Wings of Fire:Assassin at Dark

PLEASE ENJOY: WINGS OF FIRE:ASSASSIN AT DARK
-Dogw1ng
= The Assassin Prophecy: =
She is the one who could save the day...
The leaf and sky have no dismay...
She could be the one to yell and say...
I'm about to save the day.
= Prologue: =
Falcon, flew towards Pantala, towards the poison jungle. "I need to get there fast. Acacia said it's an emergency." He was meeting up with his LeafWing partner, Acacia. Like him, she had a secret. Falcon was an assassin, who was ordered to kill a LeafWing, but when he got to the poison jungle, he met Acacia. So he ran away from home, and was now being hunted down. "I'm no assassin anymore. I'm a bodyguard. I will protect Acacia 'til my last breath." He flew on and soon reached the poison jungle. And when he went in, he saw the love of his life.
"Acacia!" Falcon yelled. "Hi Falcon!" Said Acacia. "Follow me I want to show you something." Acacia led him to the LeafWing village. He'd only been there once, when Queen Sequia wanted him to explain who he was working for. So not a pleasent memory. He'd always had so many questions, but no one wanted to talk about them. Why do they hide? Why do they hate HiveWings? Why are they almost exstinct?
When they got to Acacia den she sat him down, and took something out of her many pouches. Falcon gasped when he saw what she pulled out. "No way. Did she-" In her talons was a green and red egg. There was a small shape inside of it, that was squerming, around, as if it wanted to hug it's parent. "No not parent. Parents." Falcon smiled. "When do you think it's going to hatch?" He asked. "Any second now." Said Acacia. "I didn't tell you because I wanted it to be a suprise." Falcon grinned. "And what a suprise it is." "Crack!" A small tail went through the red and green shell. Then the egg burst. A small dragonet climbed out. It's scales were like Christmas Morning, and it's face was a bundle of joy. "I got it." Said Falcon. "Let's name her Harpor."
= Part 1:The Treasure|Chapter 1: =
Harpor was a very happy dragon. She loved her colors, her parents, and her life. Most of her body was SkyWing red, like her father, Falcon. Her horns, claws, and spikes, were all LeafWing green, like her mother, Acacia. Her face, on the other talon, was different shades of red and green, but her eyes were hazel colored. Also one of her wings was leaf shaped and green, and the other one was bat like and red. But she always knew her fate and what she was meant to be. An assassin. A cold blooded, stone hard, dragon killing assasin. And she was excited about it.
"I'm going to be an assassin like father!" She told herself every day. "An assassin! I can't beleive it. I'll get to kill the evil dragons, and help the LeafWings!" Her mother had always told her, "Dear, you don't need to be an assassin. It's to violent. You could be a gardener." But Harpor was a good fighter. She didn't even have any special powers. Her mother had leafspeak, and her grandfather had firescales, but she didn't have neither. But one thing she did have, was random visons. They were all the same. Once a day she would have a vison. The same one.
Every day, no matter what she was doing, flying, walking, sitting, even talking, the vision would come on. She would see a crown. It had three spots for jewels. One that was shaped like an emerald, one that was shaped like a ruby, and one... Harpor didn't know. But she wanted to know what it meant. So one day, when she was brave enough she told her parents, "Mother? Father? I'm going to become an assassin." Her parents worriedly agreed and Harpor flew away then asked Queen Sequoia, "Any targets, my queen?"
= Chapter 2: =
The queen thought for a moment. "I do have one great enemy." She said finally. "But I don't think you could take it, Harpor." "I can take anything." Harpor told herself a bit worried. "I've hunted jaguars before! I've pet a black widow! I've gotten bitten by a sundew! I think i can fight a single dragon." "The dragon I want you to kill..." Said Seqouia. "Is Queen Wasp." Harpor gasped. "But... why would you trust me with a job like that?" She asked. "Because you have fire." Said the queen. "Wasp doesn't. Well, a little. But she doesn't know how to avoid it either."
"I guess that's true." Harpor thought about it then finally said, "Alright. I'll do it." "Before you go..." Sequia said. "Come with me." Harpor followed Sequia until they reached a room. In the room was dozens of armor, sheilds, and weapons. "Choose one." Said the queen. "Normally we would give you some armor, but since you're an assassin, our armor would make you stand out." "That's a good point. But which one should I pick?" She searched until she spotted a silver dagger. The sunlight caught it, and it shined back at Harpor.
"Can I have this one?" She asked, pointing at the dagger. Sequia nodded and said, "You'll need these too." She handed Harpor a bag, filled with bottles of HiveWing poison. There were too many to count. Then she gave her another pouch for her dagger. The queen showed her how to put the poison in the dagger. "Thank you my queen. I'm going to go now. Goodbye." Then she flew off into the night. "This is my future. My destiny. I'll kill Queen Wasp and everyone will be proud of me. Queen Wasp, HiveWings, I'm coming."
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