Fun Fact, I originally pronounced the wings of fire world as (FEAR-UH) But now I've come to learn that it's actually (PIE-REE-AH)

On approach

Smoke and fire blotted out the sky as the pyrrhians carried out their assault on the last scavenger world, earth. Bodies littered the streets as, Mudwings, Icewings, Sandwings, Skywings, Rainwings, and Nightwings all worked together to destroy the scavengers. It was glorious, seeing all the scavengers suffer and die, watching as their world fell around them, as their cities burned. It filled Feugo with satisfaction, he relished this, that he was here, that he was a part of the carnage.

They had arrived on earth a short time ago, and the scavengers were woefully unprepared. They stood no chance against them; upon arrival, they crushed any resistance the scavengers had, leaving the planet undefended. setting down upon the earth, the Scavenger Slayer tore up several cities as it landed, resulting in millions of deaths. After it landed, they began the process of drilling for the core, as well as sending out countless battalions to wreak havoc on the scavengers before the end.

Feugo was part of one of those battalions; he and hundreds of other dragons had been sent to attack a city on the planets northern hemisphere, a city the scavengers called Chicago.

Making his way down a ruined street, his claws clicking on the concrete ground, Feugo scanned the nearby area for surviving scavengers. taking a look around, he searched for a spot where a scavenger could be hiding, he checked inside abandoned vehicles that lay littered all over the street, but he found nothing, looking to the left he took in a wall of buildings, all on fire and crumbling. The other side was pretty much the same, buildings burning and crumbling, but at the end of the street, there was a cluster of bushes that the fires had not yet reached. Quickly dismissing the bushes (for they seemed too small to hide a scavenger) he turned to leave, but as he did so, he thought he caught something moving out of the corner of his eye. Turning his gaze to the bush, he studied it, straining his eyes to see even the tiniest detail, looking for anything out of the ordinary. Just as he was about to give up, he saw it, something at the edge of the bushes moved.

Being as quiet as possible, he slowly made his way over, being careful not to step on any broken glass in the process. Reaching the side of the street the bushes were on, he kept close to the burning buildings, using the loud crackling fire to mask any sounds he might accidentally make. Reaching the end of the street the bushes were now in sight, crossing the short distance left, he came upon the spot where he saw movement. Upon close inspection, he could see specks of blood on the leaves, confirming that something was here. Approaching the bushes, he peeked his head over the top and found what he had been looking for.

Hiding among the bushes was an adolescent female scavenger. There was blood pouring from a gash on her arm, and her body was covered in various burns and scrapes. Growling, Feugo stepped over the bushes, alerting the female. Her eyes fell on him and she screamed, scrambling to her feet she tried to get away but Feugo was too fast. grabbing her leg between his teeth, he dragged her back as she thrashed to get free. As she fought, she kicked him in the nose a couple of times, making it twitch and drawing a little blood, in response to this he brought his hand up to his nose and rubbed it to get rid of the irritation.

Taking a look at the back of his hand, he saw the blood from his nose smeared all over it. Growling in annoyance as he looked at the girl, he decided to get it over with. Letting go of her leg, the wound left by his teeth gushing blood, he wrapped his claws around the girl's torso, earning screams of fear as he squeezed her in his grip.
Placing his teeth on her neck, he dug into her flesh and tore her throat out, ending her pitiful life.

dropping her corpse, he licked the fresh blood of his lips, savoring its taste. Exiting the bushes, he was about to make his way forward when all of a sudden the ground shook and he felt a huge rumble. Before he could wonder what was happening, he heard a voice over the radio, a voice that belonged to none other then Sandwing Queen Sphinx herself. "Attention all tropes, the Earth's core, is ours!" As soon as she said this, the air filled with the triumphant roars of dragons all over, joining in, he roared as loud as he could, letting his voice overlap with all the others.

After a couple of minutes, the roars began to die down until no more could be heard. Cheering internally, Feugo turned back the way he came and headed back into the burning city, looking for more scavengers to kill.

Groggily lifting his head, Feugo slowly awoke from his dream, returning to the real world. Sitting up, the realization that everything that just happened was a dream, began to set in. "yeah, that's how it's going to end!" Feugo said to himself with confidence as he thought back to his dream.

Throwing off the covers, he got out of bed and set his feet down on the cold metal floor. Crossing the barracks, he made his way to the restroom. He let his eyes gaze around the room, it was devoid of life, everyone else that slept in this barrack had already woken and left. It felt so lifeless, usually, he didn't sleep in so late and woke up right around when everyone else did, but he had spent the previous night hanging out with a couple of his buddies from a different barrack, a couple of Mudwings and an Icewing, and wound up losing track of time. And now here he was, all alone in this empty, dark, cold, room with nobody to talk to but himself.

Reaching the restroom door, he turned the handle and went inside. It was disgusting, the tiles were all dirty and sticky, the showers all covered in grime. The toilets were the worst, he hated it when some careless individual would use the restroom and leave bodily waste on the seats without even bothering to clean it up. Heading over to one of the stalls, he opened the door to check on the state of the unit. Deeming it fit to use, he headed in to take care of his business.

Once finished, he exited the stall and went over the sinks to wash his hands. Looking down at the bowl of one of the sinks, he nearly gagged, someone had brushed their teeth and had left the toothpaste froth all over the bowl and... oh gosh, was that bloody snot! Holding back last night's dinner he checked the next sink: it was clean.

Having washed up, he exited the restroom and made for the door. Turning the handle, he exited the barracks and headed out into the steel streets beyond. Upon leaving the barracks, his eyes were assaulted by bright floodlights affixed to the ceiling, meant to simulate sunlight in the dark ship they currently called home. But those lights could never compare to the light put off by a star. Oh, how Feugo longed to feel the sun's warm rays on his scales, to just relax on a nice chair and let all his worries drift away.

But that couldn't happen just yet, they had a job to do, and none of them could rest till it was done. As he made his way down the street, he passed by several other dragons all going about their own business. He saw mostly Skywings and Sandwings, but he did see a few Mudwings and Nightwings here and there. As he neared the stairwell, he was waved down by a Rainwing friend of his. She had lime green scales with peach colored wings and frills. Turning away from the stairs, he headed off to greet her.

"Feugo, hey, how are you doing?"

"I'm doing good, Sprite, thanks for asking." He replied.

"So... where are you heading off to?" She inquired.

I was heading up to the mess hall, gonna grab a bite to eat and see if I can't find Scorch and the others." He stated.

Shuffling her feet anxiously, she bit her lip, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't get the words out. Feugo took notice of this and spoke. "Sprite, is there something you wanna say?"

"I GOT A DATE!" She blurted out finally, her face bearing a big grin.

Feugo found himself grinning too, as this news made him feel really happy for her. "That's great, Sprite!" He told her.

Still grinning, she continued to speak, her voice laced with excitement. "You know that Nightwing I told you about, the one that I said would never notice me? Well, I'm not as invisible as I thought, because he just asked me out! He had wanted to ask me out for a while but couldn't work up the courage! That was the whole reason I never asked him, talk about irony!"

As he listened to her talk about her date, his mind wandered back to Scarab and his kids. It had been two years since he had left, and he missed them terribly. He hoped they were doing all right without him.

Suddenly, Sprite snaped her clawed fingers, bringing him back to reality. "Feugo...you listening?"

Being snapped out of his thoughts, he brought his attention back to Sprite. "Yeah...I am, I'm happy for you." He said to her.

"We're going out tomorrow, gonna go to a restaurant, and maybe go for a fly if we have time." She stated happily.

"I hope you have a good time." He told her. Glancing back at the stairs, he decided that it was time to get going. "Hey, I gotta get going, ok, catch ya later?"

"Alright, Feugo, see ya!" She said before she walked away, an obvious bounce in her step, she was excited about that date of hers.

Having wrapped up his talk with Sprite, he made his way back to the stairs. Placing his foot down on the first step, he gazed up at the flight of stairs that awaited him. Taking the next step, he began his trek up to the mess hall. Most city blocks were comprised of four floors, the bottom two were barracks, the third was home to stuff like clubs, arcades, and theaters, and the fourth was the mess hall. That's where Feugo was headed, he was hoping to find Scorch and the others at one of the restaurants they had on board: Verris. It was one of the group's favorite restaurants from back home, and they had been lucky enough to get some on the ship.

Reaching the top of the stairs, he quickly turned the corner and began to climb up the next flight to the third floor. He turned again at the next set of stairs, only taking a second to glance around at the third floor. There was a club to his right, it's neon lights and signs attracting all kinds of dragons as the music drifted out its doors. Right across from him was the arcade, Sprite, himself, and a couple of other friends would hang out here constantly, trying to see who could get the highest scores on all their favorite games. He could hear the beeps and chirps coming from the arcade as dragons put in coin after coin to continue there game.

Right in the middle of the room sat a large fountain spouting water; plants, and benches surrounding it. Honestly, the third floor was just a mall.

getting back on his way, he hurried up the stairs and came to find himself at his destination. Setting foot in the mess hall, his nose was assaulted by all the smells wafting up from all the grills, fryers, ovens, and stoves in the area. He looked around the circular circumference of the mess hall, at all the restaurants and stalls, tables where dragons sat eating, and the rooms open ceiling. And right in front of him was the restaurant where he was headed.

Walking forward, he passed by several dragons and food carts as he navigated his way toward Verris, it's red neon sign lighting the way.

Coming to a halt, he stood at the entrance to the restaurant, the smells from within begging him to come closer. As he looked for his friends, he took in the features of the restaurant. The walls were covered in blue and red strips, photos adorning them. bright lights are shown down on the room, bathing the place in a warm glow. Waiters would come to and fro, taking customers' orders and bringing food back to them. Dragons sat in booths lining the walls, waiting for their food.

Looking through the window, Feugo spotted Scorch and the others sitting in a booth in the back right corner. Pushing open the glass doors, Feugo made his way into Verris. Stepping into the restaurant, Feugo was greeted by the hostess, she was a seawing with seafoam colored scales and a light blue underbelly. The hostess greeted him as he approached, a smile plastered onto her face.

"Hello, can I help you get seated?" She asked him.

"Um..sort of, I'm here to join that group in the back." He said pointing at where Scorch was sitting with the others.

Following his finger, she saw the group and nodded her head. "Alright, you can move on then."

Thanking the hostess, Feugo walked past her and made his way to Scorches booth. As he got close he could pick up on what Scorch was talking about with the others.

"Yeah, and that's not all, apparently after the first attack, the scavengers dared to REBUILD all the cities we destroyed!" He said in an annoyed tone.

"Well, then it looks like we're just gonna have to destroy them all over again!" Feugo said with a grin on his face as he strolled up to the booth.

Scorch and the others greeted Feugo as he approached, with Scorch scooting further down the booth to let Feugo sit. "Feugo, you arrived just in time, we were just about to order."

Taking the offer, Feugo sat down with the others.

"Did you hear, they sent out scans in the direction of earth, and they found out the scavengers have dared to use OUR tech to defend their planet!" Said Mudball, a big dark-scaled Mudwing.

"Your kidding?" Feugo asked surprised, his eyes growing wide.

"No, I'm not!" Mudball replied. "They've got a ring of laser cannons circling the planet, they have a defense station on the moon, they merged our technology with those fighters they have, and so much more!"

"The nerve of them!" Feugo said, disgustedly.

Before they could continue their conversation, an Icewing waiter walked up to the booth ready to take their order. "Hello, are we ready to order yet?"

"Uh... I think so?" Scorch told him, letting his eyes drift over the other occupants of the booth, checking to see they were ready.

"Ok, so what would you like today?" Asked the waiter as he took out his notebook ready to write down their orders.

Feugo listened as the waiter took their orders: Scorch was getting a fish sandwich, Mudball was getting soup, and the other member of the group, a Nightwing, ordered nachos.

When it was his turn to order, Feugo had a small, internal panic attack. Grabbing the closest menu; Feugo flipped it onto a random page, scanning the array of foods available. He kept looking at the page until he came across something that he found appetizing. "I'll have the Chicken salad." He said, looking up at the waiter, who then wrote it down on his notebook.

Having taken their orders, the waiter left the booth and headed for the kitchen, leaving Feugo and the others waiting at the booth.

After eating their food, they remained at the booth for a little while longer. They talked about various subjects, such as who they thought the best Queen was, who they thought would win in the four-hundredth Pyrrhian games, or what would happen in the EXTREMELY unlikely event the scavengers managed to stop them again.

Eventually, though, the group began to disperse: first was Mudball and the Nightwing, followed by Feugo and Scorch.

Having gone their separate ways, Feugo found himself wandering around the mess hall aimlessly. He had stopped at a cart to grab a churro, and as he waited his gaze fell onto the edge of the mess hall, to the open decks that looked out on the ship they now lived in. Paying for his food, he found himself wandering over to the decks, taking small bites of his churro on the way there. Walking out onto the deck, he slowly made his way over to the handrail and gripped it tight.

Looking down, he suddenly let out a small gasp, taking in the long drop- -which he judged to be at least three hundred feet- - he again found himself grateful to have wings. Taking a deep breath to steady himself, he looked out at the massive ship. As he stood there staring at the massive fields that stretched for miles, he failed to notice that someone had walked up and placed themselves right beside him.

"It's quite a view, isn't it?" Scorch said. Earning a slight flinch from Feugo at his sudden appearance.

"Yeah, it is" Fuego replied, getting over the initial shock.

"hard to believe we're so close!" Scorch said. "Just another day till we reach Earth, and it's game over for the scavengers."

"I for one, can't wait." Feugo began. "Because the sooner we reach earth; the sooner I can avenge Scar...and the sooner I can see my family again." He finished with longing in his voice.

Putting a hand on Feugo's shoulder, Scorch looked his friend in the eye and let loose a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, you'll see them again soon." He said softly, showing sympathy for Feugos plight.

"Thanks," Feugo replied, grateful for his words.

They didn't speak again after that, choosing to remain silent as they looked out at all the fields and rivers beyond.

Up in the center of the Scavenger Slayer, Sandwing Queen Sphinx walked through her ships' main passageway. Stepping out into a spherical chamber, she walked down an illuminated catwalk and came to stop on a round platform. At the edge of the platform, a podium with a panel on it stood erect. On the panel, a big red light could be seen blinking. Crossing the platform, she made her way to the podium and brought her finger down on the blinking light. As soon as she did this, the panels of the chamber erupted in lights as all sorts of images sprang to life.

Pressing a button on the podium, she looked to one of the screens as a video call came through, revealing the face of a Skywing.

"Dicer, why have you called me?" She demanded.

"I'm so sorry to have disturbed you, your majesty, it's just we found something that we think you'd like to know about." He replied under her ice-cold stare.

"Continue then." She said intrigued.

"Yes, ma'am," he said. Bringing up an image of the earth, he zoomed in on the northern hemisphere. "Now, after we found out that the scavengers have been using our tech, we started to search for any hidden secrets they might be hiding...and we found this."

On the screen was an image of a scavenger compound, and from within they were picking up life signs...dragon, life signs.

"Survivors!" She said in disbelief.

"They're being held captive!" Dicer said. "What should we do?"

Sphinx thought for a second, her brain-racking over what to do to help them. "Ok, shortly after we land, we'll send out a battalion to free all the dragons trapped in the compound." She said swiftly.

"Very well your majesty," Dicer said, bowing his head.

Just as he was about to hang up, Queen Sphinx stopped him. "Dicer, do any of those captives have an implant in their heads?" She asked suddenly.

Turning towards a computer and pulling up a file, Dicer checked to see if any of the scanned captives had what Queen Sphinx mentioned. Upon going through the files, he turned to face Queen Sphinx and nodded his head. "There is one, your majesty." He told her.

Upon hearing this a smile crossed her face. "Through my own implant, I can send a message to this dragon trapped on earth, tell them that we're coming to free them all!" Turning back to Dicer, she addressed him in a firm voice. "Dicer, you may now take your leave, I have some business to attend to!"

"Yes, your majesty!" Dicer replied humbly before he cut the call.

Once he was gone, Queen Sphinx brought her hand up to the panel and turned off the screens; Throwing the room into darkness. Now with nothing to distract her, she sat down. she sat quietly for a moment, then, reaching out with her mind, sent a message to the dragon with the implant.

On earth, within the dragon prison inside Area 51, a dark red Skywing lie quilty in its cell. As it lied there, something came to it from a distance far away, something was calling it. Snaping his eyes open, Scar formed a sinister smile. letting out a bone-chilling chuckle, Scar spoke in a sinister voice. What did I say scavengers, What did I say?"

Here's a new chapter. Now I need to say, the chapters where I'm just copying off of resurgence aren't going to be as good as the original stuff I do, I just can't seem to make chapters like (2038) as good as the chapter above, I have a hard time adding depth to the existing work in independence day, so don't expect those chapters to look as good as chapters like this.

And also, I have been working on my writing skills because I hope to someday soon write a book. I'm not too worried about little grammatical mistakes because I can get an editor for that, what I need to work on is the structure of the story, describing things with good detail, and making sure that it's written well. So if my writing ever reaches a point where you think it might have a shot at getting published( or close to it) I'd really appreciate it if you told me. Because I still have a long way to go if I actually want to get my book out there, I still have a lot of stuff to get better at, and I'd appreciate a little help.

I couldn't figure out how to make EM dashes on the platform I'm using, so I improvised with a couple of hyphens.