Pyrrhiabound

Welcome to the Pyrrhiabound (WOF X Mother) AU! Be cool and go ask the characters questions here!
==Prologue ==
WHAT DO I DO WITH THE PROLOGUE DO I DO SOMETHING WITH MOONSPLITTER OR BEGINNINGS HELP
==Chapter 1==
Trench awoke to a deafening boom. He was curled up in a large, makeshift bunkhouse, his sister, Salina asleep under his wing. The moonlight shined down onto his brown scales through the opening in the top of the bunkhouse. Trench sat up and crawled out of the bunkhouse, surveying the landscape around him. As always, he was on the outskirts of both the Sky Kingdom and Mud Kingdom, his bunkhouse next to a makeshift hut made by Brightsting and his family. Trench craned his neck towards the Mud Kingdom, a large beacon of smoke billowing upward towards the endless, inky black sky.
Looking back at the hut his neighboring Sandwing friend lived in, Trench noticed the torch usually placed outside the doorway was gone. Was Brightsting out exploring? Perhaps he had went to check the beacon of smoke. Trench crouched down and leapt into the air, beating his bulky wings. He shot off through the sky, surveying the Mud Kingdom below him. Near the Diamond Spray Delta, a large crater had formed, a few Mudwings guarding the burning meteor within it, and a dusty tan Sandwing trying to get through. Trench angled his wings and soared down to the dusty tan Sandwing, nearly being struck by his tail barb, his tail lashing in anger.
"You have to let me through! This is NOT fair!" The Sandwing growled to the Mudwings guarding him from getting any closer to the crater. The Sandwing looked back at Trench and perked up, spreading his wings. He exclaimed, "Trench!"
"Hello, Brightsting," Trench smiled, throwing his wings around his friend. Brightsting twined his tail around Trench's.
"I assume you're here to see the star?" Brightsting asked, spreading one of his wings towards the meteor.
Trench shook his head, "Star? Brightsting, that's a meteor."
"Well, sorry," Brightsting scoffed, rolling his eyes, "it looked like a star to me. Maybe not to you, but to me, it does!"
Trench turned his head towards the stars dotting the night sky. He shook his head, "We should probably head back, before anyone finds us gone."
"Maybe you need to, but I'm staying right here until they let me through!" Brightsting turned back to the Mudwings, and began trying to get through once again. Trench shook his head at his friend, and took to the night sky once again.
==Chapter 2 ==
Trench awoke once again in his bunkhouse, Brightsting standing outside of it and yelling at the top of his lungs. Trench let out an annoyed sigh. Doesn't he have anything better to do other than screaming at a bunch of dragons in the middle of the night?
"TRENCH! GET OUT HERE, IMMEDIATELY! IT'S IMPORTANT!" Brightsting called out. Trench poked his head out of the bunkhouse, smoke billowing from his nostrils. He glared at Brightsting for a single second, then hoisted himself up so his wings, chest, and arms were able to be seen. He rested an arm on his bunkhouse, clicking his talons against the hardened mud and bark.
"What could possibly be so important that you just HAD to wake me up in the middle of the night?!" He snarled, his voice cold and slithering with anger.
"Dingo's gone missing! You have to help me find him!" Brightsting cried, tapping his talons together anxiously.
"Why do I need to help you find him after you woke me up in the middle of the night." Trench huffed angrily. He went to slink back into his bunkhouse, grumbling about Brightsting's annoyingly high level of incompetence, especially when it comes to Dingo, his brother.
"Wait! I'm sorry I woke you up at this time, but I need your help!" Brightsting held out his talons, beckoning for him to stay.
Trench hesitated, then turned back to Brightsting, "Fine. Let's go check near the meteor."
Trench sprung out of the bunkhouse, spreading his wings and taking to the skies, Brightsting following behind. They glided over the swamps of the Mudwing Kingdom, finding the crater quickly, and diving down to it. Trench scanned the area, and quickly found a little tan Sandwing curled up under a small tree. Trench tapped Brightsting with his tail and pointed over to the sleeping Sandwing.
"DINGO!" Brightsting roared. The little Sandwing shot up, stumbling over to the two. Brightsting scooped up Dingo in his arms, wrapping his wings around him. "Why didn't you SAY you were going over here?! You made mother and father worried sick! I knew you were fine, though. Yep."
Trench looked to the meteor, watching it intently. He noticed how mesmerizing the soft glow of the burning surface, and the myriad of cracks in it. Trench sighed, flicking his tail. After a short while, the meteor started glowing brightly.
Brightsting covered his eyes. "What's going on?! Trench, what did you do?!"
"I did nothing!" Trench growled. 
From the meteor, a deep voice boomed. How interesting. How interesting indeed. Trench, you must heed my words, as they are very important. In the future, the Pyrrhia you know is devastated and destroyed, ruled by a horrid animus known as Moonsplitter. You, Trench, have a great power lying dormant within you. You have a very important destiny indeed. You must secure your sanctuaries, and defeat Moonsplitter. Along the way, you will join forces with Wings of Night, Wings of Ice, and Wings of Nature. Now go. Begin your journey.
== Chapter 3 ==
Trench's head was spinning and his vision was turning blurry. What was that? What did it mean by sanctuaries? Wings of Night, Ice, and Nature? He had so many questions, but the voice was gone as quick as it came. Trench put his talons to his temple and turned his head to look at Brightsting, only to find he and Dingo were gone, just like that. Confused, Trench spread his wings and spun around, before deciding it would be a good idea to go back to his bunkhouse and get ready for a journey. Not before a nice nap, though. He barely got any sleep thanks to Brightsting.
Trench soared over the murky swamps, grazing the trees with his talons and sometimes doing rolls and flips within the air. Soon enough, he came to his bunkhouse. He looked over to Brightsting's hut, noticing the torch had returned to its usual place. Shaking his head, Trench crawled back into his bunkhouse. He took a small club made of wood he had made when he was younger; he called it a bat.
Trench considered where he should go, sitting in the middle of the bunkhouse. Suddenly, his mother crawled through the opening, smoke plumes coming from her nostrils.
"Where WERE you?! Do you know how worried you made me and Salina?!" his mother roared, taking Trench by his shoulders. Trench flinched away, shrinking into a corner.
"Mother-I-Brightsting wanted help finding-Dingo went missing!" Trench stammered, before finally spitting out what he was trying to say.
"Oh, Dingo went missing again? Well, it's noble of you to help your neighbor, but just tell your family where you're going next time, okay?" his mother let him go, sighing.
"Um, about that, I want to go explore Pyrrhia." Trench looked into his mother's eyes. He knew he was lying through his own teeth, but if he told the truth, she would probably disown him for sounding insane.
"Hm... Alright," his mother smiled. Trench let out an internal sigh of relief. "you can go explore tomorrow morning. You need your rest, after all."
Trench nodded and trudged over to his sleeping sister. Trench smiled at her peaceful slumber, and curled up beside her.
== Chapter 4 ==
Everything was dark when Trench opened his eyes. Tendrils of shadow reached up towards his talons, trying to pull him down, to no avail. Trench pulled his talons up to his chest, gasping slightly. Where was he?
Standing alone in the darkness was a single white Rainwing. She held a small blue gemstone to her breast, her salmon pink detailing turning a grayish blue hue. Trench's ears flattened, and he backed up a bit. The Rainwing opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. She looked down at herself, considering what to say.
After a few minutes, she finally spoke, "You're... You're Trench, right?"
"Um, yes. That would be me." Trench hesitated.
The Rainwing let out a sigh of relief, "Thank the moons... My name is Sunangel. I need your help, desperately. You see, I was recently taken from my home in Possibility by a group of dragons, and they're planning to sacrifice me... I... I need your help... Please..."
"Where are you being held? Do you know?" Trench asked, his voice filled with worry.
"I'm somewhere along the Great Five-Tail River... Please, hurry..!"
Trench jolted awake, breathing quickly. He put his claws to his head, his mind racing. What was that? Was that just a dream? Or was it something more? 
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