Somewhere in the multiverse...

A collection of what-ifs that deviate from the canon timeline of Wings of Fire.
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==...The Wings of Sky survived==
Hvitur limped into the cave with the scarlet egg safely tied to his chest.
"About time," Kestrel snapped, but there was an underlying tone of relief in her voice.
==...Ocra didn't challenge Coral==
==...The RainWings were feared==
It started with the assassination of a RainWing heir Princess Jacaranda- from there the weakness of the RainWing tribe was exterminated.
Her Grandmother, Queen Anaconda, was the most powerful Queen, in Python's non-biased opinion. When they waged war on the MudWings and installed Crane on the throne, it was the beginning of a RainWing run continent.
Scorpion was a great ally for the RainWings. Python was sure of it, if all else fails, the gold, copper, and diamond mines beneath the Rainforest Queendom would be an excellent bargaining chip; the RainWing Princess had seen firsttalon how treasure driven the SandWing Queen was.
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Python's reign was almost better than Anaconda's. She was so grateful that her cowardly niece didn't challenge, I guess the message was clear enough when we had her daughter murdered. The Queen thought gleefully.
The seeds of Anaconda's Assassin Training Programme had blossomed into a deadly venus flytrap. Her Prince, or husband, or dragon who helped her produce a suitable heir, saw the vision. An army of invisible spitting cobra's strangling the continent. Controlling the economy and monarchs' from the shadows.
Python was smart enough to not outright overthrow the governments of the rest of the tribes, there would be revolts, nationalistic dragons who were only loyal to their Queens. Better have a powerless puppet that Python could order the rest of them through. 
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Princess Grandeur disliked being a part of Queen Anaconda Memorial Military Training Corporation. Even the name was too long. But she recognised the fact they were at war. 'Queen' Blister dragged the RainWings into the War when she lost her MudWing alliance.
The Princess didn't believe in prophecies, but she prayed to the Moons that The Dragonet's would stop the war. But she didn't understand the need to steal a RainWing egg, if Grandeur was Queen, she would have handed over one of her own to the Prophecy, anything to stop the war.
Somewhere in the world Dragonets were planning the end of the War. 
Somewhere 'Queen' Blister was planning to seize control of the South Mountains between her future Queendom and the Rainforest.
Somewhere in the world dragons were falling because of the acid of the RainWings.
Somewhere in the world her own dragons were becoming living torches before falling out of the sky like butterflies.
Somewhere in the world Princess Granduer planned to be.
Somewhere in the world a little RainWing was filling a role in a prophecy meant for a SkyWing.
==...Starflight had powers==
==...Sunny was an animus==
==...Moonwatcher grew up in the Rainforest==
==...Winter was the son Tundra and Narwhal wanted==
Icicle became the least favourite dragonet when she was two years old. It was a hunt like any other, capture a polar bear for the Queen. Whoever caught the bear would sit directly next to the Queen. Tundra had shot Icicle a look when she said that.
Icicle knew what her mother wanted, she had to be the first one back, to ensure that she would keep her family's honour and rank. This could be huge for her; she knew her parents were silently pushing her to challenge for the throne of the IceWings.
Icicle raised her snout to match her mother's piercing gaze, "It will be me," She said, trying to sound uninterested, "Find a polar bear? Easy." She flicked her tail at her brothers, "I have a much better nose than these two."
"We'll see about that!" Her brother, Hailstorm, said excitedly. With a little too much outward enthusiasm for a royal IceWing to show, in her opinion.
Her other brother, Winter, stayed silent, He must be plotting on how to best hunt. Or maybe he's trying to impress the adults here. She thought, her brother was always quiet, a fact that seemed to greatly please their parents. Maybe I was a bit too eagar. 'IceWings' must be vigilant', her father's voice echoed in her head, 'Trust nobody,' her mother had added.
The five dragonets took off from the palace, Icicle spotted her brother going out towards the sea, Risky move there, brother, Icicle thought gleefully, surely she'd at least be back before him. 
It had only been about five minutes of flying before she even spotted something living, but by then she also heard wingbeats behind her. Icicle ignored them as she finally spotted a bear cub, but the approaching wingbeats scared it off before she could even dive for it.
She turned in a huff to see what was so important or at least why the adult dragons had decided to spectate. Then she saw her brother. Winter had a large bear in his talons, under his arm was a couple scavengers as well. Icicle tried, and probably failed to hide her disappointment.
"Good, that's everybody," Narwhal said, "Lets go back to the palace, Winter has something to deliver to the palace kitchens." There was even a hint of pride in their father's eyes.
Tundra nodded, but Icicle say the glimmer of disappointment in her mother's eyes.
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Icicle sat far from the Queen that night. Winter's bear was expertly prepared in front of Queen Glacier, along with the two scavengers that he had caught. Icicle had seen the Queen offer one of the weird little creatures to her brother, but Winter declined, earning yet another approving look from Narwhal.
Icicle was summoned by Tundra after the feast. She ran through scenario after scenario of what her mother would say and how she'd respond to it, but she wasn't expecting the bluntness of Tundra's words when she came in the door.
"We expected you to be better." Tundra said flatly, "If you're going to be Queen of the IceWings one day you need to be more decisive in your decision-making. Your lapse in judgement could be the single thing that results in us loosing the War of SandWing Succession, or any war, for that matter."
Icicle was expecting much more hurtful words to come out of her mother's mouth, but this stung more than the heat of a NightWings' breath.
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In hindsight, the siblings were too close to the SkyWing Queendom. It was really only a matter of time that they ran into a SkyWing patrol.
Icicle also wasn't expecting the heir to the SkyWing throne to be there as well. Winter bristled as Hailstorm spoke, offering himself for his siblings safe passage back to the Ice Queendom, without mentioning that they were actually related.
"If you think that they are useless?" The heir said, "Why would it matter if we captured them? We'd be doing you a favour."
"That may be so," Winter hissed, "But IceWings are honourable, unlike SkyWings."
Icicle could feel the heat of a soldier's breath on her tail, she growled and snapped her tail closer to her.
Now the heir was mad, she drew herself up to glare at the three dragonets, the rubies set above her eyes glinting menacingly, "You dare?" She growled.
"I do!" Winter hissed, frost curling from his nose, "I'd rather die killing the only heir to the SkyWing throne than fly home safely as a coward."
Winter and Hailstorm were in sync, reading their talons and baring their teeth.
"Icicle," Hailstorm said, finally addressing her directly, "Return to the Queendom and inform Commander Narwhal of the death of the heir to the SkyWing throne, that's an order."
The dragoness hesitated, but a sharp glare from her brothers sent her into the air, "Sir, yes sir!" But before she flew away from her brothers she whipped her tail at the nearest SkyWing and aiming her pent up frostbreath. 
She smiled when she heard a cry of pain from the dragon. "My eyes!" He roared a challenge at the IceWings and Winter and Hailstorm roared in response. Icicle was out of there before any more frostbreath flew.
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Winter returned eight days later, covered in purple blood, a sign that he and several other SkyWings had bleed. In contrast to Icicle only flecks of red blood on her tail indicated that she had fought.
Narwhal and Tundra hadn't even let the young prince clean off before he was whisked away to speak about the matter privately.
There was an emergency ceremony for all the palace residents in seven minutes, he told her after he had spoken to their parents.
Standing in the courtyard near the bottom of the Second Circle. Icicle's mother and father were standing beside the Gift of Order. Winter's name was somewhere above her, though she couldn't see him.
"There are some changing to the rankings that need to be addressed," Narwhal began, straight to the point without any dressing. Punctual and poised, like an IceWing should be Icicle thought. "Eight days ago we received a report of the Heir to the SkyWing Throne, Princess Ruby- first of her name, falling at the talons of one of our soldiers. A deed that would greatly hinder our SkyWing enemies as this would be Scarlet's final heir and if the Queen of the Sky fell, it would lead to a significant weakening to Princess Burn's army.
Though just today I regret to inform you all that this report is false, Ruby was not slain in battle with our soldiers, simply gravely wounded and likely off the battlefield for the time being. Though, from reports from my son Winter, thirteen SkyWings fell for certain in that battle."
Icicle craned her neck to see the wall better, What was the point of this ceremony? She thought to herself.
It became clear just minutes later: "For Winter's valiant attempts to destablise the SkyWing Queendom and killing thirteen IceWings with the help of his now-captured brother, he will be moved to First Place in the Rankings."
All eyes turned to were Winter was standing, how Icicle hadn't noticed him was a mystery. Tundra stabbed her claws into Winter's name and slid his name out of the Rankings and flew to reach the top of the First Circle. Above Queen Glacier's own daughter, Princess Snowfall.
Winter gracefully moved to the front. Icicle laughed internally as Snowfall glared at her brother as she moved back.
"And now, for my daughter, Icicle." Narwhal continued, "She demonstrated an unacceptable amount of cowardliness, fleeing back to the IceWing Queendom without fight, leaving her brothers behind. And for that I demote Icicle to last place in the Fifth Circle.
That was when she knew; the favourite was always Hailstorm, despite the fact the Icicle could be Queen. They'd rather have a guaranteed strong son than a chance for their daughter to be Queen.
And with Hailstorm gone, the new favourite was Winter.
==...Sky was Scarlet's champion==
==...Anemone was never an animus==
==...Qibli accepted Darkstalker's offer==
==...The LeafWings dominated Pantala==
==...Cricket knew==
==...Leafspeak was as valuable as flamesilk and futuresight==
==...Glacier never proclaimed an heir to her throne==
==...The Breath of Evil was actually a plant==
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