Memories (OLD STORY): The Temple
Ok, I completely FORGOT to post the one shot prequel to this, but Spyro commits suicide before this story after Cynder dies. Hence why she was like she was in the beginning. Gimmie a min, I'll post it.
"Cynder?"
Cynder wondered who this dragon was, and how he knew her. She decided to ask him.
"Hi! Who are you and how do you know my name?" Cynder asked innocently as the other dragon's jaw almost hit the ground.
"You don't remember? I'm Terrador, the earth guardian." The elder dragon told Cynder, who looked confused.
"Earth guardian? That sounds like a tough job..." Cynder replied as Wind mewed once more, attracting Terrador's attention.
"Who is this, Cynder?" Terrador asked her as Wind looked up at him.
"His name is Wind...and he lost his mother. He thinks that I am his mother though..." Cynder whispered to Terrador.
"You're not really his mother, right?" Terrador whispered back as Wind mewed once more, completely oblivious to the conversation.
"NO! We're not even the same species!" Cynder yelled back, blushing at the question.
"It is possible...Volteer mentioned something about mix-species having children...." Terrador trailed off, making the blood drain out of Cynder's face.
"Don't worry; you are too young to mate. Even if you did....you know, you wouldn't have any children." Terrador explained after seeing Cynder's expression, a bit uncomfortable about the topic.
"That's a relief...but I need to get Wind to shelter. Can we come in?" Cynder asked the earth guardian.
"Yes, you may. I'm really going to have a headache from Volteer's speech about how you lost your memory...." Terrador groaned, preparing for the inevitable
"Who's Volteer?" Cynder asked, curious on whom it was.
"Trust me, you don't wanna know..." Terrador replied as he walked towards the door and chanted something. The door slid open, revealing a hallway that led somewhere.
Cynder immediately took interest in the temple, marveling the granite walls and smooth floor. The torches on the wall illuminated the way in an eerie way, but Cynder felt at home for some unknown reason. She continued down the hall, taking in everything that she saw.
Eventually, they came to a large room that had a large basin of water in it. Wind mewed at the water and tried to get off Cynder's back to get to it.
"This is the Temple of Shatar, where the guardians attempt to maintain the peace of the land." Terrador explained to Cynder, who looked around in awe.
"This is amazing! How did you build it?" Cynder asked as she walked around, examining every part of the room.
"We did not build it; our ancestor's built it when the land was young. Even after all of these years, it remains in good condition...." Terrador replied as took a deep breath.
"Who are the other guardians?" Cynder asked as she looked into the water and looked at her reflection. Wind, looking at the water, leaned over to far squeaked as he fell in with a splash.
"Wind!" Cynder yelled as she plucked him out of the water and placed him on dry ground, where he shook the water off and hissed at it.
"That is the pool of visions. Only certain dragons can see visions that show them what they need to see. Ignitus, the fire guardian, is one of them." The earth guardian explained to Cynder.
"You still haven't explained who the others were..." Cynder said, slightly annoyed.
"Very well. The other guardians are Volteer, the electric guardian who doesn't know how to shut up, Cyril, the ice guardian who can be a snob at times, and Ignitus, the fire guardian and father of Spyro. We haven't heard from Ignitus ever since he left a week ago..." Terrador told Cynder, who was playing with Wind.
"Did someone say my name?" a voice asked from the other room. Suddenly, a blue dragon with ice crystals sprouting from multiple parts of his body stepped into the room. When he saw Cynder, he gasped.
"Great Scott! Cynder is alive!" he exclaimed in a British accent.
"Who are you?" Cynder asked.
"Why, I'm Cyril, the ice guardian! Don't you remember!" the ice dragon asked, dumbfounded that Cynder had forgotten about him.
"Oh! Terrador told about you! He said that you are kind of a snob!" Cynder replied, completely oblivious to the signals that Terrador was showing her.
"So, I'm a 'snob' am I, Terrador?" Cyril asked, giving Terrador a death glare.
"What's all the racket? I'm trying to read!" a fast voice yelled as a yellow dragon with purple horns and ridges came into the room.
"I think she is self explanatory." Terrador told the yellow dragon, who looked at Cynder, who was nuzzling Wind with her nose.
"What sorcery is this! Cyril, is this revenge for last night?" he asked the ice guardian, who chuckled.
"No Volteer, she was here with Terrador when I came in." Cyril replied, throwing the conversation on Terrador.
"She has lost her memories apparently. She doesn't remember who we all are. I haven't asked her about Spyro, but I doubt that she remembers him." Terrador explained to Volteer.
"Mr. Terrador, who is this?" Cynder asked as she walked over to them.
"Preposterous! There is no evidence on how she has lost her memory." Volteer protested.
"There is no 'evidence' on how she is alive, Volteer...." Cyril said to the yellow dragon.
"So you're Volteer? Terrador told me that you didn't know how to shut up. Is this true?" Cynder asked innocently as Wind mewed.
"Terrador, you better have a good explanation on why you told her that I never shut up..." Volteer hissed, electricity crackling from his scales.
"Well Volteer, Terrador does have a point. You do have a tendency to ramble about topics..." Cyril said to Volteer.
"It's not MY fault that I have GTS!" Volteer replied, on the verge of shocking them. Wind mewed suddenly, breaking up the argument.
"Who is this?" Cyril asked as he padded over to the small kitten, who looked back at him with his blue eyes.
"That is Wind. He has lost his mother and thinks that I am his mother." Cynder replied as she gazed at Wind.
"You're not his mother, right?" Cyril asked Cynder.
"I already went over the issue with her, Cyril. She is not his mother." Terrador told Cyril, saying the last part so only the other guardians and Cynder could hear. They didn't know if Wind could understand them, so they didn't want him to hear it.
"We're not even the same species, so why do you ever consider it?" Cynder asked, completely forgetting what Terrador told her earlier.
"Well, it happens when..." Volteer started.
"Volteer?" Cyril asked.
"Hmm, yes?"
"Shut up."
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A dragon in black armor flew towards the temple. He was as silent as an owl on a hunt, even with the armor.
"Are you near, my friend?" a voice said in his head.
"Yes, I am Master."
"Good, I want her eliminated immediately. If you cannot kill her, bring me the cheetah that's with her. They have no idea what he can do and I intend on bringing it out." the voice commanded.
"Very well, I will not fail." The dragon replied as he flew closer to the temple, the sun setting in the background.
Next few chapters have something also never done before until I started it. I think I'm the only one to every do it even to today.