(Morning after the defeat of Malefor)
A gentle breeze stirred the air as the sun began to rise over the Vally of Avalar. With it came the dawn of a new age for those that called this place their home. For the struggle for peace and safety from the ruthless purple dragon Malefor had finally come to a close. The night before he was challenged by Cynder, the formerly infamous black dragoness known as " The Terror of The Skies" and Spyro, the new purple dragon whose one purpose in life had been to bring about the end of Malefor's existence and that of his dark forces. The two had successfully rid him from this life and saved their world. However, their triumphant victory had come at a great cost. Along their peril filled trek to make their last stand, the dragon duo lost their dearest friend and mentor, the great guardian dragon of the fire element... Ignitus.
Whats more, the amount of power unleashed by Spyro in his valiant effort to heal the world as it tore itself apart was tremendous. The act drained him of all his powers and strength. Which resulted in both Cynder and himself getting knocked unconscious. Now as the sun reaches the pinnacle of its ascension, Spyro finally begins to awaken. At first the sun's light renders him temporarily blinded. After a few seconds of readjusting his eyes to the light he is able to take in his surroundings.
As he looks around he can hardly believe what his eyes are seeing. The world was not destroyed. He had managed to save it. Even more unbelievable is he was still alive. Spyro was so overjoyed that he felt like he might weep with joy . Yet after a moment of savoring his accomplishment, he realized that something felt as though it were missing. Then it hit him... Cynder! He looked around frantically and found that her body was resting on the ground several feet away from him. Having spotted Cynder he rushed to her side as quickly as his body could carry him. Once he reached her he stopped and carefully placed his head upon her chest. Hoping that she was alright. A few moments went by and he heard the soft thrumming of her heartbeat. It felt like her body was weak at the moment, but her steady pulse told Spyro that she would be just fine. He lifted his head from her body and sighed with relief.
Then as he stared at her resting figure, he remembered their last conversation that they had, just after defeating Malifor. Spyro remembered him telling Cynder that he wanted her to run. To leave him and find some place to take up refuge from what was transpiring at the time. Yet dispite his request she refused to go. Insisting that no matter what might happen that she was going to remain by his side. Seeing as there was to be no changing her decision to stay he simply nodded to her in response. Then he began to call upon every bit of physical and magical power he had within him. For one last attempt to save their world. Then just as he released it all from his body, he heard her whisper in his ear three simple yet unexpected words to him. "I Love You". Then everything went black.
She loves me. Spyro thought to himself. Did she really mean it? More importantly did he feel the same way about her? They had both been through so much and they weren't always friends. At one time he considered her to be his enemy. Spyro could have left her when he defeated her at Convexity but he didn't. He saved her life than and again when they got trapped in the Well of Souls. Throughout all that time he felt a strong connection towards her. A need to protect her and show her that he cared about her. To spend time with her and do anything to see her smile. All along wondering why. What was this feeling of emotion that he had for her? Now that he thought about it, it was love. He loved her. Looking back at Cynder and peering at her beautiful face, Spyro knew that he still did.
It was at that moment that she came through and her eyes slowly opened. She blinked a few times to help her eyes adjust to the bright sunlight. Then when she was able to see clearly she lifted her head so that her eyes met with his. Spyro's breath caught in his chest as he gazed into the depths of her astonished eyes. After a few moments she broke the silence.
She shook her head slighty and then spoke to him in a tentative voice.
"Spyro... is that really you?"
"Yes" Spyro replied. "It's really me."
"Where are we? The last thing I can remember is...", she stopped short of what she was saying and looked away. As if she were embarrassed about she was going to say. So Spyro soothed his own nerves and finished what he felt certain she was going to say to him.
"The last thing you remember is telling me how much you truly care about me, as I made my last attempt to save our home. That you love me."
The scales on her cheeks flashed a deep shade of red as she softly gasped. Lifting one of her wings slightly in front of her she tries to hide the visible embarrassment on her face.
Spyro chuckles softly at her shy reaction to his knowing her true feelings towards him. He stops and leans his head down to her ear so she will have no trouble hearing what he has to say next.
"You have no idea how long I have waited to hear you say those words."
She slowly lowers her wing and looks up at his smiling face.
"Really?"
"Yes"
Shedding silent tears of joy Cynder closes her eyes as hers and Spyro's lips meet in a soft yet passionate kiss. The pressure of their lips pressed together warming her to her very core and setting her heart racing. Never had she felt more alive nor happy than in this single moment with Spyro.
They pull apart from their first kiss and gaze lovingly into one another's eyes.
"I love you Cynder"
"Yes... I know that now."
Sighing she stands up slowly and stretches her sore muscles.
"Well Spyro... I suppose we should probably start heading back to Warfang. The guardians are most likely concerned with our whereabouts and our health. Not to mention the fact that Sparx will be very worried about you."
"Don't worry about them, they'll be just fine. Besides whats the rush? Beings how we just saved the world and think we deserve something of vacation to relax and celebrate our victory"
"You know... that's actually not a bad Idea. The ancestors know we could use a break from helping people. Plus it will give us time alone together"
Says Cynder playfully.
"Then its settled. We'll take a three day vacation and then we will make our way back to Warfang.",
Spyro says as he wraps his tail around hers.
"But for now we should lie down and rest some, regain our strength."
Smiling Cynder nods in agreement with him and the two lie down next to each other. With Spyro holding her in his embrace and their tails still intertwined she falls into a peaceful slumber.
Author's Note: Well there you have it. If you have the time please leave reviews. Don't know how long it will be till I have the next chapter posted, but I'll try my best to get it up soon.
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