The Broken Promise.

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WINGS OF FIRETHE BROKEN PROMISE
Written by Prema Melody
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==BOOK==
=== NIGHTWING'S RECORD OF ANIMUS DRAGONS ===
* No animi of MudWings
* Unknown animus of SkyWings, presumed dead
* Jerboa III of SandWings
* Orca of SeaWings
* No animi of IceWings
* Tangerine of RainWings
* Stonemover and Modesty of NightWings
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=== ~ Prologue ~ ===
CRIMSON
3 SkyWings burst through the doors, 1 angrily hissing at another as they were separated by their mother.
“Do you even hear me, mother?” A SkyWing dragonet with red scales cried, “Scarlet tried to kill me!”
“Oh, please Crimson,” the tourmaline scaled SkyWing hissed towards her sister, “I couldn’t kill you in a million moons,”
“Yes, you, can!” Crimson cried, “Mother—Have you noticed the more quiet room lately?”
The taller SkyWing cocked her head, “Hm?”
“Well—” She pointed to Scarlet dead in her chest, “She killed her! She poisoned older sister’s drink!”
A SkyWing guard smirked, “Firestorm, what story is she brewing up this time,”
Firestorm followed along with the guard, Scarlet joining in the laughing. Crimson’s eyes sharped with flare as her face grew a blood red, “It’s true! I saw her—maybe—no—I did!”
“Sweetie, you have to earn the throne—Exiling your sister won’t do anything good for you,” Firestorm smiled.
“But—” Tears filled Crimson’s eyes, “I saw her….”
Scarlet stepped ahead, “Mother—Isn’t this blissful,” She nudged Crimson, “Me, at age 5, killing my own siblings?”
Firestorm snorted, “She probably had a nightmare,” Her face grew serious, “Guards, check the rooms,” She wore a sorrow look, “It is awfully long since I called Ginger to this room, she is always here early,”
The two red scaled guards nodded, leaping into the hallway.
Firestorm tapped her snout, “Dearie Crimson, maybe you need some more rest,” She hissed, “Your sister and I can handle preparations for your hatching day this evening, it makes a surprise anyway,
Crimson shook her head, what if she kills me in my sleep “No thank you,” Crimson replied.
Firestorm hissed, slamming her talons in front of Crimson, “That wasn’t an option it was an order,” She roared, “Go to your room.”
Crimson bellowed, “But mother—”
Firestorm slammed her tail into Crimson’s face, “Do you want me to drag you by the wing there?”
Crimson rubbed her damaged face, trying to hold back the urge to scream, “No—m—I—”
She barged through the door, tears raining down her ruby scales as she tackled her bed, rolling onto her back.
Her gold eyes flickered as she continuously cried, gasping and gulping loudly.
She didn’t hear the crooked opening of her room door as a male SkyWing dragonet tapped his talons against the wall, realizing it wasn’t the best time.
She could see him from the corner of her eye but pretended to not notice, wondering what he'd do.
Finally, the male dragonet decided to leave his bouquet of roses onto her desk, waving his talons in the air before sealing the door tight.
She didn’t hear talon steps fade into the distance, assuming he was guarding her room. She felt a little warm inside, calming down and grabbed her covers tight.
=== ~ CHAPTER 1 ~ ===
OMEN
Two dragons with black scales hopped from ledge to ledge, curving around the crooked claw-shaped formations above the lakes.
A warm orange tinted each dragon's scales as their eyes were filled with reflections from afar, hopping over a river of liquid rushing sloppily into a gulf.
“Watch your step,” The taller one hissed.
“Morrowseer, I’m not that dent-brained,” The other hissed.
“Omen, watch your tongue,” Morrowseer hissed, “If I was king you would’ve been boiling under the rocks,”
“Yeah, and you’re not, Thank the moons,” Omen growled back.
Omen saw a glint of anger in his eye as he distanced himself from the dragon that towered over him. Running across more molted land, they reached a dim dormitory hall, passing by the multiple dragons.
Look at them, they’re skinnier than the SkyWing guards… Omen thought.
He waved as his talons gripped along a room’s opening, peeking out to stare of many NightWing dragons creepily hanging on the ceiling and walls like bats in a dark cave.
Omen felt a disappointed taste on his tongue as he hopped forwards, standing beside a NightWing with green eyes on the right, and another with white on the left.
His talons tapped on the ground as the right dragon tried to mark up conversation with him, Omen didn’t listen, he talked too much about vaguely overcomplicated ‘science’ stuff.
“Battlewinner!” The dragon on the left exclaimed.
Everyone slightly twitched at the sight of a female dragon, who radiates an ominous authority, strolling through the middle-row connected to the round council floor followed by her dragonet, sloppily and irregularly trotting.
The first female sat on the throne, pearing shadows over the council dragons as her daughter sat on a much smaller furniture dangling her teardrop-shaped jewelry.
The tall NightWing cleared her throat, echoing amongst the cave, “NightWings,”
Everyone rose up, “Me and my daughter Greatness discussed over such topic,” The NightWing hissed in a croaking voice, not noticing the fact Greatness rolled her eyes, “We’ve decided indeed our population is deteriorating, and we’re no longer the tribe we used to be,”
Some of the council happily rose, Omen included not paying mind to Morrowseer’s disgusted stare.
“But, starting today, we won’t ever let go of our ancestor’s gifts, and will prevail,” Battlewinner lifted from her seat, “From this point on, not only will we rise in amounts, but in territory,”
Most nodded in agreement.
A few echoes screeched across the room discussing political and eventful topics angled near the domority and hatch rates. He had got a small snippet of ‘fate-choosing’ for mating and possibly bringing it back, to which Omen hissed under his breath.
Finally, as dragons left, Battlewinner grabbed Omen’s wing while Greatness run away scott free.
“Come here mister,” Battlewinner growled, “You aren’t taking initiative,”
Omen turned around, feeling cold as he shivered down his spine like an IceWing blasted his back, “Yes, mother?”
Battlewinner yawned, “You know what I mean you crow-picker,” He tongue slithered between her teeth, “You’re lazily mowing around like a wolf sleeping while it’s pack is hunting, what’s the deal?”
Omen’s nostrils steamed as his eyes scattered around the room, “Tired,” Omen managed to squeak from his throat.
Battlewinner lifted a brow before she froze like something hit her in the head, “Interest?”
Omen shook his head aggressively, “I’ll have to head out to complete my duties,”
“You know, Greatness isn’t acting up to a queen-character. If need it to be,” Battlewinner smirked, “You may have to get a mate to fit her role,”
Omen grew embarrassed, “Mom, I’m not interested in anyone—yet,”
Although ignoring the request, Battlewinner continued, “What dragon is it. Don’t tell me it’s that bottom-of-the-corpse Secretkeeper,”
Omen shook his head, getting a twisted idea of something, “Wait, wouldn’t that mean—”
Battlewinner yawned once more, “Eh?”
He stood defensively, “You aren’t going to kill her aren’t you,”
Battlewinner choked a laugh, “No—Not if Greatness is put in her place, otherwise—it’s better for the NightWings isn’t it?”
Omen shook his head, she must be bluffing or at least joking, he thought hopefully.
His mother caught eye of his distraught expression and slightly moved the subject, “Whoever it is—make sure they’re better than that coward,”
Omen nodded quietly, waving at Battlewinner before leaving for his dorm. He climbed at the open window frame and soared from the palace, following a flock of NightWings and separating from them to enter a dusk, dust-filled cave.
He ran his talons against several books, a smile forcing it’s way up his snout, before a familiar dragon hissed at him.
“Omen! Don’t touch—Don’t touch anything!” A dragon with green eyes walked forwards, “I’ve told you several times!”
“Oh, Mastermind,” Omen shrugged, “You know out of the million stars I wouldn’t give a crow-food about that,”
Mastermind shrieked, “Manners!
“Oh no, beg my pardon,” Omen cringed.
He looked over to a heavily armored assistant standing aside Mastermind, pointing his spear to the ceiling.
“Strongwings!” He waved, “How’s watching this big brain doing,”
Strongwings horribly growled, “He won’t let me touch anything—What’s even wrong with touching anything?”
Omen shrugged, “Selfish two-forked scientist wanted to keep them to himself,”
Mastermind rolled his eyes, “Who are you looking for?” He grinned, “Quicklearner?”
Omen felt a racing pulse in his heart at the sound of the name, “No—Not specifically,”
“Don’t you lie to me—You only come here for her—”
Omen loudly cleared his throat, “How is Farsight going?”
Mastermind squinted, “Yes—” He nodded, “And our egg is in the hatchery,”
Omen clapped, “Another mouth to feed,” He joked.
Mastermind grumbled.
“Well—” He slightly nudged Mastermind aside, “I guess what I was looking for isn’t here, a teardrop necklace?”
Mastermind cocked his neck, “Yeah—Quicklearner left to catch prey,”
“Oh nice, random information about a random dragon,” Omen swiftly responded.
“It’s okay if—”
“Anyways Mindie—” Omen interrupted.
“Don’t ever call me that,” Mastermind hissed.
“Alright, Massive Mind, I’ll be going,” Omen left through the door before Mastermind could reply.
He chuckled to himself, his heart racing as he glided across the magma and aimed for his den. However, in mid-flight, everything came to a halt when 3 dragons flew above one, one of which’s eye glistened with a silver teardrop. Omen heated up as he watched the teardrop dragon land beside him,
“Quicklearner, where did you three go?”
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