Midnight Farewell.

The two moons were drawing closer in a great eclipse, casting a shadow over the plains, the forest and the mountains, but especially onto a great peak shaped like a dragon's head, its stony, wide-open jaws raised towards the heavens. Just then, a great beam of purple energy burst from the skies and shot into the mountain's jaws.

"My Master returns…"

"We're too late!"

Meanwhile, in the dark realm of Convexity, next to a mighty portal, a great battle was being fought, between Cynder, the Terror of the Skies, and the brave little group consisting of Spyro the Purple Dragon, Sparx the dragonfly, and Eleanor Henderson the Astral Half-Dragon. Cynder looked like she was gaining the upper hand, but Spyro and Eleanor each had a trump card to play.

Spyro began to build up energy around him, and Eleanor closed her eyes with her body being enveloped in a bright, dream-like mist, and then Spyro and Eleanor launched their combined Convexity Fury which finished the dark dragoness off.

As Cynder crashed to the ground, her body began to glow and shrink until she became a smaller dragon the same size and age as Spyro.

Spyro gasped. "She is just like me!"

Just then, the ground began to tremble and shake, and as the dragon and faun watched, Cynder was suddenly pulled towards the portal!

"We've got to get out of here, NOW!" Sparx cried.

"We can't leave her behind," Spyro yelled as he and Eleanor dug in their claws, "We've got to save her!"

"WHAT?" Sparx spluttered. "Save the beast that's been trying to kill us?"

"That wasn't her fault," Eleanor argued. "She was being used by the Dark Master!"

At that moment, Eleanor looked back and Cynder was sucked right into the portal. Eleanor let go and flew in after her. Spyro looked and saw Eleanor fly into the portal, before disappearing.

"ELEANOR!" Spyro screamed after the Half-Dragon. But, there was no responce.

"Spyro, there's nothing you can do for her." Sparx said, with a growing sad tone.

The ground was beginning to shake more violently, indicating the portal was ready to blow.

"We can't stay here, Spyro!" Sparx yelled. "We have to get out of here!"

With a heavy heart, Spyro let go of the ground and began flying out of the collapsing realm.

As he flew out of Convexity, a dark whisper called out to them. "S-S-S-Spyro… S-S-S-Spyro…" The purple dragon turned his head back towards the portal…

Eleanor's POV.

"S-S-S-Spyro!"

I woke up with a sharp gasp and looked up at the sky from the balcony. It was still night and the two Celestial Moons were shining brightly overhead, but they seemed closer to each other than last night. Something wasn't right.

Spyro woke up beside me and looked up at the moons as well. Guess he senses it too.

"Hey guys!" The voice called out. It was Sparx, Spyro's dragonfly brother, his little body glowing as bright as the stars in the sky, "Some night, huh? Beautiful…"

"What is it you want, Sparx?" Spryo sighed as he and I got up to our feet.

"Why do I have to want something?" The dragonfly asked indignantly, "I'm just ready to begin the best day ever, now the crazy, psycho she-dragon has gone."

"What, Cynder?" I gasped, fully awake, "What do you mean, Sparx?"

"Whoa, calm down girl." Sparx calmed, then noted, "Gosh you're awful tense. Haven't been sleeping much? You should listen to Volteer tell one of his stories; that'll put anybody to sleep."

"Sparx, what happened?" I demanded.

"Okay, you ready?" He asked, then told his story, "I got up to get some fresh air, because I haven't been sleeping well with… the female-of-fright creeping around. Lo and behold, there she was, sneaking out into the garden." He gave a shudder, "She gives me the creeps, dude. Hear my teeth?"

"Come on. We've got to find her; it's dangerous to be outside the Temple at night." I told Spyro and Sparx

Spyro nodded in agreement, but Sparx disagreed, "It's dangerous for any of us to be outside at night." He argued. "Besides, Ignitus said we have to wait until your and Spyro's powers return… Because you're weak." He whispered and stifled a snigger.

"No time to argue." Spyro retorted, "Come on."

I nodded and followed after him into the Temple.

Sparx gave a slight cough, "Um, you guys will be helpless without me." He murmured, buzzing after us. "I'd better come with you…"

Spyro, Sparx and I entered the Dojo. I couldn't help but stare at the dragon statue. It's glowing yellow eyes staring right back at me.

"That statue never fails to creep me out." I admitted, "Those glowing eyes make it look like it's watching me."

"I can understand that." Spyro replied.

I went back in thought. It's been about a year and a half since Spyro and I found out that we were a pair of rare dragons, stopped Cynder from releasing the Dark Master from the portal in Convexity and cleaned her corruption.

Even after all this time, Cynder still blames herself for what that evil mastermind made her do. And Sparx wasn't helping at all with making her feel better. Not even after that incident in the Dojo with that Ape with the gem for his left eye. He looked familiar too.

During that time, I even learned that Terrador is my father. I found it hard to believe at first, but everything my mother said, and my nature abilities made sense. My mother always told me that my father was a strong soldier-like guy with a loyal, wise and honest heart. And that I share his resemblance.

Anywho, I'm rambling. As Spyro, Sparx and I left the Grotto and entered the passage that led to the garden, we suddenly froze. The Guardians were lying down on the floor of the corridor, fast asleep.

"Quiet, we mustn't wake them," I whispered to her friends.

"WHAT?" Sparx yelled, "I can't hear you over all this snoring!"

I quickly thrust his hand over Sparx's mouth.

Quietly and carefully, Spyro and I snuck past the sleeping dragons. I gotta say, I was intrigued at the Guardians' sleeping habits. They're all so similar.

My father, Terrador, the steadfast Earth Guardian, was snoring deeply.

Cyril, the snobbish Ice Guardian, was muttering about his lineage - "Yes, of course…"

Volteer, the fast-talking Electric Guardian, was mumbling various complicated theories - "In the truth of the matter…"

And Ignitus, the kindly Fire Guardian, was sleeping quietly.

Soon we reached the door to the garden and crept out, looking back to make sure none of the Guardians had been disturbed.

In the garden, Spyro, Sparx and I managed to catch up to Cynder just as she reached the small dragon statue.

"Cynder!" I called out, "What are you doing out here? It's dangerous."

The black dragoness sighed and turned round, "You guys shouldn't have followed me." She murmured.

"Well that's good enough for me." Sparx replied, then waved, "Let's go, see ya…"

"Please, don't make this harder for me than it already is." Cynder pleaded.

"We're just trying to understand." Spyro said.

Cynder sighed again and bowed her head, "I'm leaving, guys. I don't belong here. After all I've done, all I put you through… I can't stay."

"Listen, Cynder." I soothed, "They may not admit it, but nobody blames you for what happened…"

"I do, speak for yourself." the dragonfly hmphed.

"Sparx…" Spyro warned.

"No, Sparx is right." Cynder agreed sadly, "And every day that goes by, I'm reminded of it." She looked up and gave a weak smile. "Spyro, Eleanor, your place is here… your destinies are here, but mine is out there somewhere for me to find…"

Spyro's voice almost cracked as he spoke. "Cynder… I don't want you to go…"

"Goodbye, everyone." Cynder sighed and with that, she set off into the wilds beyond the garden.

I reached my hand out to her, but she was already gone. Spyro just sighed and shook his head.

"Now, can we finally get some sleep around here?" Sparx asked, sighing in relief, "I've only been sort of half asleep with one eye open for weeks now, alternating eyes of course. It lessens the strain but I'm telling you, it's taken a toll…" Then he asked, showing his twitching right eye, "Say, was this twitch always here?"

"Sparx, you're a real help you know?" Spyro scowled at his brother.

I started to feel dizzy and tired. I couldn't keep my eyes open.

"What?" Sparx said confused, "I'm just saying how-" Then he noticed me, "Ellie? You okay?"

Spyro turned to look at me as well. Before I could say anything, My body gave out and I collapsed on the ground with a hard thud.

"Ellie!" I heard Spyro shout my name in worry. Then every sound and voice around me started to muffle and go quiet.

What's happening to me?