What if Winter was an animus

== Chapter 1 ==
Winter was a dragon who was hated by everyone in his family.
His mother hated him. His father hated him. His sister hated him. His brother, Hailstorm, was gone.
Hailstorm had been taken by Skywings when they were out looking for Scavengers. Winter had been in guilt for days, and his sister had reminded him of how stupid he was, and how dumb he was for letting the Skywings capture Hailstorm.
Winter knew it. Icicle was furious. His family was furious. Everyone was furious. Winter kept thinking about that as he hurried down the stairs toward the throne room. His sister Icicle, was right behind him, hissing at him to hurry up. Winter walked faster, hoping that she wouldn't bite him to make him move faster. Winter was walking so fast that he nearly collided with his mother, Tundra. "Watch where you're going!" Tundra snapped, smacking her tail on his cheek. Winter roared with pain, and glared at her, but he felt tears spring into his eyes.
Icicle laughed. "You're so weak Winter," she spat, laughing so hard that Winter was surprised that her heart didn't burst out. "Sorry Mother," Winter said, turning to face Tundra. "I am on my way to the Animus Test." Tundra laughed out loud too. "You're not an Animus. It's a waste of time. We haven't had an Animus since we lost Prince Arctic," Tundra said. Winter agreed with her, but said, "Well, it's good to check anyway, right?" he said. Tundra shrugged. "I guess, but if you really want to be smart, I suggest you don't do it."
As Tundra turned away, she turned her head back toward Winter and said, "Not that you are smart anyway Winter. Remember that!" Tundra laughed as the sound of her voice echoed away.
"Alright everyone," Queen Glacier said. "This is the Animus test. This test will conclude if you are a special and rare dragon called an Animus," Glacier said, her blue eyes filled with intensity. Winter picked up the spear that Glacier dropped in front of them, and he saw the other dragonets do the same. Glacier was watching them all. "Now, tell your spear to do whatever you want," Glacier said. Winter gazed down at his spear. "I command you to go and catch any animal or dragon I think in my head or say out loud, and you don't stab them, but bring them to me," Winter said. The spear shot away so fast that Winter thought he had thrown it. Glacier whipped her head around just as the spear shot through the ice wall, but it didn't leave a hole. Instead, it just vanished, as if it had just gone inside of it. 
After a few moments passed, the spear came back, with a polar bear with it. Winter was shocked. It brings you whatever you want by touching it and enchants the thing to go with it, Winter thought. Winter was aware of everyone watching him in shock. "How can YOU be an animus?" Icicle demanded, breaking the silence. "You're not smart enough to have good ideas! How can you have the most powerful gift in history, and not be smart enough for it?" Icicle roared, smashing her claws against the ground. Winter ignored her and swept his talons out toward the spear. "My brother," he said to it, and it shot off. Winter was still in great shock and excitement. I'm the most powerful of all dragons. Soon I'll have my brother back. I can't wait to see what I can do with my life.
Winter was mad. The spear had come back with a yellow Skywing instead of his brother. No matter how many times he had ordered the spear to bring back Hailstorm, it just grabbed the Skywing. Worst of all, she was weird. His family had been confused too. Winter had found out that the Skywing's name was Pyrite, and that she was loyal to Queen Scarlet. Winter poked his head into the guest room, where Pyrite had been staying for the past few days, and then he spotted her, shivering as she was laying on her bed. 
Her bed was like all the other beds in the palace, where they were made out of hard, cold ice, with soft snow on top of it. Winter had enchanted Pyrite to stay in the kingdom, that way she wouldn't run off to tell the Skywings where they were, and that they had an animus now.
"Are you okay?" Winter asked her, without any intention of caring if she was okay or not. Pyrite opened her eyes and gazed at him. "I want to go back to the Sky Kingdom," she said, shivering as she pressed her wings closer to her body. 
Winter sighed and grabbed an icy rock.
"I enchant this rock to whatever or whoever is wearing it to stay warm. I also enchant it to become a necklace," Winter said. The rock shivered violently as golden strings burst out of its sides, and the rock became a sapphire.
Pretty, Winter thought. Winter clasped the necklace in his claws, and held out his other talon to Pyrite. "Give me your necklace," Winter ordered. Pyrite gasped. "No! I can't!" Pyrite yelped. "Yes you can," Winter said. "If you wear two necklaces, you would look very silly," Winter hissed, flexing his claws.
"NO!" Pyrite cried, flinging her wings open in alarm, and Winter hissed. "Either you take off that necklace, or I will enchant it to come off instead," Winter snapped.
"NO!" Pyrite cried again, backing away. Winter hissed in annoyance, and bared his teeth. "I enchant that necklace to come off," he snarled. 
"NO!" Pyrite yelped as the necklace came off of her neck, and before she could grab it, Winter already had it in his talons. 
What came next was shocking for Winter. Her bright yellow scales started turning white. White scales were creeping over her yellow scales, making it as if snow was washing over her body. Her claws became jagged and sharp, like an Icewing's, and her spikes all turned Icewing like. Her orange eyes became a shade of blue. 
Winter gasped as she grew slightly as well, and her eyes looked widened and dazed. Winter also realized that Pyrite had became a male Icewing.
Winter knew who that was. He recognized that dragon. 
Winter remembered every detail in his mind.
"Hailstorm?"
== Chapter 2 ==
"Winter?" Hailstorm asked, his blue eyes wide, as if he was seeing a ghost. Winter stared at him in shock. "Hailstorm!" Winter cried, flinging into his brother's wings. Hailstorm still looked shocked.
"Are you okay?" Winter asked him. "Yes-no! Winter, why am I the wrong color? Why am I so cold?" he cried. Winter winced. Hailstorm spotted the necklace Winter had taken from Pyrite/Hailstorm. "My necklace!" he cried. "It's life or death! I need to wear it!" he yelped, reaching for it.
Winter held it out of his reach. "Nope! Never! It'll turn you back into Pyrite! I need you to stay my brother!" Winter told him.
Hailstorm stood there, breathing heavily. Winter grabbed his brother's talon. "Breath. Relax," he said. Hailstorm blinked up at him. "Winter, are we in the Ice Kingdom?" he asked. Winter nodded, smiling. "Yes we are Hailstorm!"
Hailstorm sighed. "Good." Winter smiled wider. "Guess what? I'm an animus! After 2,000 years, I'm the Icewing's tribe new animus!" he cried. Hailstorm gazed at him. "The Icewings have an Animus now?" he asked. "You mean, WE have an animus now?" Winter guessed. "The answer is yes!" he cried.
Hailstorm took a deep breath. "I must tell Queen Scarlet!" he cried, spreading his wings. Winter leaped on him and pinned him down. "No! You can't! Queen Scarlet cannot know! She's not even your queen! Queen Glacier is!" Winter reminded him. Hailstorm gazed at him. "Winter," he breathed. "What's going on?"
"I don't know," Winter said, but he had a delighted face. "I can enchant you to be normal again!" he cried, holding out his talons. "No! Don't enchant my feelings!" Hailstorm objected.
Please, don't edit this without permission, and I also apologize for the small thumbnail. -Warriorcatslover444
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