AN: hello I'm finally (actually) starting book 2 of my Wings of Mist series so hope u like it! (btw so srry for the extremely late update..)

CHAPTER 1

QIBLI'S POV


He wasn't sure how long they have been flying, and he didn't remember falling asleep, but suddenly, they were in a vast cave. Tunnels branched off in all directions, leading into darkness. Panic surged through his limbs as he saw that he was on some kind of prison. Next to him was Moon, also in a similar cage, but it glowed and sucked in light at the same time. The NightWing was in a half standing half kneeling position, looking semiconscious. She was breathing heavily, and once in a while, a pained hiss escaped her mouth. He felt a surge of panic. Turtle was next to Moon also, looking very worried, and on his left side was a very furious SkyWing.

Peril paced back and forth, muttering under her breath. She glanced over and saw that Qibli was awake. "What happened?" she asked, leaning towards him. "What's going on? HOW CAN I SEND FIERY DEATH TO THE DRAGON WHO DID THIS?!" She sliced at the bars, and her talons went right through. Seeing this, Qibli's mind went back to the tendrils of darkness also behaved the same way. But shouldn't Peril be able to burn through them? He opened his own mouth and breathed a jet of flame, but it seemed to evaporate. The bars suddenly seemed a bit more thick. An idea lit up in his head. Our fire is feeding it. But before it was destroying it... something must be increasing its strength. Probably the dragon who did this got some energy source. Qibli edged to the end of the cage, and saw that they were suspended above a giant intricate circle carved into the stone. Uneasiness squeezed his throat. "I don't have a good feeling about this whole setup." he said, mostly to himself, but they all nodded. Moon suddenly jolted and her eyes flew opened, filled with terror. She looked around wildly and her eyes caught on Qibli's. "Qibli! Some- something horrible is going to-" she broke off with a shriek of agony and shrank down onto the floor of her cage, clutching her horns, her body sending tremors through her wings and tail. Qibli leaped forward, stopped by the bars, but he stuck his snout out as far as he could.

"MOON!" the NightWing didn't respond.

She suddenly stiffened. Qibli said again, in a softer voice, "Moon? Are you ok?"

She lifted her snout to the sky and said in the same eerie voice she used for the Jade Mountain prophecy:

8 flames in darkness,

8 flames of light

8 flames that can bring hope

and lit bright like on brightest night.

2 flames will collide,

and 1 might not survive

8 flames will combine

to bring down the darkness that thrived.

One will be extinguished

and one will cry

The power that lives within The Star

will be summoned from afar

and only it can bring the fire

that will make the power

reform...

The lost city of night once again will form.

Qibli felt sick. The other one already gave enough doom...

"Moon?" he said. The NightWing just curled up in response and the tension was released. As relieved as Qibli felt, he still felt queasy at the new prophecy. Turtle was frowning, his head tilted.

"What's up Turtle?" he asked. The SeaWing turned to him and replied "It's just that... I heard him say something similar to what Moon said." Qibli thought about this. "Who's 'him'?"

"The three headed dragon that came by of course."