Talons of ice

Hello everyone! This is my first fanon story and it is not finished at all. It needs to be edited but right now I have internet and when I had finally edited everything it didn’t save 😭. So I’m publishing it now and I’ll edit everything once I have internet again. also I will edit the font so you can tell when the characters are thinking. Also the cover page I need to add the write font so yeah. The Protagonist is Emerald. Also someone deleted a lot of my work. 😡. They deleted all my work of making the font italic and bold up to chapter 10. 
Talons of ice.
Prologue.
Alone, in the palace of ice a dragon paces across the soft polar bear rug and thinks. 
Her pouches looped around her neck are empty. She ate the last of the camel jerky a while ago. Feeling hungry she softly growls and looks out to sea. 
Dusk would never wanted to live in the palace but now the queen knew her secret she could never go back to her peaceful criminal life in scorpion den. Even though she was an icewing, but the desert called her. Her father said it was because her mother was a sandwing but Dusk liked to think that she just didn’t fit in with the cold world of the ice kingdom. 
“Dusk?”
Dusk spun and saw an unfamiliar icewing standing in the doorway. He had sparkling bright green eyes, unusual for an icewing, polished green-blue-purple scales with a shadow of purple spraying across his wings. He wore a necklace with one circle on it indicating he was a first circle dragon. Uh oh. This was a dragon who was nobel so Dusk already knew a lot of things about this dragon. He was obedient so it was likely that he would tell the queen anything he saw her do, he would most likely be a great hunter and would be a good fighter and judging by his expression she was supposed to know who he was. Ok. I probably just have to show him I don’t care and I’m the better dragon.
“What?” She spat as nastily as she could and shot dagger looks at him at him. His expression moved and turned to a frown but Dusk still couldn’t decode it. Maybe he’s not that scary. Who am I kidding he’s pathetic! I’ve killed more dragons than he’s probably spoken to! I’ve stollen more things than he’s seen or heard of! I can take him on. She frowned back and he clearly had never been spoken to like this by someone a lower ranking than him.
“You have been arranged to have an audience with the queen tonight. So I would recommend you put that negative energy away and save it for someone that deserves it, oh wait maybe just talk to yourself for a while and that will do it. because you clearly need negative energy”
That shut her up. Angrily she crushed the ice below her claws and snarled.
“You don’t have to do this! I’m not wasting my sole for some queen who imprisons me so save you breath. This whole tribe is a total wimp and jerk without other tribes. At least sandwing blood lets me see how horrible it is and i wish i had no icewing blood at all. So goodbye and i hope i never see someone so slow boring and weak as you.”
He clearly was a fast leaner and froze over his anger but Dusk saw the hints and smiled as he shut the door behind him shooting one last look at her and left.
Part one: Out of the ice.
Chapter one.
He stormed down the corridor that went to the prison rooms.
But he wasn’t going there. He was never going back there again. He was heading in the exact opposite direction.
Emerald kept on storming down the path when a dragon suddenly turned the corner and blocked his path.
He looked up at the dragon. She had silver scales, dark blue eyes and perfect white claws. Her long neck was arched perfectly so that the moon globe light was caught by her many necklaces shining like a moon themselves. Her white wings were posed behind her like a Wolf ready to snap or a bird ready to take flight. She wore a crown made of silver with sapphires, opals and blue other blue gemstones studded in it. Her voice was literally ice cold when she spoke and Emerald felt colder than usual.
“Emerald,” Queen Blizzard hissed. Her body seemed to rise higher and more powerfully built for every second that he didn’t answer. He finally found his voice and stuttered,
“Y-yes? Your majesty.” his throat slipped and he felt his ranking falling all for three words.Stupid, stupid! How could he almost forget to address the queen? He bowed and the queen narrowed her eyes.
“Stuttering again. How did you get to first circle?”
The science yawned him and he wondered if this was a rhetorical question but the queen continued.
“Stuttering doesn’t get you anywhere in life except speech therapy. ‘Straighten up, fly right and don’t annoy anyone’ That’s my motto.”
He nodded and replied meeting her eyes.
“Of course your majesty. An excellent motto.” He lied.
He thanked the great ice dragon that even if dragons could read her expression they couldn’t read his mind. Well almost all dragons. He thought, thinking of nightwings. Well if nightwings could read minds queen Blizzard clearly couldn’t.
Chapter two.
“So, has the other hybrid in my kingdom agreed to use her magic?” She asked coldly.
Emerald caught the hint in other. Untill the part sandwing icewing was caught using her magic by a spy then was kidnapped and imprisoned, he was the only not full icewing in the ice kingdom. Most assumed his scales were just unusual but he was actually part rainwing. His eyes were bright green, his green-blue-purple scales and purple wings were all noticeable but no one unless you knew assumed he was just peculiar. The less noticeable fangs in his mouth that sprayed a deadly venom was a secret knew only to him and his father. After his father was killed by the his own mother this was a secret only he knew and would never tell anyone so he would be safe. Safe and a coward. He thought. Deep down he wished to escape the palace and live out in the rainforest. But he couldn’t leave yet. He was told to use his power one day then he could leave.
“No, your majesty. But i don’t recommend torturing her or she could begin to become a threat to us.”
He stared into the queen’s blue eyes and she exhaled a fume of ice and growled.
“I see. We must trick her into thinking we’re on her side. Once we have done that we can get the magic we want then kill her. I will convince her at her audience with me and you will befriend her.” She said pointing at Emerald. So this is how it’s going to be? I don’t like this at all.Then he touch Blizzard’s temples and she froze. He knew this would only last a minute and the guards in the hall were coming at him so he focused his energy into his scales and let them turn to camouflage mode and disappeared into thin air.
Chapter three.
He could see them but they couldn’t see him. Blizzard unfroze and she was fuming. Emerald was an animus too. Queen Blizzard was his Queen but she wasn’t a good one. Emerald had done horrible spells for her. He had been taught by his mother about magic and knew how to protect his sole. If mother knew properly how to do it- or if I had figured it out and taught her- mother and father would both be here. He quickly moved down to the prison cells wondering if this would be worth it to get spoken to this way again. He turned the corner and saw the  sandwing-icewing sleeping. Before she woke up he focused on his rainwing scales to change back to normal colour so she would be able to see him. There was no doubt that she was more beautiful than Blizzard but there was no way he would say that aloud. Her black eyes opened and her sandwing tail barb raised threateningly and her sandy silver scales sparkled in the light of his moon globe.
“You again? I thought you went back home to mummy crying forever.” She growled. Emerald sighed. Why am I doing this? He wondered. Because I’m a good dragon unlike her. He answered himself.
“I’m here because you’re in danger and unlike you I care if dragons live or die.” He said bravely. The tiny little spark in his heart hoped she thought it was brave. He squashed it down and said “ unless you want to use your magic for the queen then get killed after.” She rolled her eyes and said,
“Seriously? I have animus magic I’m not afraid of her. Who can stop me? I may be in prison but that’s only because I don’t want to use it. If she wants to kill me I’ll enchant her claws to pull out her beating heart.” Dusk was Cleary not worried by all this but Emerald was determined to save her.
“Believe me,” he snarled and she looked surprised that he couple even raise his voice, “you’re not the only one with magic in this kingdom. The queen has animus touched one.objects that can make you kill yourself and not have any emotions. I’ve seen her even have a dragon obey her every command. She is dangerous and it’s my fault so I want to get her back so just listen ok?”
Dusk looked at him and said, “what do you mean it’s because of you?” She narrowed her eyes and was a lot quieter than usual. Emerald’s wings drooped. 
“I-“ he said. Suddenly an enormous bang sound came from the prison doors and then like waves crashing into the beach, the entire icewing army burst in.
Chapter four.
It’s was his worst nightmare. The entire icewing army reaching their claws towards them. He stared at Dusk and saw her muttering something quietly to herself and he focused his gaze at the icewings again. I can’t get imprisoned. Not again. I think they can read minds. Surely they can sense my fear-  calm down Emerald, focus on them. He stared at the icewings and realised it wasn’t the whole icewing army probably only about twenty icewing soldiers. Still scary. He thought.	The army was astonishingly calm- or at least he thought so. Their eyes were fixed on him and Dusk and they hadn’t attacked yet and that was when he realised that they hadn’t moved yet either… or at least they hadn’t moved from when Dusk had been muttering. And then he pieced it together. Dusk had used her magic! She had frozen the army! He turned to confront her and she smiled. “You used your animus magic! Aren’t you worried about your sole?” Emerald said. Dusk looked at her claws and said.
“I am, obviously. Sorry for not believing you. I didn’t know what the queen was like.”
He rolled his eyes and sighed.
“It’s ok. But we do need to leave. Queen Blizzard will be down when she realises that the army hasn’t brought us back. I know where we can go.” He said eyes drifting of to the bluey visions of the rainforest. Dusk frowned and said,
“the rainforest?” She asked looking skeptical. Wait what? How did she know? He thought. She must have caught his expression because she said, “You think I don’t know what a hybrid looks like? Im not a mind reader I’m just an expert on hybrids.” Emerald, gave a slight smile and said,
“Ok, no rainforest but then where?” He looked her up and down and gulped. “The scorpion den?” He shivered. The scorpion den was just what he needed. Full of thugs and criminals. 
“Of course! It’s the perfect place!” She said, confused of why Emerald had some doubts.
“Isn’t it full of thieves and criminals?” He asked, wary of the decision. Dusk rolled her eyes,
“Well there’s a few, but you know the legend of queen thorn?” She asked Emerald and he shook his head confused. She sighed and Emerald knew she was frustrated and they needed to get out of here.
“Tell me on the way. We need to get out of the ice kingdom now.” He said. She nodded and they headed towards the nearest window. They passed one asleep guard but other than that, there was nothing. They went out the window, Emerald first, and leaped out into the chilly air.
Chapter five.
The cold wind swept across Emerald’s snout as they flew south. Dusk had explained the whole thing about how a few hundred years ago a dragon called thorn lost her egg to a prophecy and decided to take over scorpion den. She took over so that she would have the power to find her dragonet. A rough six years later apparently she found her daughter who was a dragonet of destiny of the Great War of sandwing succession and then the prophecy dragonets chose her to be queen. But Dusk also said that Queen Thorn, before was queen, she turned the old cut throat scorpion den into a scorpion den that looks out for one another. “There are still some dragons who are assassins and thieves though-like me.” Dusk told him. Emerald couldn’t believe that skinny Dusk was a cut thought thief. Just before they reached the great ice cliff, Emerald realised that they couldn’t go to the scorpion den or the rainforest. We can’t go to the scorpion den because that’s where they expect us to go, because that’s wear she’s from. And some dragons might know that I’m a hybrid and think we’re in the rainforest.
“Why though? The scorpion den is perfect.” She asked. She hasn’t figured it out. He thought. Sure Dusk was smart and quick and deadly but she wasn’t much of a planner.
“You’re from scorpion den and I’m from the rainforest, i moved to the ice kingdom after my father was murder-died. So where do you think they think we’re gonna go? It’s obvious. As soon as we get there it’ll only be a few short hours before WHOOSH! Icewing army chasing us down.” He explained. What if she doesn’t listen? Who am I kidding? she will definitely listen. I waked her up when the queen wanted her dead and basically saved her life. She’ll listen to me.
“No way! You have no family but I do and they will be worried sick after I got kidnapped! I have to go see them!” She said, her voice slipping as if she was half trying not to cry for her family and half really mad at him for asking. 
“But they’ll catch us!” he argued trying to make himself sound loud and angry. But deep down he agreed. Family is everything. He would fly straight back to the palace if it meant he could have his father back, even only for a day. Dusk looked at him sadly and he knew she must be thinking what a monster he must be because nothing is more important than family. But Emerald also knew that family wants you to always be safe even if it means you can’t see them. So he looked into Dusk’s shiny eyes and said, “I can’t come with you.”
Chapter six.
“What?” Dusk asked, stunned. He forced himself to repeat even though he didn’t want to. 
“I’m not coming with you. I understand that family is everything but I’m sure they would rather you be safe.” He insisted. She growled and flicked her tail in the air. He looked to the horizon and saw the great ice cliff. He was glad they were part icewing so they could cross it safely but he also hated being part icewing for how horrible they were. Remember they’re not all horrible. Queen blizzard made them horrible. Remember how the healer did everything she could do to save your father with no cost. And remember how kind and funny the little hatchlings are? They’re so cute, but Queen blizzard will turn them into monsters eventually. We need to stop her. He pictured his father and the healer and the cute little hatchlings and his heart wrenched painfully. Dusk looked at him, eyes heating up. “I’m not going to scorpion den and I’m not going to the rainforest,” Emerald said. Now Dusk looked furious as she lashed her tail and shouted,
“FIRE BLAZING SUNS. I CANT believe you’re so SCARED. I magic to you know? I can protect us. Right now I can enchant a plague to come for her, I can enchant her to claw of her tail I can even make her turn to dust, Emerald! Why the heck are you SO worried?” She narrowed her eyes and continued, “Answer me this time. What did you mean what the queen can do is because of you?” She looked into his eyes challengingly. He felt a wave of emotion and memories sweep over him. It brought him back to when he was just a dragonet peacefully living in the rainforest with his mother and father. Emerald’s mother was an icewing and his father was a rainwing and they lived peacefully in the rainforest. Its was all happy until his mother started using her animus magic again. She used it for unnecessary things like hunting and fishing. Then she started being colder and chiller than usual. She started saying things that she would never say and then… she left. She left to the ice kingdom. They never saw her again till she did her final spell. She brought her son and husband to the ice kingdom. She killed his father and left Emerald there. Unable to return. But it was there he figured out his powers and figured how to make them work. His wingbeats slowed as he got ready to let the truth seep through him.
“I’m an animus too.” He blankly said and stared into her eyes. Her expression was somewhat surprised, confused and just surprised mostly. She stared at him as he dove down toward the tundra and landed on the snow with a soft crunch. She followed him and landed next to Emerald. He felt her dark eyes watching him as he walked to the river. He felt sick but he was hungry. He watched the river while she watched him. He saw a fish go past and slashed the water in an attempt to catch it. He missed and heard Dusk smirk. He knew she was probably wondering if he would enchant something to get the fish. He didn’t not hate the idea. He calculated a spell in his head and felt that it would work. Enchant this river so that whenever a dragon reached in they will pull out the type of fish they desire He enchanted. Emerald felt a tingle in his claws and was sure the spell worked. He reached in and, sure enough, he pulled out a massive tuna. The fish flopped onto the riverbank and wriggled about desperately before he sliced its guts open. Dusk saw what had happened and excalimed,
“What!? How do you catch that? Tuna only live in salt water! How-“ she trailed off as her mind figured it out. “Oh! You enchanted something!” She burst out, excited.
“Yeah. I did. Now if you put you talon in the river you can catch whatever fish you want. Try it.” Dusk was clearly excited that she could use it. She thought for a moment and said,
“I wonder if it pulls out ANY type of fish. Hmmm, I wanna pull out a… SANDFISH!” Her claws sliced the water and she pulled out some sort of lizard. Confused, Emerald asked,
“What in the three moons is that?” The lizard struggled in her talons till she twisted its neck and it went limp, presumably dead. It was a sandy colour and looked odd.
“It’s a sandfish. It’s called that because it can basically swim through the sand like a fish can swim through water, so, it’s called a sandfish.” Emerald laughed thought of how creative Dusk was. He noticed it was getting dark so they agreed to stay the night next to the river and dug themselves snow dens. Emerald drifted of to sleep into dreams of rivers and sandfish.
Chapter seven.
In the morning Emerald rose from his slumber to find that Dusk had been awake for some while. They decided to leave straight away. But not before destroying our shelters so there would be no way to know we were ever there. Emerald thought. So he destroyed their dens while Dusk was washing her claws after hunting snow fox for their breakfast. He kept on remembering that hat he said, ‘I can’t come with you.’ And his heart sank every time he did. He walked to the river and sat down next to her.
“I guess this is where we part ways,” He said. She nodded and brushed her wing with his. His heart leaped and he felt waves of happiness and then sadness of how they were going seperate places. You love her, Emerald. You can’t help it. His first circle necklace made a clinking sound as he dove into the refreshing freezing river. He dove down deep and gracefully swam around cleaning off all the dirt and grit from breakfast. He was about to come up for a breath when something caught his eyes and he spun around in the water. A beautiful pearl lay nestled snugly on a patch of stones. Running out of breath he quickly scooped up the pearl and swam to the surface. He emerged from the river gasping for breath. He was pretty good at holding his breath but neither icewing or rainwings could breath underwater, only seawings could do that. He swam to the riverbank and saw that dusk had finished washing and was picking acorns and putting them into her pouches. Emerald shakes the last of the water of him and studies her. He found that it wasn’t acorns from the trees she was picking… she was- he didn’t know. It seemed like she was grabbing little mammals right out of the trees! What in the moons are those? He wondered. Dusk hadn’t seen him yet since he came from the river but her expression was half sad half angry so he decided to not interrupt her… mammal picking. He laid down on the snow and thought about where he would go. Not scorpion den I guess. Not the rainforest. Obviously not the ice kingdom. So no kingdom of sand, ice kingdom or rainforest kingdom. Which leaves, the mud kingdom, the sky kingdom, the night kingdom or the kingdom of the sea-hang on wait I wouldn’t be able to breathe oh hmm neither rainwings or icewings can’t breathe underwater but I can Make myself be able to breathe down there and then they definitely wouldn’t be able to catch me. 
Maybe it’s time to take a deeper swim.
Part two: Scales of the sea.
Chapter eight.
As they crossed the great ocean cliff Dusk and Emerald looked at one another one last time and then parted ways. Dusk south and Emerald west. As he started flying in the direction that Dusk wasn’t going in he felt the weight of confusion settle on his shoulders. What even would he do in the kingdom of the sea? The seawings would instantly know he was an animus. They would probably attack him seeing Emerald as a threat or spy. And rumour has it the seawings have animus magic too. If they caught him he might end up worse than he is now. Escaping two tribes or…dead. Hang on. I’m an animus too. I could-no I couldn’t. I mean I could try. If I change my scales. Not like change colour like I can already. I can change my scale colour but can animuses change their tribes? Emerald, stunned of the thought, began to warily think of possible enchantments. Let’s think, a spell… hmmm… it needs to be one that I can still have my power and be able to change back. Umm-Oh! I need a jewellery related enchantment! He swooped down to the rocky ground that was slowly getting sandier as he flew on. He looked back and saw a flicker of wings int the distance. Dusk. He thought sadly, going in the opposite direction to me. He shook his wings and picked up a pebble and was about to turn it into an earring when he looked at his first circle necklace and smiled. He pulled it off and said, “enchant this necklace to turn into a pearl earring.” Sure enough it slowly transformed into a golden earring with a single pearl on it-a clip on thankfully, as Emerald had no piercings. He looked at it and remembered the freshwater pearl he had found in the river. Enchanted this pearl to become a matching earring to this other one in my talon. He thought. The earring glowed once then a gold loop seemed to grow from the pearl. Now for the actual enchantment. “Enchant these earring so when any dragon wears them their body will transform into a male seawing called…urchin. I also enchant it so that if the dragon has any magical abilities or spells on them for protection they will keep the powers,” He said. I hope this works. He thought, and put the earring on.
Chapter nine.
He looks at his talons. They are dark blue and webbed. He looks at his wings. They are blue and have spiralling patterns on them. Urchin gets excited and says to himself, “it worked! So animuses can change their scales.” Then he shivers and wonders what else animus can do. Make dragons kill themself, change other dragons to other tribes, give themselves evil powers. He lifts his gaze to the direction Dusk went in but he can’t see her. I probably should see if I can breathe underwater too. He thinks. He takes flight again with his course set even more west so he can take a dip. It takes another two hours of flying till he was south west enough to see the ocean. He soared down to the beach and dove strait into the rolling waves. The currents push and pull him like dragonets fighting over the last polar bear leg at the dinner table. He struggles to get to the surface for a breath but the current pulls him towards the seabed. Urchin, running out of breath, struggled towards the surface. His lungs were almost giving out and he inhaled seawater. It went into his lungs and coughed underwater coughs. His desperate lungs made him try again but he couldn’t risk it and held his snout shut. Until he did take a breath. He felt the air go into his lungs and felt his neck. He felt little crevices sucking in water and thought, gills. I really am an idiot. Once he could breathe like a seawing he focused his energy on swimming.  He clearly wasn’t that good in the water and started swimming for shore. One long rough swim later Urchin dragged himself from the water and stood up. This dragon needs some upgrades. Ok, a better swimmer spell, a knows aquatic spell or I won’t be able to speak with anyone else and maybe a healing spell if necessary…He picked up a pebble and says, ”Enchant this pebble to make this seawing dragon named Urchin to be the best swimmer in Pyrrha, they will know the aquatic language and they will be able to heal themselves when ever they need by tapping their left pointer claw on where ever it hurts and it will heal instantly.” Urchin fluent feel any different and he dousing feel like a new language just popped into his head. It must just happen. I bet if I flash my scales to say something it will be correct. his wings droop. He looks at the sea and dives in once again. Like they did the currents fight with him and he claws his way to the beach again. It didn’t work. I know it would have if I was Emerald. I’m a seawing but I’m not an animus. Well this needs fixing then. He emerges from the water and angrily takes the earrings off, ready to change back.
Chapter ten.
He looks at his talons. He screams at the sight of how they are still dark blue and webbed. He looks at his wings and they are still blue and have spiralling patterns all over them. Urchin reaches for the earrings-they’re not on his ears! Why isn’t he Emerald again? And he realises the dreaded truth. He didn’t put a ‘turn me back when I take them off’ on them! I’m such an idiot! He thinks. He paces back and forth on the beach, making a mess on the sand. His mind goes to his only solution. Dusk. She’s an animus and she’ll help. Surely. He almost leaps into the air and head south but It’s a long flight and Dusk has half a day’s head start. He reaches into his pouch around his leg and searches through his animus touched objects. Urchin throws the earrings in there and continues digging in the pouch. He finds his freezing stone. He probably could through that out anyway because the stone dousing have anything to do with the spell but if the stone broke the spell would too. He picks up his dreamvisitor. He had made this when he was reading a scroll about darkstalker’s enchantments. He had found it kind of cool back then but now he could see where Dusk was. They had left in the afternoon yesterday from the palace and then stayed the night in the ice kingdom. It took them until midday to get to the great ice cliff and now the stars were beginning to show. It was possible that Dusk had made it to scorpion den already and was asleep but it was unlikely. He placed the dreamvisitor to his temples, closed his eyes and thought of Dusk. Of how her scales were so shiny and pretty and how she got so mad all the time. He did love her. But did she?
Chapter eleven.
He opens his eyes and was suddenly standing back in Queen Blizzard’s palace. She must be dreaming! He thought eagerly. He turned the corner and was met by a strange sight. A much bigger queen Blizzard was laughing like a maniac and she had her tail wrapped around a much more scared looking Emerald. And then there she was. Dusk was flying at the Queen divebombing her with frost breath and deadly sand wing tail venom. “Dusk? Dusk! Duuusk?” He yelled. She turned around and finally saw Urchin. Yeah Urchin not Emerald. 
“Who are you?” She asked threateningly. “As you can see I’m busy rescuing my friend so go away.” She waved her deadly tail at him and snarled. 
“Dusk listen I need you! It’s Emerald!” He called. She was about to take flight and fight the enormous Blizzard but when she heard what he had to say about Emerald she whirled around.
“What about Emerald?” She barked. Suddenly a little worried. Urchin took his chance to speak and explained it all.
“I’m Emerald! I’m here speaking to you from real life! I can promise you I’m not trapped in the ice palace but I am trapped in the body of a seawing!” He explained.
Dusk narrowed her eyes and looked at the giant Queen slowly squeezing the dream Emerald to a not even real death.
“This is a dream.” She said. It wasn’t exactly a question but he nodded anyway. “And you’re Emerald. Just trapped in the body of a seawing.” She looked slightly confused but she refused to let him see that and just hissed.
“Yes I am and I really need your help. I’ll explain everything.” He said. So he sat down and explained the whole hung about how he had planned to go to the kingdom of sea and realised he could turn into a seawing and breathe underwater. Then he told of how when we wanted to make some adjustments to the dragon he couldn’t so he tried to take the earring off but it didn’t work and now he was stuck as a seawing. Dusk was still unsure if Urchin was real or not so he asked why.
“Because it’s a dream! If some dragon was in your dream and telling you that they were your friend and they had accidentally turned the,selves into a seawing would you believe them?” she asked. He thought about that for a moment. Would he? Maybe. But he knew what he what he needed to say. 
“Alright if this was a dream would I know that you’re a NightWing seawing with no powers whatsoever?” He said expression blank. She ruffled her wings and hissed, “I’ll have you know that I’m a icewing-sandwing and an animus and I can claw out your eyes if I needed to.” He smiled and said,
“I know that obviously and why would a figure of your imagination be calling you something that isn’t a icewing-sandwing animus. I know everything you’ve told Emerald about because I am Emerald.” She frowned and lifted her chin. 
“All right. Question: do you like me?”
Chapter twelve. 
He stared at her. At Dusk the beautiful dragon he was in love with. He stared at her and remembered how far he was away from her. She was still waiting for an answer and he stuttered.
“Uh-umm no-I mean not no- but umm,” he looked a her and she raised an eyebrow. “I-I do. Like you. I like you.” He stared into her dark eyes and she smiled. Then she laughed. Her laugh was everything. Sunlight and open skies and joy. 
“Like?” She asked, grinning. He found himself grinning back.
“Ok you got me! I like-like you, Dusk.” He said. And then they were just there. Touching wings, smiling but they knew this wasn’t real. This must be even more awkward for her. Brushing wings with a seawing. He thought. “So. Will you help me?” He asked. She rolled her eyes at him and said, “of course you idiot! I won’t abandon you…” her expression changed. She looked at him sadly and whispered, “like you abandoned me.” Urchin’s wings drooped and he felt like he was being crushed by icebergs. 
“I’m sorry. I was wrong. So far I’ve seen no icewing armies heading south or any icewings heading south for the matter.” He said, bluntly. Dusk lifted her talons and she closed them around his snout and whispered, “Shhhh. Don’t worry. I’ll meet with you. Come to the scorpion den in two midnight in the oasis. I’ll wait for you.” Urchin looked into her eyes one more time before nodding then taking the dreamvisitor away from his snout. His eyes opened and he found himself back on his little beach under the starry skies. Two midnights. he thought. He curled up into a ball and let sleep take him. 
When Urchin woke, it was already past dawn. He got up and stretched. He suddenly remembered how he was searching through his bag of animus objects. He had tipped the whole thing out last night and they were scatted all around him. He started picking them all up when he came across something he hadn’t used in years. A small silver bracelet with three sapphires on it. My speed bracelet! He thought eagerly. He could use this to get to scorpion den so much faster! He slid it onto his left forearm and tried to remember the enchantment. How fast did it make you go? Would he still feel tired? He couldn’t remember exactly but he thought it was something like three to five times faster. Urchin packed up the rest of his things and launched himself into the air.
Chapter thirteen.
Urchin headed straight to the scorpion den. No stops. Or that was his plan. It tuned out seawings weren’t very good at long distance flying. As he came closer to the hot humid desert instead of just dealing it’s the heat like he normally did, he was tired, hot and dry. But this place? Seriously? why would someone want to ever live there? How could Dusk want to live there? She was part sandwing, but she was also part icewing like him. Icewings hated the heat. Dusk seemed to love it. When he was with her in the ice kingdom he could tell that she was ok with the cold but how could she like the temperatures of two completely different places? He looked down and saw a camel speeding across the desert. It wasn’t going very fast but it was clearly going faster than him. Well that’s embarrassing. He thanked the great ice dragon that no one was here to see how slow he was being. Then he noticed something on the camels back. There were bundles and sacks on its back and a smaller creature was… riding it? How as that possible? He swooped down to the sand and immediately jumped at how hot the sand was. But he was right. The was an unfamiliar species riding the camels back. The breeze growled a bit stronger and Urchin thanked the moons. One of the creatures bags suddenly picked up the wing and blew off to the horizon. He snorted at the funny sight and the creature turned around to face him. It had two large round eyes and a furless face-actually now that he could see a little better the creature was completely hairless except for a long wavy mat of hair on its head. It somewhat resembled a rainforest monkey and sounded like one of the howler monkeys when it screamed at the sight of him. He jumped and saw how scared it was. It was screaming as it got of its camel and went below its the camels long legs. Urchin snorted again. This creature was very dumb. As if hiding behind a camel would protect him. He rolled his eyes and took off again. His wings already ached and he just had a break. He pushed slow for the rest of the day and when the sun started sinking below the horizon he dived down and collapsed. The sand was still sunbaked and he was exhausted. He couldn’t bother to get up again and closed his eyes.
Chapter fourteen.
‘Hsssssss’
Urchin shuddered.
‘Hssssssssss’ the snake went again. Urchin opens his eyes and it was dark. Two moon filled the sky and one barely visible, just a sliver of a crescent. He knew it was dark because of the moons but it wasn’t dark to him. I guess seawings can see in the dark. He thought. ‘Hsssssssss’ the snake warned. Urchin jumped awake and saw the snake slithering towards him. It was black and yellow with white skull-like shape on them. Uh oh. He knew this snake. Everyone knew this snake. The most dangerous animal alive. The most venomous snake in the world. The snake that could kill a dragon with a single bite. The dragon bite viper. He sprinted from the snake but he wasn’t fast enough. The snake was gaining on him and he had to take off. But taking off was hard with a deadly snake that could kill you trailing after you. So he ran from the snake on foot, hoping to outrun it. He turned and saw a cactus up ahead and it was beautiful. It was perfect. He sprinted towards it and leaped on top of it. The sharp thorns stabbed him painfully in all his talons and he thought he must have a hundred scratches. But he was above the snake now. He looked ruefully at the snake and it said ‘Hsssssss’ in return. But now it was doing something worse than a hiss. It was climbing up the cactus. He didn’t know these things could climb! He panicked and thought that flying would get him out of here so he did. He spread his wings and lifted off into the air. The snake leaped and hit his ankle before he was high enough. He thought the snake had missed until the pain snared him. It was  burning and throbbing feeling and so painful he managed to catch the air. He looked at his ankle and saw black streams of poison spreading across his foot. His wings started shaking and he thought, at least if I fall I’m far away from the viper. That thought was interrupted by the many thoughts of death running through his head right now. But he flew on through horrible pain but his wings started shaking. Death reached from below and clawed through his bones. Darkness grew at the corners of his eyes and his wingbeats drew slower and slower until they went limp and he fell. He saw the ground coming closer and closer and then he saw other things. Strange things. He looked up and saw a Queen blizzard looming over him, his father sitting next to her looking disappointed and the wind spoke in a familiar voice. The words slithered into his brain and he saw the sand around him rising and falling into the shape of a dragon. Not just any dragon though Urchin thought. He looked up as the dragons face formed and smiled sinisterly. He looked up and stared into her eyes. “Mother.”
Chapter fifteen.
He gazed up at the enormous sand formation as it started to snow. The snow covered up the sand and his mother until it melted away and Emerald found himself in the ice kingdom once again. He looked down at his talons and they were no longer blue and webbed. I’m myself he thought with a sigh of relief. He looked at his surroundings and the snow came down as if it never would end and covered the sand dragon. He began to shiver at the unrealistically cold snow, colder than he had ever felt before. Then the snow started to glow like the moon globes from the gift of light. It glowed even brighter on the formation of his mother and then it began to shake. Emerald stood in terror as his mother furiously arose from the ice. Cracks appeared around her and her eyes were pitch black. Her silver scales caught the moonlight and her spikes ratted dangerously in front of him. She was exactly how he remembered. She stared at him looking outraged and then her eyes softened and she smiled. 
“Emerald?” She asked, exactly how she used to before she went mad. Emerald couldn’t answer. It was too scary, he was too confused and she was dead. He stared into her dark eyes and they seemed to have hints of blue in them. She asked again, more gentler and sorrowful and caring, “Emerald?” He looked into her eyes and replied,
“Yes, mother.” He looked at his talons and she wrapped her wings around him. He felt cold again and couldn’t believe what was happening. Emerald also felt sick but he wasn’t in pain. In pain… wasn’t I dying? He thought. He looked at his mother and stood up straight. “You’re not my mother are you? You’re not Aurora.” He confronted. His mother (or not his mother?), looking confused and almost amused, rolled her eyes and said, 
“Of course I am! Why wouldn’t I be? Who else could I be?” She smiled and was about to wrap her wings around him again but Emerald shoved them of him and growled. 
“You’re not my mother!” He roared, “My mother is dead. My mother was insane and she killed my father, her own husband!” His heart throbbed painfully and the illusion of his mother hissed. 
“Fine,” she snapped, “I’m not your mother but you will be seeing your real mother soon.” He narrowed his eyes and his ankle let out a sharp wave of pain. Then he remembered the dreaded truth. He was going to see his mother soon. And he was never going to see Dusk again. Because he was about to die.
Chapter sixteen.
“I need to wake up.” He said, panicked. He turned to the illusion of his mother and asked, “who are you?” She hesitated and replied,
“I am not your mother. I’m not anyone. Im simply just your imagination. I can control your dreams and keep track of your memories. And, if you die i I die too.” Emerald backed away a little.
“Creepy.” He mused, “what’s your name?” Her eyebrows raised at this simple question and she stuttered, 
“Well I- i…” she looked down looking sad and said quietly, “I don’t have one.” Emerald felt a little nervous about how this imagination character what acting. First she was mean and scary, then she was kind and now she was sad? He decided to make her fell a little better if he wanted her help.
“Then let’s give you one. What tribe are you?” He asked and she looked up and replied,
“I don’t have one of those either. I’m not actually a dragon remember? I’m literally your imagination.” His imagination wasn’t much of a character when she wasn’t being his imagination. He sighed,
“Well let’s see. You’re literally my imagination so maybe…” he looked into her eyes and said, “your name could be imagine?” Imagine smiled and said, “that’s perfect. Thank you.” She bowed and asked, “you want to wake up?” Emerald nodded and she looked at him and exclaimed, “And so you don’t need to remember me as your mother’s face I will change so you have something to picture me as.” Imagine smiled and closed her eyes and her scales began to change. Unlike when Queen Blizzard changed what she looked like, Imagine’s scales didn’t snap off and regrow, they seemed to just change colour slightly, her snout, horns, spikes and body shortened and grew until she was a completely different dragon. She was an icewing still, with white scales. Her eyes were bright blue and she was beautiful. She smiled and thanked him for her name. Then she touched his temples and Emerald closed his eyes and woke up.
Chapter seventeen.
He was lying in the middle of a desert. It was late morning and his scales were burning. He opened his eyes and the pain snared at him once again. He glanced at his talons without moving and they were blue and webbed once again. Goodbye Emerald he thought to himself. He thought he would black out again but a soft thud on the sand beside him forced him to listen. He heard a small gasp and someone touched his ankle lightly. He tried to look up at the dragon over him but his eyes rolled back and closed. He felt another dragon land next to him and he thought he heard something like “Oh dear,” and “lucky to still be alive.” One of the dragon rolled urchin over and he was laid onto something that wasn’t sand. He tried to open his eyes but the flutters shut again. Urchin suddenly felt like he was rising up to the great ice dragon’s spirit world but then it was interrupted by a rough shake and he realised in was being carried in a sling through the sky. Urchin winced and he felt like he was being dragged into unconsciousness. He tried to open his eyes one more time and he managed to open one eye slightly. He saw to dragon flying above him carrying him in a sling just as he had suspected. The bigger one was unrecognisable, it was a male sandwing with big yellow wings and pale yellow scales. He wore no jewellery except a single black band on his wrist. But the other one- the smaller one- was familiar. She had sandy silver scales that shone brightly in the sun. She flew with determination and strength. She turned and looked down at him with sadness and sorrow. Urchin wanted to look at her for longer but his eyelids sloped down and his eyes shut. He only had a moment to think, Dusk, before his mind slipped back into a Imagineless dream.
When Urchin woke he was lying in a hammock this time instead of on the hot desert sand. It was noon but still hot and humid. He felt relaxed and safe. His ankle no longer hurt and a dragon was watching him. It was the dragon who had saved him. It was her. He smiled and said in a hoarse voice, “Dusk.” She smiled back and brushed his wing with hers.
“Yes.” She answered, jumping up and sighing with relief. “I thought it was too late to save you.” She said looking at his ankle but then quickly looking back at him. Urchin gave a confused look and asked, “But how did you know?” She raised an eyebrow at him and made a face that looked like he should know this by now. He sighed and asked, “magic?” She nodded and looked out the window into the distance. 
“I may have done a little spell to alert me if you ever were in danger. And when it alerted me that you were near to death I came flying.” He smiled at her and said, “thank you so much. I would have died.” She shrugged and grinned
“Well you know. You did save me from the Queen so I guess we’re even now,” She said.  He laughed and agreed. Urchin got up out of the hammock and wobbled a bit but gathered his strength and walked over to Dusk and tried to hug her but he stumbled on his talons. Dusk caught one of his talons before he fell and hugged him back. Urchin felt the beams of love shooting through him and thought he must have a really goofy look on his face. He coughed loudly and gave a little look at his talons and wings then she rolled her eyes and said, “Yes yes, let’s fix you up to your old self.” She thought for a moment and then asked him, “Can you remember the original spell?” He scrunched up his snout and tried to remember it.
“Ummm I think it was something like… Enchant these earrings so when a dragon wears them they will transform into a seawing called Urchin… I think.” She nodded and said. “Yeah that would erase your magic and not transform you back. You did not think that though.” He blushed and replied, embarrassed, 
“Yeah I didn’t sorry.” She nodded and walked over to a desk and sat down. Dusk tapped her claw against the wooden desk in a catchy rhythm. Her tail lashed a little and almost impaled him when he walked over to her. Then She got up, faced him and said, 
“Ok. I’ve got a spell.”
to be continued sorry guys.
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