Academy of Calamity

=~Blurb~ =
Thunderegg, student of Butcherbird’s Perch Academy, the academy notorious for the fact that only two in three students make it out of the school ends up facing the horrors that turned out to be true. Despite his cowardly spirit, he ends up successfully graduating…
=Prologue=
The Egg of Thunder
5250 AS
The alabaster IceWing flew through the violent storm, holding an almond coloured egg in his paws firmly but gently at the same time. The flight was anything but peaceful, not only because of the deluge, it was because of the fact he was still on the run even because of something that happened ten years ago…
In the throne room, Brinicle watched Queen Sova, his former queen, sign the treaty of alliance to end the war with the other diplomats and queens who attended the meeting. Suddenly, something wasn’t right… The striped queen suddenly collapsed to the floor, her body hitting onto the icy surface with red ink dripping from her talons. 
“NO-” Princess, now Queen Sterna, Sova’s one and only daughter, barked in dismay, “Well, who did this?”
The whole audience seemed to be struck by a flash of silence including Brinicle, himself. It must’ve been Queen Echis who indirectly caused her demise, he thought, although he knew he’s going to get caught.
“Possibly it was Queen Scarp, that dishonourable b**ch” Queen Echis replied in her slippery ocean water voice, “I know she’s always up to some scheming.”
Out of the blue, everyone stared at the ostentatiously decorated SkyWing with feathers the colour of fresh blood from a gruesome fight.
“YOU-” the newly crowned queen snarled, “I was right, you were scheming something behind the fog of your mind.”
Brinicle stood up and boldly responded, “Queen Echis did it! She’s only a dishonest snake who wants the war to stay ongoing for centuries!”
Like he expected, one of the diplomats bowed down and replied “Your majesty, apparently there’s a traitor over here in the audience.”
Queen Sterna trotted across the throne room and said “Brinicle, I need to speak to you in private.”
“Alright,” Brinicle responded, bowing down although he was no longer on the same side as the IceWing monarchy.
Silence arose around the room as soon as the two IceWings walked out. After a while, Queen Sterna walked over to her room and Brinicle followed.
“So, about what you said,” Queen Sterna said, arching her neck.
“What about it?” Brinicle asked, “Am I going to be punished or something?”
The queen replied, “Well… The only thing I have to say is that you’re exiled and your name is going to be crossed out in the rankings until you are proven to be honest.”
I knew it, he thought, Although I didn’t expect something that mild…
“Alright, your majesty,” Brinicle responded, bowing down again.
“And you can be dismissed,” Queen Sterna stated.
Throughout his flight, the memory quickly faded away and he turned his head around and saw IceWings flying after him… He was in peril.
Through the storm, Brinicle flew swiftly yet cautiously, but they still managed to catch up. 
“Brinicle, You over there!” one of the guards barked.
Brinicle quickly turned around and responded, “I’m already exiled, there’s no need to hunt me down!”
“Well, the queen said so,” hissed another.
“You must be rogue guards and I’m NOT going to deal with you!” Brinicle snapped and darted off at the speed of a peregrine falcon in flight. He bolted through the storm at his fastest speed he could go.
After a few minutes of flying, he noticed that the egg was starting to shake. Oh no…, he thought with great fear in his mind. He was worried not only because of his safety, he was also concerned about his future dragonet’s. Will they survive? Could they make it through the storm? In a quick movement, Brinicle darted down into a landing onto the surface. Once he landed, the IceWing attempted to hide himself and the egg in the forested land. There it is, he thought once he saw something. A cave. Nobody could ever find him there, for now. As quick as possible, Brinicicle quickly sprinted into the cave before anyone could notice him from the sky… as he’d hoped. All of a sudden, a fracture had appeared on the hard, tan egg which resulted in him curiously peeking to see what’s happening. 
Out of the egg emerged a downy feathered hatchling, his eyes as yellow as ever, being the colour of polished amber or even gold. Once his head emerged, the dragonet continued to escape from the egg shell of a prison before clumsily tumbling onto the ground. 
“You’ll be safe here, Thunderegg,” Brinicicle responded, finally deciding on a name for the dragonet which came from the gemstone he knew that his partner owned.
=Chapter 1=
New School, New Life
5253 AS
The cardinal red coloured SkyWing finally landed onto the courtyard of Butcherbird’s Perch Academy, his destination like his fathers said. With the amber eyes of an eagle, he observed his surroundings. The brobdingnagian academy was in front of him. Made from stone and standing there on the grass the colour of evergreens. Thunderegg took a quick yet deep breath before getting in. It’ll be fine, I promise, he thought confidently before stepping in. 
Inside the academy was much different than he had imagined. The academy was huge and the walls were dark and adorned tapestries of butcherbirds, hence the name. Indeed, the school appeared to look formal and well kept, but less formal than he thought. Right in front of him was a blood red SkyWing wearing an ordinary pair of glasses. Headmaster Damask, he thought. 
The SkyWing took a glance at them and asked, “So, you must be Thunderegg, right?” 
“Yes. I am, but you may call me Thunder if you don’t mind,” Thunderegg responded in their most self-assured voice. “And yes, I am a first year student with me being only three years old.”
“Alright. We know,” Damask replied in a I-am-authority-and-I-know-your-secrets tone, “Head over to that way, your classmates are waiting for you.”
Just like he said, Thunderegg trotted over to the hallway that was northwest of the main hall, walking in a gait that was as cautious as ever. They tried to maintain a sense of dignity by walking with their head high, hoping that others would view them to be respectable student.
After a couple of meticulous steps through the hallways, Thunderegg peeked his head into a room filled with dragonets his age, feathers in warm shades. Carefully, he walked into the classroom, his presumed classmates staring at him.
“Are you Thunderegg, right?” The russet coloured teacher asked, “Welcome and feel free to introduce yourself to the class.”
Thunderegg nodded and said, “Well… I’m Thunderegg, but you may just call me Thunder. For those who don’t know, I go by he or they pronouns, both are fine.”
For a quick moment, students exchanged glances at each other and then faced him. Ennui, interest, curiosity and various other emotions dominated his classmates’ faces that Thunderegg looked at while standing next to his teacher.
“Now, you may sit down and we will begin,” the teacher continued, “According to the list, nobody is missing.”
After minutes or even an entire hour, the class was finally over. Thunderegg was completely bored after hearing the monotonous, boring words of the teacher who appeared to have absolutely no enthusiasm in teaching. The dragonet trotted off to check out his clawmate, whom he’s always wondered off. Were they good? Were they bad? Who knows until he figures out.
Out of nowhere, Thunderegg felt like someone was next to him. Once he stopped, the dragonet took a moment of keen observation. The other dragonet was crimson with dull maroon markings. Her expression was rather calm but not sinister whatsoever.
“So it’s you, Thunder. The new student?” the dragonet asked with perhaps some inquisition in the tone she spoke in.
“Yes, it’s me,” Thunderegg responded, adjusting his head angle to look more dignified.
“The name’s Ani, just like the cuckoo bird as they say,” the dragonet continued, actually giving an introduction like he did, “Refer to me with any pronouns that aren’t masculine.”
Ani, he thought, remembering himself opening scrolls about birds and seeing pictures. He did remember reading about a bird called a groove billed ani, which turned out to be her namesake.
“Are at least half of the classmates named after birds like you?” Thunderegg asked, “I’m not trying to be rude or anything, I’m just interested.”
“Well, Junco, that one dragonet who was sleeping half the time you were there and Saker, who sat there lackadaisically,” Ani answered, which instantly gave Thunder a clue about his classmates throughout his days at the school he attended…
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