Spectro flew quickly down the paths, searching for the queen's room. It was morning, and Cerulean told him that she was ready. He also assured him that he was nothing like Dazzling. Spectro found an oaken door that had QUEEN engraved in it. He knocked, and a quiet voice said "come in..." He stepped in.
A elegant dragon was inside, writing on scrolls. She looked up, and Spectro was frightened how similar she and Dazzling were. The horns, the frill, the shape of the eyes. It was as if they were sisters, or at least cousins. "Queen Flash," Spectro said, and bowed.
Flash waved her talons at him. "Get up. I hate when dragons do that. Sit down and talk." Spectro stumbled up and sat down on a seat that was carved out of wood. "Now... I hear you came from the southern kingdom, correct?" She said softly to the little Rainwing.
"Yes, I was a pet to Dazzling."
Flash nodded and continued writing. "You must have been so determined to get here to live this long," she observed. Flash looked into his orange eyes.
He felt like he was being scanned by her. He inched away, and said, "I heard of this place, and I needed to find you." He stopped, and a tear started welling up in his eyes. "I need to stop her. She's horrible,"
Flash nodded again, dipping her claw in the ink well. She finally turned. "What do you propose we should do?" Spectro was startled. He had expected her to know. "I want her to not be queen." He said simply.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. A Rainwing dissolved out of thin air. "Flash," she said, "there is important news!"
Flash looked urgently at her. "What is it?" She asked. "It's- it's the Skywings, and the Mudwings... They are with the Rainwings.. It must be a temporary alliance, but it seems strange." She stopped talking, out of breath.
Flash looked at her, red crawling across her tranquil blue scales. She suddenly turned to Spectro. "They are looking for you then, there is no other reason. We must go now. Dazzling is planning something, and it could mess the war up even more."
Spectro, bewildered, nodded.
They rushed out, and Flash flapped her wings to the hallway full of dragons. The wings turned a maroon, and all the dragons stopped. Spectro felt an icy blue creep through his wings. "Everyone, gather the troops. Come to field section three-alpha." Flash barked orders to the crowd, and they all rushed out. None of them had armor, or weapons. But if all of them had venom, then they were extremely well armed. Spectro hurried out with them, seeing them turn different colors. "Red!" Flash shouted and a red group of dragons appeared before her.
"Yes?" The leader, a small dragon with a gold frill, said.
"You need to take your troops first and check the situation," she insisted. The red dragon nodded, and with a flick of a tail they all dissapered. Spectro looked at them for a minute, then was hurried along with Flash. Every so often she called out for another troop to leave.
Spectro whispered to her, "What about me?"
Flash looked long and hard at him. "You will be in my troop. We need a lot of dragons around you to hide your grey scales." She nodded, and continued with her orders. Her scales were turning white, and Spectro wasn't sure it was from worry, shock, or her troop color was white. Finally, the number of colors dwindled, and Flash's troop was ready to fly. A group of large dragons, all white like Flash, grouped around him and stretched their wings. Spectro's wings turned white, and he mimicked them. They launched into the air, beating wings all around Spectro. Then the dragons rippled and dissapered. The only thing he could see was the back of Flash's head, which she turned purple for his safety.
They flew through the air quickly and the sky kingdom passed under their claws. Then the wet marshes of the Mudwings, where they could see burly brown dragons practicing in the bogs. Then finally, when Spectro was so tired he could barely beat his wings, the hints of the kingdom of rain reached them. Green, in the horizon of brown and grey, sparkled with dew. They were back, and hopefully for the last time.