I didn't put this in the last few chapters, but I don't own Spyro or any of the copyrighted characters I use. I do own my OCs though. Yeah, I said in the first chapter that I would flame you if you flamed me, I take it back but still try not to flame me. So, in the last chapter Blane learned that he was to help Spyro and Cynder stop a great evil and was sent to their realm but crashed into the ground and fell unconscious. Read to find out more!

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Chapter 3: Convincing

When Blane came to, he heard a fire crackling and the two voices from earlier arguing in hushed voices.

"…not possible! He fell almost 400 feet into the earth, and there isn't a scratch on him! He can't be normal." The female voice said.

"We're not normal either," the male voice pointed out, "besides, why are you so worried about him being here."

"Because with him here, there won't be any alone time for us." The female voice said. Blane tried to move, but only succeeded in causing his muscles to scream in protest and a groan escaped from his mouth. He blinked open his eyes and, when his eyes adjusted, saw a fire separating him from a purple dragon and a black dragoness.

"You're awake." The purple one noted.

"Yeah," Blane said, his voice ragged. He struggled into a sitting position and didn't notice that he was sitting in a way other than normal for him. He did notice the dark look the black dragoness had on her face.

"Are you Spyro and Cynder, by any chance?" Blane asked.

"Our reputation precedes us, you know our names but we don't know yours." The purple one, Spyro, asked.

"I'm Blane." He said.

"Well, Blane, care to explain why you fell from the sky?" The black one, Cynder, asked icily. Spyro gave her a cold look, but she ignored him.

"I have no idea, but thanks for the help." Blane said.

"No problem, but what kind of dragon are you?" Spyro asked with a curious look, "If you don't mind my asking."

"It's alright, and, to tell you the truth, I have no idea." Blane said. He took a quick glance at his hands and saw that they weren't hands anymore, they were paws like a dragon's and covered him grayish-silver scales. Now he noticed the way he was sitting and knew why he'd sat like this.

"Are you alright to travel?" Cynder asked, not sounding uncaring.

"I guess," Blane said, stretching his limbs, his wings included, and heard his bones pop, "where are we going?"

Spyro and Cynder looked at each other before Spyro said, "Today, nowhere, but tomorrow we leave for Warfang."

"You were looking for us, weren't you?" Cynder said suddenly. Spyro and Blane were taken aback, but Blane recovered quickly.

"You could say that… Some dragon who called himself the Chronicler sent me to find you two and tell you to come to some place called the White Isle." Blane said.

"The Chronicler is summoning us?" Spyro asked in confusion. Blane answered with a nod.

"How do we know you're not leading us into a trap?" Cynder asked, her eyes narrowing.

"I guess you're just going to have to trust me." Blane said, a friendly smile stretching across his face.

"Could you excuse us for a moment?" Spyro asked.

"Of course," Blane said. Spyro and Cynder got up and walked to a place out of Blane's earshot.

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"What's wrong with you Cynder?" Spyro asked seriously, focusing on her face.

"There's something about him, I don't know what, but he's he doesn't seem right." Cynder said, looking away.

"We need to give him a chance, Cyn." Spyro said.

"Alright," Cynder said, looking back at Spyro, "but we still need to go to Warfang. The Guardians need to be told of Ignitus's fate."

"Oh…right." Spyro said, turning away. A tear formed and dropped from his face to the ground.

"Spyro," Cynder said, using the flat of her tail blade to turn his head back to her, "Ignitus gave his life because he wanted you to live yours. He did what he believed was right."

"Yeah, but he wouldn't have had to sacrifice himself if I hadn't released Malefor." Spyro said bitterly.

"Spyro, it wasn't your fault. Malefor used you, he used both of us." Cynder said.

"Cynder, were under his control, I went to the Mountain of Malefor of my own free will." Spyro said.

"Yes, but you came to save me. He tricked you into freeing him." Cynder pointed out.

"And then I froze us for three years in which Malefor nearly took over the world." Spyro said.

"The Mountain was collapsing, freezing us was the only thing you could've done," Cynder argued, "and then you defeated Malefor."

"Cynder face it, I only won because of luck and your help. I'm no hero." Spyro said, pulling away.

"Spyro," She said, using her tail blade to turn his head back to her again, "you are a hero. You saved me and saved the world, but that's not why you're a hero. You're a hero to others because you gave them hope when there was little to hope for, and you're my hero because you gave me my freedom and saw the good in me when no one else did."

"Cynder, I-" Spyro started.

"Spyro, stop talking." Cynder interrupted him. She leaned forward and brought their lips together. Spyro was startled at first, but allowed himself to be absorbed in the moment.

"Cynder I know where this is headed and we can't, at least not now." Spyro said, pulling away.

"Alright, but I will have you if it's the last thing I do." Cynder said with a determined tone.

"And I'm looking forward to it." Spyro said, his spirits lifted and a smile on his face.

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Together they walked back to the clearing where Blane was waiting, their tails entwined and Cynder rubbing her head against Spyro's neck.

"You two were gone for an awfully long while," Blane said with a smirk, "did you make a decision?"

"Yes," Spyro said, "we'll go to the White Isle…after we go to Warfang tomorrow."

"Alright, then." Blane said, and with that they all laid down and fell asleep within moments.

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And so; Spyro, Cynder, and Blane plan to set out to Warfang in the morning. Blane hasn't told Spyro and Cynder who he truly is and yet they trust him, sort of. Will this get them into trouble? Will Blane tell them of the great evil set to return? What will be waiting for them when they get to Warfang? Why am I asking you these questions when I already know the answers? *plays Dragon Ball theme music* Find out in the next amazing chapter of…Forgotten Prophecy!