Hello everyone! My name is R.G. Haddock, and this is my first attempt at writing fanfiction. I've frequented this site for a long time, but I never really decided to write anything of my own. However, a friend of mine finally convinced me to try my hand at writing. This is the fruit of my labors. I truly hope you enjoy it, and please, leave me your reviews and opinions! I want to provide you all with soemthing that you can truly enjoy reading, but I need your help to do it! Anyways, on a personal note, I feel a special connection to Spyro the Dragon. I grew up with his games, and even now I enjoy playing them. After playing Dawn of the Dragon, I felt like there was so much left unsaid, especially in regards to Spyro and Cynder's relationship. So, this is my attempt at redressing the issue. For now, I'm on a two-week update schedule, with new updates coming on Mondays. However, because I'm a nice guy and this first chapter is more of a short prolouge than anything else, I'll post the next chapter today as well. I think that about sums it up. Read on, and enjoy yourselves!

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters from the Legend of Spyro series. Those characters belong to Activision.

After the Storm

By: R.G. Haddock

The two young dragons watched as, with a final roar of defiance, Malefor was dragged into the planet's core by the ancestral spirits. All around them, the ground shook and trembled as the world began to tear itself apart at the seams.

"Just go Cynder!" shouted the amythest-colored dragon. His golden horns reflected the light, creating a faint glow around his head. His purple eyes, the same color as his scales, showed his concern for his companion.

"Spyro, no! You don't have to do anything. Let's just go," replied the other dragon. Her scales were a dark black, which contrasted sharply with her bright emerald eyes. She was slightly smaller than Spyro, with a thinner and more feminine body. However, anyone could see the worry plainly evident in her eyes and words.

"Where Cynder? There'll be nothing left! The world is breaking apart! I think I can stop this. I think I'm meant to…" Cynder paused for a moment, considering her friend's words. Deep down she knew; he was right. The world would cease to exist and everyone's sacrifices would been in vain. 'Besides, I won't let everyone down. Not after what Spyro and the others did for me,' She thought. In that moment, she made her decision.

"Then I'm with you," she said, giving him a rare smile as well. Spyro returned it, showing off the numerous pearly white teeth that lined his maw. Then, he closed his eyes and began to rise into the air. The legendary purple dragon began to channel his immense power, reaching out with it. Spyro could feel the various pieces of the planetary crust as they broke apart. Concentrating as hard as possible, he began to painstakingly pull the planet back together. As the last wayward fragment was pulled into place by the dragon's power, a massive burst of blinding white light consumed his vision. The last thing Spyro remembered before the darkness of sleep overtook him was a soft whisper; "I love you."

There you go! I'm sorry for the boring start, but it's necessary to begin the rest of the story. From now on, the story will hopefully get better. However, I won't know if it does unless you leave me a review! So please, I'd really appreciate it. Until next time, fair readers...