Final Author's Note: I'd like to personaly thanks you for reading Spyro's Legacy I: One Life to Live. This is the first part of a Cycle of Books that I have all ready and are continuing to write. Currently Spyro's Legacy II: Resurection and Salvation is out and completed and Spyro's Legacy III: When All Has Gone is currently being written with updates every Weekend at some point. I also have a 4th installment planed to start around Chrismas time after the third is completed.
Author Updates: 10-27-09: I have just added a new off-linear story in the "M" Section called "The Greatest Weapon" It headlines Spyro and Cynder's strugles to get togerher as a couple in the weeks folowing the Dawn of the Dragon. The Peace is eventually disrupted by the most powerful weapon of them all: Themselves!
Thank you all for your feedback and for reading. I hope that you move onto the next installment and please leave your final comments on this story.
Thanks,
Cornys
And here's a sneak peak into Spyro's Legacy II: Resurection and Salvation!
Spyro's Legacy II: Resurection and Salvation
Chapter 1
Destiny's Calling
Alnor looked down at his silky purple paws as he flew through the air towards the place that his mother had defined as "The Temple of the Guardians".
Her history lessons always spoke of places such as these. Never would she speak of the simple things that they could actually go and see. Most often she would lecture about a "Dragon of Destiny" that had saved the world from a great evil and had started the "New Age of Peace" that they now lived in.
Usually his mind would wander while he stared blindly back at her. Not hearing a word of her rambling.
Everyday up until this point Alnor's life had been made up of these history lessons for the first few hours of his day. Then his mother would leave the house and go into town; not coming back home until darkness had fallen.
Then two days ago, on his thirteenth birthday, she had told him in in a torrent that he was one such "Dragon of Destiny" and that he would have to journey to "The Temple of the Guardians" where his destiny would begin to take shape.
They then set out and flew high above the clouds for more than a day. Then all at once she stopped talking and told him that he was on his own. That he was to "fly with morning sun to his back and the evening sun to his face" until he arrived at "The Temple of the Guardian's"
It had been five days ago that she had left him on his own. He had watched as island after island had passed by his feet. The blue water never leaving his view until just a few days ago. It was night when the transition had changed and he did not realize it had happened until the first rays caressed the landscape.
He was now flying through the spotless sky towards a place that he was beginning to accept never existed. His mother had been crazy all along. He was no "Dragon of Destiny". Heck he wasn't even hardly a dragon at all. He hadn't even seen or talked to any other dragon than his mom. How could he be as powerful as she said he was just because of his color.
His wings were now aching ravenously from the constant flying. He though about descending to the ground and eking out a life down there. His mom could not possibly be right. His future was to be a hermit. To be excluded from the population and just live alone without love or compassion. To endure alone the elements.
But he flew on. Only to find a more desirable home now. Rather than find his mother's crazy temple.
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Spyro and his fellow guardians stood around a blue puddle in the floor. All of them stared off into it wondering what it was that the bright yellow young one was seeing.
In the far back of the room Cynder stood in the door way. Her scales had faded away to a light gray tone. A few of her ivory head spikes had broken off through the years. Her once silky wing membranes had started to corrode at the tail end and holes now shone through.
Spyro had too aged. His row of spikes that ran down from his forehead to his tail barb had drooped over to their sides. His wings also had their small holes but his skin has retained it's purple hue.
Spyroandhis guardian friends were waiting for the vision to come to the young Lightning Guardian; Nate. The years had done their number upon the old Guardians. They had already bonded themselves with nature by then. Their entities else where.
The older guardian of ice, Adar, looked up from the pool and looked over at Spyro. His crystal eyes looked at Spyro respectively.
"You say that you have had, dreams, of this one?"
Spyro too looked up "Yes, I think that he is coming but I can not be sure. The powers of the evil that opposes us is undefined and we must be careful. Should one of us meet this force I shall not be able to protect us as I once was,"
The Earth Guardian, Welgor, looked up from the gazing pool and glanced over to Spyro with wide eyes.
"You mean that the shadow may be able to intrude upon our dreams?!"
"We can not know. With it's expanding power who knows,"
Welgor shook his dark green head and cringed before looking over to the golden Nate who was gazing into the pool still trying to conjure up an image of the new purple dragon who was supposed to be born thirteen years before. "You see anything yet? I'm tired of sitting here every-other-night waiting" he said lightly annoyed.
"No," replied Nate entranced "It takes a great deal of time to see somebody who you have not seen with your eyes"
Adar looked over at his fellow guardian. "Patience, Welgor, you mustn't rush things."
Welgor turned his head and shook it in disbelief but didn't reboot.
Spyro looked to Welgor in disbelief then turned to Cynder and smiled.
(End Chapter 1)
I would like to thank you all for the overwhelming support of this entire series. New chapters of Spyro's Legacy III will be posted within the week of the January 17th. I hope that you are able to read through the series, but if you aren't you could easily read the summery of the series that I have included before each intallment. Thanks for reading and please send any and all comments that you have.
Thanks again,
Cornys