The Black Death; A Wings of Fire Fan-Fiction

===Prologue ===
Death. That was all Rust could here. Screams and cries filled the area. A Skywing- Wait no, a Hivewing was sitting down, something in her talons. A Dragonet. The Dragonet wasn't even breathing. The Dragoness gave a cry saying, "NO!" Rust felt sorry for the poor dragoness. He wished he could hold back the pain for her. He stormed into his house and sighed. Possibility wasn't safe. All Rust knew, this sickness was called "The Black Death." Rust's ear rang, his eyes looked out of his window. More bodies were by his house. Some pigs nuzzled a dead dragon. Not much of an hour later, the pigs were squealing, running around and finally dropping dead onto the road.  Rust yanked himself out of his house's door. He flew past the roads full of bodies and over the fields of grain the farmers forgot to harvest. Now, he was heading to the lone island on the edge of Pyhrria. 
=== Chapter 1===
The Black Death. That word ringed everywhere you would go. Everyone blamed foreign Pantalan Merchants for bringing this sickness. After Sundew and the others came, they began to sell things they had back in Pantala. Phyrria's tribes are being killed by this sickness every day. One out of every Three dragons died! There wasn't even enough heirs for the tribe's thrones!
Oracle was sitting on his island. The sickness hasn't reach it yet, but Oracle knew the coughing, fever, lumps, and headaches would soon meet him on his island. He fore-told most of the dragons dying but then- Oh no... His queen had died, his tribe was falling apart, but his kingdom, the Night Kingdom, was almost dead. For some reason, Oracle knew this was coming and it was going to happen. Something splashed onto his island, panting and crying. Oracle trotted over and helped the dragon up. "Are you alright?" He asked as he looked for wounds on the dragon, he then realized it was a black Seawing. "My family . . . dead." The Seawing replied slowly. His voice sounded weak. Oracle helped the Seawing up and took him to his cave.
===Chapter 2===
"What's your name?" Oracle said clawing the sand underneath his talons. "Im Puffin . . ." The Seawing replied slowly, "You can call me a Puffin if it pleases you." Puffin said with a sigh. Oracle replied with a laugh, "Well, I cann already see people called you that. Puffin smiled and fiddled with a bamboo stick. Then, silence fell.
THIS IS W.I.P.
Category:Literature
Category:Fanfictions (Unfinished)
Category:Wings of Fire
Category:Fanfictions