The group of seven young dragons were on their way to the Temple. Ember was up against Spyro, again, and he was talking to Cynder, who was on his other side. Cynder secretly was burning with jealousy, but she didn't let Spyro see any of it, so she kept up a conversation with him. Flame, Isabella, Austin and Natalie were in front of them, leading the way to the Temple and quietly chatting to themselves. The whole group was unaware of the three sets of eyes watching them from a nearby rooftop.
As they made their way towards the Temple, the eyes and their owners took off after them, but were careful to not be seen.
Spyro was talking to Cynder, and Ember still snuggled tight next to him, when he heard something out of place. He stopped for a second to listen, but he didn't hear it again.
Cynder and Ember were both confused to why Spyro had stopped. After a few seconds of uncomfortable silence, Cynder spoke up.
"What's wrong Spyro?" She asked, but Spyro just shook his head.
"I thought I heard someone." He told her. He listened for a few more seconds before Cynder spoke up again.
"Spyro, were in the city now, there's dragons everywhere. Its probably just someone just walking by." She coaxed, until Spyro was sure he had heard nothing. He shrugged his shoulders and continued walking. They continued after the others, when Spyro saw a shadow move across a rooftop up ahead of them.
"Ok, now I know there's something there." He said aloud, shrugging off Ember and spreading his wings. He launched into the air and quickly landed on the roof of the closest house. Spyro darted to where he had seen the shadow. When he made it there, he at first saw nothing, but under closer observation, saw a glimpse of sky blue scales. Spyro took to the air again to follow. Due to years of constant flying in the war, he had strong wings, capable of easily catching up to the fleeing dragonesses.
Spyro rounded a corner and saw three fleeing dragonesses. He sped across the remaining space between them and leapt over them and landed on the roof ahead. The three female dragons skidded to a halt in front of the purple-scaled dragon and looked away shyly.
"Who are you, and why were you following us?" Spyro asked, politely but sternly. One of the group slowly stepped up, keeping her gaze at the ground.
"Sorry, we'll get out of your way." She said and started to walk away, but he stopped her with a paw.
"No, don't leave. I didn't mean to scare you away. I just wanted to know why you're the following us." Spyro asked again, gentle enough to keep her gaze.
"We just really wanted to meet you. You are our hero. But we thought you would be to busy or we would be too unimportant for you to talk to us." Another of the girls said, stepping forward.
"Why would you think you were too unimportant to talk to me?" Spyro continued his questions.
"Because you're the legendary purple dragon. You were destined to save the world before you were even born, you defeated the most evil dragon to had ever existed, and you pulled the world back together. Were just a couple of schoolgirls." The third dragoness answered. Spyro was slightly shocked on how fast the tales of his heroic deeds had spread, but even more shocked at how the dragonesses treated themselves as if they were dirt compared to him.
"You don't need to think I'm better," He told them sternly. The three girls nodded and smiled shyly. They turned to leave, but he still had one more question.
"Umm… You never told me your names." Spyro yelled after them, and they all blushed at the idea of the purple dragon wanting to know their names.
"My name is Crystal." Said the sky blue dragoness, then gestured to the orange dragoness to her left. "This is Sarah," She then gestured to the emerald dragoness to her left. "And this is Gwen." She finished, and Crystals' friends nodded shyly and turned to walk away.
Spyro smiled brightly and went down to join the rest of the group. When he returned, all of his friends were staring at him for an answer as to why he had taken off.
"What was that all about?" Cynder asked concern in her voice.
"Yah, you just took off without us." Ember echoed Cynder's worry, hoping for an answer. Spyro sighed quietly.
"It was nothing." He told them. "Just a couple of fans." Everyone except for Cynder and Ember were satisfied with that answer. From what Spyro could tell, Cynder was curious as to who the fans were, and Ember was jealous that he was sharing himself with other people.
"Oh, really." Ember said. "If they were just fans, then why were you gone so long?" She questioned.
"They seemed nice, so I introduced myself." Spyro responded, sounding slightly annoyed at all the questions he was getting.
"Off that topic," Austin interrupted. "We should get to the temple before it starts pouring rain again." Natalie and Isabella agreed with a slight nod of their heads, and Spyro was thankful he didn't have to answer any more questions.
Connor flew above the city, searching for Spyro. He had accepted his defeat, but he had not accepted the way he had been beaten. Connor was finally ready to confront him and ask how he had pulled off his stunt when he spotted Cynder rounding a corner. Without a doubt in his mind, he sped towards her, knowing Spyro had to he with her.
Once he had gotten close enough to see the purple scaled dragon, he opened his mouth to shout. But before he could, he saw Spyro suddenly stop. He took to the air and landed on top of the nearest building.
Curiosity overtaking him, he followed Spyro down to the roof, but did it quickly enough that no one noticed.
Connor quickly hid from sight. Making sure no one saw him, he bounded across a couple rooftops until he saw Spyro standing in front of three dragonesses. He could make out the conversation, but had to listen carefully to be able to.
"..didn't mean to scare you away. I just wanted to know why you're the following us." He heard Spyro ask.
"We just really wanted to meet you. You are our hero. But we thought you would be to busy or we would be too unimportant for you to talk to us." He made out the voice of Sarah, a girl whom he went to school with. He had a slight crush on her, but it wasn't obvious enough that anyone could notice. Whenever someone brought up anything about love around him, he would hide all emotion with an angry snarl and leave the group.
"Why would you think you were too unimportant to talk to me?" Spyro asked the girls, and jealousy kindled in his chest. The thought of the three dragonesses thinking they were unworthy to the purple freak of nature was ridiculous, but he noticed as the conversation went on, was true.
"Because you're the legendary purple dragon. You were destined to save the world before you were even born, you defeated the most evil dragon to had ever existed, and you pulled the world back together. Were just a couple of schoolgirls." That was the last straw for Connor. He knew he had to get revenge on Spyro.