back together like Spyro did in Dawn of the Dragon, for example... Also, I DO have a reason for why she's a Purple Dragon...but that's not gonna be said until later.