Darkness Falls P1 Darkness Falls
Me and the rest of the guardians put the last of the dragon eggs in the hatchery. 100 small pods of pure hope. Promises, waiting to be fulfilled.
The Year of the Dragon........What an interesting time. I began to ponder why all the dragon eggs always came all at once, when a yellow elder dragon with grey horns and underside walked up next to me. It was Volteer, one of my fellow guardians. He stood in a happy pose, grinning from one side of his head to the other.
"Another year passes. You know, Ignitus, I've always wondered something. Just.....what IS so special about the purple egg in the center?"
"You've...never heard the rumors, have you?", I replied.
Volteer shook his head. Surprising. I had at least hoped he would have heard some rumors.
"Simple. It mea
Dear Spyro........ Dear Spyro.........Dear Spyro........4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I know that we haven't known each other very long, but I feel like this amount of time together has taught me more than my mind can possibly hold. I can't hold it back any longer. I have to tell you how I feel about you.
Everytime that I look into your eyes, I almost lose myself. I always see the kind, generous hero that rescued me in a time of need. Whenever I needed you the most, you were there for me. I would stay with you until the world ended, and afterwards, forever and a day. I need you to be at my side.
I've never felt this way before. I guess it
Cynder's roseCynder and Spyro walked through the forest of roses along the narrow path, silence making up for their every word. Never knowing for even a moment that what they would find would change their relationship, forever.Cynder's rose5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was a warm, clear summer evening that cast peace through the hearts of everyone. A lone nightingale sang it's last song before nightfall, treasuring it's final notes as it's lullaby sang through the forest onto calm ears. Everything was perfect throughout the realms. The wild roses bloomed through that area, every color imaginable. From the lightest pink, to the darkest purple, it was all there. Except for a single black rose, not one bloomed in the entire forest...
Cynder looked over at Spyro. "Spyro..." She said slowly, a little hint of joy and warmth to her voice. She gazed longingly into Spyro's eyes, the purple in his eyes tossing in circles, keeping her guessing. She loved that.
"Yeah, Cynder?" Spyro replied, looking into those eyes, those beautiful green eyes that
Spyro and Cynder - RomanceSpyro and Cynder - RomanceSpyro and Cynder - Romance6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was a beautiful morning, by any account, but Spyro only had eyes for Cynder. He was in love with her, there was no doubting it, but was she in love with him? This had been the topic that was the most thought of in his mind for the past few weeks. He had tried to gather the courage to ask her out, but whenever he got near her, his throat closed up and only a faint squeak came out. He had decided to do it. "Now," he told himself forcefully.
Spyro walked up behind Cynder, who was napping in the afternoon sun of the Temple gardens, and nudged her shoulder gently. Cynder stirred, then opened her eyes and looked at Spyro sleepily. "Hey there, Spyro. What brings you here?" she asked, stretching like a cat. Spyro blushed slightly and said softly, "I was wondering if you would like to go somewhere with me, just for a while." Cynder looked at Spyro and blushed as well, for she thought she knew where this was going. "Sure, where are we going?" she asked, looking at h
Not TodayThe afternoon had already arrived when Spyro had finished all his duties as the new leader of the guardians. The dragon, of merely twenty years of age, exhaled softly as he walked through a long hall inside the new temple- built only a year ago near the Valley of Avalar. His body was cramped; several hours of training, plus a long audience with the felines of the region could wear out the most resilient of dragons. The purple dragon sighed once more as he turned through a corner.Not Today4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
'It seems as if I'm the only one who can fix any problem in the entire realm,' Spyro thought, as he craned his neck to the side in a stretching manner. He looked forward again, and yawned. 'Well,' he continued to think. 'I guess it's the purple dragon's task anyways No complaining.'
It was then when an image of Cynder suddenly ran through his mind. He stood still for a moment, wondering where his trusted female friend was. After the fall of Malefor and the birth of the new era, the black dragoness had, t
Spyro and Cynder's Everlasting LoveIt was late at night, and Spyro was walking down to the balcony for some fresh air. As he walked onto it, he breathed the air in deeply, allowing the scent of the forest to fill his nostrils.Spyro and Cynder's Everlasting Love3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Man, I love the smell of night," exclaimed Spyro. Just after saying that, he heard someone crying. He happened to look in the direction it was coming from, and found Cynder. He went up to her, and as he came closer to her, he took note of the bruises on her back, and the gash on her head. Immediately, he got worried. His walking turned into a little jog as he got closer to her. Cynder looked up to see who was coming, and notice it was him. She turned her head away, then shifted herself to where her back was facing against Spyro.
"Go away, Spyro! I don't want you to see me like this!" she cried. It didn't work, for Spyro only got more worried about her.
"Cynder, what happened? Who did this to you?" he asked in deep concern. She covered her face with her wings, crying harder than earlier
SpyroXCynder: Heartbreak HeartbreakSpyroXCynder: Heartbreak4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Me and Cynder laid out in the lush, green fields of Avalar. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining. Barely a cloud in the sky. I probably could have enjoyed the hopeful day, if I wasn't mourning.
Ignitus........He sacrificed himself to get me and Cynder into the Burned Lands on that fateful day, after we failed to defeat the Destroyer. But, was there REALLY no other way? Maybe it could have turned out differently. Maybe there was a chance for the one who explained to me who I was, to be at my side right now.
But....there's nothing to do about it. Me and Cynder sat down under a tree. I just curled up into a little ball of pity. I wanted to smile, to be happy. I should. The world is safe. Malefor is gone. Probably forever. Unfortunately, so was Ign
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"Spyro wake up!" Cynder said shaking Spyro madly. Spyro
Woke up stunned. He sat there, bewildered, for a moment then turned to Cynder.
"What?" he asked.
"You sounded like you were having a horrible nightmare," she said. "You were yelling in your sleep."
"I was?" Spyro asked. He had thought to keep this nightmare to himself.
"What happened?" Cynder asked concerned.
Spyro stood up and walked over to an old oak tree and sat back down underneath it. He was still breathing deeply as if he was afraid. He finally spoke. "I had the weirdest dream," he said. "We were chained together, and we woke up in what appeared to be hell."
"What?" Cynder chuckled. "Hell? The only place we know as hell is when we were locked in that cavern after you killed Gaul."
"Yeah " Spyro laughed. "It was a stupid dream "
"That doesn't mean I don't want to hear
TLoS: Origins_Chapter 1A few hours after the defeat of the Darkmaster....TLoS: Origins_Chapter 15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
One would think that the landscape was peaceful and beautiful; with the leaves of the trees swinging freely and almost in a lazy way due to the calmness of the wind. The clouds overhead forming strange and exotic figures. The river running below, with its crystal clear color and with its sound of moving water forming the music of nature; made the place seem pure. The place seems to be a peaceful sight, with nothing to interrupt its calmness.
That is, until a black blur quickly passed by followed quickly by a purple blur.
"Come on, Sypro. Am I to fast for you?" teased Cynder with a laugh.
"You just wait until I catch you" he shot back, pushing himself a little more to catch her.
Spyro was chasing Cynder across the land. They have been playing this game of tag for hours. Since they had gotten out of the depth of the world after their defeat of Malefor, or mostly known as the Darkmaster, the evil dragon, they have be
The New Reckoning: Chapter 13 Part 8: A Deadly PoisonThe New Reckoning: Chapter 134 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
That Mercenary deserves nothing but to be hanged. The little lizard infiltrates the city, kidnaps Cynder, poisons Spyro, then runs off into the night like a ninja, or something! I want to help, but Spyro thinks that it's my fault. Damn. I hate feeling so helpless.
"Blaze, why aren't we doing something?"
"You heard Spyro. If he wants to be a whiney suck-up, let him. If I find out where Cynder is, he can eat my dust."
Unbelievable. I grabbed him by the horns, and pulled his head ba
The New Reckoning: Chapter 0 Two amazing creatures, both destined to do the impossible, to do what nobody ever thought possible. It was believed that they died inside of the middle of the earth. An eternal sacrifice. But this was not to be the end of our heros......The New Reckoning: Chapter 04 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Spyro had always had a heart of pure gold. It showed to everyone he met, both friend OR foe. He never hated with malice. He cared about his friends. He was no ordinary dragon, however. He was very special. A purple-scaled dragon. Immensly unbelievable powers. Fame beyond what could be imagined. Despite all of this, he did not become engorged in it. He had other worries......
Cynder, a beautiful dragoness with a terrible secret. A troubled past that she couldn't seem to escape. Cynder, the monstrous servant of a terrible lord. All had seemed lost, until a time. Spyro awoke to the horrid state of affairs, and fought back the evil, eventually rescuing the tortured dragoness from her evil form.
Alas, true happiness is not so easily found. Lu
SxC prompt Story-IrrisponsibleWord: IrresponsibleSxC prompt Story-Irrisponsible5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
W Limit: no limit
The purple dragon had always taken the burden of leading a new-world as best as he could, but never the less it was an extremely large task for a dragon his age. There were too many responsibilities; too many things to be taken into thought. A dragon of his age could make many mistakes under such great pressure; and these were unacceptable from the one taking such a role.
"I was so irrespirable, Cyn," the purple dragon vented his emotions with the ever-kind dragoness. She looked at him with eyes of sympathy; a small sign of worry for the male upon her entire visage. As Spyro gave the dragoness a look of defeat, she inclined her neck to the side and welcomed him to sit at her side.
"Here," Cynder cooed in a sweet tone. The purple dragon moved to her left side, and then lied upon the small pile of hay with the female. As Spyro exhaled out in melancholy, the black dragoness could tell that the glimmer the dragon always held on his eyes had vanished. I
Love Is In The Air P1Cynder awoke, feeling weak and drained. When she opened her eyes, she saw a beautiful sight before her: she was in a grassy meadow with flowers all around her gently rocking to the rhythm of the wind, the tree tops were full of green leaves and blossoms, and the sun was shinning on them, making everything seem especially radiant.Love Is In The Air P16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The black dragoness shakily got up and looked around. Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a hint of purple. Turning her head in that direction, she saw it was none other than the purple dragon, Spyro.
As she slowly made her way over to him, Spyro's eye lid quivered, and then he opened his eyes slightly.
At first the purple dragon didn't know what happened and why he felt so drained, but then the memory of the battle came rushing back to him all at once.
He opened his eyes enough to see his surroundings, and was surprised at what he saw.
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Spyro, with Cynder by his side, pressed on through the ashes of the place he once called home. He recognised the big tree that himself and Sparx used to play at...before he threw himself and his brother into this war.
"I feel bad...", Spyro thought. "Sparx had no need to be dragged into this...yet I let him come along anyway. Then again, I guess he is a persistant little bugger...". He also worried about his foster parents. Sparx was probably worried sick about them. "They can't be dead, can they? I don't think I could bare to lose more than what I already have lost..."
Thoughts of Ignitus ran through Spyro's head. "He didn't need to help me....why was I so pushy when I wanted to learn about my past? Why didn't I just let him go in that cave? Sure, he might of been killed by Cynder by then, but..."
The name rang a bell...Cynder.
In his moment of deep thought, Spyro had almost forgotten about the dragoness who was t
Laying: SxC word promptLaying Many say that everything is fun and games until somebody gets hurt, but in this instant, Spyro thought that perhaps he could have a little entertainment.Laying: SxC word prompt4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The two dragons had been playing in the open plain for a while now. The beautiful and endless field covered in high-grass was the perfect place for playing, and for having fun. The sky was as clear and perfect as a polished silver plate; not a single cloud in sight.
It was then when the two dragons spotted the herd of wild Thumpers an aggressive creature of large size, with a bulky furred torso and the head of a rabbit. Spyro and Cynder noticed that the creatures came to a full stop as they started to graze about in a drop in the plains. This small levelling in the fields was but a few yards from the dragons.
"Wow," Cynder spoke in a bewildered tone as she and Spyro looked at each other. "I would have never imagined myself so close to a wild herd of these creatures." Spyro looked to the Thumpers, talking
SpyroxCynder Word promptSxC Word Prompt:SpyroxCynder Word prompt4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Shadow- Even in the darkest of shadows, and when it seemed that evil had prevailed over good, Spyro would not give in. He knew that he had to fight on and triumph; at least in the name of his mate, Cynder.
Light- The bright rays of the morning sun crept into the depth of the male dragon's room. Spyro squinted as the light touched his delicate face. Slowly he covered himself by tucking his muzzle into Cynder's warm and welcoming neck.
Ice- The cold winter brought many things to the two dragons, including Cynder's despair. The female had nothing against the season itself, but the cold and freezing ice it brought haunted her. The dragoness was not as much of a fanatic of 'ice sliding' as Spyro was.
Lightning- Young Cynder tucked her head deep into the blanket which she and the dragon shared. Spyro placed his small tail on her back.
"Don't worry, Cyn," the male remarked. "It's only lightning."
Deep- The dragon chuckled as he looked at t
It's What Inside that CountsIt's What Inside that CountsIt's What Inside that Counts5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Within the Dragon Temple, in the middle of the day, a young purple dragon, Spyro, was sitting at the end of a hallway, relaxing, as he stood a few feet away from his mentor, Ignitus. The great Fire Guardian himself was laying fully on the floor, resting his old bones.
Spyro smiled to his sleeping mentor and continued to look around at the temple, until he heard the faint footseps of a dragon coming nearby. As the purple dragon looked around for the source of the footsteps, he faced towards the other end of the hallway, tilting his head slightly as he saw a small dragonlike figure about to emerge.
Curious and wide awake, Ignitus turned his head and gazed his eyes to where Spyro was looking to.
Slowly appearing from one of the hallways, was a small, young dragoness just about Spyro's size with shiny gray-black scales that are said to almost gleam, along with a red scaley belly. She has six horns on her head: two short ones at the bottom of her head nex
A Christmas Story TloS: A Christmas StoryA Christmas Story4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I awoke from my slumber to find a pleasant snowfall falling. It felt as cold as Dante's Freezer, but I loved it! Cynder was already up, brushing the snowflakes off her legs.
Cynder: Sometimes, winter is more enjoyable than anything else.
Spyro: Definitely. Come on, let's go visit Warfang. I need to pick up a bit of food, anyways.
Cynder was already headed there by the time I finished talking.
The trees were covered in a beautiful layer of snow, and decorated with beautiful colored orbs. It looked familiar, but I couldn't put a finger on it.
A few minutes later, we reached the city. It was also fully decorated. Bright, shiny decorations were scattered everywhere. I think it kinda scared Cynder, because she acted kinda hesitant.
Stores were selling items such as some decorations, holly branches, and a few trees.
After we got the food, we were walking back when Sparx flew up to m
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Legend of the black dragon
Chapter 1 old journey, new mysteries
"Uuurrg" Spyro moaned, slowly opening his eyes to look around. He saw that he was laying in a valley that looked familiar to him. He could barely remember what had happened. But then it all started to come back to him: the battle with Malafor, the destruction of the world and his endeavour to save it. Now he also recognised it as the valley of Avalar. Then his mind shifted towards Cynder, he quickly looked around and found her laying unconscious a few meters away.
He slowly scrambled to his feet still exhausted from the heated battle. He crawled up to Cynder his body itching from the battle and slowly got to her. Cynder was knocked out but luckily he found no injury. He then allowed his tiredness to take hold and collapsed next to her.
After a few hours Cynder started to wake up and looked around to see what had happened. She saw that Spyro was laying r