Wars, Bloodshed, and Death

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=== Blurb ===
The war between the Tribes raged on and on. Countless innocent dragons died because of it. Dragonets below the age of five with their mothers and elders over the age of one hundred and fifty are allowed to stay at home and rest, dragonets from age five to seven are ordered to build and invent weapons and train for fighting, and the rest of the dragons are supposed to fight and train the dragonets.
But a prophecy had been foretold. Five dragonets have been born. Five hybrids. Cursed. Their parents all died on the same day they were born. They will help the Tribes find their similarities and build friendships. But the sun and the moons disappeared three years after the wars began, and the five dragonets also have to seek out the truth behind the sun and moons, and may even die doing so. But will the succeed and bring back the light for everyone, or perish on their way?
(Incomplete)
=== Allegiances ===
==== MudWings + SandWings ====
Queen: Swamp/MudWing
King: Drought/SandWing
==== SkyWings + HiveWings ====
Queen: Beetle/HiveWing
King: Fire/SkyWing
==== SilkWings + IceWings ====
Queen: Indigo/SilkWing
King: Sleet/IceWing
==== NightWings + SeaWings ====
Queen: Seashell/SeaWing
King: Galaxy/NightWing
==== RainWings + LeafWings ====
Queen: Petal/RainWing
King: Bramble/LeafWing
=== Dragonets ===
MudWing-LeafWing hybrid: Marshy
SkyWing-LeafWing hybrid: Cloud
HiveWing-SeaWing hybrid: Stinger
NightWing-IceWing hybrid: Skyshade
RainWing-SilkWing hybrid: Crescent
=== The Prophecy ===
A war full of countless death
Where dragons gasp their final breath
The war seems to rage on and on
And slaves are treated like useless pawns
Hope isn't gone
The dragonets will be born at dawn
With ten deaths yet ten tribes within
The defeat of death will began
Their shells all crack at the same time, day, age
In the middle of the bloody wars rafe
With the power of equality and loyalty
They'll turn the hearts of even royalty
While they seek the light of the sun and moon
The brightness they seek is hidden in the womb (Like the womb of a mountain not like the womb of a mother, of course it can be whatever you like)
While death will grip on all their souls
The dragonets must not give up their goals
While the birth of light may come once more
Their fate is sealed after their first roar
|-|Prologue=
A young bright orange and yellow dragon looked out onto the battlefield where fire was clashing with ice and howls of agony and fury rang through the air.
"Why does it have to be like this?" she muttered sadly, flapping her wings to get even higher into the sky.
A pale blue dragon with piercing dark blue eyes suddenly lunged straight at her. She blasted fire toward him, but he dodged the blow and the fire hit his right wingtip instead. She felt frostbreat bubbling inside him, and dodged the freezing snow in time. She felt his claws digging into her shoulders and she clawed at his underbelly, furious, as blood flowed out. She ripped his underbelly open and dark blue blood flowed out. The dragon howled as he plummeted toward the ground.
But just then, another IceWing flew up and blasted her with frostbreath. She ducked, but the frostbreath hit her tail and wingtips, and she shriked as she plummeted down with the IceWing she just killed. She flapped her wings desperately, and it slowed her down.
"Scarlett!" she managed to gasp to her fighting sibling.
Scarlett spotted her and abandoned her fight with two IceWings at once. She flew down and supported her until she can fly by herself again.
"Torch," Scarlett gasped out. "Are you okay?"
Torch got her balance and flapped above the battlefield with her sister.
"I'm okay," she replied. "How bout you?"
"You should be more careful," her older sister scolded her.
Torch grinned. "No one speaks to the Queen like that," she teased.
"I could beat you at any --" Scarlett started, but broke off as she spotted a dark blue and a silver shapes flying toward them.
In an instant, Scarlett was carried off, fighting back desperately. Scarlett tried to fly after them, but the ice on her wingtips and tailtip slowed her down.
"No!" she yelled. "Scarlett!"
"Get away, Torch," Scarlett called back. "Be safe!"
Torch watched helplessly as the two IceWings carried her away. Soon, the three shapes -- a dark blue, a silver, and a red -- disappeared into the distance.
"No," she whimpered. "Scarlett . . ."
Torch knew she couldn't wait for her sister to come back. There was a battle to be won. She regained her strength and turned to an IceWing. She slashed her claws aginst him and dark blue blood poured out. He roared and blasted frostbreath at another SkyWing -- Ember -- and it struck him straight on his hind legs. Ember shot fire back at the IceWing as he fell down to the ground. Torch stopped herself from thinking about the horrifying deaths and forced her to continue fighting the IceWing.
He slashed his claws on her underbelly and she dodged the blow while blasting fire at his wings and clawing at his forehead. She spotted a not-completely-healed-yet scar across his underbelly and she clawed at that scar, causing blood to flow out. The IceWing gave her one last blow across her head and flapped off clumsily.
The blow sent her flying straight across the sky and went crashing into the forest. She landed in a deep pond, so she wasn't dead yet. She couldn't abandon the fight, but also couldn't continue fighting at such a state, so she washed her wounds, forced herself to eat a papaya and some blueberries for energy, and went back to the battlefield.
She sent a blow to the first IceWing she saw which sent him tumbling across the battlefield. Ember, she thought. I won't forget you. She then blasted fire at another. Scarlett. I'm here, don't worry. The other IceWing's wings got on fire and he tumbled to the ground, yelling "Help! My wings are on fire! Give me water!" Scarlett dived near the ground and slashed open an IceWing's underbelly, but got herself another wound on her right forearm. But then, she heard someone yell, "IceWings, retreat!" and looked up and saw the IceWings' King, King Sleet, flying back to the Ice Kingdom with the IceWings flapping after him.
"Victory!" Torch yelled and the remaining SkyWings cheered with her.
This time, victory is ours, stupid IceWings, she thought, letting herself the smallest of smiles. Just wait. Just wait until my Tribe wipes out each and every one of you.
|-|Chapter 1=
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