Terrador stood over the pool of visions gazing into its imptiness. Ignitus the guardian of fire had the ability to see visions of the future in this pool but he himself did not possess the unique ability. The earth guardian sighed sadly; he had known Ignitus since they were young males in their prime. When his friend had said he was staying behind with Spyro and Cynder, he had the strangest feeling it was probably going to be the last time he would ever see the fire guardian. Now fearing the worst since all three dragons that went to the belt of fire had not been seen since then. It had been a week since Sparx went back home to see if he had gone home instead of coming here, and the fact that Sparx hadn't come back just made it worse for the militant guardian.
Terrador's shoulders rose then fell heavily with a rumbling sigh, shortly afterwards he rose from his spot to leave the room.
"Why are you so glum old friend?" Terrador stopped in his tracks as he heard the familiar voice.
"Ignitus?" It sounded like the voice came from right behind him. He turned to face him but when he did nobody was there, Terrador almost wondered if he had just imagined the voice in his head from the stress of three missing dragons assumed dead.
"I can assure you both young dragons are alive and enjoying each others company."
Terrador made his way back to the pool cautiously as it seemed the voice originated from there.
"It's been some time Terrador." Ignitus answered somwhat sadly as his image appeared in the pool.
"Ignitus? Is that you? What happened to you? And why do you look bluer?" Terrador asked seeing his scales were now bluish-green.
"There will be time for that later my friend. Quickly! Gather the other guardians! We have much to discuss." Too dumbstruck to deny the pools order he had the mole outside the door summon Volteer and Cyril, telling him to tell them it was an emergency. A short wait later the two guardians rushed in.
"What is it Terrador is the city under attack!" Cyril asked Terrador, scanning the room for any possible trouble.
"No, far from it, it's Ignitus." Terrador said not taking his eyes off the pool.
"Ignitus? Where is he?" Volteer asked looking around the room for him, though not finding a trace of him anywhere other than the pool he stared into at times.
"You could look for the rest of the day and still not find me Volteer." Ignitus' voice came again, though he sounded amused. When the two new guardians heard his voice they looked to where Terrador was staring and saw Ignitus or someone who looked and sounded like him. The questions were written on all of their faces as Ignitus looked at them all.
"I know you all have many questions for me but time is of the essence." This snapped them out of their staring contest with the pool and they all leaned back from the surface.
Ignitus already knowing it himself knew his friends would most likely not accept it for what it was so started off with the question they all wanted to know.
"First let me say that both Spyro and Cynder are alive and well; they are sleeping now and will return to you soon." This got simultaneous sighs of relief that their two heroes' were alive, and they would return home soon, though Terrador noticed his choice of words.
'Both Spyro and Cynder...Why didn't he include himself in that statement?' Terrador thought to himself.
"Ignitus, why did you not include yourself in that statement, you are with them...aren't you?" This got looks of realization from Cyril and Volteer as they too looked back to the pool, though all they got was silence and a sad smile from Ignitus. This had them all realize that Ignitus was no longer with them and he had moved on. "What happened?" Was Volteer's simply gloomy question. After indulging them about what happened at the belt of fire when he 'left' and what happened after Spyro pulled the world back together with his influence, he told them the old chronicler past his duties to him.
"So let me get this straight then, Ignitus you're The Chronicler now." Cyril asked wondering if he was dreaming as the news of Ignitus being dead was hard to handle, he was just barely keeping tears from falling from his eyes.
"I know it's hard to accept, but yes I died and am now the new Chronicler." Ignitus replied. "But this is why I asked you all here, because I'm dead, the position for the guardian of fire is now open." Ignitus stated to them which they failed to realize since the news of his death hit them hard.
"Yes it is open now, but who can we get to fill it? There aren't any dragons other than Spyro who can use the fire element." Volteer said though it wasn't with his usual enthusiasm. It seemed true too; any dragons that were still alive couldn't use the elements and in particular the need for a fire dragon, this is where Ignitus had put a smile on his face.
"I thought so too until I looked into a few books around the time when Cynder's egg was taken and she was made into the Dark Masters servant," Ignitus paused here as just his title sent shivers up their spines. "It would seem when Cynder started conquering different realms some stayed and fought her and her army, while the rest fled and hid, waiting for the end of the fighting." Ignitus didn't have to say anymore as he saw new life come into their faces.
"So you're saying there are groups of dragons out there then?" Terrador questioned.
"Not just groups, but entire colonies of dragons, I had the chance to look thru the books at my disposal, and it seems we have candidates out there, though I can't say where they are for sure, you will have to look for them the hard way." Ignitus replied a little down he could not help more.
"Don't sound so depressed with what you just informed us, we have Spyro and others to choose from." Volteer sounded off more upbeat than his last words spoken. What Ignitus didn't or perhaps couldn't tell them, the trouble it would be training them for the position, they still had more questions that had to be answered but he was out of time.
"I'm sorry my friends but we're out of time it would seem." This got them all to panic and try to ask more questions hoping to receive answers.
"I'm afraid I can't answer more than I already have though I'll say this," They all got silent to hear what he would say.
"The one you choose will handle the position just fine." Ignitus finished even as he faded under the waves of the pool leaving behind three friends that continued to stare hoping he would come back. After they were sure he had left them they all pulled back and shared a silence taht let them all think about what was told to hem by the former guardian of fire.
"Well at least we know that there are other dragons out there, and somewhere, there is someone capable of handling the responsibility of guardianship." Cyril stated breaking the silence.
"Let's not forget that both Spyro and Cynder are alive and well." Volteer stated getting positively charge with enthusiasm again. Terrador nodded to all of this as he thought about the conversation he had with Ignitus.
"Yes, the only question is what the quickest way to find them is?" Terrador stated the issue that needed their attention, though Warfang was almost completely rebuilt their forces were still stretched too thin to send out scouts. Before Cyril or Volteer could respond another voice was heard. "I believe I can help with that." They all turned to see Hunter standing by the door with a falson on his shoulder.
"How long have you been listening in?" Terrador asked not noticing the cheetah until he made himself known.
"Since Cyril and Volteer charged here, they almost tramped over me to get here. I thought there was trouble so I followed them until I knew the situation, then I sent a falcon back to Avalar letting them know of the situation and the need for more falcons then the two with me." At the gesture to the remaining bird, aforementioned bird squawked and flapped its wings showing it was ready to start looking for any signs of colonies.
So this is what they discussed till the sun went down and when it was all said and done they all went to sleep, sad Ignitus was no longer with them, but happy that at least Spyro and Cynder were still alive.

Spyro walked through the halls of the white isles temple, as he turned a couple of corners; it was quiet except for his breathing and his claws clicking on the floor.
'Why am I here?' He thought to himself. "The white isle is supposed to be where..." He trailed off as the memories came back to him. "The Chronicler!" He gasped in surprise and took off running. He dashed down the last two corners and jumped over the step in the ground and went to the chronicler's door seeing as he didn't have to do the test of his four elements. He skidded to a halt as he entered adn searched frantically for the old dragon.
"Chronicler! Are you here? Chronicler!" Spyro called looking around the immediate area.
"Calm yourself, young dragon." A soothing voice came from the shadows. "The Chronicler you knew passed his duties onto me." Spyro squinted into the darkness; the voice sounded all too familiar. "Who...who are you?"
The dragon stepped out of the shadows and smiled warmly at Spyro.
Spyro's eyes widened in shock and his jaw fell open. He almost couldn't believe what he was seeing.
"Ig...Ignitus!" He managed to squeak.
"Yes Spyro, I am glad to see you are well. You had me worried when the last chronicler said he couldn't find you."
"I'm so glad to see you Ignitus!" Spyro cried and flung his paws around the former fire guardian's massive leg. The purple dragon had tears of joy streaming down his cheeks.
"I thought I'd lost you forever." He looked up at his mentor, he now carried the crystal pendant the previous chronicler had around his neck and the bags of scrolls hung from his sides.
"Young dragon, know that I will always be with you and Cynder, no matter where I am."
Ignitus nuzzled Spyro to help calm him down.
"But Ignitus, I don't understand. I have so much I want to tell you, and just as much I want to ask you."
"I know you do." Ignitus whispered softly and continued to nuzzle the youngster. "But there are more important things that will need you attention soon."
Spyro cocked his head to the side curious as to what he meant. "What could possibly be more important than you Ignitus? The Dark Master is gone and the world is safe from his evil."
"That is true. And I am very proud of you and Cynder for relying on each other through such a hard moment in your lives. What I speak of is not the Dark Master but of the guardians."
"What's wrong? Are they okay?"
"They are just fine Spyro." Ignitus assured him. He looked up as if something grabbed his attention. "It looks like our time together is drawing to a close. There isn't a need for you to go just yet, so enjoy yourselves a little longer then head to Warfang, speak to Terrador and the others."
"Wait Ignitus! Don't go yet!" Spyro cried even as the room in which he stood was slipping away.
"I will always be here for you Spyro." Ignitus called from a distance. "Whenever you need guidance I will be there for you."

"Spyro."
The purple dragon groaned in his sleep mumbling Ignitus' name.
"Spyro wake up." The voice said again more urgently though.
Spyro opened his eyes only to see blurred figures.
"Spyro are you okay?" Cynder asked with a worried look in her eyes, the purple dragon sat up and stretched and looked around; both his parents and Sparx were watching the scene play out. Nina and Flash had looks of worry etched onto their faces, while Sparx looked as if he knoews what his best friend was feeling.
Spyro looked back to Cynder and gave her a half-smile. "I'm fine Cynder."
"Are you sure? You were talking in your sleep, and it sounded like you were talking to Ignitus."
"Yeah I was." Spyro sniffled as tears fell from his eyes, what everyone but Cynder thought were tears of sadness was actually tears of joy trailing down his cheeks. "He's alive Cynder." The black dragoness gasped in shock and her eyes grew wide. She knew first hand how hard it was for Spyro when he lost the one dragon who knew him more than the others put together. "Ignitus is the new Chronicler now." Spyro stated.
"Oh Spyro!" Spyro pulled her into a hug with his wings as they cried together at the news of the deceased guardian; the dragonflies watched as the two dragons wept on each other for a couple minutes. Spyro was the first to pull away from the embrace though reluctantly.
"Cynder, Ignitus told me that we neeed to go to the dragon temple, though he said we can enjoy ourselves a little before then."
"The temple? Why, what for?"
"I'm not sure," Spyro shook his head a little. "But from what he said we'll be needed."
"Are you kidding me?" Sparx groaned not liking the news. "We JUST got through saving the world, and it already needs to be saved again?" He raised his fist to the sky and shook it angrily. "Why me? Why?"
"I don't think it's anything bad Sparx, besides he said 'we could enjoy ourselves first' so I don't think the world needs saving again." Spyro answered trying to keep Sparx from complaining too much.
"Are you sure it wasn't just the dream you were having messing with your head again."
Sparx said remembering the night of eternal darkness; or as he liked to call it 'The night of eternal creepiness.' Spyro only stared at him.
"All right stupid question."
"Mom, Dad...it looks like we'll be leaving soon, I'm sorry we have to leave when we just got here." Spyro said turning to his foster parents.
"We understand Spyro, just be careful and the both of you promise your father and me two things." Nina said.
"Sure, what is it you want us to promise you ma'am?" Cynder asked the now smirking Nina and Flash. "The first is we want you, Cynder to see us as your parents now." Flash siad; causing Sparx, Spyro, and Cynder to grow wide eyed and the latter of the three to sport a blush.
"The second is that when Cynder gives us grand-children you'll let us know so we can spoil them rotten." Nina finished with a warm smile; this got an even bigger blush from the two dragons so much in fact that Spyro could be considered a fire dragon and not a purple one; Cynder's blush because while she would be Spyro's mate didn't even think of being a mother herself. They were about to ask them a question both would have said at the same time but Flash spoke up first.
"And we know because we both waited up for you and saw you two cuddling together before falling asleep." Flash stated. This caused Spyro to pass out from embarrassment that his parents were spying on them and he didn't even know. Cynder looked at Spyro's unconscious form and culdn't help but think of Nina's- no her mothers she corrected herself, last statement and thought of being a mother. As if reading her thoughts again Nina pointed out with amusement in her voice.
"Oh it looks like you're planninng on giving us a grand-child sooner than I thought."
She said. This is the statement that got her to go red in the face before she imitated Spyro and passed out alongside him. Sparx keeping quiet throughout everything that just happened turned to his parents.
"Wow you two are a lot better at teasing them than I thought."
"Oh don't think we're letting you off the hook that easliy Sparx," Flash started off before Nina finished. "We want grand kids from you too so get moving already we're waiting."
This had Sparx go red before he too passed out on top of Spyro's head.