Prologue
Inferno's POV….
All was quiet among the ruins of the Blazing Talons complex. In some places, small fires still smoldered. The moon shone down, illuminating the ruins.
A shape moved in the ruins. A SkyWing stepped out into the moonlight, followed by a SandWing.
"He said he'd be here?" The SkyWing asked, turning to the SandWing, the moonlight illuminating his misaligned jaw.
"Yes Inferno." The SandWing grunted.
"And you're absolutely certain you gave him the correct location Scarab?" Inferno asked pointedly. He knew this particular SandWing was prone to getting lost.
"I'm positive I gave him the right location." She said, but Inferno could hear a tone of uncertainty in her voice.
Inferno was about to snap at her when there was a rustling. A SeaWing emerged from the shadows of the wrecked walls, his eyes focused on Inferno.
"I take it that you're Unknown?" Inferno asked, glancing the SeaWing over.
"That's what I'm called." The SeaWing said.
Inferno glanced at Scarab, nodding slightly in approval. The SandWing beamed at her leaders praise, But quickly recomposed herself.
"Unknown, I have eight dragons I need dead." Inferno said. He held out a scroll. "Here are all their descriptions."
The SandWing took the scroll, a small smile crossing his face. "Killing dragons is my favorite thing to do." He said.
"Then, do it as quickly as possible and tell me once you've done it." Inferno said, and with a flick of his tail both he and Scarab took off, flying into the night sky.
Unknown stood there for a few minutes, reading the scroll. He finally rolled the scroll up, glanced around, then took off, flying in the direction of the Kingdom of Sand.
A/N:
Okay, so I have a back up of OC requests that people submitted at the end of Book 1. I'm going to try and be getting all of those into the storyline sooner or later, so if this story is really long, that's the reason for it.
-Dark