The continent full of war (part one)

Prologue
7 years ago
Apex
“M-morning Piranha…” Apex said, “Wait… Piranha? Where are you?” “I’m over here, but you will never guess what I found!” Piranha said enthusiastically. “What?” Apex asked, looking at his husband’s excited eyes. “I found… this!” Piranha said, showing Apex a NightWing egg. “What? Is that a NightWing egg? Piranha, where did you find this?” Apex asked. “I-it was sorta… at the entrance of our hut this morning?” Piranha explained. “So… we don’t know who’s dragonet this is?” Apex asked. “Uhm… no… but seeing as they just put it at the entrance, I guess it could be our’s.” Piranha said, looking at Apex with wide eyes. “Ugh… there's no saying no to this, is there?” Apex groaned. “Nope!” Piranha shouted. “Well we’re gonna have to name it, any suggestions?” Apex said. “How about… ‘Overkill’?” Piranha suggested. “Huh… sounds cool… let’s do it.” Apex said.
Chapter 1
Present day
Overkill
“Overkill of the NightWings has been charged with murder of 8 SandWings and will be executed today.” Queen Thorn said. “Well, fun fact: IT WASN’T ME!!!” Overkill shouted. “Be quiet.” The guard hissed. “Why should I?!” Overkill yelled. “Shut up or the execution will happen right here, right now.” The guard told him. “Fine.” Overkill hissed. Suddenly he felt something hit his head beyond hard, and he was out.
“Ugh… my head… what was that?” Overkill groaned. “Y’know, a ‘you're welcome’ would be pleasant, just saying,” A dark green LeafWing said with a smile, “Also my name's Poison Oak, just saying before you inevitably ask. If I HAD to guess, You’re name’s Overkill, right? I just guessed that because Queen Thorn said that you killed 8 SandWings, but you said you didn’t, I honestly believe you.” “Well I have no idea what you said… slow down next time?” Overkill groaned, making Poison Oak laugh. “Whoops, I’m told I drone off but I had no idea it was THAT bad!” Poison Oak told him. “I couldn’t guess that YOU of all dragons drone off a lot.” Overkill said. “Ha! You’re just making fun at this point!” Poison Oak teased. “Maybe I am, you’ll never know.” Overkill said with a playful smile. “What am I doing?! I just met him! Every dragon you just met gets nice with you, learns you killed a lot of dragons, and runs away, that's inevitably gonna happen with him.” Overkill thought to himself. “So… you plan on staying here? I just wanted to know so I can remember to catch more food.” Poison Oak asked. “I-I actually have to go do, urm… NightWing stuff.” Overkill said, making Poison Oak look at him in confusion. “Really? Well if you have some ‘NightWing stuff’ why can’t I come? I’m sure NightWings wouldn’t mind having a harmless LeafWing like me around!” Poison Oak said. “Urm… the NightWings are really specific on ‘Only NightWings are allowed, no adorable and harmless LeafWings allowed.’ So, sorry, gotta go.” Overkill said, walking out of the little cave. “Wait did you call me adorable?” Poison Oak said, making Overkill’s face beyond red. “CRAP! I didn’t even realize until he mentioned it! BAD OVERKILL!” Overkill thought, scolding himself. “If so, I think you’re adorable too.” Poison Oak said, making Overkill’s face even more red. “GOTTA GO BYE!” Overkill shouted. “I’m following you!” Poison Oak shouted. A few seconds later Overkill walked right back into the cave. “You never told me we were in the IceWing kingdom.” Overkill hissed. “It never came up in the conversation, so I never told you.” Poison Oak said with a cocky smile on his face. “Ugh, the fire’s doing NOTHING!” Overkill shouted. “Here, this should help.” Poison Oak said, putting a wing over Overkill’s back. “O-oh, uhm, I-I, Th-thanks.” Overkill said, starting to blush. “Anytime!” Poison Oak said. “I-I’m g-gonna head to sleep now, and you really don’t have to keep your wing over me like that.” Overkill said, still a little red. “Well maybe I WANT to, maybe I don’t want you to sleep while you’re cold.” Poison Oak said. “NO! BAD OVERKILL! HE DOESN’T LIKE YOU! HE JUST MET YOU! HE PROBABLY ACTS LIKE THIS TO EVERYONE!” Overkill scolded himself. “Anyway, goodnight!” Poison Oak said. “N-night.” Overkill said.
“Urgh... m-morning…” Overkill groaned. “Oh! Morning! Sleep well?” Poison Oak asked. “Meh... I was warm, so that helped.” Overkill said. “Happy to help!” Poison Oak said. “Hey didn’t you say you had ‘NightWing business’ to get to?” Poison Oak asked. “I-I kind of lied to you to leave, there was no NightWing business.” Overkill said sheepishly. “I guessed, you didn’t take me as a dragon who cares for the rest of his tribe.” Poison Oak said. “WHAT’S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!?” Overkill shouted. “Haha, that got you! I got revenge!” Poison Oak said, bursting out in laughter. “Yea, I guess you did.” Overkill chuckled. “So… whatcha wanna do? I am bored out. Of. My. MIND!” Poison Oak shouted. “I have no idea, but seeing as neither of us are allowed into the Kingdom of The Sand, I guess we could sneak into the Rainforest Kingdom, you cool with that?” Overkill asked. “Ooh! The Rainforest Kingdom? I always wanted to go there, especially with a friend! Let’s go!” Poison Oak said enthusiastically. “Ok, but, we need to be super careful going through the Kingdom Of The Sand, ok, we need to make sure no one sees us, a dark green LeafWing and a light purple NightWing that apparently killed 8 SandWings kind of look suspicious together huh?” Overkill said. “Fair…” Poison Oak mumbled. “HEY! Who are you two?!” A random IceWing yelled. “What?! Who’s there?! Identify yourself!” Overkill yelled back. “You two first.” The IceWing hissed. “Fine, I’m Overkill of the NightWings, and I’m honestly surprised you don’t know who I am after the whole ‘oh no! Overkill killed 8 SandWings!’ Like, if you didn’t hear all of that, the SandWings didn’t tell anyone.” Overkill said. “Well who’s your LeafWing ‘friend’?” The IceWing asked. “Oh, I’m Poison Oak, and I don’t matter much, I haven’t attacked anyone, let alone KILL someone.” Poison Oak said. “Well I guess I’ll introduce myself, I’m Freezer-Burn, and you two are leaving now, right?” Freezer-Burn asked. “Yes, we are.” Overkill said. “You wanna come with us? We could use some more company!” Poison Oak asked. “Oh, sure, if you and your ‘friend’ don’t mind.” Freezer-Burn said with a little smirk. “Well I’m fine with it.” Overkill said. “Well let's go!” Poison Oak said.
While they were flying, they constantly had to stop because Freezer-Burn was uncomfortable flying through the desert. “Again?! We know you’re an IceWing and all, but 10 times?!” Overkill shouted. “It’s not my fault IceWings hate the heat of a desert! I overheard you complaining about being cold yesterday so that’s exactly how I feel here!” Freezer-Burn yelled back. “Guys! Both of you stop shouting!” Poison Oak shouted. “HEY! That’s him! The LeafWing that helped free the prisoner!” A SandWing guard suddenly said. “Huh?! Oh no!” Poison Oak said. “So… what do we do here exactly?” Freezer-Burn said. “I guess surrender…” Overkill whispered. 
Chapter 2
Freezer-Burn
“Nice one Overkill!” Freezer-Burn hissed. “It’s not my fault the SandWings found the only light purple NightWing!” Overkill hissed. “Ugh… why didn’t I just stay in the palace?! It would’ve been better there!” Freezer-Burn hissed. “Wait, your mothers are Queen Sub-Zero and Queen Lilac?” Overkill asked. “Well… no… they’re my aunts, Prince Essex and Prince Shard are my fathers.” Freezer-Burn said. “Either way, we have to find a way to get out of here. Father’s going to kill me if he knows I got thrown into prison for helping a random NightWing I don’t know!” Freezer-Burn yelled. “Oh, that’s what you're in for? I was just about to ask!” An oddly dark pale yellow SandWing said. “And you are?” Freezer-Burn said, raising an eyebrow. “Oh, name’s Pit Viper the SandWing SkyWing NightWing IceWing hybrid! You can call me either Pit or Viper for short!” Pit said. “Nice… but I don’t think we’ll be talking to you much.” Freezer-Burn said. “Ugh, do you really think he’s cute?! C’mon Freeze! He’s just a weirdly pale SandWing… or… part SandWing… either way, he’s not cute, just… innocent… and a little attractive, that’s all.” Freezer-Burn scolded herself. “Anyway, I overheard that the NightWing killed 8 SandWings, what was that all about?” Pit asked. “Pit! You shouldn’t be talking to the prisoners! You know that!” Another voice shouted. “Sorry Voyd! Uhm, I gotta go, see you three later!” Pit said, running off. “See? He’s probably never coming back, don’t get your hopes up!” Freezer-Burn hissed. “What was that Freeze? Your cheeks were so blue that entire time!” Overkill said. “Wait what?! They were?! Ugh, that’s besides the point, we need to find a way to escape.” Freeze hissed. “You sure you wanna leave your ‘friend’?” Overkill said. “Ugh, you are an idiot.” Freeze said. “Hey! I’m back!” Pit said. “Oh! H-hi!” Freeze said, praying she wasn’t blushing. “So back to what I was asking, why’d you kill those SandWings.” Pit asked. “Well they attacked me first. I was just going on a fly, looking for something one of my fathers needed me to get, and I was attacked, killed 8 of the guards, and now I’m here.” Overkill said. “Huh… but why are you two here?” Pit asked. “Well I’m here because I helped a NightWing criminal that I didn’t know was a criminal…” Freeze said. “I’m here because I didn’t want Overkill to die!” Poison Oak said. “Sounds kinda dumb of a thing to be imprisoned for… maybe I could help you guys out!” Pit suggested. “No, you won’t.” Another SandWing hissed. “Oh hey Dusk!” Pit said. “Ugh… you always get too friendly with the prisoners!” She said, twining her tail around Pit’s. “It’s not my fault I’m a nice dragon!” Pit yelled. “You're too nice to certain criminals.” Dusk hissed, glaring at the three of them. “Well maybe I like talking to new prisoners!” Pit said. “Ugh, I can tell.” Dusk groaned, walking away. “So who was she?” Poison Oak asked. “Oh, she’s Dusk, my girlfriend.” Pit said. With that response, it almost felt like Freeze’s heart broke a little. “S-see Freeze? He already has a girlfriend… he’s never going to like you…” Freeze thought to herself. “Anyway, I’m gonna go try and convince my sister to help me free you.” Pit said quietly. “Okay…” Overkill said.
Chapter 3
2 days later
Pit Viper
“Pit… are you INSANE?! They’re prisoners! What would mother and father think?!” Voyd hissed. “Well… uhm… I guess… maybe they’d ask what they did and see if they deserve to escape?” Pit said. “Ugh… I hate that that’s what father would say…” Voyd groaned. “So… you’ll help me free them?” Pit asked. “You know we’ll be considered outlaws and we won’t have anywhere to stay? Mother and father will probably never let us stay with them, right?” Voyd asked. “Uhm… yes…” Pit said. “Then yes, I’ll help you, we can not let anyone, not even Dusk, know about this. I know Dusk is your girlfriend and all, but she can not know.” Voyd hissed. “Thank you!” Pit said, wrapping his wings around Voyd’s. “Ahem!” Another voice said. “Wha-! R-Recluse!? Why are you here?!” Voyd said. “I was just checking in on you two, but I overheard all of your little scheme and… I want in!” Recluse said.   Brown Recluse was a good friend of Voyd and Pit, and Dusk’s sister, and her parents were really close with Voyd and Pit’s. “Wait really!?” Voyd said. “Yes… but if we get caught, I will personally make it my mission to kill the two of you.” Recluse hissed.
The next day, Pit, Recluse, and Voyd were about to execute their plan. The plan was simple: Voyd would distract the other guards, Recluse would make sure Dusk wasn’t with Pit, and Pit would free the three of them. “Okay… time for the plan to get into action.” Recluse said. “Alright… Voyd, tell them a prisoner escaped or something, Recluse, make sure Dusk gets nowhere near the prison cells, and I have the easiest and hardest part at the same time.” Pit said. “Will Dusk want to break up with me after this? Probably… but it’s worth it to help those three dragons out.” Pit said. As Pit walked into the prison cells, he overheard a lot of clamoring, but mostly his sister’s voice saying ‘I swear I saw one of the prisoners over here!’. The plan was going as planned. “What’s going on?! Why are you helping us out with no further warning?” Freeze asked. “Because I want to do the right thing, now c’mon!” Pit said. As the four of them ran, Pit hoped the other two would make it to the rondevu they chose, Pit and Voyd’s parents house. “Oh hey, why are you back so soon?” Father asked. “Uhm… well… I kinda sorta… helped… three… prisoners out?” Pit said. “Well… I guess your mother was right about that.” Father said. “Wait what???” Pit said. “Huh? What was I right about this time?” Mother asked. “Our son and daughter decided to help these three out.” Father said, pointing to Poison Oak, Overkill, and Freeze. “Wait… Overkill?!” Mother said. “Huh? You know who I am?” Overkill said. “We are really close friends with your fathers, your fathers are Apex and Piranha, right?” Mother asked. “Yea… why ask?” Overkill said. “Y’know, me and Mirage once went on a super long journey to overthrow Queen Sub-Zero’s tyrannical sister, Ex-Queen Sleet.” Mother said. “Huh… gonna have to ask them about that… what's your name again?” Overkill asked. “Oh, I’m Plagueseer, but you can just call me Plague.” Mother said with a large smile. “Tell Piranha and Apex I said I miss them.” Mother said. “Can do.” Overkill said with a smile. “Oh also, Overkill, don’t be afraid to tell him how you feel.” Mother said. “Plague! Stay out of random dragon's heads! You know how Sub felt about that when Piranha told her!” Father said. “I didn’t even have to peer into his head to tell, I’m just an observant dragon.” Mother said. “We're here!” Recluse yelled, “Oh hi miss and mister Pit and Voyd’s parents.” “Hello Brown Recluse, I take it you were a part of their little plan?” Mother asked. “Uhm… if I say yes will you tell my mother and father?” Recluse asked. “Haha! I could see that this was going to happen, if I wanted to tell your parents, I would have already.” Mother said. “Anyway, we have to go, it won’t be long until my sister tells all the guards about us helping them.” Recluse said, “Also Pit, I take it your single now?” “I assume she won’t want to be dating a fugitive, so yep.” Pit said.
Chapter 4
2 hours later
Poison Oak
“Father! I’m home!” Overkill shouted. “Welcome back, you didn’t tell us you had friends over!” A dark purple SeaWing said, but upon closer inspection, Oak could tell that it wasn’t just a SeaWing, this one had oddly large wings, and starry dots all over his wings, he had to be a SeaWing NightWing, possibly SeaWing NightWing SkyWing. “Well uhm… there not friends necessarily… I met three of them getting out of prison, and I met him after saving me from getting killed by Queen Thorn, and I met her when she almost scared the living daylights out of me.” Overkill said. “Wait what!? You were put in prison?! And you were almost killed by SandWings?! D-did you see a pale yellow one?” The SeaWing asked. “Who, Mirage? No he wasn’t there, but I met his son and daughter, Pit Viper and Voydmaker.” Overkill said. “Wait, you saw Mirage?!” The SeaWing shouted. “Huh? Who saw Mirage?” Another dragon, obviously SkyWing, asked. “Overkill said he was almost killed by Queen Thorn, imprisoned, and broke out.” The SeaWing said. “Oh cool, first time kid?” The SkyWing asked. “APEX!” The SeaWing shouted. “Cool it Piranha! I was just asking!” Apex said. “Anyway, I thought I knew who you two were.” Piranha said to Pit and Voyd. “Yeah, our parents talked about you two all the time, they wanted to say they miss you.” Voyd said. “Really? Plague and Mirage talk about us?” Piranha asked. “All. The. Time. They also say they were good friends with Queen Sub-Zero and Queen Lilac?” Voyd said. “Oh yea! Fun fact, Sub once had a crush on me! No joke!” Piranha said. “And here I was thinking you wouldn’t tell anyone that.” An extremely regal voice said. “Sub?!” Piranha and Apex shouted. “Hey! I’m here too!” Another, much less regal voice said. “Lilac! Why are you two both here?!” Piranha asked, wrapping his wings around them both. “Well we overheard by Queen Thorn that our niece was found helping a NightWing and a LeafWing out, so we decided to visit the prison, saw her escaping, followed her, got distracted talking with Plague and Mirage after not seeing them for 7 years, and now we’re here.” Sub said. “AHEM! Are you forgetting us?!” Another voice said. “FATHER!” Freeze said, wapping her wings around two other dragons. “Haha! Hey Freeze.” Shard said. “So you want to explain why you helped those two out?” Essex asked. “Well… I had no idea either of them were fugitives…” Freeze said. “Hey don’t feel so bad about that, me and Essex once got imprisoned for going on patrol with that one, I guess Apex’s just bad luck huh? His friends get imprisoned, and now his son?” Shard said. “HEY! I’m only fifty percent sure I’m bad luck!” Apex shouted. “No one is bad luck! Anyway, why did all of you come here?” Piranha asked. “Well me and Lilac were on a little mission to make the relationship between the RainWings and IceWings a little stronger, considering a lot of RainWings haven’t taken to well to Lilac being queen of a tribe she isn’t part of, so we came here to sort some of those problems out.” Sub said. “I think they're just jealous that such a beautiful dragon such as myself got to be queen of a tribe I don’t even belong to.” Lilac said with a chuckle. “Anyway, I guess you should talk it out with all of those RainWings.” Apex said. “Yes we shall, and it was a pleasure seeing you two after so long. I'm happy we were able to see you, also, never feel scared to swing by the palace, my guards are sure to welcome you in.” Sub said, wrapping wings around Apex and Piranha. “I agree, and I might consider flying there, see you later.” Piranha said. “Anyway, I take it you six are leaving now?” Apex asked. “I guess so… be seeing you.” Overkill said, wrapping his wings around Apex and Piranha. “Wherever you’re going, please, PLEASE, don’t die.” Piranha said. “Haha! I won’t, don’t worry!” Overkill said.
Chapter 5
A few hours later
Voydmaker
“Finally, some time to get some sleep! I haven’t slept in what feels like DAYS!” Voyd thought. “Hey Voyd, mind if I stay here for now? The other five are boring so I wanted to stay with you…” Recluse asked. “Oh sure, you didn’t really even have to ask, but I’m probably not gonna be much more entertaining, I’ll just be reading.” Voyd said. “Meh, still better than them.” Recluse said with a smile. “Ugh… I’ve had feelings for her for almost 3 months at this point! But I can’t just up and say ‘Recluse I love you’ just like those stupid romance scrolls I used to read, she might not even feel the same.” Voyd thought to herself. “So… whatcha wanna talk about?” Recluse asked. “I don’t know… I’m bored out of my mind, so… anything really.” Voyd said. “Ok, why did your brother choose DUSK out of any of the possible SandWings, he chose her?!” Recluse said. “That’s exactly what I thought! Like ‘why choose some dull yellow SandWing over any other SandWing’ especially dragons with great personalities like you.” Voyd said. “I mean, she told HIM! He probably didn’t think he had much of a choice.” Recluse said. “Like there were other choices, you, Armadillo, even Cacti, but he chose her because she was… what? The cutest? I honestly think you're a lot cuter.” Voyd said. “Wait, you do?” Recluse said. “I-I-Uhm… yes?” Voyd responded nervously. “Haha! You're not too bad yourself, just don’t be such a scroll-worm all the time and maybe someone will finally like you!” Recluse said, playfully swatting the back of Voyd’s head with one of her wings. “Who knew I’d be getting relationship advice from you of all dragons! You are the last dragon I’d expect to get relationship advice from!” Voyd said. “Meh, expect the unexpected. But if you only expect the unexpected, you won’t expect the expected.” Recluse said. “Ungh, my head hurts now.”  Voyd groaned. “Haha! I was just telling you ‘expect the expected and the unexpected’ it’s not the most confusing concept.” Recluse said. “Well… fair enough.” Voyd said. “Anyway, whatcha reading?” Recluse asked. “Just something about the 10 tribes, how Pantala Pyrrhia travel is becoming more and more common, and how Pantalan Pyrrhian hybrids are shockingly common now.” Voyd said. “Isn’t Queen Lilac mostly Pantalan tribes?” Recluse asked. “If I remember correctly, she’s a SilkWing LeafWing RainWing hybrid, but that's just me trying to remember.” Voyd said. After that statement there was a few seconds of awkward silence. “C’MON VOYD! Just tell her! The worst she can say is she doesn’t like me back, and it’ll be over like that!” Voyd thought. “Uhm… R-Recluse?” Voyd said quietly. “Sup?” Recluse responded. “I-I… I think I have feelings for you.” Voyd mumbled. “C’mon, speak up! You know I can’t hear you when you mumble!” Recluse said. “I-I...I… have… f-feelings… for…” Voyd said, a little louder. “Wh-who?” Recluse asked. “Ihavefeelingsforyou!” Voyd said extremely quickly. “Kid, I can barely understand you! Slow down and say it a little louder next time, capiche?” Recluse said. “Y-yea… got it… Recluse? I… I sorta kinda maybe have feelings for you a little bit.” Voyd said. “Wait you do?!” Recluse shouted. “Y-yes… b-but I d-didn’t know if you’d feel the same and I don’t know how awkward this’ll turn out to be for us, a-and I just made everything awkward, didn’t I? I-I’ll just leave now.” Voyd said. “No, Voyd, stay… it’s just, this is sudden, like, how long have you had a crush on me for?” Recluse asked. “If I had to be honest, about 3 months at this point.” Voyd said. “Really? Well… being honest, I think I have a crush on you too, but considering all the times I tried to tell you, you ended up dating someone else, I never got the time to tell you.” Recluse said. “Wait really?!” Voyd shouted. “Don’t shout, but yes…” Recluse said nervously. “Well… uhm… should we… tell Pit?” Voyd asked. “Nah… let’s just see if that idiot can take a few clues…” Recluse said with a smile. “You think he’ll ever guess?” Voyd asked with a chuckle. “Unless we tell him, no, never.” Recluse responded. “You're most likely right.” Voyd said. Suddenly a crimson colored dragon crashed into the ground, but the dragon didn’t seem Pyrrhian, it only had two legs and two wings. “What is that?” Recluse asked. “Who or… what… are you two?!” The dragon growled, baring fangs. “I’m a SandWing and she's from a lot of different tribes that I don’t feel like saying.” Recluse said, wrapping her tail around Voyd’s protectively. “What’s a… SandWing? Neither of you look Dragonian…” He said, fangs still barred. “Well you don’t look Pantalan or Pyrrhian… what are you?” Recluse hissed. “How do you not know?! I’m an InfernoWing!” He hissed. “A… what???” Recluse and Voyd both asked. “You two seriously aren’t from Dragonia, are you?” He hissed. “From where?” Recluse asked. “Oh my moons I really did make it to the Forgotten Kingdoms huh?” He asked himself. “No way… a third continent?!” Voyd shouted. “I thought Pyrrha and Pantala were the only two continents…” Recluse whispered. “Anyway, we got off on the wrong talon huh? I’m Heatstroke… well… Prince Heatstroke.” He said with a smile as he offered his wing. “Well I’m Brown Recluse, but just call me Recluse, and that’s my friend, Voydmaker, just call her Voyd though.” Recuse said, shaking his wing. “So what tribes are on your continent?” Voyd asked excitedly. “Well you got us, the InfernoWings, the ArachnaWings, the CavernWings, the MagmaWings, the LightWings, the DriftWings, the SlitherWings, and the CrystalWings.” Heatstroke said. “Wow! I have got to visit soon!” Voyd said with a lot of excitement. “Well… uhm… the 8 tribes are sort of… warring… I don’t think that they’ll much appreciate meeting new dragons…” Heatstroke said, rubbing his wings on the back of his head. “A war?! Like the SandWing War Of Succession?” Voyd asked. “There are tribes other than SandWings here?” Heatstroke asked. “Of course! There are SeaWings, NightWings, RainWings, MudWings, SkyWings, IceWings, LeafWings, HiveWings, and SilkWings.” Voyd enthusiastically listed. “Huh… so there are a total of 18 tribes?” Heatstroke asked. “Yea… but… why did you ever even decide to come to Pyrrha?” Recluse asked. “Well… my mother, Queen Pyre, told me and a few of my strongest guards to go to the Forgotten Kingdoms, where they can help us stop the CrystalWing Civil War, the InfernoWings are the only tribe who has stayed neutral in the civil war, but both sides have started building bases in InfernoWing territory, and the Queen had no intentions to let any InfernoWing casualties happen, all of the guards who came with me went back, I kept going, and I’m here now.” Heatstroke said. “Wow… I kind of want to hear everything about that war.” Voyd said with a chuckle. “Really? Well I guess I’ll explain it to you. After Queen Rose Quartz died of sickness, her two daughters, Princess Tiger Eye and Princess Amethyst, should have just fought for the throne, but they chose to get the other 7 tribes involved. Tiger Eye managed to get the CrystalWings, MagmaWings, and SlitherWings on her side, while Amethyst managed to get the DriftWings, CavernWings, ArachnaWings, and LightWings on her side. Amethyst almost got the InfernoWings on her side, but my mother decided to not get involved.” Heatstroke said proudly. “Neat… but why did your mother choose to not get involved?” Voyd asked. “Well it’s because Amethyst had the LightWings on her side. The LightWings and InfernoWings have had a long-going war after LightWings, the privileged sand-snorters, STOLE InfernoWing territory!” Heatstroke hissed. “Really? Why?” Recluse mumbled. “Well It’s probably because Queen Moonlight insists on LightWings being the best tribe on Dragonia, they have been stealing all kinds of territory from all of the tribes. It doesn’t help that her daughter, Princess Prism, is constantly scouting in OUR territory!” Heatstroke hissed. “I assume that’s why you came here? To get some dragons from all of the tribes to help out?” Recluse asked. “Yes… if you could get some dragons, maybe the 10 queens, that would be wonderful.” Heatstroke said. “The queens?! I don’t think they’d want to get involved in a lot of stuff from another continent.” Voyd winced. “What?! You have to help me!” Heatstroke said. “Well… uhm… I don’t know how our travel buddies will feel about this… but we’ll go with you, why do you want to go back so badly though?” Recluse asked. “Because I want to see Pr-err, my tribe again.” He stuttered. “Ok… I’ll tell the rest of them.” Voyd said. “We’re really about to help a mystery dragon from another continent huh?” Voyd thought to herself.
After her, Recluse, and Heatstroke explained everything, everyone somehow agreed. “Of course! I’d love to meet some new dragons!” Pit had said enthusiastically. “Eh, I see nothing better to do.” Overkill replied, shrugging. “Ooh! That sounds interesting! Let’s do it!” Oak had replied. “Ugh… I’m overruled huh? Guess we're going tomorrow.” Freeze groaned.
Chapter 6
1 day later
Heatstroke
“UGH! We’ve been flying for HOURS!” Pit groaned. “Pit. Shut. Up.” Voyd hissed. “We should be near the coast in an hour or so.” Heatstroke said. “An HOUR?!” Pit groaned. “Yes… now please be quiet.” Heatstroke said coldly. “Well… I think that’s the shore right there.” Heatstroke said. “Wait… who’s that dragon on the beach?” Voyd asked. “Let’s get a closer look.” Overkill suggested. After they all landed on the beach, the mystery dragon ran up to Heatstroke and started hugging him. “HEATSTROKE! I thought your mother found out! I thought I’d never see you again!” The dragon said, wings still wrapped around Heatstroke. “Hey Prism… been a while huh?” Heatstroke chuckled, wrapping his wings around the mystery dragon. “Wait… Heatstroke? Didn’t you say that Prism is the LightWing princess? And didn’t you also say that InfernoWings and LightWings hate each other?” Voyd asked. “Well… yes… I did say that… but Prism is nowhere near like her mother! She only wants what’s best for the InfernoWings and LightWings… she’s also my… uhm… my girlfriend.” Heatstroke responded sheepishly, wrapping his tail around Prism’s. “So what kind of dragons ARE you?! You look like a LightWing, but what are your colors?” She said, pointing to Overkill. “I think she could be a LightWing SlitherWing hybrid.” Prism said, pointing to Recluse, “But none of you look Dragonian at all!” “Well… their sorta… from the Forgotten Kingdoms.” Heatstroke said. “Really!? Real dragons from the Forgotten Kingdoms!? No way! And my boyfriend was the first dragon to find them! This is AWESOME!” Prism shouted. “Prism, keep it down! We’re almost on LightWing territory and I don’t want to explain to some hostile LightWings why I’m with their princess, twining our tails.” Heatstroke said, kind of hostile, but sweet at the same time. “Well we’ll just start a new life, on the Forgotten Kingdoms, where we can be happy not in secret!” Prism said. “Let’s just find our way to somewhere we can shelter these six.” Heatstroke replied. “Well… my mother wouldn’t take too kindly to new dragons… Queen Tarantula, Queen Pyre, and Queen Quake don’t seem the most welcoming, so maybe we’ll take them to SlitherWing territory?” Prism suggested. “But that means you’ll be putting your life in danger going through SlitherWing territory.” Heatstroke replied, looking into her eyes. “I will NOT let her life be wasted guiding mystery dragons!” Heatstroke thought to himself. “Heatstroke I’ll be fine! I can take a few SlitherWings in a fight!” Prism jokingly responded. “It will be a lot more than a few, it’ll be the entire SlitherWing ARMY!” Heatstroke said. “I see your point… maybe we’ll just… hmm… what could we do?” Prism mumbled to herself. “Hey you! InfernoWing! What are you doing with the princess?!” A new voice hissed. “Crap! Run!” Heatstroke hissed. “NO! Don’t attack him!” Prism hissed, twining their tails even tighter. “Why?! He’s an INFERNOWING! InfernoWings hate LightWings! The queen told us to kill any InfernoWings seen in our territory, let alone with our princess!” The much larger dragon hissed to them. “Well… uhm… he’s… a… good… InfernoWing?” Prism tried to explain. “There’s no such thing as a ‘good InfernoWing’! They're all fire-snorting worms!” The guard hissed. “Well Heatstroke is different! He’s the only dragon for me!” Prism blurted out, putting her talons on her mouth the second she said that. “Wait, that’s their PRINCE!? And what do you mean ‘the only dragon for me’? Don’t tell me…” He groaned. “Uhm… well…” Prism mumbled. “He tricked you into thinking he’s a good dragon and is going to backstab you any second now!” The guard hissed. “NO! Heatstroke is a genuinely good dragon! I’m not going to leave him because of some stupid thing my great-grandmother did 300 years ago!” Prism hissed. “Yes. You. ARE!” Another voice boomed. “Queen Moonlight! Why is she here?!” Heatstroke hissed. “Now now, I can tell the TRUE reason my daughter is with this lizard.” Moonlight hissed. “Yeah, it doesn’t take a genius to find that out! It’s not my fault all the LightWings are ugly!” Prism hissed back. “Do not talk to your queen that way!” Moonlight roared, scratching Prism in the neck. “PRISM!” Heatstroke shouted. “I knew InfernoWings were disgusting lizards, but I never knew my own daughter, my only heir, would fall for one of them.” Moonlight hissed. “Mother… just let him… go… punish me… instead.” Prism croaked out. “How about I punish both of you, and while I’m at it, I’ll bring you six to my dungeon as well.” Moonlight hissed. “What did we do!?” Overkill roared. “You were helping the enemy get back to this continent.” Moonlight growled with a horribly cocky smile. 
Chapter 6 ½
5 years ago
Heatstroke
“Ugh! I have to practice galeblasts again, alone, in the middle of nowhere!” Heatstroke groaned. As he was looking around for the perfect tree to attack with his wind blasts, he noticed a fairly large tree that would be perfect to attack. “There we go! Finally!” He groaned to himself. When he started training, he heard a rustling noise behind him. “Who’s there?! Show yourself! I will attack you!” Heatstroke roared. “Don’t attack! I’m friendly!” A beautiful dragon told him. As he got a better look on her, he noticed what seemed like thousands of colors on her scales, and in her scales were a few reflective ones. “You're a LightWing!” He growled, baring his fangs and charging his fire. “And you’re an InfernoWing!” She hissed, baring her fangs back. “Wait… your reflective scales… you have to be the princess!” He hissed. “What if? You're obviously the prince!” She hissed. “I never knew a LightWing could look so beautiful… all the scrolls told me you guys look awful…” He mumbled to himself. “Wait… you… you think I’m beautiful?” She asked, red filling her cheeks. “Wh-no! Who ever said that!? I meant beautifully ugly.” He hissed, clearly lying. “Well… I was thinking you weren’t too bad yourself…” She mumbled. “I-uhm-well-th-thanks?” He stuttered, completely confused on what to say. “Say… you wanna hang out for a bit? I-I know we’re supposed to be enemies and all, but I don’t really wanna kill you.” She said with a smile. “S-sure…” He replied. As they were sitting down, Prism lightly draped her tail over Heatstroke’s.
Chapter 7
Prism
“H-Heatstroke?” Prism weakly asked. “Yes?” Heatstroke responded. “Are… you mad at me… for getting you into… prison?” She mumbled. “Of course not! Even if we got imprisoned, I still love you all the same.” Heatstroke replied. “That’s… what… I was hoping…” She mumbled, shooting a weak smile. “Are we sure you’re going to be alright? If I lose you, I don’t know what I’d do.” Heatstroke asked, looking at the wound on her neck. “I… don’t know…” She weakly responded. “I can’t die here… not with the love of my life beside me… if I die… he’ll be heartbroken… I have to make it through this.” She thought to herself. “Well… let’s talk about something less depressing…” Heatstroke mumbled. “Like…?” She whispered. “Uhm… well… I don’t really know… I guess we’ll just wait here for now until something interesting happens.” Heatstroke said. “H-Heatstroke? In… all the 5 years we’ve been together… the only thing I regret… is not spending more time with you…” She mumbled. “I should have followed him to the Forgotten Kingdoms… but he had guards there… they would have killed me or found out our secret…” She thought to herself. “I agree… I should have told my mother that I could go to the Forgotten Kingdoms by myself and brought you with me… we could have started a new life… away from the Civil War… away from the LightWing InfernoWing War… away from it all…just to be with you…” Heatstroke mumbled. “You… would… really run away from it all… just to be with me?” Prism asked. “I would do anything to be with you! You’re the only dragon I love.” Heatstroke said, looking into her eyes again. “Ha...ha…” She weakly laughed. “Ahem!” A regal voice hissed. “Mother! It… uhm… hi.” Heatstroke said. As Pyre shot a disappointing glare at both of the dragons, Moonlight came up to her. “Greetings Queen Pyre, now, we can both guess why I brought you here, our dragonets seem to be… a bit more familiar with each other… than either of us would like… I say we deal with the… issue… right now.” Moonlight hissed. “Indeed… I will talk to you privately, and after that, we will deal with these two… but first I must punish my son…” Pyre hissed. “Punish him however you see fit.” Moonlight replied.
When the two queens left, Prism noticed a few scars on Heatstroke’s neck and back. “Wh...what did she do to you?” Prism weakly asked. “She just… attacked me a little bit… nothin’ I can’t take.” Heatstroke said with an overconfident smile. “Ha...ha… that smile… I already know… you’ll be fine when… you flash that smile…” Prism weakly chuckled. “Anyway… I can already guess how this will end…” Heatstroke said quietly. “I will never let them take you away from me… I will fight until… my last… breath… to make sure… I can be with you.” She hissed, both weakly and ferociously. “I wonder where those mystery dragons went… I can’t find them anywhere…” Heatstroke mumbled. “They… must be… in another… cell…” Prism responded. After that, they both sat in silence, but it wasn’t relaxing silence, it was a cold, icy, terrifying silence. “I hear talonsteps!” Heatstroke quietly told Prism. “Heatstroke, come with me.” Pyre hissed. “Wh-where?” Heatstroke hissed back. “Back to the castle so I can teach you to never talk to that whelp of a dragon again.” Pyre roared ferociously, shooting a glare at Prism. “N-no…” He mumbled. “What was that?” Pyre growled. “I… I said no. I will not come back with you.” Heatstroke growled. “As your queen, I DEMAND you come back to my palace right now.” Pyre roared. “No! I’m not going to leave Prism! She is the one dragon I love and you can’t change how I feel! I’ll run away to the Forgotten Kingdoms if I have to!” Heatstroke roared back. “You dare defy your queen? That is treason! I will have you executed!” Pyre hissed. “So what?! You’re trying to take away the love of my life! Without her, I wouldn’t ever know how good LightWings can be! Prism is the one thing I care for! You can take away EVERYTHING else from me and I’ll be fine!” He roared. “If you would choose some whelp of a LightWing over a life of royalty and power… just… don’t ever think you will see another InfernoWing again, or… any tribe.” Pyre hissed coldly. “H-Heatstroke… j-just go… I’m not worth it…” Prism mumbled. “See?! Even she says go with me! Last chance, royalty, or… that.” Pyre hissed. “I choose the love of my life.” Heatstroke hissed. “So be it… goodbye…” Pyre hissed, walking away. “Now now now… I have had an idea that I think you two will much like… an arena… two prisoners fight to the death every day, and I choose which two prisoners, won’t it be fun?” Moonlight hissed. For the next few hours, they sat in complete silence. “So… uhm… if we make it out of here alive… what will we do?” Heatstroke asked. “I don’t know…” Prism weakly responded. “Prism, you sound weaker… a-are you sure you're ok?” Heatstroke asked. “I-I’m… sure…” Prism whispered, “Just a little… tired… is all…” “Ok… night I guess…” Heatstroke said. “N-night.” Prism said with a weak smile.
“Wake up lovebirds!” A dark brown dragon shouted. “Wh-who’s there?” Prism asked. “It’s us, the dragons from Pyrrhia.” The dark brown one replied. “Well where are all of the guards?” Prism asked. “They… uhm… we knocked them unconscious.” One of them said. “Well let’s go…” Prism told them. As the eight of them were flying around, they decided to fly back to the Forgotten Kingdoms to get some time away from a war, and come back and settle stuff with all of the queens,and stop both the Civil War and the Inferno Light war.
Once they landed on the Forgotten Kingdoms, Prism fell to the ground, still awake, just weakened. “Prism! Are you ok?!” Heatstroke asked. “I’m… fine…” Prism mumbled. “The Rainforest Kingdom should be nearby, we’ll find medics there!” The light purple one said. “Ok, let’s go, and Prism, if you need me to, I’ll carry you there.” Heatstroke said. “I’m… fine…” Prism replied.
After a bit of flying, they made it to the Rainforest Kingdom. “Uhm… are there any medics here?” The light purple one asked again. “Yes?” A strange looking dragon asked. “Uhm… our friend… was injured, we need you to help her out.” The purple one said. “Oh let me see her injuries.” The strange one replied. “Oh… her injuries look very bad, but I can help her out.” The strange one said grimly. “Are the injuries fatal?” Heatstroke asked. “They would have been if she didn’t come here sooner, how did she even get these injuries?” The medic asked. “Well… her mother attacked her after finding out she was dating the prince of a tribe they hate.” The purple one explained.
Chapter 8
A few hours later
Freezer-Burn
“I guess I could maybe tell Pit how I feel…” She thought to herself, “Wherever he is…” “Hey Voyd, do you know where Pit is?” Freeze asked. “Nope, sorry, haven’t seen him ever since we landed in the rainforest.” Voyd responded. “Huh… I’ll look around…” Freeze told herself. “PIT?! PIT ARE YOU HERE?!” Freeze shouted. After a while of walking around the rainforest, she eventually heard a figure stalking through the forest behind her. “You’re not a good assassin, whoever you are.” Freeze hissed, looking at the strange dragon. “Ugh, I was seen that easily?!” The dragon hissed. “And you are?” Freeze asked, raising an eyebrow. “Oh, the name's Hawk, the SkyWing SeaWing hybrid!” He said, offering his talon. “I’m Freezer-Burn.” She said, shaking his talon. “Cool name, no pun intended.” He said with a smile. “Anyway, why were you following me?” Freeze asked. “Uhm… you looked interesting, I’ve never seen an IceWing before.” He said sheepishly. “Oh, well, I think I’m not the best IceWing to meet.” Freeze said with a smile. “Haha! I think you’re a pleasant dragon!” Hawk said. “Well thanks.” Freeze replied. “Anyway, mind if I come with you?” Hawk asked. “Well… sure why not.” Freeze said with a shrug. “So… what are we looking for?” Hawk asked. “A dragon, he kinda went missing.” Freeze explained. “Why do you need him, is he your boyfriend?” Hawk asked. “WHAT?! NO!” Freeze shouted. “N-not yet.” She whispered. “Oh so you do have a crush on him?” Hawk asked. “WHAT IF I DO?! WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT?!” Freeze yelled. “Jeez! I was just curious!” Hawk yelled, backing away from her with his talons in the air. “Anyway… PIT!? ARE YOU HERE?!” Freeze shouted. “So his name is Pit? What kinda name is that?” Hawk asked. “His full name is Pit Viper, but we all call him Pit.” Freeze explained. “Oh cool, if I had to guess, he’s a SandWing?” Hawk asked. “Actually a SandWing NightWing SkyWing IceWing hybrid.” Freeze said. “Oh… wow… that’s… a lot of tribes…” Hawk said. “Meh, his mother was a NightWing SkyWing IceWing hybrid and his father was a SandWing. Anyways, PIT?! YOU HERE?!” Freeze shrugged. “Y-yea?” A voice shouted. “PIT! Where were you?!” Freeze shouted, wrapping her wings around Pit. “I was going on patrol.” Pit said with a smile. “Voyd is going to be relieved to know we found you.” Freeze said. “Who… is he?” Pit asked, pointing to Hawk. “Oh, that’s Hawk, he just wanted to help me find you.” Freeze responded. “Oh cool… but… Freeze? I have something I wanna tell you…” Pit said nervously. “Shoot.” Freeze said. “He’s gonna say something like ‘Freeze, you’re a great dragon, I don’t like you like that’, I can just tell.” Freeze thought. “Uhm… I… I have a…” He said before mumbling the rest. “What? You… I couldn’t hear that, come again?” Freeze said. “I...uhm… kind of… like you?” Pit said. “Wait really? That’s what I was trying to tell you!” Freeze said. “Uhm… not trying to ruin the moment or anything, but what are those things?” Hawk asked, pointing to two figures flying in the sky. “That is an EXCELLENT question Hawk, an excellent question that I do not have an answer to.” Freeze said. “You three, have you seen an InfernoWing and a LightWing around here?” A snake-like dragon asked. “Uhm… what?” Freeze asked, trying to act dumb. “Uhm… general… I don’t think that anyone on this continent knows about our tribes…” another, more black and slim snake-like dragon said. “Be quiet Snakebite!” The other one hissed. “Sorry! Jeez, no need to be mean!” Snakebite hissed. “Anyway, you seriously don’t know what an InfernoWing is?” The other one asked, flicking his tongue in and out of his mouth. “No, none of us do! We don’t even know what you are!” Freeze said. “Oh! I never introduced myself! I am General Stinger, and this failure is named Snakebite.” Stinger said, earning an offended look from Snakebite. “HEY! I’m not a failure!” Snakebite hissed. “Well once you can explain why your venom doesn’t work properly, I’d love to hear it.” Stinger hissed. “I-ugh…” Snakebite mumbled, “maybe I’m a hybrid?” “Of? You don’t seem like any tribe but SlitherWing, and if you go on another tangent about the whole ‘I could be a BatWing!’ Thing, BatWings haven’t been seen for thousands of years! So you're just a deformed SlitherWing.” Stinger hissed. “What are you talking about?!” Hawk asked. “Nothing important to you, now, we are going to look for the fugitives we need.” Stinger hissed.
Chapter 9
Heatstroke
“Morning Prism…” Heatstroke groaned. “Morning!” Prism said. “GUYS! You have to go now!” Freezer-Burn told them quietly. “What?! Why?” Heatstroke asked. “SlitherWings!” Freezer-Burn managed to gasp out. “Wha!? Why are SlitherWings here?!” Prism asked. “They asked me and Pit if we knew where a LightWing and an InfernoWing were.” Freezer-Burn said. Right after freeze said that, Heatstroke felt a pair of needles stab into his neck. “Crap! SlitherWing venom!” Heatstroke thought. Heatstroke thought that Prism was already stabbed too, but she actually avoided getting stabbed and was looking at the SlitherWing with the scariest look he’s ever seen her do. “Get away from my boyfriend right now.” She growled. “Or else what? I’m almost twice your size, what can you do to me?” The SlitherWing hissed. “She might not be able to do much, but I can!” Another SlitherWing hissed, sinking his jaws into the bigger one. “What did you just try to do to me?” The bigger one hissed. “Uhm… I… tried… injecting you with my venom?” The smaller one mumbled. “You are defective! Your venom doesn’t work, you know that!” The bigger guard hissed. After he was distracted by the small SlitherWing, Prism lunged at him and bit his neck. “Prism! No! SlitherWing fangs can inject you with killer poison! Quit attacking him!” Heatstroke roared in his head. “Get off you stupid worm!” The guard hissed, attempting to bite Prism. As Prism sank her teeth deeper into the SlitherWing’s neck, he saw blood drawing from the wound. As he saw the SlitherWing about to bite her after a minute or so of struggling, the paralyzing venom wore off. When Heatstroke rose to the ground, he tackled the SlitherWing before he could attack Prism. When they both hit the ground, Heatstroke felt something bite on his leg. “HEATSTROKE!” Prism cried. After the SlitherWing let his jaws go off of Heatstroke’s leg, Prism ran to Heatstroke’s side, tears running down her face. “Heatstroke don’t die! Please!” She shouted. “I… don’t think… I’ll be able… to… make… it out of… this…” Heatstroke mumbled. “Don’t say that! There has to be something I can do!” Prism said. “I...I can help…” The other SlitherWing said. “How?! How can you help him?!” Prism growled. “Well… SlitherWing venom has an antidote, it’s self, even though my venom might be a lot weaker than most other SlitherWing’s, but it can still counteract regular venom.” He said. “How do we get said venom?” Prism asked. “SlitherWings can also shoot the venom like a projectile, so all you have to do is collect it.” He said. “Really? It’s that simple?” Prism asked. “Surprisingly, you only have to mix it with a few herbs, make him drink it, and tah dah! Your boyfriend is cured!” He said. “Thank you so much… whatever your name is.” Prism said. “Oh yea, I never told you my name, I’m Snakebite.” He said with a smile. “Well you probably already knew this, but I’m Prism.” Prism said. “I didn’t know you were royalty! I just thought we were following a random InfernoWing LightWing couple.” Snakebite said with a bow. “Haha! No need to bow, I’m not royalty… or at least considered it anymore.” Prism said with a mixture of rage and sadness in her voice, but she also glanced over to Heatstroke with a smile. After they got everything sorted out, Heatstroke still felt weak, just not like he was dying. “Do… Do you feel better?” Prism asked softly. “A… little… still weak… but I feel ok…” He responded, shooting Prism a slight smile. “Hey… Snakebite was it?” Prism called. “Uhm, yea, what’s up?” Snakebite asked. “Uhm… it’s just I do not know how to thank you.” Prism said with a wide smile. “Haha! No need to thank me, I’m just doing what’s right.” Snakebite responded. “Well… if you really want to do what’s right, will you help us stop the war-err, wars.” Prism asked. “That-uhm-I’ve never been asked to stop an entire war before, but sure.” Snakebite exclaimed nervously, but shot them a smile. “So… what are we even gonna do to stop the war? We’re only, what, ten dragons?” Snakebite asked. “That… uhm… that’s a great question, one that I can’t answer too.” Prism said. “Wait, which war are you talking about? The Civil War or the InfernoWing LightWing war?” Snakebite asked. “Well… I guess first up would be the InfernoWing LightWing war.” Prism said. “Oh simple answer on how to stop that war, kill the queens.” Snakebite said. “JEEZ! Bit extreme? We could just get them to… talk it out?” Prism shouted. “Uhm, Moonlight and Pyre hate each other, and it doesn’t help that the two queens who want each other dead the most, their dragonets adore each other, I don’t think they can ‘talk it out.’” Snakebite told them. “Well… uhm… I see your point… but…killing Queen Pyre and Queen Moonlight will be… like… plan c or something.” Prism said. “Plans a and b are?” Snakebite asked, raising an eyebrow. “Plan a is we get them to talk it out, plan b is… we… force them to ally?” Prism said questioningly. “Looks like we’re gonna have to kill ‘em.” Snakebite said, shrugging his wings. “We’ll get the plan sorted out when we get to Dragonia.” Prism said. “Oh so we’re leaving soon?” Snakebite asked. “When Heatstroke feels better.” Prism said. “I… say we go… now.” Heatstroke said. “Love, you are all too weak to fly, you can barely stand as it is.” Prism said, sitting down beside Heatstroke. “Anyway, you said you will help us?” Prism asked. “Yea! I hate the wars just as much as you two do.” Snakebite said. “Well we probably hate it a lot more because of the whole ‘you two shouldn’t be dating each other because your tribes despise each other and you are the only heirs to the throne so you for sure can’t date them.’ Drama.” Prism said. “I… see your point.” Snakebite said with an odd look of surprise and laughter on his face. “Also, Heatstroke, you should feel better than ever tomorrow, the venom just hurts for a little bit.” Snakebite told Heatstroke. “Really?” Heatstroke mumbled. “Yea, I would know, I was bitten by Krait too many times to count.” Snakebite said. “Wait, you know Princess Krait?” Prism asked. “Yea, she’s my girlfriend, the only reason she’s bitten me is because she got a little too caught up in our training matches. She’s also the only one who believes me when I say that I’m part BatWing.” Snakebite said. “Wait, you’re part BatWing?” Prism asked. “I think so, that could be the reason I’m ‘defective’ as I have been called many many times by Stinger.” Snakebite hissed. “Huh… I definitely think you are, I’ve never seen a SlitherWing with brown and gray on them.” Prism mumbled. “Anyway, I’m gonna go to bed, It’s almost the middle of the night.” Snakebite said, looking at the three moons up in the sky. “Night.” Prism said with a smile. “G’night, also I think that Pyre and Moonlight are dumb for not wanting there dragonets to be happy.” Snakebite said. “Well Moonlight rarely ever calls me her daughter, she mostly either calls me ‘disappointment’, ‘Prism’, or ‘my only heir’. Not very pleasant.” Prism hissed. “Oh… being royalty sounds hard…” Snakebite said. “The worst part is that it’s like that for both InfernoWings and LightWings, so I’ve been told by Heatstroke.” Prism said. “Huh… from what Krait tells me, Queen Viper cares for her and Prince Boa a lot.” Snakebite told them. “Really? Do only InfernoWings and LightWings hate their dragonets?” Prism asked. “I think so… I don’t know how Queen Tarantula, Queen Quake, Queen Jellyfish, or King Eruption does it, but I know Queen Viper cares for her heirs a lot, sometimes a bit too much.” Snakebite said. “And what about Queen R- nevermind, forgot she sorta died.” Prism said. “Yea… anyway, goodnight, for real this time.” Snakebite said. “Night, for real.” Prism said. “N-night…” Heatstroke mumbled.
“Wh-where am I?!” Heatstroke shouted. “You are still asleep, but I used this handy device to visit you while you are sleeping.” A voice said. “Mother?!” Heatstroke shouted. “That is Queen Pyre to you, runt.” Pyre hissed. “Why are you in my head right now?!” Heatstroke shouted. “So I can torture you by either visiting you every night, or making you so sleep deprived, you go insane.” Pyre hissed. “You can do this every night!?” Heatstroke hissed. “Indeed I can, I will be waiting every night until you drift off, and then I’ll visit you, and drive you insane, or I’ll manage to convince you to kill that runt.” Pyre hissed. “I will never attack a scale on Prism’s body.” Heatstroke hissed. “No matter, see you tonight.” Pyre hissed with a cocky smile. “Heatstroke! Wake up!” Prism shouted. “I’m up!” Heatstroke snapped. “I-I’m sorry.” Prism said, kind of backing away from Heatstroke. “P-Prism… sorry… it’s not your fault I snapped, my mother… she… somehow… visited me in my sleep?” Heatstroke attempted to explain. “Wh-how can she do that?” Prism asked. “I don’t know, but what I do know is that she’s trying to drive me insane, so I say we put our plan into motion right now.” Heatstroke said. “Th-the plan where we kill Moonlight and Pyre?” Prism asked. “The only plan that has a fraction of a chance to work.” Heatstroke said. “Th-the way you said that… makes it seem like… we won’t make it out alive.” Prism mumbled. “Prism, I swear on my life, we will make it out alive, and we’ll be able to date without the risk of getting killed.” Heatstroke said, looking into Prism’s eyes. “Haha… I-I guess that you're right… okay… let’s go kill Pyre and Moonlight… let’s go stop a war.” Prism mumbled. “Well… two wars actually.” Snakebite said. “Y-yea… two wars.” Prism said.
“Wait already?! Didn’t we, like, just escape certain death by escaping Moonlight’s dungeon?” Overkill asked. “Yes, yes we did, now I’m going to kill said certain death, and we need you all to guard us while we attack her, chances are, they won’t be the most happy seeing new dragons, or the exiled princess.” Prism explained. “Uhm… I guess she’s right.” Poison Oak said. “Also half of you are going with Heatstroke and Snakebite.” Prism said. “When did we agree to any of this?” Overkill asked. “You agreed to it after you met us, and it’s non-negotiable.” Prism hissed. “I was just wondering.” Overkill said. “Alright, who wants to go with me?” Prism said. “Heatstroke, put your wing down, you have to fight Pyre.” Prism said without even looking at Heatstroke. “It’s not my fault I want to protect you!” Heatstroke said. “Again, you have to kill Pyre, and I’ll be fine.” Prism said. “Anyway, Me, Pit, Voyd, and Freeze will go with you, and Overkill and Oak will go with Heatstroke and Snakebite.” Recluse said. “I guess let’s get going…” Heatstroke said nervously.
Chapter 10
A few hours later, at The Palace Of Light
Prism
“Oh, you're here, let me guess, you want me and Pyre to ally so you and the worm can date?” Moonlight hissed. “No, I am here to take control of the LightWing kingdom.” Prism said. “You are trying to challenge me for my throne?” Moonlight asked sinisterly. “Yes, I am, mother.” Prism said. After Prism said that, Moonlight lunged at her and tackled her, baring her fangs and attempting to bite Prism. “I told Heatstroke I’d make it out alive, I will make it out alive, I have to.” Prism thought to herself. When Moonlight started to get closer to biting Prism’s neck, Prism kicked Moonlight off of her and started clawing at her. “You will not be a suitable queen for this tribe! I give you one more chance to leave and never come back.” Moonlight hissed. “If I leave… you will send assassins after me and Heatstroke, I can already tell… even if Heatstroke kills Pyre, you’ll still be warring with him… I can’t take that risk…” Prism said. “Sobeit…” Moonlight mumbled. As their fight continued, Moonlight managed to bite into Prism’s neck and throw her against a wall. “No! Just think! Even if Heatstroke wins, mother will crush him! I have to win, for Heatstroke, for me, and for both tribes.” Prism thought. When Prism was starting to get up, Moonlight pinned her down and started attempting to bite her again, but Prism threw her off and tackled her. “This is it! Take the shot! Kill her!” Prism told herself. Prism grabbed her mother’s horns, about to snap her neck, but Moonlight slammed Prism with one of her wings, elongating their conflict. “I saw what you were going for, and I will NOT let you kill me like that.” Moonlight hissed. After a good while, Prism and Moonlight were both bleeding and tired, but neither one could stop battling. “I… see… you are… strong enough… to take me on… but… you will never survive being queen during a war… there will be assassins… and your tribe constantly trying to kill you… the reason… I never let you challenge me… is so I could protect you…” Moonlight told Prism. “N-no… it’s because you thought I was… am… too weak to be queen… but… me and Heatstroke… will succeed… you will die today mother…” Prism hissed. After that was said, Prism attempted to tackle Moonlight again, but Moonlight turned to the side and slammed her to the ground, and grabbed her horns. “I… am sorry my daughter… goodbye…” Moonlight said quietly. Right before Moonlight could snap her neck, Prism managed to escape her grasp and trip her. “Yes… goodbye mother…” Prism said. Moonlight didn’t even struggle before Prism snapped her neck. “I… did it…” Prism mumbled. As Prism looked around, she felt a few tears roll down her face. “No… why am I sad?! Moonlight didn’t care for you… she was just lying.” Prism thought to herself. “B-but… if she truly didn’t care for me… she would have had me killed… she would have done a lot worse to me…” Prism thought.
Chapter 11
At the same time as chapter 10
Heatstroke
“Heatstroke, what are you here to do? Challenge me for the throne.” Pyre hissed. “I am actually.” Heatstroke said. “Haha! Do not humor me with such idiotic ideas! You would be a terrible king!” Pyre said. “I’d be better than you.” Heatstroke hissed. “Are you SURE of that?” Pyre hissed. “Pretty sure, as you attempted to kill me about thirty times.” Pyre hissed. “Ugh, no matter, let us get this stupid idea over with.” Pyre hissed. After Pyre said that, she and Heatstroke started flying at each other, but Pyre managed to slam Heatstroke to the ground. A few minutes into them fighting, Heatstroke flew up and charged his fire, but before he could shoot it, Pyre bit into his neck and threw him onto the ground. “You are WEAK! Just face it! Even if your precious princess wins her battle, you will never see her again.” Pyre hissed. While Pyre was distracted, Heatstroke saw a chance to claw and bite her neck, Pyre being extremely surprised. After Pyre and Heatstroke exchanged a lot of claws to every part of their bodies, they were both bleeding, tired, and scarred. “Before you inevitably win, I must tell you something… I never loved you… the only reason I let you ever live is so I could have one heir.” Pyre hissed. “Why am I so unsurprised about that?” Heatstroke mumbled. After Heatstroke mumbled that, he bit into Pyre’s neck and started to snap it. “Goodbye…” Pyre mumbled with her last breath. “Who’s the failure now?” Heatstroke hissed. “HEATSTROKE!” Another voice shouted. “Wh-PRISM! YOU’RE OKAY!” Heatstroke yelled, wrapping his wings around Prism. “I… I… I thought you wouldn’t make it… it’s just that Pyre is so massive… and…” Prism mumbled. “I knew you would be alright… and I honestly thought I wouldn’t make it too…” Heatstroke said. “So… what do we do to stop the Civil War?” Prism asked. “I have NO idea… maybe we could get Amethyst and Tiger Eye to meet up and let them fight each other?” Heatstroke suggested. “Well… how would we even do that? Tiger Eye INSISTS on only staying in King Eruption’s palace, there’s almost no way to get to her without risking both of our lives.” Heatstroke said. “F-fair… but… I say we risk it, Eruption, Viper, and Tiger Eye would hesitate on attacking a neutral force being the InfernoWings, as a wrong move would be making the InfernoWings join Amethyst's side.” Prism explained with a smirk. “Oh wow I didn’t even realize that logic, nice job on thinking up that.” Heatstroke said, being genuinely surprised. “Well… I think it would be best if it was just me, you, and Snakebite, y’know, maybe they’d try to make it to the Forgotten Kingdoms, and force the 10 queens to join their side of the war.” Prism suggested. “Okay…” Heatstroke said hesitantly.
Chapter 12
At the Palace Of Magma
Prism
“Alright… we’re here…” Prism said. As the three of them started to enter the palace, they were stopped by a MagmaWing and a CrystalWing. “What are you two doing here?” The MagmaWing hissed. “Allow us to introduce ourselves, I am Queen Prism of the LightWings, and this is my husband, King Heatstroke of the InfernoWings.” Prism said, bowing respectfully. “Prism I didn’t know that you’d say I’m your husband!” Heatstroke said quietly. “It would sound weird to say that you’re my boyfriend and saying you’re a king.” Prism said “Wait… Pyre and Moonlight are dead?” Another voice asked. “Indeed, now who are you?” Prism asked. “Haha, you should know me, I am Queen Tiger Eye, and I take it you two are here to ally with me, The superior CrystalWing Queen?” Tiger Eye asked, not even acting like Heatstroke and Prism are threats. “No, we are here to end the war, I need you to follow us please.” Prism said. “Hmm… may I bring my most elite guards with me?” Tiger Eye asked calmly. “Two of them, and only two.” Prism requested. “Indeed, Igneus, Malachite, with me.” Tiger Eye said. “Yes, Queen Tiger Eye.” The two palace guards said. As they were flying to an area that used to be in between InfernoWing and LightWing territory. “Please stay here, we will be back soon.” Prism said. “Indeed, take your time.” Tiger Eye said with a smile. “Now we have to go get Amethyst.” Heatstroke whispered. “Yes we need to.” Prism whispered back. “Also, Snakebite, if you could stay here, that would be fine.” Prism said. “Oh sure!” Snakebite said. “Y’know, we shouldn’t be too scared about going into DriftWing territory, the LightWings and DriftWings are on the same side of the Civil War.” Heatstroke said with a chuckle. “Also… uhm… I’m sorry if you don’t want me calling you my husband… I mean… we’re not…” Prism mumbled. “I-uhm-I don’t really mind you calling me that…” Heatstroke said nervously. “Well ok!” Prism said with a smile. A little later, they managed to get to Queen Jellyfish’s castle. “Greetings, you two are?” A DriftWing guard asked. “I am Queen Prism, the daughter of Ex-Queen Moonlight, and this is my husband, King Heatstroke, the son of Ex-Queen Pyre.” Prism explained. “Oh so my strongest ally is now dead? This is unfortunate.” A very regal voice asked. “Indeed, and now with me and Heatstroke being the new rulers, the war is soon to end too.” Prism said. “Hmm, I assume you two are going to kill me and let Tiger Eye become queen?” Amethyst hissed. “No, we just need you to follow us please.” Prism said. “Oh, yes, I will.” Amethyst said. As they flew Amethyst with them, they started to see the dark orange color of Tiger Eye. “Wh-why is SHE here?!” Tiger Eye hissed. “Well me and Heatstroke decided that, instead of getting all of the tribes involved, you two need to fight it out.” Prism said. “Wh-she will CRUSH me!” Amethyst yelled. “No matter, let me show you who the REAL queen of the CrystalWings is.” Tiger Eye hissed, tackling Amethyst. “Get OFF you BRUTE!” Amethyst hissed, firing liquid amber at Tiger Eye. “Ah ah ah, don’t even think you can use that trick tactic on me.” Tiger Eye said with a chuckle, avoiding the amber and biting Amethyst’s neck. After Tiger Eye bit Amethyst’s neck, she snapped her neck. “Ha, I win.” Tiger Eye said regally. “Well good job Queen Tiger Eye.” Igneus said. “Well the wars have been finished, all of the tribes can go back to normal.” Tiger Eye said. “Indeed they can.” Prism said.
Epilogue
6 months later
Supersonic
“M-mother? Are we sure that now is the time to make us known after thousands of years?” Supersonic asked. “Yes. I am tired of those other tribes thinking they are superior, I want them to know that the BatWings are superior in every way.” Echo hissed. “B-but… maybe the other tribes will beat us?” Supersonic mumbled. “Impossible, BeatWings are the strongest tribe, now, tomorrow, we will strike.” Echo hissed. “I have to warn them… I don’t want only BatWings on this massive continent…” Supersonic thought to herself. “I-I’m going to go on a fly now.” Supersonic mumbled.
End of part one
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