WoF: On Trial (Fanfic)

note I have school and other main works of fiction to work on so this will take a extra while
Prologue
Four Years Ago. . .
In the city of Solstice, the moon was the brightest source of light, even though it wasn't full. Scatterings of torchlight flickered all over town, and a little bit on the outposts too. The desert stretched wide and far, made up of almost entirely sand. There was a small oasis nearby but it was nothing special. But it was just big enough to be a spot for dragons and their children to hang out in.
A little group of dragonets was playing in the water, splashing all over the place now. Two of them kept flicking water in each other's eyes and giggling and a couple ones close by started to giggle too. They caught the attention of some adults hanging around, who came over.
"Children, be careful!" said one of them before he stopped and watched. "You don't want to splash the water on the sand."
The dragonets glanced at them and stopped splashing around, though one of them made tiny little flicking motions still, looking around hesitantly. 
"Go play closer to the middle," said another grownup. She smiled and waved them over there, then went back to whatever she was doing.
Caiman the brown SandWing followed the other three as they went a couple of feet closer to the middle. The two sand-colored SandWings went back to what they were doing, while the third one, a dark one, looked up at the moon. He didn't really feel like playing anymore so he looked up at the sky and then down at the water. He thought he saw something wriggling, so he squinted.
There was a small school of tiny black tadpoles swimming in there. Maybe this was why he heard frogs at night. He looked at them and thought they were pretty cool. So cool in fact..
Get big, he thought at them because he was bored.
The tadpoles actually grew really fast into newborn lamb-sized versions of themselves. His eyes widened and he said, "Ha!"
The others didn't take long to look at him and the ones that were flicking water shrieked and held each other. But the one who was looking at the moon just stood there shocked.
"HOW DID YOU DO THAT?" she said loudly.
"I- I just thought at them," he said with a tone of awed hilarity as he looked down at the creatures too.
"THAT'S AMAZING," she said. "I'm gonna tell my mom!"
He could only look at her and nod and look back at the tadpoles and back at her as he watched her leave for a bit. She scrambled up and raced across the sand to another grownup, talking rapidly and eagerly and pointing at him. Her mom looked at him too with the same look of shock but also with a hint of... something knowing? What did this grownup know?? Either way, he looked this way and that between the other dragons and the tadpoles, in a euphoric bliss of not understanding why that just happened. With a trill of excitement, he thought, I could be a hero!
When he looked back at the others again they started to talk.
"Are you a animus???" exclaimed the girl dragon.
"A what???" said Caiman, confused.
"A animus. A magic dragon. A legendary magic dragon," she clarified.
"Um," he said, looking at the tadpoles. "Maybe??"
"OF COURSE HE'S A ANIMUS!" said the boy dragon, doing an excited flip. "We have a animus now!!"
"A animus...," said Caiman, staring at the water in awe.
"You know a bunch of people are probably gonna wanna adopt you now!" said the boy dragon.
Caiman didn't say anything. The thought of "officially" being in a family seemed pretty okay, but right now he tried to focus on what it meant to be magic.
"Can you make some really cool lights or something??" asked the girl dragon.
"Ok!" said Caiman, closing his eyes and willpowering the image of a miniature golden aurora borealis in his mind. But when nothing was happening, he decided to think, Make it show up here above the water.
AND IT DID! The other dragonets made surprised and happy noises and he opened his eyes and mouth to see the light show a foot above the water, shining bright and real- it was even a little warm!
"COOL!!" said the girl dragon.
"Um, don't tell him to do too much, because-" the other dragon went into a hoarse whisper- "he could go crazy."
"Oh I won't," said the girl dragon. "Because-" she mimicked his hoarse voice at Caiman- "you don't want that to happen."
They were some degree of aware of the dragons who were gradually approaching the edge of the pool.
"What do you mean go crazy??" Caiman asked.
"Do you know about the Darkstalker?" asked the boy dragon.
"No," said Caiman.
"HE DOESN'T-" He looked at the girl dragon and back at him. "OK, so the Darkstalker was this really famous animus NightWing who almost destroyed the world. But his girlfriend stopped him. THEN, he showed up a couple hundred years ago again, about to mess up the world. But some students and Dragonets of Destiny stopped him again and he hasn't been seen ever since."
"Why was he gonna destroy the world??" said Caiman.
"Because he kept using his magic over and over and over again, and got evil!" said the other dragon.
"AND there was an Albatross!" said the girl dragon.
"An Albatross?" said Caiman.
"He lived thousands and thousands and thousands of years ago, like Darkstalker!" she said. "He was a really old SeaWing in the royal family, who ALSO used his magic over and over and got CRAZY and KILLED a bunch of people!"
"At a party," said the other dragon. "Just when people least expected it!"
"Dang...," said Caiman quietly.
"Yeah," they said, looking at each other and back again.
A couple of seconds passed.
"He wasn't really an albatross, was he?" asked Caiman.
"Oh no, he's always been a SeaWing," said the girl dragon. "A crazy one."
"Yeah," said the other dragon.
A couple of seconds passed again.
"I'll try not to be crazy," said Caiman. "That sounds really bad."
"Yeah, but don't worry! It'll take a loooong time for that to happen. I can tell," said the girl dragon.
"We hope," said the other one. "Just be careful and stuff."
"OK... and thanks for telling me about animuses," said Caiman.
"No prob!" said the other dragon. The girl one grinned.
He found himself smiling too....
-+-
Later that night, Caiman was sitting in the orphanage looking at the stars. The dragonets from the pool had told enough of the others that he was an animus. Those same dragonets were talking excitedly in the crowd of kids, some of which kept glancing at him. He had made a floating book for one of them, an enchanted bowl for another, and a glowing teal crystal for a third.
Then-
"Caiman," said the overseer dragoness behind him.
He looked up at her. "Yeah?" he said.
"There is a family of nobles who want to see you," she said. "They requested you so please follow me!"
"Wow!" he said, following her over to another room that shone through layers of translucent hanging curtains.
The room had bright pieces of fire encased in glass spheres that were connected to rows of sticks sticking out of the ceiling. The light from them illuminated the wooden table and chairs, where a family of two rich-looking SandWing parents and one tiny baby was sitting. He sat in a chair across from them. 
"Hello, Caiman," said the mom noble, smiling at him through blue-shadowed eyes and a pale face of golden earrings.
"Hello," he said.
"We heard you can do great things with your magic," she said.
"Yes," said the dad, who had a monocle on his left eye.
"We would really like to adopt you and take you to our expensive house. You can play with your foster sister when you get older!" she said.
"And teach you how to do even more cool things," said the dad, beaming.
"And eat the best food and see our cool big library," she said.
"And go to fancy places like in town," said the dad.
Caiman's eyes were wide. His mind was racing excitedly.
"My name is Eagle," said the dad. "And my name is Anaconda," said the mom.
"So, would you like to join us?" asked the mom.
"Yeah!!" he said happily, eyes sparkling.
The overseer looked sincerely at the mom, who looked back very knowingly.
"It's a done deal," said the overseer, shifting away.
"Yay!" said Caiman, following his new family out of the room.
-+-
"What're you gonna name the baby?" Caiman had asked as they were flying on the way home.
"You can decide on a very special day," said the mom.
"Special day??"
"When she says her first word."
"Whoa," Caiman said.
-+-
They arrived at the parents' rich-looking house, in the nicer part of town. Some columns were connected to a staired basal plate on the outside of the front door, winding up to a balcony view somewhere, with the rest of the house being on either side of the columns. The house had fancy glass windows that shone bright and were adorned with elegant metal patterns. On the house's left side was a higher balcony area. On the house's lower right side, some kind of geometric pool was just visible sticking out from behind.
The foster mom smiled at him as they all entered the house.
He got to see the cool sparkling kitchen just visible behind translucent curtains fancier than the ones at ho- the orphanage. And the cool living room with multicolored beanbags and lavish carpets and wall accessories hanging around. And the cool set of stairs that peeked behind a wall, and went into another wall as a hidden passage up to the second floor. He got to see the cool hallways with the lavender-colored light and the cool bedrooms, each one different- the master bedroom was marble-themed, with different shades of black, white, and beige, for the parents. One room was white with a ton of plants and fuschia flowers growing below the turqoise ceiling dome and out to the pool, another was yellow with interesting sets of dark curtains hanging from the walls and over the bed, and a third was blue with a wall layout that seemed more circular than rectangular from the inside.
"Which room do you want to pick?" his new dad asked.
"The yellow one," Caiman said. 
"Good choice," said the dad.
"Do you like it here?" said the mom.
"YEAH!" said Caiman.
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Teen Caiman woke up to the SAME stupid slamming noises as usual. The slamming of the dishes, the slamming of the door, the obnoxious clanking of the garden bucket, as he groggily got out of bed because he knew Anaconda would grill him if he didn't get up as early as she pleased. His face was as tired and fed-up as he felt, and he wasn't ashamed of it. He went to look in the mirror and stood there for more than a few seconds before deciding he had to go quick. 
He went out of his room and down the stairs. Then he went in the kitchen. His eyes briefly followed Anaconda who was still clanking around, giving off a scowl he thought no one could see.
"Ha!" said Flower from behind him.
He looked at her. Flower was a pale SandWing who always had a flower on the left side of her head. Besides her flower, she was known for her bold mischievousness.
"You scowled at her, I'm telling," she said.
"Please don't," said an exhausted Caiman.
"What'll you give me if I don't?" she asked.
"Whatever you want I guess," he said a little guardedly.
"I want a pet peacock," she said. 
"Peacock? Are the eels and giant hamsters not enough for you?" he asked alarmed.
"I need a pet white peacock," she said, "because the eels live in water and the peacock can fly."
Gee whiz, this is one of the biggest things you've offered, he thought.
"All right...," he said. "But make sure you keep it healthy."
"Yeah yeah I will," she said, dismissively.
I don't trust her, he thought.
"All right look," he said, thinking and enchanting an iridescent white peacock into existence. It extended its tails, showing off a luminous display of rainbow, before closing in the tails again.
"I enchant this peacock to follow every command from my sister," he said. As well as every command from me, and let me know whenever the peacock is ordered to do something, anything, under any circumstance.
"Cool," said Flower, giving him a snarky smile.
You know you're stealing my soul, he thought maddeningly.
He went to the fridge and dug into the magic orb in there to get some food, which was pork pieces sizzling in cheese on a plate.
He didn't want to enchant that into existence, because what would happen if people stopped working to get food? They wouldn't know what to do in a crisis! But he HAD NO CHOICE. Or he would get REFERRED TO THE GUARDS. AS USUAL.
"Hello Caiman did you have a good sleep?" asked Anaconda, showing up in front of him.
"Yes," he said, knowing exactly why she asked this. She asked this EVERY DAY, ever since the ONE time she found out he was outside really late at night.
And he couldn't ask if she did because that would be snarky.
She gave him a sickening smile and walked off. He went outside to eat.
"Caiman where are you going?" she asked pointedly.
"To eat outside," he said. "You can look through the window and see me."
"What if I don't want to look out the window?"
"... Fine," he said, going to the table to eat instead.
"You don't want to run away again," she said with annoying guarded sweetness.
"Why would I at this point...," he said.
"We have no idea what you could be planning next after all," she continued. 
"Just say you're busy," he said.
"I'm busy," she said, with SUPER annoying sweetness.
He went to the table to eat. 
Then Eagle showed up with food and ate at the same table.
Chewing really obnoxiously.
Caiman internally seethed.
He ate in silence, looking down at the table, wondering where his confidence went.
I have to do something, he thought. Something not magic to get out of here... but how?
SLAP SLAP SLAP.
He looked up at Eagle and did the same mouth thing before quickly eating again.
He could barely see through the brain fog.
A little while later, he was about to go to school when....
"CAIMAN," said Anaconda.
He turned to look at her and realized the peacock was there and Flower was smirking.
Anaconda got really close to him.
"Do not SCOWL at me," she hissed.
Caiman was really lucky that Eagle wasn't there... but he'd hear about this one way or another.
He wondered if he should lie.
"I wasn't scowling at you," he said carefully. "I was scowling at THE WALL."
"The WALL? HA!" she said. "No, you were DEFINITELY scowling at me."
"Whatever you want to believe," he said. 
"Shame on you," she said scathingly and still in an unhinged manner.
He hated it here.
Flower gave him a dim raised-eyebrow look from afar. But he couldn't look at her and didn't have time to look at her.
"I'll be back from school," he said.
"Good. Teleport a guard to watch over you," she said.
He teleported a guard to watch over him.
"Can't forget that," she said, smiling with annoying sweetness at the guard. "Bye-bye."
He and the guard left as quickly as was appropriately possible.
This would be a disaster by the time he'd get back, but he had it resolved in his mind to stick to his lie anyway.
-+-
He and the guard arrived at school. He went to class and sat alone again. He longingly looked at the other seats where tons of dragonets were talking and laughing.
"Today we're going to be talking about the next town-making era...," the teacher's voice faded away.
-+-
Caiman got back home later that day. Time flew. He and the guard went through the front door.
"Can I have a moment please?" asked Anaconda with exaggerated sweetness. The guard nodded and they went up the stairs.
He saw Eagle sitting at the table again. Eagle looked at Caiman with an unreadable but definitely amused scowl as he slowly shook his head.
Caiman went up to his room and dejectedly closed the door.
He curled up on his bed, looking away from the door. He sat there in a state of limbo for a few minutes, even more exhausted now.
"You know," said Flower suddenly, coming into his room, "there's gonna be a party next month."
"Party next month?" He looked up at her.
"They didn't tell you?" she asked with hilarity.
"No," he said.
"I bet it was because you scowled," she said, sitting down next to him.
"I bet it's because they're insane," he said, sitting up and turning to look at her meaningfully. "When will you get that?"
"Never say never, that's what I always say," she said.
"You're not me," he said.
A moment of silence ensued. Flower went to get some toys and played with them on the carpet nearby. Caiman sat angled so he could see her, tired eyes flicking back and forth between her and the door with some new energy. His head was placed amicably on his crossed arms as he felt some twinge of relief despite the usual insanity.