Within the walls of Canterlot stood Dragons and an Alicorn. Ember Spike and Cynder. Along with Torch and Amethyst on Spikes back. The castle looked magical with the bright colors everywhere.
The hallway they reached held the glass paintings of important events. From princess Luna’s return to Twilight's ascension to royalty.
If you looked more closely. you could see that they will be telling stories.
The dragons looked at the glass while walking by. Some Ember never knew about especially the one coming next. The glass was painted mostly purple and green. Spike was seen falling and reaching out for a heart like stone.
Pony’s all over watched as a darkness tried to cover Spikes body. Ember didn't realize she stopped moving as she stared at the glass.
Even back when Spike was a young dragon he would risk life and limb for those ponies. She felt a wing wrap around her. It was Spikes wing.
“I remember that. It was when I saved the Crystal Empire. All the crystal ponies bowed to me which took me surprised.” Ember turned her head to Spike.
His size was a few inches taller than her. His muscles were bigger when you had the right look. The week of training Spyro put Spike through proved useful in Heartfire.
Spike was stronger then what he use to be. Ember was strong of course. She could protect herself if she was attacked, but whenever spike held her with his arms or wings she gets this sense of safety within him.
“Is that you daddy?.” Spikes son asks as he climbs up onto his father's head. Seeing his father on the glass was amazing. It was like he was part of history as a legend.
“Yes, it is son. It was during the first time we found the Crystal Empire. The evil king Sombra wanted to rule the empire through fear and hate, that crystal heart stopped it all with the love from all the crystal ponies.”
Ember smiled at her son's curiosity. That’s definitely a trait he gets from Spike.
Soon felt the wing that was warming her body left as he walked towards Cynder Twilight and the kids. “Come on Ember they are waiting on us.”.
Ember nodded and walked towards the closed door. Both claws pushed the doors open.
Inside the room was the princesses. Princess Celestia, Princess Luna.
“It is good to see you all are safe.” the voice of Celestia filled the room. Behind her, were more figures surrounding a table.
The first was two changelings. Thorax and his brother Pharynx.
“Spike, Ember I'm so glad you two are alright,” Thorax said across the war table. The green changeling said with a smile as his brother muttered under his breath. Unaware to his brother Thorax Pharynx just wanted to fight already.
There was a threat out there. The longer they were away from the hive. The more of a target they are. This meeting was nothing more than a waste of time.
“Now that we all are here we can begin.” Princess Celestia said as she and Luna walk up. Twilight scanned the room to only see Prince Rutherford of the Yaks. but she did not see her sister in law alongside her brother.
“Where Cadence And Shining armour.?” Her voice was mixed with confusion and a bit concerned. Celestia and Luna looked at each other.
It was the same look that if someone was holding information from you.
Twilight stared at the two princesses as they sighed together
“Twilight….there’s been no word from the Crystal Empire.”
“What do you mean?.” Twilight asks as a letter appears with a flash of magic. The letter slowly levitates towards Twilight as she begins to read it. “This letter was sent by your brother a few minutes before we lost contact with them.”
“This is Shining Armor Prince of the crystal empire. I write this message as a warning to all ponies, changelings or any of Equestrias alliances.
There is a dragon attacking the crystal empire. He is a dragon never seen before. The description from our tower guards reads dark purple scales, large yellow horns,”
Cynder overheard Twilight describe the dragon that attacks but she knew who it was. Her blood boiled like a fire at the description. Twilight brought the letter down with a face of concern.
She heart was racing. What happened to Cadence? Or Shining Armor and poor Flurry heart?. “That’s why there is this meeting, we are taking the fight to this dragon,” Luna explains with courage that could inspire even a weak mind fool could follow.
“Are you sure we have to fight? Maybe we can just talk to him and find a peaceful resolution.” Thorax said while holding his insect hooves together. He was nervous at what he just said.
“No.”
The voice came from behind Ember. Cynder walked past Ember and Spike towards the table.
“There is no talking for peace, this dragon attacks the Crystal Empire and Ember home. He killed my bondmate Spyro and attempted at killing me and my daughter.”
Cynder drew a breath of air in her lungs. Talking about Spyro was still painful.
Like a dagger stabbed in the heart.
“Malefor is a tyrant, he will do whatever he can to get what he wants,” Cynder says as her claws scraps a line into the glass table.
“How do you know so much about him?.” Celestia’s question turned the room silent. Cynders heart was beating nervously. How could she tell that she was one of Malefor generals?.
How she killed dragons of all kinds and dead for him?.
However while in her thought Ember stepped up to the table.
“My sister Cynder was going through the ancient books that were not burned by my father regarding our history, there was a prophecy that a purple dragon return and destroy this world.”
“There purple dragon behind you why not fight him?.” The yak prince said as Spike rubbed his head in annoyance.
“Seriously?.”
Ember silently giggles at the annoyed Spike but soon gathered herself. “Spike is not the purple dragon that destroys my home and is now attacking the Crystal Empire, we need to stay focused and help out our friends in the empire.”
Everyone nodded their head to Embers idea of helping their friends in the Empire.
However, Celestia held a hoof to everyone.
“I do have one question Twilight, where the other elements of harmony? I sent the letter requesting all of them to be here.”
Twilight rubbed her good in the back of her mane. “Well, you see they all were sent out for a friendship mission by the map,” Twilight said with a guilty smile.
“Where are they?.” Celestia asks as Twilight simply answers with. “Outside of Equestria.” She said sheepishly.
Ember cracks her neck and fists as the sounds of bones pop. “Well if we are done here I’m going to help our allies now.”
“Then it is decided then, Spike and Ember along Cynder will help with the Crystal Empire. The leaders of their homes should be ready for any attack.”. Celestia says as everyone nods.
Cynder Spike and Ember leave the room as everyone else begins to do the same. Ember quickly turns around to Thorax. “Hey remember if he comes just turn into something to equal him,” Ember says as Thorax hugs her goodbye.
The three dragons exit the door where they see Amethyst and Torch play fight around the craft floor. Cynder takes her daughter to an empty hallway to speak privately.
“Listen to Torch your mother and I were thinking while we flew to Canterlot.” Ember and Spike look at each other. Torch sits there awaiting their answer.
“We think it’s best that you stay with the princesses, we will be back but right now it’s the safest place for you.”
Torch was confused. “But what do you mean safe for me?.” Spike picked Torch up and placed him on his wing. “I’ll talk to him you meet up with Cynder and then we can head out.” Ember nodded and kissed Torches forehead and said goodbye.
Spike takes Torches to a hallway where no guards or anyone was near. The hallway was the same one where Torche saw the glass painting of Spike.
“Is everything okay dad?.” Spike gently let his son off his wing. “Yeah everything is fine but...Listen to me buddy...your mom and I gonna be gone for a while. Your gonna stay here with Amethyst and….”
Spikes heart stopped beating. How could he tell his son? His own son. That he and his mother possibly will die.
Torch is still young. Spike wished to be with him until he grows into the dragon Spike would be happy to call a son.
Spike leans his head into Torch’s left ear and whispers.
“If I don’t come back...take care of your mother for me.”
Torch’s eyes watered. He quickly grabbed his fathers chest and held on. The sniffles echoed in the empty hall as Spike covered torch with his wing.
“Don’t go, dad, please.” Hearing that from his son was heart-wrenching. Spike did not want to leave but he had to fight Malefor and keep him safe.
Spike would sooner sacrifice himself than let Malefor control his future.
He turns around after letting Torch go from his wing. Spike walked towards the door before turning his head back.
“I love you son.”
“I love you too dad.”
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The smell of flames fills Malefors nostrils. It was intoxicating.
Malefor lived for the smell of death. A small creature slowly crawled her way to the dragons sharp claws.
“Please let us be, the Kirian has done nothing to you.”
She begged. This Kirin was slightly bigger than the others but Malefor picked her up with his claws.
His growl was monstrous. His mouth slightly moved to show his fangs. The teeth were covered in blood. Pieces of intestines remained within his gums.
The queen of the Kirin showed no fear though. Being picked up by the large purple dragon would scare anyone.
“This is not personal…..you're just in my way,” Malefor added as his throat turned to orange.
Flames built up and shot at the queen between his claws. It spewed like a wildfire on her brown fur.
Her screams echoed as her skin began to scorch. Her people forced to watch what was becoming of her queen as they ran for safety.
Soon the screams became silent. Her burned corpse was tossed into the river. The splash left a hissing sound. Steam covered her body like a mist as Malefor roared into the sky. He was satisfied with the smell of burning flesh.
After a few huffs, Malefor heard a faint voice near the edge of the village.
“Come on everyone we come on come on.”
Malefors eyes watched to find where the voice came from. He soon saw a kirin leading others through a hidden cave.
They voiced their thanks to another Kirin named Autumn Blaze. Malefor growled as they escaped but they meant nothing to him.
There was only one reason Malefor found the kirin village.
For the Pool of Restoration.
Finally to be rid of the curse ever since he escaped the hellhole he was trapped in.. There were mere mentions of a village distend to hide the pool from all trespassers. the Crystal Empires hidden libary underneath the castle and the vast amount of amazing. there were mentions of some liquid creatures that infect a host. they give him increased strength and allows them to take any form.
but that was no interest to Malefor he only wanted the pool and its power.
How it is able to heal any wound or any curse that is affected. The curse of simply turning to ashes wasn't painful or corrupting to Malefor.
It was more of an annoyance to him.
Malefor destroyed the houses of the kirin village. If the pool wasn't here then Malefor would be glad he stated his bloodlust. The kirin possibly never knew they right under their nose was a pool that could possibly bring back life.
Finally destroying the queen's wooden home a cave was found. The dark cave held a small light near the end. Walking towards the brighten room was peaceful. Something Malefor has not felt in years.
The legends were right. This was the right place where the pool was hidden for many years.
Malefor stepped into the cool and calm water. It was refreshing like a luxury bath. Never has he had one since turning on his dragon brothers and sisters.
After a single drop of the cool liquid, his body felt different. Like his body was free of ashes.
He left the pool water dripped off his scales. They slid down slowly as Malefor looked back at the pool. Malefor growl as he slammed his body heavily against the entrance to the pool.
The heavy rocks collided from the ceiling. They crashed together filling the water. The pool was soon nothing more than covered by rocks.
It would take someone months to remove all of them.
Malefor smirked at the cave in he caused. He left the cave as the sun blinded his yellow eyes and the smell of flesh still burned into his nostrils. His wings stretched out as he flapped to rejoin his conquering army.
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His breathing was calm and quiet. If anyone couldn’t hear the quiet breathing they would think he died.
Spyros head laid on a wooden floor of a shack. Spyros body healed slightly from the fight with Malefor.
Pulling his weight off the hardwood floor Spyro looked at his chest. The hole from the branch that he was impaled with healed nicely overnight.
Within his yellow belly, there was a red spot with dried blood. After looking at the dried up wound Spyro thought of what happened.
His mind went through many questions. What happened to Cynder and his daughter? Did they get away? Or...or are they even alive?.
Spyros muscles ached as he tried to get walk. He wobbled around trying to stand up straight.
He soon fell as soon as he got up. He was too weak to do anything. He had to accept that and wait no matter how much he wanted to go make sure his wife and kid are safe.
“Ah, so your awake.” A voice came from outside as a hooded figure watched the purple dragon stumble.
“Where...am I?.” Spyro asked as he stopped wasting his strength to stand up. The hooded dragon walked up and held his neck checking the wound.
“You are in my home, tell me do you remember anything from two days ago?.” The hooded dragon showed his claws while checking Spyros dried up the wound.
Spyro shook his head sideways confirming the dragons suspicion.
The dragon just hummed as he was looking. Soon taking his claw off Spyro before he began to walk away.
“You are lucky that I found you. you would have died of blood loss and we don’t need that.”
Spyro once again tried to use his strength to get up but as before he fell. “Hey hey hey don’t get up, that damage may not be bad on the outside, but in the inside you damaged some vital organs.”
“Like what?.” Spyro asked. “Like say your heart and your lungs. It’s amazing that you're still alive right now.”
Spyro just nodded away. He didn't care how lucky he was. He just needed to heal until the hooded one spoke again.
“I have done all I can but I know a person who can help with your insides.” Spyros head spun toward him with a confused look.
“Who?”.
“Well let’s just say that he is a bit…...venomous.”.