Legends of Time

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Legends of Time, a fanfiction by Moonwatchereclipse, was begun in December 2019 and features Nightshade, a hidden Thiefwing, as the main protagonist. The title refers to how the timeline is set roughly 30 years before the scorching.
== Summary ==
Decades before the scorching, centuries before the events of the Dragonet Prophecy...
Four different tribes existed: Zapwings, Thiefwings, Blazewings, and Lifewings. 
Pyrrhia's dragons are scattered all over the continent, fighting scavengers to survive. But a new enemy is rising to power, beginning to take control... 
Unknown powers, strange prophecies, Pyrrhia is changing. Nightshade and her new friends must save it... before its too late...
== Dedication ==
This book is for David. Thank you for being my friend and showing me Wings of Fire.
== Story ==
== The Dragons of Pyrrhia ==
Zapwings
Appearance: Mostly yellow and rarely white scales. Thin, cable-like tails and thin spikes running down the spine. Piercing white horns and small sharp claws.
Abilities: Vary from dragon to dragon. Have stunning electricity in claws, can summon thunderclouds, can blast a surge of fatal electricity from their tails (exhausting).
Thiefwings
Appearance: Purplish-black scales, horns, and eyes. Scattered silver scales on the underside of their wings that resemble a starry night sky.
Have thin, whip-like tails, retractable claws, and gently curved talons designed for sneaking.
Abilities: Can camouflage and turn almost completely invisible. Some are rumored to be able to perceive others' emotions. Can breathe fire.
Blazewings
Appearance: Red, orange, or brown scales. Usually very strong and large. Nostrils over snout. Brown or red horns.
Abilities: Great fighters and flyers. Blend in well with muddy terrain. Can breathe blazing-hot fire.
Lifewings
Appearance: Nearly extinct. Are known to have white scales and horns, Smooth and black talons.
Abilities: Healing powers. No known natural weapons. Some are rumored to have brought back the dead.
This book takes place 30 years before the scorching, long before the Events of the Dragonet Prophecy.
== The Zapwing Prophecy ==
A Thiefwing is coming out of an egg
That dragons might not see
A Zapwing is coming out of the egg
That will make all dragons flee
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Pyrrhia will change because of the eggs
Altering all that is real
The future will change paths forever
No memory with no way to heal
== Prologue ==
A dragonet was clawing its way out of the egg. This dragonet has no idea what a huge impact it would have on the future. No idea it would be the cause of much chaos and destruction. No idea it had any magic at all.
Crack! The Zapwing was out of the egg.
"Hello. I'm going to call you Stormmaker." Said an older Zapwing, thinking this was just a regular dragonet. "You're going to change the world." She said.
She had no idea.....
== Chapter One ==
Nightshade didn't like hiding underground. She knew how dangerous it was out there, (her mother was always telling her) but the outside world seemed really interesting. She sometimes wished she could study it, but of course, it was too dangerous.
"You're just a dragonet," her mother had said, "You wouldn't last a day out there, what with the strange dragons and terrible scavengers"
Her mother was probably right. They sounded terrifying. But she couldn't help but think that maybe there was another side to them. They couldn't be all bad, could they?
She had caught glimpses of them outside the underground cave, though. There were a few cracks in the walls, and she liked observing them. (When her mother wasn't looking, of course)
She had even seen a Blazewing through a hidden crevice in the wall, although her mother covered it up before she could get a closer look.
It was already nighttime. Outside, it was nearly pitch-black. Nightshade liked dark places; she blended in well, so well that she could walk behind anyone (that being her mother) and nobody would ever know.
Nightshade glanced over her shoulder. Mother was in the center of the cave, curled up in her usual sleeping position. Loud, booming snores resonated throughout the cave. She stood up on her hind legs and climbed onto a small incline on the rock. She squeezed into her usual nighttime spot, horns scraping against hard stone. When had the cave gotten so small? She remembered the days when she was just a newborn. The cave had seemed humongous! Now she could barely fit into her sleeping crevice.
She wasn't about to find a new one, though. She looked at the back of her crevice, where a bunch of stones were piled up. She pushed them aside to reveal a small hole in the wall. She had made it larger over the years until it was almost big enough to allow her through. She loved looking through the hole, watching the stars and the moons.
It was a beautiful night. Two of the moons were full, the third but a sliver. Glittering stars were scattered all across the velvet sky, like tiny jewels in a sea of darkness. Not that she'd ever been to the sea. She even saw a few shooting stars streaking across the night sky. Everything was so beautiful... she just wanted to poke her head out of the crevice.
She did, and -realizing everything was fine- she pushed her wings past the crack and through the crevice to land on dark, smooth stone. A cold gust of wind passed her. The air was so fresh, she observed. She looked up at the moons. How she wished she could fly up to them and stay there forever, never having to worry about scavengers and Zapwings and anything else. She took in a great gulp of air, closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of fresh air under her wings. Being in a vast, open space (without walls!) felt amazing. She perked her ears and- oh my! There was so much sound! There was the whooshing of wind, the chirping of crickets, and frantic scuttling! 
Wait- scuttling?
Whipping her head around, she scoured the ground until her eyes met a tiny pair of bright, green eyes. She shrieked and jumped to her feet. The owner of the eyes did the same, then spun its head in circles. Eyes wide, Nightshade gawped at the scavenger. It was obviously looking for something, but for what? And what was it? As she took a step towards it, she didn't see the puddle looming right beneath her snout. 
"Whoa!" Her feet gave way and she slid onto the back of her tail. She was spinning out of control, and she was soon sliding down a stone slope! Huge thorn bushes grew at the end. Eyes closed, jaw clenched, she spread her wings and flapped and hard as she could. 
I'm not gonna make it I'm not gonna make it I'm not gonna- Suddenly, she felt a great gust of wind lift up her wings. She felt a wave of vertigo, then, freedom. Far beneath her, the thorn bushes were but a distant shape. She was flying.
Wooohooo! Nightshade thought, overjoyed. Moments ago, she had only dreamed of flying. Now...
Unfortunately, her wings were quickly getting tired and she knew she'd have to land somewhere. The hidden cave was nowhere in sight. Instead, her eyes landed on the tiny, green-eyed creature, which was desperately trying to hide inside a crack in the wall too small for her to follow.
"Hey!" Nightshade yelled. She dove as fast as she could towards tiny eyes. "Come back!" She landed behind the small creature. Now that she was closer, she could make out more of its features. It had a tiny bit of fur on its head and it appeared to be standing on its hind legs. "Hmm... its features sound familiar," She thought.
Scavenger! She realized, horrified. It's going to kill me! But the small creature showed no aggression. Instead, the expression on its face looked like a mix of fear and- empathy?
"H...hi" Nightshade whispered, her voice quivering. "M...my name is Nightshade. Can you understand me?" She asked.
The scavenger simply tilted its head at her with curiosity, its bright green eyes gleaming in the moonlight.
"Please d...don't kill me", she said quietly to the scavenger. "I'm just a dragonet".
She thought of the many scavenger-related scrolls her mother had given her. Scavengers would stop at nothing to make dragons' lives miserable. Strangely enough, this scavenger was different from the ones in the scrolls. It was almost... smaller? Was it possible this scavenger wasn't fully grown? She wasn't sure, but this one didn't look like it wanted to kill her.
"Do you want me to carry you?" She asked, extending a talon. What are you doing?! She asked herself furiously. Scavenger! Bad! Helloooo!
The scavenger cautiously put its paws on one of her claws and started climbing up her arm. It felt all weird and tingly as if a huge ant were crawling up her scales.
It reached the top, and for a moment, she feared it would stab her with one of its claws. To her great relief, it just crawled up onto her back and stood there.
She didn't know how it could be so calm. Were she in its position, she would probably be screaming her lungs out.
She spread her wings and flew, searching for the opening to her home. The scavenger made frantic squeaking noises at first, but it eventually calmed down and went quiet again.
"I'm going to call you Calm," Nightshade said. She was so distracted by the scavenger that she was startled when she heard loud wingbeats overhead.
Zapwings! What if they hurt me? She thought, veering down towards a large cave. She zipped inside, placed Calm carefully on the ground, and found some rocks and ferns to quickly hide the entrance.
Peeking through the cracks in the stones, she saw two Zapwings land on a large cliff two tail lengths away and begin arguing in harsh whispers.
"Lifewing sightings... Scavenger attacks... homes destroyed...."
They were discussing something about Zapwings when her talons accidentally pushed a pile of pebbles too much. Her stomach fell. The pebbles tumbled loudly down the hillside, clattering as they fell.
"WHO'S THERE?!" Yelled a large, scary-looking Zapwing in a harsh tone. He was summoning dangerous-looking storm clouds at the same time. The other raised its sharp tail menacingly. Zapwings were known best for their violence.
Noooooo! She thought. They'll kill us!
== Chapter Two ==
Don't panic! She thought.
She had a split second before they found her and she suffered a terrible fate. Cold terror ran through her veins. She had to hide. She imagined that she didn't exist. Cold empty darkness swept through her scales. She was no longer Nightshade the Thiefwing. Now, she was nothing but air.
She was invisible. Well, except for her eyes. She took Calm and dashed to the farthest corner of the cave, Calm safely hidden behind her wings. It must have sensed the danger, because it stayed put and kept quiet.
At the mouth of the cave, the Zapwings were approaching.
"Get out of the cave, you coward!" Yelled the bigger, lighting-cloud-summoning one.
The cave was completely empty. No bushes or boulders that could serve as hiding spots. The smaller Zapwing huffed and looked at her partner. Nightshade's stomach dropped. They knew.
"Show yourself!" Shouted the smaller one furiously. "We know you're there!"
"Filthy Thiefwings" Spat the other. "Come out, or we'll have to find you and kill you ourselves!
Is this the way I die, just because I left the cave? Nightshade wondered. Her beloved mother would be heartbroken when she found out she was gone.
Should I turn myself in? She wondered. Maybe they're nice Zapwings!
But then she remembered the scrolls. Zapwings were anything but merciful. These couldn't be any different.
She waited for the Zapwings to pass the narrow entrance into the cave. The big one stood guard while the smaller one zipped around, checking every corner and crevice.
It was only a moment before she was heading in Nightshade's direction. Nightshade crept to another crevice in the wall, making absolutely no sound while zipping by. The unknowing Zapwing continued her search until the larger one growled.
"Hurry up already"
"I'm trying! Darn Thiefwings and their powers"
The Zapwing's back was turned. Sensing an opportunity, Nightshade grabbed the nearest pebble and threw it at the opposite cave wall.
"Hey!" Both Zapwings yelled in unison.
The smaller one dashed towards the pebble, while the bigger one stubbornly stood by the exit.
Come on! She told herself. What now?
She crept past the smaller one, the tip of her tail brushing one of the Zapwing's tail spikes. A strange presence seeped into her mind, a feeling of pure and utter hatred. She looked at the Zapwing. Had she noticed? Slight relief came. Her back was turned as she scoured the cave for the Thiefwing. Nightshade distanced her invisible self from the searcher, all her focus set on escaping. However, the feeling of hatred still lingered at the back of her mind. It wasn't hers. No, it seemed to have come from someone... else? She shook it off. No time for that. She needed to leave.
She was near escape. A lack of exclamations assured her they were unaware of her presence. Stealthily, she approached the huge, unknowing Zapwing guard. She was sneaking around him, deliberately keeping her long, whip-like tail wrapped around her belly.
We won't have any more accidents. She assured herself. She almost smiled to herself. Freedom was so close. Just a few more steps and-
The guard Zapwing pushed his way into the cave, unintentionally knocking her over with a huge wing. Nightshade hit the ground with a thud, and her camouflage faltered.
"Thiefwing!"
In the blink of an eye, both Zapwings were coming in her direction.
WHAT NOW?!
A quick leftwards glance confirmed the smaller one was charging toward her. Instinctively, she jumped out of the way, and the Zapwing crashed against a cave wall. The larger one blocking the entrance, was looming closer and closer. His tail was raised, and dangerous looking sparks emanated from it. Instinctively, Nightshade whipped out her long tail and -in one fluid motion- wrapped it around his front talons, pulling as hard as she could. Another presence seeped into her consciousness. Frustration and annoyance.
The large Zapwing's feet gave way and he slammed onto the floor, but not before Nightshade had launched herself out of the cave and had disappeared into the night sky.
Yes! She thought. I'm free!
She gleefully flew in circles, still shocked that she had made it out alive. The scavenger in her talons had either fainted or fallen asleep during the action.
I didn't know I was capable of all that. She smiled. Poor defenseless dragonet... Ha! I just took on two adult Zapwings!
Flashes of the confrontation replayed in her mind. How swift, how sly, how smart she'd been! Sure, there had been a few close calls, like the time her tail brushed a tail spike... Her thoughts drifted to the presences she'd sensed in the cave. What were they? She was certain they were not her own. And how come she sensed them the most when her tail had touched them? Wait a moment, she thought to herself, Did I just... read their minds?
== Chapter Three ==
Thunder crackled in the distance as it began to pour. Soaring through the night sky, Nightshade was both awestruck and disturbed. She'd only read of telepaths in scrolls and she'd thought it existed only in fairy tales, next to fairies and elves and talking scavengers. She knew it was impossible.
Then why did it feel so real?
Three wingspans away, lightning struck a tree.
No. She denied. I couldn't possibly be telepathic. I-I didn't even hear their thoughts!
But you felt them. A tiny voice shot back.
She rolled her eyes, adjusting her aching wings so that she drifted down toward the forest.
Stupid inner voice. Mind reading isn't real. You've been reading too many scrolls lately. Yes! That must be it. You're so bored of the cave you've started making things up!
She shook off the absurd "telepathic" notion. It was nothing but her crazy imagination, right? None of that was real. And yet, the tiniest seed of doubt still lingered at the back of her mind.
Crack! More lightning. The storm was getting worse! She needed to find cover. Besides, her wings were screaming and she was nowhere near home. Diving towards the ground, she glimpsed a flash of white beneath the trees.
What was that?! She thought nervously. Maybe another dragon? Please don't let it be another dragon. Maybe you're imagining it?
She reached the ground, her talons giving way to the slippery mud, and -Splat!- performing an extremely graceful crash-landing on the forest floor. Mud coated her belly, her talons, and most of her snout. Yuck. Pulling herself to her feet, she properly scanned her surroundings. The dim, moon-lit silhouette of trees ten times her height towered above her. How strange it was for everything to be so big. Back at the cave, her mother was the biggest thing she knew. Now... Beyond the trees- she couldn't tell. It was too dark. There was something sinister to not knowing what was a few wingspans in front of her. Something could be sneaking in the shadows and you would never know...
Silly Nightshade. You're just being paranoid. she assured herself. There's nothing to be afraid of.
And yet she could not shake the feeling that something was watching her.
Maybe I should leave?  But the storm was too strong now. She would have to wait until morning.
Somewhere in the void, a twig snapped. Nightshade jumped. It was funny how little noises so easily scared her. Any harmless little creature could have made it. There was nothing particularly extraordinary about this place. Then again, if her encounter with Calm and the Zapwings could be classified as ordinary, this world was not the serene place she had hoped for.
Whoosh! This time she could've sworn she saw a blink of white in the forest. What should she do? Well, if it wanted to kill me it would find me anyway. She tried to reason, I might as well find out what it is. Who knows! Maybe it's just a very big rabbit. A very fat, very very VERY big rabbit. She turned to look at her shoulder, where Calm lay fast asleep. She set him down on a soft pile of leaves. Would it be okay? Hopefully, it wouldn't freeze to death. "I'll be back" she whispered, disappearing into the denser part of the woods.
I... Why am I so nervous? This is so crazy I am crazy TALONS AND TAILS WHAT AM I DOING?!
She wove through the tall oaks barely making a sound. Snap! She stopped dead. Someone had snapped a twig  (poor twig) and it was not Nightshade. She perked her ears, straining to hear the faintest sound. Scuffling. She crept in the direction of the noise. She knew she was getting closer. The scuffling was getting louder. Louder. LOUDER.
That's when she came face-to-face with a real live Lifewing.
Nightshade gasped. What should she do? Run? Hide? Tap dance while yodelling the Thiefwing anthem at the top of her voice? Turns out, the Lifewing would decide for her.
His eyes glowed eerily as he waved his arm in arcs and swooshes. Suddenly, Nightshade felt her eyelids drooping. Her brain felt all fuzzy, and all she wanted to do was curl up on the floor and take a nice, long nap. I like naps. She thought. I feel all warm and fuzzy and then I can have a dream where I'm on the moon and- wait... wasn't there something I needed to do? Oh yeah... there's a creepy strange dragon. Stay awake. I mean- STAY AWAKE! No that's not right...
But she couldn't stop herself. She had to admit the Lifewing had done a good job enchanting her. How had he enchanted her? She collapsed on the ground. 
I wonder how my mother is right now? 
Is she worried about me? 
Will I ever see her again?
Everything went black.
To be continued.
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