The Great War by Dragonix

== The [Totally Bogus (and Very Poorly Written)] Prophecy of Peace ==
Although war seems eternal,
Soon it will be over
For it will be stopped
By a dragon from each tribe
They will grow up together
And they will learn to love
And they will bring peace
And they will overthrow
Mylabris and Darkstar
== Prologue ==
Animus magic. It was a thing of legends. Animus magic didn't exist anymore, thanks to that idiot meddlesome SandWing! Of course, you weren't supposed to say it that way. You were supposed to say it was good that it was gone and the world was much better off without it. Of course, it was good that no one else had it. But it meant that there were things which Darkstar could never accomplish.
No matter. He had built up his hidden collection for years, hoarding every animus-touched object he could find. Little scraps of paper with words on them. Sapphires that would allow you to visit other dragons' dreams. Copper armbands that would allow you to control the weather. And more.
Tonight, he plotted how to become the King. Everyone would bow down at his feet.
...
The stinger pierced his heart, gushing blood everywhere. Within moments he was dead. Mylabris, satisfied with her night's work, gathered up the scales and gems, and placed them safely in the pouch around her neck. Other dragons talked about killing as if it were a bad thing. Such fools!
Queen Ladybird was a fool. And anyone who said she was too aggressive was even more of a fool. Ladybird cared too much about others. She was weak.
But not Mylabris. Under Mylabris, the HIveWings would be the greater than all the other tribes! Perhaps she wouldn't be quite so horrible to them, seeing as they were her tribe, and because she was better than all the other dragons, the HiveWings must be better than all the other tribes.
So she would be Queen Mylabris of the HiveWings. Queen Mylabris of Pantala. Queen Mylabris of the world.
== Chapter 1 ==
Jade Mountain was an ideal place to hide if you're a secret rebellion trying to overthrow the evil king of Pyrrhia and there were constantly NightWing soldiers marching by outside, looking for any invaders from Pantala.
Firefly chuckled to herself quietly. History did have a tendency to repeat itself. She walked to the library, the clicking of her claws echoing eerily down the empty halls. Inside the small cave where the Talons of Peace kept their books, Starshine and Wave were curled up together, reading.
There was a rumor going around that they were the new Dragonets of Destiny. This was of course a lie. In reality the Talons of Peace had thought, "Well last time there was a war we raised some dragonets of different tribes together and that turned out okay. Let's do it again!"
Firefly reached up and pulled a worn scroll off the shelf. On the scroll was a prophecy. A real prophecy. Or a fake prophecy, if the rumors were correct. The prophecy from the last war. She wondered why there were no "wings of ice" or "wings of rain" mentioned. It would make more sense if there had been an IceWing and a RainWing in the Dragonets of Destiny. Then again, if Mylabris and Darkstar were still fighting their war, and there were scavengers living with the Talons of Peace, the world didn't make very much sense at all.
Something nudged her tail. She turned around. A scavenger was standing there, looking rather annoyed. Petal, if she remembered correctly. "Commander Viper wants to see you. All of you," she added to Starshine and Wave, who were looking on with interest." Petal turned and stalked away, muttering about servants.
Commander Viper was a tough, lean, female SandWing with a very impressive ton of scars, and whom Firefly did not like one bit. But she was the commander of the Talons of Peace, and as such the Dragonets had no choice but to obey her.
Commander Viper was in the command room, with some of the other top leaders of the Talons of Peace. On this particular day she looked even more serious than usual, which was really saying something, as she was always very serious and no-nonsense. She barely acknowledged Firefly as she entered, followed by the other dragonets.
"As I was saying, there's no other option. We have to send them." The speaker was Frost, a very grumpy HiveWing/IceWing hybrid who did not get along with Viper at all, but who liked the dragonets very much.
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