darkSpyro

Waait.. What chapter was that? Oh yah, 37..

It's all in the chapter. In my story, the recorded history of Avalar consists of "eras". In short, each era means a lifespan of a purple dragon.
When the oldest purple dragon dies, next era begins, and so on..
There are seven in total, (Spyro is seventh, Malefor sixth) I saw it from the final cutscene of DotD.
Got that now?

I'll start to write more of the story now, but it'll be awhile before it'll be finished.

Got nothing to say, here's more!

Chapter 48.

Cynder walked down the corridor to the hall, there she bumped to Hunter, who was just about to leave..
"Ah, hey Cynder!" Hunter said with a surprised tone."I see you have calmed down a bit from our last meeting."
"Yeah, some rest really helped." Cynder said, and smiled. She tried to sound happy, even though she knew what Hunter had come to tell..
"Listen, Cynder.. There is something I'd need to tell you." Hunter said.
"Yes?" Cynder said, she wanted to hear Hunter say it..
"I.. I have made a really big desicion in these past days.." Hunter said.
"Go on, I'm listening." Cynder said, acting like she didn't know what he had to say..
"I, well.. It's about my people. They're leaving, and they need my help.." Hunter said.
"So?" Cynder replied.
"Well, it wasn't an easy desicion, but I have chosen to leave with them, they need my help more than you do.. After all, you're safe here, and not going to leave.." Hunter said.
"Oh.." Cynder said,"You're wrong there, Hunter.. I am going to leave.."
"What?" Hunter asked, "Why, you don't even know where Spyro is!"
"I had this dream, about Spyro.. He was in the mountains. Also, there was some sort of altar there.. I think he has found it Hunter.." Cynder said.
"Do you know where it is?" Hunter asked.
"I believe I can find it. I've had other dreams too. It's like part of my sould left with Spyro." Cynder said.
"Then you need to tell it to the guardians! They can help!" Hunter said.
Cynder thought about it for a minute.. Then decided.
"Yeah.. I guess that would be best.. Lets go!" She said.
They both left towards the hall, that was nearby. Hunter didn't like the way Cynder acted.
"Something is wrong. She is thinking about something" Hunter thought.

When the two reached Cyril, he gave a nasty look at Hunter. Cynder approached him and said.
"Hunter told me you can help, I think I know where Spyro is.." Cynder said.
"You do?" Cyril said, "How?"
"I saw a dream about him, and it seemed so real.." Cynder said.
"Dreams have a tendecy to feel real, Cynder.." Cyril said.
"I know, but It's like I had this.. Strange link to him. Everything he does, and feels. It's like I feel the same.. I can't quite explain it.." Cynder said.
"What do you have to lose, Cyril?.." Hunter said.
"Lives, cheetah. These kind of thigs are not to be played with.." Cyril said.
"Please, you said you could help.. You need Spyro just as much as I" Cynder said.
For a moment Cyril thought about it, he felt like he could trust Cynder, but wasn't quite sure..
"Okay.. "He said," I can use my influence to send a scout patrol. But the information has to be precise.. Now tell me."
"I will, if you promise me something.." Cynder said.
"What?" Hunter said," Cynder, what is this?"
"Yes?" Cyril asked.
"Promise me you let me go with them.." Cynder said with a serious look in her face..

Ok, more in two days again..

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Easily one of the best spyro fanfictions in the world

Oh, thank you..

Yesterday I wondered how my fic would do, if there were a poll (or topic) with "the best fanfic on the site?" question..

I'd say it would do fine, so many nice readers I've got here..

Yeh, how is that possible? Do I keep the fandom alive all by myself?!

Edit: I mean, it seems a lot of fics are dying out all the time.. Fandom is just losing readers..

Well, the story always stays on top, so I guess that helps a bit..

And there are alredy nine pages at my topic.. But that can be both good and bad. Some people don't really care to read so much..

Well, I'd rather start reading when a story is still short, but I can read a long while..

When do you start writing yours?

Agh, too bad..

tomorrow.. don't worry..

Thanks dragonlover! Here's a new chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter 49.

"What?!" Hunter said, "That's insane Cynder, it's dangerous out there!"
"Weren't you the one that said we threated her like a child a moment ago?" Cyril said. He turned his face to Cynder, and said: "Very well, I turst that you are able to take care of yourself.. You may go with them."
"I.. I can?.." Cynder said, "I mean of cource, thank you Cyril.."
"But.." Hunter said, "Then I will come with you!"
"Weren't you about to leave too?" Cyril asked him.
"I thought that you would keep Cynder safe here!"
"Well then, leave.. I'm sure your people will be delighted to hear the news.." Cyril said, and walked away..
A akward silence occurred.
"I believe I should thank you Hunter.." Cynder said.
"Why is that?" Hunter replied angrily.
"I think he let me go just to piss you off.." Cynder said, "He doesn't really like you.."

Back at the northern mountains, Spyro woke up from his sleep. He had decided to stay near the shrine, because it was the only warm place nearby that he was aware of..
Spyro was worried about Cynder, he had seen a dream, where she had had troubles back in Warfang..
Spyro didn't quite know what to do, he had already found the shrine, and only know had learned that he couldn't use it without the help of Cynder..
"But Cynder is dead?.." Spyro thought, "I killed her.."
Spyro rose up to his feet, there was no point in waiting here, even though it seemed to be the easiest choise..
He was getting hungry, and thirsty.. Not to mention the lust for some company. He hadn't seen anyone in these few days..
With the help of warm air from below, Spyro flew up into the sky. He couldn't see around him, so he could't make out where he should be heading..
Behind him, the mountains were only getting taller, so he thought that he must be facing south..
He left, with no knowledge of whenether this was the right path, or not..

Moar in two days. Now, behave yourself!

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turst

Trust?

Yay, i laughed for Hunter

Yes, it should have meant to be trust.. Thanks for comments everyone!

And more you shall have!
(Woohoo! 50 chapters! A major milestone!)

Chapter 50.

Spyro flew over the snowy plains and cliffs, the clouds had faded away from before him, and he could clearly see the lush, warm forests in the horizon..
His trek here had been awfully hard, and he was worried about could he make it back, he hadn't had food or drink in many days..
Then, like a blessing from the ancestors, Spyro saw some movement to the west..
A distant shadow moved slowly, even from this far, Spyro could see it was not an enemy..
Approaching it, Spyro noticed it was a caribu, propably separated from it's herd by something..
"An easy target, it's a shame to kill innocent creatures, but I'm starving.." Spyro thought..
He got even closer, and then, saw something appear from bedind the snowy hills.
"Grublins?.. What are they doing in the mountains.." Spyro thought..
A small swarm of grublins were following the animal, whitch had a great trouble trying to run away in deep snow. And were gaining on it, fast..
One of the grublins dug out a small, crude hand crossbow, and shot the caribu to it's leg.
The animal fell down to the snow, and stopped moving..
Grublins hadn't yet seen Spyro, who was already near. He took a deep dive towards them, and sliced a deep wound to one of the grublins, with his tail.
Soon, the grublins noticed Spyro, they started to harass him with spears and clubs.
Spyro was running out of options, he couldn't use his powers, and if he got near, he'd get stabbed..
Then he came up with an idea. Spyro dived deep into the snow, and strated digging towards the grublins. They were spinning around, trying to see where the dragon would reappear.
One by one, the grublins were pulled under the snow, and strangled alive by Spyro, then he made his way up from the snow..
The caribu was alredy dead, the runaway had weakened it's powers, and it couldn't deal with the blood loss..
"At least I'm getting something to eat.." Spyro thought, and started to rip the body open..

Now, with food in he's belly, he felt warm, and ready for anything..
He's trip should have continued to south, but insteaad, he decided to go see where the grublins came from.
By following the caribu's footprints backwards, he should be able to track them..
Spyro had a quick rest, and left towards a new destination..

More in two days, or I dunno..
It may be that I'm going to look at the story a bit, and then think about how it continues..
But anyhow, you're going to have more soon.

Indeed, you don't really see Spyro (or any other character) taking care of their common needs often..
I have thought of that too, of cource he needs to feed, sleep, or/and in any other way, take care of himself..

Ooh.. Nice.. I mean, thanks!

I'll write more tomorrow!