All Becomes Clear

== Prologue ==
A spherical egg with a pointy tip shone in the moonlight. A red and yellow HiveWing with blurred black freckles watched it crack. Dragonfly sighed, rocking herself gently. There was no way to keep the dragonet inside.
My dragonet. Dragonfly reminded herself. She was stuck here, while the egg would be transported to an adoptive home. She shuffled her claws, tears in her brown eyes. 
“It’s my fault anyway. Not like I’d make a good parent,” she said out loud. She heard talonsteps, and sat down. “Dragonfly, I’m here for your egg.” She heard a voice call.
She stood up slowly, then turned towards the now open door. “Please- can’t I at least see her hatch?” Dragonfly pleaded. “No.” a different voice said. “Splinter…” the first guard said. “Fine.” Splinter spat.
The egg already had a hole in the top, which a dark yellow-green snout was already poking through. There was a cracking sound, and the pearly white shell fell away, revealing a lime green HiveWing-looking dragonet. The dragonet squeaked, and stumbled around the cave.
A shimmering white bug buzzed around, landing on the hatchling's nose. A lymebug. "She's hatched. Let's go," Splinter growled, scooping up the dragonet. "Her name is Lymebug!" Dragonfly called after the guards.
"Yeah, yeah." she heard Splinter grumble back. Someday that grumpy old LeafWing is going to soften, I'm sure of it, Dragonfly thought. "Dragonfly," a prisoner called. "Yeah?" Dragonfly flew up to the window. It was barred, but through the bars, she could see a handsome SkyWing.
"She's never going to know you," the SkyWing said softly. "I know," Dragonfly said. There was a lump in her throat that she couldn't swallow.
"He's never going to know her either." the SkyWing whispered. He was the father. An orange HiveWing with red speckles. "Remind me of her genetic makeup?" the SkyWing said. "Glide, I've told you a million times," Dragonfly growled.
"Tell me again," Glide's amber eyes were soft, he was trying to cheer her up. "82% HiveWing, 8% RainWing, 5% NightWing, 3% IceWing, and 2% LeafWing."
"She's going to make it," Glide said confidently. I hope so, Dragonfly thought. I really hope so.
~***~
Not far away, a certain messy project was taking place. "We've got a new enrollment." a black HiveWing with red spots shouted. "Yes, sir?" the soft green SeaWing next to him asked. "Lymebug; newly hatched. Will join the Academy in 8 years." the HiveWing announced.
"So that fills up the list for that age group, that year," a NightWing with glasses said.
"Back to work!" the construction manager, a MudWing-SandWing hybrid yelled.
~***~
Another dragonet was hatching right then. Two dragonets. That could make or break Lymebug's future.
"They're hatching."
The dark purple egg was in the moonlight. "Isn't he gonna turn silver?" a young dragonet asked. "He will. Give him time." The older dragon was correct. The purple egg was indeed shimmering under the pearlescent light, the shell changing color as the dragons watched.
"What about that egg?" another dragon gestured towards the very large egg in the corner. "It's hatching," a NightWing sighed.
The large egg hatched first. Two dragonets climbed out. One of them wasn't important. But the other... "The silver egg!" the young dragonet cried. It was cracking. The silver shell fell away. A dark purple SeaWing-looking thing tumbled out. But he wasn't just a SeaWing; he was part NightWing.
He was definitely important.
== Chapter 1 ==
"You sure you have everything?" Adélie asked for the MILLIONTH TIME. "Yes!" Lymebug groaned. "Okay, I love you Bug!" Adélie said. Lyme rolled her eyes.
"If you loved me, you wouldn't be sending me away. To the middle of the ocean." Lyme grunted.
Adélie sighed. "Come on, love," she murmured, cupping Lyme's face with her talons. Lyme pushed her away. "Bye, Mom," Lyme waved a talon at the IceWing. "WAIT." a gray MudWing-IceWing yelled.
"Chinchilla!" Lyme growled. She took him by the wrist and leaped out the door, flapping her four shiny wings and pulling Chinchilla with her. "Ow, lemme gooooo, Lyyyyyyyyymmeee," he whined. She dropped his wrist and he flew ahead.
"Um, we're going that way," Lyme said, pointing in the opposite direction of where Chinchilla was flying. He swooped around and dove towards the beach.
Lyme sighed and, tucking in her wings, followed.
"Hello, you two must be Lymebug and Chinchilla!" a small green SeaWing yelped. "Yes..." Lyme grumbled. "I'm Ms. Moonfish." the SeaWing smiled. Ms. Moonfish was shorter than most of the students in the group. Lyme noticed that there were younger and older dragonets.
"While we fly, I'll explain how Midway works," Ms. Moonfish announced.
The dragons all took to the air.
"Midway is sorted into age groups. Each class is made up of one age group. There are 16 dragons in each age group. The academy's youngest age group is 3 year olds, and the oldest is 10 year olds. You'll have class with those dragons, and live with them. The- the ones in your age group, I mean."
Lyme heard a few dragonets snorting in the back. Moonfish sighed. Lyme almost fell out of the air when the sky shifted next to her and a scarlet and orange RainWing appeared.
”Can you not do... that?” Lyme growled. The RainWing giggled and went invisible again. "Wait," Lyme called to the empty air desperately. She saw a faint red outline shimmer, then a voice asked, "What?"
"Talk to me," Lyme said quietly. The RainWing came back into view, and Lyme got a full look at her. She was definitely part SkyWing. "I'm Lyme. Bug. Lymebug." Lyme introduced herself. The SkyWing-RainWing turned an iridescent blue color, smiling at Lyme. "I'm Squirrel."
Lyme stared towards the front of the group, where a dark purple dragon and a pinkish-red dragon were arguing. Wait... Dark purple scales. Flashes of black and silver. I know that dragon. 
"Starsea!" Lyme yelled in excitement, swooping towards the Sea-Night hybrid. "Lyme!" Starsea cried, turning around midair. Lyme caught his outstretched talons and hovered in the brilliant blue sky.
“I didn’t think you were coming!” Starsea exclaimed. Lyme breathed in his scent of ocean waves and the moons and the stars. “I thought- after graduation- I thought you left? Weren’t you going to join the-“ Lyme gasped.
”No. That- it didn’t work out,” Starsea gulped. “Oh, Stars, I’m so sorry,” Lyme whispered. “Don’t be,“ Starsea sighed.
“Are we gonna fly, or what?” An annoying voice to Lyme’s left asked. “We’re gonna fly…” Lyme sighed. 
== Chapter 2 ==
Lyme saw an island and dove. They’d been flying a few days now, stopping at ports at the islands. A few hours earlier, a couple of the younger students had almost fallen asleep in the sky(mostly RainWings), and the others had built a supportable platform that older students took turns holding up a vine that connected to a part of the platform.
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