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6 years after first chapter

Copper POV:

So after six years of being here, I may me the youngest, but I'm the best one here. Not even Crane could beat me. It's because I have something they don't, but in turn lost something too. When I hatched, I had no fire at all. I don't know what happened, because it all faded into memory while I was here. The only thing I remember from then was my mother's voice, but back on subject, I had no fire. I was a skywing, and a skywing has the deadliest fire of all dragons. I had no fire, and with no fire, i have no heat, and from my science class, I learned heat travels to colder parts. So when I touch someone I take the heat from them, and in turn hurts my opponent. So instead of fire, I use knives and throwing stars. They're quite fun to use. And I know what you're thinking:"Why use knives? You have claws." Well I just think knives are more fun to use, plus I can throw them. My accuracy is dead on, literally. Every time I throw a knife, it's a kill or serious wound. Now let's move to my work partners. There's Foliage, she's a rainwing. But she's not any rainwing, she has a birth defect. Her horns are extra large, and her claws are straight unlike the normal curved claw. And combine that with a scavenger's talon and camouflage, you get one dangerous adversary, plus she seems to like the color orange. I don't know if it's just that she likes orange, or it has something to do with me? Then there's Crane. A mudwing who was left for dead after a battle. She's very strong, and always focused. Every once in a while she zones out into who-knows-where. My guess is she misses her family, cause I read that mudwings stay with their brothers and sisters in their clutch like it's a military unite. I think it's smart cause there's trust and dependence on one another. she may be the oldest, but to her, Chill is her bigwings, which is the leader of our unite. So Chill is the one who found us all, and brought us together to train and survive. Without him, there's no us. In fact, none of us would be here right now if it weren't for him. Oh I almost forgot about Rattlesnake. He's a sandwing who was lost in the dessert all alone. He says he was the meanest and toughest in his family, but he doesn't know tough. He often boasts about how he did the best of work when on a mission, but we all know all he did was recon, and blockade, but we all get our share in the kill.

Yeah I know what you're saying:"What do you mean kill?" Well, we're a group of highly trained killers who work for no one, unless they pay really well, which happens a lot, but we don't mind it. We actually enjoy it. The thrill of the chase, the tensity of recon, waiting to see what's gonna happen. Then, the kill is what gives us the most pleasure. I don't know why, but every time I do it, it feels exhilarating. I know, taking lives is bad, we all know, so we in turn don't kill them unless it is a kill mission. We usually just bring our target in to turn him or her over to our payer, who either takes him or her away, never to be seen again, or the guy kills him there and then. Sometimes we end up doing the killing ourselves, because the payer 'doesn't want blood on his claws'. Well he paid us to do it, so it's there, one way or another.

Now I hear some of you out there asking:"What else do you do?" Well, we either train, have competitions, see who's the best fighter. Sometimes we take a day off to watch our once called families. I have a twin sister. Foliage has her mother which she doesn't know much about. Crane has her brothers and sisters. Rattlesnake has his brother and sister, father and mother. Chill has his cousin, who happens to be queen of the icewings. I know you're wondering:"Why don't you guys go to be with them?" Well to all of Pyrrhia, we're dead, and it would be both really scary and very awkward to suddenly show up after six years. Besides, we don't care enough, we only care about each other. We all looked after each other, even though we get into fights. Just a bunch of dragonets and a fully grown dragon one big mercenary family. Then today, our family of mercenaries got bigger.

"Hey guys, you will not believe what I found." Chill said coming into our cave, or base of operation. "What is it?" Crane asked. "Is it an animus touched knife?" I asked, and foliage gave me a weird look. "What I like my knives." Chill closed the door which was just a big rock. "I found our newest member of the Winter Hunters." The Winter Hunters is what the outsiders call us, but they only believe that was don't exist. "What do you mean, newest member?" Rattlesnake asked with curiosity. Chill turned and revealed a nightwing close to our age, maybe higher. He didn't seem well by the looks of him, but there seemed to be nothing wrong with him. "I found some sandwings trying to bury him outside the Scorpion Den. I asked if I could take him, and they let me, even though they said he was dead, stabbed in the heart, but you know how we work." We all were excited to meet this nightwing. "I used the healing salve on him, but I fear he won't wake up right away though." We were a little upset, but that didn't mean he was gone completely. "I wonder if he has any mind reading powers?" Foliage asked. "No, he doesn't, we read that back in the Darkstalker Age, the nightwings fled to their island and without the moonlight, they lost there powers." Crane said, sounding like a nerd. "Always the smart one aren't you?" Rattlesnake commented harshly, "And I thought mudwings where all brawn and no brain." Then Crane leaped on him, but Foliage and I got them to separate. "Behave both of you. Yes Crane is the smartest of all of us here." "Thanks Copper." Crane said. "Even though you aren't the sharpest knife in the cabinet." She scowled. "Hey." I reached over and stroked her check. "I was messing with you," she smiled and I went to help Chill. "Even though it's true."

I found Chill in our sleeping quarters. "Need any help?" Chill didn't move, but he said, "No I'm good." I thought real quick on something to ask. "So, why him?" Then Chill turned around. "I figured we needed someone else who knew discipline and rules, and who better than a nightwing? Besides, we needed a night traveler." "That is true. So how long do you think it'll be till he wakes up?" Chill shrugged. "I don't know, who knows how long he's been out. "Then we heard shifting behind Chill. He turned and I went over to watch. The nightwing was moving. He was waking up. He opened his eyes, then he quickly backed up to the wall. "Wh...who are you?" He asked worriedly. "I'm the one who saved you, and this is Copper, you bunk buddy." He looked at us confused. "What?" "Chill saved you from being buried and brought you here so you can be in our unit." I explained. "Why would I want to be in your unit?" He asked rather rudely. "Everyone here, is thought dead to the world, and we are band of trained killers. Who in turn get to kill whoever we want." The nightwing thought for a minute. "What's the catch?" "That we do as our payer asks, and you live in here with dragonets from other tribes." He paused for another minute. "Ok, I guess I'll join." I smiled, which really looked more like smirk then a smile. "What's your name?" "Preyhunter." "Ok Preyhunter, welcome to the Winter Hunters."

We exited the bunks and went to see the others. They were just sitting there talking about Preyhunter. "Guys." They looked up and saw Preyhunter. "This is Preyhunter. Our newest member of the Winter Hunters." Chill said in a proud voice. They all came flooding towards him. Foliage got to him first. "Hey, I'm Foliage. I'm really excited that you're with us. I hope I don't intimidate you in any way. I have so many questions for you to answer." Then Crane pushed her to the side. "I'm Crane, nice to meet you Preyhunter." she gave him a claw shake which kind of hurt him with her being so strong. Then Rattlesnake landed on top of Crane and she jumped. Then Rattlesnake introduced himself. "I'm Rattlesnake, the best fighter here." Preyhunter rolled his eyes like he knew he was joking. "And I'm Copper." He reached his claw out but I backed away. "I have no fire, so I'll hurt you if you touch me." He then tensed a little, but then relaxed. "So this is it. The Winter Hunters." Preyhunter looked at everyone. "I think I'll like it here." We all cheered except for Chill. Then I saw Preyhunter give an odd look at Foliage. Is he? No he can't be? He likes, Foliage? But, I kinda like her too. Well, maybe when we're older, we'll see who Foliage chooses. Game on Preyhunter. Game On.


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