Ember - A Dying Light (A 'Spyro the Dragon' Fanfiction)

32: Confession.

Spyro stared into the night sky, realizing just how much trouble Ember is causing for the Dragon Realms. Cynder was asleep inside the temple, and he was out on the balchony, hoping the answer to stopping Ember would come to him. He is startled when a demonic voice sounds from the shadows behind him. It is none other than the evil dragoness herself. "Hello, my dearest..!" Her voice was now no longer her's. It was a series of voices at the same time. All of which were voices of her victims.

"Ember." Spyro said. "What is it you want?"

"You, Spyro..!" Cackled Ember. "I'm here because I can't leave without you."

Spyro asked, "You're leaving?"

"I must." She answered him. "I should seek out a home far from a place I will be burned out of. I need you to come with me, dear."

"Why?" He asked. "Why should I leave with you? I'm not like you. I have Cynder to love and look after... Soon, I'll have more than just her..."

"Leave her!" She screamed like a banshee. "Kill her! Leave them! Come live with and love me, Spyro!"

Spyro tried to reach out to Ember. "No. Come live here, Ember. Live in the temple with us, Ember. We can change you from this. You don't have to feel pain any longer. You don't have to be a-"

"-Monster!? Is that what I am, Spyro?!"

"You are." He said. "But I want to help you to rise from this monster."

"I need no help! I can't be helped! There is NO WAY I can change..! My scars have reached my soul... I honor these scars..." Ember claimed, turning away from Spyro.

Spyro sighed woefully and said, "Then leave this temple, Ember."

She came closer to Spyro and said, "You love me, Spyro. I can tell. I will wait for you to realize that, as I have." She took to the skies, and Spyro remained on the balchony, shaking his head.

"May the anscestors look after you; may they look after us all..."