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Two stories in 1 day... aren't i awesome?

No i'm not, but remember if you think it is rushed or could use some fine tuning TELL ME!! But i'm going to keep this section short. Enjoy.

He walked back to the dragon city, his wings couldn't take his weight and he wanted to make the gash on his leg bleed. He wanted to feel something yet still, the only pain he felt was of abandonment and loneliness. He just walked, he didn't get bored, he didn't feel tired, he just kept going. His mind talked to him the whole way, always the same, taunting voice.

"You are worthless! No-one loves you! No-one cares! You have no-one to love! You have no-one and you never will! Hero my ass, you are still that PATHETIC little runt you were when you were born. You parents abandoned you! The only one you will ever love has abandoned you! You are a worthless piece of shit. You deserve to suffer"

The taunting never stopped as Spyro trudged back to Warfang

After hours of walking he reached the place which was now his home, he entered in complete silence. As soon as he entered he was surrounded by scores of people, all desperate to thank him and talk to him. Spyro simply lowered his head and sped up a tad, his horns sticking dangerously out in front of him. The crowd either had to get out the way or get impaled on the horns, because Spyro didn't care anymore. The people he had saved were the cause of it, they caused it all and he didn't give a damn if he hurt them.

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Soon enough he was at the temple, there was a small gang of people. The guardians, Sparx and Hunter all cheered when they saw him and Sparx flew up to his half brother grinning.

"Lil-bro! Your alive! And you saved the world! I'm proud of you man I really am"

He expected a reply but Spyro didn't even register them, he just pushed his way past and made his way towards the spiralling staircase with lead to the main balcony.

"Bro? hey Spyro! Anyone in there?! Spyro!"

Again there was no reply from Spyro, Sparx was getting a bit agitated but Spyro just kept walking.

"SPYRO!! Answer me man! Come on!" Sparx begged but all he did was look at him for half a second before turning back on his path.

Hunter ran forward and stood directly in front of Spyro, he stopped but still he didn't say anything. Hunter looked down on him and asked

"Spyro are you alright? Where's Cynder?"

Spyro heard Cynder's name and he snapped, he got on his hind legs and grabbed the cat by his throat. Spyro hurdled him across the room and the only the felines reflex's stopped him getting hurt. Everyone gasped as the purple dragon said bluntly.

"Never say her name again! She left! She's gone! I will never see her again!"

Hunter coughed a little and rubbed his throat, he wasn't angry with the dragon. But he could see something was deeply wrong with him, Cynder had gone somewhere and now if you said her name he would attack you. The old cheerful and kind Spyro was gone, he was a husk of his former self.

Spyro walked up the staircase and the ones he once considered friends just watched in horror. Spyro reached the balcony and went up to the edge, the city was spread out below him and he stared at the massive drop. But without warning he screamed.

"I'm already dead! What difference would it make?"

He looked over the railing once again, suddenly a mad laughter struck him and he bellowed in some sick humour. It was so ironic that the one he most cared about had doomed him while trying to help him. His eyes were wide and wild as he rolled on the floor, silent tears streaming from his sapphire eyes.

The purple stopped and gagged. He threw up on the ground as if his body was desperately trying rid him of them hurt that gripped his broken heart.

The laughter returned and he collapsed into the vomit.

"Look at me! I rolling in my own puke!! BUT YOU'RE HAPPY NOW!!! YOU AREN'T HERE SO THAT MUST MAKE YOU HAPPY"

He lay there in the sickening pool of puke laughing, he slid to the edge of the balcony leave a massive trail of vomit behind him. He looked over the edge and his darkness yelled at him.

"Are you so weak you must kill yourself?! You sicken me you disgust worthless piece of shit!"

Spyro rolled onto his back. The smell of the vomit wasn't there, the feel of the wind had gone, and the only sound he heard was the beat of his own heart.

"I am I really alive?"

He uttered, slowly bringing his claw to his wrist, he trembled and he whispered again.

"I must know"

Slowly and deliberately, Spyro sliced into his wrist with his claw. A fountain of blood poured out, Spyro saw it and he screamed into the afternoon sky.

"I'm bleeding... FUCK!!! I'M FUCKING ALIVE!!!!"

Hunter ran up to

"What happened to you..." Hunter muttered in shock

Spyro's head snapped to him and roared.

"I bleed so I must be alive! But I feel nothing so I must be dead! Can't you see the joke?! DON'T YOU FIND IT FUCKING HILARIOUS!"

He was laughing hysterically and Hunter walked up to him and grabbed him. Spyro kept laughing as hunter yelled at him.

"Spyro! What are you doing? What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Spyro tilted his head and he began to build up in volume as he spoke.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me!? I'll tell you what's FUCKING WRONG WITH ME!!!"

He slammed his fist onto the rock floor and he felt it shatter but yet again even this act of self-harm didn't stop him.

"SHE LEFT ME!!! I TOLD HER I LOVED HER AND SHE SAID SHE LOVED ME BACK!!! THEN SHE LEFT!!!"

Hunter stared at him with a deep sense of shock, Spyro paused for breath but then his screams of anger and hurt sounded once more. Hunter let go off him and Spyro writhed madly on the floor as he yelled.

"I HAVE NO-ONE!! IGNITUS IS DEAD AND THE ONE A TRULY CARED ABOUT HAS GONE!! THAT'S WHAT FUCKING WRONG WITH ME!!! She's never coming back, do you know what it's like to live with that? No one knows what it's like! The only one who knew me, gone...."

He just lay there panting with anger then he started again. Hunter tried to approach him but Spyro flared up again.

"She was scared!! SHE WAS TERRIFED OF HOW YOU WOULD TREAT HER!! ALL OF YOU CAUSED THIS...."

His face froze up and he started to whisper to himself.

"I caused this... I could have stopped her... I could have searched for her... I did this... I did this..."

He stopped yelling as he felt his voice box collapse, no more noise came out of it except for a tiny squeak.

Hunter looked down at the purple dragon as he saw his brain destroy itself from his heartbreak. He picked up Spyro and carried him to his room, he laid him on his bed. He instantly began to bandage up his wrist and support his fist. Spyro didn't even twitch for the whole thing, his mind was on the black dragoness he loved so much.

Hunter finished tending to his injuries but Spyro didn't say anything to him. Hunter watched intently as Spyro just lay there, his heart turning into a black pit of despair and hate.

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Later on after Hunter had made sure Spyro wasn't going to hurt himself, he went to find the guardians and Sparx. They all met in the great hall, Sparx flew to Hunter and asked anxiously.

"What's wrong with lil brother? Please tell me"

Hunter spoke with a solemn voice.

"Spyro... Spyro's losing his mind. Cynder left through fear of the people... Spyro loved her... You must understand what he is going through, the two... *sigh* the two told each other they loved each other, yet still Cynder's fear got the better of her..."

Sparx sunk to the ground and put his head. Terrador cleared his throat and asked.

"Has he done anything yet? Anything stupid?"

Hunter grimaced and nodded.

"He cut his own wrist to see if he was alive and he broke his hand punching the ground also... I found him on the balcony, I can only imagine what would have happened if I was a minute later. He's in his room now, I did what I could but the injuries are quite serious"

Terrador's head dropped and he swore under his breath, Sparx spoke aloud and everyone looked at him.

"Dammit Spyro... What has happened to you?"

Cyril clear his throat and spoke in a clear voice.

"We must look after him for now, but he will get better with time, they always do. It's just young love, it is always doomed to fail. I'm sorry to be so blunt about it but we must look forward and help Spyro recover."

Sparx just looked up at him and said quietly.

"I hope that you're right. For Spyro's sake I hope you're right"

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In his room Spyro was babbling like crazy, the voice had found a new and much more effective torment.

"Cynder... Cynder... The one you love... the one you can never have"

Spyro screamed at the voice.

"STOP IT!!! PLEASE STOP IT!! DON'T SAY HER NAME!!!"

He was crying desperately and he clawed at his head trying to stop the voice but the voice just spoke in the same cool voice.

"What? Cynder? does the name scare you, little baby? Does the name make you shit yourself?! Why can't I say Cynder... tell me"

Spyro just shut his eyes and kept crying, the voice laughed at him and said.

"Shutting your eyes won't help, I'm simply the voice of reason in your fucked up head. Never love! Never care! That's what you should do! It's either you listen to me or I keep this up forever... Cynder... Cynder..."

Spyro screamed and nodded frantically. The voice said smoothly.

"You really are a pathetic waste aren't you? AREN'T YOU!!!"

Spyro just stopped and lay completely still. He stopped fighting, he stopped everything. He whispered one final word

" Cynder..."

Before he fell into a deep and tortured sleep.

Now i'm on the fence about what to do next, should i go straight to the main story or should i do a bit more on Spyro going crazy? your choice