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The Legend of Spyro: Origins_Chapter 9

Things were bad... really bad. Just yesterday, some kind of strange monkey like creature attacked the base and killed several members of the expedition, burned provision that were essential, stolen food, destroyed essential equipment and who knows what more mischief they had done. But not just one or two times it happened... but four. Four attacks had been reported by scouts and perimeter guards. This obviously drew attention from the higher ups, and it was time to do something.

Lieutenant Parker was walking away from the base. He had been given the task of finding out where these creatures come from and 'neutralize the threat'. More likely kill them.

He and his team of twelve had been walking for hours through the forest and hills, trying to find out some sort of clue as to where these monkeys were. They had left the base at dawn, and it was already noon and people were getting annoyed and tempers would flare sometime soon if they did not get action they so wanted.

"Why are we walking around like this? We have been for it for hours and I'm itching for some action" someone behind him complained.

Talking about tempers.

"Stop your whining, Mendoza!" Sergeant Jackson ordered with that huge voice that could not forgive anything done wrong. He was the typical Sergeant, scold at you for every small mistake you make... and sometimes even if you do not make a mistake. His dark skin fitted perfectly with his dark aura, always lashing at those under him. But Parker knew him. That was only a façade. Deep down, the Sarge really cared for his men. "You were given an order to patrol this area, and you are going to do it. So save us your boring complains".

"Those mandrills are a nightmare" Ramirez said in a voice that was trying to provoke the Sarge. "They have already done four raids. I have been kept awake for who knows how long listening to their insistent babble in the distance thinking they were going to attack the base".

"And it is our duty to ensure they do not do it again, Ramirez".

"Of course Sarge. But I was just saying. Besides, I do not want to their filthy claws touching your ass, Sarge".

"One more word Ramirez and I'll make sure you clean all of the base toilets with your tooth brush" he threatened. But just then, several mandrill-monkey growl and cheers came from the front.

"Speaking of a nightmare" Ramirez said again.

"Quiet!" Parker ordered his men in a low voice. He looked around, trying to determine where the cheering came from. "Follow me" he said again in a low voice. He and his men went where the apes where making all the fuss

They were getting near and Parker saw a low hill up ahead. The apes were on the other side. They were getting closer and Parker got down and advances with further care. As they neared the top, he got prone and advanced with their knees and elbows. His men followed suit. Clearing the ridge, Parker saw what was on the other side.

It was a mandrill-ape camp, and there were a lot of them. At least a hundred of them. The cheering, growls and overall scandal where coming from this group. A huge fire was alight in the center of the camp, and many apes where seen. They carried climbs, spears, shields, swords... any kind of weaponry. But the interesting fact was that they were jumping, spinning, running... doing many things around the single huge pit.

"Whoa!" Ramirez exclaimed in a low voice. Parker just turned to look at him. "Look at them. They look like a victory dance of some sort... or they are preparing for the war march. Is either one of those or it is a real live 'Rain Dance'".

Parker could hear some of his men trying to prevent a chuckle form escaping, some unsuccessfully however. Parker just rolled his eyes. Trust Ramirez to always say something funny. Ramirez was fun having around... but sometimes, he did some inappropriate comments.

Fortunately, they were far away from the apes that the chuckle from some men went unnoticed by the apes.

Parker surveyed the ground in a quick look and formed a plan on his mind.

"Ok. Sarge?" he asked for his second in command. When he got his attention, he continued. "Stay here with your squad. The rest of us will flank from the west. When we open fire, go downhill and begin to engage them".

"I like it. Simple... and deadly." he acknowledged.

"Remember to wait for us. Lock and Load your weapons!" Rounds were chambered and safeties turned off. All of the soldiers carried a M4 carbine with an under barrel grenade launcher.

And with that, he and five other soldiers started to surround them and attack them from the side. Ramirez went with him. It took them some time get around and get in close. When they were near, they went prone once again and got closer still. One guy got behind a rock, Ramirez and two others behind a tree, and lastly, Parker and other got in something that could be called a ditch.

No one fired a shot until the Lieutenant give the order. Parker looked at his men to see where they were. He saw Ramirez making some hand signals to him that he knew very well. Grenades. Parker just nodded and passed the idea to the others. There was some shuffling as grenades were loaded on the tubes.

The soldiers looked for the juiciest target of many apes clustered they could find and marked them. They were ready and the soldiers looked at Parker. He only nodded.

Five 'Poofs' sounded as the grenades exited their respective tubes, followed closely by five explosions. Screams and shrills came from the camp as apes were caught in the blast. They killed nearly twenty apes with the initial attack. Then, they started shooting. Confusion came quickly to the camp with the sudden explosions and shots. They needed some shot to topple an ape, or a well place head or neck shot. But still, it was easy picking.

The fun could not last forever, because the apes were beginning to get organized. Some apes found out where the shots where coming from and started charging them. Some of the other après used bows and arrows. Unfortunately, the shooting gallery ended quickly, but the toll had already been extracted.

That's was when five other explosions and shooting came from another part of the camp. The apes did not know where they were being attacked form, which only raised the confusion that they already had.

But they were getting organized. Arrows flew and stuck nearby Parker. He got to cover after he had shot every single shot of his weapon. He reloaded as fast as he could and rose again to continue to fire.

A sudden scream came from within his ranks, and parker knew one of his men had been his. He quickly looked around and saw Ramirez already helping the wounded one to cover. He will take care of him. He returned to the slaughter that was happening on the camp.

The apes lost all cohesion that could be seen and began to run. Some unfortunate apes ran directly at where the soldier where, resulting in a pint-blank kill. It took less than a minute for the skirmish to be over. Many apes had fled the place, but they still killed a lot of them impressive. Shells littered the ground near every soldier at the end of the skirmish.

"Ramirez, how's Heffron?" Parker asked about his wounded soldier.

"Arrow wound on the leg. He is all right and I'm patching him up. He will not get away easily sir".

"Good. Stay with him. The rest of you, come with me. We will make sure the area is secure. Five meters apart".

They left their places and began to sweep the camp searching for any hostile. They advanced cautiously, having their weapons raised. They walked over the corpses that they just had slew. Some of the apes were still alive. They were put out of their misery with a head shot from their M9 pistols. Parker saw the Sarge enter the camp in much the same manner with all of his squad. They searched the whole camp.

Parker heard some noise coming from within a tent that surrounded the fire pit. He turned to look at it and motioned for his one of his soldiers to come with him while the other two continued. They walked quietly toward the tent flap. Parker positioned himself on one side, while the soldier put himself on the other.

But before they could enter, a blast from the tent sent both of them flying away. Parker landed with a grunt, knocking the air out of him. He felt lost for a few second, before he regained his consciousness and start looking for his weapon.

He found it near him, but before he could recover it, a roar was heard coming from the tent. Parkers turned to look and saw an ape... a huge ape covered with some kind of dark armor emerge. He had a long blade in his hands, and by the looks of it, he was not afraid to use it.

This new ape ran toward the other soldier that had been knocked away from the blast. He turned to look at the menacing ape closing on him. Parker saw how he grabbed his M9 pistol and fired. But the ape still came, so the soldier fired all of the bullets, but it seemed it was blocked by the armor he had on.

The solider tried to reload, but the ape was too close. He stabbed him in the chest, and the poor soldier could not even scream his pain, he just gurgled when the blood entered his lungs. He fell to the floor, the sword still in his chest. The ape removed his sword from his victim and turned to look at Parker.

With a roar, he charged at him. Parker ran toward his M4 and took it. He turned around and fired in full automatic mode. He saw how the ape flinched as some bullets found his way past the armor, be he kept coming. Soon, he ran out of ammo and the ape was on top of him.

He took out his pistol and shoot what he could before the ape slashed at him in a horizontal arc with his sword. He barely rolled out of the way form the blade that had already claimed a life of his men. He got up and fired the remaining bullets.

The damn ape won't budge.

He ran out of ammo again and didn't have time to reload, as the ape was already on him. As a last choice, he took out his knife and prepared to confront the enemy.

The ape again slashed in a horizontal arc, and Parker avoided it by crouching. He used the opening to stab him in the chest, but the ape avoided him by jumping away. Damn, this guy is fast. The ape again rushed at parker and this time, he tried to stab at him. Parker dodged left and tried a stab of his own, but the ape released one arm form the sword and batted him away.

Parker fell to the ground when he lost his balance. This was the opening the ape had been waiting. He jumped high in the air, his sword ready to pierce Parker's chest. Parker rolled away before the sword met his flesh. He continued to roll away just to be sure he was out of reach from the sword.

He rolled away kite a way before he turned to look at the ape. The sword had stuck deep on the ground and he was trying to pull it free. He tried to get up and use this opportunity that has presented itself. He ran toward the ape intent on killing him. But before he could arrive, the ape raised one hand. Parker felt an invisible force push him in the chest with such strength, that he flew away, much like the first time. He met the ground one more.

Just then, the ape freed his sword from the ground and charged at Parker. He got up and got ready to receive his charge. Parker got up, but instantly went down again. That hit that he had received from the ape hurt. This time, his luck had run out.

But before the ape was too close, a sudden explosion engulfed the charging ape. The explosion was near enough, for Parker to feel the heat and smell burned flesh. The shockwave also sent him to the ground.

Parker got up fast and had enough time to see the fire cleared. Not much remained from the ape.

"HUA!!! Con eso tuvo!" a voice came Ramirez..."That got him for good, sir!!! That ape won't be getting up again. Looks like I got here just in time" Ramirez sad

Parker turned to look and saw Ramirez, pointing his weapon at the ape. He had used the grenade launcher.

"Damn you Ramirez, you could have killed me with the explosion" Parker lashed at his soldier.

"You are welcome!" Ramirez said in a smug voice. "You OK?"

"Not thanks to you" Parker said. "Heffron?"

"I was entering the camp when I heard the commotion. I came as soon as I could. Damn! That ape was beating the crap out of you, sir. You were lucky I was around in town. I figured it would take more than a simple shot to take him down, hence the grenade". Ramirez looked expectantly to Parker.

Parker just knew what Ramirez was waiting for. A thank you. But he would not thank him. Instead, he said. "Job well done". That's the biggest praise Parker would give him.

"It was... it was nothing sir" he said again in a smug voice as he waved his hand, motioning as if to just put it down.

Damn Ramirez! He always finds a way to turn it.

"What was wrong with you when you were sent flying without even being touched?" Ramirez asked. "It looked freaky... like magic. My grandma ALWAYS told me never to ge into the paranormal things".

"Hell if I know Ramirez. H just lifter his arm, and I was sent flying away"

Just then, the rest of the squad came up.

"Sir, you are all right?" the Sarge said.

"Yes, thanks Sarge"

Then, one of the men that had went to check on the fallen soldier, came and said "He's gone". All of the men lowered their heads, grief that they had lost one of their fellows. But they had things to do yet.

"Check all of the tents and see that no more enemies are lurking around "Parker ordered. "Once it is clear, radio for pick-up. I would like to take this ape and its armor and have it examined. Damn thing withstood a full clip. Use grenade launchers if you see another ape like this".

"Yes sir!" the Sarge saluted. "You heard him. MOVE IT YOU MAGGOTS! You... get Heffron and bring him here" he yelled at the men.

The all of the men scattered by pairs and checked all of the nearby tents. One of them, went for the wounded soldier that Ramirez had left while saving Parker. The lieutenant got up with a wince, but he still help to clear the area.

"Clear!"

"Same here!"

"Area is secure!"

"Call in the bird".

They walked around for a while as they waited for their transport to arrive. They tended to Heffron, covered the body of the fallen soldier and started looking at what the apes where doing in the tents.

"Walk around the camp. Get in every tent and watch for anything worth taking for those scientist. The one who find the best will get the beer of tonight from the one who did found the worst!!!" Sarge shouted at the group. As a response, everyone scattered looking for something worth taking.

"What do you got?"

"Some crystals!"

"I found weapons and armor!"

"Hey... I got a book!!!"

"Can you read it?"

"Uh... no"

"Useless then!"

"I found some nice souvenirs here!"

The soldier entered the tents and started rummaging through thing they did not have the least idea what things they had. It looked so alien to them. Crystals, armors, weapons, some maps and writing they could not understand and much more.

They stared to hear the 'chop chop' sound that indicated that the chopper coming was near.

"Form up in the pit. This party is over" Parker told his men. They began to assemble near the fire that had already burn out. However, someone was missing. "Ramirez, we are already leaving. Get up here" Parker said through his radio. No response.

"Get your ass up here Ramirez, or I would kick your ass so much that you will not be able to sit for a week" Sarge threatened.

"Sir..." Ramirez said through the radio. "I think I hit the jackpot".

"Explain yourself" Parker said.

"I found something. It would be better if you saw it, sir. I'm some tents away, near a wagon covered with a blanket". Parker and the Sarge looked at each other with confused looks on their faces.

"This better be good Ramirez" Sarge finally said as both made their way toward Ramirez. They did not take long to find where he was. He was standing near what appeared to be a wagon. It wasn't that big, but big enough to carry a lot of supplies. A cloth covered its contents.

"What's all this excitement about?" Sarge growled.

"Here, take a look. I will want my beer later this evening" Ramirez said as he lifted the cloth for one of them to look inside. Parker went and looked.

"I'll be damned!" he exclaimed.

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Spyro and Cynder have been given the task of taking care of little Diana. She had shown some improvement like eating and drinking; but she still kept mostly to her own room. Beside that, nothing interesting has been going on around.

Although Spyro liked the peace it provided, he did not like how calm the things seemed to be given the circumstances. It seemed so unreal, like if anything would break the fragile spell of peace. But soon, the calm and peace ended for better.

It was past noon when all the commotion came. Spyro ran toward it, followed closely by Cynder and Sparx. They arrived at a near the forbidden passage that lead to the Valley of Avalar. What they saw astonished them.

There were dragons coming from the tunnel. Three dragons... five... seven... a dozen... more still came. Spyro knew in an instant. The survivors of the dragon colony. Some dragon looked injured, while other were just fine. Most of them were adults with a few young ones; but no children. All of them looked tired. Spyro looked at their faces and what he saw, turned his heart cold. Their faces showed how tired they were; but their eyes where empty. They had already lost hope of surviving.

"Bring food and water!" Incendio said as he arrived at all speed. "Come, you are weary. You must keep your strength". The dragons did not even protest as they followed the fire dragon. Still dragons came out of the tunnel.

Then a massive yellow dragon came out of the tunnel. By the looks of it, he was the eldest of the group. He looked around and spotted Terrador and the other guardians as they looked at the dragons that came.

"By the ancestors. The Guardians!" he gasped. Nearly all dragons turned to look at the three guardians and they opened their eyes wide. The guardians looked at each other, unsure of what to do. "But, you were captured!" the yellow dragon still did not believe his eyes.

Terrador then regained his composure and said. "Yes, we were; but we are free now and willing to help".

The yellow dragon started to walk toward the guardians. "Thank you. I am the eldest of this group. Seeing you alive bring us back hope".

"Do not lose hope. Never that" Cyril said calmly. "We learned that the same way you did... when we though there was none, hope came".

"That is wise, Cyril. But my eyes must be deceiving me because I only see three of you. Where is the fire guardian?"

The guardians looked at the ground. There was no word that needed to be spoken to understand the message.

"That's bad news indeed" the elder said in a low voice. "But we must tell you something of great importance!"

"You mean the army that is coming? Yes, we knew about that already". Terrador said to the elders great surprise.

"Oh, how..."

"We received news from some of our cheetah allies about some dragon that arrived to their village and told them what happened".

"OK. Once again, we appreciate your hospitality. But, if I may ask... how did you escaped from the darkmaster?"

"I set them free" Spyro said as he made his way toward them. That was a mistake.

The elder turned to look at him, and his eyes went wide. "THE PURPULE DRAGON!" he said really out loud. This caused all of the dragons that were there to look at him and open their eyes in turn.

"The purple dragon!"

"The legends are true!"

"We are saved!"

"It's a miracle!"

Whispers were traded all around the group, which caused Spyro to feel uncomfortable with all the gazes directed at him.

"Is it true guardians? Did he really rescue you?"

"Yes he did. This is Spyro, the one that have helped us so much"

"He is too young" the elder still could not believe his eyes. "I would certainly like to hear your story, young Spyro".

Spyro turned to look desperately at the guardian for some help. He did not want to be telling his story while every dragon was watching his every move. It just made him uncomfortable. But the Terrador had other things in mind.

"Let's go and talk about what has happened. We would like to know about this enemy you encountered" Terrador said. Spyro, in turn, turned to look at Cynder for some help. She got the message.

"Sorry Terrador, but we got to look after the little one" Cynder said as she walked next to Spyro. She tried to help him, but her interruption proved to be a worse mistake than Spyro's.

The elder turned to look at her, and his eyes went wide with shock. Then, they turned into anger in a flash.

"Cynder!" he hissed.

All of the dragons turned to look at the small black dragon that stood near Spyro. Fast, really fast, all of them recognized her as the Black Serpent. Growls and roar of rage filled the area, as each dragon prepared to jump to Cynder and kill her where she stood.

Spyro sensed what was going on around him and acted. But one of them was faster. Before Spyro could act, he jumped at Cynder and lashed at her with his talons. She was hit with his claws in her side and was sent stumbling to the side, where it ended near the feet of some very angry dragons.

Spyro ran to her, but the beating had already started. The dragons were lashing at Cynder with their tails and paws, punishing her in every imaginable way as the attackers vented their rage and anger.

In a crazy action, and his desire to protect Cynder, he jumped at her formed, and used his own body to cover her from the beating. Spyro felt the blows land on him, and he gritted his teeth in pain. But he did not care; his only concern was for Cynder's safety.

It felt like hours, every blow shaking his body, but he did not released Cynder.

A sudden huge roar filled the air and the beating stopped. Spyro opened his eyes and saw Terrador fully erect, his eyes blazing fire in his anger.

"HOW DARE YOU??? HOW DARE YOU STRIKE AT THE DRAGONS THAT ARE UNDER THE TUTELAGE OF THE GUARDIANS???" Terrador roared with all his might. Everyone, dragons, moles and cheetah alike, stepped away from him. The eyes of Cyril and Volteer looked like they were about to murder the dragons that had attacked Spyro and Cynder.

"But guardians, she is Cynder, the Black Serpent. She hunted our kind. She MURDERED innocent dragons: males and female, old and young, All without mercy." one dragon said.

"DO YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW WHO SHE IS? I PERFCETLY KNOW WHO SHE IS, HER HISTORY, AND HER ACTIONS!!!" Terrador lashed at the one who had talked.

"Then why is she under your protection? She ought to be killed on the spot". Spyro felt as Cynder trembled under him. He wanted to console her, comfort her, tend to her wounds... but it was not the time.

"Do not speak of things that you do not understand!!!" Cyril this time said. "Your pride and anger has blinded you into acting in a much undignified way!!!"

"But she has killed our relatives! We want justice!!!" another one exclaimed. This was met with roars of approvals.

"Justice has been served upon her" Volteer said, this time without that quick tongue of his. "But what you wanted, was NOT justice: it was revenge. It clouded your mind. It clouded it enough not to see who you were striking at".

The dragons turned to look at Cynder, only to discover that Spyro was on top of her, shielding her prom most of the blows.

"You were supposed to kill her, not protect her!" yet another one exclaimed. Spyro shot an icy stare toward the one who said that. He heard Cynder sob under him when she heard that comment.

During all this, the elder remained quiet, although his eyes radiated anger.

"She had done more that you know" Spyro said toward the assembly, his voice spitting venom. "Had it not been for her, this world would have been destroyed during the cataclysm, ending all of your lives". This seemed to quiet, and surprise the assembly.

"Why would she do that?" another one said.

"She has turned good after I released her from Malefor corruption. Since then, she has helped in bringing him down in any way she could".

"And what about all the deaths of those we cared about? Will she go unpunished?"

"She cannot be held responsible for actions that were beyond her control" Spyro defended Cynder.

"And that is final" Terrador said. "Those who do not want her near, can leave this city right now. If you do stay, you will not harm her or I will get you out of this city before you even know it" he finished with determination.

This seemed to shock more the assembled dragons into silence. Terrador walked slowly toward the two young dragons, the dragons parted to grant him passage. Terrador lowered his head so he was level with Spyro.

"Go and attend to your duties. This is not over yet and it will take some convincing. Try to keep out of sight". Then, Terrador turned toward the eldest. "Will you be kind enough to follow me? I think we have some matters to discuss" Terrador said, still angry for what had happened.

Spyro quickly took Cynder, who offered no resistance and lead her toward the city hall. Once they arrived to his room, since Cynder's was occupied by Diana, she collapsed on the bed and started to cry. He inspected her wounds. They were not severe: which were some bad vruises bruises and a lot of scratches. He tried to console her, but she was unreachable.

They spent a few hours like that, Spyro trying to talk to her, and Cynder not responding to his attempts. It broke Spyro's heart to see her like this. She does not deserve this. Had she not suffered enough already?

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Cynder left for her won room later that day. She had not spoken to Spyro the whole time, and he began to worry about her. When he entered her own room, she locked the door, keeping Spyro out. Diana was still inside, and Spyro guessed Cynder somehow needed Diana reassurance, much as Diana needed Cynder's. Spyro could only hope the best for Cynder.

He left the city hall and walked among the city streets, wandering with no clear place to go, nor any friend to visit. He just walked.

He noticed that the city held many more dragons. Spyro saw that the dragons looked at him with mixed feeling. Anger, surprise, respect were the most common. Hope was there also.

He walked for a while, not really going someplace. Just then, a golden glow appeared in front of his face.

"Hey Spyro buddy. Long time no seen".

"Hello Sparx" he said discouraged.

"Hey, are you all right? I have flown here to see you, and this is how you receive me? How ungrateful".

"It's not that Sparx. It's just...".

"The incident with the dragons? The entire city knows about it. And I tell you, those dragons are right. Cynder caused problems. I mean, look at what she did with just his presence when they arrived".

Spyro just stared at his brother for that comment.

"Whoa, hey buddy. No need to look at me like that".

"Then keep that kind of opinions to yourself" Spyro said coldly. "Do you know how many dragons arrived?"

"Almost two hundred or so Hunter says".

Before they could say anything a green dragoness came toward him. Spyro was surprised to see her approach like that.

"Excuse me" she said a little bit shyly. "Are you Spyro?"

"Your reputation spreads like wildfire" Sparx commented on his ear.

"Yes, I am" Spyro answered the question. "What is do you want?" he asked a little bit coldly. This caused the dragoness to drop her head.

"I'm sorry for about what happened earlier. It's hard for many of us to accept Cynder. But at least Terrador made us not to harm her."

Spyro hung his head. "Forgive me and my tone of words. I was also angry at how they treated her so unfairly. She isn't evil anymore and she does not deserve it. But... well, what can I do to help you?"

"I am looking for my child, Diana. I was told that you were keeping watch on her" she said. This news made Spyro beam.

"Yes, she is. I was afraid that her parents were killed and that she would be an orphan".

"Thank you, Spyro. Thank you" she was almost bursting with tears. "I have been looking for her everywhere since I told her to fly away".

"Good Spyro, the protector. The title suit you" Sparx said. But since he was ignored, he flew away.

"Where is the father?" Spyro asked as they made their way toward the city hall.

"He... didn't make it".

"I'm sorry" Spyro said silently. The spent the rest of the walk in silence, until they reached Cynder's room.

"Cynder?" Spyro knocked the door, "Are in there?"

"This is Cynder's room? Is my little Diana inside with her?" the mother began to fret.

"I don't know why, but Diana seemed more comfortable with Cynder" Spyro told her. "Cynder? They come for Diana. Her mother is here" he tried once more to reach her.

They heard the lock turn and the door slowly opened. Cynder was on the other side. She had bloodshot eyes, sign that she had been crying the whole time.

"Cynder, this is Diana mother. She has come to pick her little girl" Spyro said to Cynder with worry in his voice. She just moved aside and allowed them to enter.

The sheets where Cynder had been sleeping were a mess. They were all rugged and some of them were torn, and the pillows were scattered. But on the bed, there sleeped a peaceful little dragon child.

"Diana?" the mother asked. The daughter only stirred. "Diana?" she asked again, and this time, the little one opened he eyes and turned to look.

"Mama?" she asked, unsure if this was a dream or reality.

"DIANA!" with that, the mother ran toward daughter.

"MAMA!" and the daughter leapt toward her mother.

They nuzzled each other once they were together, tears swelling from their eyes. Spyro could only smile as the family was reunited. They were lost and they found each other. In the midst of darkness and shadow, the light shone.

The mother turned to look at both of them, tears still falling freely from her eyes. "Thank you! Thank you so much for taking care of her! I do not know what I would have done if she too..." she couldn't finish.

"It's all right" Cynder said, getting out of her own shell of depression. "She is a good little girl".

The mother only looked back at Cynder, but neither with anger nor malice. Right now, her heart only knew happiness.

"Thank you!" she said again.

"I think you should spend a while alone" Spyro suggested. The mother only nodded; but before she left she thanked them again.

They were left alone in Cynder's room after the two females had left. Spyro and Cynder felt happy for both of them. They were reunited.

"Cynder" Spyro stared. "Are you all right?" She nodded. "Do you want to talk about what happened?"

"No need" she said. "I was sad about all the things I did. But when I saw Diana reunited with her mother, those feeling passed away. I felt that I had done something small but very important for two souls".

"And you did Cynder. You did" Spyro said, he too felling happy.

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