Wings of Fire: The New Academy

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==Prologue==
The sky glowered like a thousand suns. 
Barb felt the heat radiate on his talons. Cactus, right next to him, walked gloomily, a long camel-skin bag slung around her neck. 
Barb reflected on their talk the last night. He padded along, not daring to comfort Cactus, knowing her short temper. He remembered how the Scorpion Den's topic flared up in their talk, and how Cactus thought of what she called a brilliant idea. 
He was sure she regretted it now. 
"Are you sure?" Barb asked to Cactus. She looked down, letting the bag slip slightly. "No," she replied, surprisingly quickly. "Our egg may not survive. We don't know their reaction to a random egg." Barb looked up at the sun, not directly, and sighed. 
"I have a plan though," he said, continuing to walk. "You can go home. The egg will hatch, and she'll come out safe." Cactus looked at him for a moment, then tore away. 
"Here, Barb," Cactus said after a few minutes. She stopped, bent her head, and lifted the bag from her neck. Barb held it and put a talon on the egg inside. "Take it safely," she said, looking at him again, straight in the eyes. Barb stopped his talons, then closed his eyes and nodded. "I will." Cactus released the bag and stepped back. Barb grabbed the bag with his jaw tightly and took a final glance at Cactus. She gave a light nod, and he saw a tear trickle. Barb turned, spread his wings, and flew away. His flight would be long. 
 * * * * 
Barb spread his wings, sticking his hind legs out. He landed right outside, and snuck inside the Den. He stayed low, avoiding the temption coconuts which were traps, and ran to the place. Stopping suddenly, Barb looked up to see a rocky cave-shaped home. He snuck into an alley, then set the bag down, taking the egg out. 
Barb dug inside the bag and took a charcoal stick. Keeping his left talon on the egg, he wrote Orphan, please adopt around the egg, then disposed the stick and bag. He took a glance outside, waited, then left the egg right outside the doorway. It shook slightly, and Barb stepped back at the movement. His ear twitched, hearing a sharp female voice from his left, and quickly departed. His wings took him high in the sky swiftly, and he hoped the egg would be safe. 
For the sake of the dragonet living and breathing inside.
== Part one: The First Spark ==
===CHAPTER ONE===
"May-Maybe it isn't time yet," 
She heard the whispers all over the Viper academy, as she tried to survive by nicking death several times by an inch. She heard it as she crawled under the snakes of taunting. She heard it when she stabbed lizards to eat. 
Every time, the voices rang in her head as she stepped it with a dagger.
Krait couldn't handle it at all. She wanted to rip the world, but what could she do, with SandWings barbs twined and poised at her? 
She really couldn't do anything after all. She was just a useless bag of scales. Who could move on with those thoughts in their head? Definitely not her. 
The last day dawned on her like a tug on her wings. 
Krait was woken by a loud male voice shouting over the house. The cold winds sent shivers down her spine from the previous night, and the windows weren't open yet. She peeled her eyes open to find herself lying on the hard, cold stone floor. 
"And get the candle, light it up, and bring it out. Toss a sack to Python as well," said the voice, which was louder than ever. Krait winced, squinting her eyes shut, before she managed to force herself up. The streaks of dawn shimmered faintly off the wood walls from the skylight. 
"You're up," snapped a hurtful voice, belonging to her mother, whose name turned out to be Python. The SandWing flicked her tail with a hard stare of deep black eyes. 
Krait sighed and began to stumble into the kitchen area, which was simply a wall full of different daggers. She picked up 'hers' and headed out. 
To finding herself trying to walk past boxes. 
Krait sighed and dodged away from her father's glare, but he hissed from the side of his mouth and spread a wing to block her way. 
"You're aren't going anywhere today, miss," snapped Scorpion, trudging in front of her. "You will be going to another academy now," 
Krait was in shock. She would be glad to leave, but where? "Jade mountain?" She asked eagerly. 
"No, viper tails," said Python, cooling her voice. She gave a poke on Krait's left shoulder and glanced back at Scorpion. 
"Then where?" She asked, hope fading. 
"You'll see," replied the two SandWings in perfect synch. 
"Queen Thorn has sent two guards to take you there." Scorpion spat, stressing on Queen, closing his wing. He pointed at two SandWings talking happily. "Enjoy your time," Python added, and she's flicked her wing tips into their house. 
"See you soon, viper tails," Scorpions forced himself with 'love' and headed inside. Krait was left stranded in her thoughts. Well, what else should I do than go? She asked herself, pushing a deep thought of hatred.
She stepped over the last box and tried to find strength in her legs. The SandWings began to laugh until one spot her. "Oh, hi! You. must be the dragonet we were sent to pick up,"
The best Krait could muster was a faint exhale and a slight nod. 
"Oh, leave her, Parch," scolded the other SandWing, giving a slight push and staring at Krait. "I'm Tawny, and you must be important to be called by Queen Thorn," 
Important? "I-I doubt," stammered Krait, thinking she should probably get away. Parch gave a push back to Tawny and quickly said, "Well, I don't think so, and we should go," He turned around and spread his wings.
"Coming?" asked Tawny, flicking a friendly curled tail. She gave a smile and ducked her head. "Y-Yes," Krait said softly, also ducking her head and lifting off in a cloud of dust. 
The trio flew or walked together through the whole Scorpion Den, somehow avoiding attention completely. Krait glanced around, noticing many familiar faces from her Academy. They all sent mystery smiles to her. 
"Down here, Krait," Tawny said, spreading her wings and landing softly. Parch gave a wing brush to Krait, making her wince. slightly. "Oh, sorry," Parch giggled. 
"It's fine.." Krait trailed. 
Tawny and Parch exchanged glances, and Tawny shrugged. "Right, we have a little job to do at Queen Thorn's stronghold for a while, so you can explore a bit."
"Yeah, gate duty, sort of," Parch added excitedly. He drifted a sand dune away and quickly left the hot, musty Scorpion den. Tawny nudged Krait, smiling. "OK," Krait sighed, lifting her wings in an upbeat. 
A moment later, the trio was soaring on swift wings. Krait's mood lifted later that day from the ever-so funny Parch and the stern-smiling Tawny. She smiled more at their jokes on anonymous dragons called "Qibli" and "Six-Claws". 
"Here we are!" Tawny yelped over the distance across Krait to Parch. 
"Come down here, this way," Parch guided slowly, dashing forward and descended down to an entrance. A guard was stationed there, bored looking. 
"Oh, thank the moons you're here." He said, sliding down into the dunes. "Come on, hurry up,"
"Not so fast, we need a rest-" Parch began. 
"No no, we'll start immediately, Iguana," Tawny cut him off quickly and picked up his spear. "Good," Iguana sighed. "I need to see to Queen Thorn."
"No you shouldn't!" Tawny outburst. She quickly snapped her snout shut and dwindled her talons. "I mean, she has that meeting with the hybrid, remember?"
"Oh, right." Iguana said, smacking her head. "Thanks." She flew off.
Tawny gazed at her for a few seconds and rolled about her spear. "Well..." She trailed.
"Go lead Krait into a safe tent," Parch suggested, taking his spear. He crossed it over the entrance and poked a dune with it. "I'll stay until you come back," 
"Alright, then," Tawny sighed, flicking her tail toward the sun. "No trouble," she warned. 
Parch gave a toothy smile and stood in attention pose. Tawny sighed before walking inside. Krait jumped and quickly followed. 
"I'll lead you to a guest tent pretty close," Tawny said, singling to Parch to stay. "From there, we'll pick you up again after our shift and we'll escort you to your new academy." Krait gave a slight nod, trudging in the dunes. 
They reached a couple of rooms and Tawny pointed towards a pitched tent, flapping in the breeze next to a pond. "Queen Thorn's meeting room," Tawny whispered and dashed away to another tent. Krait flapped her wings to fly over. 
"In here," Tawny said, grinning. It was a tent, similar to Queen Thorn's, but much, much, smaller. Krait shuffled in and the cool atmosphere filled her. "Is it good?" Tawny asked from outside. "It's perfect," Krait replied, feeling a smile on her face. 
"We'll be back before you know it," Tawny said, poking her snout in, smiling. "Stay safe, Krait," With that, her sweep of wings made it clear of her departure. Krait watched her fly away and curled up. Her tail landed on a small bowl, covered and filled with water. She drank a bit and proceeded to sleep.
She woke up again as it was evening. Her ears pricked from the swoop of wings, and Krait peered out. A bunch of SandWings had just landed and was walking away, chatting. She drooped her wings as she tried to scan the area for Tawny. 
Suddenly, she heard another swoosh of wings. Krait looked up to see...
A SandWing, swooping down to the gate. Krait noticed Tawny still at duty. She continued watching them. 
A glint of shimmering scales. An IceWing. Another SandWing, with a sack. A tinier one next to them. Tawny talking and arch adding. Waving talons. 
Krait watched as the first SandWing parted from the whole group and fled. The rest grumbling went the other way. Krait looked to see Tawny chatting and turning around. She glided to Krait’s tent as she scrambled to get to the back, as Tawny lifted the curtain. 
“Hi, had a great sleep?” Tawny asked, smiling. “Yes,” Krait said apprehensively, walking out. The moons were large, as Krait saw a glint of white and light blue scales.
“Tonight, we’ll fly you to your new academy,” Parch explained. “Iguana will come soon to replace us, so we can leave now,” Tawny nodded and spread her wings. “It’s east and a little north, but not that far. We’ll get there by dawn, in time for your first day,” She added. 
“Come on!” Parch shouted as she launched in the air. Tawny beat her wings to raise. Krait flapped in the sky, as Parch hovered, waiting for her. 
Long hours passed as they three flew, joking. The academy was nearing. 
“Race?” Tawny shouted to Parch. Kraft smiled as Parch yelled back, “To that tall dune! Go!” She had never encountered so much fun with such strangers.
They aren’t strangers. They are guards I can trust. Krait thought as she descended like a diving falcon, spreading her wings. Tawny yelled at her, a cry of joy, and Krait shouted back. Parch was winning, Krait below her, Tawny next to his tail. Parch was smirking, but Krait pushed herself in a effort, and whizzed by the dune before Parch. She halted to turn, and saw Parch with a long face. Tawny was giggling beside him. 
“Really?” Parch complained to Krait, smiling. “You won?”
“Do you not believe your eyes?” Tawny joked, tail flicking and swinging. “She did! You saw her,”
“I don’t believe my eyes,” Parch said crossly, but burst into giggles. Krait sighed, her thoughts of joy filling her head. Scorpion wasn’t in her head, nor as Viper. All she could think of was Tawny, Parch, and the New Academy.
“We’re here!” Tawny called from above. The sun behind the mountains, rising warmed her cold scales, shining straight at her. She inhaled the fresh air, and tipped her head down, watching the Academy. My first day. Academy, here I come.
===CHAPTER TWO===
“Thank you so much,” Krait said, hugging Tawny. “I couldn’t have been here if it were not for you two,” 
“Don’t mention it,” Parch said, spreading his wings. “It’s a really nice job, to say,” 
Tawny smiled at Krait, flicking her tail. “Hey, we gotta go soon, so we can’t stick around. Hope you’ll be fine,” 
“If any problem occurs and you feel uncomfortable, send a letter,” Parch said, putting a talon on her shoulder. “We’ll come over as fast as possible.” Krait nodded, folding her wings. Parch waved as the two guards flew away. Krait sighed, and turned to face the entrance. 
Krait jumped as a dragon appeared out of nowhere. She stepped back, slightly frightened, as the RainWing bounded towards Krait. 
“Hi! I’m Fruit. What’s yours?” He asked enthusiastically. Krait, drooping her wings, decided not to answer. But what could she do? Neglect her first possible friend? 
“Krait,” she said, turning her head to the RainWing. He stopped suddenly, then continued. “That’s nice,” Fruit said excitedly. “Wanna get a tour?” 
“No thanks,” Krait said, avoiding Fruit and dashing for the entrance. She halted after realizing the winding corridors. Two SkyWings were talking, and one noticed her. 
“Hi!” He called, walking towards Krait. “I’m Cloud. Are you lost?” 
Krait slowly nodded, her tail curling. 
“Alright,” Cloud said, taking a scroll out. “Can I know your name?” 
“Krait,” she said again, waiting. Cloud read the scroll thoughtfully, then pointed down the tunnel. “You’re in the Air Winglet. Your dorm is down there, last tunnel, first cave on the left.” Krait nodded, as the other SkyWing came. 
“I’m Mountain. If you need any help, you can find us.” He said, spreading a wing over Cloud. Krait nodded, smiling a little, then went on her way. 
First cave on the... Left? Krait thought as she stopped at the tunnel. She noticed Fruit was there, trying to impress or having fun, and Krait realized he was in her Winglet. There also was a SeaWing, and an IceWing, facing off. Krait hustled in her dorm, and looked at the sleeping spots. 
There was a large pile of reeds, a comfy-looking pile of palm leaves, and a moss bed. Krait immediately collapsed onto the palm leaves, stretching thoroughly. She curled up, relaxing, before a MudWing entered, laughing. 
“Oh,” She said suddenly, stopping. Krait raised her head at the MudWing. “Sorry.” 
“It’s fine,” Krait replied, getting up and flexing her wings. The MudWing stared, before walking towards the reeds. “What your name?” She asked, after lying down. “I’m Birch.” 
“Krait,” she said quickly, folding her wings. “Is this the Air Winglet?” 
“Yeah,” Birch said, sitting up. “It’s awesome. You should meet Wave, the SeaWing. She’s really good at fighting.” Krait tensed slightly, but forced herself to unwind. 
"Erm..." Krait hesitated to say. "Do you have the schedule for classes?" Birch nodded eagerly, then turned to a scroll rack and shuffled through it swiftly. She handed it to Krait, and Krait rolled it open. "Our first class is... Oh brilliant." Birch giggled slightly. Krait huffed slightly. "History." 
She heard patter of talons behind her and whirled to the entrance. 
A NightWing entered quietly. Krait watched him/her slowly, then peeled her eyes away and passed the scroll back to Birch. He gave a low growl, and curled on the moss bed. Krait ducked her head and ran outside...
An IceWing was passing by, and they crashed into each other. Krait rolled backwards, as the IceWing skidded a bit. He looked up, as Krait came back to her talons. 
"Are you fine?" The IceWing asked tentatively. Krait got up slowly. "I'm fine." She said softly, and the IceWing stepped back as Krait went back to the corridor. 
"Are you sure..?" he asked again, his wings twitching slightly. Krait nodded, looking back at him. "Yep. I'm Krait, also." 
"Freeze," he said, smiling lightly. Krait turned back forward and escaped the Air Winglet. 
As she dashed, she saw dragons of all colors. Occasionally, Krait heard talons, but she saw no one. 
Eventually, she looped back to the main entrance. Krait retraced her steps to her Winglet, and saw the SeaWing again. 
Wave, Krait thought, and folded her wings tighter. She carefully walked around Wave, trying to ignore her, then dashed to her cave. When Krait reached, she collapsed (again) and closed her eyes. 
Some minutes later, Krait woke up, finding Birch shaking her violently. "Come on! We're gonna miss class!" Birch sat back as Krait stretched, then yanked her. She nearly fell over, falling, then scrambled up and followed an already running Birch. Birch led the way and they hurried into the History cave. A SeaWing hustled inside, not Wave, but from another Winglet. Krait quickly hurried inside, sitting down a bit farther then she wanted. Birch sat beside her, and she saw an IceWing sweep into the cave. Their teacher, a NightWing was flicking her tail, glancing around. Krait guessed she was unsure, but she didn't know. 
"Everyone here?" the teacher asked, taking a glance at the entrance. "Seems like it, phew." She padded around for a bit, trying not to topple the scroll racks, then sat down on a rock. 
"Hello. I am Faith, your History teacher," she said, her tail hanging from the rock. "Today, we'll learn about the Scorching. Who wants to hand out the maps and scrolls?" 
At least five talons shot up. Krait hesitated, but Birch nudged her, giving Krait a soft smile. She nodded, but didn't raise her talon. Faith surveyed the cave, then asked the SeaWing Krait saw earlier to give the scrolls out. He leapt to his talons excitedly and bounded over to distribute the scrolls. "Open the first scroll from the five." Faith said, not harshly, but not exactly kindly either. Krait flipped the scroll open, and snatched another to take notes. 
"The Scorching is an early period of time, when the dragons took over whole of Pyrrhia from the scavengers, the dominant life at that time. The cause of the Scorching is unknown. We dragons use the Scorching to measure time, such as 5016 AS, which stands for After Scorching." She stopped here, and Krait noticed a RainWing had raised his talon. 
"Yes, Fruit?" Faith asked. Fruit quickly got up and began speaking. "How do you spell 'Dominant'?" He asked. "I always get it wrong. Faith gave an exhale and said, "D-o-m-i-n-a-n-t." Fruit nodded, as if a moon had fallen right next to him. "Oh," he said, slipping back down to sit. Faith muttered something and continued. 
"After the Scorching, at roughly 5000 AS, three scavengers managed to kill Queen Oasis, escape with the treasure and start a war. A NightWing named Morrowseer delivered a prophecy." Faith paused again, her talons quickly flickering over some scrolls. "Krait? Can you distribute these scrolls?" 
The SandWing jumped, glancing around. Krait felt uneasy as she stepped forward, grabbed the scroll and passed it around. The IceWing eyed her mysteriously as she walked around the whole class. 
By the time she was done, Faith had began. "This is a timeline of all the events we will learn in our time together." She said, stiffening her tail slightly. Krait slipped back to Birch, sitting next to her again. She unrolled her scroll, reading through it. 
A loud gong called the end of the class. Krait shuffled to the side as dragons began exiting, slightly faster than she expected. She waited for everyone to pass before exiting herself with Birch, uncomfortable. The two Winglets spilt, walking opposite ways.
"What do we have next?" Krait asked Birch as they walked down a corridor. "Art," The MudWing replied, counting on her talons softly. "This way." She tore down the hallway and Krait followed, not as fast. 
When they reached, Krait spot Wave, raking her claws into a wood carving she presumably made, splinters scattered over her forearms. Krait hurried into a corner of the room with a large canvas. Birch scampered to a wheel with a brick of clay and began to shape something. Krait watched for a moment, then flicked her head back to the canvas. 
Her eyes flicked over the colours in the jars nearby, presumably used by the last dragon in the art cave. She picked a soft light blue, opened it, peered inside and set it back closed. She pondered over what she wanted to paint. 
Birch called Krait from behind her. The SandWing turned around, and spotted the MudWing, lifting a shaped pot. It was a bit uneven, but the patterns Birch had made, little flowers with bees, seemed pretty. 
Krait glanced down at her talons, continuing to ponder. Birch padded over to Krait's side, picking a yellow, light blue and black jars to paint. 
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