Author's Note. Well this sucks! My iPad died, making me lose ALL OF MY DATA! See? This is why I can't have nice things.

So yeah, what's new? The fact I'm doing this on my Xbox One (eat it!), losing my data a third time, trying to keep promises to Russian fan comic writers, etc. While dealing with school, gaming, going to Cairns to see my sister, going to the Brisbane Supanova, and keeping the rent and doing the everyday stuff. Yeah, I'd say I've got my hands full with WAY more stuff than I can handle.

Anywho, I hope I don't rage at having to do too much writing. It's not like you can make your Xbox One recognize words to auto correct, like Cynder for example. So this sucks, and I hope you aren't mad I took so long RusCSI. And I'm not forgetting you, Xannador. The fact you're supporting this idea with your blessing is the reason why I've decided to pause my main story... for now.

Disclaimer. I do not own Spyro or Pure Light. Apparently Blizzard and Activision have teamed up (I think), so I guess they own Spyro. And obviously RusCSI owns Pure Light, as does Xannador.

P.S; Apparently you can't put a line break in these on the Xbox. Weird. So to represent the start of the actual chapter, I will put the chapter title in parentheses in between the author's note and the main part of this chapter. Oh, and if the chapter pops up as the code, so the font stuff, notify me IMMEDIATELY! It's happened in the past, and I don't want it happening again. Notify me if it does happen, and I'll take care of it. And I'll know that I won't be able to post these chapters on console.

Last note; I expect that anyone reading this has, at the very least, some knowledge about the Pure Light universe, but if you don't, you'll need to learn a few things before you continue. Just to make sure you aren't just reading this because you're skimming through fanfics looking for the coolest sounding stories. Which is fine. I'm just saying you will need to understand what the heck is going on.

Another note; any * represent sounds that aren't speech.

(Prologue: A New Beginning)

In the city of Warfang, the lights that provided anyone who would be walking around the 2nd class district shone brighter than the stars above, which didn't appear to be shining at all. No one was out walking through the streets in the dead of night. That is, no one normal.

Three large dragons walked through the streets, adorned in armour that revealed what they were a part of. They were members of the Freedom Flyers; an elite group of dragons that consisted of the most experienced soldiers in Warfang. The dragons; a large black dragoness with emerald-like eyes, a red dragon with golden eyes, and an eastern dragon with grey scales, were walking through the 2nd class district for an important reason.

"Cynder, are you really going to believe what that mysterious person said? No purple dragons have been seen in Warfang for years!" The red dragon said.

"If there really is a purple dragon in Warfang, we must take care of it as soon as we can, Flame." Cynder, the black dragon, replied. "We can't just let this go unchecked."

"Cynder's right Flame." Casi, the eastern dragon, said to Flame. "That's why the Freedom Flyers were formed. We can't allow any possibility that a purple dragon is in the city. It would cause the safety of Warfang to be threatened."

"I understand that, but do you really think that a purple dragon could hide in Warfang for eight whole years?" Flame asked.

"You have a good point, but we still at least need to investigate this report. The threat posed by the purple dragons is too high to ignore." Cynder said.

The three walked up to the door of a home, the one that belonged to the Starwing family. While the Starwing tribe lived in the 1st class district, this house belonged to a certain couple that had been on the attention of authority figures for a while.

"Well, let's introduce ourselves."

(Inside...)

"I just don't know what to do Kyron!" A young blue dragoness exclaimed. Next to her, a slightly older cyan dragon was trying his best to comfort her. "What if the guard finds him? They'll kill him for sure!"

"I know Aurora, I just... I need some time. You know how dangerous it is if we keep him! It doesn't matter if the guard finds out. If the Dark Army breaks into Warfang, they may find our son, and then there'll be three Dark Masters!" Kyron explained. "I just... I don't know. We'll just have to hope for the best."

"I hope so..."

"*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*!"

The two dragons froze.

"Oh no." Aurora muttered.

"Aurora, take our son, and put him in his room. I'll make sure that whoever is here doesn't try to find him." Kyron said.

Aurora nodded as she walked over to her son, whose scales were a purple colour, picked him up, and quickly went upstairs.

Kyron walked up to the door and grabbed the handle. Opening it, he looked outside.

"Can we come in?" Cynder asked. Kyron looked at the three Freedom Flyers and hesitated as he recognised them.

"I, uh, yes. Yes you can." Kyron said.

Kyron let the three Freedom Flyers inside. They sat down on the floor in the living room as Kyron closed the door behind them. "So, what are you doing here? Surely you have other important things to do than to visit here." Kyron said.

"Indeed." Cynder replied. "We are here to investigate a report of a purple dragon in the second class district."

"What?" Kyron feigned shock, though it was more genuine than not.

"Please understand we're trying to help." Cynder said. "If you can help us in any way, please, tell us."

"Very well, but I do think you are wasting your time here. My mate and I wouldn't want to protect a purple dragon." Kyron said.

As he said this, Aurora walked down the stairs, seeing what the fuss was about.

"Kyron, is that-"

"Yes. General Cynder, and her two trusted members of Team Alpha." Kyron said.

"Why are they here?" Aurora asked.

"Apparently, there's been report of a purple dragon in this district, and they are investigating if the reports are true." Kyron explained.

"But the last purple dragon was killed before he hatched! How can another be born so soon?" Aurora questioned.

"That is what we are going to find out." Cynder explained.

"Well I'm sorry, but we aren't able to help you with your search." Kyron said.

"Even so, any help you can provide is appreciated." Cynder said.

"It's just… we don't know how we could help." Aurora said.

"Don't worry. If you have any information about any-"

"*Baby cries*!"

Kyron and Aurora froze.

"Was that-" Flame started.

"A baby crying, yes." Casi said.

"And why would there be a baby crying in your residence, mister Kyron?" Cynder asked. Kyron couldn't find an answer.

"Very well. Search upstairs!" Cynder ordered.

"No!" Aurora exclaimed.

"You may have hidden a secret, miss Aurora, but you can't hide it forever." Cynder said. "Unless you have something to say-"

"Don't you dare!" Kyron shouted.

As they were talking, Cynder approached the room where the crying came from. She opened the door, and immediately the crying stopped. What she saw was interesting.

In a cot at the other side of the room was a purple dragon.

As Aurora and Kyron got there, Cynder ordered Flame to restrain them.

"No!" Aurora shouted.

"Let us go!" Kyron yelled.

"You have endangered all of Warfang for a purple dragon! This will not go unpunished!" Cynder shouted.

"Please! Leave him be!" Aurora pleaded.

Cynder ignored them as she approached the young child dragon. As she approached the youngling, she gazed into his eyes. She raised her tail blade, but as she was about to lower the blade and end his life, she looked a little closer into his eyes, something catching her eye.

For some reason, she hesitated. She tried to strike her tail through the child, but something in his eyes made her hesitate. They seemed… innocent. She saw something that she never thought she'd ever see in a purple dragon, not since Spyro betrayed her; a pure light. She widened her eyes. Killing him. It wouldn't be right. He is a purple dragon, but he's innocent. Besides, he's only a child. He was no threat to anyone at the very moment. If he was to be taught, to be afraid of the Dark Masters, to not seek power, it may be possible to keep him from becoming a monster, maybe even make him into a powerful ally.

"Flame." Cynder said.

"Yes?" Flame asked.

"Would you take Aurora and Kyron downstairs?" Cynder requested.

"What of the purple dragon?" Flame asked. He cleared his throat when met with the hard gaze Cynder gave him. "Right away, ma'am." Flame took Aurora and Kyron downstairs. Casi went to follow, but Cynder motioned for him to stay.

"Want to tell me something General?" Casi asked.

"I just wanted to explain what I've done… only to you." Cynder turned away from the still alive purple dragon.

"You wish to let him live?" Casi asked.

"You know me too well I guess. Yes." Cynder said.

"What do you think would happen if the city found out about this?" Casi asked. "I'm all for this decision, but what would everyone think?"

"We'll just have to keep this secret… for now." Cynder said.

Downstairs, Kyron embraced his mate, providing what little comfort he could to her. Aurora cried softly as she waited for Cynder to come downstairs and give them their punishment.

"I'm sorry Aurora." Kyron said.

Just then, Cynder walked down the stairs with Casi at her side. Flame would've saluted, but he was ordered to watch the two criminals.

"I assume you two have accepted your situation?" Cynder asked. Aurora said nothing in response to Cynder's question.

"Why should we be? You killed our son!" Kyron shouted.

"Flame, I'd like to speak to miss Aurora alone." Cynder said.

"Excuse me?" Flame questioned.

"Are you questioning me?" Cynder asked.

"N-no, ma'am!" Flame exclaimed. "I think their kitchen would work."

"Very well." Cynder said. "Aurora."

Aurora responded, but didn't move. "Leave me alone…"

"Please dear, do what she says." Kyron said.

"Okay…" Aurora stood up and walked over to Cynder. She motioned towards the kitchen, and the two entered.

"What is it you want to speak to me in private about?" Aurora asked.

Cynder made sure that no one was able to listen to what they would talk about before turning to respond. "Your son is still alive."

"What!? But why!?" Aurora exclaimed.

"When I looked into his eyes, I saw something that… made me hesitate." Cynder explained. "I saw… a pure light in him. An innocent heart. I… I spared him."

"But why?" Aurora asked.

"I wondered… maybe he could be useful against the Dark Masters when he grows up. He's no threat as of now, and if he was to be taught how to be a good dragon, and avoid him turning evil, maybe…" Cynder mused.

"Maybe we could prevent him turning evil, and have him… fight the Dark Masters!?" Aurora exclaimed.

"When he's old enough. Right now, he'll need to learn." Cynder said.

"But what about-"

"I'll handle the reports. There are perks to being the general of Warfang's army." Cynder said. "You just take care of your son."

"Alright. So, we aren't being punished?" Aurora asked.

"As long as your son's identity isn't exposed, yes." Cynder answered.

"Thank you. My mate and I are in your debt." Aurora replied.

Cynder gave a small smile for a moment, but she turned around as she started to think on the current predicament. "Aurora?"

"Yes? What is it?" Aurora asked. Cynder thought before turning her head to answer.

"Your son may be the last hope for dragonkind."