Wings of Fire - The Red Guardian

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This page was created by The Lost Tribes. Please do not steal, vandalize, or edit the page's storyline without permission (grammar and spelling fixes are highly appreciated, though).This is a Wings of Fire Alternate Universe where Kestrel survives Blister's attack. 
=Prolouge=
Wind howled around the rocky cliffs with the force of a thousand screaming dragons. It battered at the three on the cliff as if trying to tear off their wings. 
One dragon was as black as night, one red as flames, and one as pale as desert sand.
“Why did you bring me here?” Kestrel hissed, digging her claws into gaps in the rock. The wind seized her voice and threw it away.
Morrowseer ignored her. He stood closer to the SandWing, their heads sheltered by their wings so they could hear each other.
“Trust me, you’re the one.” He said. “Burn and Blaze are the two that shall die. We have chosen you to be the SandWing queen.” Waves roared at the base of the cliff below them.
Blister regarded him with glittering black eyes. She was smaller than Burn, with a long cunning face and a black diamond pattern running down her back. She had an eerie stillness to her, like a venomous snake about to strike.
Unlike her sisters she had no scars. She was much too clever to do any of the fighting herself.
“And the dragonets will make this happen. The dragonets that are now running loose along the countryside.”
“We’ll keep an eye on them,” Morrowseer promised. “It’s better this way. Once word gets out, everyone will be watching for them… waiting for the prophecy to come true at last.”
“What if they have their own ideas about who should be queen?” Blister asked.
“They won’t. Besides”—Morrowseer spread his wings so his silver scales caught the moonlight—“The NightWing dragonet has his orders now. He knows what he’s supposed to do.”
“What?” Kestrel yelled. “What are you saying?” She tried to crowd in closer, but the other dragons spoke as if she wasn’t there.
“I like that.” Blister mused. “A traitor in their midst. Tear them apart from the inside. My kind of plan.”
“We’re good at those,” Morrowseer said. A blast of wind buffeted the sea against the rocks and yanked at their tails. Thunder rumbled behind thick clouds in the distance. “But we expect what we were promised.”
“That won’t be a problem,” she said, running her forked tongue over her teeth. “Tell me, does your magic vision tell you where the dragonets will go next?”
Morrowseer looked at her sourly. “That’s not how it works,” he said.
Blister looked amused. “Well, let's hope it’s to the SeaWings, then,” she said. “And her? This is the trouble?” She tossed her head at Kestrel.
Kestrel caught the last question and took a cautious step back. “Yes,” she roared. “Why am I here? Morrowseer, you said the dragonets were in danger.”
“And you came running,” he said. “Well, of course they’re in danger. More than you know it. But the real reason you’re here is because you failed me.”
Kestrel blinked her yellow-orange eyes and took yet another step back, her wings twitching as she glared at him. “I failed you?” she growled. “I work for the Talons of Peace, not the NightWings. They can talk to me if they’ve got complaints. I kept those brats alive, like I was supposed to.”
“But they don’t need you anymore,” Morrowseer said. “And neither do we.”
The moment Morrowseer uttered those words, Kestrel shot into the sky. 
Blister, who had tried slashing Kestrel’s throat, missed and instead raked her tail. Blister spread her wings and flew after Kestrel, however SandWings were not designed for flying in storms, and Kestrel’s massive wings beat her along faster than Blister’s could. 
Morrowseer was following Blister close by, slightly better at flying during storms than she was, but still not as fast as Kestrel was.
Kestrel suddenly switched directions and dove towards Blister’s venomous tail, before seizing it in her claws and burning it until it blackened.
Kestrels extra weight sent Blister falling down to the jagged rocks below faster than her wings could lift her. Morrowseer began a dive, knocking Kestrel off Blister and slashing at Kestrel’s snout.
Kestrel had run out of fire, as she’d used it all on Blister’s tail. Morrowseer pushed Kestrel down, down, down, towards the ocean. Just as Kestrel hit the water’s surface, she flipped over onto Morrowseer’s back and used her massive wings to shove him downwards and impale him on an underwater rock.
=Chapter 1=
Kestrel had flown from Blister for hours, then managed to loose her in the mountains of the SkyWing kingdom. She stood at the entrance of the dragoet's cave, hoping she could use the cave to hide from Blister prowling the mountains.
As she rolled aside the boulder, she saw the familiar caverns ahead of her. It brought back a wave of terrible memories of the dragonets, ones she didn't want to dwell on for too long.
Dune's body sat near the river, rotting. Flies buzzed around the corpse, and the stone key still laid around his lifeless neck. 
Kestrel lifted the key off him and dropped it onto her shoulders, so she could leave the cave when the time came. She hoped it would be soon, the cave was awful compared to outside.
This is an unfinished AU, a new chapter will be added every so often.
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