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TPE Ch. 9 Change of Plans

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The Purple Essence


Chapter 9


Change of Plans



Chapter 9

Change of Plans

"So wait, let me get this straight, Izrayl…had amnesia?" asked Flame curiously. Cynder, who sat across him, nodded.
"Yes. I'm actually quite relived now that he's with you guys, to actually help him get his memory back," answered Cynder, taking a drink from her cup.

Cynder and Flame were now currently inside the Temple; specifically at the Dining Hall. She had been chatting with Flame throughout the entire time they were there, and she couldn't believe how easy it was for her to socialize with him. Unlike she originally thought he wasn't prejudiced like Sparx who kept badgering her that she was Terror of the Skies. He respected her, the same way as Spyro. Speaking of which, she was wondering where he was.

"Have you seen Spyro by any chance?" asked Cynder, looking around. Amongst all the other dragons there, families and groups of friends, she couldn't see her purple friend anywhere in the area.
"No. I'm beginning to wonder where Ember carted him off too actually," said Flame.
"Yeah, Ember; that was the pink dragoness earlier right?" asked Cynder. "Why was she—"
"Acting weird?" Flame cut her off. Cynder nodded, surprised at the bluntness and choice of words by Flame.
"She's normally giddy, but this is a special case. She always wanted to meet Spyro," replied Flame.
"Why is that?"
"It's hero worship; once you get her to start talking about him, you'll have a hard time trying to stop her. You could say that she is his number one fan." Cynder chuckled at the thought.
"So Cynder," began Flame. "How are you finding…my company?"
Cynder cocked her head. "You're company?"
Flame nodded. "Well…I guess I find it quite nice. I kind of feel…normal," she said.

She did feel normal for once. She didn't feel self conscious about herself, which was totally different from what she expected. She expected to be bashed, badgered and even mocked for what she had done. But what she got was something far much…bearable. There were stares. She got the stares everywhere she went. She was being scrutinized, but at least, someone actually talked to her.

"I never expected someone to actually talk to me…let alone make friends," she smiled at him.
Flame smiled back. "I'm glad you find me as a friend."
"Though, I am going to miss your company," she said.
"Why?"
"We're leaving."
"You and…Spyro?"
"Yeah we kind of are."
"Where are you two going?"
"I…don't know. Spyro knows the itinerary more than I do."
"Why are you leaving then?" asked Flame genuinely curious. He smelled adventure, and he wanted to know what it was about.
"Why are you so curious about this?" asked Cynder, surprised at his interest.
"It's just that…do you know what we'll be doing while you two are off on another daring adventure?" asked Flame.

Honestly, Cynder didn't know. She shook her head, which Flame expected.

"Well, we're going to go back to school," he answered flatly.
Cynder's brow rose. "School? As in…learning?"
"Yeah; it's quite boring actually."
"Uh huh," said Cynder, trying to understand why learning was boring.
"Which is why I was wondering…can I come?" asked Flame. "I'd rather be scared for my life—because I know that adventures are dangerous—than stay here at school and die of boredom."

Cynder chuckled at the statement. Oh how the young and inexperienced laugh at the face of danger.

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"Y-you're leaving?" asked Ember, slight tears welling up in her eyes. Spyro had just finished explaining to her that he and Cynder were going to leave in a few hours.
"Why?" she asked.
Sparx, who was resting on Spyro's shoulder, flew in front of her.
"Look Ember, Spyro is a busy dragon. He's required to go, and no amount of your crying can stop him," he said, putting it bluntly.
Ember chocked up, surprised at the frankness of the dragonfly.
"Sparx! You didn't have to say it like that!" he said reprimanding his brother.
"Well, I understand Spyro," said Ember wiping her eyes. In truth, she didn't want Spyro to leave her side. She was living the dream, and if Spyro did leave, that dream would just pop like a bubble. But she had to give way. The legendary purple dragon had work to do, and he was the only who could do it.
"I'm glad you do Ember. And if it makes you feel better, I enjoyed the time I shared with you," said Spyro.
Ember perked up, feeling happy and warm inside.
"Aww…isn't that mushy of you," said Sparx.
Spyro just glared at him.
"So Spyro, where are you two going anyway?" asked Ember.
"Wait, I'm coming to you know, along with Izrayl," said Sparx.
"What?" Ember asked, surprised at this bit of knowledge. It would seem that Spyro had forgotten to tell her this.
"Izrayl and Sparx are coming too?" she asked excitedly. "Can I come?"
"Uh…I'm not sure," said Spyro. "I think we have to ask the Guardians first."

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"Terrador," said Cyril, as he approached the Earth Guardian. Terrador was currently fixing some scrolls that were scattered about at his desk. He was already preparing for his lessons that he'll teach.
"What is it?" he asked.
"I've been thinking," said Cyril. "Are you sure it is wise if send some dragons along with Spyro and Cynder?"
"Hasn't Galen and Colton cleared this up already? It is better and safer in numbers?"
Cyril nodded. "Yes. But I believe that Spyro, Cynder and Izrayl can handle it on there own. Sending out more will endanger them."
Terrador raised a brow. "How so?"
"None of them are as skilled as the three. Spyro and Cynder can hold their ground. Izrayl has proven he can by being The Messenger. I doubt the rest have any field experience," reasoned Cyril.
The Earth Guardian cocked his head. "You have a point. I need more convincing however. Why wouldn't the other dragons have any field experience, as you say they don't?"
"They weren't exactly taught how to fight when they went into hiding. Learning wasn't at the top of their list. To be frank, they'll be a liability to the three dragons," said Cyril.

Terrador pondered at the thought for a moment. He weighted in every aspect of the argument and decided the best solution and course of action.

"Hmm, point well explained Cyril. I understand. It is much dangerous if sent others along with them."
Cyril smiled. "I'm glad you see my point of view," he said.
"Where is Volteer by the way?" asked Terrador, rolling up the scrolls.
"He is outside, looking for Spyro, Cynder and Izrayl. They're about to leave in the next hour, and giving them final words of good luck."
"I see, we better go and say farewell as well."

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"Well young dragons, you are off once again!" chirped Volteer. "Wasn't it only just yesterday when you defeated the Dark Master?"
"Uh, it was a few days ago," said Sparx.
"Oh, right. My memory is failing me," said Volteer.

Rave was standing beside Izrayl, whom was just smiling at her. His expression changed however, when she asked him the question.

"So you're really leaving huh?" asked Rave to Izrayl.
"Yes, I am. I'm coming with them," said Izrayl.
"Why can't you just stay here, where it's safe?" she asked.
"I have already decided yesterday. And besides, I prefer to help than be at the sidelines."
Rave frowned. "In that case then, can I come too?" she asked.
"Yeah Volteer. Can they come with us?" asked Spyro. "Ember wants to come with us."
"Even Flame," added Cynder.
"Well, we have talked about it amongst us," said Volteer. "And we have come to the conclusion that—"
"We're not allowing anyone else to join," said a baritone voice.
It was Terrador, with the Ice Guardian right beside him.
"What?" Flame asked, taken by surprise. He and Ember were there too, standing beside Spyro and Cynder.
"But if we can't come, why can Izrayl come?" asked Ember.
"He's a different case. We decided to make an exception," said Cyril.
"That's not fair!" said Flame. "I want to come and help them!"
"Flame was it?" asked Terrador. "Do you even know what Spyro and Cynder are going to do?"
Flame was about to retort, but realized the Guardian had a point. He wanted to come with Spyro and Cynder, but he didn't exactly know their agenda in the first place.
"How about you Ember?" he asked. "Do you know?"
"Uh…" said Ember, then she bowed her head. "No…I don't."
"See? How can you come with them if you don't even know what they were going to do in the first place?" asked Cyril.
"Well, you could just tell us," said Rave, side stepping Cyril's argument.

This time, it was Cyril's turn to fall short of words.

"That's beside the point," said Terrador.
"What is the point then?" asked Flame.
The Guardian raised a brow, a bit surprised at how frank the red dragon was. "The point is, we cannot allow you to come with them, due to your inexperience."
"Inexperience?" asked Ember.
"Inexperience, unskilled, unprofessional; amateur in other words," explained Volteer.
"I know what inexperienced means," said Flame, a bit irritated. "I'm just wondering why we're classified as so."
"Well, Flame, have you ever fought someone before?" asked Cyril. Flame thought for a moment.
"Yes, I have."
"Fought and killed?" This time, it was Terrador who asked, in a more serious tone.
Ember gulped.
"Killed? As in killed someone?" she asked.
"Yes," answered Cyril.

The question hung in the air for a while, before being answered in chorus.

"No," said Ember, Rave and Flame.

Spyro couldn't help but feel a bit sad at seeing that they couldn't come with them. But the Guardians did have a point, unlike him and Cynder, they were completely inexperienced, from their answers. He could vouch for Izrayl since he did see him fight. And from the short fight it was, it would seem that he could handle himself.

"I'm assuming, unlike you three, Izrayl had his fair share of battles?" asked Cyril, turning to face Izrayl was quiet.
"…Yeah," he answered. "It wasn't easy going from Shattered Vale to Warfang alone, I can tell you that much."
"Well, this discussion seemed to end at a rather conclusive end," said Sparx.
"Yes, Sparx is right. I do hope you three understand why you can't come with them?" asked Volteer.
"Yes Volteer, we understand," answered Flame.
"Do not worry however. We Guardians will train you in the ways of fighting. Not the unorthodox methods mind you," said Cyril.
"Well, we'll be going now," said Spyro, before taking off, leading the way.
"See you when we see you!" sad Izrayl turning around.
"Good luck!" said Rave.
"We'll obviously need it," said Cynder as she took off.
"Another adventure here we go!" exclaimed Sparx.



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The Purple Essence ~ A Spyro the Dragon Fanfiction

Summary from FF . Net:
"Malefor has been defeated and the world has been restored. But on one fateful night, a new kind of evil rears its head. The race is now on as Spyro and Cynder begin their new adventure to save their new home."

Chapter 9 Change of Plans

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Well now Sparx is the optimistic.