darkSpyro

"You must stay together no matter what...as I grow weaker, you grow stronger and if you seperate, the light and the dark will be gone forever...it is my time...to leave...this planet...but be strong and...remember the truce..."
"Father! Don't go!" shouted a small orange and gold dragon. She was very young.
"I must. It is my time...stay together..." rasped the older dragon, a shocking match to the young dragon.
"What will I do without you?"
"Light, you will be light. Just as your name says, you will take control over the sun, just as Shadow will protect the night....goodbye..."
"Nooo!!!!!"

"Light!" A voice as cold as the darkest night growled from the darkest corner of the cave. "Wake up. You're dreaming again."
The orange dragon sat up. "Sorry," she mumbled. "I had a bad dream."
"I don;t care!" Shadow yowled, padding around the side of the cave where the night never met the day.