One of Many, Book 1, The Hybrid Prophecy

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Featuring Tropical, Acernia, Halo, Flood, Asteroid, Hex, Raindrop and more.
One of ManyThe Hybrid Prophecy Once the mixture is ready The enemy will be steadyA trick no dragon will noticeA trick by killing lotsBeware the Pure-BloodsBeware the hopeDon't follow the crowdDon't follow the ropeBe led by your heartAnd not by your mindOr be hit by a dartWe swear you will findNo dragon will stay aliveIf they divide the tribesBy the moons we knowWith all our talons and tailsHybrids must be kept lowOr Pures will prevail
==Prologue: Amazon==
The sunlight slowly drifted away as a young dragon clawed her was across the cool beach. Sand flew lightly against her as the colours of the sky reflected against the RainWing scales."I can't go back to the others. Not when I abandoned my post," Amazon muttered sadly.She shivered, and thought of all the fruit she could have been drowned in, considering how many hybrids she could of saved, and then sighing, because of all the hybrids that she couldn't saved. Amazon imagined all the hybrids in hiding. Its my fault hybrids are losing this war. I'm Glory's head general for moons sake.She bumped her forehead with her talons and sat grumpily on the sand. No dragon would accept me back into the tribe. As merciful as Glory is, she wouldn't accept me of all dragons. She's trying to protect her daughter. All these NightWings and RainWings have died because of me... Amazon thought bitterly.Amazon lay down and curled her tail around her, to keep the warmth in. Amazon thought of the parents and siblings she had yet to meet, and sighed once more.Suddenly, a cold breeze made Amazon shiver, and she became frightened at the thought of of being caught by an IceWing and taken hostage."Hello there," a friendly, deep voice came.Amazon turned and squealed as she saw a white figure behind her. "Talons and tails, where did you come from?"The IceWing blinked, as if the answer was obvious. "Home. Why are you here?""Exploring? Or thinking would be quite right, actually." Amazon stood up slowly. The IceWing shifted his talons. "Oh. I thought I heard someone." He smiled awkwardly. Amazon examined the IceWing closely. He didn't seem like the type of dragon who would sneak up on others. "So," the IceWing started, "Do you live in the Palace? Because, if you did, that would explain why I've never met you."Amazons eyes widened. "Of course not! I would never disturb her Majesty!""You are unusually pretty for an IceWing." the dragon implied. Amazon blushed, then looked down at her talons. They. Were. White. "Oh- I- can't," she stuttered, bewildered any dragon would think she'd had been a low IceWing. She noticed the dragon next to her had turned and she heard muffled laughs. "Oh, what, you mean creature? What's so funny?" she asked, curious why he was giggling.The IceWing took a talon off her mouth, and managed out a couple words. "You- know-how-I?" he tried to assure, before stiffling a couple more giggles.Amazon flinched jokingly. "Ouch. I can't hear you."The IceWing coughed a little, then put on a serious face. "You know how I called you pretty?" he said, in a purposely deep voice. The RainWing blushed again. She nodded."You, are also.... unusually skinny for and IceWing too." He flopped onto the floor and giggles for ages.Amazon stood, with a offended smile on her face. After a moment she stared at the dragon on the floor, rolling, deep in laughs. "YOU LITTLE."She jumped on him as a squealed with laughter.“Mercy!” The IceWing flailed around, hoping to be let free. The RainWing tackled him into the cold ocean, laughing along with him for a few minutes. Amazon tickled the IceWing, flinching whenever he swatted water at her."Oh come on!" the IceWing laughed, as Amazon splashed a huge wave at him. He was about spray Amazon with water, until he hesitated . "We don't even know each other."Amazon frowned sadly. "And we never should.""Why not? My name's Frost." He held out a talon to her, and she took it.The RainWing paused. "I can't tell you mine."Frost looked at her sad face. “What’s wrong?”Amazon looked hopefully at the sky. Three moons, what should I do? Frost thinks I’m and IceWing... she shook her head sadly. “Amazon.” She whispered.The IceWing clawed his ear. “A wah? Can you say it a bit louder?”Amazon summoned all her strength into her voice and lifted into the air. “Amazon! Ok?” she yelled unhappily. She turned away. “I have to leave. I-...” she trailed off.She lowered herself onto the rocks above the beach, and turned to look at Frost. He was looking at her, absolutely bewildered. “You’re no IceWing.” realization dawned on Frost like a hawk swooping its prey.Amazon smiled sadly. "See? We can't be together. Plus, I would freeze in the Ice Kingdom. To your tribe, it would be... betrayal." Amazon turned. "Plus, I doubt you would love me. I'm only a lazy RainWing, right? No dragon would....." Suddenly Frost was looking at Amazon with hope, being right in front of her. He took her front talons and said fiercely, "I do love you! Even if you are a RainWing! Even if we did just meet! Even if... we have met on battlefield before." Amazon smiled and looked into his eyes. "Okay. I will stay with you, but how will I stay warm?" She shivered as a cool breeze went by. "Lets just say, I have some animus friends." The love of her life said. Little did Amazon know how wrong this would go... 
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==PART ONE: Finally Escaping (Tropical)==
==Chapter 1==
It was a wonder, really, how IceWings could fall for anything. Tropical had the funnest time answering questions the dragonets asked.
"Why's your name Tropical?" one small dragonet asked. 
The 4 year old only snickered back an answer. "Cause' my dad couldn't think of anything else."
"How come your mum never leaves your house?" the prince had asked at school.
Tropical had only laughed bitterly. "Cause' she hates yours."
The princes blinked, and walked away.
"How come you have RainWing frills?"
That time, Tropical flared. "Cause' I'm animus cursed. WOOO!" she said creepily. 
The dragon that asked that ran away from the Ice Kingdom. IceWings shouldn't believe everything they hear...
But still, life wasn't fair for hybrids. Especially a one whose tribe was fighting against her. Tropical was the only hybrid she knew in the Ice Kingdom. But seriously, there wouldn't have been any hybrids in a anti-hybrid environment.
The light seeped through the window as Tropical slunked her way towards the noise. "Coming!" she yawned. She came to the door and opened it to see a very grand looking messenger. 
"Yes?" she croaked, her voice very hoarse. 
The messenger held his snout high. "I would like to talk to you parents," he said slyly.
Tropical nodded. She turned and slunk her way to the living room, as she tripped over Amazon. 
"Mother, there is a messenger." she said as she helped herself up. 
Amazon snorted, "Go tell your father." She mumbled something quietly, which suspicously sounded like, "Camel-faced-sleeping-slob."
Tropical rolled her eyes at her loving mother. "Hipocrite," she joked. 
She passed the fruit bowl, to see a frozen banana. "Mm. I'll have that." Tropical opened it, and took a bite. 
She slithered down further into the icy tunnel until she reached Frost's room. "Father, Messenger." And mother called you a camel-faced-sleeping-slob, she thought.
Frost trudged out of the room, his eyes drooping. He looked at Tropical, then whispered something, and turned to go toward the door. 
Tropical stared at the empty hallway for a good 5 minutes, before putting herself right. She clawed her way across the hallway, to hear her one-minute-asleep-mother turn into a completely-wide-awake-mother. 
"YOU CAN NOT GIVE MY DAUGHTER TO THE ROYALS. NOT EVEN TO THE PALACE. I DO NOT CARE IF SHE MADE IT TO SECOND CIRCLE, FROST!" Tropical heard her mother scream.
Frost was stuttering. "B-But it might be--- good for her p-perhaps?"
Amazon snorted. "Only IceWings care about your dumb wall. You're disgusting. Imagine want your daughter to marry the queen's friend's son." she muttered.
Frost started "I- But- Hon! Please be reason-"
Amazon rose on her back legs and widened her wings. "What did I say?! NOW I REALLY DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOU FOR THE REST OF THE DAY!"
She stormed of, leaving a bewildered messenger, and an angry Frost. "Daft old dragon," he said under his breath.
Tropical listened behind the counter in astonishment as she crept down and held her breath.
"Despite my wife's wishes, tell Lynx's son to meet us at the entrance." Frost whispered to the messenger. 
There was a pause, which Tropical guessed that meant he had nodded, and she heard some scraping, which was the messenger writing down some note on a scrap of paper. 
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