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Well, here it is, the rewritten version of my previous attempt at a sequel to Spyro: Return of Darkness. For those of you not familiar with it, the following involves Spyro and Cynder from the new Legend of Spyro multi-platform game trilogy. For those of you who do know, welcome back.

As with all fanstorying, Spyro and game crew (Cynder, Ignitus, Volteer, Cyril, Terrador, Sparx, etc) are not owned by me, that's for Sierra/Krome Studios to deal with. I do, however, hold the intellectual copyright for Solar and Flare and their basic designs (when I get around to sketching them), as well as later characters that I will not reveal here; also the basic storyline. And, on the note of said fanstorying, I'd like to point out that for my purposes, Spyro and Cynder are NOT siblings, nor are they in Return of Darkness or in my art. If you think otherwise, take it up with Yiff Dragon, apparently he's got proof.

Before I begin this series, like I did in chapter 1 of RoD, I'd like to thank kroqgar and Yiff Dragon for writing such awesome stories that inspired me to externalize these ideas--there may be some similarities between their stories and this one, but hey, there's a saying, "Imitation is the highest form of flattery" :P. For this series I'd also like to thank Lady_Shandi for pointing out a loose end in RoD that is going to be pretty pivotal here.

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"With you here, how could I not?" she asked, kissing him. Her voice still had a young tone to it, but unlike when she'd been an adult under the Dark Master, her voice had a gentler, more melodious ring in it that Spyro just couldn't get enough of.

Spyro laughed to himself and put his wing over her. She snuggled up against him with a content smile, putting her head against his neck the way she always did. Because of the difference in their growth it was easier for her to lean against him like this now so he could lean his head against hers. "So, how's my beautiful dragoness this morning?"

"Same as always...madly in love with her purple dragon."

He sensed something else behind her words. "Anything else?"

She knew he felt her uncertainty and sighed, looking at the ground. "I wanna start a family, Spyro...I've been in heat at least five times already, and I feel another coming up."

"And you're worried?"

"If we start a family..." She hesitated. "Oh Spyro, I'm scared. I wanna have children, and I know you do too, but...with what we are, can we do it?"

"Cynder, you're not the evil serpent you once were," Spyro said, turning her head to his with a gentle paw. "The Dark Master's been gone since our last battle against him, and that darkness he left in you isn't there anymore. You're my mate...and I'm yours."

"But you're the purple dragon," she continued, still not consoled. "What's to stop something else coming along?"

"Nothing...but with you by my side, nothing can get in our way." He kissed her and she smiled against his mouth.

"I guess you're right...but still, are we ready?"

"I am when you are," he said, wrapping his arms around her. She sighed happily and returned the hug, pressing her head against him. Spyro couldn't help but worry now...what if something did indeed come and started causing problems?

Cynder eventually sighed and pulled away from him with a small smile. "Know what? You're right...if we have each other we've got nothing to worry about."

"So you've decided?"

"Not just yet. Maybe when I'm in heat next."

She fell against him again and he held her close, wrapping his wings around her and feeling the appreciation from her.

"Y'know," he said with humor in his voice, "all this gets me thinking...I keep thinking back to that little scare we had on ourselves. Remember when Ignitus again brought up we were both born the same year?"

Her eyes widened and she laughed. "Oh yeah, that was awesome. We both thought we were related..."

"Well, even if we were technically family, I'd still love you," he said, and she nuzzled against him. Her stomach suddenly growled loudly and they both jumped, and laughed.

"C'mon, let's get you some breakfast," Spyro said, and she nodded and followed him towards the nearest fruit tree.

After a large breakfast of chilled fruit, courtesy of Spyro's ice-breath, they flew lazily back to the Dragon Temple, feeling their scales being warmed as the sun climbed higher in the sky. When they landed, Spyro stopped, and Cynder looked at him quizzically.

"Cynder, I almost forgot...I need to go check on the islands again," he said, and he mentally kicked himself as she looked at the floor.

"Alright...get going," she said, and walked inside, her tail dragging on the floor. Spyro bit his lower lip and when she was out of sight he groaned.

"Dammit...Cynder, I know you want me here...I can't do anything about it though," he said, and with a heavy sigh he took off. Around the Corner Cynder heard him fly off and a tear fell down her face. These past few months he'd been going off to the islands to do something that she was prohibited from helping him with...almost every day he was gone, but he never told her why and it hurt her.

"Spyro...why can't you stay here?" she demanded of the air. Ignitus and the other guardians had been gone for days, and another tear rolled down her face as she felt the lonely air in the room. She sullenly walked into her room, flopped on the huge bed made for her and Spyro, and quietly cried.

As Spyro flew, he felt her solitude and depression, and clenched his face with a pained groan. He so badly wished she could come with him, that this didn't have to be such a big secret...but there was nothing that could be done about it. He was the only one who could do this... Setting his face he flew off even faster, wanting to get there and back as quickly as possible.

Around midday, Cynder woke from her nap with a start, and looked around. Good, she was back in her room...she flopped back on her pillow and groaned.

"Why do I keep on seeing these things?" she asked, and as usual got no reply. "Every day now I've had these dreams..." Haunting dreams, at that. Enemies surrounding her, chasing her through the temple, through her old fortress, through Dante's Freezer and Tall Plains...dark skies and evil tidings...but the worst ones were of when she was facing Spyro--the black, glowing-eyed Spyro she'd seen on the Night of Eternal Darkness. Another tear rolled down her face...were these dreams or visions? "Spyro gets knocked out when he has a vision...I can't tell between random dreams and visions anymore."

She lay on the bed for a while, then sighed and slipped off, wandering through the temple into the underground hallways. In one room was a small hole in the wall, a pathway used by small animals, inside which lay those secret tunnels she and Spyro had been violently transported from by the Dark Master's magic before their last showdown against him. She clambered up into the pathways and headed down to her secret spot. In the violent magic outbreak that had flung them to the Dark Master's parallel realm, the hallways had been demolished, but Cynder had found an open path and a small chamber where she stayed when Spyro was gone. She hopped up onto a cushion-shaped rock and curled up, thinking of Spyro. What was he doing all day that she couldn't help with? She knew he wasn't cheating on her--they were the only two dragons their age in this part of the world, she knew that for sure, having searched for other dragons years ago as an evil adult under the Dark Master's power. But still, what could he possibly be doing that was more important than being with her? She sniffed and closed her eyes, falling asleep again, having nothing better to do.

That evening, Cynder took her usual spot on the roof as she awaited her mate's return. Against the setting sun she saw his long-winged figure growing larger and larger as he came back home to her. For some reason, he didn't slow down as he approached, and she shrieked in surprise as he suddenly but gently grabbed her off the roof, did a few loop-de-loops in the air and plummetted back down to the balcony before kissing her full on the mouth. He broke away to let her catch her breath and grinned at her. She looked at him oddly but smiled back.

"What was that for?" she asked.

"I know you miss me during the day, and I hate it...just wanted to give you a little thriller."

She sat up and kissed him, and they sat there, gazing into each others' eyes as they played with each others' tongues. She eventually sat back with a sad gleam in her eyes. "Spyro...can't you tell me ANYthing about what it is you do all day?"

He sighed heavily. "I wish I could but I swore I wouldn't, and now I can't...and I regret it every day."

"Why?"

He looked around as if fearing someone would overhear him and whispered, "It was only supposed to be a few weeks but there were...complications."

"'It'?"

"When it's time I'll tell you," he said, running his paw along her face. She held his paw against her cheek as she looked at him. "Cynder...I really, really hate leaving you alone like this every day, and I can't stand not being able to tell you what's going on...just know this--it relates to keeping the peace here." She nodded but looked at the floor, and he sighed. "I know it hurts you...it hurts me too."

She wanted to believe him, but some dark thing in her kept telling her to be wary of words. It had been for months now and kept getting in the way of their conversations. She struggled to think of something to say, but it soon became awkward with the pause so she faked a shiver and yawned. "Getting a bit cold out here," she said.

"I guess," he said, and she knew he knew she was faking, but nonetheless they walked to their room. As they lay there on their bed Cynder draped herself over Spyro, and leaned her head against his paw with a smile as he rubbed her cheek. He looked her in the eyes for a bit before lying his head back down, still running his paw along her face. "Cynder, I really wish I didn't have to leave you alone here all day..."

"I kinda miss Sparx, actually," she said, "but I know he wouldn't talk to me if he was here."

Spyro laughed. "I know why he hasn't visited in so long...he still hasn't gotten over me falling in love with you."

She scooted forward on him. "Well, that's just too bad for him, isn't it?" she whispered, her muzzle almost touching his. He kissed her and she wrapped her forelegs around his neck. He wrapped his tail around hers and squeezed her gently as he hugged her, and she sighed happily into the kiss. Spyro reached back and pulled the huge white blanket over both of them, his mind briefly flashing back to the Atllawa and their generosity in giving them this blanket.

The next morning Cynder woke up to find Spyro still sleeping next to her. It was rather late in the morning, and she shook him gently. He groaned, his face contorting, and he rolled over mumbling "I don't...five..." His mumbling turned into a huge yawn.

"Spyro," she whispered in his ear, "aren't you supposed to be somewhere?"

"Not today," he whispered back, rolling back over and opening his eyes to look at her. "I got a break today."

She giggled and stretched her wing over him. "Just for me huh?"

"Who else?" She gasped but smiled as he pulled her to him and kissed her, and they lay there for a while, lost in their love, before Cynder rolled away and slipped off the bed. He followed suit and walked beside her into the main room. Spyro side-glanced at Cynder as she looked at the huge stone dragon statue. "Wanna do some training?"

"Sure, I'm up for something." The huge statue began to sink into the floor, and the hole closed up as a bunch of wooden dummies appeared. "Who's up first?"

"I'll watch," Spyro said, sitting back on his haunches. Cynder raced in and the dummies began attacking her. Spyro smiled as he watched Cynder whip around, using her claws and tail expertly to keep the dummies at bay before she blasted them with fire. She still had more breath-power than Spyro when it came to fire, and Spyro never failed to be amazed at the inferno that shot from her mouth like a volcano. A huge dummy appeared and swung a club at her, but she rolled to the side and set it on fire. To Spyro's utter surprise the dummy flashed and grew bigger, and Cynder finally had to blast it with her multi-directional light breath. Ten beams of light shot from her mouth in random directions, but she forced them to focus on the dummy and it fell over and disappeared. Panting a bit, she looked at Spyro.

"Funny, very funny."

"I didn't do it," he said, approaching her. "I have no idea what just happened there." Cynder's eyes widened, and Spyro cocked his head at her curiously. "Something wrong?"

She sat down and shivered. "I had a dream where that very thing happened...I was hoping it was just a dream..."

"Huh?"

"Some dark force was slowly rising in my dream, and it was taking control of our training sessions and turning the dummies into animated warriors." She looked at the floor. "I was hoping it was just a dream..."

"Maybe this was just an anomaly, as Volteer would put it."

"I sure hope so..."

Spyro sat beside her and wrapped his wing around her, and she gave a small smile and leaned her head against him. After a while he looked at her. "Remember Solar?"

"That's a random thing to say..."

"I know...I was just thinking, we haven't seen him since he left to find Flare."

"Think he's found her?"

"I know he's found her. I don't know how I know, but I'm sure he has."

She giggled. "An ice dragon and a fire dragon...then again, not much different than me and you, is it?"

"Got that right," he said with a grin, and caught her mouth with his. He sensed a familiar excitement from her and smirked. "You're wanting some fun, aren't you?" he asked, wrapping his arm around her and giving her a little shake.

Cynder laughed. "I used to scare you with how well I read you, but you're scaring me now."

"So it's a yes?" he asked with a smirk.

She smiled slyly at him and planted her mouth on his. "You know the answer," she said when he pulled away with a grin. He followed her out from the balcony to their favorite spot by the river. As they flew, Cynder saw Spyro's dragonhood slowly emerge from his sheath, and she ducked underneath him and gave him a playful lick. He jerked and looked down at her.

"You really can't wait, can you?" he asked. "Come on, leave me alone, do you realize how hard it is to fly like this?"

"Okay, fine," she said pathetically, giving him huge, sad eyes. He laughed...he couldn't resist that face. Cynder folded her wings against her body and plummeted to the ground, coming to a graceful stop and rolling onto her side as Spyro landed atop a mushroom and looked down at her. She looked up at him enticingly, spreading her hind legs a bit to give him a better view of herself. "Come on, you know you want me," she said, and he laughed.

"I dunno...do I really?" he teased, but flew down to her, and she murred as she saw his long, thick light-reddish erection ready for her.

"Oh yeah," she sighed, rolling onto her back for him. She looked up into his eyes and he brought her into a deep, passionate, loving kiss as he slowly edged himself over her, his throbbing meat aching as he excited her. He lowered his hips and smiled to himself when she gasped and shivered as he slowly rubbed his length on her glistening vagina. She looked at him with a desperate desire in her eyes. "Do it already," she moaned. Spyro pulled himself back and slowly entered her, sending a pulse of pleasure through her.

"Oooooooohhhhhh..." they both groaned at once as he continued to slowly push his cock into her, pleasure rippling through them as she stretched around him and squeezed him. He stayed inside her for a bit as they kissed each other, and moaned as he pulled out to start the rythym. A sudden powerful craving for him took hold of her and she groaned as he paused, absolutely desperate for release.

"You're ready then?" he asked.

"Please...stop stalling..." she panted. "I want you so badly...please just do it..."

"If you say so," he said softly and lustfully, and pushed into her. Her painful desire turned into instant pleasure and she moaned loudly, wrapping her arms around his neck as he slowly thrust in and out of her. She wrapped her tail around his and let him take over as he slowly sped up. She didn't need to tell him to go faster or harder; as the desire came to her mind he sensed it and readily complied until he was ramming himself into her and making both of them scream with each thrust. Spyro shuddered with a loud moan as his cock spurted his hot pre-cum into Cynder, and she shivered as she felt him coating her insides. Spyro locked his lips to hers and went all-out as they lost themselves to each other in ecstasy and love. As usual, they excited each other even more by sharing their flamebreath in each other's mouths, but Spyro tried something a bit different and used a few tiny sparks of electricity.

The new sensation sent Cynder over the edge and she flung her head back and screamed "SPYYROOO!!" as she climaxed, and the onslaught of her fluids around his member made him lose himself and he roared, shaking the ground with his voice as he finally released in her. Cynder shivered and moaned happily as she felt his hot waves of love gush into her. Spyro wanted her thoroughly satisfied and kept himself erect as long as possible, still thrusting in her even though his legs were wobbling from the intensity of his orgasm. He eventually pulled out as his member softened.

Before he could lie down next to her, though, she whipped herself around underneath him and took hold of his still-visible meat and began sucking him off, indulging in the taste of both her juices and his. He moaned and shuddered as she licked him just the way she knew he liked it, and she grinned to herself as his softening member grew stiffer again in her mouth. She took as much of him into her muzzle as she could, rolling her tongue over his sticky shaft and savoring his flavor. She was growing aroused again, and Spyro smelled her leaking out of herself and decided to return the favor. He lay on his side without interrupting her and ran his tongue over her dripping sex, and she moaned and sucked on him harder as his tongue entered her and began cleaning her. His mouth played with her opening as his tongue wriggled inside her, and she groaned as her arousal increased swiftly. Before she could react, she came again, and Spyro grinned as he lapped up her sweet nectar as it leaked from her. She had just barely managed to keep from biting him or roasting him in her orgasm, and furiously rubbed and licked his member until he moaned loudly into her and filled her mouth with the last of his cum. She tried to contain it all, but even for it being a second time he still had too much for her. They lay there for a few minutes, panting in their afterglow before thoroughly licking each other clean and coming together in a deep, loving kiss.

"Two whole years and we still can't go for very long," she sighed, though not unhappily.

"Well, we don't exactly try," he pointed out, running his paws along her shoulders.

"Too much fun," she agreed. Their tails twisted together as they lay there, bellies meshed together as they wrapped their arms and wings around each other. They stayed there, gazing lovingly into each others' eyes--foreheads and noses pressed together so their eyes were a mere inch away from each other--for a good two hours, ignoring their growling stomachs.

A thought entered Cynder's mind and Spyro saw the look in her eyes darken. "Something wrong?"

"No...but Spyro, these past few months...I really, really want to know what's so important that you've been away from the temple almost every day."

He sighed. "Well...Cynder, I really wish I could tell you, but I can't."

"Why not?" she demanded, growing a bit angry.

He sensed her anger and a sad look came over his face. "Please, just try to understand and accept it...I'm doing the best I can to get this over with; I can't stand being away from you the whole day."

"But why can't you tell me?"

He paused, and she could tell he was thinking desperately for some loophole or something so he could explain. "All I can say is this--if I tell ANYone outside of those who already know, the seal will break and all my efforts will be destroyed. I can't explain anything else until it's over with." She looked down and sighed, and he squeezed her gently. "The only thing getting me through is how much I love you, Cynder. Keep that in mind."

"I wanna help you, though," she said, not looking back up at him. "I hate feeling so lazy here with nothing to do."

"I know," he whispered, his paw running along her cheek. "Your help would really speed things up, but I'm the only one who can do what I'm doing. And I mean the ONLY one. I hate it as much as you do but nothing can be done about it except get it over with."

A realization came to her mind, and her emerald eyes locked on to his amethyst ones. "Does it...does it have anything to do with your...saving everyone from the Dark Master last time? With what happened to you?"

His eyes darkened with the memory and he didn't reply, but she sensed his thoughts and knew he was thinking "Yes".

"I still can't get over that," he said at length, and shivered. She looked at him sympathetically and gave him a loving squeeze.

"I don't know how painful it was and probably never will... But at least you did it for me, and in doing so you saved the entire realm."

He smiled and they kissed again, and eventually got back up and headed off into the forest to grab something to eat. Spyro froze berries for her, and as they sat there he delicately placed them on her tongue and she savored the feeling of the berry juices melting in her mouth. She didn't know why but she loved it, and didn't need to open her eyes as she ate what he gladly fed her.

When they were both full and had taken a drink at the river (and finished with a little splashing game that Spyro always beat her at), they flew back to the temple and lay on the roof, drying off from their little game. Spyro turned to Cynder and kissed her on the cheek as she lay next to him, and she giggled, her eyes still closed.

"What?"

"Nothing, just can't stay away from you."

"'Cuz I'm just that pretty, right?"

"Far more than pretty."

Cynder rolled onto her side to face him. "You have something on your mind; I can feel it."

"You always do," he said with a smirk, then lay his head back as he looked up at the sky. "Just thinking about Solar and Flare..." He looked back at Cynder and opened his mouth to speak, but something caught his eyes and she turned her head around to see what he was looking at.

"Is that..." she asked, squinting and slowly getting up.

"Well, speak of the dragon!" Spyro said excitedly, and he and Cynder stood up as two specks grew swiftly as they approached--one white, one yellow-orange. A few seconds later they heard Solar call out, and they yelled their greetings to him. Solar landed on the roof by them and Cynder rushed up to him and hugged him. In the past two years, the tall white ice dragon hadn't grown much, but the single scale sweeping back from his forehead seemed longer and broader. When Cynder released him his ice-blue eyes turned to Spyro, and they pounded fists and punched each other in the shoulder lightly with happy grins.

"Long time no see!" Solar said. "I brought someone to see you guys like I said I would." He looked up and a beautiful yellow dragoness with deep-blue eyes and orange wingskins and underbelly flew down and softly landed on the roof beside him. She was a head shorter than her mate and had graceful fin-scales along her body that looked like curving tongues of flame, contrasting with Solar who only had a thin stripe of rippling fins along his neck and back. Around her neck ran a beautiful gold chain. "Spyro, Cynder, this is my mate, Flare. Flare, this is Spyro and Cynder."

Flare looked at Spyro with a warm grin. "I've already known these two for a while," she said, and Cynder and Spyro were a bit confused.

"Flare told me about the dreams she sent you, Spyro."

"OH!" Spyro said, suddenly remembering. "Yeah...sorry I never told you, Solar, but when you settled down Cynder and I knew you had found a way to communicate with her..."

Solar waved his paw dissmissively. "Ah pfffft, you're fine. I understand. So what's been going on recently? Anything new now that the land's been so peaceful?"

Spyro and Cynder looked at each other slyly. "Well," Cynder said, looking back up at Solar, "Spyro and I...we've kinda...well, let's just say we're wanting to be parents sometime soon."

Solar and Flare looked at each other with the same expression and Flare looked at Cynder with another warm smile. "You're not alone," she said, looking down a bit but still keeping her eyes on them. "Solar and I have decided to crash with you guys for a bit as we wait until we know for sure. I wanted a change of scenery and he decided to come see you guys."

"How long did it take you, Solar?" Spyro asked.

"Whaddaya mean? Family or finding her?"

"Finding her."

"Didn't take him very long, actually," Flare said with a giggle, leaning up and kissing Solar on the cheek. "Once he figured out I was far to the north he tracked me down. Only took him about a week after he left you guys."

"So what've you been doing for the past two years?" Cynder asked.

Solar blushed a bit. "Trying to get lucky, you could say."

Flare backed him up. "Guess in our excitement at seeing each other again and finding a new place to stay, our timing was never right. We lost track of time pretty quickly."

They all laughed and chatted happily until the sun set. Spyro and Cynder led Solar and Flare into the Temple and they set about finding a place for the two to stay. It didn't take long--Solar and Flare both insisted on sleeping on the balcony as Solar had done when he had stayed there two years ago. Spyro and Cynder eventually cuddled in their bed with heavy yawns.

"I'm so glad they're together again," Cynder said sleepily as Spyro wrapped his arms around her.

"After what they've been through, they deserve to be happy," Spyro said. After a few moments of just staying with other and enjoying their company, Cynder sighed and pushed away from Spyro a bit.

"Spyro...I don't know why but I'm worried...it feels like something evil is coming but I can't tell what it is."

"I've been feeling it for the past month now," he replied. "Something is coming, but no one can tell what it is."

"Well, if you're working against it, there shouldn't be anything to worry about."

Spyro grinned and kissed her, and she lay her head on him with a content smile and he wrapped his wing over her as she fell asleep.

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No suspenseful ending for this re-written chapter, I wanted to but it was too long IMO. If you remember the previous chapters you may recall some extra details...they'll be in here, don't worry. Consider the previous attempt a basic roughdraft.

I said this earlier, but be on the lookout for potential reader-participation. I won't divulge any details, however, but just be aware that I may involve you peeps in this writing process. ;) This is coming along much more nicely than before, but where the other chapters left off, it'll take a while for me to get there now with the new plan. BUT, the yiff-scenes will still be there.

If you want a really good image of them in their current form, check out my friend IceFlame1019's DeviantART account. Just go to DA, type in "iceflame1019", and you'll have his works. What you're looking for is "Daydream to Reality" and the "Spyro's Sunset" images he's made.