The Painful Words
Chapter Four: The Painful Words
Another two days passed by. Cynder’s feelings improved. When Whirlwind got better and woke up, Cynder smiled and went to see her.
When Whirlwind saw the Skylanders waiting for her there, she smiled, but then she saw Cynder. She scowled.
“What are you doing here?” she asked. “I didn’t think you would be coming. After all, you left me there to be injured! Let me guess, you left the Underworld after I was injured and told somebody I was down there, and they then came back up with me? It’d make sense, because you didn’t seem to care when I was surrounded. Neither you or Hex.” Cynder opened her mouth to say something, but she was cut off by Whirlwind. “Don’t even talk to me. You really are a freak.”
Cynder felt tears in her eyes. She sighed.
As she walked away, she looked for Spyro. She couldn’t find him, and she couldn’t find Sonic Boom or Sunburn or even Hex either. It seemed those she could always talk to weren’t there.
I always have to be the one who’s picked on, Cynder thought. I’ve done my best to change, but every time I try to do something right, I’m stopped by somebody. First it was Malefor, and now it’s these other Skylanders. If they’re going to treat me like this, how do I know I can trust them when we fight? I did my best to protect Whirlwind, and now she hates me. She thinks Hex and I left her down there. Oh, it’s just such a terrible feeling. I wanted to help her, but I was surrounded. I wish I could be understood more. Only Spyro knows my pain, and yet he’s not even around here. What a great friend he is…
Cynder turned around and tried to walk to the beach, but she was stopped by a huge blue leg coming down in front of her. Looking up she found the blue Yeti, Slam Bam. He was looking down at her with fearsome eyes.
“Is something wrong?” Cynder asked softly.
“Yes, something is,” Slam Bam told her in a cold way.
“And what would that be?” Cynder asked.
“Why didn’t you keep Whirlwind safe down in the Underworld?” Slam Bam snapped.
“I tried to—!” Cynder began, but she was cut off.
“Oh yeah, you tried to! Nice try! You’re lying, little thing! What’s your name again? Isn’t it Cynder or something? Hm, sounds pretty, and you are, too, but let me just say I don’t give a crap about someone’s beauty when it comes to these situations! You don’t deserve to be a Skylander, especially after what you let happen to Whirlwind! Why do you have to be such a freak about all these things?”
“What do you mean?” Cynder cried. “I have not done anything! I was surrounded by an army of skeletons! I did my best to defeat them all and get to Whirlwind! Why can’t you see that I wasn’t trying to let her get hurt?”
“Because I don’t trust you. You seem too strange to trust, and that’s why I’m going to call you a freak from now on. How does that feel? So long, freak!”
As he walked away, Cynder felt her tears were now freshly flowing. She felt horrible, and now wanted to be only alone.
She ran to the beach and hid in the cave. Why can’t my life be simple? she thought.
Meanwhile, Spyro walked near the Core of Light. He’d been talking to Eon over at the treehouses, and now that he was done, he wanted to find Cynder. He wondered where she had gone.
He saw Slam Bam and called to him, “Hey Slam Bam, have you seen Cynder? I’m not sure where she is.”
“Why should you care?” Slam Bam asked.
Spyro was caught off-guard. He didn’t understand.
“What are you saying?” Spyro asked him.
“She let Whirlwind get hurt! Whirlwind is a good friend of mine, and Cynder let her get hurt! It’s because of that little creature that she has to recover!”
Spyro felt his anger slowly rising. “Why are you talking about one of your fellow Skylanders like this, Slam Bam?” he asked softly. “What have you done?”
Spyro turned around. He wanted to find Cynder and comfort her. Slam Bam had done a terrible wrong.
“Yeah, go find that freak, why don’t you?” Slam Bam called.
Spyro did his best to ignore Slam Bam’s words. He knew he needed to help Cynder now.
He ran down to the beach and looked around. As he came near the cave, he heard the sounds of someone sniffling inside. He’d found her.
“Cynder, is that you in there?” Spyro asked softly.
“Spyro?” came her voice. She came out of the cave. “Where were you?”
“I was talking to Eon,” Spyro told her. “I’m sorry I wasn’t there. Slam Bam told me what he did, and I’m so sorry about that. He had no right to do such a thing to you. How did it all start?”
“Can we wait for my explanation?” she asked. “I’d rather wait to speak about it with Eon.”
Spyro smiled. “Okay. Follow me.”
Cynder walked slowly behind him. Spyro turned around to see her.
“Are you going to be okay?” he asked.
“I think so,” she admitted. “I’m shaken up. I’ve never had anyone talk to me like that before. Whirlwind did it, too. It just hurts me. It reminds me of Malefor, with all that he said before he attacked me and made me go unconscious.” Spyro saw a single tear roll down her cheek.
“What do you remember of that?” he asked.
“One of the main things I remember is you trying to hit me. How much pain did I cause you during our last fight?”
“Don’t lie, Spyro. I can tell when someone is lying. When I tried to tell others their futures, I made sure to learn if they were trying to lie to me. Some of them really did lie. Because of that, I know you’re lying. What’s the truth?”
Spyro sighed. “It hurt during some places. You nearly broke one of my wings. The only injury I received throughout the battle was a bloody nose.”
“How did that come about?” Cynder asked.
“When I was in the middle of an Elemental fight with Malefor. It wasn’t because of you, Cynder. The only other injuries that came out of that fight that day were Malefor’s, and unfortunately, yours. Do you remember when Malefor did that to you?”
“Yes,” Cynder admitted. They had gotten up from the beach to near the Core. Cynder saw Slam Bam and just kept walking. He didn’t notice her, much to her great relief. She and Spyro knew they had to be careful about speaking of her past near any of the other Skylanders. “I remember opening my eyes, realizing the feeling of hatred wasn’t in my head; at least, not much. I remember seeing you fully for the first time without wanting to kill you. And then I saw Malefor coming at me. He stepped on my leg really hard, and when it broke, I remember crying out, which only worsened when he clawed my side. I know I was going unconscious, and I believed I was about to die. Do you remember what happened after that? I think I blacked out.”
“I remember watching Malefor escape, and even though he did, I didn’t care. I knew you hadn’t meant to do anything. When I saw what you really looked like, I was angry at Malefor. I was angry at him for the corruption he forced you through, and I was angry that he’d injured you. After he’d escaped, I picked you up gently and flew you out of that Realm, which I heard Malefor call Convexity. I took you to Shattered Island, and I had the doctors look you over. Of course, I had to force some of them, because some of them recognized you. I remember when you woke up, and when you saw me. I remember you were apologizing, and then we exchanged names. I’d already known yours, by then, but you didn’t know mine. I remember staying there with you for about a week. I didn’t want to leave, because I wanted to help you recover. Your injuries weren’t so severe by the time I left, and you were asleep at the time. Do you remember the note I left for you?”
“I do,” Cynder said. “I thank you for your understanding. I did so much, and yet you didn’t leave me there to die. I hurt you, and yet you didn’t let me stay there in that weird world to die of blood loss. I wish I knew why. There must be a reason.”
Spyro was about to open his mouth when he realized where he and Cynder had gotten to. They were near the treehouse Eon lived in. He looked to her.
“We’re here,” he said. “We need to tell him what Slam Bam said, and maybe he’ll do something about it. But he probably won’t throw him out. As much of a jerk as he was, he still has the chance to be a hero later on. You know?”
Cynder nodded, knowing how Spyro was right.
She flew up to the balcony, Spyro coming up next to her.
“Ah, Cynder! It is nice to see you again!” greeted Eon, sitting in a rocking chair. “Have you been crying, my dear? I can see the tear streaks on your face.”
“Yes,” Cynder admitted. “I have come to tell you something that happened today.” And so she explained what Whirlwind had said, and what Slam Bam had said to her. When she finished, Eon sighed and smiled at her.
“Don’t worry, my dear,” he said. “I will talk to them. I will not mention your crying. If I did, I know what Slam Bam might do. He is very cocky, yes, and he can be sometimes too headstrong. But we must keep him in the Skylanders for now. He is very vital to our upcoming mission, I believe. We need someone strong.”
“What do you mean, another mission?” Spyro asked.
“We need to be setting out to the Mistlands. The Mabu population there are in trouble. Threats have been made against them recently.”
“Who’s threatened them?” Cynder asked, suddenly intrigued.
“Kaos is one of them,” Eon explained. “And then comes a Dark Elf. After they were mentioned by Hex to me, I looked into it, and all the Dark Elves who have turned against the inhabitants of all the Realms are led by one of their kind.”
“What’s their name?” Cynder asked.
“His real name is unknown. But he is known to many as Deathmatch.”
Cynder gasped. Spyro and Eon looked at her.
“What is it, Cynder?” Spyro asked her.
“I know who Deathmatch is. I remember, from back when I was corrupted by Malefor. It’s one of the main things that comes clearly. Deathmatch is a Dark Elf who followed Malefor very willingly. He never followed me, but that didn’t matter. No one was ever sure of what happened to him. Or at least, I never knew, and you two should know the reason for that. But if he’s around, and if we confront him, I need to be careful. I don’t want any of the other Skylanders besides Spyro and Hex to know of my backstory, unless the circumstances actually demand it to be told.”
“Don’t worry,” Spyro assured her. “I’ll make sure to keep it safe. I’ll make sure to stop Deathmatch every time he attempts to tell the others.”
“Thanks, Spyro,” Cynder said. “That’s why you’re such a good friend. I hate not having many friends, but…you know how it all works out.”
“I’ll do my best to help you, Cynder,” Spyro told her. “I’ll do my best to make sure you’re trusted more. I know what it’s like to not be understood. I thought of that when I first set out on my adventures. No one understood who I was, or what my intentions might be. From what I know, there have only been two Purple Dragons in existence, and the other one is Malefor. He used his great power for evil, but I’ve promised to use mine for good. I know you have a lot of power in you, Cynder, and sometimes I think you should allow yourself to draw on it and see what you might be capable of.”
Cynder gave a half-smile. “Thanks, Spyro. It seems you always have the right thing to say.”
“Yes, well, while both of you are here,” Eon said, “I will tell you when we leave. We will be leaving in the morning. At 6 A.M..”
Cynder’s eyes widened.
“I won’t even be able to sleep much, then,” she said.
“Eon, couldn’t we choose another time?” Spyro asked. “The last time Cynder was forced to go somewhere, she was really tired, and it didn’t end the way we wanted. We need to allow her to get more sleep. Especially when it comes to something like this.”
“I am sorry, but the Mabu need us,” Eon said. “I wouldn’t be doing this unless it was truly important. I am quite sorry, Cynder, about having you go down into the Underworld that day, especially since you’d just arrived the day before. It is my fault that Whirlwind was injured. She will be coming with us to the Mistlands, as will Slam Bam. I need them to come because they are powerful. And so are you. I am bringing Sunburn and Sonic Boom and Hex, so do not be worried you will not be going with friends, my dear. Even if they didn’t come, you would still have Spyro.” He turned around and said to them, “I must look over the maps for the Mistlands. I suggest the both of you go and get as much rest as you can. We’ll be taking half the Skylanders we have at this moment. They will be vital to us, I am quite sure. All of them and you are quite powerful, so if we go up against Kaos and Deathmatch, we will be prepared.”
Spyro and Cynder made their way out of the treehouse. When they landed, Cynder turned to Spyro. “I’m going to mine and Sonic Boom’s treehouse. I’ll see you in the morning.”
As she left, Spyro smiled and went to the Core to see who he could find there.
When Cynder arrived at the treehouse she and Sonic Boom shared, she found her kissing Sunburn.
Cynder remained silent for a minute, and finally Sonic Boom opened her eyes and saw that Cynder was standing there.
“Oh, Cynder!” exclaimed Sonic Boom. “Uh, yeah. Sorry you had to see that. I guess, it goes to show, don’t kiss someone in full view of others. Well, you now know we have a relationship.” She laughed a little, feeling strange.
“It’s okay,” Cynder assured her, albeit awkwardly. “I just need to sleep. You guys are coming with us tomorrow. If you didn’t know, we’re going to the Mistlands to help the Mabu out there. From what I heard, Kaos will be there, and a Dark Elf named Deathmatch. But our worst problem is waking up tomorrow. We’ll be waking up at 6 A.M..”
“You’re kidding me,” Sunburn said. “Well, then, I’m off. See you later!” He gave Sonic Boom a hug, smiled at Cynder, and then flew off.
“You’re lucky,” Cynder said. “He seems like a good friend to have.”
“I know,” Sonic Boom said.
The both of them got ready for bed, and as Cynder fell asleep, she wondered when she would have the strength to reveal what she was hiding.