Hello it's Swiftfoot here and I am doing a Wings of Fire fanfic. This is not my series, Tui T. Sutherland owns it. This is an idea I had with my friend a while back and as the only one with a fanfic account I will post it. Please rate and review, it would mean a lot to me if you told me your opinions! Goodbye for now, readers!

Prologue (more of a history lesson)

A long time ago, it was common for Nightwings to breed with Icewings. These dragons would give birth to dragons called Moonwings. These dragons have silvery-blue scales with violet eyes. They were considered abominations to the dragons of Pyrrhia. The other races of dragons wanted them gone. They were thought to have all died, but only about a fourth of the population died while evacuating the mainland of their home in search of a good island to live on. This story is what happened to them now.

Night's POV

"Night! What are you doing over here? This is for Watcher dragons only! You need to go with the other dragonets." My mother, Crater, is scolding me for standing on the Cleft of Isolation (whatever that means) that is used to watch for the evil dragons of Pyrrhia that had Moonwings banished from their land. This fact is one of the many facts taught at the School, which is an academy that teaches the dragonets to use their powers, but is only for dragonets under the age of four. The other dragons went to the Academy, where the dragonets prefect their powers, and get the scoop on the dragons of Pyrrhia.

Having an older sister, who was Blue, I got the same lessons as my sis. I have learned that the Glow Family (my Family) has both psychic powers and freezer beam powers. I don't know what either does; as that is taught to dragons of the age of three. I am two years old.

Glory's POV

"Queen Glory, Sir Deathbringer at your service with a prophecy for none other than her Majesty." I sit straight up in my chair. A prophecy? Will this be another of the fake prophecies that Nightwings love to create? I am wondering about the prophecy I was involved in when Deathbringer waves a talon in my face. "Shall I come back later, my love?" Thinking certain things I shouldn't say, I respond with a "Deathbringer, tell me the prophecy. And don't let anyone but me hear it."

Okay! This is only the prologue of my story, so I want to know where you think this is going in terms of how good it is. Now please rate and review, and check out my other fanfic if you like the Warriors series. Hate Burn and Blister and may StarClan be with you! Sorry, wrong fanfic!