The image had gone as soon as the ferocious flash of the gun, including a roaring blast, had visualized and sounded.

Anthony, or Ontario, had essentially thrown the rock at the cell bar, leaving the least bit of a dent in the steel pole. He instantly took hold of his forehead in something that looked to be agonizing pain, "What t-the fuck was t-that!" he had yelled, a whole new tone of annoyance coming over from him.

Mollusk had stepped closer to cell, asking if the prisoner inside was "okay" of all things, in which the SeaWing responded with an enraged, pain-fueled no.

Glory had noticed Audio's expression of total bewilderment, ". . .Audio, what is this?" Her gaze was assorted with attentiveness and the same confusion her friend had been experiencing.

"W-well. . ," the MimicWing had stuttered his words, "T-that. . .was m-me, with my family and friend."

The RainWing turned her head to him, a sudden perplexity edging her voice, ". . .that was you?"

Audio had nodded, ". . .he was trying to kill us".

Turtle was stuck in his spot, a shock and a possible fear hovering over him. He suddenly turned to Audio, "What in three moons was that?!"

"You asshole!" Ontario said through the cell, a growl escaping him as he closed his palm around a bar. Mollusk had tilted his head in confusion at the insult.

Glory had stepped forward, putting a palm on the prince's shoulder. "Calm down," she said, and not only to Turtle. ". . .it's. . .complicated- if thats how you want to put it," she said with a glance at the grey dragonet.

He had nodded, and lowered his head slightly, ". . .aswell as embarrassing and dissapointing."

"Why is that?" Turtle had asked, in which Mollusk had now gone to his side, likely after figuring out if Ontario was "okay". Now that Audio looked behind him, he saw the deep blue dragon was back to whimpering in the corner.

"I just- I just haven't told anyone. . .I guess now you two both know aswell," Audio had lifted his face back up, "Please, whatever you do, do not tell anyone. . .please?"

Turtle glanced at the guard to his side, who had already nodded, "Alright. . .but this Ontario dragon here- does he belong here? Should he be here?"

Audio had glanced at Glory, who looked like she had a lightbulb over her head, "Audio!" she had exclaimed.

"What is-" he was quickly interrupted by the RainWing, "The prophecy! 'One who is out of his mind, all for one bad choice'"she quoted.

Audio eyes had widened as he went through a small period of thought, "Oh my. . .god damn, your saying. . ,".

"Ontario might be part of this prophecy-" Glory had finished her sentence before Turtle could speak up, "Wait, prophecy?"

". . .the Dragonet Prophecy," she had responded with slight displeasure.

Turtle had raised a talon as he nodded, "Oh! And how all the copies of it changed with a whole other half?" Mollusk had nodded along side him, "E-everybody went . . .um-,"

"Ballistic?" Audio had filled in, "Also, all copies changed?" Turtle had grinned slightly, "All of them."

Glory and the MimicWing glanced at eachother, both surprise and interest enchanting their gazes, ". . .so it's universal." Audio had said, half to himself.

Mollusk had glanced to the stairwell. "I-I'm sorry. . .b-but, I think I should escort y-you guys out of he-ere," his nervous stutters came through.

Glory had nodded, "Mollusk, just, don't talk to anybody about this- alright?"

"Y-yes, ma'am."

The two were escorted back to Blister's dwelling, inwhich Lilac and Sunny were the first to welcome them back.

Glory had laughed slightly as she had patted the Gryphon's head, and had turned to her SandWing friend, "How has everything been in our absence?"

"Quiet," Sunny had responded, "Very quiet. Well, besides from us two talking- in which we were only whispering."

Audio had nodded, and he glanced back at the large door behind them, in which the faint feeling of a chill came down upon his spine. How would he be able to explain Ontario?

Yes, he does have a rough past, he thought, well. . ."killing" everybody and I. But, they wouldn't accept him immediately- unless there was specific detailing. . .like my entrance.

Glory had looked back at Clay and Starflight, who were now starting to come over to them, ". . .when will Tsunami visit us, ass".

Sunny tilted her head, ". . .what?" Audio had laughed and turned to the RainWing, "Wrong context".

She had snorted as she looked back, "Then how does it fit?"

"Well, it's like a name for someone for being a jerk, especially the term 'asshole'".

Sunny looked between the two, "What in three moons are you two talking about?"

Glory had huffed as she softly patted Lilac's head as she sat infront of her. Clay and Starflight were sitting infront of the two as they were aswell confused, "Oh. . .just some swears I learned".

"From who?" the NightWing asked, interest obvious in his gaze.

". . .some prisoner we met," she said after a second, "Name was Ontario. . .certainly interesting."

Clay had nodded as he glanced at his claw, "How was Mollusk during the whole escort?"

Audio had sighed, "Pfft, not that it was a bad thing, but, he was extremely nervous. He was fidgety, stuttery, especially around Prince Turtle".

"Wait- you met Prince Turtle?" Starflight's eyes lightened slightly. The MimicWing had stepped back a bit, "Oh. . .uh, yeah, we walked by him."

Starflight glanced at the door, "He's certainly interesting. . ." he leaned in to the group, in now Lilac had moved to his side. ". . .I think he's an animus".

The small Gryphon tilted her head, "What's an animus?" her sweet voice asked. The NightWing glanced down, "It's a dragon with special powers, but, it's extremely rare".

Clay turned his head to him, "What even made you think of that? It sounds crazy."

"Oh. . .um. . .well- I just looked at the family timeline".

Lucky me, Audio had thought, Now I wasn't lieing.