Wing of Fires

Hey! Welcome. This is just an idea I had that turned into this. This is Wings of Fire again, except the scenes have basically been turned into skits and I make fun of it. (and they’re usually slightly changed…)
=== BOOK 1: THE YOUNG DRAGON PROPHECY ===
Phyrria! I am the great Morrowseer, as you will all know very quickly, and I created the prophecy you’re currently reading.
In short, a bunch of nice little dragons are going to find some eggs. Just make sure to get the right ones…
The eggs of Sky, Mud, Sand, Sea, and Night. Make sure you don’t mess up Sky, or the world will die. Or Night. Night is very important to me. Uh, us. All of us.
Us Nightwings are better than you, never forget this fact.
There’s three princesses, and those eggs will hatch on a day we don’t really care about much to be honest… and choose one of them.
Blister…… Or possibly one of the other two, I suppose…
Believe this prophecy. It’s quite believable, no?
And also… um… Wings of Fire.
The end of the prophecy is here. That’s it. Goodbye… Phyrria. This is for Pyhrria. Not for the plot, nor to foreshadow anything. It’s for Phyrria. 
—
There was a dragon flying for his life in the storm. Hopefully, he wouldn’t die.
Hvitur clutched the egg in his talons, but he felt wingbeats behind him.
Eventually he got knocked down, though the egg he had been carrying was miraculously unharmed.
Hivitur landed hard, and Sandwing soldiers dropped to the cold ground and stood above him, ripping the egg of out his talons.
Eventually, Burn herself came down. Hivitur gulped.
She took the egg from her soldier. “You seriously thought you could outrun an army? It was almost lucky for you that literally only me and my guards followed, and not any of the Skywing soldiers who were guarding the egg. But, alas, looks like you got caught anyway.”
She started switching the egg back and forth between her talons, Hivitur hoping she wouldn’t drop it or anything.
“Yes. Watch, in a tense silence. It brings me great joy.” Burn slithered, watching him closely as she tossed the egg from talon to talon. “I hope I don’t accidentally drop this thing, and achieve my goal that I came after you to do, that being: destroy this egg...”
“Well, then, be carful. That looks dangerous.” Heetvhueeir said.
Burn gave a generic evil laugh. “You actually thought.”
She underhand tossed the egg of the side of the cliff. 
“You FOOL! That was our only hope of possibly getting someone besides you to win! How could you do such a tactically sound yet incredibly horrible thing!?” He yelled.
“I’m very, very evil. I thought it was kind of obvious, dude.” She said. “I think you’re a bit too dumb to live. Guards, end his misery.”
The guards ripped his wings to shreds and threw him off, too.
“Lets go find something else to kill.” Burn said. “Preferably a dragon because I love killing and terrorizing those who live in my main ally’s kingdom.”
They flew off into the dark night.
PART 1
Clay got backhand slapped across the face by one of his guardians, Kestrel. He fell to the ground writing in pain, even though he was a literal dragon who would tank fire streams and volcanic explosions later on.
He lived in a cave with a bunch of other dragons he had been with his whole life. It was pretty boring. Not much happened except getting beat up every once and a while and learning that he was supposed to save the world from a war.
“Get up you slithering, centipede-legged, disgusting, mongrel, fire snorting worm.” Kestrel said.
“Kestrel, you should try being nicer. It’s nice to be nice… and hungry. And nice. But mostly hungry. Lots of people like you and make jokes about how much you think about fo-“
“Shut up about food! Nobody cares! I hate you simply because you’re a child!” She yelled at him, knocking him down with a tail swing.
///
Later on, the Dragonets were reminding themselves about some exposition Webs gave them. They sadly went through acting it out, as the guardians watched their every move for the smallest mistake, since there was absolutely no way they would ever do this on their own.
After that was over, Starflight made sure to pound into their brains just how important they were, especially himself.
“-And so our fate is the world’s fate as well. After we choose a-“
“Starflight, just shut up. You’re such a nerd. Imagine wasting you life on scrolls.” Clay said, walking away.
“Yeah.” Tsunami agreed.
Glory and Sunny nodded.
Starflight was speechless. For once.
///
“Dragonets. We expect you to act respectful even though you have never respected respect-worthy figures in your entire lives. NOW LINE UP. Morrowseer is coming.”
They lined up, facing the exit.
“The name Morrowseer sounds automatically evil. Are we gonna die?” Glory asked.
“Hopefully.” Kestrel said from behind them.
They waited for a bit when a gigantic dragon arrived. The roof magically extended so he could fit. He looked moderately like a brick.
He payed none of them mind except Glory.
“Why is that random Rainwing in here? How did she wander to the other side of Phyrria?” He asked.
Webs sidled up to him. “We… uh… we… kinda… Hivitur kinda… got the Skywing egg… uh… killed…… she’s the replacement…” He muttered, trailing off. 
“Hmmmmm… I didn’t expect this while making my super over-complicated and confusing plan…” Morrowseer whispered to himself.
He looked up at the Guardians. “Get rid of it. We need a Skywing, though I’m not going to tell you why, since it’s a part of my intellectual plot.”
One of the guardians was whispering: ‘can he… do that?’ When Tsunami jumped on him, scratching and biting.
“NOBODY TALKS TO MY HATED RIVAL LIKE THAT!”
Morrowseer picked her up by the wing and launched her into the wall, breaking fourty two of her bones.
“Great job, Seawing. Anyways, I want you Gaurdians to murder that lazy Rainwing in her sleep. You, Nightwing, must come with me. We’re going to a have a little chat about how much better we are than them.” He said, walking off, Starflight behind him.
After he left, Kestrel started screaming at Tsunami for the twentyth… no, twenty second time that day.
“YOU IDIOT! Do you know how simple it would’ve been for him to crush your spine? A FLICK. A FLICK, TSUNAMI! A FLICK!”
Tsunami got up angrily. “Whatever. At least Glory gets to die. I’ll help.” She said angrily. Glory had disappeared. Tsunami angrily walked off into a tunnel, and Clay followed her, worried. She seemed kinda angry. He had to stop her, he was way too nice to ignore it.
“Tsunami. I know you hate her, and I know she’s really mean, and I know she only speaks to be sarcastic, and I know she’s overpowered and you wanted to be the strongest among us, but please. She has a good heart, I promise.”
“I don’t care about organs.” Tsunami said.
“I swear she… uh… we can escape! How does that sound Tsunami? We get out of here, and then ditch her without any murdering!”
Tsunami stopped and considered it. “I guess that’s a good plan.”
///
After getting out through the very-easy-to-find river exit, they finally flew.
“This is pretty neat, I guess. You know, flying for the first time after being trapped in a little cave our entirelives. So incredibly exciting.” Clay said calmly. “Wait… is that… MUD!?!?!??!?!?”
He dived vertically into the ground, nearly breaking his neck.
Tsunami landed next to him and watched him with a disgusted look as he rolled as much as possible in the mud.
“What are you doing?” She asked.
“I-… I can feel the great power within me surging! I also knew exactly what this stuff was without ever seeing it before in my life!” He exclaimed, still rolling in the muck.
She rolled her eyes when he stopped dead, staring into the sky. “Did I just unlock my final form?” He whispered.
“Let’s go.” She mutttered. Angrily.
///
They walked through the woods, for some reason, as they were flying dragons, when they found a scavenger.
It was instantly eaten by a Skywing wearing some epic queenly stuff.
“Are you Scarlet? We’ve heard a ton about you.” Tsunami said.
Scarlet looked at them with a confused expression. “I thought I was supposed to introduce myse… that was some strange déjà vu…”
She went silent before continuing. “First of all, you should call me by my THRILLING title of queen. Second, you look like a great prisoner. You should totally do something to anger me. Give me a reason to be an antagonist, you know how it goes.”
Tsunami shrugged, picked up a sword, and stabbed her in the tail.
“I didn’t think you would actually do it! You will pay for that, kid!”
They dodged a stream of fire, and at the exact second they lost sight of her, decided the best course of action would be to go immediately back to their friends in the cave, flying in plain sight.
///
They arrived at the cave, and were able to get the others out. They had been talking for a bit about what to bring.
“It’s important information!” Starflight said, as the others scoffed at his humongous sack of scrolls. “There is so much history here and I couldn’t bear leaving without them. Please... any of you?” He whispered.
Clay thought it over. “Well… I suppose we could use them as kindling. We aren’t nerds, so they would really only be useful to you.”
“PLEASE, PLEAAASE LISTEN TO ME! I HAVE BEEN TALKING THIS ENTIRE TIME AND NOBODY CARES!” Sunny screamed.
“Clay, Clay, buddy. I’m sure they’ll be useful.” Starflight insited.
Suddenly, twenty dragons landed in front of them.
“Hello, dragonets! PREPARE TO BE THRILLINGLY CAPTURED!”
They were rushed and on the ground in moments. When the Gaurdians arrived, they immediately failed at their job. Webs jumped into the river, and since for some reason none of the soldiers knew how to swim, they gave that up. They caught Kestrel, then Scarlet murdered the one nobody remembered the name of.
Scarlet smiled down at them after it was over. “Time to bring some children into my THRILLING arena. How THRILLING it will be to watch you all DIE. I’m sure nothing will go wrong.”
PART 2
Clay sadly laid on the incredibly complicated and money-wasting Skywing Prison. Who in their right mind okayed gigantic stone pillars to put a single dragon on top of?
He had been watching some of the arena battles. Queen Scarlet was the most passionate of all the onlookers, screaming her brains out whenever who she thought was going to be the winner started to lose.
A whole lotta blood. If it hardened, would it be like mud? Could he roll in it and gain even more incredible powers? What would happen if he killed his friends and bathed in their blood…?
Suddenly, a Skywing dropped a piece of charred food in front of him. He poked it and it faded away as dust into the wind.
He looked up at her and she smiled. He recoiled.
He stared at her in horror.
“What are you doing JUST IDLING THERE!? YOU’RE MELTING TALONS OFF!” He screamed, nearly falling from the stone pillar.
“Oh. Sorry.” She said, flying away a couple of feet.
“Geez. Who even are you?” He asked.
“I’m Peril! The queen’s thrilling- wait, no, amazing- champion!”
He frowned. “So I guess I’m going to fight you if I survive the first few rounds?” He asked. She nodded. “Better not talk, then. Don’t want to accidentally make friends or something, I’m so nice it happens by accident.”
“But… but I want to talk to you. It’s so boring just doing stuff for Queeny all the time. The other prisoners just keep screeching at me and saying how terrible and horrifying I am.” She said sadly, like she had some depth to her.
“Well that’s sad.” Clay said. He couldn’t help it! He was far too nice not to be nice. And this dragon seemed like one of those people who was on the villain’s side, but would come around eventually and join the protagonists after realizing they were wrong. Just a little thought.
They got to talking, and after a bit of explanation, she left.
///
He woke up in the morning to see two guards unchaining Starflight, to take him into the arena.
“Hey! That’s my friend! You can’t do that!” He yelled. Tsunami yelled it from the other side of the pillars too, somehow.
One of them looked in his direction. “Oh, really? I’m sorry about that.” He said. “Would you like to ask the Queen about it?”
“Sure.” Said Clay.
///
They were thrown into Scarlet’s Throne Room. She sneered down on them.
“Ugh, little children. What do you monstrosities of nature want?” She asked snidely.
Clay looked to her left and noticed Glory on a white tree, glowing all sorts of strange colors, a loose rope looped around her neck limply hanged on an crescent hook.
“Scarlet-“
“THRILLING QUEEN SCARLET TO YOU!”
“Thrilling Queen-
“Only I get to use THRILLING, you fool. Just call me Queen Scarlet. It sounds much cooler like that, even though the word THRILLING is perfect in every way and should be overused at any opportunity.”
“Queen Scarlet, I don’t want my friend to die. He’s too weak and slow and mean and bad at fighting and booky to survive out there.” Starflight covered his snout and wept on the floor.
“Hmm… you want to go instead? I would enjoy watching your brutal death, if that’s fine with you.”
“Sure thing.” Clay said. He couldn’t help looking at Glory again. I’ve gotta help her. I mean, she could easily remove that rope from around her neck and walk off, but she isn’t, so I’ve gotta do it.
“Also, while I’m here, where are the others? Sunny and Kestrel?” Clay asked nicely.
“Because I am so extremely confident in my prisons, I shall let you know this information. Sunny (trash name, by the way) shall be sold to Burn when she comes for my THRILLING hatching day party. I’m going to make her wear a little hat. As for Kestrel, she’s in her own personal prison that I had, for some reason. Now, back to your own private a hundred foot tall stone pillars!” She said, waving at the guards to take them away.
///
Clay was thrown into the arena with an Icewing. The prince Vermillion decided he would become an announcer so he had something to do. The crowd cheered as they stared at each other, doing nothing.
“Hey.” Clay said. The Icewing started coming at him.
“What’s your name? Can we just prolong the fight for a bit and get to know each other so we don’t die?” He asked.
“I’m Fjord. And we both die in that case. You are way to nice to be an actual dragon.” He said, breathing Frostbreath at him. Clay somehow dodged, since all he learned in fight training was how to get slapped.
Suddenly, some black stuff was shot in Fjord’s direction. It hit him in the eyes.
“AHHHH! Rainwing venom!” He screamed loudly, convulsing. The crowd whispered the general question of: “what’s a Rainwing?”
“HOW HAVE NONE OF YOU EVER SEEN RAINWING VENOM!?” He screamed. “SERIOUSLY!? ARE RAINWINGS ACTUALLY SO LAZY THAT NONE OF YOU KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME!?  AND HERE I THOUGHT I WAS JUST MEAN, BUT I WAS RIGHT-“ he screamed again, falling onto the ground.
“I’m actually going to die in Scarlet’s arena to a decoration…” he muttered, his eyes completely dissolving. He was finished.
The crowd was silent for a moment. Then they broke into ecstatic cheering. 
///
Something happened involving Kestrel, and Peril stopped Scarlet from killing someone blah blah blah. Clay didn’t care in the slightest, especially since it meant the worst Guardian may die. All he was focused on was rescuing Sunny and Glory.
///
Their plan to rescue Sunny and Glory had gone terribly. And now they were here.
They were trapped behind a giant wall of fire in a small room. “You simply cannot be angry at me for kicking you out of your featureless stone space. That’s what it is. It’s not a room, Peril.” Scarlet told her. She angrily walked out the door.
Burn came through after her. It was terrifying to see her in the scales. 
“Good idea Scarlet.” She growled. “This wall of fire is the perfect plan to keep those dragons trapped. I mean, they’re only dragons, after all. No dragon can jump through fire for half a second and survive... that’s a well known fact. It’s much safer to keep all three of them there, together, instead of chained up with fireproof wires, wing bonds, and a death drop, while also by themselves. You are so incredibly smart.” She praised.
“Thanks Burn!” Scarlet said.
Burn smiled cutley at her.
“Shouldn’t you monologue, or something?” Tsunami asked.
“SHUT IT, WORM. Or I’ll serve you as the main course in the banquet.” Burn snapped at her.
They walked away, giggling, as the Dragonets thought about how they would escape this incredibly mentally demanding predicament.
Peril came back to stare at Clay silently for a bit, until Starflight finally noticed her.
“Of course! We can use her to escape! You two are friends, right?” Starflight asked.
Clay looked at him happily. “You’re right… we can get her to move the fire rocks!”
“Oh. I thought we could throw her through the stone wall, or something.” Starflight stated.
“I could move the rocks! You are so smart and nice and cute, Clay!” Peril said. She picked them up and chucked them out of the way.
They snuck down the halls when they noticed Sunny in a cage over the great hall.
“Perfect!” Clay said. “Now all we need to do is get her and Glory back with us, and we’re home free!”
“Home free?” Peril asked.
“It’s a metaphor for running away really fast.” Starflight explained in his stupid, annoying smart voice.
“You’re leaving?” She asked. Clay nodded.
She looked about to cry. “SCARRRRLEEET!”
Clay’s jaw went slack as her and Burn appeared next to them from a different room. Burn was wearing a small party hat.
“No! No, no, no, no, NO! Nobody is escaping near my THRILLING hatching day!” She growled, high pitched.
“I’m sorry thrilling Queen Scarl- oh I’m so sorry. I forgot, I swear! It was muscle memory!” Clay whimpered as he backed into the wall, Scarlet towering over him.
“Big mistake, using her word.” Burn said.
“That’s about it. YOU TWO are going to fight for my hatching day!” Scarlet screamed at them, pointed at Clay and Peril.
“It’s going to be so thrilling.”
///
Tsunami fought some random Seawing as Clay miserably waited to die. If this were a scroll series, he thought, that Seawing would definitely be revealed to be her father or brother or something in her POV scroll.
Starflight was brought down afterwards, and he obviously refused to fight. Clay didn’t really know why Scarlet thought he would do otherwise. He was far too weak and cowardly to fight anyone.
A bunch of Icewings were brought out in front of his friends. They stared each other down, or rather, the Icewing group stared Tsunami down as Starflight hid behind her.
Then a dark shape blocked the sun. Half a dozen Nightwings started circling the arena, Morrowseer landing in the middle of it, shaking the ground and possibly causing a small earthquake.
“Ugh. Icewings, so horrible. Fellow evildoers, destroy them.” He commanded. The Nightwings flew down and killed the Icewings as Morrowseer walked up to Scarlet.
“Hello, Queen Skywing I didn’t bother learning the name of. I am the great Morrowseer, and before starting this conversation I would like you to know that I am talking down to you.” He said, pausing to let her speak.
“You can’t just show up and crash my Hatching Day! Your friends didn’t even kill those Icewings in cool ways…” she said sadly.
“I need one of your prisoners for my super-secret-in-depth plan.” He said. “The one who is much better than the others, yet worse then me and my team. Him.” He said, pointing at Starflight.
“You cannot talk down to my- the queen!” Burn roared at him.
“I want to end you so badly.” Morrowseer snarled at her, quietly. “My job and entire existence under the Nightwing queen pretty much revolves around ending you, actually. But I won’t, for some random reason.” He said mysteriously.
He picked up Starflight, and the Nightwings flew away, laughing.
Scarlet stared after him in anger. Burn patted her on the back in remorse.
“I must cause more drama before this book is over. It is the only thing that brings me happiness.” Scarlet growled. “PERIL, MY THRILLING CHAMPION WILL FIGHT CLAY THE MUDWING!”
Clay was brought down to the arena, scared out of his mind. What if he got melted?
They fought, Peril apparently extremely sad about this. Clay wouldn’t have really cared, but he was kinda sad too since he was so incredibly nice.
Peril wailed on him with her claws, and he realized he was immune to fire! His talons melting off earlier must’ve been his imagination! He eventually knocked Peril to the ground.
“USE THE VENOM! USE THE VENOM! I NEED DEATH TODAY!” Scarlet yelled, leaning over the balcony in excitement.
Venom was shot from next to her, from Glory! It went straight toward Peril like she was trying and was actually going to hit a bullseye, even though she had only shot it once before. 
Peril tried to dodge, but she couldn’t. Then the venom rebounded off her plot armor and hit Scarlet in the face!
There was an eardrum shattering shriek and every Skywing who could fly took off in terror. Burn dragged her away.
The arena was completely empty except for Tsunami, Peril, and Clay. Glory lifted the loop of rope off her neck and woozily flew down to join them.
Tsunami roared at her. “How!? You can turn invisible AND shoot instantaneous magical death spit!?” Tsunami teared up, probably for being the only one without something cool. 
“We are not calling it-“ Glory started.
“Peril, why would you betray us?” Clay asked, changing the subject.
“You had to stay here.” She said simply.
Clay rolled his eyes and they flew to the great hall. Somehow, the news about the venom hitting Scarlet scared off every Skywing in the kingdom, instead of bringing in even more soldiers.
They found Sunny’s bird cage, and Peril proclaimed that she would do anything for Clay after he asked her if she could open it.
Sunny hopped down. She started speaking, but no noise came out, and the other dragons ignored her.
“We should rescue my mother. I don’t know why I care about her so much, but I do. Her name’s Kestrel.” Peril told them.
“Oh. No wonder you’re so horrible.” Tsunami said.
“I agree.” Clay said. “While Kestrel may have been terrible, and we may have all hated her, and she may have hurt us, and she may have kept us in a dark cave our entire lives, and she may be really angry all the time, and she may… too many reasons. But we should still save her.” Clay finished. Starflight nodded.
“I AGREE!” Sunny screamed. They payed her jabbering no mind, and since Glory didn’t have an opinion, due to being the sarcastic character, it was two to one.
///
They got to Kestrel’s private prison and opened the unlocked door. They looked down the large hole that was the prison, seeing Kestrel laying at the bottom.
“What are you doing down there?” Clay asked.
“Wallowing. This is much better than hanging out with Webs and the other guy… and much better than dealing with any of you. NOW GO DIE IN A FIRE!” She screeched at him.
“You have to come with us.”
“WHY!?” She asked, looking up at him with anger.
“I-I… I dunno.” Clay said.
“… good enough a reason for me, I guess.”
///
After telling them where their eggs came from, which none of them cared about except Tsunami, who learned she was a princess, she flew off after foreshadowing somebody called the Dragon of Jade Mountain.
“Now that I have finally learned I came from the swamp, y’know, the place where all Mudwings come from, I feel like I should find my family.” Clay said.
And so it was, he went off to try and find his real family. He thought he heard Peril crying as the Dragonets left.
PART 3
He and the others landed outside. There was a bunch of dead dragons. 
“Hah. They’re all losers. Get it? They’re all dead.” Glory explained.
///
Clay and Glory walked into the swamp, after she magically made herself look like a Mudwing with her super powers. They met a Mudwing commanding some soldiers, and she gave them some much appreciated worldbuilding. They asked for directions to Clay’s mom, and she pointed over to a mud hole.
“Wow. No way. It’s our brother. Our TRUE BIGWINGS!” A Mudwing said, surrounded by more Mudwings. They were in a Mudwing sorta place, after all.
“No way. This was completely unexpected, as in, a twist I didn’t see coming or expect whatsoever.” Clay said. “Who are you?”
“Reed, Marsh, Phesant, Sora, and Umber, and over there is Crane if you believe in ghosts. Don’t worry about rembering our names, I know you forgot after book two and had to look up who we were in book seven.” Reed snarled, looking directly at you, the reader.
“Yeah, but, I don’t know you!” Clay said excitedly.
“I’m the leader.” Reed said.
“I’m nervous.” Marsh said.
“I’m here.” Pheasant said.
“I’m a sympathetic twist antagonistic something.” Sora said.
“I’m gay.” Umber said.
“Cool.” Clay said. “I’m going to go talk to my mother no-“
Then, everything came to a stop. He couldn’t just leave his siblings here, could he? To die in the war, without a bigwings? Well, for all he knew, they could be trying to kidnap him and are, in fact, part of the Mudwing Mafia, but cmon! Then he thought of the Dragonets, his more true siblings.
He made a decision. His character arc… was finished. 
He was… nice.
He thanked them for introducing themselves, but said a sad goodbye, walking over to his mother’s mud hole.
“Mom?” He asked. Glory scoffed as the Mudwing rose from the hole.
“Who in the world are you? Mudwings conversing with their neighbors is looked down upon here.” She said.
“I’m… your son.” Clay said dramatically.
“Neat. I sold you for a cow. Now let me go back to sleep.” She said, sinking into the mud once again.
Clay stared.
“Dang.” Glory chuckled.
///
Blister and Morrowseer sat on a windy rock, above the ocean, discussing their evil plans.
Kestrel arrived on the rock. Morrowseer gave a suspiciously subtle smile.
“Kestrel. And here I was, thinking you were an absolute jerk who seriously wanted these children to die.” Morrowseer mused.
“I’m in a weird phase right now. My doctor said it was: ‘unexplored and underutilized character depth/development.’ I don’t know. But anyway, you said the Dragonets were in trouble?” She wondered.
“You were right. She really is an idiot.” Blister said, chuckling. Morrowseer chuckled. Blister chuckled again. Morrowseer chuckled again. Blist-
“SHUT UP. I’M the edgy looking one, only I get to chuckle sinisterly.” Morrowseer growled suddenly. He turned back to Kestrel. “And you came running.” He chuckled.
“I flew here, idiot.” She said.
“I’m going to murder you in the most brutal way possible now.” Blister said.
She slashed her neck as she stabbed her tail through Kestrel’s heart, throwing her down to the ocean below.
“We will both get what we want, I promise.” Morrowseer said.
“That’s not what you were supposed to say. Did you get too lazy to find the quote on the canon wiki?”
“… Yes.”
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*More is coming soon*
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