Two Minds, a Wings of Fire Fanfiction

Written by Nightseeker437 and Cheetah1117=gud
I will be releasing a new chapter once every 1-3 days (But don't count on it, I;m not the most reliable person, but I'll try)
Disclaimer: All rights to Wings of Fire and everything that I used from it goes to Tui T. Sutherland and her team.
=Prologue=
It had been years since the migration of the Pantalans. Pyrrhia had been a prosperous land for all to live free for decades now. Pantala, now a barren wasteland filled with ruins of the burned hives, was abandoned. Well, not completely abandoned. The othermind and all that it had possessed still lived there, unable to go to Pyrrhia because of the now impenetrable wall of defenses the Pyrrhians had made. Ballista-wielding troops pointing their weapons at the vast sky before them, always ready for an incoming attack. Led by the young HiveWing named Cricket, only seven othermind soldiers had ever attempted to cross the wall. Seven tried, seven died. 
Meanwhile on Pantala, a sparkling blue dragon with his eyes rolled back into his head until they were just white beads inside his skull stood ready for the newest strike. The othermind knew how close he was to one of the HiveWings who had escaped. He was sent to Pyrrhia, knowing that she would stop them from firing at him, in the hopes that he could be returned back to himself. The othermind laughed at this. There was no way to bring someone back once they were taken under unless the othermind let them. Of course, he would release the blue dragon the moment he landed on the shores of Pyrrhia, in order to get him closer to the Pyrrhians before he commenced his attack. Without further hesitation Blue jumped off from the cliff face into the sky, flying towards Pyrrhia, and all the dragons he would soon kill.
Chapter 1
Cricket had been devastated when the queens of Pyrrhia announced that they would not, under any circumstances, conduct a rescue mission to Pantala. She had begged and pleaded, but they kept saying it was too perilous but Cricket understood their reasoning. Even one Othermind dragon on Pyrrhia could spread itself to everyone on the continent.
But that was years ago. When Cricket finally came of age, she knew she had to be involved with her old continent, and the best way to do that was to join the Pyrrhian West Border Defence (PWBD), a new military branch that had members from every tribe, banded together to defend Pyrrhia’s west coast from Othermind invaders. She took it upon herself to go up in the ranks so she could have some control over the whole situation. Twenty years later, she was Chief Officer at the defence center. She had hesitantly ordered the killing of seven Pantalan dragons, and hoped to never have to make it more. She still believed that they could somehow find a way to bring the dragons back.
That is why when she was woken up in the middle of the night to reports of a blue SilkWing coming closer to the coast, she couldn’t squash that little smidgen of hope.
It’s not him. It can’t be him.
She couldn’t convince herself. She had to see for sure. And even then, she would not like to believe. Is it a trickster? An imposter? She walked out onto the main walkway on the top of the wall, and took her spyglass, a device that they used to see a lot farther than they usually could, and aimed it at the dragon in the sky. She nearly fell back in surprise. His eyes were poised down at her, piercing into her soul. He was miles away, but could still see her somehow. It didn’t matter. She knew those scales and knew who they belonged to. It was him.
She may have been overjoyed beyond anything, but that didn’t ease the cautionary instincts she had built up for the last twenty years.
“Disarm the ballistae! It’s about time we get some questioning out of one of these dragons! Launch the nets!”
She couldn’t tell anyone who this was, or she could lose her position. She was technically authorized to bring them in for questioning, she just had never gotten the support from her troops to do it. But now, she didn’t care about her troops’ support. All she cared about was seeing his face up close.
So she watched as the nets sailed towards the shimmering blue dragon at lightning speed. She watched as he gracefully twisted around them with no effort. She ordered another net launch. Again, unsuccessful. Finally, on the last one, he seemed to faze out for a second and was caught in the spinning ropes, and without the proper balance he needed to fly, he went down.
And he went down hard, landing on the ground with a resounding thud.
She withheld whatever sorriness she felt for him. The Othermind felt the same pain he did. And whatever injuries he got, they would heal.
“I want this one in the interrogation room!” she yelled out to her soldiers.
She flicked away the years of cobwebs that had built up down here. They had never had a prisoner to interrogate, for most had been killed, so this room had gone virtually unvisited since it was built. She was decked out in full protective armor from head to tail, so only her eyes were visible. Of course, this was to defend against any white-eyed dangers.
That is why she was so surprised to see Blue walk in the room with his regular orange eyes, just as she remembered them.
Category:Literature
Category:Wings of Fire
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