Umm…hi again, guys…I'm back? I dunno, thought it would be fun to write again after five months of not writing, so, here I am again, enjoy the next chapter of Crashing Waves!

Apparently I didn't make myself clear in the last chapter, sorry about that, this isn't canon, just something fun I thought I'd make, so, enjoy please! I hope you like what this is! I know the next books are on the Lost Continent, but this was an idea I had when book 10 wasn't even finished yet, and I don't think that Pyrrhia is going to be talked about for now, so this is my take on that.

I DON'T OWN THIS SERIES AND THIS IS SOMETHING FUN I THOUGHT I'D MAKE, OKAY?!

Excitement…

Nervousness…

Fear? No way, this was going to be the best next few years of Wave's life. The Seawing walked with his mother and one of his graduated brothers, Turtle, to the entrance of the cave. He had heard stories of the first day that Turtle arrived, but this…this was nothing he would have expected. Dragons of all colors, flying around, there had to be at least a hundred of them! Starting at just a First Moon dragon at the school, it would be a little hard to get around without getting crushed by this many dragons.

The dragon followed his brother, pale blue striking against dark turquoise. Wave was a lighter colored kind of dragon, with the signature royal light pattern on the underside of his wings, and a slim, small physique giving him the appearance of being much younger than he was.

"So, Wave, are you ready for us to find out who your Winglet is?" Turtle asked his younger brother.

"I'm not sure, what if I don't like them?" Wave replied, doubt suddenly crossing his mind.

"Don't worry, even if you don't like them at first, you'll all eventually come around."

"Okay, thanks Turtle, I'll remember that." Wave and Turtle walked through the cave, Turtle occasionally stopping to say hello to dragons he knew. Eventually, they got through the opening, and Wave took in the sights as if drinking them.

Colorful flowers were strung up with vines everywhere, colored lights coming in from many different holes manually dug into the rock, there were numerous statues of certain dragons, and right in the center of the cave, hanging from the roof, said ,

"Welcome, We Can't Promise Success, but We Can Promise the Opportunity

to Succeed."

Wave followed Turtle as he weaved through some more dragons that were in the cave, Wave then changed his number of seen dragons from around a hundred to around a hundred fifty.

"Hey Fatespeaker, brought a new student for ya, youngest male of the family, as promised, here's Wave, take good care of him please…"

"Turtle! I'll be fine, I promise I won't do anything to cross the principal or any teachers."

"Alright little brother, but still, Fatespeaker, guid him to Anemone if he needs to talk to her, please."

"Sure thing," Fatespeaker said as Turtle left him, leaving Wave alone in a sea of dragons…well, not really alone, "it would seem that you're in the Jet Winglet, right? Ah! Yes! Yep, this is your information, your cave is the second tunnel on the right and the third cave on the left, thanks!"

"Thanks…" Wave said, trailing off as he took the scroll she presented to him, headed to where she had pointed. Wave was able to get through the crowd and into his tunnel, where it was exponentially less crowded. Walking in, he saw a few lamps lit by fire, and three different spots he assumed were for sleeping. There was a little pond, which he concluded was for him, a hammock hanging from two small shrub-like trees, and a basket made of what looked like grass woven into a bed. Walking inside, he heard a clatter of clay, like a scroll being dropped, and turned his head to see a case of scrolls, and in front of it, a stark pale green medium sized Rainwing, looking shocked as if scared by Wave's sudden appearance in his cave.

"AH! Oh geez, I thought for a second you were a giant bluebird, don't ask why, please. I'm Green! What's your name?" said the Rainwing, turning a more dark shade of Green. At first, Wave was a little insulted, because he knew green meant displeasure, but then he quickly got over it, having remembered the Rainwing's name, and seeing the varying shades, as if it were a display.

"I'm Wave, and I'm guessing you're the Rainwing in our winglet?"

"What else would I be? The treefrog?"

"Fair point, do you know who that grass bed is for?"

"I think it's for AshEmber, he's the Nightwing in our winglet, according to the scroll you made me drop."

"Did I hear my name?" a voice said from the cave entrance, belonging to the slender, dark indigo Nightwing walking in the cave.

"Unless your name is really close, then yes, nice to meet you!" Green exclaimed, seemingly happy that everyone was here.

"Call me Ash. Alright, so, now that we're stuck with each other for the next three years, what are we gonna do first?" Ash asked the other two.

"Oh yeah, I guess we do have the day to do what we want." Wave thought. Ash looked directly at him, saying, as if he heard what Wave was thinking,

"Yep, we have the day to explore and do whatever we want." Wave felt petrified for a moment, not knowing how to respond, until Green shouted out.

"Oh yeah! Some Nightwings can read minds or see into the future, right? Can you do that? Can you do both?!" Wave calmed down for a minute, his breathing slowing back down to a normal pace.

"Right, you can do that, can't you?"

"I can only read minds, and there is a way to combat it, it's just rather pricey, if you want, you can buy those SkyFire things from any market in Pyrrhia, namely, Possibility."

"Nah, I don't really have anything to hide." said Green, completely truthful in his words.

"Neither do I." added Wave.

"That makes three of us, come on, let's go see what this school has to offer. Where do you want to go first?"

"How about the "Study of Scavengers' room, I've heard it's like looking at an entire other world in there." Green suggested.

The three of them took off, not knowing where they were going, but going off anyway.

"This is going to be the best year ever!" Wave thought to himself.

Excitement? Oh yeah.

Nervousness? Maybe a little.

Fear? Not by the moons.

Hey! I hope you liked that little comeback chapter of Crashing Waves, I'll see you all soon, bye!