Spyro walk towards the back of the room, as far away from the door as he could go, hoping that it would prevent anyone hearing him anymore of his conversation.

"Ah, you're not fun Spyro." His dark half snickered. "Why not let them in on our little secret?"

"And what would that be?"

"That you're a blood crazed killer who can't control himself."

Spyro snarled as quietly as possible. "I've never let you out since we left Warfang, and I don't plan on ever letting you out again!"

"That may be true, but let's be honest here Spyro. I'll get out one day, and when I do… well I think we both know what is going to happen."

"No!" Spyro shouted in rage, not caring if anyone heard him or not. "I don't know how, but I'll do everything in my power to keep you from hurting anyone ever again." His counterpart only laughed.

"I'd work on your temper their buddy. Keep that up and you'll see me out and about sooner than you'd like."

Spyro was just about to give up completely with the argument when his third personality spoke up. "Just give up Spyro, and save us all the time and effort of dealing with you," The voice growled, making Spyro worry even more about if he really could keep them inside.

"Spyro?" Elora called with a gentle voice as she walked into the room. "You ok?" Turning back to look at her, Spyro noticed the worried look on her face.

"Yeah…. I'm fine."

"You don't sound fine. What were you shouting at?"

"Nothing. I just…. Really it was nothing."

"Spyro." Elora said more sternly, kind of like how a mother would when she catches her son lying to her. "There's more to being a faun than just being able to talk to any living animal. I can tell when something is wrong with someone."

Spyro looked at her confused and was skeptical if this was true or not. "How are you able to tell?"

Elora took a moment to think about it. "It's hard to explain without going into great detail about it so I'll try to make it as simple as possible… Fauns are…. connected to nature in a sort of way, it's what lets us talk to other animal with ease. On top of that we can… well basically we can see one's soul in a sort of way."

"You can see my soul?" Spyro asked now more confused than before.

"Like I said, I'm trying to talk about this with as little detail as possible, it's actually a very complex sort of thing. Regardless, I can basically see what makes you, well you, and it's clear as day that there are a lot of things that are bothering you Spyro."

Spyro wasn't sure why, but a small smile grew on his face and he let out a short chuckle. "Yeah… I guess you could say that I do… If you knew that I had issues, why didn't you bring this up before?"

"I feel that everyone's issues should be kept a secret till that person him or herself is ready to freely talk about it. I didn't want Ember around nor the big guy out there to hear us and I figured that this was a great time to talk to you."

"But I thought you said that the leviathan had great hearing?" Elora happily laughed for a second at that.

"He does, as far as I can tell, but I also know that I'm the only one who can translate for him so I gave him a scolding for ease dropping on you, and warned him that I'll cut off all communications if I have to." Spyro took a moment to picture that in his head, of this faun standing next to a great sea giant that was at least five times bigger than her, and watching the sea giant fear her. The thought alone made Spyro smile. "Now Spyro," Elora broke Spyro from his thoughts. "If you'd like, I can try to help you with your issues."

Spyro's smile faded and he just shook his head. "I don't think there is anything you can do to help me."

"Well…. You can start by telling me what the problem is." Elora sat down next to him, giving off this motherly vibe from her, something Spyro had never experienced before. To his own surprise he sat down with her and began to talk about his past, about how his parents treated him, and the following events that happened after he was thrown out. He finished his story with what happened with his friends, and how he ran away from them.

The whole time Spyro was staring at the ground as he told his story, talking quickly through his childhood and what it was like growing up, expressing the joy and happiness that Cynder and Hunter had brought him once they meet, and what it was like to lose his wing. Spyro was very timid at first, but he told Elora about what happened to Blast, and how his dark half torments his mind every now and then, along with the second voice that he's been hearing in his head. He paused after mentioning these things, worried that she would think that he was crazy or insane, but instead of criticism or harsh words, Elora encouraged him to continue, making him feel even more, and strangely, comfortable talking about these things with her.

Continuing now, he explained how he was arrested by King Flame's men and that he was going to be executed, but then Cynder broke him out of jail and with Hunter's help they all managed to escape Warfang. Spyro talked about what it was like living life on the run, and what it was like living with people who cared for him. He said he didn't mind to much hiding all his life, he basically grew up doing that whenever he walked around Warfang. He also told Elora about how Cynder and Hunter have been trying to help him hone his skills in Hunter and with his elemental breaths. Thinking back to those times again, he to Elora how she reminded him a lot of Cynder and how they both been so kind and gentle with him, and how they both gave him the courage to talk about these sorts of things. The only real difference was that Spyro had deeper feelings towards the black dragon. Elora chuckled a little upon hearing that, which made him worry that he said something wrong, but she quickly explained that she was happy for him. Love wasn't something that everyone gets to experience, and that she was glad to hear that he got to meet someone who shared his feelings.

Hearing this made Spyro blush a little as well as smile, as he thought back to all the times Cynder had been there for him and how she's supported him more than anyone before. That isn't to say that Hunter didn't do anything to help him in his life. Without Hunter, he probably wouldn't be here right now telling Elora all of this if it wasn't for him and for that he would always be thankful to his cheetah friend.

This smile didn't last long as Spyro began told her about recent events, how he's been failing at every attempt to better himself, about the conversation that Cynder and Hunter had, and how he felt his heart shatter before running away. He told her about how he ran into his father again which made her very worried, but he explained what happened to his father in the time that he was away and what has happened to his family. Elora still seemed skeptical about the whole thing, but Spyro did his best to explain how his father wanted to make amends to what he and his mother did to him growing up, and how Terrador protected him from a pirate that wondered into their cave. This then lead to how he tried to rescue Cynder and Hunter from the pirate alongside Sparx, and how that failed and how he ended up in this place with Elora and the others.

Once he finished telling her his story, Spyro looked back up to his friend to gauge her reaction to the whole thing. Not to his surprise, she was giving him a shocked, worried, and a rather confused look. "Sorry, I know it's a lot." Elora quickly changed her expression and smiled happily at him again hoping that she didn't make him shy away.

"It's ok Spyro, that's… well… it's a lot to take in. I've helped a lot of others before coming here, and I'll be honest when I say your story is the strangest" She paused for a moment to think about how best to help her purple friend. "That being said, I think I can still help you."

"Now do you plan on doing that?"

"Well, from what you told me, you seem confused about how to feel on a lot of things. The two people who've been by your side supporting you suddenly seem to have abandoned you, and one of the people who has caused you so much pain has suddenly appeared back in your life apologizing for what he has done and wants to make up for it. Not to mention you don't even know how to feel about yourself." Elora paused to give Spyro time to think about this and say something about it if he wanted to, but when his eyes glanced down again at the floor she continued.

"I can't tell you Spyro that you should apologies to Cynder or Hunter for those things they said, nor can I tell you that you should forgive your father for treating you like a slave half your life, but there is one thing that I can tell you. Spyro, you may not realize this yet, but you are stronger than you think you are."

"Yeah, sure I am." Spyro said, letting his depression slowly take hold of him again. Elora took note that his scales were starting to darken "Cynder and Hunter use to tell me that all the time."

"And what they said is true." Elora tried to boost his confidence, growing a little worried about her safty. "Tell me, what have you accomplished in life so far?" Spyro didn't take long to start listing off.

"I've succeeded in being fooled by my family, as well as those who I thought were my friends, I've killed someone who didn't deserve to die, and I've let myself think that I could ever find any sort of happiness in life" Tears started to form and roll down his face as he began to cry, his scale growing darker and darker. "I've never been able to complete a single thing since I got out of Warfang, and had to rely on those two LIERS!" he shouted, his body began to shake while his anger and sadness nearly consumed him.

"But your wrong Spyro," Elora quickly said, doing everything in her power not to run away, despite ever instinct inside of her told her to do so. "Those aren't accomplishments, and they aren't what defines you Spyro." Spyro still cried, but she noticed that his scales stopped changing color, though half of his body was now black while the rest of him was a deep dark purple.

"Then what are they, and who am I?" Spyro croaked, his mouth felt dry and it hurt him just to speak. What Elora did next surprised him. She had suddenly wrapped her arms around him and pulled him in close to her. The first thought that came to his mind was when Cynder did something similar with him, after he had killed Blast, and after he tried to scare her away by lighting the grass in the park on fire in front of her, but Cynder didn't give up and walked through the flames to confront him and to hold him. His jaw began to quiver as his tears grew heavier as he hugged her back, his black scales slowly turning back to royal purple.

"You are Spyro the purple dragon. You've endured things that most people would call a nightmare, but you managed to escape them and now you live a happier life. You found friends who care about you and who worry about you. Even if they said unforgiveable things, I know that deep down they care greatly for you. You told me that while in the cage on the pirate ship that they got captured because they went looking for you. They wouldn't have gone looking for you if they didn't love you Spyro. You've even managed the courage to confront your father after all this time and forgive him, even if your encounter with him was by accident, and even if he doesn't truly deserve your forgiveness, he still wants to try and earn it. Spyro, your body may be weak and fragile, and your mind might be in pieces, but you have the biggest heart and soul than any living creature on this planet. You've managed to make good friends who would give up the world if it meant you were safe, and even turn your enemies into people who care about you. Even after all the crap the world has put you through the past couple days, you've still managed to make a friend out of the three of us here, and I know that every one of us care for you even though we just met. Spyro, you are much more than what the world thinks of you. You are one of the bravest dragons I've ever seen, and I know deep down you can be so much more."

The two sat there holding one another as Spyro crumpled like paper in her arms, unintentionally digging his claws into her back, but she never flinched or break away from their hug, till Spyro was ready and his crying stopped. Pulling apart, Spyro wiped his eyes and was breathing heavily, his body feeling like he had ran hundreds of miles. He looked up at Elora who just smiled back at him. "Spyro" she said softly. "I truly think that you are one of the strongest dragons in the world, and once we get out of here, I promise to be beside you to help you become the great dragon that I know you can be one day, and I know Ember with be right there beside you as well, along with Cynder and Hunter, and if we are by a big open like, I know the big fish out there will help you out as well." This drew a quick response from the Leviathan, yelling at Elora for calling him a big fish again, making both herself and Spyro laugh.

"Thank you Elora." Spyro said as he began to hug her once more, not in sadness, but as thanks for believing in him.

Elora had no problems returning the hug. "Hey, what can I say. What are friends for?"