Wings of fire: Icy revolution (OC)

Prologue

Azalea looked down at her newly hatched dragonet.  To Azalea every part of her little newborn daughter was perfect. She stared at the dragonet with as much love as she could show without speaking.  She stared at her perfect snout.  Her perfect tail.  Her perfect little wings.  Her perfect eyes... Her eyes, Azalea thought in aw.  Her eyes were beautiful, like little oceans frozen in time right before the waves come crashing down and breaks silence of the calming sea.  Azalea could stare into those eyes forever and never get tired of the way they shined endlessly.  like her fathers, Azalea realized.  That's why she couldn't keep herself from looking into that endless ocean of a pair of eyes.  The little dragonet had her fathers eyes.

"Azalea," North's voice broke the silence of her trance.  "We need to go," he said worryingly looking over is shoulder at the cave entrance.  "I know" She said sadly, "just, give me another minute."  "But..." "Please," She said calm and firmly like everything was going to be ok, but on the inside she knew that the Queen was probably already looking for them, and that it wouldn't take long for her personal guards to find the two, no, three of them, she thought to herself as she looked at her dragonet.  Azalea also knew the punishment for what her and North had done.  She shuddered thinking of it.  But that wouldn't happen, because they had a plan.  North and her would take there dragonet far away from the Ice kingdom and raise her to never want to come back.  Teach her that she was lucky to have the life that she did, instead of suffer the consequences of being an Icewing hybrid found by the queen.  Teach her to use that life to live safe and happy to the moment she die's.

They would have just snuck out of the Ice kingdom before the egg hatched, but the Queen had found out there plan before they could and had been hunting them for the last nine months.  Azalea wouldn't allow them to get caught though.  She wouldn't let that happen.  Even if she had to go through the Queen herself, she would not allow North and her newly born daughter to be found.

Azalea could feel tension in the room growing as North looked nervously over his shoulder nervously.  "Azalea," he whispered.  "They'll be here any minute now." Azalea didn't reply.  She didn't want this moment to end. She knew she had to go right now.  But she couldn't bring herself to look away.

In the back of her mind she thought she heard wing beats coming from  outside the cave.  She shoved away those thoughts to the back of her head though, in a deep dark forest where she wouldn't have pay attention to the thoughts that weren't about her dragonet at this time.  But the wing beats were getting louder, the sound of wings slicing through the cold, frozen air getting closer.  She looked up, North had noticed it to and was staring out to the entrance of the cave with fear in his eyes.  She shook her head as North looked at her, this cant be happening, we weren't supposed to be caught, she thought to herself.  She knew they needed to be completely silent, neither of them dared speak but North mouthed the obvious.  "We need to go," his mouth moved but no sound came out.

Even her daughter, with her curious little face felt the need for silence.  Then just as the sound of wingbeats went quiet and Azalea let out a breath she didn't know she was holding, the sound of claws on snow came closer to the cave.  She heard guards voices, some she even recognized. 

He didn't even need to, but as she slowly looked up at North, looking into those deep ocean blue eyes probably for the last time.  He mouthed, "run."  She barely had time to turn around before the guards came bursting through the cave entrance and North stepped in front of her looking fierce and determined, but she knew he was just as scared as her.  She could see it in the way he stood, in his eyes, the way he tilted his head.  But she could only see him for a split second before she picked up her dragonet and flapped her wings as much as possible in the small icy cavern.  She glided and flapped her green wings in the dark black cave, she couldn't see a thing. For all she knew she was heading into a wall right now.  All she knew, was that North was dead and that even if she had a light globe right now she still wouldn't be able to see the walls because she had never cried that hard in her life.

She cried and cried, the sound of her sobs echoing around her.  She knew she had to stop crying because the guards were probably tracking her trail by the sound, but she just couldn't.  Finally, after what seemed like forever, she was able to take deep breaths, shaky breaths at that, but deep breaths.  Slowly her sobs became quieter and quieter until they were just tears rolling down her face.  She couldn't stop the tears, but she could stop the sound.  She sniffled quietly and her little dragonet leaned in closer to her shoulder clearly feeling her distress.  The little dragonet was scared, but still didn't dare make a sound until they reached the end of the cave where she made a whining like noise.

"Shhh, shhh," Azalea tried to reassure the new hatched dragonet, but her voice was shaking with every breath.  She hugged her daughter tighter as her eyes squeezed shut, she barely held back a sob as she remembered the look on North's face when their eyes had met for the last time.   Azalea tried to take deep breaths and slowly over time her daughter stopped crying; which helped with the stress.  As the cave fell silent, Azalea's mind went silent with it.  There was nothing to do.  They would both die here.  Her daughter never getting the life she deserved.  They would either freeze to death... or the Queens guards would find them, both didn't sound like a good way to die.  Azalea had always imagine dying on a battle field, she was a natural fighter.  But this... well it was definitely not how she thought it would end.

As she heard guards approaching she remembered all the good times she'd had in her life, playing with her friends as a dragonet, going to school, meeting North, her mind instantly went to.  She swallowed hard, holding her breath, waiting for the inevitable to come.   As the guards came, she thought to herself.  It was an impossible idea, a run for hope after she'd already lost.  But when the guards saw her; she jumped to her feet in a battle position.  "STAY AWAY," she growled.  "Azalea," one of them said.  As she looked at him more closely she recognized his face.  It was a Icewing she had gone to school with at jade mountain.  His name was Boris.  "Azalea calm down, were not going to hurt you," He said frantically as she growled.  "Then what do you want!" she yelled.  "quiet down, do you want to get us all killed," Another dragon growled softly.  Azalea paused for a moment, intrigued.  But she didn't change her posture, her muscles were still tense; ready if they suddenly attacked.

"We want to help you," Boris said.  "Your dragonet deserves a better life, and you don't deserve death," He said.   She wanted to trust Boris, she really did.  But something in the back of her mind kept on saying that it was a trick.  "Azalea please," Boris said.  She hesitated, but finally decided that even if this was all just one big lie, a trick.  It would still be worth it to try.  She grabbed her dragonet with her tail and put the little creature on her neck, nodding to Boris.

They started their journey to the entrance of the cave.  As they came to a turn in the icy labyrinth they heard voices.  They all stopped in a dark shadow, waiting for the patrol to walk by.  They waited some more.  The voices were still there.  Suddenly Azalea felt a draft coming from around the corner.  "That must be the entrance,"  She whispered to the others.  "How are you going to get past?" a dragon next to her asked, and in that moment, Azalea made one of the most important decisions in her life.  She shook her head.  "I cant. I'm to tall, you'd never be able to sneak me out," Azalea looked at her daughter and handed her to Boris, "But she can."