The TechieWings Winglets 1: Traitor

The TechieWings ProjectNext Winglet: Inventor
= The Story =
You could believe you have planned out your entire life. Yet I didn't. I have a plethora of knowledge. My creator, Steam, let a monster lead the GameWings, which is becoming a cult; this may be dangerous for the AppWings... You know, unlike those three, who serve as the major heroes in their stories, I came here to share my tale. This is my narrative, and here is the icy, unforgiving reality of Lamb's tale.
8 years ago
=== My Hatching ===
I saw nothing but darkness. I started clawing the prison which held me. Soon it started to give away. I gasped taking my first breath of air. A sudden roared entered my ears which hurt a lot. There was voices. both male i was sure. A soft voice spoked to me and instantly i knew he was my creator. His tone was clear and silky. “Hello Portal” he said softly staring at me. Then Suddly i saw images; I did not know what they meant back then. 
"Finally, it hatched," a new voice said. I followed the sound till I came upon a it. A few feet away. stood a black dragon. The visions flash before my eyes: blood; an ice white dragon slaughtering a deep blue dragon with stars. What is this power I possess?
Just looking at this dragon made me uncomfortable.
I crept out, blinking a few times as I basked in the crimson moonlight. That was breathtaking! I was certain I'd never forget that night. I returned my gaze to the first dragon who speak: he was blue, with gears for ears. The other was pitch Black.
"So, what game is this based on?" said the black dragon. He lowered his head to mine. I backed away. "She is based on Portal," the blue dragon continued, looking at me, his voice soothing and lovely. "Hello, Portal," whispered the blue dragon quietly. That was my name, yet the sights in my head continued till the wirebreak.
=== 3 years later ===
Life as a Gamewing was dreadful, to say the least. I was around three years old at the time. I was one of the frist Techiwing who began as an egg. I was made by Steam. I loved witnessing new Techiewings being developed right in front of my eyes. Anyway, a new Techiewing is being made today! Their name is Rain World. I have no clue what they will look like!
I hid in the vents because I had portal powers! I watched as Steam grabbed the Slate, which he used to create GameWings. He pushed something on it, and it lit up in azure blue. I turned my gaze to the center of the room, where the shape of a dragon was forming. I grin as the dragon solidifies into a fully formed, living thing. They were green and fluffy, with solid black eyes and an unusually long, thin tongue. Steam was doing something more with them that I couldn't see, and then he walked away, pleased of his new GameWing. I grin. This tech was fantastic. 
I teleported away using my power. Days later, the visions in my brain were growing worse and worse as it raged. Visions of Lamb beaming, his voice loud and cold. Visions of me being pinned down by Lamb, with blood dripping from my neck. I sighed as I approached the TechieWing Meeting Hub. My mind whirled with questions: Why was I pinned by Lamb? What was he smiling about? I wiped my brow; for some reason, the picture of Roblox fighting Taiga loomed large in my mind, like if it were destiny.
What was this new terror I was experiencing? Was it dread of death? Something or someone struck me. Is Lamb up to something? I pondered. My head trembled. He would not. I closed my eyes. There was nothing except death and blood. What were the images trying to tell me? What was it?! To distract myself, I went to the Cryptic Jungle in search of the freshly created Rain World.
However, I soon got tired and landed by one of the beaches closest to the Volcano some TechieWing lives in. A red dragon zoomed hight above me, flying in the direction of the volcano. I think I saw him in my visions attacking Roblox. I'm pretty sure he died, or going to die, or something killed him. Visions confuse me a lot between what's a vision and what's real life.
"You're a long way from home, Portal," a chilly voice spooked in my head. When I turned around, I saw him. "Hello, Lamb," I said. Of course I must, my thoughts said. I was surprised that my thoughts stated that. Perhaps he can be trusted. It was just my mind playing tricks on me. Right?
At home, I sat on my bed with paper around me. I need to find out what my foresight was telling me. I soon wrote down a heck of a lot of information. I stared at the paper with drawings of the plans Lamb would do. One word pops into my head: break-in.
=== meeting my best friend, Issac. ===
I planned for weeks, refining my strategy. I predicted that my fellow GameWings would form a cult-like community. I did this to save you from a pure evil, heartless dragon, my fellow GameWings! I had a clever plan: portal into Lamp's home and steal something to prove he was bad! I blasted blue at the floor of my house and at the sky with my fire. It flew about till it landed in Lamb's front yard. I leapt through it only to discover a GameWing staring me down. I locked my gaze on him. "Who are you?" he inquired. "My name is Portal," I introduced myself.
"Would you like to play with me?" He inquired. Play? But I'm just approximately three years old! He was like two years older than me! "Please?" He pleaded with me. "Ok," I responded.
To be honest, it was enjoyable playing with him; he like art (and will enjoy it even more if he meets Scratch; oh, that AppWIng likes to come up with ideas, sketch, and chat a lot). (I wish I could have introduced him to her before the Snake Pit incident.) I created a little clay bird. "That's great," he remarked. "Thank you," I said. He showed his clay work. I couldn’t quite tell what it was. “It’s a shark!” he said puffing his chest. An ackwerd silence filled the base between us. 
"Lamb is wonderful," he commented. I fixed my gaze on him. "I don't believe he is. I mean, the GameWing appears to be a cult-like society "I replied. 
"But it isn't! It's fantastic!" He stated. "Lamb is fantastic; he's our Taiga!" 
I took a step back. "I'm not sure," I said. 
Tears began swelling in his eyes, and I realized he was about to cry. I hugged him because I felt sorry for him. ANd maybe he was because....friendly to me. I felt my fears melt away as I hugged him still.
I spent several days playing with Isaac and we had a great time! He enchanted a ring that allowed me to teleport directly to him. With all of this fun I’d totally forget to prove that Lamb was evil! I felt so foolish. So I decided in two nights i would sneak into Issac’s home using the ring he gave me. I would have just teleported in there my self, but I’d never seen it before. 
=== Break-in ===
A waxing crescent hung low in the night sky, and a cold breeze slapped my face. It made me shiver. I removed a small bottle of sleeping gas (which I got from Clips & Files) that was tucked safely in my sling. Then I flew carefully to the air vents, trying not to flap too loudly. I pressed my ear to the vents, satisfied that they were on. I carefully uncorked the bottle and then quickly backed away as the purple cloud was consumed in the vents. I had waited for like five minutes, sure that the gas had taken place. I took a deep breath and put on the ring; instantly, I was teleported into Isaac's room. Before glancing around, I had to put a wet rag over my face in case there was still sleeping gas. Clips also told me that I can’t create portals or the entire house might explode. I don’t quite believe that, but I did it anyway to be safe. 
I took care not to scrape the tiles with my talons as I cautiously proceeded down the corridor. Then I recognized Steam's workroom, which was deserted. I looked around, trying to think where a dragon would hide a slate. It took me half an hour. There I saw on the desk, covered halfway with a piece of paper, the Steam Slate. I picked it up and looked all over it to find a power button. I found it (it was on the right side of it). I turned it on. It lit up with a soft blue. The word on the screen said this: "Pick a game for the process to start." I stared at it. Maybe I should...make a dragonet, then I will raise it outside of the town, as in the AppWIng town. Well, I had time to think about it because it was still on a week and a half cool-down. I tucked the slate in my sling, making sure it was secure. I pictured my house, then shot blue fire at the floor and the other color at the door. I realized it was a lie about the whole gas thing. I jumped in. I closing  the portals quickly. I collapse on my bed, sighing in relief. 
Soon, I looked through the lists of games. Man, a lot of them are GameWings now. Suddenly, I came upon a game. It was Minecraft, but it was a choose your own adventure game. I played it for hours and hours. 
=== Caught ===
I woke up startled as an horn was blown. Because I had been playing all night, my eyelids had dropped heavily. But I quickly hid the steam slate under some rotting boards beneath my bed. It was the horn that an Appwing was close, but who? I stood up, splashed water on my face, and stepped outside, shielding my eyes from the harsh sunlight. I moved toward the sound. Where a cluster of Gamewings had gathered. I heard a number of whispers, but none of them revealed anything about what was going on. I saw FNAF Funtime. He looks to be nice; maybe I can be friends with him. I needed to get some coffee to make sure I wouldn't fall asleep in the middle of the meeting. 
I went back in and made some coffee and took slow sips. I screamed as Funtime abruptly popped through my house's roof. He wasn't too surprised by my reaction. "What are you doing?" I said, startled. Taking huge gulps of air from the fright. He looked down at the floor at my fresh spilled coffee. "You’re going to want to clean that." He said. I quickly cleaned the mess up and stared back at him. He was on my bed now, all laid out, with wires sliding here and there. "I wanted to know, why were you in Isaac’s house?" He said it casually. I was happy he didn’t say lambs, but I was more scared of how much he saw. "What do you mean?" I was trying to stay calm. He stared at me. His gaze stared into my bones. There was a glint in his eyes, but I couldn’t quite tell what it was. Suddently he lifted one of his wires, revealing the Steam slate. I gasped desperately, trying to snatch it, but he held it out of my reach. Then he chuckled and slid the slate into my claws.
“Oh relax, i won’t tell.” 
=== Tension ===
You know when I said I thought of Isaac as my best friend? Well, I have a crush on him. I still have the slate on which I came up with a plan: to make not one, but two GameWings. Funtime told me it’s probably best to make them in App Town because, according to him, Steam gets a notification if someone’s using them. He also told me to visit Clock because I’d definitely need help making a Techiwing and Clock helps Steam design his. I decided that night that I would leave because tension was rising in Gamewing, so I stole the slate. I flew in the direction of the AppWIng town. I flew over a desert, a few trees, a prairie, and grassland. Thankfully, after a long, painful, and tiring flight, I could see the Appwing town And one of them saw me. She waved at me. At first, I was terrified because I wasn't sure if they would be friendly or not. I looked at her. she had an creamy orange base with a white underbelly and lime-green eyes. I tilted my wings and slowly circled my way to her. She looks really friendly. 
"Hello there!" she exclaimed. 
"H-hi," I whispered loudly.
She appeared to be two years old, not much older than Isaac and me. Her horns resembled a Icewing or NightWIng's horns. 
"HI! MY NAME IS SCRATCH! WHATS YOUR NAME!" She said, with excitement. She started bouncing around me making me a bit alarmed.
she was full of energy. but I liked how she didn’t seem to care that I was a Gamewing. Or she didn’t realize yet.
”i-I’m Portal.” I said carefully.
"Hey, your a Gamewing! cool!" she said, still bouncing and leaning in closer.
”what do you eat? Do you live in the dirt? Wkipedia says you do.” She asks.
"I don’t live in dirt. We live in homes," I answered Scratch.
she kept throwing a butch of questions at me. And every time I tried to open my month she kept asking questions. 
"Do you eat each-"
"Scratch!  "Give the poor dragon a break; can’t you see she’s exhausted?"
"Sorry!-Clock, I was just so excited,"
I looked at the new voice. A copper dragon with darker gray scales stepped out of the shadows. They looked metal like Funtime, but a bit more dragonlike. Instead of wings, they had these weird points on their back and gears (which remind me of Steam) and also a club on their tail.
"it's fine, she is just chatting" I said.
“Your Portal aren’t you?” Clock asked,
I was surprised that they already knew my name. It made me actually bit suspicious. How would they know who i was? I was sure i haven't actually been here yet, 
"ah yes, I remember Steam designing and planning you.” He said calmly. 
"How?" I said, getting suspicious of Clock 
“well'--” Clock started, 
“You should come to me treehouse! It’s really cool,” Sractch suddenly said. 
”that sounds great .” I replied. Relived of the change of subject. 
I followed Scratch. We didn’t fly since i was too tired. on the way she told me about some of the others Appwings. 
”Tagia is our leader- he's really kind and sweet. Camera is our Newsletter and is a bit snoopy... Oh! And theirs Playstore, she’s an animus and likes to bring other dragons and make friends with everyone." 
we approached the tree. 
"WOW!" I said, the treehouse was a huge tree with houses in the tree itself. It was a very big cedar tree which loomed high above me. 
”its cool isn’t it? I grew the tree my self!” She said proudly. 
I was puzzled of ‘grew it myself’ the tree looked way older than she was. 
”oh you much be wondering what i mean,” She asked me. 
"yes..." I said, slowly. 
"I HELPED IT GROW!" She said. I wa still puzzled. 
she gustered me to a small plant. It was a very small tulip without any flower and just a single leaf. She crouch down to the plant and stared at it as if communicating with her. Then the plant started growing before my eyes. I’d never seen something like that! It grew than spouted a beautiful purple flower. 
I gasped “how did you do that?!” 
”leafspeak” she replied. Like it was simple 
We climbed into her house. Clock arrived a few minutes later. They brought a warmed up blanket and some tea. 
We shared the tea together, and I curled up in a nest next to hers, wrapping the blanket over myself. It was lovely and toasty, making me sluggish and sleepy. 
Should I trust her with a secret? I thought. Yes, she seems to be kind and maybe she will.
=== Purtha ===
The town of AppWIng was large, life is better than Ludus. Scratch and I made a connection. I've been visiting Isaac every couple of days now, always playing with him and making sure he didn’t get lonely. (We had to do it in secret) Clock help me stay hidden when I went to play with Issac. They gave me a necklace. It was a simple leather with an owl talon with this enchantment: when the wearer puts this necklace on, he or she will be invisible to all Gamwings and Appwings and won’t feel, or hear, the wearer.
The State was nearly done with its cool-down. I became better at clay sculpting. I found a setting on the state that allows not one Gamewing monthly but two. 
"Srcatch, I have to tell you something..." I said. 
It took an hour for the whole explaining thing due to Scratch asking like 23 questions every 12 min. But Srcatch agreed to tho. 
Today, Scratch said I should meet Taiga. I was kind of nervous back then. She had walked me down the cobblestone street. I tried my best to dodge everyone trying to keep the key low. I tripped on a dragon falling over with a thud. But the dragon didn’t seem to feel it. Scratch was getting far ahead, and I wondered if she didn’t release I’d Falange behind. I slapped myself remembering that she couldn’t see or feel me. We past Minecraft’s home, Googles Library, and Clock Tower, who was standing by the door. Instantly I remembered that I had forgotten to ask him to help me make a Dragon. Sure I got sculpting down, but I was sure that other little details needed to be made for I didn’t want my dragonets have a mistake. (why did I forget to make a third one back then?! I mean why did I beg for Taiga to make Half-Life for me??!) Like their wings and scales. For the genders, one is a girl and the other is a boy. 
Taiga was in the techie-wing meeting hub. I gasp. A dragon that looked like ice stood before me. He was light gray with hints of blue and turquoise in his scales, and his eyes were greenish-gray He was turned around talking to another dragon. Similar to the first but more light blue with black. That dragon look similar… but I couldn’t put my talon on it. On his left close to him with their tail twisted to his. A pink and green dragon stood next to him. Then I guessed it was an Appwing. But it was Vine, his wife. Scratch asked if they could be alone, and Taiga slowly nodded flicking them away with his tail. Scratch left had left too, leaving Taiga utterly confused. He open his mouth to say something but she quickly interrupted before he could. She just told him to wait here. I looked around making sure it was just him and me. With a deep breath slowly, I took the necklace off. Taiga's eyes widen in shock as I dropped it on the ground carefully. 
this wasn’t when I thought this: why was he shocked? He wasn’t surprised that I just Suddenly appeared but completely shocked that I had it. Didn’t’ he creates the Necklace for me? 
"Who are you....gamewing" he hissed. puffs of ice came from his nose. He scraped his rigid claws against the floor creating marks. His tail which was spiked thumped the floor and I never had realized(besides the Wirebreak) how…how powerful he was. 
I held out my talons and loosen my muscles trying to make myself look harmless. 
"I come in peace of hoping that you'll...let me live with your creations," I said trying to keep my head high despite the terror that was rising in my bones. My head was suddenly hurting like heck. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and my mouth hung loose as a voice spoke. It wasn’t mine I was sure.
"Something is coming, 
More dangerous than a viper.
Something is coming,
More lethal than it's bite.
Something is coming,
Prepare to face the fangs of war.
The shadow lurking behind the door
Isn't your friend anymore.
The light you hold within
Shall shine the truth of the god's sin.
One will be curious to stand against the bleating cries.
One will be kind to fight against it's glowing eyes.
One will be bold to lead against your demise.
Something is coming,
And with it, the TechieWings fall." 
I collapsed I’d remembered Taiga’s worried face peering down at me as my mind slipped into darkness. 
=== Nightmare ===
At first, I thought it was a vision, but then I saw a 9-year-old dragonet who looked to be made out of darkness and goo. I tried to lift my legs. But they didn’t move. Looking down I realized my feet were merged with the ground. I couldn't move at all. The dragonet opened its mouth revealing darkness. Then black goo starts flowing out of its mouth. I scream beating my wings in useless effort. It laughed and more goo spluttered out. For its laugh was frightening. It echoed off the walls(even though there weren’t any) and echoed in my mind. It starts to walk towards me. Blood ripped through its body and dark tentacles warped itself. It was so close to me that I could smell its foul breath. Then it plunged something into my chest. I gasped, it felt so real. I could feel my ribs snapping and then darkness start filling me. Oh, it felt horrible, it fills every space in my body. Then it crawled into my head and spilled out of my mouth and eyes. The dragonet whispered slightly in my ear; 
"you're in my world, not your world," it said, its voice was glitching and loud and high all that the same time. 
"Who are you...?" I wept. 
"I am the infector of dreams. The darkness that lurks in every corner and the sky.” It hissed, its tentacles wrapped itself around my neck. "you shall join me soon, Portal." 
The dragonet stabbed me in the chest, black goo started to spread on my body as it grins. my blood turned into black gooey stuff, my body was changing. I screamed as my chest opened up with a loud crack. my rib stuck out as my colors turned into dark blue. My eyes changed into pure black with my pupils becoming red. I was shaking in pain and terror and fear. my vision become flurry and I was panting hard(don't know if I still have lungs or not when I am in this form). 
Suddenly, a grey-ice-colored dragon came out of nowhere and dragged me away. the world around me dimmed that brighten 
=== Demon in the Mist ===
I snapped awake. Panting hard. My heart was pumping hard like it was going to burst. Remnants of the dream lingered in my head. But I could grasp any of it and soon I couldn’t remember. I was panting hard. "Portal?" said an AppWing. I looked around trying to think where I was. Like lighting, I’d remembered where I was. I was in the Meeting Hub with Taiga. I saw Scratch, Vine(Tiaga’s wife), and Taiga standing over me. 
My head felt dizzy and ached. A gentle voice spoke to me. "Portal?" said Vine. Her eyes were bright and held kindness, there was joy, love, laughter, trust, and passion in those eyes. I could see why Taiga loved her. 
I tried my best and sample my way back into a standing position despite my head spinning like crazy. 
”Lady Vine I’m terribly sorry,” I said which I felt foolish. She simply put a talon in front of me which was razor sharp. 
“No need for that,” she smiled.” I want to know what was that you said?” 
“I-“I paused thinking what did I say? That wasn’t me. Taiga sighed. He looked deeply troubled. 
"I don't remember. But the dream, I think, I think this dragon who looked to be--" I said. Could it be? Was it Rush's twin sister, Mixel? It was really hard to tell since the dragon was pretty much consumed. I shook my head, I wasn’t sure anymore. 
“It sounded like a prophecy.” Said Tiaga, He walked to me and stared into my eyes.” I know you remember what you said. It lingers in your mind until it happens.” I nodded. She said I could stay. Which was relieving, It was a hard night afterward. I had more nightmares and nightmares from that strange dragonet. So I decided to sleep in Clocks home. They were good at calming me down and stuff. 
=== New life ===
Despite the dreams. I finish the clay dragons of my two dragonets. It was time to use the State. So I decided I would tell Clock, I would have asked Tiaga but I fear that would get me banned. He was angry at me for stealing it. But he still helped me. First, he had me write everything down on paper, size, color, scales pattern, height, male or female, personality… claws, and talons I didn’t know how many things it needed! After two hours of planning and rewriting, I was ready. He asked me if I was going to use clay for the enchantment. I’d didn’t think of that, Taiga had always used different ores and gems for each dragon. But Steam seemed to always make it out of air. I’m sure making dragons off of air was way harder. So I decided to add a few things to the clay dragons. I painted them with colors. So I went to visit X Paint and brought some art-italic paint. I took my time painting them. Trying my best not to mess up. I took hours and hours and when I was done my claws were covered in paint and paint was spilled everywhere. I didn’t realize what a mess I made and Clock would Definitely be mad. Yup, he was definitely mad, he told me after this is all done I’ll be replacing some of his floorboards because that type of paint was impossible to remove. 
Scratch, on the other hand, replaced them with broads from some trees she found dead. And Clock got mad again, but at her instead. I was walking out of the room in which CLock and Scratch were hissing at each other. But I didn’t pay attention, I was focusing on creating the dragonets, after a stressful 30 minutes, two tiny dragonets were laying on the ground. They were curled with each other peacefully snoozing. One of the blinked open their eyes. It was brighter lime-green scales than I expected. It tried standing up, falling multiple times. But finally, on wobbly legs. It walked to me landing on my nose with an “oof”. I laughed, picking him up and examining him. He placed his tiny claws on my nose and a Tear of joy rolled down my chin. Was this how mothers felt? Overjoyed with happiness? “Hello Terraria,” I said softly. I gently placed the dragonet on the ground. Which scampered towards their sibling. It poked the other dragonet which didn’t respond. I was terrified that the dragonet was dead. It poked it again, but still nothing. Then it backed up a bit and pounced on the dragonet. Causing the sleeping one to squeak angrily. I was relieved. They started chasing each other when the Green with brown one bumped into my tail. “Good morning StoryMode,” I said gently. 
As I pick the two dragonets up. They were still play fighting. I knocked on the door of the room. I opened the door slowly and it was quiet. Clock stood there, looking at my perfect dragonets. Scratch peeked over Clock's head and a big grin slowly came across her face. 
"You did it..." Scratch said staring at them in awe. 
she hugged the dragonets which they squeaked in protest. 
”oh you're so cute! Great Tiaga! You’re so tiny!” She said with Glee. 
after a few minutes of Hugging and everything. I left Storymode in Sractch and Clock’s care. I took Terraria to Ludus. He was small enough that I could easily tuck him in my arms. I wanted to show Issac him. Plus I haven’t seen him in a while. He was asleep during the flight which I found relieving. Soon I arrived in the Cryptic Jungle. Then about half an hour, Ludus came into view. I tucked my wings spiraling into the clump of trees where Issac and I always met. He wasn’t there, and I was disappointed. I turned around and started walking. It felt like a stone just dropped in my stomach. The ground beneath Suddenly felt cold despite the sun shining. A few dragon lengths away there stood a stone-like dragon. 
Terraria suddenly chipped, breaking my trance. I looked down at him. His eyes were wide like the moon at night. They look big compared to his frame. I cooed and made soft chirping noises. Then I looked back where the stature was and it was gone. Was that a vision I just saw? I looked back at the clearing. No stone dragon. Only the trees and nature were there. Its long shadows cast on the ground. I heard some bushes rustling and instinctually I hid Terra hovering over him protectively. A gray snout slithered out of the bush. Then a head, legs, and a body. It was Issac, he jumped on a fallen log and nestled down staring into space. I took off the necklace and immediately his eyes showed with excitement but then clouded with confusion when his eyes laid on the tiny dragonet I was holding. “Wha-what is that?” He said. I held the dragonet up. And said proudly; 
“I made him with the Steam slate.” He hissed at me. I was quite surprised. “You’re the traitor? The one who took our most valuable object. The only source of creating new life? The one LIKE ALL THE GAMWINGS ARE OUT TO KILL AND TAKE REVENGE!?!” He yelled at me with bitterness. He was puffing and tears were running down his face. He swiped his tears and stared at them and then stared at me. A shadow cast across his face. “Sorry about this…” he whispered ever so slightly. I was confused and hurt. Suddenly his tears transformed into binds which with the speed of a viper they clamped on my snout and wings. I dropped Terra which he sneaked. Why was he doing this?! I thought we were friends. Terra ran into the jungle away from the scene. He transferred more tears so that I couldn’t move and a net was scatted on me which was quite heavy. “DAD! I CAUGHT THE TRAITOR!” Screamed Issac. After a few minutes, Lamb slithered out of the bushes quite annoyed. His face sighted me and he grin evilly. “Good job son, I suspected it was Portal. After he left when the Slate went missing. Too bad that stupid piece of scrap got hurt for no reason.” He said casually. He hurt who? Lamb wouldn’t hurt the other Gamwings because of me, right?
I saw a green head poked out of the brushes. Terra was hurt, his right wing was ripped a bit. Suddenly a blur rush by. A creamy orange dragon stood by the net. She slashed the net, dropping me. It was Scratch. "YOU LEAVE PORTAL BE, LAMB!" Yelled Scratch. I tried to claw the binding on my snout. But I couldn’t. Apparently, it was steel, which was firmly clamped on. Another dragon jumped out of the shadows, teeth bared. It was a blue dragon. Looked to be female. Strong, bigger than Lamb by 2 inches. Everyone was silent at the unexpected dragon. “This is none of your concern, Aperture Tag,” Lamb said Standing his ground. The blue dragon called Aperture Tag spoke in an angry tone. “Everyone calls you our Taiga. But truly you are not. You’re not even our rightful leader. You’re not even a good leader. You hurt Funtime for what? Assuming that they helped the traitor?” She slashed at the bindings. 
Lamb looked furious, “you have no right to speak to me like that,” he spat. Aperture tag just mocked him, 
oh I'm sorry my liege. Did I break the rules? Are you going to have your so-called ‘son’ turn me into stone” she sneered in mockery. 
"or I am another failure like those who realized the truth?" she hissed at Lamb, her face full of anger and fieriness. I slowly started to pick Terra up and backed up into the shadows. I needed to get away from the tension. Tears were streaming down my cheeks because couldn’t believe Issac betrayed me. That day I lost my best friend. 
=== Anger in the Mist ===
As I make a run for it, I ran past Rain World. “Hey! I’m...hunting here! Don’t you know...there's predators here?” They snapped in their own, slow way. 
“Sorry Rain World, I'm kinda in a hurr-“ I started to say when a third voice interrupted. 
”?ǝɹǝɥʇ noʎ ʇɐɥʇ lɐʇɹoԀ“ Said a very glitchy voice. I looked up shocked. It was Funtime but he looked so…so awful. ”,ʞɹoʍ ʇǝuoɓɐɹp ɐ ɓuᴉʇɐǝɹɔ pᴉᗡ“ he said with curiosity, i think it was curiosity. Rain World fiddled with their claws before quickly moving over to Funtime like liquid. “Funtime...did your voice box...break again?" they said, with a voice that was quiet yet afraid. His parts were broken and he was missing an eye. He took a messy dragon form which was also like a pile of wires. Did Lamb really do this? Terra looked into Rain World's eyes. He was so confused why Funtime was hurt. A fourth voice spokes which was right beside me, 
It was Rush, Mixel's twin sister, “can you Guys help me, I can’t find my sister Mixel and she’s been missing for a week.” 
"Hi," I said. 
"Oh, hi, Portal" Rush said. You see, Rush and Mixel(who shared the same egg) were stolen by Lamb. Rush became beloved for her love, her love for action and idea of kindness to others. Though, I was wondering what if Mixel had gone rogue. 
"I don't know where Mixel is." I said, "I can't stay here. Funtime, follow me" 
Hours later, I turned around, guiding poor Funtime into Ludus under the cover of night. Terra was sleeping in a makeshift sling I made.There, l saw Stream's Hive. I hesitated, it was risky returning back to Ludus again. Maybe I should just go I thought. No. Funtime need repairs and the only best medic/engineer I knew was PlayStation.I had to push Funtime behind bushes, which wasn’t easy since he was bigger than I and he was in an awkward shape. It took a while, but we made it. I shoved Funtime once the coast was clear. He didn’t really help. “He!1o wh@t Y0ur n@Me?-hello hello!” Funtime called out/ I placed my talon across his snout trying to keep quiet. His body shuddered and his eyes closed, his body went limp. This was not a good time. A wingless dragon heard it and found us. 
"who--" he said before jumping. "Portal? Why are you here again?" He was wearing googles like Stream. I cleared by throat and tried to slow the beating of my heart. A small voice said in my mind they’ll turn against you like Issac. He stopped and saw Funtime. He breathed out "oh no...Lamb" they groaned. “I thought he was kidding-He said he was just going to pry information out him, i didn’t think he’d—“ he gave Funtime’s broken body a sad look and turned to me. "I can try and help him" He said. He took Funtime's body and pick it up over his back. Playstation was strong, I realized. Well it was sorta a drag carry since Funtimes body was a lump of wires. We walked in silence until We entered his workshop. 
He clapped his claws together and the lights came on. He placed Funtime’s ruined body on an alighted raised platform. PlayStation hooked Funtime up causing the metal dragon’s body to Humm. He pulled a screeen closer to him with a flick of his claws. It was a blueprint of Funtime but 3-D. "I can recreate his body, anew and stronger. Meaning, he won't get hurt like this easier" he said. His eyes drifted away from the screen and landed on the sleeping dragon in my sling “What. Is that?” He pointed to the sleeping Terra. 
"Oh...um I may have stolenyourdad'sstateandmadetwodragons" I said. He blinked. "oh" he said. The tiny dragonet woke up and yawned. He turned back to the screen. Funtime was awake now, weakly groaning in pain. Playstation tapped on the screen. The injured GameWing let out a cry 
= Fact on the story as a whole =
* Mixel's dream power can also be used to go back in time to tease someone. This is first seen in the chapter 'Nightmare' after Portal blacked out and found herself in Mixel's dreamscape. Mixel used her magic to 'upgrade' her dream power to haunt anyone and at anytime.
* when Mixel says 'you're in my world, not your world' that line is from Friends on the other Side song
* Portal given her prophecy to Taiga, thus foreshadowing something
* In Nightmare, Portal is semi-infected, meaning she has a dark side called Demon Portal, the evil alter eon of Portal. However, it will not come out until the GameWings Legend.
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