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Chapter Seventeen: A Story of a Mother

Brandon didn't speak much the fly back to Warfang; many of the dragons that were capture came from different clans of dragons and wished to go back. The earth dragon Terrador allowed them to live and prayed them safe flight. The Moles stayed with the dragon on legend and the Guardian, waiting to return home to their family. Steele had agreed to come too, like the battle with Cynder he had helped, he wish to help with this battle; and hope to rid the world of Malefor and Blackness for good. Nathan had no choice of the matter but to come along. He didn't know how he would get home and wished to help in some way. He told every one of his smarts and many he could draw out plans for new inventions or battle plans for everyone to use. He still felt somewhat scared of the dragons around him, even though Brandon told them they were friends; but he still felt unease ether way. Once the group made it though the gate, all eyes went to Brandon who they thought were dead, a few went up and greeted him with hands shakes and good will. He only nodded; lost in his own world. Saira was worried for her mate, she never seen him like this before, so quite; so far away. Spyro told her that he was just thinking, the human women that saved them who Brandon claimed to be his mother must have put him in a sate of shock. Cynder agreed with Spyro, she also told Saira to just watch over Brandon and he'll be back in no time.

Volteer and Cyril was more then surprised to see Brandon alive, they both gave their welcomes back and good will; but Brandon didn't say much. They were even more surprised to see Steele walk in after Terrador as they all sheared welcomes and short stories. Brandon slipped away from the chattering and went up the stairs toward his and Saira room as Nathan watched until Cyril came from behind.

"Hello there young one." Nathan jumped back and backed away from the ice dragon keeping his head down.

"H...hello..." he muttered under his breath as Cyril cocked his head to the side. Spyro came up beside Cyril then.

"He's a little shy I think," Spyro told the ice dragon. And he was capture by Malefor forces so I think he's ill willed of us at the moment." Cyril gave a slight nod as Volteer came up.

"Your Nathan, right?" the human looked up for a short moment and nodded. "Well I head you have a smart mind and love new things, I have these books that need reading and some plans of old inventions the Moles made long ago. I could one of your talents to help me draw out plans to make them better; if you're interested?" Nathan looked up at once.

"You're asking me for help?" he asked as Volteer laughed.

"Yes, It would be good to have someone else in this temple who can shear that greatness of an over smart thinking and planer. Maybe we can use some of your inventions of they can better help us!" Nathan eyes shone with interest as he nodded.

"Alright; I even had an idea that might better help Brandon out with his powers; I just need..." the two walked away shearing thoughts and plans as Cyril shook his head.

"Great..." he muttered. "Another Volteer..." Spyro gave a short chuckle as Cynder came up and tapped Spyro shoulder. He turned around to see her nudge her head over toward his room.

"Can I talk to you?" she asked as Spyro only nodded, the two making their way toward the room. Steele saw this and only gave a slight smile.

"It's hard to think that's Cynder after everything that happened." Terrador nodded and stood beside his old friend.

"Indeed it is," he turned to look at him. "You still have the same room if you choose to use it; you know where it is." Steele nodded.

"Thank you, I think I will turn in now that you mention that." He gave a slight bow and turned to leave; taking off into the air.

In Spyro room, the two dragons sat in front of the fireplace as Spyro brought it to life with his breath. Cynder watched the flames flicker as the glow bounced off Spyro scales giving him a slight glow. She smiled at his looks, knowing that this was right.

"Spyro..." she started. "Do you remember what happened after we stopped Malefor the first time?" Spyro looked over toward her, the fire lighting in his purple eyes as he nodded.

"Yes, the world was breaking apart and I used much of my power to stop it." She nodded.

"I mean before that?" Spyro looked back to the fire, he was glad the fire light blocked the blush he was now getting.

"I...heard you say, 'I love you'." This time it was Cynder turn to blush as she lent closer to Spyro, he turned to see her muzzle close to his as he started to breathe deeper.

"I meant it..." she pushed her lips to his as she kissed him. Spyro gave a surprised muff, but soon closed his own eyes kissing her back. They both screamed in their head thanking whatever gods were watching that this was happening. The purple dragon moved closer to her, wrapping his tail around Cynder's own as they broke the kiss for air. The two looked at each other deep in their eyes as Spyro moved up and nuzzled her cheek.

"I love you too Cynder," he whispered. "I...just didn't know how to tell you." Cynder returned the nuzzle, she was given as they lay next to each other by the fire, shearing another kiss.

Brandon stood outside on the walkway outside his door window. He brought a black shirt on as he looked toward the raising moons that were rising. The thought of how his mother died and how he watched it burned in his head. His mind telling him that the women he saw early was not his mother; but his heart, told him another story. For the first time in a long time, Brandon slid to the ground of the walkway holding his head in his hands close to his knees as he cried. He wanted to believe that it was his mother, but again the thought of what happened to her rushed back casing him to cry harder. The door to his room opened as the green dragoness walked in, hearing his soft cries as she went over. She saw him sitting on the ground in a blubbing mess as she went over and brought a wing over him and hugged him. He wrapped his arms around her neck and cried more, soon Saira join; because of her seeing him like this. Soon Brandon tears dried as he pulled himself away from his mate but didn't move.

"That couldn't be my mother..." he whispered as Saira listened.

"You said you're mother died..." she said. "How did she die?" Brandon arms tightened as his hands clutched at the floor.

"I was fifteen years old," he started. "It was the day of my birthday, my mother thought she would take me to see a movie of my choice, which she did." He looked away as he went on. "We were on our way home when I notice that we were being followed by two guys, I whispered to my mother of this and she nodded, didn't look back but quicken our pace. The men followed us still, and when we rounded the corner; another man waited for us. One of the men that were following us grabbed me from behind and held a knife to my throat, I tried to scream but he held my mouth as the other two grabbed my mother and pulled us into a dark building. She started to rip her clothes off...and rape her." Saira eyes grew wide with shock. "I watched the whole thing, the man holding me down watching as he saw his friends rape her, they even took turns, holding me and raping her. At last the sounds of the police were heard. Someone called them sawing what happened. The three thought it was me who called them and threw me to the wall, I gave a short cry at the pain, but even more when I felt one kick my gut. I looked up to see the one that had the knife go up to my mom and...slit her throat." He could feel the tears coming again. They ran out, as I ran to my mother, trying to stop the bleeding. The men were caught outside as one officers came to me trying to pull me away from my mother limp naked body, saying she was gone; but I wouldn't give up... they let me go on, but when the tears flowed down...only then did I stop."

He looked toward Saira crying still.

"I didn't even go to her burly, I just ran; ran and ran..." he looked away ashamed. "Because of me...my mother died."

"Brandon..." Saira held him close to her. "It wasn't you're faults...it wasn't..." Brandon didn't say anything, he just looked forward. When he did speak he looked up.

"I want to think that it's her...but who would want to bring her back but Malefor?" Saira didn't hold those answers and didn't want to try to answer it.

"I don't know..." she answered. "But one day, the answers will come." Brandon gave a slight nod as he hugged Saira, kissing her on the lips as she kissed back. They soon stood up and went to their pillow bed. Brandon took off his shirt and laid on his back as Saira laid her head on his chest looking at him as he closed his eyes to sleep, she soon followed, wrapping her tail around his hand and sleeping as well.