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A re-launch of my series tailored to the ending to Dawn of the Dragon. WARNING!!! This chapter contains a detailed description of the ending to The Legend of Spyro: Dawn of the Dragon! If you wish to not have the ending spoiled for you, I advise you do not read this until you have!

For those of you who have finished, or just don't care to finish first, I invite you inside... the tale begins...

Edit: As you may know, I have been working on this rewrite. I ditched the original but hope to return to the Malefor Chronicles to finish what I started. However, this has drawn so much of my attention that I flew off with it and practically forgot about you guys. You guys are the first community I visited and I want to give you guys something special. Though this is not technically the same day, I want to commemorate the one year anniversary of my Spyro fanfiction's birth (in my head) with the launch of the Special Edition YS Version. You can... *ahem* expect some things from this version... that you won't find on the deviantART version or the Fanfiction version or even the one on the Spyroforums.

Your patience has paid off. Here it is. Chapters will be released depending on the status of the latest one and the speed in which I can convert the older ones into a YS format.

Note: FORGET EVERYTHING YOU ONCE THOUGHT YOU KNEW ABOUT MY STORY!!!!! I've changed a lot of things so forget the old story line! It's toast! The new one has been written with newer characters (many of which I've borrowed with permission) and other things! Prepare for the new Spyro Chronicles!

Part 1- Prologue

A day begins and a day ends. A life begins and a life ends. A journey begins, and a legend is forged. The world around us is always changing. Things begin... and things end. Sometimes however... endings are just the start of something bigger... bolder... and higher. Not only does the world around us change... but people do as well. Ordinary people... ordinary dragons... all serve purposes. We are all just pawns in the world... but sometimes we can do more then just do simple tasks... Sometimes we are called upon to do great things... to see these things... is a different story... but sometimes legends can be forged out of those willing to take the path.

Many never started their journey... some quit halfway. However, there are those select few who finish it all the way... and in the end... it is those who we will look up to. It is they who we shall rely on. It is they who shall save us all.

The Spyro Chronicles:

A New Legacy

Chapter 1- The Legend of Spyro

Human Colony World Sirus 12, Zeta Reticuli System

March 2, 2204

1132 Hours

2 miles East of Alpagee City

The rolling green grass moved in the wind and the bright light from the star Zeta Reticuli flashed across the scene. The city of Alpagee sat in the distance, the fields running its outskirts dividing the city from the mountain range in the distance.

The calm was broken by several fast moving aircraft. The aircraft speed across the fields, their jet engines flaring to keep them aloft. The United Earth Republic emblem shined brightly on the aircraft and the letters 'UERMC' were distinguishable in their black coating compared to the grey aircraft. The twin-tailed aircraft was kept aloft by two jet engines that were rotating disks on the aircraft's wings. The disk-like engine could turn to accommodate any desired angle of flight and separate engines on its belly pushed it forward.

On either side of the aircraft there was an opening where a machine gun protruded from the sides and in the rear, an open troop bay revealed several UER Marines sitting inside. Each was decked out for a fight and was ready for anything.

"Approaching objective, keep formation. 30 seconds." The radio piece in Private Joshua Karson's ear sounded off and he looked out the bay of the aircraft, watching the grass stroll on by.

"Those scalies control the city! Keep a lookout; the landing zone is going to be pretty hot!" Karson's platoon leader, Lieutenant Baker yelled from his seat. Karson pulled back on the loading mechanism to his M74D assault rifle and shot one more glance out the troop bay.

The grassy fields were replaced with the buildings and streets of Alpagee. The city streets were filled with cars and had a lack of activity. The grey scenery was not as appealing as the green grasses of the fields along the outskirts. Larger buildings started to appear and the aircraft swerved to the right and Karson caught sight of a small shopping center nearby.

The drop ships touched down in the parking lot of the shopping center and Karson and the rest of the men in the troop bay got up from their seats and jumped onto the concrete parking lot below. They scanned the area with their rifles and Karson got into a crouched position. The drop ships lifted up and left the soldiers standing in the parking lot. One of the Marines in the group stood up.

"Alright Alpha Company, let's move out! Let's use the cover of that overpass!" Lieutenant Jonathan Wagner, his CO, yelled over the engines of the Nighthawk Drop Ships as they lifted up and away. They started to run across the parking lot and as they did, Nighthawks and UERNF Raven and Marine Raptor fighters flew overhead, their jet engines sounding out over the sounds of battle not far away.

As they neared the nearby overpass, they fell under attack.

Globs of dark energy and scores of energy fire exploded from nearby buildings and from an entrenched position on the opposite side of the parking lot.

"Contacts! Enemy troops!" One of the Sergeants bellowed and the Marines fired their assault rifles back at the enemies.

Karson raised his own M74D and pointed it at the hostiles on the road. He squeezed the trigger and the barrel of his rifle flashed as he fired. Empty bullet casings fell from the rifle and clouds of smoke appeared where his bullets struck the concrete.

The enemies in question returned fire. They were menacing creatures... not human... not any creature Karson had ever seen before now. They were reptilian in nature... with purple scales, bipedal, a grey vest and bright, shiny, silver armor. They called themselves 'Lakadors'. The Lakador soldiers held onto weapons that spewed spheres of dark energy and bolts of heated gases at their enemies. It wouldn't be so bad if they weren't shooting at him!

He dropped onto the ground and lay down in a 'prone' position. He squeezed the trigger again and the rifle flashed once more and loud tat, tat, tat, sounds spat from the weapon. His gunfire was joined by several others and the air was filled with tracers and enemies.

As he fired, two Marines to his left took a few of the dark spheres to the chest and toppled to the ground.

"Man down! Corpsman!" Another Marine yelled as he crouched over the fallen soldiers and fired his M10 Sub Machine Gun.

A few grenades detonated near the Lakadors and they screamed and flew through the air. Karson stood up and reloaded his rifle, trying to dash behind a car for better protection.

"On your feet! We have to take out that position down by the overpass!" His platoon leader shouted. Karson fired off a short, un-aimed burst from his rifle before sprinting with a dozen other Marines to a building overlooking a Lakador position next to the overpass.

The enemy position was a crater fitted with a barricade which provided them with cover. They fired from the opposite side of the barricade to the Marines and the street they were in was in-between the overpass and a two story building, making flanking impossible. However, they had to take that thing out.

"Karson, Jackson, Daniels! Take out that position! Move up on three!" Karson got ready, as did the other two Marines with him. He waited for his commander to give the order.

"Now! Shift your fire!" The Marines shifted their field of fire to give them a clear path. Karson and the other two Marines dashed from their cover and slapped their backs against the two story building next to the position. Due to the location of the position, and the building's walls, they couldn't hit it from here. They'd have to do something drastic.

Daniels pulled out two Fragmentation grenades and looked at Karson and Jackson. They understood. They waited a bit and Karson hit Daniels in the back of his head on his helmet, the signal to run. The soldier dashed across the open and Karson and Jackson fired their rifles at the Lakadors, trying to keep them from shooting Daniels. Miraculously, the soldier made it to the other side and ducked behind a small column. The Lakadors tried their hardest to shoot him which gave Karson and Jackson a perfect opportunity to move up. They got into position and fired at the Lakadors.

While Karson reloaded his rifle he watched as Daniels pulled the pins to both Frag Grenades and dashed into the open. He chucked the grenades into the Lakador position and rolled in front of the barricade. The grenades detonated and dirt and debris rained upon the Marine. The Lakadors screamed as the grenades released tiny metal fragments which peppered them and they were tossed from their position.

"Move out, let's go, let's go!" Lieutenant Wagner yelled. Karson, Jackson and Daniels recovered and climbed over the barricade. They walked over the dead reptiles and proceeded to firing short bursts into the bodies to make sure they were dead. They fired more bursts as they dashed to a car a few feet from their position that faced the street ahead. As they moved to the position, a few more Lakadors ran into the open, taking cover behind cars down the road.

Karson looked over to the company CO, Wagner. He was in charge of them and Karson was waiting for him to give his next order. Wagner dashed over to the car and crouched right next to Karson as he reloaded his rifle. A few Nighthawks flew overhead and before the young Marine knew it, more gunfire and explosions happened all around.

"All platoons, prepare to take those buildings on the-" Wagner was cut off as a bright light flashed before them all. Karson shielded his eyes and tried to make out the point of origin. The light dimmed enough to where Karson saw a bright star flashing in the sky. This was odd, only the star Zeta Reticuli was supposed to be visible in the day, because it was the only star in the system. A new star? Was it an explosion in space? Was it some sort of meteor? As Karson ran many explanations through his head, he kept getting farther and farther from the truth.

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Dragon Realms, Uncharted System

March 2, 2204

1202 Hours

1000 feet above Malefor's lair

"It has begun!"

"Oh no, we're too late!" Spyro said, looking down upon the planet beneath them.

"Welcome to the end of the world..." Malefor said as the Destroyer climbed into the volcano- completing its world-wide trek. A beam shot forth from the volcano, striking the island that carried Malefor's lair aloft. Spyro and Cynder felt the rush of the volcanic ash and energy as it swept past them. The planet began to slowly crack beneath them.

They tumbled onto a platform and gave all they had against Malefor. Once more they evaded his strikes. Finally they got atop him and grabbed each other. They formed a powerful ball of energy which they used against Malefor. They hit him and he was sent downwards more.

The battleground in which they fought now descended into the depths of the volcano and Malefor once more went at them... this time trying to use a shield to protect himself. However, this failed...

They broke his shield and he fell to the ground. Cynder struck him with a beam of purple energy which stunned him. Spyro dashed forward and made his final move. The platform broke and they were in free fall downwards.

As they spiraled downwards, they looked at each other, wondering what to do next. As they did this, Malefor sprung up from behind them and pressed them against the walls of the volcano. Spyro applied every last ounce of energy left in him and pushed back. Together, they forced him off of them and they both collided into him and with great force, pushed him into the heart of the volcano.

They flew into the heart and beneath them sat a large purple gemstone. Malefor flapped his wings and looked at them with hate.

"You cannot defeat me! I am eternal!" He shouted at them. He fired his beam of darkness and Spyro and Cynder did the same. They collided with each other in a fury of purple lights.

"Just... hang... on!" Spyro managed to say while outputting an exponential amount of energy.

Soon, they overpowered Malefor and he was sent onto the purple gem, only to get back to his feet. Suddenly purple silhouettes of dragons emerged from the purple gem and surrounded the Dark Master.

"What is this?" Malefor asked, eyeing each of the new threats. They flew at him and Malefor began to sink into the crystal.

"NOOOOO!!!" He yelled as he sank into the gemstone's depths. The snakes binding Spyro and Cynder faded away and they were free once more.

It was over... he was defeated. But their job was not over yet.

"Spyro... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." Cynder said, referring to the fact that it had been she who had lured Spyro into freeing the Dark Master once more.

"Don't be. It's over now." Spyro said in a forgiving tone.

The purple gem outputted large amounts of energy which split the cavern walls. The walls gave way to reveal the blackness of space.

"So this is it?" Cynder asked, looking at the bright sun and stars in space.

"Spyro, when a dragon dies, he does not truly leave this world." A new voice joined in, one that belonged to Ignitus. Ignitus appeared behind Spyro. Spyro clenched his eyes shut as he listened to the Guardian's message.

"His spirit lives on, binding itself with nature, offering hope for the future..."

Spyro opened his eyes as he came to a realization.

"I know what I need to do, just get out of here Cynder." He said to the dragoness beside him.

"Spyro, no... you don't have to do anything. Let's just go."

"Where Cynder? There'll be nothing left! The world is breaking apart." He looked at the ground in disappointment.

"But I think I can stop it. I think I'm meant to." He added.

"Then I'm with you..." She said, getting closer.

Spyro looked at her and closed his eyes once more. He flew a foot off of the ground and gathered energy into his body. Cynder walked closer to him and whispered: "I love you..."

Spyro released a torrent of energy which grasped the planet that broke around them- and started to bring it back together.

Back on the surface, the creatures of the Dragon Realms walked outside to see a beautiful sunrise upon their world. The planet was still forming together and the sun flashed a brilliant golden hue upon the planet.

In the sky, there was a vibrant assortment of stars, shaped into that... of a dragon- Spyro.

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A pair of eyes looked at a book sitting before him. He, the Chronicler, watched as a new page was written into his books, that of the creatures of the Realms rebuilding their once proud civilization. Something caught his attention and he released his gaze from the book.

"Be welcomed friend. I have long been expecting you..." He said to his guest.

"A new age is beginning... With each new age, a worthy dragon is chosen to chronicle the many triumphs and failures of that age. This has been my duty for many millennia. And now, Ignitus, I pass the honor to you." The Chronicler turned to the fire guardian as he approached.

"And... What of Spyro? Is he..." Ignitus asked, pondering the fate of the young purple dragon who had saved an entire planet from destruction.

"Hmm, that is the question, isn't it? You see, each time a dragon dies, a new page is written in this book." A new book flew over to replace the one already in front of the Chronicler. It opened and he browsed its many pages.

"I've done my best, but I can't seem to fine any trace of Spyro." With this said, the Chronicler flashed a brilliant white- and vanished. In turn, Ignitus flashed a vibrant white and his scales turned to the same color formations of the Chronicler. He wore the same golden neck brace and a crystal hung from a necklace that was attached to it.

The book floated in front of Ignitus and he looked upon its pages, hoping to find some hint of the young purple dragon that had given so much for this world.

"Well young dragon... where might you be?"

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The sun flashed upon his scales as Spyro and Cynder flew in free flight in the grassy fields of some unknown area. They flew towards each other and looked in each other's eyes before Cynder flew off and he gave chase. They flew together now... not alone... but together... happily... but it wasn't meant to be.

With the conclusion of one adventure another begins. While one catastrophe is avoided, another takes shape. A new wave of terror is sparked and at the forefront of it all is going to be the one hero to pull us out of the abyss of death and destruction. It would be up to him to save us all...

As they flew, a pair of eyes watched them intently.

"This young dragon is turning to be quite interesting..." A cold voice said from his throne room as he watched the two dragons flying in harmony.

"He is the only purple dragon besides Malefor to see the halt of the Great Cleansing.... However, unlike Malefor, he halted it himself... of his own will. While Malefor's failure is quite interesting... Spyro seemed to have utter control over the darkness within him. He is turning out to be quite powerful... this could be useful..." The figure stood on his throne, stretching his wings and allowing them to gather strength.

"Now that they have failed to bring about the great cleansing... I can now launch my plan... all that needs to be done is to locate the thing I desire... and to choose which dragon that shall play this out..." He looked at both Spyro flying and Malefor trapped within the purple gemstone within the core of the planet.

"Malefor would be happy to do it but Spyro is more powerful... and that Cynder... she will be of great help as well. Maybe I should test them..." He walked back to his throne and sat in it, recounting the events that had occurred.

"No matter who I choose... in the end I shall finally gain what I seek and Spiritus, nor Rithul cannot stop me this time!" The figure walked into the light to reveal himself as a dragon... a pure black dragon with golden eyes and an arrow on his head pointing upwards. His laughter echoed through the halls of his Citadel. Whatever his plan was, could it be good or bad? Only time would tell... The black dragon looked at the young purple dragon as he flew with Cynder...

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Dragon Realms, Uncharted System

1233 Hours

Undisclosed Location

Spyro soared through the sky. He was so happy to be with Cynder... he had heard what she had said and it gave him a feeling of joy. No longer was he alone in this world... he had somebody... somebody that he could be with...

It had been a long time. Ever since Spyro's first encounter with the Dark Master's armies, he never once thought he'd end up here... It all started 3 years ago...

When Spyro finally learned that he was not a dragonfly like he had been raised to believe, he set out of a journey to find himself.

After a short trip through the swamp, he found Ignitus, the Fire Guardian. He revealed to Spyro that he was a legendary purple dragon destined to stamp his mark on this age.

After that Spyro went out and set out on a quest that would forever change him. He went and rescued each of the Dragon Elders and took the fight to the Dark Serpent Cynder in Convexity. Cynder reverted back to her younger- good- self and they took her in.

It wasn't long after that that she ran away from the temple and Spyro gave chase. Before he knew it he was fighting the Ape King Gaul and they were trapped in the mountain of Malefor for 3 long years...

Finally they were awaken and he and Cynder set out on a quest to defeat Malefor... only to learn that the purple dragons were meant to being about the destruction of the world through the Great Cleansing...

However, Spyro rejected this and stopped it... and now... they were here.

Spyro reverted back to reality as something bit at him in the back of his mind... the words spoken to him by Cynder... he had to find out...

"Cynder... did... you really mean what you said back there to me?" Spyro asked, looking her deep in the eyes. She looked at him and started to smile.

"Spyro... what makes you think I feel any different? Spyro... I'm sorry for whatever pain I've caused you... I've been so foolish... but... for what it's worth... I want to be with you." Cynder said to him.

"Cynder... what's in the past happened..." As he said this, he couldn't help but have tears forming in his eyes.

"I cannot blame you for them and... Cynder... thank you for being there with me to the end... I don't know what I would have down without you..."

"I can think of a few things..." She said with a smile. They looked into each other's eyes before Cynder remembered something.

"So... you think we're dead or something?"

"I don't know... we're somewhere, don't know if it's the Dragon Realms or not."

"Well... at least... at least you're not alone here..." She said hopefully.

"No... no I'm not..." As he said this, they neared each other for a kiss when suddenly Spyro's head was assaulted.

He screamed out in pain as images flowed into his head... those of battles, deaths, killing, destruction, and of a volcano... but in this volcano a shiny silver tower protruded from it and fired a beam of black light from it. At once everything around it started to explode and the Dragon Realms... and every other world... was destroyed. This was horrible!

Suddenly he saw another thing... a creature... a creature wearing armor and fighting a battle. This creature resembled the cheetahs in physique but was pale in color, had little or no fur, and had green clothes on and a shiny green helmet.

Suddenly the images stopped and Spyro returned to reality to find a horrified Cynder looking at him.

"Spyro! What's wrong!?" She asked, a look of terror in her eyes.

"I saw something..."

"What?"

"I... don't know Cynder... I don't know..."

"Well it can't be too bad... let's go walk it off..." She suggested. Spyro looked around franticly, sighed, and then nodded in agreement. They stood up and started walking in the field, feeling the wind slap against them. A few hills and mountains approached them and they sat at the edge of a ravine, its base falling a quarter of a mile into the planet's crust. Spyro gazed upon the endless rocks, trees, and bushes that populated the vast expanse of the ravine.

As they sat at the edge of the ravine, Spyro looked around. He had never been here before, though when they prevented the Great Cleansing, the planet's crust was reformed, meaning that many places were new or were destroyed completely.

As he looked into the gorge, he saw something sparkle. He squinted to get a better view of it.

"Spyro? What are you looking at?" Cynder inquired, shooting glances from him and the direction of his stare. She saw something sparkle as well.

"There's something down there..." Spyro finally commented.

"There is... maybe we should go down there and find out huh?" Cynder said in an almost joking manner.

"Yeah, let's go." Spyro said in a serious manner. Cynder gave him a look of confusion before getting up and following him into the gorge.

They landed at the base of the gorge, dirt and wind slapping against them as they touched down. The object in question was an enormous door four times their size. The door was made of a silver and white metal alloy, similar to that of the tower in Spyro's vision. Spyro felt compelled to enter the structure... he had to find out what was inside.

The door opened up when Spyro neared it and he looked at Cynder who shrugged back. They entered and walked down a dimly lit hallway, purple torches lighting their path.

As they walked deeper into the structure, they came to a room where the hallway ended and the road split into two hallways continuing on forward, one to their right and one to their left. In the middle there was a statue of a dragon sitting proudly with two fires sitting on either side of him. They took the left passage and Spyro noticed that there were statues of purple dragons sitting on the side of the passage. This was a temple to honor all the purple dragons...

"Cynder... are these all the purple dragons that came before?" Spyro asked, looking at the statues. Cynder had stopped to look at one as well and turned to face him.

"I think so... but... if each purple dragon brought the Great Cleansing, how could each of them be remembered by the next age? Wouldn't they have all died?"

"Unless they built this place before hand and have been honoring them ever since..." Spyro said looking around.

"But... we've never seen a place like this before... when I was in the power of Malefor I never came across a temple like this in my travels... why did we find this so easily?" Cynder said as she looked around.

"Well when we stopped the Cleansing, the planet's surface was changed in many places... what if this temple was sitting deep within the planet and it wasn't until we did that that it surfaced." Spyro suggested. It was the only plausible explanation. This temple had to have been buried within the planet... waiting for something to happen and now, now they were probably the first ones seeing it in many millennia.

"But then who built this place?" Cynder asked, going into the next hallway with more dragon statues.

"I don't know..."

"Spyro... look at this..." Cynder said. Spyro left the room and saw what she was looking at. Spyro walked into a room and saw a large pictogram on the wall. There were several purple dragons guarding what looked like a tower shooting a beam of light- the same one he had seen in his vision.

He recognized one of them as... Malefor... this was really getting odd... why would purple dragons be in this structure? It didn't remind him of any architecture he had seen so far... the walls were made of metal and rock... much different from that of the mole's doing or of any other creature he knew of.

"Spyro... is that you?" Cynder said, pointing to a purple dragon hovering above the tower. The dragon looked as if he was the one controlling the beam being fired out of it.

"It... looks like me... I don't know..." Spyro was lost. What did this mean? Was this a sign? A warning? Cynder saw his uneasiness.

"We should go." She said as she turned around and headed back for the way they came.

"Yeah..." Spyro kept looking at the picture even as he exited the room. As they left the temple and took to the sky in the sunny gorge, Spyro's thoughts swelled with questions. He had stopped the Great Cleansing... he had stopped Malefor... now... now he had something else to worry about.

Little did Spyro know that the battle for all life... had just truly begun.

End of Chapter 1