Spyro Fan Fiction ❯ Together ❯ Epilouge - Together Always ( Chapter 12 )

Chapter Twelve: Epilogue: Together Always
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Glacia, the ice dragon, was in grieving silence as she took flight in the air moments ago while carrying the deceased corpse of Spyro the Dragon along with her on her destination towards the dragon temple in the dragon realms. Having long since taking the elixir to heal her wounds, the flight shouldn't be a problem. She had to do it. It was the purple dragon's final dying wish and she owed him that.

 

At first, she was frightened to do so, but his many friends deserved to know the truth about what has happened.
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As Glacia finally made her landing about a few yards from the temple, she once again grew hesitant. Spyro's blood was stained on her body and for all she knew; they might accuse her of the heinous deed.

 

But regardless, she took a deep breath in an attempt to hold back as many tears as possible to keep from crying while mustering up the courage to tell his friends and family.

After she was done, she started her way towards the temple on her hind legs as the entire scenery took a dramatic phase during her approach.

 

As Glacia made it to the temple, it didn't take long for the fire guardian, Ignitus, regardless of her appearance, to acknowledge her before taking in the horrific sight of the deceased purple dragon.

 

Ignitus grew in horrified silence upon the sight before he, upon his sudden burning anger, questioned the ice dragon on the cause of this.

 

But Glacia didn't speak. She was frightened and the pressure was traumatizing enough to reduce her to grieving tears. But regardless, she explained the entire story to him while the fire guardian listened.

Afterwards, Ignitus loosened his expression, comforted Glacia and helped her bring the purple dragon's corpse inside while the fire guardian issued a memorial for the deceased.

Eventually, the rest of Spyro's friends and family came and bared witness to the horrific sight of the purple dragon's bloody corpse.

 

Many were strongly stricken with grief, especially Ember, who became beyond devastated. So much, that she, as Glacia suspected, blamed the ice dragon for the act upon witnessing the blood of her friend on her.

 

It took Flame, Hunter, and Bianca to calm her down while Ignitus explained everything to her and to the other guardians. But throughout his explanation, his expression grew of anger upon his mention of dragon hunters and what heinous actions that they have performed to their kind as an act of pleasure.

 

After he was done, many have grew stunned and horrified, yet relieved that the issue has been dealt with.

 

But then, they grew saddened with grief as a purple hero paid a heavy price for the effort.
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After the memorial, three weeks has passed as a large statue of Spyro was present at the front of the temple and was positioned right next to a statue of Cynder in memory to the two befallen lovers.

Overlooking the statues from the upper windowsill of the temple was the ice dragon, Glacia.

 

Having long since cleansed herself of the bloodstains from her body, she looked on to the statues with a crest broken, yet saddened expression on her face. Momentarily, she blamed herself for the purple dragon's death, but memories of Spyro's words told her otherwise.

 

And as a result of that, she was once again reduced to tears. Lowering her head, she softly sobbed in her grief before she halted upon a touch to her left arm.

 

As she looked to her arm, she noticed the coloration of purple on it. With her shivering gasp of shock, she slowly looked up into the purple eyes and smiling face of a spirit known as Spyro The Dragon.

”Hi, Glacia.” He spoke.

 

With her expression and teary eyes intact, she inspected him. His body was surrounded by a soft comforting, yet shimmering light and was completely unharmed from the looks of him.

 

“Spyro?” She questioned as the purple dragon, with the smile intact, issued a responsive nod.

 

In emotional response, Glacia grasped him in a hug while sobbing her tears out. During that time, Spyro comforted her before she slowly released the embrace.

 

Silence issued from them at the moment as they looked into each other's eyes. Eventually, Glacia spoke on an issue that ached her heart to death.

 

“Why did you have to die?” Her voice broke as she spoke while Spyro slowly issued a frown on his face upon the question. “Why didn't you let me save you?”

Silence, Spyro's expression grew sympathetic towards her while his frown stayed intact.

 

“Glacia, there was nothing you could have done.”

 

Before Glacia could speak, a sudden voice issued.

 

“He's right, you know.” A voice spoke. “And I, of course, am speaking from experience.”

 

Turning around, she took a shocking note of the spirit of Cynder, the black dragon on her opposite side who's bathed in the same shimmering light as the purple dragon and was unharmed in spiritual appearance.

 

With a smile, Cynder inspected her counterpart before looking to Spyro, who returned the gesture in kind.

 

“You're right. She does look kind of like me, and she's my age except for the blade of the right wing and the two extra horns on the upper face.”

 

Spyro snickered.

 

“See, I told you.”

 

Glacia, although silence throughout the conversation, creased an eyebrow, yet her expression remained intact.

 

“C-Cynder?”

 

Cynder issued a curt nod in response while Glacia issued her gaze forward with a speechless expression on her face upon meeting the spirit of her counterpart for the first time.

”Wow. So, wh-what are you two doing here now?” She addressed the two dragon spirits.

 

“We have a chance to be reincarnated into a new being.” Cynder spoke.

 

As Glacia looked from Cynder to Spyro in question, the purple dragon placed a hand on her right shoulder.

 

“And you're the perfect choice to bring forth that new being.”

 

At first, Glacia was lost, but then she remembered the passion that she and Spyro shared throughout their time in the village. Upon that thought, she gasped in shock before slowly looking down to her belly and caressing her stomach with her right hand.

 

Then, the revelation dawned on her.

 

“Y-You mean, I'm—“ She halted as Spyro issued a nod of response. “But-But what about—“

 

“Glacia, I want you to listen to me.” Spyro spoke with a frown to his face as their eyes met while Cynder watched with the smile on her face. “Do not make the same mistake I did. Okay? My time has passed, but that doesn't mean that it's your time. You have a full life ahead of you. You have the potentials to bring forth a great and wonderful being into this world, a being to have as your very own. A being that will have a great destiny into this world. And I would be proud for this being to call you mother.”

 

“And what about the father?” She asked

 

Spyro grew silence for a while and issued a comforting smile before speaking.

 

“Remember what I said. I will always be with you.”

 

Silence, Glacia issued a soft smile upon those comforting words before Spyro softly placed his hand to the ice dragon's belly.

 

Glacia took note of it before gazing to Cynder, who smiled and followed suit with Spyro.

 

“Are you ready?” Cynder spoke.

 

Glacia grew hesitant for a while before courage seeped its way into her being. Eventually, she nodded in response.

”Close your eyes.” Spyro instructed as Glacia complied by slowly closing her eyes.

 

Throughout that time, the spirits of Spyro and Cynder closed their eyes while their spiritual bodies glowed a bright whitish color before the light transferred itself inside the belly of the ice dragon.

 

`I will always be with you.'

 

Glacia opened her eyes upon the soft reassuring voice of the purple dragon as she grew comfort and relief. She didn't look in the direction of the spirits because she knew that they have vanished.

All the while, she was left with her thoughts as she looked up to the night skies. Spyro was right. There was no sense in dwelling on the tragic events that happened, only look forward to the future, and the purple dragon has given that to her, which in turn gave her a reason to live.

While still looking to the skies, she softly caressed her belly before issuing a smile on her face. She has a hatchling to give birth to. And whatever destiny lies for this hatchling, she would be there to support it along with many of the friends in this realm.

 

And regardless of the tragedy, she was happy for both Spyro and Cynder. They were together again, in life and in death.

 

But when it came to herself and the purple dragon, they were together always.

The End.