An Assassin's Choice {Wings Of Fire Fanfic/AU}

Chapter 76: A Plan Of Revenge

     In a flash, Queen Anarchy had launched at Flint and pinned him down. He knew that something had happened to her, and that she wasn't controlling herself, but he couldn't help but blush underneath his helmet. Damnit, Flint! This is not time for these sort of things! he scolded himself.

     Looking up at the SkyWing above him with a more serious attitude, Flint noticed the fear in his Queen's eyes.

    "Don't worry, we'll figure out a way to fix this.. eventually," he tried to reassure her right before Force approached him.

    "Ah yes, Flint the 'High and Mighty'," the supposed odd-looking-NightWing snorted, blowing out a whisp of black smoke.

    "What did you do to her? Why are you doing this?" the Firescales inquired harshly. Force flicked her tail with annoyance.

    "All questions will be answered in due time, but first—" she trailed off as she stuck her talon through Flint. It was weird enough seeing it happen to another dragon, but having it done to yourself, oh-ho-ho, that's a whole new level of weirdness.

     An unfamiliar chill and stiffness ran through his body as Force fished around inside him and eventually seized what she was searching for: his shadow.

     As soon as she yanked it out, Flint couldn't move at all on his own accord- well, all but his eyelids; he could still blink and breathe, but that was virtually all he could physically do.

    "Ah, there we go," she said stuffing both his and Anarchy's shadows in a light brown leather pouch she was carrying on her neck.

    "Now for the answers to your questions," Flint was suddenly sitting beside Queen Anarchy, who was also sitting. His eyes widened and he started panicking as he realized she was able to control them and make either of them do whatever she wants them to do.

    "First things first- I'm not a weird-looking-NightWing, hell, I'm not a NightWing at all, no. I'm a ShadowWing," she hissed ominously. Flint was a little surprised, but he wasn't totally shocked. To him, anything could happen at this point- granted, he might be a little stunned if she- say- pulled out a fourth moon from her asshole.

    "Now before you ask yourself any more questions, I'll continue. My tribe, the ShadowWings, are a group of dragons descended from NightWings, but have evolved enough from them to be classified as a different tribe. 'And how might we evolve differently?' you might ask. Well, we were originally a group of NightWings that stayed in the old NightWing Kingdom after the Darkstalker disappeared. Therefore, being separated from our main tribe and only having a limited gene pool with 10-15 original NightWings has caused us to mutate and evolve into what we are today."

     Flint just stared at her, dumbfounded.

    "Oh, and might I add that one of our main powers is that we can steal the shadow from any dragon to control them, hence the name 'ShadowWings'." the ShadowWing proceeded. She stared down at them with a bored expression.

    "Was that all the questions that I needed to answer before I can continue with my plan to take over your kingdom?" she asked haughtily.

    "Why are you doing this?" Flint managed. Force turned to glare at him completely, eyeing him up and down while making him feel uncomfortable in the process.

    "Well.." she began, her voice cooler than icicles. "It started when I was kicked out of my tribe for being convicted of a crime that my father committed when I was two. Right then and there as I trudged through the rocky pebbles and small yellow flowers that remained of the former Agate Mountain, the place where my father abandoned me at after I was sentenced to be exiled, I promised I would become the Queen of my tribe and punish him. Severely. And that's when I spotted SkyWings flying in and out of tunnels underground. I had a wonderful idea that day. A wonderfully awful idea. I decided that I would gain importance in the Sky Kingdom, maybe become a General, and bring my army to attack the ShadowWing Kingdom, but once I became a guard, everyone ignored me!" she rambled, hissing.

    "Unlike Flint, here. As a matter of fact, he's been quite the star of the show, actually," Force growled in a fake cheerful tone through an obviously forced smile. She booped the part of his helmet where his snout would be. Flint, still panicking, began to rapidly blink and try to twitch his nose. He was largely unsuccessful.

    "Anyway, so then I decided to take things into my own talons by enslaving the entire Sky Kingdom and becoming practically Queen of it and use its army to attack. And I just might keep the Sky Kingdom as mine after I'm ShadowWing Queen too, just in case," she continued, more black smoke billowing out of her nostrils.

    "But one thing is for sure," she said in a serious tone, leaning down to look them both straight in the eye.

    "With me in charge, the SkyWing Kingdom won't stand a chance..."