An Animus Secret (fan fic by vanessapurplelee)

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== About the background info of this fan fic ==
SPOILER ALERT
I’ve been starting to craft this fan fic since I listen to the audiobook in 2020. I’ve been interested on both Hailstorm and Scarlet and Pyrite and their wired relationships. I soon started to craft this fan made story after a few more projects. I have never written the stories down before so I mostly forgot about them. But about this story, I never forgot it. I also reconsidered it many times through my brain and each turned out with very different endings: one a very happy half time in Ice half time with Flame Spark, one turning out with bloodshed of the two, one married and had dragonets, and one, which is the version that you will be or is already reading through… the version that turned it’s path. If you want to see the other versions, feel free to comment down below. It will take a long time for me to get the fan fics done due to being a student.
My stories were also filled with colors and images, but I AM NOT A GREAT ARTIST AND MY DRAWING IS SO BAD so I rather write.
What I mean by “part” here actually means “book”,like book 1, book 2 etc. Then whey don’t you just make separate pages for that? Answer:“Because I am too lazy to do that.”
== Part 1: The Lost Animus ==
=== Prologue ===
POV: Wendy
She is there. There, by the point of “war in the middle of the complete icy and snowy and SUPER FREEZING place”. Of course, this is basically her own nightmare. Actually, the whole tribe’s nightmare. Blood, death, shouting, screaming, spears, massacre. She doesn’t even know HOW to fight actually, and her friend is also in the complete middle of the war. “Hey! YOU ARE LITERALLY NO HELP TO THIS THING” said the commander. 
“Why aren’t you fighting?”
“Can’t you see that I am just a dragonet and useless in war? No weapons or armor, not like you high ranking dragon.”
Well, she actually can help, if she dares to. No one in the tribe is worth saving. NO ONE… well except for one. She turned to see her friend. She is the only one to ever live in the tribe to be a worthy one. She was banished due to challenging the five grand challenges at the same time just to prove her power. And, her half sister got the chance to take over her place and to banish her forever from Pantala, which is NOT a great idea. And now? Their “ex queen” is taking care of the enemies while their now queen is escaping with ease! COMPLETELY UNFAIR. She brought all her loyalists and left Flame Spark’s friends or dragons that have any good relationships with her DIE. THIS. COMPLETELY. NOT. A GOOD QUEEN. But I can save her, so that one day she’ll take the throne back, and make sure that this won’t ever, ever, ever happen again. She launched herself towards her friend as she still hesitated. But she knows that surely, her life wasn’t worth anything either. She controlled the winds as they blew away the other ice dragons with immense force, probably damaging their bones. She, as the guards were distracted, pushed Flame Spark into the sea, wishing that she can one day, maybe, finally swim home to Pantala and take care of everything while she’s never going to ever meet har bestie for the rest of her life. Farewell, My Queen. An ice dragon smacked her with the spiky tail, and there she is, dead, but nothing regretful, except the repayment of her act…
=== Chapter 1 ===
POV: Hailstorm
WIP
=== Chapter 2 ===
POV: Hailstorm
WIP
=== Chapter 3 ===
POV:Hailstorm
WIP
=== Epilogue ===
POV: Galaxy 
“Morning, your majesty.”as she choked out those words. She truly hated her, Wendy. “Wha do you wan-na f-or brea-maka-fest.”this is sentence CLEARLY just doesn’t want to come out of her throat. “Mind your manners.”as Wendy said with a menacing sound. “Or I’ll burn you to death and also revive you to make you understand how painful it is to experience that.”surely, that is what she always says, like as if she’s been insane by not even using animus magic. 
“Anyways, if you don’t want to, there is always an option B.”
“Then what is it?”
“Bring me Lightstrike so I can kill her as many times as I’d like. Bring me Flame Spark and Frostflake too, they were my only best friends forever.”
“Their dead.”as she sang.
“No, they aren’t. At least Flame Spark. She’s enchanted herself immortality too.”
“Nah, too hard and risky.”
“Then you are useless and you’ll experience option A. Deal?”
“Fine.”
== Part 2: A Winding Path ==
=== Prologue ===
POV:Wendy
Wendy couldn’t see clearly where she is at. All she could see is black walls, and…and…ghosts? She really didn’t like the thought of seeing ghosts around her. She especially hated it in the dark. But surly, I was killed by the Icewing’s tail spike… right? Then where am I? Why am I here? And what do they want to do with me? Like I don’t have 100000 pounds of gold on me or something.She thought. 
It has been a few more seconds that she remembered the ancient myths:
“Of all, beware of death, as ghosts surrounded you as they take you to the judgement grounds of your life line. No one can escape, will you just wait.”
Now, she could see it. As silver spiky chains popped up out of nowhere as it tangled her. She tried commanding the wind around her, but it didn’t work. She has been pushed to a small room, still with dark walls, and nothingness. 
“You stupid demons!” As she shouted out. “Can’t you see that my friend needs me?”
A moment of silence. “Haven’t you heard that idiom?” A chill voice spoke out of it. “It’s that everything dies and we…” “SHUT UP BECAUSE MY FRIEND IS AN ANIMUS AND I WILL LET HER KILL YOU ALL IF YOU DON’T!” Her mouth snapped shut after this sentence. Wait… I said that? Really? She has NEVER shouted or talked like that before. Maybe, it’s jus because of my strong emotions? No?
“Now you deserve what you deserve of.” As the voice appeared again. “Guards!”
Oops. Now I am really going to get soaked up in lava for the rest of my life. Wait, there was still hope, if she ever dares to do it of course. She slowing slid down her Dreamclaw charm wristbands, as she settled it lightly onto her talons. This was a gift from Flame Spark, the week right before her banishment. 
“Remember, whenever you get in trouble with someone, and I know you do get in trouble a lot, just make a wish out of the Amethyst stone, and everything should be okay.”
“Send her to the lava pool and you shall enjoy the heat forever in dear warmth.”
“No. I won’t.”
“What do you mean? It’s not like…” she went loose and ran a few miles away as she wished crazily at the stone. The ghosts were chasing her, too. Don’t let me done, Amethyst. I wish I could escape this place now, right now, just before they catch me up.
Just when she was almost about to get caught, when they were just a centimeter away, just half a millimeter away, she was gone for good.
“Wait, but this isn’t Pantala, it’s Pyrrhia. Never mind, at least I am safe here.” She could finally smell the fresh air as it flowed freely around her, the smell of freedom.
“Don’t be too happy, I am still here.” She turned her neck around—- a disturbing figure, A Nightwing. But she wasn’t herself anymore, too. Her scales were turned black, she had huge wings instead of small ones, and the creepiest part, her body wasn’t like her Asian Ancestors anymore. She was a Nightwing.
“Oh hello, Wendy. Remember me?” 
== Part 3: A New Start ==
=== Prologue ===
POV:Luma
Luma has been
WIP
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