TechieWing Legends: The Free (unofficial)

Author's Notes: This takes place after the Wirebreak and has no connection to the TechieWing Fanfiction, this is about my own TechieWing (and lxTinyxl's) along with my other TechieWings so none of this is stolen, also there will be no editing, grammatical fixes of any sort unless I give the okay, please and thank you. Have a nice time reading! This story takes place in 3020 and beyond, the day of the brightest night and the following weeks. Also if you see anything that needs correction it doesn’t, like when Minnow says ‘Clam it!’ It’s fine I made it that way.
Edit: I might not work on this anymore, as I have a new fanfic of my oc's backstory (An AllWing's Tail). But, I would like this to stay up in case I find motivation towards work on it again!
== Part One, Through the Skies ==
=== Chapter One, Freedom ===
Avatoon was on his way, his powerful wings beating as he sailed the skies. In the distance, he could see land. A tiny speck. Almost there! I wonder what Pyrrhia will hold for my future. Let’s hope there’s gold. Avatoon thought with a grin. The sun shone on his pale peach face, his green eyes gleaming in the morning sun. It lit the dim night with rays of orange and yellow. His muscles ached, and his stomach felt ill from all the countless fish he eat. He would probably never like seafood again. He had been flying for days after Taiga, the animus IceWing prince who created the TechieWings, died. Avatoon had recently fled from Tech Island. He was grateful for the death of Taiga; this meant he could flee the horrible island most of the TechieWings called home. Though he did still feel some sorrow and guilt for him, but that was all behind him now. Dolphins jumped from the ocean, and fish were swimming just under the surface. Their silver and blue bellies flashed as the dolphins struck them from below. Sea water lightly sprayed his belly, and he couldn’t help but smile. At last, he made it to Pyrrhia after his long journey. Avatoon landed on a beach and flopped on the warm sand with relief. He brushed the sand off his scales and scanned the terrain. Sand was seen for miles and miles. I’ve landed in the Kingdom of Sand. Great. At least Possibility is close by, so that means looting! He thought gleefully.
A small clutch of trees was nearby. So he decided he would rest for a night. Day after day, full of sandstorms and heatstrokes. Avatoon had finally made it to Possibility, where he had shape-shifted into a SandWing. He strode through Possibility, his tail swaying and causing dragons to steer away from him, and glared. "Hey, watch where you fling that thing!" Snapped a voice, Avatoon whipped around to find a bronze SkyWing staring at him with steel gray eyes. "I can fling my tail wherever I want," Avatoon snapped back, lifting his barbed tail, which didn’t have any venom in it, so it was pretty much useless. The SkyWing snorted, "You want to have a go with me?" Avatoon flexed his claws, thinking he would have to fight on his first day. He would definitely show this short-tempered SkyWing... "Hey! Clam it!" A young SeaWing with bright yellow freckles and blue scales wearing armor stepped in between Avatoon and the SkyWing. "Ugh, Minnow, let me have at them!" The SkyWing hissed inpatiently. "No Slate!" Minnow snapped back, and she pushed Slate backwards. "Don’t push me!" Slate batted Minnow’s talons away. "Talons and tails," Avatoon muttered as he walked away from the argument. "Hey SandWing!" Called Minnow, "What’s your name?" Avatoon said the first name that popped into his head. "Sphinx." Well, it was actually the second name because Taiga appeared first. "Okay, Sphinx, welcome to Possibility! You should stay for the full moon festival!" Avatoon waved his talon without looking back. "I will!" Avatoon replied, heading towards a shaggy hut called WalkerStar’s Map Shop. Odd name; must be run by a NightWing Avatoon, thought. He walked into the shop, which smelled of scrolls and ink, like the sulfur gas that came from Tech Island’s volcanoes, but worse. He quickly walked in and asked for a map. It was an older NightWing with dappled green scales and gray from old age. The old dragon looked up and smiled. "You're new; what do you need, youngster?" He said  in a ragged voice. "I need a map of possibility, please," Avatoon said politely, trying not to cover his snout from the stench. After he got what he needed (the dragon gave it to him for free), he made his way towards the music of the Full Moon Festival.
=== Chapter Two, The Full Moons Festival ===
..Avatoon strolled along the crowded streets. There was music, fun, and plenty of shopkeepers. Fruit stalls, jewelry, and a few games. They were all smiling and waving at him, and he waved back. The decorations for the Moon Festival were rather stunning, with pink, blue, and gold streamers, bright lanterns, and some gorgeous flowers he had never seen before. Nothing on Tech Island was so beautiful, well, maybe some of the TechieWings but not the parties (which he was never invited to). Music rang through the streets, with dragons strumming guitars and playing gold-painted trumpets with moons and stars on them. This is... stunning. Avatoon glanced up in awe to see a moon. He sighed, leaning on a house as Avatoon watched a comet zoom by. The comet was very close to the world's gravitational field, the colors were not only grey but a mix of greens and oranges, maybe even purples. "Whoa," Many dragons looked up with oohs and ahs with parents or guardians holding them up. The comet, on the other hand, was getting closer and closer. "IT'S GOING TO CRASH!" Avatoon roared. The dragons began to shriek and run. Some were yelling, while others were sobbing. Many of them took flight in a sandstorm, but he only heard single cry above it. A dragon stood in the midst of town. Avatoon raced over and picked him up. The dragonet was an IceWing with green, minty scales, and he appeared to be approximately five years old. He sprinted beside the dragonet, who was clutching him closely. The comet got closer and closer until... blinding brightness, searing pain, and still... he was alive. Avatoon peered open his eyes and looked up to see the dragonet holding his talons up, the comet hovering above his talons. It then flicked its talons and blasted comet back into space. Avatoon stared in shocked but was able to muster out a word. "Thank you.." Avatoon inspected his body, a massive price of wood stabbed through his left hind leg. He began to feel dizzy, and his steps became shaky. "I'm Greenland," The IceWing stated, glancing up at Avatoon, who was feeling nauseated. "Oh, are you okay?" "No.." Due to blood loss, Avatoon became unconscious; he awoke later with Greenland dozing by him and a silk cast over his leg. A RainWing walked into the room, her scales a calm blue. "Oh good, you're awake" She smiled at him “Where am I?” “Oh! You're in the only medical center in town, I am Passion. And you are?” Avatoon stared at her before answering “I’m Sphinx” he finally said. “Who’s your friend?” She said, “Told me his name is Greenland” “Ohhh got it, and Sphinx, I haven’t seen you around here, where do you come from?” He quickly thought of an answer. “I have my little oasis some part of the desert that no one comes to, and I decided to go out into the real world. This is not how I expected it” Avatoon waved his wings at the cast on his leg. She laughed, Passion’s scales turned a soft pink with hits of yellow, and Avatoon chuckled as well, but he didn’t see what was so funny. Passion left the room, her tail disappearing behind the door she came through. "Well, this hasn't gone the way I wanted" Avatoon groaned. 
=== Chapter Three, The First Looting ===
After a few days of boring resting and healing, Avatoon was able to walk again. He was released from the medical center. With Greenland by his side, Avatoon realized he may have to buy or build a house, but having no money to do so he would have to do some looting. Avatoon was not going to be one of those beggars. He was better than that. When Avatoon’s leg cast was removed, he and Greenland left the cave they have found, the cave was quite cozy; because Avatoon could spit fire venom or ‘Death Acid’ he was able to light a fire whenever Greenland wasn’t looking. “Could we maybe stay at the cave? If we can get some money we could buy beds or moss to make beds” Avatoon thought for a few seconds then replied, “Yes, we can stay in the cave but we need some food and I’m not up for hunting in the desert”. Avatoon waved one of his wings at the vast endless dunes. “We could hunt in the forest” Greenland pointed to a very noisy forest just off the edge of Possibility. “Well, do you know how to hunt?” Greenland nodded “Then you can go hunt in the forest, I am going to go get some water from that crystal lake that way” Avatoon pointed in the direction of the lake, little did Greenland know of his other plans… “Got it!” Greenland smiled, taking flight. Avatoon snuck behind a house, shapeshifting into a small SeaWing and slipping through an open door. No one was home so he ran upstairs, and grabbed a bag of gold someone left on the bed, before he could run back downstairs a creak of the door came from downstairs Oh no, they've came back. He put the gold in his neck pouch and scanned for a different exit. He found an open window, as soon as the dragon came upstairs into the bedroom he bolted out through the window, catching a glimpse of the dragon he had just robbed, it was Slate. When he landed Avatoon ran into the desert before hiding behind a dune and shifting back into Sphinx. Avatoon then flew to the lake, getting water like he said he would, and flew back to his cave, a hole was at the back of the cave that is where he decided to put the water. Avatoon hid the gold in the bag. His stomach growled as he went in search of Greenland, he then found Slate in the forest with a knife at Greenland’s throat. 
=== Chapter Four, The Unknowing Animus ===
”Are you doing Slate?” Avatoon demanded “Put down the IceWing” “No! I will not put down the IceWing!” Slate snarled. “Put. Him. Down.” He warned. “Why do you like this IceWing so much?” He sneered. “That IceWing is my friend, now if you don’t put him down I’ll end you right here and now.” Avatoon bared his teeth, Greenland looked like he was going to faint. “Oh really?” In one quick motion, Slate slid the knife across Greenland’s throat, a trickle of blue blood then. BAM! The knife flew from Slate’s talon, the SkyWing was thrown backward. He came slamming into a tree with a huge crack. The tree came tumbling down, while Slate panicked. But he was too late. Avatoon ran over and picked up Greenland. “Did I do that?” He asked in small voice. “Probably” Avatoon answered. "I can't believe you didn't know you’re an animus!" Avatoon exclaimed. "I didn't know I was an animus!" "At least getting food will be easier" "Yeah!" "Okay, so I have something for you to enchant.." When they got back to the cave Avatoon asked Greenland to enchant the small body of water to never run out, "I enchant this body of water to never run out" and a door-like carving Avatoon made to take him and Greenland where ever they liked. "I enchant this carving to become a real door and take me and Avatoon where ever we'd like" "Wait- I didn't tell you my name-" "It's okay! I knew you weren't a SandWing" Greenland smiled at Avatoon, and he smiled back. After that, Avatoon made a promise to Greenland "I'll protect you, no matter what" Greenland hugged Avatoon, something he hadn't expected. "Okay okay, no need to get emotional" Avatoon patted Greenland on the back, drawing little blood due to the sharp IceWing spikes. The next few weeks were a blur, all good times though. Then six weeks after Avatoon left, he had some unexpected guests from home. 
=== Chapter Five, Unexpected Visitors ===
It was a rainy day, pounding winds carrying palm branches and seawater over Possibility. Avatoon and Greenland were hiding out in their cave, the cave’s stalactites protecting them from the harsh weather. Three figures emerged from outside, Avatoon stepped up and blocked Greenland's wing his wings. “Who’s there? Show yourself!” Avatoon snapped, the first figure, was a large female with blue, red, and yellow hearts on her hind legs and tail, she had panels on both sides of her tail tip, and metal wings with jets attached. Red, yellow, and blue scales. The other figure horn’s shaped like a hat covered his head, a jet pack covered his wings that appeared like a cape, and the final figure, a tall short snout dragon with green, grey, and black coloring. “What are you doing here?” He snarled “Who are they?” “It’s Southwest, Subway Surfers, and” He groaned “Nokia.” Nokia hissed at Avatoon, Southwest smacked him hard with her wings. Nokia jumped back, glaring at Southwest and twitching, “Nokia, HEEL” Subway snapped at him “I’m not a dog! Don’t tell me what to do!” Nokia snarled. "Well, your ACTING like one!" Southwest hit Nokia again, this time in the head. A trickle of blood spilled from Nokia's horn, he winced and backed away. "So what do you want" Avatoon glared at the four, why had they come from Tech Island? "We are here to take you back to Tech Island," Southwest said hopefully. "Absolutely not" He turned his back to them, returning to the game he and Greenland had been playing. "I told him. He would say no, he left Tech Island so why would he go back?" Avatoon heard Nokia hiss, then a yelp of pain, which led to the fact that Nokia was hit again. "Well, if Avatoon would like to know after you left the TechieWings had started a war!" Southwest hissed, Avatoon turned back to them "Why would you think I'd care about that stupid island? I don't care about some war! So go shove a ram's horn up your snouts and DEAL WITH IT!" He snarled, casting them a glare. "FINE!" Subway roared, "Leave, NOW" Avatoon hissed. They left, the next morning it was still drizzling, at least it was better than last night. Greenland had stayed back at the cave when Avatoon went into Possibility. As he was walking back after looking around town a shriek rose from the forest "AVATOON! HELP!" It was Greenland. Avatoon rushed to the cave when he found a squad of SandWings pinning Greenland under their talons. 
=== Chapter Six, The Deadly Scorpions ===
“Moons, why does this always happen to me?” Avatoon murmured. "Who are you?" Avatoon snarled, his claws flexing and teeth bared. "Oh us?" said a male SandWing, they had a golden necklace in the shape of a circle and a cross attached to the bottom of it. A hieroglyph that meant immortality. "Yes you,” Avatoon growled with inpatients, “don't see anyone else invading my home" He hissed. The SandWing didn’t pay any attention. "We are the Deadly Scorpions, I'm Charua, that's Yunos," A strong-shouldered SandWing "Noagi'' a fierce female with a jagged sail. "Kinos" a dagger whipping SandWing with scarred wings and talons. "And lastly, Hratie." There were only four SandWings in sight so who was the fifth? A large shadow grew from behind and Avatoon was too slow to retract. A club's slammed the top of Avatoon's head. The last thing Avatoon saw before he was knocked unconscious was the panic-stricken face of Greenland.
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Avatoon groaned, the blinding light making it hard to see. His head ached with pain from the club. “Where am I?” 'Your here' a voice said gleefully And where is here? He shot back 'The Deadly Scorpion's Arena Fights' it said, the happiness in its voice dimming Are you a prisoner?' ... Yes 'Oh, well so am I, I'm VisionReader, you?' Avatoon 'Avatoon? What kind of name is that? What tribe are you from?' Uhhh TechieWing? Well, I'm not a part of that tribe anymore I left them 'Why?' Why do you ask so many questions? Avatoon snapped at VisionReader. Silence. The familiar voice of Charua rang through the cell. "Welcome to another fight brought to you by us, the Deadly Scorpions!" A cheer rose from outside. "Today we have an odd competitor, another tribe! That's right folks, a dragon from a tribe that is hidden!" A gasp then echoed "Presenting, Avatoon of the TechieWings!" Avatoon's cell door opened, the dome was made of sandstone and steel, and a bright light shone from the skylight up above. The wall moved and pushed Avatoon out of the cell, it then recoiled and the door slammed shut. Another gasp rose from the crowd, at the sight of him, he wasn't surprised. "He will be facing... VisionReader of the NightWings!" A deep purple NightWing with lighter purple wings was also pushed out, "And one final competitor, Greenland of the IceWings!" Greenland was thrown out with such force Avatoon could've sworn his arm must've broken. Tears brimmed Greenland’s pale purple eyes. "Claws up and, fight!" Avatoon and Greenland were staring at VisionReader, who was in shock. "I said, FIGHT!" Charua snarled, Avatoon ran over to Greenland, picked him up, looking for an exit. "Claws up, FIGHT!" Charua screamed. The crowd shouted angrily for no dragon was fighting. "NO!" VisionReader roared back. "Fine, then another competitor will be joining you!" Charua yelled with glee, "And last but not least, MurkeryFighter!" A large dark brown NightWing with blood-stained claws entered the arena. Her eyes were bloodshot and had a hungry look. Without waiting for Charua to scream "FIGHT!" MurkeryFighter charged at VisionReader. But VisionReader saw it coming and let out a plume of fire. It scorched MurkeryFighter's face, Avatoon could smell burnt fresh which made him gag. “TEAR OUT THEIR EYES! BREAK THEIR BONES!" Cried the crowd. MurkeryFighter got up again roaring, but now with fury. Avatoon placed Greenland down and charged at MurkeryFighter, he reached up with one large talon and sliced their lower leg. a large stream of blood spurted forth. MurkyFighter gave a thundering screech and grabbed Avatoon with unexpected force. they slammed him to the ground and snapped his leg. He screamed in agony and kicked him in the neck with his healthy leg. VisionReader came charging and attacked MurkeryFighter’s chest. They swung his massive tail, sending them both flying away in a cloud of dust. Avatoon choked once again as blood gushed from VisionReader's left wing. He could see bone. The horrifying scene inspired Avatoon to win the battle; he leaped into the air and landed on MurkeryFighter's back. He wrapped his talons around MurkeryFighter's skull, crushing him under his weight. Avatoon dove at MurkeryFighter's exposed neck, he plunged his talons into their neck and MurkeyFighter gave a muffled cry as blood rushed from the wound, seeping the ground. The life slowly drained out of MurkyFighters eyes. Their body twitched once then went limp. Avatoon had to look away at what he just did. They were dead. "And we have a winner..." Charua muttered, clearly shocked at the sight. A snap echoed through the arena, and all the Deadly Scorpion members dropped dead as their necks were bent at odd angles. The crowd took flight. Like a nest of wasps. They were screaming and after a few minutes, the arena was dead silent. Greenland slowly lowered his talons with a shocked and evil glint in his eyes.
=== Chapter Seven, Eye of the storm. ===
Avatoon, Greenland, and their new friend, VisionReader. Flew back to Possibility (Greenland had used his magic to heal VisionReader) they then told him to never use his magic unless it was an emergency, and not for personal gain or themselves. The rest of the trip was partly smooth sailing. But when halfway through their sunlit journey a storm struck. With nowhere to hide from the storm they continued to fly, winds hurling sand and their eyes stinged. A piercing wail crept through the thunder. They tried to ignore it, but the wail grew louder and closer. Whatever it was, was gaining on them. Avatoon, in the lead, dove for land, hoping the others would follow him. Avatoon turned to see what the wailing was, a tornado half the size of Tech Island was trailing the dragons. He saw VisionReader struggling against it, and so was Greenland. Suddenly then he saw Greenland plucked from the sky and sucked into the storm's wicked winds. "AHHHH!" Greenland screamed it brutally cut off. then VisionReader was sucked in too. Avatoon saw panic in his eyes as he disappeared. Avatoon desperately pushed with all his strength to stay ahead of the storm, beating his wings aggressively. But soon enough it caught hold, swallowing him whole. He was jerked and went around and around until something pushed him and he found himself staring into an eye. A very VERY BIG EYE. "What in the world?" Avatoon stared at the eye in wonder. It was bigger than a dragon and it just stared at him. Creepy he thought. Greenland zoomed past him, tossed like a leaf in the storm. Avatoon reached for him, but Greenland was far to fast to catch and his claws closed on emptiness. The eye followed Greenland, spinning with him. "I guess who or whatever made this took 'Eye of the Storm' to literally..." muttered Avatoon. VisionReader suddenly was plunged into Avatoon knocking him out of the sky. Avatoon smacked into the eye. Which felt slimy and weirdly warm. “Ew, gross.” He said in disgust. Suddenly he realize that he couldn’t flap. His wings were trenched in slime and were way too heavy. Soon he was falling and falling, then fell on VisionReader. Avatoon was knocked unconscious while he felt something thrashed beneath him. the last thing he saw was Greenland staring at the eye. Then he passed out, letting the darkness seep into his head and a peaceful motion swept over him. 
=== Chapter Eight, The Polar Bear ===
Avatoon felt like he was flying, wait no... his wings were covered in slime, so was he was... floating? In reality, Avatoon was falling with VisionReader screaming under him. "AVATOON! AVATOON WAKE UP OR YOU'LL KILL US BOTH!" his eyes fluttered open and Avatoon realized he was falling "AHHHHH!" he flapped his wings in useless effort, doing nothing, This got Greenland's attention, he came swooping by and diving for them. Greenland tried his best to unlatch the two and was successful. With the help of the two dragons, Avatoon managed to awkwardly stay aloft in the sky. the tornado which had held them a second ago evaporated, leaving the floating eye in the center. They flew to the ground, placing Avatoon. They collapsed in a heap. Avatoon groaned. "WHY can't I just go a month without being injured? It's SO ANNOYING." Avatoon said aloud. "Don't ask me! Why are you so accident-prone?" VisionReader pointed a claw accusingly at him. The eye glided down, it stared at them, because of it having no eyelids he guessed there was no other way the eye could look at them. "What do you want?" Greenland shouted angrily. "Greenland, it can't talk it's an eye" Avatoon pointed out, and the eye's iris started glowing. "Of course, I can talk, how else would I make friends? Now I have some new friends!" It said happily "How is it even possible?" VisionReader asked in terror "It doesn't have a mouth!" screeched VisonReader, "My creator," They said, as if it was perfectly obvious. "And whose that?" Avatoon asked "I-I don't remember" The eye considered the question for a moment "Oh well, it doesn't matter anyway, I have new friends to play with!" The winds acted like long arms, picking them up. Avatoon hissed. He was just on ground, couldn’t he just stay like that? The eye curved the winds so it was circling them. It was powerful enough to hold them in. Greenland was staring at the eye again, he looked like an old dragon trying to figure out which grandchild was male or female. "We need to get out of here" VisionReader hissed. "VisionReader's right" stated Avatoon staring at the skies trying to figure out a plan. "Call me Vision" replied Vision. "Okay... Vision's right, we need to escape. whatever is possible" Greenland wasn't even listening, he was too transfixed by the eye. "We need to disable it," Greenland said at last "How?" "I.. don't know, YET but we will get out of this, I'm sure of it" Avatoon said with confidence.
Across the continent, the eye, with a horrible storm following, made its way to the Ice Kingdom, with Avatoon, Vision, and Greenland still in its... hands? Talons? Wind arms? He didn't know how to describe it. Greenland was busy making up a plan on how to escape the eye, Vision was sleeping and Avatoon was counting how many days they had been captives of the eye. Twenty-three days, we've been here TWENTY-THREE DAYS FOR MOONS SAKE! he sighed ,Avatoon guessed he was exhausted too because his eyes dropped heavily. The next time he woke up Avatoon was shivering horns-to-tail, the Great Ice Wall in the distance. A small igloo was where the eye was headed. "Wake up Vision, it's time to escape!" Avatoon shook Vision awake, she opened her eyes and started shivering too. Greenland suddenly grabbed icicles off a passing tree, throwing them at the eye. Whatever was holding them dropped the dragons, cold snow touch Avatoon's talons and he flinched back. Greenland stood up, snarling at the eye, he looked much older than five (or whatever age he is). The (wind hands?) grabbed Greenland, throwing him upward and towards the sea. The air- he guessed -pulled Greenland back, propelling him into the ground. The two rushed over to the IceWing, Vision had a look of shock and worry on her face. A dragon as white as the snow under them bolted out of the igloo, he rushed over to Avatoon, Vision and Greenland. With a flick of this dragon’s tail the eye disappeared in a cloud of mist. “Are they okay?” The dragon asked. “How are we supposed to know?” Avatoon snapped, Vision stepped on his talon. He glared at her. Greenland sat up, shaking out his wings “I’m fine, now, where’s that eye” Greenland snarled. “On the other side of the continent!” The dragon said happily. “Who are you?” “Oh, sorry I forgot to introduce myself, I’m Polarbear”
=== Chapter Nine, The Dragon in the Walkway. ===
Avatoon, Vision, and a surprisingly uninjured Greenland followed Polarbear inside his igloo. Instead of being as small as it looked, it was very large. "Guess that’s the perk of having magic," Avatoon snorted. "Oh, yes, animus magic is very helpful!" Polarbear said it from up ahead, not looking back. "Is it me, or does anyone else get the creeps from this guy?" Vision whispered to them. "Same here, Avatoon?" "Definitely." As they walked into the depths of the igloo, they passed frozen sculptures that were trapped in the ice. One of the sculptures Avatoon noticed had two dragons fighting (ironically, it looked like an IceWing and a NightWing, with the NightWing gruesomely getting its organs ripped out). "Sooo, this guy has some enemies," Avatoon said to Vision, pointing at the ice. She shivered at the sight. More dragon sculptures appeared as they followed Polarbear down the walkway. "Where exactly are you taking us?" Greenland asked. "To my quarters," he said blankly. "Couldn't he just say bedroom?" Vision and Greenland stiffed a laugh. More dragons, more fighting, and more death It made sense, though; the NightWings and IceWings were just in the middle of a war. It also reminded Avatoon of what Southwest said about the war raging through Tech Island. Maybe he would have to go back, but Avatoon was having a good life here, and he couldn't just leave Greenland. Maybe vision and passion could take care of him, but no. He dismissed the thought; there was no way Avatoon was going to leave Greenland. Greenland stopped dead, turning his head in an odd way towards Avatoon and Vision. Instead of looking at them, his light purple eyes landed on the wall right beside them. "Oh no," he hissed. Their heads turned too, looking at what Greenland was talking about. Avatoon let out a small gasp, and Vision stepped back from the wall. There, trapped in the middle of the ice, was the real Polarbear.
"Oh, my moons." Vision glanced at the dragon still walking ahead, unaware they had stopped. "We need to get out of here now," Avatoon said, taking a step back. "If Polarbear is trapped in the ice, then who’s that?" Greenland whispered. The fake polar bear turned around to look at them, their horrified faces giving clues to what they had found out. "What's the matter?" Polarbear asked in a pitying voice. "You seem frozen." He barked a laugh, the ice shuddering around them. His eyes became black, and his neck extended so far that it reached all the way back to them. It smiled an impossible-large smile that seemed too big for its face. "Oh gosh." Greenland swiped a talon at the face, slicing it. Thousands of bugs poured from the cut. "RUN!" Avatoon screamed. They ran towards the exit. The thing had sprouted extra limbs and became an ugly gray. More eyes burst from the snake, and it started to climb the walls with its long limbs skittering after its new victims. "WHAT IN THE LOST CONTINENT IS THAT?" Greenland screeched. "Demon!" Vision yelled, "BEGONE CREATURE OF EVIL! LEAVE OR PERISH!" "WE'RE GOING TO BE THE ONES WHO PERISH IF YOU DON'T SHUT UP!" Avatoon roared at Vision. 'Oh, moons, please help us escape before that thing catches us," he prayed silently. The exit came into view, and so did the creature. "GO!" Avatoon yelled, knocking Greenland and Vision forward. They made it outside. "AVATOON!" Greenland cried as Vision held him back. Avatoon fell forward, his face smashing into the ice. His wing tore on the ragged ice. The ground started to crack, and Avatoon looked up at two of his friends. He smiled and said, "It was nice meeting you guys." Then the ice gave way, revealing a huge abyss. Avatoon was pulled in, and so was the creature, which gave off a thundering screech as it fell into the abyss with Avatoon. He closed his eyes and remembered all of his time with Greenland and Vision. Their adventures and the fun they had They haven’t been together for too long, but to him, it felt like centuries. He took a deep breath, treasuring those moments, and waited for death to greet him.
== Part Two,The War == 
=== Chapter Ten, Avatoon Lives ===
Avatoon!” Greenland shouted, and his heart dropped as they stared at the growing abyss in front of them. It became wider, and Vision had to pull him back. Warm tears rolled down Greenland’s cold snout. His body quivered and felt numb. Then he knelt in front of the gaping hole and sobbed. “He can’t be gone.” Vision placed her head on Greenland’s and hugged him. “He is Greenland; I’m so so sorry.” Greenland stared in silence at the gaping abyss, like cruel jaws waiting for some hopeless dragons to fall into them. His heart had split into two, with one half falling for his best friend, who had just disappeared in front of him. Like a leaf, something that just didn’t matter at all in this dark world. “No,” Greenland said more firmly this time. “Greenland, don’t you dare.” Before Vision could finish, he picked up a shard of ice and whispered loudly. “Enchant this shard of ice to teleport Avatoon of the TechieWings back to us.” Greenland turned and looked at the horizon, hoping. How long had they been in the igloo? Greenland held his breath for a few dreadful breaths. Nothing happened. “What?” He cried, “That should’ve worked!” He exclaimed, then collapsed. “Greenland, don’t waste your soul any more than you have to.” Greenland shrank to the ground more, sobbing. “The best thing we can do is find out if Avatoon’s still alive. she said, putting a talon on his shoulder. He picked up the shard of ice again and said, “Enchant this ice to tell us if Avatoon’s alive, to glow when Avatoon is hurt badly, and to not glow when he’s fine.” The ice immediately started to glow brightly. “At least he’s alive,” Vision said. Greenland didn’t hear what Vision said. Everything around him was quiet, and he could only hear the soft hum of the world. He hoped Avatoon was safe.
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His eyes fluttered open. Avatoon sat up, looking around, and only saw darkness. Am I dead? He looked down at his talons, which were glowing brightly for some reason. “What the? “Before Avatoon could finish, the creature jumped at him from behind. He rolled over, wincing at the pain in his torn wing. He snarled at the thing when it lunged at him again. Avatoon managed to slam it down into the floor, which was stone. It gave a weak cry as Avatoon snapped its neck. He sat back and sighed, his talons dimmed. Making the world around him dark once again. A blue light shone brightly, revealing a large passageway. It twisted and wound around so he couldn’t see the other side. He thought of his situation and decided to follow; it was either staying here and possibly dying of starvation or following the blue lights, which could lead to more dangerous activities. “Guess I’m going there,” Avatoon sighed. After a few hours of walking (or so he supposed, he had no sense of time in the cavern), Avatoon growled to himself. “Who built this hellhole, and how in three moons do I get out?”
=== Chapter Eleven, Talons and Tails ===
Avatoon paced through the cavern, its icy blue walls showing only his reflection. A cry rang through the walls. Avatoon froze mid-pace, his ears pricked up to catch the sound. The cry came again. He stupidly decided to follow it to the source. As soon as Avatoon turned a corner, the cries turned into snarls. A wolf, he thought, golden eyes piercing his scales. It growled, hiding its broken leg. “I’m not a foe,” Avatoon said softly. He knew it couldn’t even understand him. He spoke with soft tones and coos. “Do you know the way out?” He cast his gaze past the wolf, trying to look for anything that could prop up the wolf’s leg. Avatoon looked around, his eyes landing on a stick. “Odd,” he muttered; picking it up, he looked for something to attach it to its leg. “I’ll be right back,” he said to the wolf. Avatoon started walking down the hall that led from the room. The wolf jumped up; despite the broken leg, it jumped onto Avatoon’s back and pulled back on his ear, keeping him from the hall. “OUCH!” He roared. Stepping back from the hall. “What’s in there?” He asked the wolf. It just growled, but all Avatoon knew was that whatever was in there, the wolf didn’t like it.
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Greenland dove after Vision. He landed, soft grass brushing his talons. “I’m going to hunt,” Vision said. “And I’m going to sit here, waiting.” Vision nodded and dove into the forest. With Vision going, Greenland went to a close stream; he grabbed a rock off of the river and stared at it; he wanted to enchant it so badly.. but he had to remember his soul. Greenland flopped onto the ground; he looked up at the moonlit sky. He hoped Avatoon was okay. Greenland had made sure that the shard of ice couldn’t melt; he also wondered if the ice would still glow if Avatoon was dead. He shuttered at the thought. Vision came back with two dead rabbits. Greenland poked at him when Vision was eating hers, “What’s up?” She said to him, “I’m just worried” Greenland sighed, “Oh come on, you’re too young to worry” “But I AM worried!” He yelled. “Just eat,” she sighed. Greenland finished his food, fighting the urge to growl at Vision and take off and back toward the Ice Kingdom, flying into the Abyss and after Avatoon. Instead, Greenland froze the rabbit bones, clenched his talons in a fist, and smashed the frozen bones. He then walked away, hissing to himself. Vision sighed and shook her head “Oh Greenland,”
***
Avatoon carefully stepped into the cavern, the wolf bit him “OW!” He hissed at it. The wolf growled softly and and whined, looking the the hallway again. “What could be out there, besides a dragon, that could scare a wolf?” He wondered aloud. The wolf looked at him strangely. He glared at it. “What?” The wolf whined again, its ears held backwards against its head and tail between its legs. Avatoon groaned with despair. A loud growl emitted from the cavern. The wolf looked at him with a smug look, as if saying I told you that you were going to get murdered if you went in there. Avatoon huffed and ruffled his wings, glaring out into the icey depths of the cavern. He didn't know what monster awaited him, but all he could think about was if Greenland and Vision were safe.
=== Chapter Twevle, Midnight Scum ===
As Avatoon was trotting through the cavern, the wolf (who he had named Bol) was whimpering from his place on Avatoon’s back. He sighed, looking down at his talons. His looked up right in time to smash his face into a wall. Avatoon winced and back up in pain. He turned around and gasped. A dragon was standing in front of him. “Hello?” He asked. “Hi there!” They chirped. “Who are you?” “Uhm, I’m Avatoon”. Avatoon raised an eyebrow. “What brings you to the Treasury of the LostWings?” 
***
Greenland was diving under water, snatching a trout that was oh-so conveniently swimming by. Vision and reading (didn’t know she brought a scroll with her), Greenland gracefully swooshed out of the water and shook himself dry, getting Vision soaked. “Whoops” he grinned “You’re lucky you didn’t ruin my scroll, this is important information!” She flicked one of her talons at the scroll. “What’s so important about it?” He asked “Wouldn’t you like to know” Vision muttered. Greenland jumped to his feet and hopped over to Vision’s side, reading off the scroll “I would in fact like to know” all he got was, Your new assignment with the subject is- then Vision snatched the scroll and swiftly rolled it up. “That is not for dragonet eyes” Greenland thought she ment his eyes specifically, like IceWing eyes. “Sorr-ey Miss-Grumpy Pants, didn’t know that you had ‘important information’ that you couldn’t share with a dragonet like me.” She eyed me cautiously “Good to know you understand” she stood up fast, “I’m going to get something to eat, stay here.” Vision then trotted off into the forest, leaving her scroll with Greenland. 
=== Chapter Thirteen, A Dangerous Game ===
Greenland grabbed the scroll and flicked it open, then started reading. Your new assignment is to see how much of that dragonet’s soul is left, is there’s still more we could use him to win our war that those stupid love-birds started, too bad we don’t have their kid. We’ll just have to use that IceWing you found, the irony! The IceWings defeated by their own prince- Ha! Oh, I’m getting myself… Well, good job to you VisionReader we hope to see you home soon. With the IceWing- Sending hope and prosperity, TravelSeeker. 
Greenland stared done at the last words in horror, rereading the last sentences over and over again. He couldn’t believe it, Vision was going to betray him. “I need to leave” he said. Greenland had no possessions, aside from the ice shard which was safe in his talon, and took off. He beat his wings hard and flew high towards the horizon.
***
”The LostWings? Good joke, you’re sooooo funny” Avatoon let out a sharp laugh. The dragon looked at him quizzing expression, as if questioning their existence and meaning. “You’ve never heard of the LostWings Treasury? How?” “Lady, I don’t even live on this continent” “Ohhhh that’s why you look so different” She waved a talon at dragon bones, all of them resembling the seven tribes on Pyrrhia. “Ooo uh that’s creepy” Avatoon shivered “I just want to know the way out” She looked at me funny “You don’t want our treasure? To learn and steal our animus touched objects?” “No..? Have- have other dragons done that before?” The LostWings nodded “Yes, that is the whole point of coming down here. To steal our treasure.” “Listen Lady, I fell down here. I just want a way out” “Alright, that I can give you, and you don’t even have to fight me for it!” She gave Avatoon a wide toothy grin. He sighed in relief “Can you show me?” “Sure!” The LostWings suddenly slammed her talons down on an ice button that Avatoon was sure that wasn’t there before, and the cavern shook violently. Bol whimpered from Avatoon’s back as shards of ice fell from he celling. When it stopped, a doorway appeared from the rubble. “Safe travels, Avatoon!” “Thanks? How did you know my name?” But she was gone. Werid. Avatoon walked carefully towards his way out, finally seeing the sun again.
***
Greenland was out of breath quickly. He landed on a rocky slope and fell to the ground in exhaustion. He needed to get back to that cave, after he rested of course. "Oh moons above, how far did we come from the Ice Kingdom!" "Hello?" Greenland jolted up, twisting his neck around to stare at a cave entrance that he- somehow- didn't notice before. "Who's there!" He snapped. "Show yourself!"
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