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Legacy of Legends
Spyro groaned. His sleep wasn't exactly the best sleep he had in a while. Cynder, who was sleeping close to him, stirred when she heard him.
"Spyro ?" she asked groggily.
Spyro smiled. "Yes?"
"Are you okay?" she asked, turning her head to face him.
"You don't sound fine." Spyro sighed, clearly not wanting to talk about it. "Come on Spyro, you can tell me. What's bothering you?"
"Well I think it's quite obvious " he said dejectedly.
Cynder stared at him. From the look in his eyes, it was quite clear what it was. Spyro was still deeply bothered by what he had done yesterday. How he nearly killed Flame in their sparring match. She knew how much it had bothered him. She was a witness to it. She woke up last night, only to see Spyro having nightmares.
Spyro was never like this; ever. But she had to toughen up. Spyro normally hid all of this stuff behind a smile and an optimistic view. He never wanted to see others see him down, because if they did, they'd lose hope. And that sort of mentality was one of the factors when they defeated Malefor; optimistic till the end. But cracks, no matter how well hidden, are always still there.
She smiled, giving him a tender lick. "I know, and I know you definitely know what happened yesterday. But that's just it. It already happened. It's clear you didn't mean it. It was an accident Spyro. Let it go."
"Easier said than done "
"You know full well it was an accident, right?"
"It was. I just kind of lost control all of a suddenwhich never happened before! I don't know why now!"
"Everyone makes mistakes, Spyro; even you, the Legendary Purple Dragon; no one's perfect. You can't be good at everything."
Spyro sighed once again, deciding to rest his head on her chest. He could hear Cynder's heartbeat and breathing, making him feel relaxed.
"I suppose you are right."
Cynder smiled smugly, entwining her tail with his. "That's because I am."
Spyro chuckled, hugging Cynder tightly.
For a moment, the two dragons stayed silent, just enjoying each other's company. But all good things have to come to an end. Cynder sighed, before gently releasing her grip on him.
"Let's go eat breakfast."
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"Flare's going to have a what!?"
"Sheesh! Be quiet! It's early in the morning. You don't want to wake everyone up, now do you?"
"Sorry, but seriously Sparx? Is this for real?"
Sparx nodded. "Apparently it is Zaze. Flare's going to have an adult student for the time being."
"Wow and how did you know about this anyway?" Zaze asked.
"I overheard Terrador and Cyril talking about it earlier, whilst I was walking down the halls."
"Ohh this is I don't know what this is."
"Well, if anything, it's news," said Sparx. He then proceeded to munch on the fruit he was eating.
"Hmm " Zaze mused as he absentmindedly ate the steak on his plate. Sparx brow rose.
"What is it? What are you thinking?"
"Well " Zaze scratched his chin. "I'm just a bit concerned for"
Just then Volteer walked into the Dining Hall.
"Volteer?" Sparx asked. "Why would you be concerned for"
"No, I mean, Volteer. Volteer just walked in." Zaze waved at the Electric Guardian, catching his attention. The dragon walked over to them, a smile on his face.
"Good morning you two," he greeted.
"Right back at you," said Sparx.
"Volteer, I need to talk to you," said Zaze.
The Guardian raised his brow. "What is it?"
"Is it true that Flare is getting herself an apprentice?"
"Yes. Is there a problem with that?"
"No it's just " Zaze trailed.
"Zaze, Flare is a Guardian. And being a Guardian, it is one of your duties to be a teacher and teach future generation of dragons " Volteer began to trail, his tone of voice changing as he went on. He began to sound like he was grumbling. " even if that dragon is an adult and a male one at that "
Sparx and Zaze stared at him curiously, noticing the change in his tone. They glanced at each other, before looking back at Volteer.
"Case in point," said Volteer, somewhat sounding angry. "Flare is getting herself a third student."
"A third student? Who are the first two then?" Sparx asked.
"Flame and Ember, of course," said Volteer sounding annoyed. "You don't expect Cyril to teach ice techniques to fire dragons now do you?"
Sparx just stared at him, surprised at his tone. "I thought so," Volteer snapped.
"So who is this third student then?" Zaze asked.
Volteer sighed. " Pyrus " The name rolled of his tongue like it was poison.
"Isn't that the dragon that"
"Yes, Sparx. Yes. He was the one that fought against her at the Ascension Competition."
"Volteer, are you okay?" Zaze asked, braving himself to ask the question. "You seem rather tense."
It was quite obvious what was going on here. Volteer didn't like the idea of Flare being alone with a male. There was one word that could easily describe his actions and the demeanor he was portraying right now.
"I'm fine." But Volteer's body actions seem contradictory to his words. His whole body was rigid and his paws were clenched tight, which he somehow didn't seem to notice. "If you'll excuse me, I have some things to do."
And with that, the Electric Guardian stormed off, leaving Sparx and Zaze to stare at each other.
"What's wrong with him?" Sparx asked.
Zaze just rolled his eyes. Apparently it wasn't quite obvious what was going on with Volteer to others, other than him. So he decided to just pretend he didn't know as well.
"I don't know. But I'm going to find out," he said, before walking off to follow Volteer.
"Huh? Wait up then! I want to know too!"
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Flame and Ember were leisurely walking down the halls. With the examination of Cyril, Flame's condition had gotten better over night, allowing him to be discharged from the infirmary. He was however to refrain from any strenuous activity. Ember was tasked in keeping him line.
"So let me get this straight, you're basically going to have to babysit me so that I won't hurt myself?" Flame asked
"Yes. That was the doctor's orders. Is there anything wrong with that?" Ember smirked.
"Not that I'm complaining." Flame smiled.
Ever since the confession between the two, their relationship got a whole lot better. Flame openly showed affection, which Ember didn't mind at all. However, Flame still observed proper etiquette in public, so he restricted himself into only entwining tails with hers. As the two walked, they silently enjoyed the company they shared with each other. However, the cheery atmosphere was ruined when a grouchy Volteer happened to pass.
"Hey Volteer!" Flame greeted.
"Hello Flame," he answered in a monotone voice. He didn't even bat an eye to them. He just walked straight past them, an annoyed expression on his face.
"What's wrong with him?" Ember asked. Flame shrugged.
Just then, Zaze and Sparx came into the fray.
"Hey, did you two happen to see Volteer pass through here?" Zaze asked.
"Yeah, he just went down the hall. What's wrong with him?" Ember asked.
"We don't know. That's why we're going after him. He was rather disturbed when he relayed the news that apparently, you two are going to have a new classmate." Ember stared at Sparx.
"What? Since when?"
"We just heard about it today too. Apparently, Flare brought onboard a new apprentice."
Flame raised a brow. "Oh, who is he?"
"Pyrus," Zaze replied. "He's the guy that Flare beat at the Ascension Competition."
"That dragon? Wait, why is he ?"
"We don't know, Flame. We're actually going to ask Volteer why an adult dragon would want to go back to the Temple and learn again."
"Well, in that case, have fun. Have you two eaten breakfast yet?"
"We have," Sparx replied.
"See you later then. Flame and I are going to grab a bite to eat first. We'll catch up with you two later."
"Okay," Zaze replied, before walking off with Sparx.
0 0 0 0 0
"Do you think this is a good idea?"
Cyril shook his head. "The idea about Flare, about the whole idea of her taking an adult student; do you think its okay?"
The Earth Guardian shook his head. "I don't see any problem with it."
"I suppose so. I mean, everyone is entitled to have their proper education, regardless of age."
"Speaking of education," Terrador said. "When do we start the lessons and training?"
Cyril scratched his chin. "Well I was hoping we could start it when Pyre comes back with the last remaining survivors but I guess we could officially start now."
"Okay then," Terrador replied. "I'll go inform Spyro and Cynder."
"Wait," Cyril said.
Terrador turned around to find Cyril looking at the scroll, hanging from the wall.
"What is it?"
"Is this saying, what I think it is saying?" Cyril asked. Terrador's brow rose.
"Did we ever get the chance to ?"
"No. We only managed to teach Spyro and Cynder how to fight. The other things, we left out. It didn't seem rather important at the time, and we had a war on our paws."
Terrador sighed. "Ignitus would be the best dragon right now to be telling them this."
"We have no choice Terrador. It is on our paws now."
"I think you should be the one. You have the most experience in that field, so to speak."
Cyril gave Terrador a cynical look. "Are you just saying that because you don't want to do it, or you really mean it?
Terrador gave him a blank look. "Honestly, I don't care which thought best sits with you, but as long as you do it, it's fine with me."
"You know, Terrador, it's moments like these that I hate. I can't tell if you're serious, or you're humoring me."
Terrador shook his head. "I was never one for jokes."
"Fine then, I'll do it. I'll suffer the embarrassment and awkwardness for your sake. But at least tell me this. Do you ever smile?"
The Earth Guardian's brow rose. "Huh? You mean like this?" He smiled.
Cyril shook his head. "No, I mean, truly smile. Are you ever happy?"
Terrador let the question hang in the air for a moment.
"'Happy' one of the few words I rarely use to describe what I feel."
And with that, the Earth Guardian turned around and headed outside, leaving Cyril to contemplate. The Earth Guardian was a mystery to the three of them. Usually silent and kept to himself, he only spoke when needed to, never telling anything about himself and rarely socialized for the sake of socializing.
Being with the fellow Guardian for so many seasons now, no one truly knew who Terrador was.
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