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Author's notes:

HEY! I'm back!

Sorry for the long wait in this chapter. Collage had been hard and time consuming, as well as work. Not having the will to write at some moments does not help either. But I have finally finished this chapter.

I hope that it is well worth the wait.

Disclaimer stuff and copyright.

Enjoy.

Oh.......... one more thing. If you are under 18.... please get out....... even if it is a small scene.

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The Legend of Spyro: Origins_Chapter 21

They took flight and the three dragons started their way back to Warfang. The humans followed behind on the ground with their vehicles. The group had left with high spirit and with a sense of heart purity, except Ramirez.

He had fumed for a while form the insolent little dragon who had dared to rob him. He had tried to find Torch. He had looked everywhere in the small time they had before they left, but the small dragon seemed to have vanished. The defeated human could only return to the vehicle when they were about to leave.

However that action had displeased him, it was in the past, and he allowed himself a chuckle or two when the topic came to be mentioned.

That was good, because an hour after they had left, the radio the humans had given Spyro before they began moving, crackled to life.

"Lieutenaaaaaaaant. We have found a stowaway in our vehicle" Spyro head Jason say.

"Say again!" Parker answered.

"We got ourselves an unexpected passenger"

"What? Who?" Spyro said trough his radio, making Shockwave and Cynder look at him in surprise.

"What is it?" Cynder asked.

"The humans say they got an unexpected passenger"

"What? Who could it be?" Shockwave seemed puzzled as he looked down, to where the human's vehicles were.

When Spyro repeated the question trough the radio, Jason refused to answer, saying it was better to come and see. Being very curious about this mystery, the trio of dragon glided rather fast toward where the two human's transports had stopped.

"What the hell is this all about?" Sergeant Jackson asked as he stepped down for his vehicle.

"Sir" Jason said. "Come here and look"

Jason went back to the vehicle and opened its rear end. Spyro saw that inside were many supplies and other things from all of the human equipment.

"What's in there?" Spyro asked, not seeing anything out of the ordinary.

But before Jason could answer, Spyro caught a glimpse of something red moving. His eyes snapped towards it as the red thing buried and hid in all the supplies.

However, Shockwave identified what was the thing in there... or rather, who.

"Torch?!" Shockwave was genuinely surprised when he said the little dragon's name.

At the mention of his name, the little's dragons head popped from behind a small carte inside of the vehicle. At seeing a friendly face amidst the strange environment, Torch leapt from the vehicle and ran towards Shockwave.

Spyro, as well as everyone else, was surprised at the strange and unexpected appearance of the small, and full of mischief, dragon.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" Shockwave asked, surprised at the appearance of the small dragon.

Torch looked up at Shockwave and piped an incomprehensible sentence.

"Why did you hide in the vehicle Torch?" Shockwave sighed.

"So, what now?" Jason asked.

"We have no choice; we have the return him to the dragon clan" Parker answered. "They might be desperate trying to find him"

"You mean, go back again? All the way?" Douglas asked with disbelief.

"We have to"

The humans groaned at the notion of going back to where they had just left. Frankly, Spyro wasn't thrilled at the prospect either. But it had to be done.

Just then, Ramirez stepped forward, toward little Torch. The small dragon noticed the sudden movement and turned to look at him. Ramirez gave a smile that spoke volumes of what he had in mind. Nothing good, that was for sure. Torch, when he saw and identified Ramirez, looked guilty for the first time in his otherwise innocent expression.

He knew.

Ramirez started to take some deliberately slow steps toward Torch as his eyes grew wider. Torch lifted his gaze as he followed the human that slowly approached, and began to show a fearful expression of what the human will do.

Ramirez stopped just in front of Torch as he snapped his fingers. The small dragon just gave an audible gulp.

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Spyro walked in the cobbled streets of Warfang in a depressed mood. They had arrived two days ago at mid afternoon, much to the elation of the citizens. The humans had left to report to Colonel Flanning while Spyro reported to Terrador and the other guardians.

Spyro had told them they had found the group, and of what they talked about. Spyro also mentioned the ape attack and what they had been looking for. And worse... who they were working for. Spyro guessed who the 'master' was, but he hoped he was wrong.

The guardians were very disturbed by this, and began asking Spyro, Cynder and Shockwave question after question. After the guardians had finished with them, they started talking of possible actions. Whatever this new evil was, they could only prepare for the worst. Spyro heard the guardians talking of sending scouts to do some reconnaissance, and start preparing for another war, and possibly another siege.

After that, the purple dragon went looking for his foster brother, Sparx, who was also searching for their missing family. They had originally intended to travel together in their search for Shockwave's nomad clan, but after they had found what had happened to the swamp, their previous home, they separated in order to cover more ground in their search for their parents. Spyro really hoped that Sparx had better luck at finding a clue of their parents' fate than Spyro had.

When he found him, they stood staring at each other for a few moments. The unspoken question was sent and received by both of them. Spyro knew by the look in Sparx eyes, that the dragonfly hoped that Spyro had better luck than he did.

Their parents remained missing.

Sparx told Spyro of what he had done while they were apart. The dragonfly had asked the guardians if they could do anything to help in his search. They had agreed to make questions in other cities that might know something, but nothing had come up yet. Even Hunter, his cheetah friend, had gone to Avalar Valley to investigate in the populace there.

Depressed and tired from the journey, Spyro went to his room to rest until morning. Although he wanted to remain unmolested in his own room, Cynder arrived. She had managed to lift his spirits somewhat and she even managed to force him to eat something.

Next morning, the sun had risen again past the horizon and Spyro, along with Sparx, began asking questions in the big city. They kept their search for the missing family of dragonflies. Cynder, being true to her word of helping them, accompanied them too. But their luck hadn't changed for the better.

Also, the next day, they spent the morning searching; and when noon arrived and the group didn't have any luck in their search. That's why Spyro was downcast.

"Spyro..." Cynder tried to talk get his hopes up, "You must not quit. Not many know of dragonflies, and they are small enough for people to miss their movements"

"I resent that" Sparx retorted, his usually sarcastic self was back, although not that strong.

"But it seems such an impossible task" Spyro said. "It's such a big world"

"Everyone said that it was impossible to defeat me when I was the Terror of the Skies" Cynder said a little bit too serious. This caught the attention of Spyro. "Everyone said it was impossible to defeat Malefor, the Darkmaster; and yet, against all odds, we succeeded. If we managed to do the impossible, we can surely find your family"

Spyro digested what she said and had to agree that it was true. Everything seemed so dark and with no exit on both occasions. But; after a lot of suffering and sacrifice, he had managed to save the world on both occasions. If he could do that, surely he could find where his parent where.

"You are right, Cynder" Spyro replied.

"Of course I am" she agreed with a faint smile on her face.

"It's just that I am too worried about them. I always do when someone I care for in danger"

"And that is why I like you so much. But you worry too much"

Spyro gave a half smile at that. Cynder knew her batter than anyone else and she was a source of wisdom in trouble times. She also was the voice of reason when Spyro was going to do something rash and stupid.

They continued their walking across the streets. Warfang had been under a great deal of reconstruction after the siege. Many building that once were damaged had been repaired and the once proud towers were being reconstructed.

The small leisure walk they were taking was peaceful. Their path took them to a garden where plenty of flowers were cultivated, and where the green sprung from the ground, and some trees provided shade when a couple wished to get out of the sun.

"Come on! Let's enjoy the peace in this place" Cynder giggles as she stared to walk feaster towards an out-of-the-view tree.

Spyro, with a smile of his own, dashed after her. Sparx only hovered over one spot, shaking his head as he saw his younger brother play.

They chased each other around the garden for a while in their game of tag. Neither of them wanted to take the game to the air, since both of them liked the way the grass felt under their paws, as well as they liked the scent of flowers in the air. Besides, they wanted some privacy.

They laughed with delight at the simple game as if it was the funniest thing in the world.

When they got tired of chasing each other and their game of tag ended, both of them settled under the shade of a tree. Cynder leaned her body against Spyro as he stood strong and proud, bearing her weigh against him. The cool air of the afternoon blew past them and cooled them down from all the exercise.

"This is a beautiful moment" Cynder said.

"Yes it is" Spyro agreed whole heartedly.

She looked up at him and he looked back at her. The look on each other's eyes spoke of adoration for the other soul they shared this moment with. Both of them gave a sheepish smile. As if driven by an unseen and powerful force, but of them started to get closer to each other, staring at each other, not that they wanted to impede this unseen force.

Both of them closed their eyes as they inched their way forward, toward each other. Then, they met their lips in a kiss.

Without waiting for her consent, and feeling the tremendous urge, Spyro's tongue forward and started to lick her tongue inside her mouth. Cynder's eyes shot open and she became rigid at the sudden intrusion, but in seconds, her body relaxed and started to enjoy it. She moaned at the sudden and unexpected pleasure.

Cynder, after the new sensations started to dim everything that surrounded her, welcomed the invading piece of flesh in her mouth with a sinuous and yet teasing dance of her own tongue. The passion being brighter and hotter at the act, allowed Spyro slowly moved his paws to grabbed Cynder's head and bring more pressure upon their kiss.

Spyro touched and traced slowly Cynder's teeth with his own tongue, feeling every point and every tooth that crossed his way. He allowed Cynder's own tongue to explore his mouth when she tried to make her way to him. When both of them finished exploring, both tongues met in the middle and started to coil around each other, trying to bring the most pleasure out of them both.

When the need for air was too great, both of them separated and gasped, brining the cool air to their lungs.

Both of them panted a little bit form the sudden, yet very pleasurable experience, as they started at each other.

"Wow! That was..." Spyro whispered.

"Incredible!" Cynder finished his thought.

Both of them smiled at each other and brought their lips together once again, bringing the dance inside their mouths back.

"Oh... I think I'm going to puke" Sparx complained as he saw them.

Spyro and Cynder broke their kiss immediately. They had completely forgotten about the dragonfly in their moment. Both of them were somewhat embarrassed at the show they had given Sparx.

"Uhhh... could we have a few moments" Spyro said a little embarrassed.

Sparx just continued to hover there without saying anything, looking a little serious about the whole situation.

"Alone?" Spyro tried to give a hint.

Sparx gave an over exaggerated blink.

"Please?" Spyro asked. "Come on Sparx!" Spyro complained. "Leave us alone for a while"

"No one appreciates me or what I try to do" Sparx finally exclaimed as he raised his hand in the air helplessly.

"You now that is not true" Spyro protested. "We both really appreciate you"

"Hmph!" Sparx huffed. "Fine! I'll give you your 'alone' time" he fumed as he slowly flew away.

Spyro and Cynder watched as the yellow orb of light that was the dragonfly, disappear around the bushes until he was out of sight.

Cynder gave a small sigh of contentment as he reclined her weight against Spyro and rested her head against his shoulder. Spyro, for his part, could not complain of what she did as he draped a wing around her, covering from the outside as well as brining her closer to him. He also reclined his head against her, so his head was in contact with Cynder's.

Cynder gave another sigh of contentment as she felt though her scales the warmth the body of Spyro emanated.

"Such peace..." Cynder whispered.

If any such words could describe what both felt at the moment, and that of what surrounded them... those were the words.

They spent who knows how long in that position: Cynder reclining against Spyro, while he covered her with a wing. The cool noon breeze that came rushing though the garden enveloped them. The scent of flowers impregnated the air, as the slow wind released their fragrances for the two lovers. The sunlight made his presence known as it filtered though the leaves of the tree under which the two lovers sat. The rusting of the leaves made harmonious music as that same breeze moved them.

Both of them stood there, content only by having each other presence near as the harmony of the garden surrounded them. A source of confront and peace.

Such peace...

They were beginning to dose off, when the harmony of the place was stuttered by a twig snapping.

Both Spyro's and Cynder's head snapped toward the sound, breaking their intimate positions. When Cynder saw the cause of the disruption of the harmony, she gave a low growl in irritation and anger.

Glacia stood there, near the two lovers.

"What are YOU doing here?" Cynder asked menacing.

Glacia shot Cynder a really cold look before disappearing and her usually 'spoiled princess' look came back to her.

"Why Cynder... I just wanted to welcome Spyro back from his journey" he said somewhat nonchalantly.

"Well, you just have" Cynder said coldly. She couldn't wait for Glacia to leave them alone.

"And remain ignorant of all the things that he did while he was away? He traveled far and long; and I'm sure something must have happened of interest. You traveled far and endured many hardships in his journey. Something must have happened. Won't you tell me, Spyro?" she asked with a somewhat innocent expression.

"Uhh..." Spyro hesitated. He took a quick glance at Cynder and saw her staring back with a murderous look. "Uhhh. There is not much to tell really" he said, hoping to avoid any conflict.

"Come on!" Glacia complained as she moved at an astonishing speed and positioned herself next to Spyro and reclined against him. "Tell me everything" she said in a seductive whisper.

Now, Spyro found himself in an uncomfortable position. He was trapped between to dragoness wanting his attention. On his left, was Cynder; and on his right, Glacia, reclining against him. Cynder had receded from her position reclining against Spyro when Glacia had appeared, but now, Glacia was trying to make as much body contact with him as possible. Spyro, feeling uncomfortable with the situation, tried to lean away from Glacia as much as he could without moving from his spot.

Meanwhile, Cynder was seething with envy. Her jealousy and disgust were sky high, in realms she had never felt before. Her marvelous and wonderful moment with Spyro had been ruined with the sudden appearance of the second dragon she hated the most! And now... this sorry excuse of a dragoness had dared... DARED... not only ruin her wonderful and peaceful moment, but intrude on it as well... AND recline against Spyro when she perfectly knew what both of them were doing before Glacia arrived.

Cynder's eyes were ablaze and one could nearly see the inner fire from them as if it fire ball were ready to shoot out of them. Her murderous and full of rage look was something that world send even the most strong hearted people fleeing away in terror. If her fear element manifested itself from her eyes, this would be it.

Spyro was beginning to really become nervous.

"Come on! What happened of interest?" Glacia urged. "Where did you go?"

Spyro turned to look at Cynder, hoping that she would come with any ideas; but Cynder was too angry to think straight. She was hyperventilating as her gaze was fixed solely on Glacia.

"Uhhh...." Spyro tried to think. "Well... I... I mean, we got sent out to do a mission for the guardians and..."

"A mission from the guardians?" Glacia feigned surprise. "Ohhh... how exciting! To be entrusted with such an important mission"

By every second, Cynder's self restrain was breaking under the intense pounding it was receiving from all the actions and words spoken by Glacia. It would not be long before it gave away.

"I... ah... uhm... it was not... that much of a really important mission. It was just a search for some dragon with the help of the humans"

"Hmmm... not only a brave and adventurous warrior; but also a good leader"

And then, Glacia gave a small lick on Spyro's chin.

Cynder's eyes shot open as her self-restraint shattered completely at such an action. This was the huge drop that spilled the overflowing glass of water.

'THAT'S IT!!!' she yelled inside her mind.

Cynder stood up and moved her body between Spyro and Glacia. Both dragons seemed suspired at her sudden appearance between, but Cynder didn't care. She pushed Glacia away from Spyro using her own body.

Glacia was shoved with so much strength and, been in the position she had been, couldn't keep her paws under her. She fell to the ground with a 'thump'.

However, the aggression was not meant to be harmful, because Glacia stood up and shot a dirty look at Cynder with cold eyes.

What is your problem?" she asked coldly.

"You are my problem!" Cynder shot back just as cold.

Glacia gave a long and low hiss at her words. But Cynder wasn't finished.

"You have been too trouble and too much of an annoyance since you arrived. You have been doing everything you want without regard for the others"

"You are just jealous that Spyro likes my company" Glacia snarled.

"He was perfectly well before you arrived with me"

"I don't know why he insists on keeping seeing such a low life as you. Why... you are the 'Terror of the Skies', 'The Black Serpent', Malefor Greatest General! I can't even imagine what he sees in you"

"He sees something past the surface of what everyone else sees; something greater that you could even begin comprehend"

As the two dragonesses continued their verbal attacks, Spyro, had retreated some steps, taken aback by the hostility both females showed each other. The dragoness seemed to have forgotten that he was there as they spoke of him.

But the situation was heating up rapidly. Soon, it would escalate to the part that blows may be released.

"Calm down!" Spyro tried to placate the enraged dragonesses, but they were not paying him attention. "Girls... please, calm down!"

He was being completely ignored as the two dragonesses were growling, snarling and shouting nasty things to the other. Spyro looked frantically from one dragoness to the other as each of them spoke harsh words. He still tried to calm the two of them, but it was being a futile effort.

"You are a stuck-up, spoiled, full-of-herself dragoness. Why... the only person you ever care about is you. It's no wonder no one likes your company" Cynder said a little bit coldly.

"Listen to me you little bitch..." Glacia started to say in anger.

"ENOUGH!" Spyro shouted as he put himself between the two opposing forces.

Both dragonesses seemed surprised at his sudden interruption and appearance, but neither of them said anything.

"This arguing is pointless!" Spyro exclaimed as he looked at both dragonesses.

"Yes it is" Glacia agreed wholeheartedly as he got closer to Spyro. "This one is not worth my time. Come on, Spyro, let's go somewhere that has not been tainted with her presence" she said with an air of nobility that Cynder detested so much.

Glacia moved her tail and tried to wrap it around Spyro's foreleg, gently tugging in indication that they should go.

"Huh? What?" Spyro asked confused as he felt the tugging in his foreleg.

But Cynder saw this, and she was not letting Spyro go that easily. She moved forward and raised a paw with the intention on stomping Glacia's tail to make it release Spyro. She brought it down with all her might, trying to cause the spoiled dragoness as much pain as she could.

"GAH!!!" Glacia gave a squawk in pain and surprise as she felt her tail being crushed. She released Spyro's foreleg in the when the sudden impact came. Glacia turned with a murderous look at the one who had offended her, and her rage intensified when she saw Cynder snickering.

"Come on Spyro" Cynder said to the still confused purple dragon. "We don't have to stay here to have a good time"

Cynder moved next to Spyro and tried to guide him away from the place. He looked at her with wide eyes, but he followed as she started to walk away.

"NO!"Glacia shouted in rage as she saw Spyro move away from her.

She moved forward and tried get between Cynder and Spyro. Glacia shoved Cynder away, making her tumble back to the ground. Getting up from her position, Cynder turned to look at Glacia with murder in her eyes.

But Cynder had enough. With a small growl, she ran with all her might the small distance that separated them and head butted the ice dragoness square in the chest, sending her away and rolling on the ground. Slowly, the ice dragoness got up and turned to look at Cynder, emanating a soft and deep growl in her throat.

She dashed forward with the intent of talking Cynder to the ground, but with her agility and her refined reflexes from all the battles she had been in, Cynder evaded the attack with a side jump. But as Glacia sped past, she used her tail to smack Cynder in the face.

Glacia turned back once she stopped her momentum to look at Cynder and she snickered when she saw the small wound she had caused on her. Cynder turned to look back at the one who had injured, crouching in a fighting position as Glacia did. Both contestants looked at each other.

Spyro realized too late that the situation had spiraled out of control.

"Oh no!" he whispered before both dragonesses jumping toward each other.

They collided in midair and felt o the ground, where they tried to slash at the other. But they separated after a few moments and stood up.

"Girls... please, stop!" Spyro yelled to no avail as both dragonesses started slowly circling one another.

Glacia suddenly flung herself forward and Cynder crouched to receive her. Glacia feigned that she would attack from the left and catching Cynder off guard, when Glacia struck from the right. Cynder gasped in pain as the ice dragoness claws raked across the black scales of Cynder, making three long gashed. Then, Glacia pounced on Cynder as she still recovered from the attack, and pinned her to the ground. Cynder tried desperately to get up, but the weight of the bigger Glacia kept her pinned.

Spyro tried to interfere and break them up, but as he got closer, a tail from one of the two females lashed unconsciously and hit him in the face. He took some steps backward as he recovered from the hit.

Just as Glacia was to attack again on the downed Cynder, she lashed with her tail blade, stabbing Glacia on the shoulder. This caused her to recoil and give a few steps back as blood dripped from the wound. This gave enough room for Cynder to free herself and take a few steps away before facing her opponent again.

Cynder realize that Glacia was bigger in size and physically stronger than her, due to ice dragoness being older; but not by much. In a wrestle match, such as Glacia had intended just a few moments ago, Cynder would more likely lose. Cynder needed to use her agility and speed to stay away from being entangled, where Glacia could cause some damage.

As if to prove Cynder's reasoning, Glacia launched herself at Cynder at a fast pace, but she defy avoided the charge and slashed with her claws at Glacia's face. But Cynder underestimated Glacia's speed. She avoided her slash and tackled Cynder, making her loose her footing and fall on her back.

Glacia used that opportunity to jump atop Cynder, and with a roar, she bit into her shoulder. Cynder screamed in pain as she felt the teeth sink in her body. But before any more damage could be done, Cynder slammed her four paws up to Glacia's underbelly, making her release her grip and pushing her away. Cynder then stood up and turned to face the Glacia, who was standing up.

Cynder gave a quick look on the wound upon her shoulder. The bite marks could be seen! Several holes could be seen upon her flesh, indication that Glacia's teeth had pierced her scales. The injury stung upon Cynder's shoulder as blood tricked down her leg.

Turning back her attention on Glacia, Cynder gave a low and menacing hiss.

Now it was her turn.

"Please, you don't have to fight!" Spyro yelled as he got between the two fighters, but he was completely ignored.

With speed that rivaled the fastest of being upon this world, Cynder went around Spyro and ran toward Glacia. The ice dragoness was surprised by this sudden and direct attack that she lowered her guard. Cynder dashed past Glacia, giving her a long gash upon her side.

Glacia snarled in pain at the injury she had sustained; as she turned to face Cynder again. Only thing is that Cynder had broken suddenly to her right and continue running. She was just out of reach form Glacia's attacks as she ran around the ice dragoness.

Glacia was turning her head, following the fast movements of Cynder; but there was a moment when her neck would into turn any longer and had to turn her head all the way to the opposite direction to continue her watch on her.

But on that particular moment, Cynder dashed forward again, using Glacia's blind spot to attack. She moved forward and gave another slash, this one on her rear leg. Before Glacia could retaliate, Cynder moved safely away from her once again.

Cynder skidded to a halt as she turned to face Glacia, who had fallen from the injury.

"You don't have any opportunity against me, Glacia. I'm faster than you are. You should just get up and leave" Cynder advised.

However, the stubborn dragoness stood up and turned to face her.

"If you think you have won... you are gravely mistaken!" she said with anger.

Glacia took a deep breath and from her mouth, she expelled an ice shard. Cynder's eyes grew wide in surprise as she saw the chunk of ice coming toward her. The shard flew and with a soft thump, impaled itself on Cynder's side making her legs gave way under her.

Cynder saw Glacia put a triumphant smile on her face as she regarded the black dragoness on the ground. Cynder's mind was still in a kind of surprise chock. She had not expected that Glacia would use her elemental powers, but she had. Glacia was fighting seriously.

Slowly, Cynder forced her legs to hold her weight as she stood up. She had the small satisfaction of seeing Glacia surprise when she stood up.

"Ugh... why don't you just stay down?" Glacia asked somewhat annoyed that the fight must continue.

If Glacia wanted to play rough, the Cynder would happily comply.

A big cloud went overhead, blocking out the sun and extending a dim shade over the city of Warfang. Cynder turned to look up at it and gave an evil smile as some ideas crossed her head. If Glacia decided to use her elements, then so would Cynder. She also had some tricks of her own just for Glacia to expedience.

Using her shadow powers, she willed the shade that the tree emanated from blocking out the sun to come to her. Darkness covered her as if it were a blanket of the fines silk. Glacia's eyes bulged at the display of the shadow manipulation.

Cynder disappeared from sight behind the shadows and then, the darkness that surrounded her was released and they seemed to fall to the ground as water would have done. Only thing that remained of Cynder was the ice shard that had fallen from Cynder's body when she disappeared.

For a moment, there was an eerie silence. Glacia moved his head this way and that, hoping to catch a glimpse a Cynder. But there was no sight of her.

"Show yourself!" Glacia yelled, as she looked frantically in every direction.

Suddenly, Glacia was thrown some meters into the air as Cynder burst from the shadows underneath Glacia. The energy released when she returned to the normal word was enough to send Glacia flying in the air. As for the ice dragoness; she flailed her limbs and in an attempt to regain her balance whilst in the air. However, there was not enough time to make a full recovery and Glacia ended slamming down hard back in the ground.

"Give up! You can't possible win against me" Cynder tried to dissuade her rival.

With some moans of protest and pain, Glacia stood up again and turned to face Cynder.

"Never" she said barely audibly. With that, she took another deep breath and exhaled an ice shard that traveled toward Cynder.

This time, she was prepared and managed to avoid the attack. But Glacia wasn't finished. She took another deep breath and spat out three consecutive ice shard; which none of them hit the intended target as Cynder jumped away.

_'It's time to end this'_Cynder thought.

She began running around Glacia as a really fast pace. Glacia had trouble keeping up facing her in a defensive position. Cynder dashed in and gave a small slice with her tail blade on Glacia's rear leg, but the stubborn ice dragoness will not give in.

Cynder continued running around her, taking this opportunity or that to get close to attack Glacia. However, all of these injuries she gave were superficial, because each time Cynder came, Glacia tried to counter-attack. If Cynder delayed any longer, she would receive a serious injury.

Glacia was starting to get blinded by rage by this type of attack, where she couldn't hit Cynder, while her opponent did. Glacia just couldn't stand it longer.

Taking a deep breath, she started to exhale ice shard at a fast rate at the fats moving target in hopes of getting a hit. However, she was only focused on her target, not on what was behind.

Spyro had to duck as he saw an ice shard flying at him, flattening himself to the ground.

_'This is out of control!!!'_he thought to himself, trying to come up with an idea that could stop them without getting himself, or either of them hurt.

"Man, this two chicks sure want your attention" a familiar voice said above him.

He turned to look and saw that Sparx was hovering above him, looking at both dragonesses fight.

"Sparx! We need to stop them!" Spyro urged.

"WHAT? Are you kidding me?" Sparx seemed really surprised at Spyro's request. "Not a chance! Once I tried to separate two girls back home when they were fighting and I tell you now, big brother... I ended with a couple of injuries of my own without stopping their fight. There is no way I'm getting between two fighting females again... especially if both of them are large enough to eat me"

Spyro looked at Sparx and then at the two struggling dragonesses. They were surely in it. They had completely forgotten about him in their quarrel.

"So what do we do?" Spyro asked hopelessly.

"Let themselves tire out and enjoy the show" Sparx replied somewhat nonchalantly.

_'He's right. I can't just stop them without it ending badly'_Spyro grudgingly agreed. He looked back at the fight before evading another ice shard that was coming at him.

Cynder was already getting tired of having been running around Glacia for a while as she evaded her attacks. She had to do something fast or she would run out of energy. She needed to end this without actually hurting Glacia.

Rapidly she formed a plan in her mind. Only problem was that she needed to get close to Glacia for it to actually work; but the state her opponent was in, it wouldn't be such a good idea to do it right now.

She needed an opening.

Glacia, getting increasingly annoyed by Cynder evasive maneuvers, finally had enough. She needed to send one wave of energy instead of a single shard to finally take down the black serpent. She took a deep breath and concentrated all of her energy in her maw. When she exhaled, not a shard came, but an icy cold mist. She didn't aim at Cynder exactly, she just wanted to make sure she covered all her immediate are. She rotated fast and covered all the immediate area around her in her blue white mist.

Cynder was engulfed in the icy breath with a yelp of surprise. The temperature dropped considerably in the vicinity when the attack ended.

Panting from breath, Glacia looked at her handy work. The mist was so heavy that one could not see more than an arm's length away. Surely Cynder must be an ice statue by now from all the cold wind she had expelled. With the vast area she covered, Cynder surely must have been hit.

With a satisfied smirk on her face, Glacia moved a little bit, trying to get away from the mist that covered the area. Suddenly, a string gust of wind cleared the mist from the area, and allowed Glacia to see Cynder, who was staring at her inches away from her face.

Without even a chance to allow Glacia to yelp in surprise, Cynder took a deep breath and shrieked for all she was worth. The piercing scream cut across the silence in the area like a hot knife thought butter; traveling across the city and making several heads of different species look up from what they were doing and look in the general direction the scream came from.

As for Glacia, the shriek that was blasted on her face, did more than just leave an annoying ringing in her ears. Glacia's pupils narrowed as she felt the fear as her heart began to beat faster that it has ever done in her life.

What she felt was no normal fear one encounter when facing an enemy or facing a difficult situation, more rather than absolute, irrational, primal, animalistic, thought clouding fear that left you standing there without any reaction...paralyzed. She was completely paralyzed as raw fear coursed through her body.

Cynder stop her scream and the loud shriek died away as the echoes that resounded did.

Cynder looked with contempt at Glacia as she stood there, paralyzed with her fear. Glacia was completely rigid and tense, unable to move. As if someone had activated some device, Glacia fell to the ground and started to tremble uncontrollably. Her paws covered her face as if that simple thing would protect her from the fear she felt. She was unable to rise again in that state.

The fight was over.

With a snort directed at Glacia, Cynder turned to look at Spyro. He, as well as Sparx, was looking at her with two big and bulging eyes. She gave him a toothy grin in his direction. The only answer Spyro gave was an audible gulp.

Some movement behind her caught her attention. When she turned, she found out that Glacia was trying to stand up. She was struggling to get up, the many injuries and the final blast of fear had finally taken its toll on her.

_'Won't she just give up?'_she wondered.

"That is enough!" Spyro shouted before Cynder could do anything.

Glacia was still struggling to get up. After a few moments, she managed to get her body above her legs, but she still stood on shaky legs.

Spyro, being concerned for Glacia and her injuries since she had received the worse end of the deal, went up to first her.

"Are you all right?" he asked worriedly.

With a small smile, Glacia answered.

"Yes, I am now that you are here" she said in a low voice"

Spyro gave a small flinch as she said those words. He knew that he needed to make things straight; both to prevent another fight and to finally make it know to Glacia"

"Good to hear that" Spyro said somewhat relived, but he needed to say it now. "Listen... Glacia, I have to say it now. You see...I like you, but not in the way that you want me to. I know that we are good friends and all that; but the thing is... you want something from me that I just cannot give you; you want those same feeling you feel returned to you by me. But we still can be friends" he added as an afterthought.

Glacia looked with wide eyes at Spyro, as if she could not believe what he had heard. Spyro knew that what he had said had stung her so continued talking.

"I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings, but that is just what it will have to be... just friends. I know that it may be hard for you, but I'm sorry; I cannot be what you want of me."

Spyro felt horribly bad for having to do such a thing, but he needed to do it. Slowly, tears began to well up in Glacia and he could only imagine what Glacia could be feeling.

With a sudden sob that Glacia tried to suppress, the tears finally broke free and she cried. Before Spyro could say a word, Glacia had turned and started running away as tears leaked free from her eyes. She went behind some of the bushed of the gardens and she was gone.

Spyro hung his head, a raging of emotions coursed trough him. He had deliberately hurt someone else's feelings; but not that he had a choice. Well, he 'did' had a choice: Glacia or Cynder. But he didn't even doubt which one to pick.

With that, he turned to look at Cynder, who was looking somewhat triumphant and concerned at the same time for Glacia's outcome.

"You okay?" Spyro asked as he went to her and inspected her wounds.

"I'm fine, Spyro" she said.

She seemed to want to say something more but she refrained from it.

"Cyn... you totally kicked her butt!" Sparx exclaimed as he arrived and hovered next to Spyro. "You sure taught that dragoness a lesson or two"

Cynder gave a small smile at the compliment from the dragonfly, but then gave a flinch in pain. Her strength gave out and Cynder fell to the ground.

"Cynder!" Spyro exclaimed in concern as he get close to her.

Several of her wound lay open. She had many scratches and some deeper injuries, like the ice shard or the bite she had received. A tricked of blood ran freely from those.

"We need to get you to the infirmary" Spyro said, determined to get her healed. "Can you get up?" he asked, concerned for her well-being.

Without answering, Cynder tried to stand up. She struggled, trying to make her legs support her weight. After she stood erect, she tried taking some steps, but these were wobbly and hesitant. After some steps, she stumbled and fell down.

Spyro, reacting quickly, came to her and prevented her from going all the way down.

"Thanks" Cynder murmured.

"Come on, let me help you" he offered.

Cynder reclined against Spyro, using him as support and guide as they mad their way toward the infirmary.

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Contrary to the aftermath of the siege, the hospital was now mostly empty; with the few exceptions accidental injuries.

The moment Spyro and Cynder entered a large number of healers and medics went to their position. Without preamble, they guided Cynder toward an empty room. Spyro caught some glimpses of a few injured that were in the hospital.

The hospital had not the aura, nor the sight, of the lugubrious and cold feeling it had after the huge battle. Now, it seemed it was more lot more cheerful and warm... or as much as it can be said of a hospital.

Spyro did a double take when he noticed that Ramirez was talking with a human medic. He was having his hand in his head as if it was in pain.

"Look, doc, just give me some aspirins for this headache" he complained.

Before he heard anything else, he noticed that Cynder had been ushered away and was getting away from him. He trotted in order to catch up.

He passed another room and caught a quick glimpse of Romeo. The humans had been wounded in the chest from an arrow in the last mission they had gone. Ever since they arrived in Warfang, he had been resting. Some bandages covered his chest area; where the injury was.

"AHRG! I can't wait to get out of this place!" Romeo shouted as he trashed somewhat everything that was near.

Spyro gave a small smile as he continued down the hallway.

Doctor Kelly came out of the room in which Spyro was walking in front of. Spyro took a quick glimpse of the inside and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw who was inside.

Incendio was lying in a pile of cushions, curling his body in a tight ball. His body trembled as if he was feeling the deepest cold, but the room temperature was normal. Although Spyro could not see any injury, his posture and his demeanor said that nothing good of the state he was in.

Before he could see anything more, Doctor Kelly closed the curtain that lead into the room, cutting of his view.

Spyro looked up at her.

"What wrong with him?" he asked.

Doctor Kelly looked down at Spyro, as if it was the first time she noticed that he was there. After examining him for a few moments, she took a deep breath and exhaled it all at once.

"He seems to be in a very depressed state" she answered. "I do not know what could have happened to leave him like this"

"Is he all right?" Spyro asked, concerned for the well-being of his friend.

"Physically he is fine. Emotionally... I don't know. I have been with him for some times, trying to calm him down when he gets into a fit of tears. I am also trying to get him to speak of what happened, but he refuses to speak of the issue; and when he speaks, it is mostly few words"

Spyro looked at the closed curtain behind the human healer with concern in his eyes.

"So, what are you doing here?" Kelly asked.

"I came with Cynder" Spyro answered as he turned to look at Cynder, who was by now being unshed into a room by several moles. "If you don't mind, I wish to stay by her side. I only stopped because I saw Incendio"

"Oh, of course. Don't let me stop you" Doctor Kelly replied.

Spyro turned and trotted toward the room Cynder was in. When he entered, he found out that she was lying in a huge, nice pile of soft cushions... enough to accommodate an adult dragon. She was surrounded busy moles healers; their hand with several small red gems to heal her injuries.

Spyro went to Cynder's side and lay down next to her as the procedure began. He watched as the moles applied the gems to Cynder's body and how her body absorbed the crystal with a faint yet warm glow. He saw how her injuries began to knit themselves until they finally closed as the red gem treatment continued.

Even though the red gems had healing properties, a dragon could only handle so much. Used in excess, the red gems could also be harmful. That is why; the moles took care as to not overdose her body with too many crystals.

Unlike last time when Cynder had used a red crystal after the battle and healed quickly with a special red gem, this time the proceeding was rather slow. The moles would insert one gem in her body and then wait a few moments before using another one.

It was getting nightfall when Cynder was finally released from the hospital. Both of them wanted t get out of there already and did not hesitate when ordered to do so.

Both dragons were talking amongst themselves and wondering what they should o next. Not a second later after they had stepped outside of the building that Spyro's stomach rumbled loudly. Cynder turned to look at him with wide eyes in surprise. Cynder gave some giggles at this and Spyro could only blush at it.

A second stomach rumble resounded; and this time it came from Cynder; much to her surprise. Now it was Spyro's time to laugh; but Cynder also managed to give a true small yet genuine smile.

"Come on. Let's get something to eat" Cynder suggested with a laugh.

Both of them walked toward the dining area or 'mess hall' as the humans called it. From time to time, Spyro rather enjoyed tasting the wide variety of food the humans provided, although he would settle for a piece of mutton, sheep or deer any day.

When they arrived to the building and entered it, they were greeted with a blast of noise, laughter and shouting. The dining area was almost full of humans talking loudly. Some cheetahs, moles and dragons were in there also. A few tables even had a mixed group.

All in all, it seemed as if they were starting to get along.

"Hey, Spyro! Over here!" he heard someone call him.

Spyro turned to look at the source of voice. He found Lieutenant Parker and his team sitting in a bench, with of them with their plates full of food. Everyone was there: Parker, Jackson, Ramirez, Jason, Douglas, Carlos, Mike who had already recovered from his twisted ankle, and Alec. Everyone except Romeo, who was in the hospital.

Jason was the one who had called him as he was waving his arm to get his attention. Spyro and Cynder went toward the human.

"Hello everyone!" Cynder greeted the assembly of humans.

"Here to eat?" Jason asked as he took one took a piece of food toward his mouth.

The answer that he got was the groaning of Spyro's stomach. The sound caught the group's attention and they gave a smile.

"Hehe! Thought so" Jason mused. "Come on! Grab a plate and join us"

Spyro went towards

Spyro went toward Philippe Bouvier, the human that had always served food, while Cynder remained with the group. The human caught Spyro coming and gave a small sigh.

"Oi! Un autre dragon" he said in that strange language of his. Then, he turned to look at Spyro. "Looking for some food, heh?"

"Yes, thank you" Spyro responded in kind.

"Well, I got just the thing for you" he said with a knowing smile before he turned his back to him.

He left for a few moments and returned with a plate with some kind of meat on it. It held a large sizzling piece of meat that had been cooked at high temperatures.

"A good sized piece of Rib-eye on the grill" he said somewhat proudly.

Even from the looks of it, Spyro knew that it would taste delicious. But when Spyro gave a small sniff and his mouth started to water instantly.

"I will give this to a friend of mine. Could you have ready another pate please?"

"Sure!"

With a thank you, he took his own plate in his mouth and returned to group. He went towards Cynder and delivered his plate to her.

"Oh! Thank you!" she said with a sheepish smile that Spyro just adored.

Spyro went for the other plate of the delicious smelling food and sat himself next to Cynder.

Not after he had sat that Doctor Kelly arrived with a plate of food and spoke.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" she asked.

"Of course not" Parker said as he gestured toward the empty seat next to him.

With a small thanks, Kelly sat next to Parker.

"So, how are people doing?" Kelly asked.

"We are mighty fine!" Jason answered with enthusiasm.

"Hell yeah!" the other humans agreed heartily.

"Good to know" Kelly said as she started to pick her food. "There were coming a lot of laughs coming from this table. Care to enlighten me?"

"We were just telling some stories, miss" Jackson replied.

"So, Sarge, what happened?" Alec said, eagerly awaiting the story.

"Oh, right! Well, where was I?" Sarge said to himself. "Ah yes... we were there, surrounded by enemies from all sides. We were completely pinned down, we had wounded and we nearly out of ammo with no available air support. The mayor knew that and he knew that we needed to get out of there. He also knew that the tangos would attack by dawn. That's why he ordered and all out attack bayonet charge with every able body he could get"

Everyone was inching closer to hear. Spyro found himself also leaning his way to hear better at what he had to say. He always saw Jackson as a seasoned and veteran warrior who had fought long and hard. And now, Spyro guessed he was recounting one of those battles in the form of a story.

"Bayonet charge? As in... running toward the enemy and screaming at the top of your lungs?" Mike asked somewhat unbelieving.

"Did someone else have a different definition of 'bayonet charge' in his dictionary?" Jackson replied sarcastically. "What else does bayonet charge mean, you dumbass? Of course we had to run at the enemy! How else could we use our bayonets? Waving them around in the air?"

"Geez, sorry Sarge" Mike replied with a hint of fear in his voice.

"Don't interrupt then. Anyway, when we began to ran, they enemy just could state at us open mouthed at what we were doing. By the time they reacted, we were already on top of them"

"And then what happened?" Mike again opened his mouth. He had already interrupted Jackson once... doing it twice was a mistake.

Jackson stood up from his chair, lean towards Mike and slapped him on the head. Mike gave a yelp and covered his head.

"I died dumbass. That's why I'm dead town and not here telling this story" Jackson replied using his sarcastic answer and tone to the fullest extent.

"Sorry Sarge!" Mike apologized.

The rest of the group laughed at the antics of the two.

"Well, if your think that was hard" Parker put in suddenly, "then let me say that I once had to get a bunch of people with a big a herd of sheep behind to safety while I was in enemy territory"

"Herd of sheep?" Cynder asked, somewhat unbelieving. Spyro looked at Parker, but more with the interest of learning more about him that the story itself.

"Yes!" Parker explained. "We had to get to safety this guy, a medical researcher, who was working there with native plants. When we got there, to extract him, he wouldn't just leave without making sure the rest of the small village stay safe. We had no choice but to bring with them as well"

"And they brought their sheep?" Mike asked.

"Yeah! Originally we had planned to go to a clear place where we could extract via helicopter, but the zone got too hot. We had to travel I nearly a hundred clicks in the mountains to arrive at friendly territory"

"And how was the trip?" Mike asked again.

"Hard. The terrain was difficult, the weather miserable, the rations poor and the sheep always managed to get lost" he said with a smile. "In the end, we crossed the mountains and made our way and ended up safely. Let me tell you now; I will never, ever want to have a sheep as a pet"

"You aren't the only one who had trouble with animals in the past" Douglas aborted. "When I was young, I was playing hide and seek with some friend of mine"

Spyro tilted his head at the mention of hide and seek. He found it odd that humans had the same type of game.

"Well, I found this perfect hiding spot. Unlucky for me, it was near a bee hive. I guess you know what happened next"

Some humans made expression of pain and other shuddered at the thought.

The conversation followed to other stories and anecdotes. Spyro heard many form his human friends; even he told a few of his own: like how once he almost burned Sparx with his fire breath by accidently belching after eating.

Everyone had a good time, laughing at the situation one had to brave in once lifetime. Spyro and Cynder also said some of their own, and they were rather well received. They spent quite some time talking as good friend do.

Spyro noted that the mood seemed to be completely at ease as time went up in their table. It seemed that the humans had finally accepted the dragons; and they in turn have come to like the humans.

Spyro gave a small smile. It seemed to long ago when the humans were completely distrustful of the dragons and the dragons of humans; and that Spyro made a note of himself to bring the two species closer. And here he was, binding in friendship this small group; showing that it could be done.

The things they were talking went to more of mischief and screw ups as time went on.

"I got a better one!" Jason answered proudly as Alec finished his tale of screwing horribly in a date back home. Once he got everyone's attention he continued. "Well, you see... me and a couple of guys were playing soccer on the base back on Earth. We were having a tight match and we were tied. The time was nearly running out. By divine intervention, the ball had rolled to a stop between me and Romeo. We looked at each other for the briefest of moment before charging at it. As the time was nearly over, seconds left mind you, we knew that we could only shoot and hope it gets into the net. So, we arrived exactly at the same time and we gave all of our strength into that kick. Apart from having or legs paralyzed, the ball just shot away at an amazing speed toward were a bunch of people walking nearby. And guess who the unlucky one was"

After a few seconds of thinking, Douglas answered.

"Oh shit... Flanning?" Douglas asked, his eyes opening in disbelief.

Jason snapped his fingers with a goofy grin pasted in his face. The rest of the group looked at Jason with amused disbelief and some chuckles at his tale.

"Wait! He was not alone, the general and his staff were with him" Jason continued.

At the mention of that, everyone gasped at the implications and inclined closer to hear more clearly. Spyro and Cynder, with their long necks, had the advantage.

"And then what?" Spyro asked, also vey interceded in the tale.

"The ball hit him right squared in the face! He even fell to the ground! I remember seeing nearly half his face turning red from the hit" Jason went on as the group laughed under their breaths.

"What did he do?" Carlos Miller, the field medic, asked.

With a smile, Jason answered. "Well, let's just say that there were some really clean toilets in the base after he finished with us"

Laughter filled the table when they heard the pronounced punishment.

"Well, if you think that was bad, then you should ask Ramirez what he once did" Mike said with a knowing smile.

All eyes turned to Ramirez, hoping to learn what sort of thing he did.

But to their surprise, Ramirez was not paying attention. In fact, he seemed that we were sleeping. He had his elbow over the table and he used his hand to keep his head from dangling. That's when Spyro noticed that Ramirez had kept quiet all the time since he and Cynder arrived.

"Ramirez!" Jackson said somewhat forceful.

With a start, Ramirez eyes opened. He took a slow look around the table with half closed eyes full of exhaustion, as if trying to figure out where he was.

_'He seems so tried'_Spyro thought.

"You should sleep in the barrack, trooper" Jackson, as always, said what was proper for a good soldier to do.

"You seemed tried Ramirez" Kelly said much more kindly than the scruffy old Sergeant. "You should get some sleep"

Ramirez gave a small groan as he put both hand in his face. When he looked back up again he spoke.

"Yeah. I think I will do"

"Hey, are you okay?" Parker asked with a tingle of concern in his voice made itself apparent.

"Yeah" Ramirez groaned more that said.

"You sure? You seem to be a little pale" Parker pointed out.

"I'm fine El Tee. I just need some rest" Ramirez answered.

With slow movements that seemed to take a lot of effort, Ramirez stood up and started to walk away with slow steps.

The table turned back to itself as the humans made his way toward the barracks. The table stood quiet for a few second.

"Is there any dessert?" Jason suddenly broke the ice that had formed.

"You and that bottomless pit you call stomach" was Jackson gruffly reply as he took a brown looking cylinder that smelled good and placed it in his mouth. He also took out a small rectangular cylinder that, with some strange flick, sprouted a small flame.

Just as Jackson was nearing the flame to the end of the brown cylinder that stood out of his mouth, a loud noise, clatter and crash resounded in the dining room. All sound of talk ceased and all eyes in the hall turned to look at the noise of the disturbance.

"Ramirez?" Spyro barely heard Parker say.

The cause of the disturbance seemed to be Ramirez, who was leaning heavily upon a table, holding his weight with one shaky arm. Some broken pieces of glass, as well as some utensils were littered on the floor near Ramirez feet; along with remain of food and water.

The people that were seated at the table that Ramirez had disturbed stood up and started to protest in some loud noises at the mess and the loss of their food. To answer the protest Ramirez brought his free hand to his forehead, as if he was having a head ache.

Ramirez looked up toward the very annoyed person who meal had just been spoiled. And with that, his strength seemed to fade. His arm that was holding him up seemed to give away. Ramirez body went toward the table, when he landed with a lot of noise and caused more noise with the cutely. As that same moment, his legs gave under the weight of his own body and dragged down the upper part of the body. He fell completely to the floor, completely out of himself.

"RAMIREZ!" Parker shouted as he sprung from his seat.

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Author's notes:

How was it?

That first part: I gave it some thought if I should actually put it in there, since it was so different from the rest of the chapter. The idea was originally from 'sharpy' (thanks by the way). After some thinking I said 'why not?' and gave Torch the opportunity for one more mischief.

The search for Spyro's parents is going badly. Spyro and Cynder's relationship is growing stronger. And my first 'mature' scene! (Relatively speaking) Tell me... how was it? Shall I write more of its kind? Or shall I just continue as I was? Or shall I just put some of it here and there?

Once again Glacia DARED to get between Spyro and Cynder; only this time, she got what was coming to her. That battle scene was rather hard to do, since it described a duel. AND since there are two female dragons fighting, making them distinguishable was a challenge (imagine if I wrote a lot of she's. My readers would get confused).

Finally, Ramirez.... What happened to him?

You have to wait to find out. Hopefully, I will write faster this time, but I can't give any promises.

Comments are really appreciated; and they inspire me to continue writing.