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Spyro woke to find only darkness. He couldn't see a thing. All he knew was that he was being suspended by chains to his front paws. Such suspension was painful for a quadruped such a Spyro, since he was a dragon. And something seemed to be poking around...a multitude of thoughts suddenly flashed through Spyro's head, but the most prominant one was pain. Indescribable pain. Something was being forced up his tail-hole, and not slowly either. Eventually it stopped moving, and Spyro gasped for breath from the pain. After a few moments, he called out for help. "Who's there? Ignitus? Cynder?" "They're not here to help you now," the voice was accompanied by laughter. The voice seemed to echo upon itself. Spyro identified it as Malefor's. "Let me go! What are you doing? I'm not gay! I'm not gay!" "Too bad...for you that is...," again the Dark Master laughed to himself. Suddenly Spyro heard the sound of electricity crackling. And in minutes the rod up his tail-hole was replaced by an electric one. * * *

CYNDER

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CYNDER

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CYNDER

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CYNDER

• * * Cynder woke up at the sound of her mate's screams. At the sound of Spyro's voice she remembered the predicament she was in. Quickly she looked around for a way out of the chains that bound her in Malefor's bedroom. A dark gem was nearby, so she wouldn't be able to use her elements. Maybe if... Cynder swung her scythe tail at the pulsing dark gem. It pulsed...pulsed...like her master's_- No!_ She had to think of Spyro_, think of Spyro, remember why you need to find him!_ After the fifth swing, it collided with enough force to tear the gem from the wall and fling it across the room. Luckily a trail of green mana gems was left behind. Cynder was quick to absorb the nearest ones. Quickly she dripped poison onto the chains. The green liquid sizzled before beginning to work it's way through the metal. * * *

SPYRO

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SPYRO

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SPYRO

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SPYRO

• * * Spyro struggled to move his mouth out of the way of the stream of golden fluids. But a purple paw held his head in place as an iron ring held his maw open. He groaned in displeasure at the terrible taste of Malefor's piss. A few seconds more and Spyro was happy that the stream was finished. He kept his eyes closed tightly though, in fear that the stuff that had got on his face would run into his eyes. He tried to cough up the disgusting fluid, but Malefor rubbed his neck with a claw, forcing him to reflexively swallow the piss.