((So, this is the first story I've ever written! It takes aspects from a game I love to play( points to you inf you know what it is,) but enough talking, on to the story!))
Chapter One: Lossedit
"Is it ready?" Vivace overheard, being dragged along slowly by a burly IceWing. His head was spinning with the cacophony in the large room; the scream of a dragonet being pulled away from their parents; the vivacious chatter of the leaders; the wall of soldiers blocking an angry mob a short distance away.
"Vivace!" He heard his mother call, sadly.
Vivace dug his talon into the stone under him, trying to fight back against his captive. He managed to damage to IceWing's leg, but that was all he could manage. He felt a blow hit his neck and spine, and he felt dazed.
He saw his mother suddenly jump over the wall of soldiers, and slitting one's throat. She made a break for Vivace, but didn't make it a fourth of the distance before being pinned down, her neck being crushed by a guard. Vivace felt helpless as he watched the guard slowly pull a metal object off a belt on his waist. He heard three shots, crisp, staccato.
Tink!-Tink!-Tink!
His mother's talon fell, and a pool of black blood pooled around her skull.
No. NO!
Vivace held his urge to cry aloud inside of him. He knew if he tried to run to her, the guard would just knock him out completely.
Curse you... curse you all!
He was dragged along, like a living ragdoll. He saw his mother's figure fade away from him slowly, as if she was a sunset. The world went dark; either something was over his head, or he'd lost consciousness.
When he came to, he was in a circular room with several others dragons, one from each tribe. They all had scared expressions on their faces, as if they'ed seen Darkstalker.
"Go to sleep, you have a very... painful day tomorrow," The IceWing guard said, smiling. He shut the door and the light in the room vanished. The SeaWing beside Vivace lit up her scales.
"Why are we here?" She asked, tears in her eyes. She was a deep purple, and had speckles of gold in her scales. By her phosphorescent scales he could tell that she was of royal decent. He had to admit he thought she was pretty.
"I don't know," the burly SkyWing said; he was a lighter orange, with strange deep blue eyes.
Vivace turned and saw the RainWing crying on the shoulder of the IceWing and MudWing inside the cave; he wanted to join the Rainwing, but another thought hit him.
Strange... why is an is an IceWing here? Why would they take one of their own tribe?
Vivace spoke, looking down at his black and yellow scales, clear hybrid indication.
"Whatever they brought us here for, I'm getting revenge."
The SeaWing nodded, understanding him. "I want to as well. But first, me must play their game."
Her light vanished. "Rest, we shall need it."
Vivace woke first, before any of the others stirred. He woke the SeaWing.
"You all right?" He asked.
"Yeah. My name's Aquifer." She replied.
"Vivace."
"Did they kill your family too?" She asked, looking saddened.
Vivace's emotion overwhelmed him, but he kept it inside.
"They did. The beasts they are, killing for no reason."
"I feel you, and I agree. Wake the others."
Vivace looked up quickly. "You have a plan?"
She turned to him. "No. I'm rolling with the current currently," she joked.
They laughed a little, a seemingly impossible thing to do in their current situation.
"So you make it up as you go?"
"Yes, I do. Lets wait until we know what's so 'painful' about today."
They woke the others, and they all introduced themselves.
"I'm Guerrilla," The RainWing spoke. She had a dark gray spot along his scales, that wouldn't go away, no matter what color her scales became. She was a wiry build, and she seemed nervous.
"Welkin," The SkyWing said, confidently.
"Regosol," The MudWing uttered quietly. He must've have a IceWing heritage, for he had a white tint to his brown, making a white chocolate-like color. He was small, for a MudWing. That's why they captured him; I've heard that IceWings hat hybridization.
"Flashfreeze," The IceWing vocalized. She was a weird Ultramarine blue, the Spines down her back fading to a pure white. Vivace saw where she got her name from; Flashfreeze looked like water slowly turning to ice. "Flash for short."
"Sandstone." The SandWing said from far across the room. She looked like she was partially made of stone. Her scales were a pure tan, with underscales a apt yellow.
Vivace and Aquifer uttered their names, then said, in unison, "Nice to meet you all." As they said this, the door swung open with a creak that made me want to claw my ears off. "So, you are awake. I am Baylis, and today, you go from dragonets, to Tennos".
