The Lost, the Hidden, and the Free

Author(s): Hybrid the AllWing
Summary: Both Pyrrhian and Pantalan tribes are at peace... but what happens when an all-seeing prophet drowns, the same vision that killed her was then seen by a five-year-old NightWing? A new continent with dragons never heard and seen of before? One lost in time, new biomes around each and every corner? This is what Jetstream learns, a small and skinny SeaWing who has about 50 brothers. Jetstream may not know how to handle them, being the 11th brother, and he knows little of what to do next when his best friend starts having visions of an another continent, one lost in time. Will Jetstrem have to leave his home to find this new continent, or risk everything he has if he doesn't?
== Prologue, 5040 AS ==
It was a beautifully odd day, the sun shimmering brightly in the sky as the NightWing dove into the salty sea.  She swam under the waves, hoping that would get the feeling of ants crawling over her scales away.  The NightWing jumped out of the water, heading towards land and realizing how far she had gone.  She was too happy to notice the headache creeping from her spine up to her head, just as she was reaching the shore a vision hit her, causing the NightWing to dive into the sea, her wings failing to keep her up.  Her body hit the ocean, the NightWing was lost in the vision of dragons of different tribes, different from those on Pyrrhia and Pantala.  Who were these dragons?  Why was she having visions of them?  When the vision stopped, it was too late for the NightWing, drowned at the bottom of the sea.  No one would know of what had happened, how she had died, but they did know who she was.  Hearingecth, the famous all-knowing prophet, supposed to have vision as strong as Clearsight!  The second coming of Clearisght was what she was known as.  Couldn’t an all-seeing dragon see her own fate?  Couldn’t she avoid it?  No one would suspect it was her own powers to bring this legend down, know one would ever know of the continent she had seen, lost forever with the dragon that sat dead at the bottom of the sea.  They would never know, until a dragonet with the same powers had that same vision.  The one that killed Hearingecth, the one that a somehow lonely SeaWing prince with fifty brothers would only know of, and his story was just beginning.
== Chapter One, 5045 AS ==
It’s been five years since the tragic accident happened, the death of the famous NightWing prophet, Hearingecth.  Jetstream, a SeaWing prince with fifty brothers sighed, he sat in his lonely little cave near Jade Mountain’s biggest underground lake.  Where are Octovison and Skyliner?  It’s been hours… a sudden burst of laughter interrupted his thoughts.  Skyliner, the Gold Winglet SkyWing, walked into the cave with Octovision, the Gold Winglet’s SandWing hybrid.  Jetstream had always wondered why his name was Octovision, he wasn’t even NightWing.  The Sand-Leaf hybrid was a dead leaf brown with an even darker colored frill and wing webs.  Green speckles dotted his snout, talons, and wings.  “Where have you been?” Jetstream snapped accusingly, his golden talons scraping against the stone.  “We were supposed to meet at the mountain’s tip an hour ago!” “Oh uhh..” Skyliner was thinking of an excuse, his wobbly red and orange scale patterns dancing on his scales.  Skyliner was very large compared to the other SkyWing students.  “We were visiting Altcript in the infirmary, right Skyliner?”  Octovision tried, hitting Skyliner on the shoulder.  “Oh yeah!  We were seeing how good ole Alt was doing”  Altcript was the NightWing in their winglet, who had just injured her arm.  “It’s fine if you don’t want to hang out with me” Jetstream lowered his head and walked out towards the lake, leaving Octovision and Skyliner with heartbroken looks on their faces.  “Why do they always leave me behind?  I’m not slow, I’m not stupid, so do they always leave me behind?”  Jetstream’s clawmates acted like his own brothers, even though he was the eleventh oldest, Jetstream was always left behind, it was rude and frustrating for him. He sighed and thought about asking Clay or Sunny if he could switch Winglets, being in the Gold Winglet sucked for him.  His clawmates always left him behind, the only one he could count on was Altcript, but she had just burned her arm pretty badly.  Alt’s clawmates were Toucan and Gobi, Gobi had accidentally burned Alt when trying to hit a chicken in the Prey Center and she had been in the infirmary ever since.  That was about a week ago, Alt should be fine by now, Jetstream turned himself to walk back towards the mountain, back towards the infirmary.   “JETSTREAM!” Yelled the familiar voice of Gobi, the MudWing-SandWing hybrid (there were a lot of hybrids in the Gold Winglet, JETSTREAM himself looked like a hybrid with his golden scales).  “What Gobi?” Jetstream snapped.  Gobi skidded to a stop, he had just seen the black dragon Gobi was dragging behind. “Alt!” Jet stream shouted happily. Alt smiled, her shiny blue and black scales flashing in the firelight. 
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