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D: I can't believe Cynder doesn't remember Ruuko!

"Cynder, you will find this hard to believe." Ruuko warned her. As much as he wanted to tell her the truth, he had to make sure she was ready for it. He gave her a tiny grin when she nodded. She stood back on all fours, forcing her breathing to slow down. ”I’m a black dragon. You’re a black dragon. Our eggs were black. Our eyes are the same shape. What do you think of that?” Ruuko growled.
Cynder lifted her head to think.
“Both our scales are black..... Both our eggs were black.... Our eyes are different colours, but they’re the same shape... No! It can’t be!” Cynder’s teal eyes suddenly glowed in the moonlight. She backed away a little, and her tail dropped, flopping onto the muddy earth. “We're-We’re siblings...”
Ruuko just nodded.
“You're kidding, right? This is just a joke!"
Ruuko shock his head.
"But that's impossible! Gaul shattered ALL the eggs in the temple! Only Spyro and I survived! There can’t be anymore young dragons...”
"Do you really believe that?" Ruuko asked coldy. He knew what Cynder said wasn't true at all. What about Hawkfire? The dragon who appeared in his dreams frequently? She is only two years older than him.
“Of course I do.” Cynder replied. “But now... I find it hard to believe... I mean, here I am, talking to another dragon.”
“Are you sure you don’t remember?” Ruuko asked. “Don’t you remember anything? Are you even trying?”
Cynder stared at him in shook.
“What are you getting at?”
“Cynder, just try to remember. Surely you remember something. When you were corrupted, I was by your side.”

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“It’s not a thing I’d like to remember.... But I will try anyway.” Cynder replied. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Ruuko sat down and waited for her reply. Peaceful silence surrounded them. He could hear the grass swaying, the hooting of owls, the gushing of wind, the swaying of trees... owls hooting.....
Everything seems so peaceful.... Yet they all don’t know that the return of Malefor is near...
Ruuko began to wonder what this forest would be like when Malefor returns. The owls won’t be hooting... the winds would be bitter.... darkness each day..... He didn’t know if he would love it or not. He loved the night sky, but he would miss the sunshine on his scales too much. Seasons seemed to have passed, or maybe it was just a couple of heartbeats, until Cynder opened her eyes again.
“I’m sorry, Ruuko. I can’t remember you. It’s strange. I remember everything else.... I remember Gaul, Sharpstorm, even Rockheart.... I even remember the amount of destruction I caused... and my personality... I remember everything else but you.”
Ruuko stared at her for a couple of heartbeats before he looked away.
She remembers everything else but me....
“I.... I guess I should be going.....” Ruuko muttered, his voice crocked because of his sadness.
There’s no point in talking if she doesn’t remember me.
Head low, he was about to turn around, but he heard a loud gasp from his sister.
“What is that on your tail?” She asked. “

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Very interesting story! Keep continueing! ^.=.^

Cynder pointed a claw, shimmering dazzling silver in the moonlight, at the emerald foliage surrounding Ruuko's tail. It looked like a bracelet, but made out bright green leaves. Gold and yellow specks surrounded the leaves, one having a black hole in the middle, as if it had been burnt. A flexible, fine stick pieced through the leaves, keeping them in one place.
Ruuko spun back around, glaring at his tail.
"Oh... that.... A russet dragon gave it to me... But I don't know the purpose of it. I've tried to shred it many times, but it just won't break.... I'm surprised that the leaves won't even chip. I know they're a special kind of leaves, but this is just ridiculous."
Cynder gave the bracelet a curious sniff. Gently she grasped the leaves in her teeth and tugged them as hard as she could manage. She let go and gave them a stiff lick, swiping her tongue over her lips.
"I've heard of these leaves before... They're no ordinary leaves. They're a special kind." Cynder growled.
Duh!
" A dragon called Ignitus told me all about them. He said they're brought down from the ancestors for special purposes. They don't belong to any tree. I suppose your friend already knew this, and decided to make a bracelet out of those leaves in particular, so you won't go ripping it off. How old are you anyway?" Cynder asked, suddenly changing the subject.
Ruuko stared at her in surprise. Why does she want to know about his age?
"Thirteen.... I'm thirteen years old." Ruuko answered, he could feel the uneasiness creep into his throat.
"You don't look thirteen." Cynder pointed out.
"So? Some dragons look older than their age." Ruuko spat defiantly. He didn't know if his sister should know about his corruption.
"You can't lie to me." Cynder shot back. "Yes, some dragons look older than their age, but only a little. You look way too old to be thirteen."
Ruuko gave her a cold stare before he let out a heavy sigh. It was no use. He will have to tell her everything; otherwise she will just bother him until he does.
"You know how you got.... corrupted...?" Ruuko asked.
Cynder nodded slowly.
"The same thing happened to me. Although, according to Gaul, I ran out of the corruption beam at a certain stage, so I look like a teenager, not an adult like I should be."
"What!" Cynder exclaimed. She glared at him in disbelieve. "You're....You're corrupted....? "
Ruuko just nodded to her.
"Wait... wait a minute.... I think I do remember you.... The little black dragon with a pile of leaves around his tail... The one who suffered, but in the end managed to become my favorite... Yes... I think it's all coming back to me... Images....images of you... They're blowing through my mind like a thunderstorm!"
Ruuko's eyes shinned. She suddenly remembered! He knew that ether Firefrost, Dawnearth of Cloudberry must of helped Cynder remember by showing her images in her mind. There is no other way!
"So... what are you going to do now...?" Ruuko asked.
"Oh! You must come with me! I will help you break free of your corruption and... and...."
Ruuko stared at her doubtfully. She doesn’t really want me to break free of the corruption, does she?
"No, Cynder. I like it this way. And I came to find you for a different purpose, not only just to meet you, but to tell you the truth as well."
Cynder bowed her head. Ruuko could clearly see the shame in her eyes. Her tail dropped onto the earth, and dust blew up into the night sky, making him sneeze.
"I've come to take you back. I want you to come with me. You can get corrupted again, and we can fight side by side again!" Ruuko muttered. He heard a loud snort come from Cynder strait away.
"No... I can't, Ruuko. As much as I love you, as a brother, I don't want to go back." Cynder replied sternly. Her gaze locked with his, and Ruuko couldn't look away. "I know what you're going to say. Getting used by Gaul isn't my destiny, Ruuko. I just know it."
"But you said that you needed to find your own destiny! You said that to Spyro! You left him to find your destiny! 'Spyro, you place is here, your destiny is here, but mine is out there for me to find!'" Ruuko added a hint of humiliation in his tone as he spoke exactly what Cynder had said. Cynder’s tail tip began to twitch.
"Yes, I do need to find my own destiny. I know it's out there somewhere, for me to find. But there is one thing I know about it, and that is it's not with Gaul." Cynder growled coldly.
"What do you mean? Are you saying that you regret what you've done?" He couldn't believe what he's hearing. He had thought that Cynder would be more than welcome to join him again. But instead, she is refusing!
"No. I regret everything that I've done, I even regret trying to kill Spyro. I love him, as a friend, more than I fear Gaul, even Malefor."
Ruuko took a step back. He didn't know what to say.... Every time his mouth opened to speak, nothing came out but a faint growl.

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“Well, if that’s how you see it, then I suppose I might as well go. You obviously don't want me here." Ruuko growled softly. “I’m just sad that my sister-the one who was my mentor for a while, the one who fought alongside me multiple times- now hates me.”
Without waiting for a reply, Ruuko turned around and walked off into the undergrowth behind him. A loud roar suddenly came from Cynder.
“It’s not you I regret! I regret being with Gaul! You’re not part of this!”
Ruuko ignored her. He had high hopes for when she returned. He would of introduced her to Forest, and she could even take her place back, and organize patrols again! He didn’t mind! But now, here he was, walking away from her... He knew one thing, nothing will ever be the same again.

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I will continue soon... I'm just out of ideas at the moment.... xD

cool!

Holy cow! How much time has passed since I wrote this? I'm terribly sorry, I completley forgot all about it. Sorry everyone, I will get started right away!

CHAPTER 15:

Ruuko padded silently through the cold and dusty night, images of Cynder buzzing through his head. He just couldn't believe it. All this time, he had hoped for her return. He was looking forward to fighting by her side again. He had never expected such betrayal. Bushes rustled all around him, but he ignored them all. He just couldn't fight, not like this. Head down, Ruuko padded faster through the undergrowth, but to only trip over a strangely large stick.
"Wha?"
Ruuko tumbled to the ground, but he stood up immediately. Turning around, he glared at the stick, to find that it wasn't a large stick, but a bat lying on the stones. One of it's wings was ripped right off, and blood had gushed from a deep wound to the head. Staring at the body in fear, Ruuko realized immediately who it was. The bat was Sharpstorm.

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"Sharpstorm!" Ruuko gasped. "Who did this to you? What happened? How....?" The questions tumbled out of his mouth, and he could hardly control it. He rested his paw on Sharpstorm's chest. His heart was beating rather slowly, and Ruuko knew that death was near, and there was nothing he could do to save Sharpstorm. The elderly bad lifted his head slowly, gazing steadily into Ruuko's terrified eyes.
"Fear not, Ruuko." Sharpstorm coughed rapidly before he continued. "You know who had done this."
Ruuko thought hard, and he immediately knew who had done this. There was no other option.
And to think Cynder likes this dragon.
"It was Spyro, wasn't it? The purple dragon, I mean. Spyro is his name." Ruuko added as soon as Sharpstorm gave him a puzzled glare. "It was him...."
Sharpstorm coughed up specks off blood before he nodded. "It's a rather young dragon this time.... Never thought such a dragon would be this powerful.... to rip off my wing..... I was helpless without my wing, so the youth defeated me instantly. I was left here on the stones.... to bleed to death..." Sharpstorm rested his head on the stones, but to only lift it back up slowly. "The others were too keen on the fight to notice me. I was too far away to be notice by even the most sharpest eye."
"But.... but how did that dragon manage to tear your wing off in the first place....?" Ruuko just couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was the purple dragon really that strong, to even tear off wings?
"The purple dragon.... Spyro.... is tougher than you think. Everyone is underestimating his power due to his size. However, I'm old, so I'm not the fighter I used to be..... that could be quite an impact......." Sharpstorm coughed up another pile of blood onto the dusty earth. "The purple dragon is too powerful to defeat. Only a dragon can defeat this creature, and even then, the chances of victory is still slim. It's impossible for a pack of apes and death hounds to gain victory...... Ruuko.... you need to retreat.... all of you.... retreat....."
Ruuko took a step closer.
"But.... but what about you?"
"My time is up, you know that, Ruuko."
"No! You can't die! Not now! I need your guidance!' Ruuko screeched. "I will get some help... just hang on."
"There is no need for that. Even if you get help, it won't do any good. Think, Ruuko. You need to go out there and lead the patrols. Bark's patrol has already been taken down, luckily he, along with the rest of the patrol, escaped. The others might not be so lucky. My group of warriors are doing the best they can to......" His last words ended in a bunch of coughing.
"Stop talking! You need to rest!" Ruuko gasped.
Sharpstorm shook his head impatiently.
"No, no, I need to speak. You must hear this information..... " Sharpstorm rasped. "My group of warriors are doing their best to hold Spyro back... The other two patrols are ready to fight, trying to destroy the temple before the purple dragon arrives. However, I think the warriors at the front of the temple are doing okay.... but it won't be long until Spyro reaches the other side. The war is going down hill, and victory is nigh for the youth." His blood began to stain. Ruuko's claws a little. "Now..... I must leave.... farewell..... Ruuko...."
Ruuko watch in dismay as the elderly bat rested its head on the pile of stone. His eyes drifted into nothingness, and his breathing slowed down rapidly. His remaining wing rested on his body, and he gave one final twitch before his body lay still on the stones forever, his eyes slowly turning pale.
Sharpstorm was dead.
"Farewell...."

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Nice to see you back
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Ruuko stared down at Sharpstorm's body in dismay. The pool of blood stained the bright grass to a dull red, and the trees suddenly began to wave slowly, as if the whole forest was filled with grief.
Why!? Out of all the bats out there.... Why Sharpstorm?! He was like farther to me!
Ruuko let out a sharp roar, and he watched as the owl flew away, their glimmering feathers glowing in the moonlight.
He suddenly realized what he had done.
"I should have guided the patrols to the temple... I should have went with them." Ruuko muttered to himself. His claws slowly began to sink into the dry earth.
Instead, I just ran off, to find my sister.... to only find out something that should have remained unheard...

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Anyone else?

.... Anyone?

Nice addition.

P.S. I've read all the ruuko story.
I've even read your Ebony story.

I actually regret making the Ebony story, because I no longer support the SpyroxCynder pairing. xD

Shaking his head, Ruuko stood up straight. He let out a deep breath he didn't realize he was holding, and he began to pad towards the clearing.
Don't you worry, Sharpstorm. I will make sure no other creature suffers the same fate. I will make sure they all retreat. This attack wasn't necessary, and the purple dragon is winning the battle.
Rearing onto his hind legs, he pushed through the scruffy undergrowth before him.

Sorry, that was really short... D:

Good part
but yeah, a bit short

It's because I'm having what you call a "Writers Block". The story kind of died on me, and I just can't think of any ideas. I know the main parts of the story, and the events and all, but I don't know how I'm going to write it, and lead into the next event.

I can wait
hope you go through the writers block

I can imagine what's happening in my head, but I'm just having trouble describing it in words...

Reaching into the clearing before him, Ruuko flapped his wings, taking off into the skies. He quickly landed into a tree right next to him, and he lay down in it's soft branches. Leaning over, he gazed out past the clearing, adjusting his eyes to the far away distance. He could make out a group of apes facing a young, puny dragon. His scales were bright, purple flickering all around him. His lips were drawn back in a snarl, his wings stretched behind his back.
The purple dragon!
Hugging the branch, Ruuko shuffled closer to the tip, and the branch bent over slightly. A growl rang deep inside his throat as he stared around the clearing. Spyro was fighting ruthlessly, smashing apes into trees, burning death hounds with scorching fire. Vine, the same ape who defeated Brokentooth, leaped onto the purple dragon, but to only get smashed into a pine tree.
Vine! Get out of there!
He wanted to face the purple dragon himself. He was ready for it, his strength built up, he could take the purple dragon on right now, but he forced himself to stay on the branch, were the Spyro can't spot him.
Don't be such a flea brain! If Spyro could defeat Cynder, you wouldn't stand a chance!
Rage burned in his belly. He had no idea how he was suppose order patrols to retreat without getting caught out by Spyro.
But Bark's patrol needs me...

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A group of bats fluttered past Ruuko's tree. Their sent filled Ruuko's nose, and the beating of wings made his branch rattle. Crawling back to the trunk, Ruuko rest his gaze upon the overlarge bats.
The rest of Sharpstorm's group.....
Suddenly, an idea hit him instantly, and he shot out of his tree. Flapping his wings violently to keep up with the bats, Ruuko let out a high pitched roar. One of the bats instantly turned around, and the others copied her movement like a wave.
"Ruuko!" The bat closest to him called out. "Thank goodness you're here! Sharpstorm left our group... we have no idea where he is." Her voice sounded cold amongst the chilly wind.
Ruuko lowered his head, his front paws clenched with fury.
"Sharpstorm is dead..." Ruuko whispered. "The purple dragon killed him."
A loud wail rose from the surrounding bats, their eyes filled with grief.
"Sharpstorm was a great bat.... he was so adventures when he was young, running into danger at every corner.... We will miss him deeply." A bat in spoke out amongst the rest.

Sorry, I was going to write a lot more, but I've got to go out... Which means no time for editing it ether. D:

Nice chapter, although I'm not sure if you should either make many short chapters or slower longer story, choose the one that's best for you. And don't feel pressured, we'll wait.

Thanks. It's not a chapter. And I was going to make that other part much longer, but I had to go out, like I've already said before....

“But nows not the time for grief. We got to help destroy the temple. Weed, collect as many boulders as you can, and take three other bats with you.”
Weed nodded and three bats randomly fluttered forward. They flew off in a heartbeat. Ruuko stared at the group in disbelieve.
“In other words, you don’t care?!” Ruuko snarled. Sharpstorm was the best bat he knew! How could they just forget he even existed?
The bat at the front of the small herd shook her head. Her tiny, black eyes were dusted with unknown shadows.
“Sharpstorm’s death is small compared to the rest of the pack. It wouldn’t make a difference if he died or not. We will just get a new bat to replace him. Many bats have his personality.” She muttered. She was about to say more, but a mottled bat fluttering next to her began to speak.
“But of course, you wouldn’t know that, Ruuko, because you ran out of the corruption beam months ago. You were getting corrupted, but you had the courage to disobey Gaul, and you flew out. A part of your softness still lives within you, and you’re only the size of a teenager, not an adult like you should be.” He spat. “Now, can we get going? More bats could be dying while we talk!”
Ruuko huffed with rage and lifted his front, left paw; ready to rake the mottled bat across his ears. But he thought better of it. This bat was right. While he was flying here, complaining, more creatures could be dying. But he knew he would never forget Sharpstorm. He was the only creature, besides Forest and Cynder, who showed him respect. Nodding, Ruuko followed them as the bats lead him to where Spyro was standing. No more apes were challenging Spyro, and his eyes were filled with determination. A golden speck fluttered around him. He was pushing a statue to a sparkling area, trying to open the cave.
He defeated Bark’s patrol!
Ruuko watched as Spyro opened the cave door, and he snorted as the little creature jumped onto a large platform in front of him.
Doesn’t he know how to fly?
Spyro stood in the middle of the platform and lowered his head.
What is he doing...?
Suddenly, the night sky was clouded with a light purple mist and streaks of crimson. His movement slowed right down, he had to use all the strength in his body to swiftly flap his wings.
"What's happening!?" Ruuko screeched. He was surprised when his voice came out deeper than usual, every word blurting out extremely slow.
Suddenly, the cloudy mist faded away, and the night sky came back. The purple dragon was gone, and the cave door was closed. He knew Spyro ran through the cave.
"What happened?" Ruuko repeated. All the bats turned around to glare at him, their eyes filled with fear. Ruuko flinched, his tail prickling all over.
"The purple dragon.... can master time.... He made time run a split second behind." A bat answered his question. As soon
"What do you mean?" Ruuko persisted. He was aware of Weed's small patrol returning with large, gritty boulders.
"He slowed it down, but at the same time, he made time fall behind, giving him the advantage. When he uses Dragon Time-that's the name of the move. Only gifted dragons can learn it from the Chronicler himself-he knows what his enemy would do before it really happens."
Ruuko stared at the cave which Spyro ran through. His belly still roaring with fury, like a forest fire burning on a hot day. He couldn't imagine what the purple dragon could do with this gift. But even though he could change time, Ruuko was still willing to face him. But not now. He has a pack to save.
"We need everyone to retreat." Ruuko muttered.

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"What!?" A random bat gasped. "You want everyone to retreat? But... but why!? Have you got a bee up your nose!?" Her lips drew up in a beginning of a snarl. "Or, are you scared?"
"I want to fight as much as any bat or ape!" Ruuko spat. "It's just that I promised Sharpstorm! He was our deputy, and he told me to make sure everyone retreats safely. Are you willing to disobey an order from your deputy, Red?"
Red glided to the front of the herd and halted in front of Ruuko, the tip of her nose almost touching Ruuko's muzzle. Her eyes were blazed with fury. Ruuko blinked, making sure he showed her the same rage burning within his eyes.
"Our deputy is dead!. I now have no deputy." Red snarled. "As far as I know, we don't have a deputy until Gaul appoints one." Fluttering backwards, she gave Ruuko a piercing glare, daring him to claw at her nose. Ruuko struggled to keep his paw dangling below him.
"That's true. But it appears you don't have a brain, or at least only have one the size of a chicken egg." Ruuko countered.
"My brain's fine, thanks."
"Look around you, Red! Many creatures are dying! The purple dragon already killed Sharpstorm, our deputy. He's defeated Bark's patrol as if he was hunting prey! He's a purple dragon! Purple dragons have powers we can't imagine! They're much more powerful than an ordinary dragon. He proved that when he defeated Cynder. Do you really think patrols of apes, death hounds, slugs and bats would stop him? All he has to do is breath fire, and do a couple of dances with his horns and feet, and they're all dead!" Ruuko couldn't hold back the fury creeping up through his throat. He must make this shaggy fur-ball listen.
Red took a couple of flaps back. Her jaw dropped open, Ruuko knew she was speechless.
"Ruuko is right. Even though I would love to stay and fight, it's obvious we won't win. We should call the rest of the patrols back." It was Weed who spoke. He, and the three bats holding boulders, dropped the large rocks swiftly to the ground. A massive explosion was caused, followed by a bright flicker of flames. "At least they have something to remember us by. It will take at least a month to repair all this damage. I know, it seems like we're weak, but we will just lose anyway. Remember the fight we had with the purple dragon a couple of months ago, in Tall Plains? We fought him on that boat violently. We did everything we can, and even though failure on our side was rising, we were too stubborn to give up. Eventually, all the apes were ether killed or thrown overboard, and only I and and couple of bats escaped. That was our punishment for being so stubborn. Sometimes it's best to give in. Should we risk it again, just because there might be a slim chance of hope left? The purple dragon believes we're idiotic, he believes we don't know what's right and what's wrong. We should show him our greatness, by having the intelligence to retreat."
All the bats around him nodded in agreement. Ruuko was amazed at how well Weed spoke. Ruuko was trying to say the same thing all along, but Weed just shot the words right out of his mouth. Now he can save his breath. He suddenly realized that while the apes, death hounds and other creatures were battle hungry, most of the bats were more wise and clever, always thinking first before rushing into a fight. However, they certainty don't care if a well known bat dies.
"So, what should we do, Ruuko?" Red asked.
"What?"
"You're the organizer. It's your duty to organize what everyone should do, as well as organize the packs. It's not the deputy's role to do everything."
"Ah, right." Ruuko's mind began to spin. He had to think fast, memorizing what every bat needs to do. "Red, lead your group off bats to the other side of that cave." Ruuko pointed the tip of his tail to the cave that Spyro ran through. "Warn everyone around the middle of the temple to retreat. However, Weed, you stay with me. Claw and Bone, you two will also stay with me. We will fly to the entrance of the temple and force both, Whitewater and Blare's group to retreat." Ruuko swiftly flew past the group of bats, but he couldn't resist taking a quick glance behind him. He was glad to see Weed, Claw and Bone following him, while Red and the rest of her group began to flutter to the other side of the cave.
"Ruuko, you do realized you're going the wrong way, right?" Weed muttered.
Ruuko halted immediately, Weed crashing into him from behind.
"Oh... right, I knew that." Ruuko instantly turned around, fluttering in the opposite direction. Red stared at him as he flew past her again.

Awesome chapter, glad you're back.

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Chapter 16:

Spyro walked slowly through a clearing full of vines. He had past through the cave rather easily. Only a few apes challenged him, the rest fell to their deaths after the earth crumbled beneath them. Panting a little, Spyro stared up towards the night sky. A bat silently flew past him, quickly dropping a large bomb on top of a pile of vines. Tiny sparks of flames remained, but they disappeared in a couple of heartbeats.
I will not let you destroy anymore of this temple! Spyro roared inside. He padded towards were the vines shattered. It left a small opening to another clearing. Spyro could sense apes nearby, and two apes jumped out immediately, running towards him. Spyro knew they were unaware of his appearance. Two large spiders jumped down from a high ledge and landed on top of the apes, killing them instantly. Disgusted, Spyro stared at Spark, who stared back at him, his arms raised and his eyes filled with confusion.

Running towards the spiders, Spyro lowered his horns, ready to charge into the spider closest to him. However, the spider further away shot out piercing ice from its rear. Spyro had no time to dodge, and he was covered in ice within a heartbeat. Breaking free from the ice, Spyro imidantly shot out a scorching flame from his mouth, burning both the spiders. Before they had time to fight back, Spyro pierced them both in the chest with a Comet Dash, instantly killing them both.
Instantly revived by the gems, which flowed out of the spiders, Spyro padded towards the other end of the clearing, his heart racing.
Ignitus, Volteer, Terrador and Cyril... I wounder if they're okay...
He halted in front of a beautiful waterfall, flaming both torches quickly, which opened up yet another cave. Jumping to the top of the waterfall, Spyro bashed his horns into the bright green gem. Smaller shards sprouted around him, and he felt his manna return as the gems absorbed into him. Gliding back to the dry ground, he charged through the cave gate, but to only bash into a large torch. Lighting it up, Spyro ran through the cave, Sparx buzzing behind him. He stopped as he appeared in front of a large space in the cave. Bright pink flowers hung over the walls, and pools of water dotted the corners of the area. Spyro look up, a group of bats were howling loudly, flying across the gate. They had no boulders to drop.
What are they doing?
Spyro saw a group of apes flee at the corner of his eye. Padding forward, Spyro stopped in the center of the large space.

A large gate stood before him, two death hounds an an ape racing through the gate to meet him.
How much more do I have to keep this up? Spyro thought, feeling his mouth gap open. He stared at Sparx, who looked like he wanted to flee.
We can't just run now, Sparx. We have to fight. Well, I have to fight
Quickly dodgeing a bite to the neck. He turned around to see a death hound circling him. Spyro instantly used dragon time as the creature dashed out to attack. Now, the death hound's fast movement was replaced with slow, clumsy movement.
Alright, Dragon Time, it's time to show me your stuff.
Spyro dodge a death blow to his chest. Swiping his paw out swiftly, Spyro got his claw caught in the death hound's fur. He scrambled up onto the death hound's back and stabbed his horns into it's back. The death hound howled in pain as blood gushed out, forming a pool beneath it. The ape slowly ran towards Spyro, it's club swaying swiftly. He pushed out his horns from the death hound's back and quickly bit the ape's staff. Spyro knew the Dragon Time began run out. Yanking his head upwards, he knocked the staff out of the ape's hand and threw it across the cave. He jumped off the dead death hound's back and breathed fire at the ape. Letting go of Dragon Time, he felt time began to quicken it's pace. Two bodies lay dead in front of him, and he watched as they disappeared into nothingness, getting replaced by shattered gems, which quickly absorbed into his scaled. A death hound remained in the clearing, but it turned tail and fled through the gate. Spyro decided not to give chase, padding over to the gate, which opened as he padded over to it.

Spyro began lighting up the next lot of torches, which led him towards another clearing. Spyro could see a pair of apes behind the walls, but they instantly jumped away into the distance.
What is going on?
Trying to ignore it, Spyro smashed his horns into the gems surrounding him. He felt his tired legs gain strength once more.
Vines began to surround him as he padded to the next clearing. Smashing the vines that led him to the clearing, Spyro padded to the center of the narrow tunnel. The ground began to crumble beneath him, and he quickly ran towards the other end of the tunnel, which led him to a large crack in the earth.


I know I've changed some things, like getting rid of most of the enemies but it's mainly because I can't be bothered to describe all the fights.

Awesome chapter, I knew you could do it.

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