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Heartbreak
[POV Spyro]
Me and Cynder laid out in the lush, green fields of Avalar. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining. Barely a cloud in the sky. I probably could have enjoyed the hopeful day, if I wasn't mourning.
Ignitus........He sacrificed himself to get me and Cynder into the Burned Lands on that fateful day, after we failed to defeat the Destroyer. But, was there REALLY no other way? Maybe it could have turned out differently. Maybe there was a chance for the one who explained to me who I was, to be at my side right now.
But....there's nothing to do about it. Me and Cynder sat down under a tree. I just curled up into a little ball of pity. I wanted to smile, to be happy. I should. The world is safe. Malefor is gone. Probably forever. Unfortunately, so was Ignitus........
I curled up tighter, resembling something like I was trying to consider eating my own tail. I cupped my hands around my face, and quietly moaned. Why? Why did he have to leave me? I wanted things to turn out differently. Why? I always end up letting down those I care about!
"Spyro.....What's wrong? You look tense.", Cynder quietly asked. I probably shouldn't have given her the cold shoulder, but I did.
"Nothing. I was just....", I started.
Cynder reassuringly put a paw on my shoulder.
"Spyro, I know you're fibbing. It's okay. You can tell me. It's not like anyone else knows you better, right?"
She was right. Maybe talking it over would help me feel better.
"Ugh. It's......Every time I look up into the sky, I'm reminded of.....", I continued.
"You're upset about Ignitus, aren't you?"
"Yes. Why? Why did he have to leave? There MUST have been a better way!", I shouted. Cynder stepped back in fear.
Great. I let my emotions get the better of me.
"Sorry. It's just.....When nobody else seemed to understand, Ignitus did. I owe him so much, and I was never able to repay it. My very existence, my powers, advice, EVERYTHING. Hell, he was a father figure to me. I never knew my REAL father. I......Frankly, I STILL have a feeling that he isn't gone. He could be out there, somewhere. Not knowing, fear of what I don't know, it's slowly tearing me apart. I feel so alone....."
I slowly turned to face my friend, the black dragoness. Tears formed in both of our eyes.
"Why? Why do I always let down those that care about me? Look at me. The great purple savior, and I couldn't even get avross the Belt of Fire without a blood sacrifice.", I continued in a sarcastic tone.
"Spyro, what are you talking about? You haven't let ANYBODY down. Listen to me. I think you expect TOO much of yourself. You go and try to do something, and you mentally kill yourself when you can't do it. You need to realize that......Oh, how do I put this?"
My only true friend in the world backed off for a second, thinking. I uncurled myself and lay on my knees, wiping away a tear.
"Spyro, after you lost Ignitus at the Belt of Fire, do you remember what happened?"
"Yes. I almost lost control and killed both of us going to look for him. How does that make me feel better?"
Cynder went up next to me, and muttered a few familiar words in my direction:
"Spyro, you're not alone."
She gave me a quick hug, just like in the Burned Lands. It felt comforting. Maybe she was right. Ignitus made his sacrifice, not because I failed. Not because I needed help. Because he had personally decided that it HAD to be done. There WAS no other way. It HAD worked out for the better. We defeated Malefor, and now, here I was, cuddling with the one I truly love. I wiped a tear from my eye. It splashed upon my mauve scales.
"Cynder......Thank you. I could never have gotten this far without you."
"Same. Spyro, I love you."
"Cynder, I couldn't love you more if I tried. Promise me we'll never be apart."
"Never."
[POV Spyro]
Me and Cynder laid out in the lush, green fields of Avalar. It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining. Barely a cloud in the sky. I probably could have enjoyed the hopeful day, if I wasn't mourning.
Ignitus........He sacrificed himself to get me and Cynder into the Burned Lands on that fateful day, after we failed to defeat the Destroyer. But, was there REALLY no other way? Maybe it could have turned out differently. Maybe there was a chance for the one who explained to me who I was, to be at my side right now.
But....there's nothing to do about it. Me and Cynder sat down under a tree. I just curled up into a little ball of pity. I wanted to smile, to be happy. I should. The world is safe. Malefor is gone. Probably forever. Unfortunately, so was Ignitus........
I curled up tighter, resembling something like I was trying to consider eating my own tail. I cupped my hands around my face, and quietly moaned. Why? Why did he have to leave me? I wanted things to turn out differently. Why? I always end up letting down those I care about!
"Spyro.....What's wrong? You look tense.", Cynder quietly asked. I probably shouldn't have given her the cold shoulder, but I did.
"Nothing. I was just....", I started.
Cynder reassuringly put a paw on my shoulder.
"Spyro, I know you're fibbing. It's okay. You can tell me. It's not like anyone else knows you better, right?"
She was right. Maybe talking it over would help me feel better.
"Ugh. It's......Every time I look up into the sky, I'm reminded of.....", I continued.
"You're upset about Ignitus, aren't you?"
"Yes. Why? Why did he have to leave? There MUST have been a better way!", I shouted. Cynder stepped back in fear.
Great. I let my emotions get the better of me.
"Sorry. It's just.....When nobody else seemed to understand, Ignitus did. I owe him so much, and I was never able to repay it. My very existence, my powers, advice, EVERYTHING. Hell, he was a father figure to me. I never knew my REAL father. I......Frankly, I STILL have a feeling that he isn't gone. He could be out there, somewhere. Not knowing, fear of what I don't know, it's slowly tearing me apart. I feel so alone....."
I slowly turned to face my friend, the black dragoness. Tears formed in both of our eyes.
"Why? Why do I always let down those that care about me? Look at me. The great purple savior, and I couldn't even get avross the Belt of Fire without a blood sacrifice.", I continued in a sarcastic tone.
"Spyro, what are you talking about? You haven't let ANYBODY down. Listen to me. I think you expect TOO much of yourself. You go and try to do something, and you mentally kill yourself when you can't do it. You need to realize that......Oh, how do I put this?"
My only true friend in the world backed off for a second, thinking. I uncurled myself and lay on my knees, wiping away a tear.
"Spyro, after you lost Ignitus at the Belt of Fire, do you remember what happened?"
"Yes. I almost lost control and killed both of us going to look for him. How does that make me feel better?"
Cynder went up next to me, and muttered a few familiar words in my direction:
"Spyro, you're not alone."
She gave me a quick hug, just like in the Burned Lands. It felt comforting. Maybe she was right. Ignitus made his sacrifice, not because I failed. Not because I needed help. Because he had personally decided that it HAD to be done. There WAS no other way. It HAD worked out for the better. We defeated Malefor, and now, here I was, cuddling with the one I truly love. I wiped a tear from my eye. It splashed upon my mauve scales.
"Cynder......Thank you. I could never have gotten this far without you."
"Same. Spyro, I love you."
"Cynder, I couldn't love you more if I tried. Promise me we'll never be apart."
"Never."
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