Slowly, Spyro began to wake up again in the white void that was his dream scape. Much like before buildings, roads, and other decorative furniture rose up from the emptiness. Unlike last time though, Spyro found himself in a more open area, a city square. The tan brick road laid neatly alongside one another, the road expanding as far as the eye could see.

Spyro clutched his head, wincing from the slight pain. He could feel a small trace of a bruise from the blow to his head. Doing his best to ignore the bump, he looked around the landscape, wondering where and when his alter-ego would show up. Looking around the place, there was nothing to special about it. The little area he imagined up was rather empty, though he rather liked it. Living in the city for most of his life, it felt nice to see and empty area. Even the empty white sky had this peaceful appeal to it.

The more he pondered about it, the more he thought that, if it wasn't for Cynder he'd probably try and stay in here the rest of his life. A shiver ran down his spine when really thought about that thought. 'Sure I would be in a peaceful world for the rest of my life.' He thought to himself. 'but in the real world I would just be dying….' His body should at the mere thought of that. 'to waist away in your own body while your mind roams free in your own head….'

"Well that's a pretty morbid thing to think about Spyro." Turning around, Spyro watched Dark Spyro slowly walk up to him. "I mean, I know I've thought of a couple dark things, but that seems a little much don't you think? We can't have you killing yourself now can we?"

Spyro didn't replay to this question, though he did considered the option of killing himself. Who would miss him? Cynder had proven her point, she was done with him. "What do you want?" He asked trying to push these thoughts away for the moment. He knew his dark counter half would jump on any opportunity to make him feel even more shitty.

"What do I want?" Dark Spyro looked at him like he just said the dumbest thing in the world. "What you should be asking is what are we going to do about this guy whose got you captured."

Spyro just sort of shrugged. "I don't know… should we really do anything at all?" He thought back to those words Cynder said. He felt so alone, and maybe whatever plans this guy has for him would be for the best.

"Are you really still moping over what that bitch said?" Dark Spyro walked over and stood beside his counterpart and placed a paw on his shoulder, almost in a comforting way. "Look, you shouldn't worry about that right now. Right now you should be working on escaping. I'm not going to let you die."

"I don't think he wants to kill me" Spyro didn't bother looking at Dark Spyro. "I mean, sure he knocked me out, twice even… but you forget that he also bandaged up our leg and arm."

"And you think that, that's enough evidence to trust this guy?" his dark half asked questionably. Obviously, Dark Spyro didn't trust this man, nor did he think that Spyro should either, but Spyro was interested to see who this person was, and why he went through the trouble of patching him up.

"Well it's my body, and I'm not going to do anything until I at least know who this guy is." Dark Spyro let out a small growl.

"Spyro I've given you plenty of time to roam in your body." His voice was cold and sharp, and each word sent shivers down Spyro's spine. "I've let you control your body because that is your role. But you making too many stupid mistakes for me to count, and if this continues, I will have to control you myself. Permanently." Spyro didn't understand what Dark Spyro meant, what role was he playing, and how was he going to control him, and if he could why didn't he do it before? Before he could ask any of these questions his counterpart had disappeared, leaving Spyro back in the empty town even more confused than ever. He tried calling out for his dark half, but there was no reply, just pure silence.

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Once Cynder woke up again, with the 'help' of Sparx no less, she and her annoying pest partner went out in search for Spyro. As they walked, they didn't speak at all, much to Cynder's own delight. In fact, the only noise coming from the golden bug was the hum of his wings and he flew beside her. When Sparx wasn't talking, or hitting her with a stick, she had to admit, it was rather nice to be around someone new. Sure he wanted to capture Spyro and do whatever it was dragonflies do with that much money, but it's not like he had a chance of capturing Spyro in the first place. She stopped for a seconded. 'Spyro can defeat a lone dragonfly right?' She thought. It wasn't like her to doubt Spyro this much, and she quickly cursed herself for thinking such a thing.

"Hey get your butt into gear princess, lets gooooo!" Sparx buzzed around her head.

"Sparx," Cynder tried her hardest not to take a swipe at the bug. "How do you plan on fighting him. You're not equipped, nor do you possess anything that could help you defeat him." Her idea was more to frighten him, in hopes that it would get Sparx to leave her alone for a little while, or better yet for good.

"Hey I beat you didn't I?" Cynder felt her pride being challenged, and it took all of her will power not to fight back. She figured he was talking about before, when they first met. She just got some shut eye and was too tired to care about him. She wasn't sure why he considered that a win. Regardless she rolled with it anyways.

"Fair enough, but this is the purple dragon we are talking about here. This isn't just some common dragon; this is the Legendary Purple Dragon. What does a single dragonfly like yourself have to stand against him?"

Sparx just floated along, choosing not to answer her question. Cynder could tell that what she just asked hit him pretty hard. She had to admit, Sparx had some guts. Either that or he was a fool. But still to throw himself into danger knowing he probably didn't stand a chance? It was only a little amount, but Cynder was rather impressed by her companion.

"CYNDER!" Hunter's voice called out all of a sudden through the silence which made Sparx 'jump' back in fright from the noise. Cynder stopped where she was and turned around to see her furry friend run towards them.

Sparx hovered over to Cynder's ear and whispered "Say who's this guy?"

"A friend of mine," Cynder answered quicker than Sparx would have liked. She brushed him off and walked towards Hunter to close the distance quicker. "So any news about Spyro, is he in Warfang?" she tried not to sound too worried, not in front of Sparx at least. Hunter shook his head and Cynder let out a sigh of relief.

"He's still out there, don't you worry." Hunter looked rather happy himself to be saying this. "However there are a lot of people looking for him, so please just keep cheerful alright?" Cynder nodded.

"Of course Hunter, this is me we are talking about." She scoffed playfully. Sparx flew right into Hunter's face just as Cynder finished talking, causing Hunter to lean back a little.

"So am I going to have to split the reward with this guy as well?" he turned towards Cynder, giving her a curious look.

Cynder just rolled her eyes, almost wishing she wasn't reminded of Sparx's true motives. "No, it's just going to be you and me. Hunter here is just my informant. Now if you will excuse us, we need to talk some more." Sparx just hovered there in place, giving her this look that told her to continue and not to mind him. She rolled her eyes. "Alone, please?"

"Oh! Yeah, sure I guess…. Just don't take too long now." Much to Cynder's oh happiness, Sparx flew off a couple of feet.

Once Sparx was out of ear shot, Hunter asked, "So what's with the bug?"
"He kind of decided that he wanted to tag along. He thinks he can take on Spyro, so I'm letting him come with me. After all another pair of eyes could always help."

Hunter glanced over to Sparx who was chasing after this butterfly. "And he thinks you're going to capture Spyro and give him the reward?"

Cynder thought about it for a moment. "Well yeah, that is what he thinks, but I'm not going to do anything. Once we find Spyro I'm ditching him."

Hunter felt that it was rather wrong what Cynder was doing, but if it got the job done…. "Anyways, I'm here to warn you that…. Well I may have sent…" For once Cynder watched as Hunter grew nervous. "A bunch of pirates to hunt you down." Cydner's mouth fell open.

"You did what!? Why?" she tried her best to keep her voice down.

Hunter waved his hands, trying to calm her down. "Look I'm sorry, I was just trying to get some info out of them. I can assure you though that Spyro is not at Warfang…."

"Well that's good, now I just have to worry about some blood thirsty pirates now, great." She said rolling her eyes.

"Look I know this is bad, but they have no idea where you are, only what you look like." He tried giving her a reassuring smile. "And let's not forget your pretty strong on your own, and now you even have me to help you in case they show up. Trust me, nothing is going to happen."

Cynder looked up at her furry friend for a little bit in silence, as if judging if what he was saying was any good at all. "Oh right, I'll take your word for it." She turned to continue her search for her mate, but before she got to far, she looked back at Hunter. "Thanks by the way. Really, for all of your help."

Hunter's iconic smile came back to his face and he walked up beside her. "No problem. Now why don't we go find the purple drake of yours."

Hey guys sorry this chapter took so long, and I'm sorry for it being rather short. This chapter was a huge pain in my butt and I was just tired of it taking so long, which is why it's rather short. Again sorry for that.