Disclaimer: I do not own any Spyro franchise characters. They are owned by Activision. I only own my own OCs.

If you don't like my story, then just don't read it.

Enjoy

~Chapter 5~

I had just finished explaining everything, and I mean everything that I could about my world. I even explained what video games were and how this world was supposed to be that of a video game.

They seemed to have trouble understanding what video games were. But they understood that they were just fantasy.

If only you could see their faces now.

"I don't believe him," Cyril argued, "Am I supposed to believe that your world knows of this world, but it was only from someone's imagination?"

"Well, I never said you had to believe it," Alec said, "And it's obvious that this world isn't just from someone's imagination. I am actually here, so it obviously physically exists."

"I have composed a theory," Volteer said, "Perhaps the imagination is not really fantasy. Perhaps what we think of as imagination is actually a window into other worlds."

"You mean similar to how the Chronicler communicated with me?" Spyro asked.

"It sounds plausible in my opinion," Alec said.

I noticed that Spyro seemed to trust me a little more, even if it was just for that small moment. But then he glared at me again. What was his problem with me? Was it because I revealed one of his secrets? I mean, I never knew that it was a secret...what ever it was. Was it that little joke I made about Cynder having a crush on me? I mean, it was just a joke.

Maybe Spyro wasn't as willing to trust others as much as the fans of the series originally thought. Or maybe it's just pride. If that's the case, it must've meant that Spyro's been spending a little too much time with Cyril.

But then a question came to mind.

"How long ago did you defeat Malefor?" Alec asked. He wanted to get an idea of how long after DotD it really was.

"It was about eight months ago," Cynder answered.

"And is it just me, or does Spyro hate me?" Alec asked quietly so that Spyro wouldn't hear.

"I don't know," Cynder said just as quietly, "I've never seen him like this before."

"You mean not even at times when he transformed into Dark Spyro?" Alec asked.

"How did you know-"

"That's in the games," Alec pointed out, "I assume that you haven't told anyone about that incident."

"No, we haven't," Cynder said, "Only me, Spyro, and Sparx knows what happened in the Well of Souls."

"Well, there's also the Chronicler," Alec said, "I'd assume he knew as well. And I don't think Sparx knows about what happened. Ignitus sacrificed himself in order to allow you and Spyro safe passage the rest of the way through the belt of fire. The sorrow that Spyro felt caused him to become Dark Spyro. But just like in the Well of Souls, you were able to bring him back to his senses."

I then noticed tears forming in Cynder's eyes. That must've been a bad memory for her. I never would think that it would be that bad for Cynder. Unless...could it be that Cynder had a closer bond to Ignitus that the games didn't show? It wouldn't be the first time that has happened. Many aspects in this world was not interpreted in the games.

But I didn't want to make Cynder sad. So I decided to lighten the mood.

"And you do realize that Sparx has a big mouth, right?" Alec asked, "Are you sure you can trust him not to blab about what happened in the Well of Souls?"

Alec's joke received a giggle from Cynder. Spyro noticed this and realized that it was Alec who made her giggle Spyro began to feel something in him that he's never felt before. He didn't know what it was. But he felt as if he wanted Alec away from Cynder.

Sparx however noticed Cynder's giggling and went to see what was going on, "Hey, what does the evil she-dragon think is so funny?" Sparx asked in his normal annoying way.

"Well, speak of the glowing golden mouth," Alec said, causing Cynder to giggle even more, regardless of Sparx' insult, "So Cynder, should I be the one to smack him silly, or would you like to do the honors?"

Cynder then swung her tail at Sparx, hitting him with the flat of her tail blade. The hit was hard enough to cause Sparx to smack into the wall, but not hard enough to cause injury...except to his pride that is.

Sparx got back up and regained his composure...more or less, "Well, at least Spyro won't be corrupted by the evil she-dragon if she's with her new boyfriend," Sparx said. Sparx' comment caused Spyro's tail to flick, just like earlier when Alec made the joke about her having a crush on him.

I have to be honest, I was enjoying Cynder's company. But I was also noticing that something was bothering Spyro. And even though the games did prove that he cared for her. It was only as intense as it was because of the fandom. I'm not saying that they're getting it wrong, I'm just saying that they're slightly over exaggerating. Plus, a fair amount of the fandom is composed of hormone filled teens.

...Although, I could be thinking of the people who work in Activision.

"It is becoming late," Volteer pointed out, "Would you like it if I showed you to your room for the night?"

"Sure," Alec said simply, "But after you show me to my room, could I get something to eat?"

"Dinner will be ready by dusk," Terrador said, "I just hope that you will be able to eat the food we have here in this world."

"Well, I'm sure I can at the very least eat some of the fruits," Alec said, "If nothing else that is. I may be from a whole nother reality. But what are the chances that there's absolutely nothing in this world I can eat? I can breath this atmosphere, so I can obviously live on this world. So I'm sure I can eat the food here as well."

"Your logic is quite valid in this situation," Volteer said, "But you must admit that there is a possibility that the food of this world is incompatible with your digestive system."

"Well, I suppose that might be partly true," Alec agreed, "But at the cheetah village in the Valley of Avalar, I was able to eat the food that Hunter gave me. So there are some foods that I can eat."

After our little conversation, Volteer showed me to the room I would be staying in. I thought I would be staying in the same room as Spyro and Cynder...but I guess I've been reading too many fanfics.

My room was rather small compared to some of the others...but it's not like I had much of my own stuff with me. And I didn't need much space. In fact, the balcony had a beautiful view of the soon to come sunset. And I'm glad it's a sunset and not a sunrise, since I prefer to sleep in.

The "bed" was just a hammock. I assume that the idea was given to them by the cheetahs. Again, I was expecting something different. I was expecting cushions. But like I said, I probably read to many fanfics. But then again, I'm not a dragon. And the cushions I always picture in Spyro fanfics are beanbag like or plush cushions specifically designed to curl up on. And since Hunter has a hammock...which I ended up falling out of...and cheetahs have anthro forms, it would make sense that the guardians would give me a room designed for cheetahs to stay in.

"Is the room to your liking?" Volteer asked, "Or would you like something bigger? I would let you stay in Spyro's room, but he prefers his privacy. And our policies state that we cannot let you stay in Cynder's room because we do not allow males and females to stay together. We frown upon underage mating and we prefer not to take any chances. Although, the fact that you are a different species...and from a different reality entirely, you who probably wouldn't be compatible. So we might be able to make an exception."

"No, that's alright. This is fine," Alec replied, "I understand the part about not allowing underaged males and females to mate. It's the same in my world...But that doesn't always stop underage people from mating."

"But are you sure you don't want to share a room with Cynder?" Volteer asked, causing Alec to look up at him in curiosity, "I am not saying that you two should mate with each other. It is just that...I think she needs the company. She has just seemed lonely as of late."

"Well, like Spyro, I enjoy my personal space," Alec said, "But you can tell Cynder that if she ever needs the company, she'll always be welcome to come here."

"Alright then," Volteer agreed, "I think it's about time for dinner now."

That was the best thing I've heard all day. I was so hungry, I thought my stomach would start digesting itself.

But even though my mind was on food at the time, I couldn't ignore the statement that Volteer made about Cynder being lonely. Why was she lonely? Didn't Spyro keep her company? Was it that they didn't know any other dragons their age? Was it that Cynder was the only female character in the TLoS trilogy?

Well, if she does come to my room for company, I'll ask her about that. Right now, DINNER TIME!

Well, I've finally updated. I didn't know where to go from there. So I decided that the change in chapter would help me out.

In any case, I hope you liked it.

Please R&R.

~The Angel of Darkness, Alec~