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Chapter Thirteen: The Fight to Malefor

Saira kept to herself in the room she and her mate sheared as the days lingered on. She didn't seem the happy go lucky dragoness everyone knew her to be, after the death of Brandon. The Guardians thought it would be better to tell everyone who he really was.

Three days ago...

Before a tomb was laid for the half-breed that everyone knew, Terrador made his way up to the stage; looking at the sea of bodies before him. Cyril and Volteer stood beside him as Flame, Ember, Spyro, Cynder and Saira stood in front of him.

"As you may have known," Terrador spoke in a deep voice. "Brandon was a half-breed, half human, half dragon. We all told you that his father was unknown to us; but this was not true." Many whispers and mutters were heard as the dragons, moles and even Cheetahs alike spoke to themselves. "We knew who his father was, or should I say is; but kept it from your ears for fear of what you might think." He looked around to the bodies before him. "His father, is Malefor!" the crowd at once burst into a frenzy of yelling and screaming, Terrador roared causing everyone to silence; all but one.

"How could you allow the son of a monster to live along side us!" a voice screamed as many agreed. "He would've killed us all anyway soon enough if that Trake didn't!" Saira claws clutched into the earth as Cynder patted her shoulder.

"That's not true!" everyone looked down at a small Mole; who ran toward the stage. This was the very same Mole that held Brandon sword when Malefor first came to attack. "He would never do such a thing; Brandon was kind and saved many of our lives even my mommy and me!" the same voice was heard as the sea of bodies moved to show a deep yellow dragon.

"He was just faking you little brat!" he called out.

"He was not!" the child stomped his foot. "My mommy always told me something when I found out that one of my friends father did something bad when he was a kid. She said the sin of the father is never the sin of the son; and I believe that!" Saira gave a warm smile as the child defended her late mate. "He may have the blood of Malefor but that doesn't mean that he would've been like him I just know it!"

"He speaks the truth!" another dragon red this time, was heard as he stood beside the Mole. "Just because he carries the blood of that bastard doesn't make him anything like him! We all knew him well, we saw how caring he was and now you're going to hate him jus because we know his father? I don't think he's the monster, but all of you who think of him like that!" the yellow dragon didn't say anything as Volteer made his way up.

"He gave up everything to keep this place safe." He looked up. "He taught us things, like how even two different species can still love each other," he looked down a Saira who had her head down. "And even taught me a few things; I am glad to have known him as a friend!" Cyril nodded and took his turn.

"I didn't' know Brandon that much, but I agree with Volteer and the young one here." He looked down toward the Mole. "He will never truly be Malefor son; never."

With the help of many, a stone grave was put in the spot where Brandon was last seen, with a few words printed on the stone.

Here lay the soul of Brandon

A friend

A mate

A dragon

Saira wept as those words were put down, friends came to comfort her; but it made it worse. Soon the friends Brandon made, even if he didn't know them left; only Saira remained looking at the grave, crying still.

Present day

Spyro and Cynder stood close to each other as they watched as the sun began to rise for a new day to start. Ever since Brandon passed, nothing seemed to be the same; Sprax had gone back to his mother and father place when he heard that something was happening. Spyro couldn't leave but told Sprax to give his mother and father his loved as his brother wiped toward the forest were hey lived. Flame and Ember stayed close to each other, became closer as the days pasted which was great for Spyro, getting a break from the pink dragoness bugging. The Guardians Volteer and Cyril sent word out with the help of Hunter an old friend from the Cheetah village, to send word to any other dragons out there that they needed an ice, electricity and fire Guardians for training. He left but not without paying respect to his friends fallen comrade. At last Cynder spoke.

"It has to stop." Spyro looked over at her, wondering what she meant. "The fighting, the pain, the deaths; it has to stop!" Spyro agreed without a doubt. "So, I saw we take the fight to Malefor!" Spyro jerked away from Cynder when he heard that.

"Cynder, even if we could; we don't even know where he is hiding!" Cynder looked down.

"What about the Pool of Visions?" Spyro thought for a moment. "If you think of Malefor, don't you think that you could see where he's hiding?" again Spyro thought then lit up.

"Yes... yes! I can do that, I mean I did it when I had to find my power once; so why not with a living person!" Cynder was up with him as they both ran toward the pool to see if their idea would work.

Saira closed her eyes as she tried to work her earth power. She reopened them and shot an earth missile after missile at the targets that was laid out for her as Terrador nodded.

"That's enough for today Saira," she only nodded as she turned to leave; only to have a tail stop her. "Saira, we all miss him too; but you can't always be like this, a zombie." Saira didn't say anything as Terrador sigh letting her go. She made her way down the hallway, her head down thinking to herself.

Saira... her head shot up as she looked around, she heard her name; but it was from a voice she never heard of. Saira, can you hear me; answer me if you do please...

"I hear you," she answered still looking around as the voice sigh.

Thank god, I never thought I find a way though your mind. Saira was confused.

"Who are you?" The voice gave a small sigh.

Greydor. Saira stopped and went wide eyes. She knew who Greydor was, Brandon alter self.

"Greydor!" she cried. "Is it really you, does that me Brandon is alive?" Greydor again sigh.

In a way yes, please we us go to the Guardians so I may speak to them all! Saira didn't understand what he meant b in a way, but listened all the same.

Everyone was in the small room, the two fire breathers sat side by side almost touching as Spyro and Cynder were the last to come in.

"Guys we have news!" Saira looked over as she nodded.

"So do I, that's why, bring you here" again Greydor spoke.

Tell them that we have to tell them first...I don't know how long I can do this for... Saira nodded.

"I have to tell you mine first, please it's important!" everyone else looked to each other; they haven't seen her like this since the day Brandon was gone.

"Alright young one, speak then." Saira was about to speak when Greydor spoke in her head again.

Allow me to speak with them. Saira was a little confused on his request, and how he was going to do it for that matter. Just let your mind go numb, and I'll do the rest. Saira nodded and closed her eyes, letting her body relax. A feeling went over her as her body shook, Terrador was about to go to see if she was alright, when her eyes opened to show Malefor eyes. "Greetings everyone," it was Greydor voice. "It's nice to speak to you all now."

Everyone jumped back. Frighten at what they just saw as Greydor snickered.

"Do not fear," he reassured. "I did not take over her body fully; I'm only taking it over for a few moments to tell you something important!" Everyone looked toward each other; Sparx hovered by his brother eyeing the Greydor version of Saira with concern and whispered to Spyro.

"I don't like this bro," he had just come back the other day, saying that their folks did miss not having Spyro come but accepted why he couldn't come. "I mean, those eyes freak me out!" Spyro eye turned to the dragonfly.

"I understand where you're coming from," he answered. "But this is the best way to find Brandon and get him back!" Sparx only crossed his arms, still not liking how their friend, was the son of their enemy. Volteer, being the kind of dragon he was one that most wanting to know as much as he could, went up toward the dragon using Saira and peered closer at him/her.

"This is utterly amazing!" he cried looking closer causing Greydor to shrink back. "I have also wished to know what Brandon alters sounded like, and here we get the chance; but how are you here when he not, isn't he dead?" Greydor shook Saira head.

"No," he answered. "That blast was fake, caused by Malefor himself to make you all think we were dead so that he could..." he looked down sighing. "Brandon is strong I'll say that, but I don't know how long he can last." Spyro made his way up.

"What do you mean?" he asked as Greydor looked toward him.

"Brandon and me together have a very strong mind, but he asked, more like begged for me to come and tell you all where he was; and to say that he was still thinking of Saira and that she was the source of that will power." He smiled. "You truly don't have any idea how much he loves her!" Ember made her way up and nodded.

"I think we do, but now; where are you?" Greydor nodded and went toward the Pool of Vision. Touching the water with Saira paw, the green dragon soon fell onto her side as Cynder and Spyro ran to her side.

She groaned loudly as her head shook, her voice back and eyes as well.

"W...what?" she looked around dazed until she looked toward Cynder. "Did...did he tell you guys?" Volteer walked up and shook his head.

"Not tell, but show." The pool cleared from its ripple to show their old Temple, but it had a more sinister look with Apes walking around. The view flew into the temple as everyone else watched, the room where Spyro used to train had a hole now, leading down into many holding cells. Each of those cells had ether a Cheetah, a mole or a dragon. But one, in the far end, held Brandon without a shirt on with many scars and fresh blood dripping down his side; Saira gasped out and was about to touch the water, when the image vanished. Saira didn't say anything as she stilled watched the pool, everyone else watched what she would do until she stood straight*

"We got to save him and the others!" Terrador grunted and nodded.

"I'll come too," he looked toward his comrades. "You two still need to find your candidates, and if Brandon is in that bad of shape now, he'll need someone to carry him!" Cyril nodded.

"Yes, this is true; when we'll you leave?" everyone looked toward Saira, as if this was her mission to lead; and in a way, it was.

"Tonight," she answered. "Tonight we go and get my mate, our friend; and those captives tonight!