Timeline A, Scroll 1: Rediscovery

WARNING: do not read this fanfic if you hate Moon or Qibli. They will be very plot-relevant.
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== Prophecy ==
The prophecy is empty. There are no words in it. What could that mean…?
== Tribe Respesentatives ==
*AviWings:
*CrystalWings: Sapphire (by M3)
*MortarWings: Adder-Onyx
*DeathWings: Bright Hope
*DriftWings: Frostdawn
*LightWings: Octal
*TempestWings:
*CentiWings:
== Prologue ==
Winter passed by Moon's cave and quickly dropped a package. "It's been constantly ranting about being for you and Qibli," he mentioned quickly before leaving.
"Delivery to Moonwatcher and Qibli!" it announced.
She looked at Qibli with concern. Should we open this? he thought quickly. Is it a trap? Who would want to trap us—what could it be—
"Okay, let's just open it," she told him.
The box sprang open and a letter fell in front of her. She grabbed it.
To Moonwatcher and Qibli:
Since you two appear to be the figureheads of globalization, I would like to have a meeting. Come to these coordinates in the Sand Kingdom:
52, 33
Please do not bring anyone else. This is meant to be between the three of us.
Sincerely,
The part where the sender would be was filled with strange symbols. They looked at each other. "Well, we have to go, right? What could go wrong…"
== Chapter 01 - Exploration ==
The strange dragon hummed to himself as he fiddled with wires. Did they receive the letter? he wondered again. It's quite lonely here. Suddenly, TWO-MIC blared: WARNING: Mind-reader is currently on the network. "That must be Moon!" He opened the hidden door in the sand, staying in the shadows. I need a dramatic entrance.
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Qibli was scanning the desert for danger. He saw Moon in the corner of his eye. Moon. He cared about her. She was like his sister—but his actual sister was a camel-farting lizard-breath. Suddenly, she startled and jumped back. "Are you okay?" he asked immediately. "You look like you hit a tree."
"Just…I'm hearing this other dragon, and their thoughts feel…buzzy, almost."
He wondered what that meant. Moon knows. She's the one with mind-reading abilities.
Suddenly, he heard a voice coming from a needle in his head. Oh, hi.
He quickly looked around. In a panic, he said, "Moon! Someone's in my head! Is it Darkstalker?" The voice didn't respond.
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"Qibli?" She saw him stop in shock. "I heard that same block in your head! What was that?"
Suddenly, a voice hit her head through another needle: Please stop panicking…
Darkstalker? Is that you? No response.
If you want to talk, you'll have to point it at the needle, they explained. I'm not a mind-reader. I'm not going to poke around in others' heads. This is for communication only.
Then WHO ARE YOU? she demanded.
Who else? I'm the one who sent the letter. Suddenly, a hatch hidden in the sand flew open, followed by a thin smoke signal. Please enter…
Moon and Qibli flew down the hatch into some sort of underground laboratory.
== Chapter 02 - Visitation ==
"Hello!" The voice seemed to come from everywhere in the room. Just how he liked it. Perfect acoustics. "Sorry, TWO-MIC can be a little jarring."
"So was it you who wrote the letter and spoke in our minds? Are you a telepath?" asked Qibli suspiciously.
"Yes to the first two, no to the last one. I'm not a telepath," he replied, stepping into the light.
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Qibli stared at his wings. "You remind me of my grandfather," he remarked. "Just have to show off your treasure. Are you a RainWing?"
The other dragon stared at him. "What treasure—oh, I see. No, this isn't treasure." He angled his wings at them. "These are my scales."
"What kind of dragon are you?" Moon asked wonderingly.
"That's why I invited you over," he explained. "We have some things to talk about. The ten tribes they speak of are not the only ones. I am a member of one of them: the LightWings."
"LightWings?" Qibli asked, laughing. "Is this some joke?"
"Hey, I didn't choose it!" he replied, offended. "Anyway, I think SandWings is just as ridiculous. You're not made of sand."
"Fair enough, I suppose."
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Moon was still wincing, as this "LightWing's" mind—or hive-mind, she thought—was still overwhelming.
"Moon, are you okay?" Octal asked her.
"No, because your mind is kind of everywhere."
"Oh…"
"So, what's the point of this? Just 'there's new tribes, now go find them?'" she asked him.
"Absolutely not!" he replied cheerfully. "I'm going with you."
== Chapter 03 - Examination ==
"What's the first tribe?" Qibli asked him. "This is quite a long list. Nor do I want to meet a tribe called the DeathWings."
"They can breathe out some corrosive vapor (halogens, I think), but that's mostly it. Plus, the RainWings can spit venom that basically guarantees death, so I don't get why you're so scared."
"Because the RainWings, at least, are friendly!"
"Kinkajou is evil," he retorted. "And I know you're going to disagree, but that's what I believe. And anyway, the CrystalWings are much scarier. They have a mist that turns you into a sculpture. Plus, they have a variant called the StoneWings, who have blue-hot fire. Anyway, I think we should visit the DeathWings first."
"Okay…"
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While crossing the short stretch of ocean ("It's the fastest way!" he had protested), Moon's eyes suddenly gained a prophetic sheen.
"What's that!?" he panicked. He tried to veer off to the side.
"It's a prophecy…" Qibli replied. But no words came out, and Moon went back to normal.
He harrumphed. "Didn't sound all that much like a prophecy."
"Moon, what was that? Was there a prophecy?" Qibli asked her.
"Maybe. But…the vision was so strange. There was nothing. Just me staring into a vast empty expanse."
"So the prophecy is empty…" he mused. "That's kind of terrifying."
== Chapter 04 - Revelation ==
They were approaching the edge of CrystalWing territory. "I would assume it is related to the concept of 'we pick our destiny,' but I must admit I do not know how foresight works. Perhaps it is just a work in progress."
"Uh…is that what DeathWings look like?" Qibli asked, pointing at someone.
"No…wait, who is that?" Octal skidded to a stop on the sand.
Moon winced.
"Oh…" Octal seemed disappointed in himself. "This is CrystalWing territory. We came too far east. And they don't look like a CrystalWing, either."
The definitely-not-CrystalWing seemed to be humming something and bobbing his head a little to the beat.
More may be flying in soon…
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