I do not own Spyro or any copyrighted characters, I do own my OCs though. Sorry for the slow update, and I was dealing with a serious case of writer's block. Don't really have much else to say… On with the Chapter!

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Chapter 5: Surprises in the Temple

Blane followed Terrador, Spyro, and Cynder through the temple, trying to take everything in. He looked around the hall as he followed them and noticed the shadow darting from one place to another. He shrugged it off as his imagination and kept walking.

When they stopped, they were standing in front of a large bedroom that could easily fit 3 fully grown dragons comfortably.

"Here is where you may retire, Spyro and Cynder." Terrador said. The two of them walked over to the bed and fell onto it, acting like they were asleep but Blane knew better. Terrador, however, didn't seem to notice.

Terrador then proceeded to lead Blane to another room that was slightly smaller.

"Good night, young one. Tomorrow we will discover your element." Terrador said before walking away. Blane went over to the bed and fell onto it.

Just as he was falling asleep, he heard the door to his room close. He opened one of his eyes and saw a light-blue dragoness walking towards him.

"Hello," Blane said casually, "who are you?"

"My name is Talea," the dragoness said, "and I want you."

Blane saw the hungry look in her eyes and was immediately on edge, "Uh, thanks but-"

Suddenly, Talea pounced on top of him and kissed him. Blane was surprised by the fact that she was so forward, and that he liked that she was kissing him despite the fact that he'd just met her. Then something clicked in Blane's head and pulled away.

"You were following me, weren't you?" He asked, looking into her amber-colored eyes. She answered his question with a smile.

"So, do you actually like me or is this your hormones?" Blane asked, his eyes narrowing.

"A little of both actually," She admitted, her eyes full of mischief. Blane knew what was coming and he knew that he wouldn't be able to contain himself if he did.

"I don't think this is a good idea." Blane warned.

"Are you afraid?" She teased.

"No, it's just…" Blane trailed off and looked away. Talea used her tail to bring his head back to her.

"Then what is it?" She asked.

"It's just that this is going way too fast for me, I mean we just met." Blane said.

"Oh," She said, "I guess I let my hormones get the better of me. I'll just go."

Her head and wings drooped and Blane immediately felt guilty. As she began to get off him, Blane wrapped his wings around her. She looked at him in surprise.

"I didn't say I wanted you to leave," Blane said before he could stop himself, "I just don't want to get intimate right now."

Blane brought his lips to hers, causing her eyes to widen in surprise before drooping as she was absorbed into the moment. Soon she broke the contact and looked at him for a moment before sliding off of him and laying down next to him. Blane kept his wings wrapped around her before falling asleep, she followed soon after.

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Meanwhile, at the Pool of Visions, Terrador stood there trying to stay awake as he hoped to see something in the water.

Cyril walked in and saw him and said, "Terrador, what are you doing up so late?"

"Searching for Ignitus," He answered sleepily.

"You know you don't have the power of Sight," Cyril said, walking up beside him, "and besides, seeing as Spyro and Cynder came back alone, not counting the young dragon they came here with, we can only assume he perished."

"I know, it's just I feel he hasn't joined the ancestors yet, that he's still around." Terrador said. A chuckle emanated from somewhere in the room. "Was that you Cyril?" Terrador asked.

"No, I thought it was you." Cyril said.

"It was I." said a familiar voice that also emanated from somewhere in the room.

"It couldn't be…" Cyril said, looking around.

"Ignitus?" Terrador said aloud. There was a flash of light and Terrador and Cyril had to use their wings to block it so they wouldn't be blinded. When they lowered their wings, a greenish-blue dragon with a light blue underbelly, a blue crystal around his neck, bags of scrolls across his back, and a familiar smile across his face stood on the other side of the Pool.

"Hello, my friends." The dragon said in the familiar voice.

"Ignitus, you're the Chronicler?" Terrador asked in surprise.

"As of about three days ago, yes." Ignitus answered.

"Why, that was when Spyro and Cynder restored the world!" Cyril explained, just as Volteer walked in.

"What's all this ruckus, commotion-?" Volteer cut off when he saw Ignitus standing there, "Ignitus! This is wonderful, exciting, stupendous-!"

"Yes, yes, Volteer," Ignitus interrupted, "but we haven't the time for small talk. Go awake the young ones; I must speak with them, including the young dragon that arrived with Spyro and Cynder."

"I'll get them." Terrador said before walking out of the room. He walked down the hall until he arrived at the door to Spyro and Cynder's room. He knocked on the door and there was a rustling behind it before Spyro opened it.

"Yes, Terrador?" Spyro asked, sounding slightly annoyed.

Terrador ignored his tone and said, "There is someone here that wishes to speak with all of you. Quickly we must get Blane as well!"

Spyro rushed out followed closely by Cynder. There was a strange smell about them but Terrador pushed it out of his mind for the moment. They stopped at Blane's room and Terrador knocked, but a light-blue dragoness answered the door.

"Yes?" She asked sleepily.

Terrador pushed away his surprise and said, "Blane is needed at the Pool of Visions."

"I'll go get him." She said, turning back into the room. A few moments later she came back nudging Blane out of the door. He was protesting, but when he saw Terrador he stopped. The group walked into the room that held the Pool of Visions where Cyril, Volteer, and Ignitus were waiting.

Blane recognized Ignitus and asked, "Is there something wrong, Chronicler?"

"Yes, there is, Blane," Ignitus said and Spyro and Cynder immediately recognized the voice.

"Ignitus?" Spyro said and Ignitus smiled.

"Hello, young dragon. It is good to see you again." Ignitus said. Spyro leapt at Ignitus and almost knocked the both of them over.

"I thought I'd lost you, Ignitus." Spyro said, tears forming under his eyes.

"I thought you had, too," Ignitus said, "but the Chronicler had other ideas."

"Ignitus, I know you didn't just come here for a reunion." Terrador said, watching his old friend carefully. Ignitus slowly released himself from Spyro and looked at everyone who had gathered until his gaze settled on Blane. Everyone turned to see he was looking at Blane and Blane was immediately uncomfortable.

"You're right, my friend," Ignitus said, turning to look at Terrador, "I've come because Ragnarok is breaking free."

"Ragnarok?! But that's impossible! He was just a myth!" Cyril exclaimed in surprise.

"I'm afraid not, Cyril, and we don't have much time before he is freed and brings back his army. And his generals."

"Who's Ragnarok?" Blane, Spyro, Cynder, and Talea asked simultaneously.

"Ragnarok was a dragon as black as night. He led a great army, consisting of every creature imaginable. His powers, however, corrupted him and he and his army attempted the impossible: they tried to break into, and take control of, another realm. He was stopped by a dragon of light and…Malefor." Ignitus said, causing everyone to gasp in surprise.

"Malefor helped save the world?" Cynder gasped in surprise.

"I know it's hard to believe, but yes. Malefor and the dragon of light stopped Ragnarok and sealed him away, but not before Malefor was tainted by Ragnarok's dark powers. Malefor became evil because of this and he tried to kill the dragon of light. The dragon of light sealed him away in Convexity, but the dragon was wounded. He traveled to another realm himself and was never seen again. But I found his descendant and brought him here." Ignitus said, turning back to face Blane again.

"M-me? Is this why you brought me here? To face some evil dragon that killed my ancestor?" Blane asked.

"It's your destiny," Ignitus said, "but do not fret, you will not face him alone. You have the friends you made and the others you will make, young one."

"Yeah, we have your back, Blane." Spyro said, with a nod.

"We'll be right behind you." Cynder added.

"And you won't have to face him alone." Talea said, walking up next to him, a warm smile across her face.

"Spyro, Cynder, Blane, and Talea," Ignitus said, getting their attention, "you must all come to the White Isle. I must train you all if you are to take on Ragnarok."

Just then, a pitch-black dragon stumbled into the room and said, "Help…me…," before slipping into unconsciousness.

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So, this chapter turned out better than I thought it would, but I still need your input about it! You all learned who the dragoness watching Blane from the bushes was and the pitch-black dragon caught up to the group. Who is he? Why does he need their help? Will I get the next chapter up soon? You will be the first to know if you keep watch!

~Dual Minded Wolf