Wings of Fire: Awakening the Lost

This is a work in progress. I will be updating it regularly.
== Prologue ==
Three years before the events of Awakening the Lost...
Brinicle paced the icy corridors of the Icewing Palace. How was he supposed to carry out this assassination? He couldn't just kill the last heir to the Icewing throne, just like that, especially when he bowed to the Icewings! If only he didn't bow to anyone, then this would be much easier!
"Three moons, give me strength..." Brinicle whispered, dimming his glow-in-the-dark scales, of which were glowing slightly. He took a little dagger out of his hidden shoulder pouch, and slipped into the shadows, searching for Princess Crystalline. His icy blue wings brushed up against the cold halls, and he shivered softly. Even though he was part Icewing, Brinicle was freezing.
Soon enough, Brinicle found Princess Crystalline, who was wearing a glittering, semi-translucent baby blue gown and silvery tiara. She trudged down a hidden corridor, her gown dragging on the floor behind her. Now's my chance, Brinicle thought, following her, keeping in the shadows. As they descended deeper, the walls got more and more rugged, as if they were never finished carving them. 
Eventually, they came to a large room, where paintings and tapestry of a green and brown dragon were depicted. Around one of the paintings, the dragon had beautiful forest green swirls around its talons, and its eyes glowed the same color as the swirls. One of the tapestries depicted an Icewing on its haunches, and the dragon having green chains around its wrists, wings, and maw, pulling it into a dark abyss. He looked to be fearful, or in pain. Around the Icewing's claws were a shimmering baby blue aura. 
Princess Crystalline examined the art closely, her slender tail flicking every so often. A low growl came from the heir, and she hissed, "So this must be the First Animus erased from our history that those ancient scrolls depicted... Who knew the first Animus was a Mudwing of all things...? Perhaps even having Rainwing or Seawing in his blood. Pah. Filthy hybrid. But it seems he was lost to time to one of our ancient Animus..."
Brinicle couldn't believe what he was hearing. An ancient first Animus. A Mudwing Animus. A HYBRID Animus! This was absolutely absurd! He thought the first Animus was an Icewing! He couldn't believe that was all a lie... He was almost too shocked to even carry out his task. Almost. He crept up behind Crystalline, raising his dagger. He plunged into her silvery neck, blood spurting from her wound, tarnishing her beautiful gown. Brinicle slipped away, still processing what he had just learned.
== Chapter One ==
Cactus closed her eyes, feeling the magic surge through her veins. Her sandy orange scales glistened and glittered with an unnatural glow, translucent reddish-orange tendrils of magic weaving in and out of the spaces between her claws, sending a warm feeling up her spine. She took a small chain bracelet in her paw, and ran its links through her claws, feeling every bit of rust and every little imperfection.
"I, Cactus, enchant this chain link bracelet to protect the soul of whomever wears it from any future animus magic spells cast by said wearer. Make it so if the wearer is not an animus, this enchantment will not work on them," whispered Cactus, running her claws against the chain links that made up the bracelet, the tendrils of pure magic winding around the bracelet slowly, seeping through the holes in the links. Cactus flicked her ears, then added to her enchantment, "Make it so this bracelet becomes a beautiful platinum, and that its shine will never dull."
The bracelet shimmered in the desert sun, the rust falling off its surface, replaced with pure platinum. The chains shined brightly under the sun. Cactus slipped the chain link bracelet over her left paw, the bracelet being surprisingly cold on her scales.
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