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Chapter Seven: Family Reunited.

Brandon was up at once when he heard that Spyro and Cynder were in trouble. He felt dizzy at first but shook it off, looking around he found his chest plate and was about to put it on when he heard Greydor deep within his head.

Don't, he spoke gentle to him. With that on you won't be able to use your fire without cooking yourself in the progress! Brandon cursed the luck he was in as he started to take off the rest of his armour, the Mole beside him was confused at what he was doing and was about to say something when the human turned to him.

"Where's my sword?" the Mole pointed to a wall to show it standing on its side as Brandon ran and strapped it to his back and took off running out of the Temple. As he ran down the hallway, Greydor spoke in his mind.

You must remember Brandon, he reminded his brother. _That too much anger will make you go out of control, it took almost all my power to stop you the last time! And also, our father is far more powerful then you are; he may try to make you join him, but you must not listen to anything he says! _Brandon nodded as he listened to the dragon in his head. His mother sword hitting the back of his head as at last he skid to a stop outside, which took his breath away. Cynder lay on a wall close to him, her wing draped over her head as she didn't move.

"No..." he ran over to her and went to his knees, bringing his finger to her neck; he felt a slight pulse but it was very weak. He brought his head up, hoping to find Spyro to see if he was alright. Scanning the area around him, he found a small yellow light laying on the ground not to far from himself as he quickly brought Cynder inside the Temple, already a few Moles grabbed her and brought her inside; as he went to investigate the light. He found Sparx on the ground, a little bump on his head as he groaned in his sleep. Very lightly Brandon lifted him off the ground and poked his chest still looking around to be safe.

"Ow..." he groaned holding his head. "What happened?"

"I was hoping you could answer me that." The dragon fly looked up to see the human looking down at him as he blinked a few times.

"Hey, it's you; that hairless monkey!" Brandon glared.

"Human!" Sparx rolled his eyes.

"Like it makes any difference!" the two glared at each other until Sparx flew from his hand. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to hide somewhere; where's Spyro?" Brandon sighs.

"I don't know," he answered. "I just saw this right now, what happened?" Sparx tried his best to remember when a blot of lightening shot between the two. Both jumped or flew backwards. The two looked up making sure that they wouldn't get hit again; when they found out where Spyro was.

Spyro hovered from enough from his foe, but what Brandon and Sparx could see; he was not doing so well. The dragon that looked almost like him gave a smirk as he watched one of the dragons that imprisoned him, his scales looked purple, but it looked dull like if dirt cling to him. His talons clutched into fist as his twisted wings held him in a hover. Brandon hated how he couldn't do anything to help his friend, he wanted to help him; but at the same time help Cynder. Sparx looked to almost fly to his foster brother side; but Brandon held him by his tail.

"Don't!" hiss the human. "We don't stand a chance head on!" he looked around and found a fallen tower and gave a smirk. "Go to Cynder," he went on. "I'll help Spyro!" Sparx looked like he was going to say somthign, but nodded as he did as he was told; leaving the human to start climbing the tower.

Malefor shot missiles of earth spikes toward Spyro, who used his own to counter the attack; this caused a cloud of dust to form making it hard for the smaller purple dragon to see. When he thought he could see, the claw of Malefor gripped him around his neck causing Spyro to cry out in pain. The Dark Master snickered in his own little way as he held his pray tightly in his grip.

"Not so powerful without Cynder are you?" He tried his best to claw the paw that held him, but he couldn't; already he could feel his strength leaving him. His eyes rolled as his breath started to leave, looking behind Malefor to see that Brandon had climbed as high as he could, crouching down as if to jump from the gap to where Malefor was hovering. Spyro eyes went wide as indeed the human jumped and brought his right arm above his head, turning into a flame fury. Malefor followed Spyro gaze but was too late to move. As hard as he could, Brandon punched Malefor on the crown of his head downward as his hand exploded with the contact, the Dark Master roared in pain flinging Spyro toward the ground as Brandon began to fall as well, not thinking his plan all the way though. Spyro saw this and dived down as fast as he could, grabbing him by his arm with his hind claws, flapping his wings hard trying to slow down so that it wouldn't kill them when they crashed. They both hit the ground soon after, rolling and jumping off the ground until at last they both stopped; groaning in pain. Spyro was the first to stand, his legs wobbling as he shook his head.

"Brandon?" he looked over to see Brandon slowly standing himself.

"Yeah..." he answered. "I'm still here, barley" both looked over to see Malefor come toward them, yellow eyes on them, but once his eyes went onto Brandon's and the blade he held; he stopped.

Get up; quick! Brandon listened and was one his feet, puling out the sword on his back and held it out in front of him, Malefor just watched them smiled a wicked smile as he stood tall. Brandon arm shook a bit seeing the very one that conceived him all those years ago.

"Hello," Malefor rumbled deep n his throat. "My son."