Chapter 4
Scorch woke up to the sound of dragon feet scampering around the caves. He lifted his head to see that Phantom was pacing around the room, not bothering to keep silent feet. Phantom noticed he was awake. "What is with you? I'm trying to sleep before Morrowseer takes us,"
"Problem is, He may already be here." Phantom murmured. Scorch was amazed that Phantom actually responded, before what he said sunk in.
"How do you know?"
"I…feel it."
"Mmmmmm….why are you guys talking so early in the morning? It better be about something important," Komodo groaned drowsily.
"If you consider the NightWings important, then yes." Komodo snapped her eyes open. Hurricane started to wake up and stretch. "Come on you guys, get your stuff. We need to show that we are worthy of being in the prophecy!" Scorch whined. Or at least, I do.
But when they brought their few items to the entrance, Phantom tensed up and looked uneasy. But it was not the NightWings that they saw. It was practically death. Her brightened orange scales gleaming in the early sunlight, Queen Scarlet of the SkyWings was at their doorstep, if Scorch remembered from the scrolls correctly, with her soldiers holding their guardians in chains and muzzles. She probably is here to kill us. We have to get out of here, now.
"I knew a giant black dragon coming out of a cliff was too unnatural, even for NightWings. I almost thought I would find their secret kingdom down here. Burn would have been pleased to have so many new additions to her wierdling collection. But this is much better. The prophecy dragonets, I presume?"The queen took a step closer, and Scorch gave a sideways glance at Komodo and Hurricane. They leaped and erupted into battle with the soldiers. Scorch could not fight as well as the others, but his SandWing tail could sting. Phantom disabled three oncoming SkyWings, Hurricane bashed her tail into two more, and Komodo, who had a late start, was almost to a soldier when:
"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE," Scarlet bellowed. She had her claws over Dune's throat. Scorch and the others froze. "Well, now that that's over, SIEZE THEM!" Scarlet ordered, ripping Dune's throat open. He let out a low, gurgling, throaty noise as his back eyes dimmed and his body drooped.
"No!" Hurricane yelped as she was leapt on and chained, staring at Dune's limp body. Scorch felt rough talons encase him, and he also tried to wriggle out of the soldiers' grasp, trying to stop his friends' capture. "Stop, or this one dies too," Scarlet hissed, pointing to Hvitur. The IceWing let out a small whimper, and Scorch stopped thrashing.
"Let's go before we have any more…interruptions. We will have such a thrilling time together! So bloody!" she announced, starting to fly out the cave. She talked on and on about an alleged arena she had and how the dragonets were going to fight in it, while the soldiers dragged the dragonets and their guardians out of the cave and into the air, heading towards the mountainous kingdom of the SkyWings. Scorch flew with a heavy heart.
How would they fulfill the prophecy and stop the war if they couldn't even survive it?
