Wings of Mist

HELLO EVERYBODY! OMG I can't believe I'm actually going through with this story! So, basically, it's about a RainWing who's actually…

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I do not claim ANY rights for Wings of Fire. It, unfortunately, is completely owned by Tui T. Sutherland.

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All was quiet in the rainforest. But Queen Glory was restless. She had a strange feeling of danger, and it seemed to be coming from the tunnel that once led to the old NightWing home. I need to find out what's going on. She thought with an internal growl. Because, if it is dangerous, I need to destroy it. And so, Glory, Queen of the RainWings, jumped off of the platform to her hut and soared off into the cool, rainforest air.

She landed not all that far away from the eerie animus tunnel created by Stonemover, Sunny's father. In the pool, by the waterfall, was a shimmering egg, the color of the moons overhead. How did an egg get here? She wondered. And why is it such a weird color? Glory picked up the egg in her talons, and gasped in awe as it changed color, just like a RainWing's scales. However, the colors were all light and misty. This is unlike any egg I've ever seen. Glory mused, sniffing the egg. It was definitely a dragon egg, but it seemed different somehow. Almost as if it's animus touched. Queen Glory gripped the egg tighter, and it suddenly splintered into a hundred crystal shards, all of them glittering, and then slowly turning a dull grey color. Glory looked up, and realized that all three of the moons were full, whereas only one had been full before the egg hatched. Glory looked down at the tiny dragonet.

"Did you do this?" She whispered, looking at the tiny dragonet. She noticed that, other than her gills and a star shaped gem in her forehead, the tiny dragonet looked exactly like a normal RainWing. To her surprise, the tiny dragonet nodded.

"Awrk. Awrk rawr." The little dragonet squeaked. It then shook itself, as if it were perfectly normal for a newly born dragonet to understand words spoken to it.

"Are… are you… animus touched?" Queen Glory asked the tiny dragonet. The little dragon scratched its head, and then shook her head, her nose scrunched up. "So you're not animus touched…" Glory mused aloud. The tiny dragonet then caught Glory's talon.

"Mommy!" The tiny dragonet gurgled. Glory looked at the dragonet in shock, then shook her head furiously.

"No. No, no, no, NO." Glory protested. "I'm not your 'Mommy'"

"Mommy." The strange little dragonet persisted. "You are Mommy." Glory sighed. Well, I guess I can't change this dragonet's stubborn mind. The Queen of the RainWings heaved a sigh, and placed the dragonet on her shoulders so that she wouldn't fall off.

"Silver," Glory called to her pet sloth. "Make sure that Mist doesn't fall off." Silver blinked sleepy eyes at her.

"Blurb." The sloth chirruped, hugging Glory's neck and bracing the newborn dragonet between itself and Glory's neck. As the Queen of the RainWings took off, she crashed into a black body.

"GLORY!" The NightWing roared. "Where have you BEEN all this time?" Glory righted herself, and roared back.

"What do you MEAN 'all this time'?!" Glory shot right back, then realized who the dragon was. "DEATHBRINGER?!" She roared in fury. "For your information, I've only been gone for an hour, and for another, I was just saving our dragonet from drowning!" Glory roared, lashing her tail. Deathbringer gaped at Glory, his eyes wide, and Glory realized the mistake she had made.

"OUR dragonet?" Deathbringer gasped. "B-but… HOW?!" Deathbringer then noticed the tiny dragonet on Glory's shoulder. "You… had an egg? And you didn't tell me?" Deathbringer asked, then looked up at the three moons, glowing brightly overhead.

"There shouldn't have been another brightest night for the next thousand years." Glory mused glancing down at her talons. Deathbringer looked equally confused.

"And yet, there is. On the night when our dragonet was to hatch." He murmured, scratching his neck. I wonder what this could bode for Phyrria…

Some way away…

"Moon, are you sure this is a good idea?" Qibli asked his NightWing companion. "It could be some sort of trap." Moon just shook her head.

"It's alright, Qibli, I know what I'm doing. I can't sense any minds anywhere near here." Moon smiled gesturing a wing out towards the empty marshlands. Suddenly, a headache hit her like nothing she had ever felt before. The IceWing who had been with them, Winter, stepped forwards hesitantly.

"Moon?!" He shouted.

"Moon!" Echoed an equally familiar voice, belonging to that of a now white and green RainWing. But Moon couldn't stand. She could hardly breathe. The vision was bearing down on her like a thousand mountains falling. She suddenly saw two very strange eggs, one resting in a smoking volcano, the other wrapped in swirling mist. Words were marching through her mouth, and she could not understand any of them.

"In the misty forest old, under the rain a legend is told. A crystal egg in forest pool, awaits the Glorious one. In the hidden island of the night, a smoldering egg fills all with fright. Born with power untold, they shall fight as told of old. One shall be a princess true, the other a terror who spares very few. The misty one shall fight for what's right. The other shall drain her power for its own might. Both may end the other's life, but one dragon shall bring the end to this eternal fight." At last, the prophecy had been said, and she collapsed into Winter's wings, shivering and cold.

"Something terrible is coming." Moon trembled. "And dragon's will suffer because of it."

Five Years Later…

"Princess Morning Mist!" Mangrove called, his scales beginning to turn red and orange from what Mist could see of him. Hidden in an underwater cave, the RainWing princess smiled. Down here, no one could bother her. None of the other RainWings were mysteriously hatched with gills, neither were the NightWings, for that matter. Only Morning Mist. Tee-hee! The young princess giggled in her mind. You'll never find me down here Mangrove! And even if you did, you'd never be able to swim all the way down here to get me! However, Mist knew when it was time to quit hiding, and now was one of those times. Mangrove's scales are also green and white. And he looks as if he's just seen a ghost! This must be serious. Morning Mist sighed, letting out a small stream of bubbles, and swam up to the top of the Rainforest pool, startling Mangrove.

"Three Moons, Princess!" Mangrove scolded. "You shouldn't wander off so much like that! Queen Glory would have had my scales if anything had happened to you!" Mist rolled her eyes.

"I know I'm the RainWing princess and everything, but seriously- Mother worries too much about me. I deserve to have some time to myself." Morning Mist then sat down and curved her tail around her front talons. "So, what's the matter?" She asked. Mangrove rubbed his talons together, his expression worried, green and white pummeling each other on his scales.

"Well…" Mangrove started. "We found a young SeaWing- he's about your age –unconscious and half-dead on our borders. The healers are taking care of him now, but he keeps on muttering 'Mist' and 'Dragon' in his sleep. We think that he wants to see YOU, Princess." Mangrove finished, staring at Mist expectantly. Mist had to regain her composure for a minute.

"A SeaWing?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. "Show me." Mangrove nodded, and both RainWings took to the skies, headed for the healer's hut.

Once they had arrived, Mist could already tell that something was wrong. A dragon on the inside of the hut (The SeaWing?) was roaring, calling out to someone, or something. "The MistWing!" A male voice roared on the inside. "Where is the MistWing?! I need to see her!" The MistWing? Morning Mist wondered. Does he mean me?! Mist swooped into the healer's hut, where the RainWing healers were trying to stop a terrified and furious-looking SeaWing from getting out of his bed. The SeaWing stopped struggling immediately once he spotted Mist; the RainWing healers had just been about to shoot him with their tranquilizing darts.

"No, wait." Mist commanded. She then addressed the SeaWing. "Who are you, and what do you mean by 'MistWing'?" The SeaWing tilted his head at her, and Mist noticed something different from the SeaWing than what she had read in scrolls. This SeaWing had AMBER eyes. Such gorgeous amber eyes… Mist was then startled when the SeaWing spoke up.

"Why, I mean YOU, of course. The one and only MistWing in existence. Daughter of a RainWing and a NightWing." The SeaWing then scratched his head. "To be perfectly honest with you though, I can't tell you WHY I know that. I just do." The green dragon shrugged casually. I wonder what he means by that… Mist thought, spreading her wings and pointing one talon at the foreign dragon, scales rippling with light, misty colors.

"What are you talking about?" She demanded, then asked again, "Who are you?" The SeaWing got up and shook himself, then staring at Mist with- what she thought –a heroic expression.

"That I can't remember, I'm sorry. But I CAN, however, remember my name." The SeaWing smiled, walked forward and bowed down to Morning Mist. "Greetings, Princess. My name is Furytalon."