Wings of Fire; The Assassin

Chapter 2

When Prince Bubble got home, he noticed a small piece of scroll floating around. It was scarce for anything ever drifted toward the island he lives on, which was part of why it was so beautiful. There are only a few other SeaWing homes nearby, and they all inhabit their own island. The only place where the scroll could have come from was from one of the other dragons.

Bubble swam over to the piece of a scroll and picked it up. He noticed some markings on it, but no words, just a few drawings of landmarks, and a big red line going across a part of it. He assumed that some dragonet with their geography homework got angry and ripped apart a map. He brought it with him into his house.

Bubble didn't live in this wonderful majestic palace like his aunt, Queen Anemone. He just lived on a calm, small island. The sand was mostly untouched, other than the occasional seagull or crab. Bubble landed softly on the sand, trying to keep it as undisturbed as possible. Sand still swirled around him as he beat his wings, trying to slow his descent. Sand entered his nose, and he wiggled his snout, trying not to sneeze. He failed.

His sneeze blew him backward, and he landed on his back. He was only about another dragon's length away from the shrubbery, so he flipped back over onto his talons, and shook all the sand off his back. He walked quietly along the edge of the trees, looking through them.

He walked up to his hut, which was made out of wooden planks, some of which still had some remnants of bark on them, and large palm leaves as a roof. The palm leaves were tied together with string made from the fibers of some of the plants that were native to the island and some vines that came from the Rainforest Kingdom. Whenever his mother gets the chance, she is always in the small forest behind the house.

"Mother! Father!" Bubble cried as he ran down the beach to his parents. They were sitting on a small pile of leaves talking to each other. When they heard Bubble, they turned to look at him as he bolted toward them. His parents' faces lit up with joy as he ran over to them. His father opened his wings and he ran into them. He felt safe in the presence of his parents. His father wrapped his wings around Kinkajou and Bubble, and they sat there hugging. The light from the sun was dying into the darkness and coolness of the night. A crab scurried by the family, and Bubble felt like it was judging them. He swept his tail through the sand, burying the crab in it. It struggled to escape, and then it scurried away.

Ha! That's what you get CRAB! Don't judge me!

His family finally let go, and Bubble finally had the chance to ask them something.

"So... I was discussing with Spray about going to Jade Mountain Academy, and I was wondering if I... Could... Go?" Bubble asked nervously. He couldn't tell if he was nervous if they would say yes and he would have to go, or if they would say no and he would have to stay.

His mother looked over at his father, and he nodded. His mother looked back at him with a large smile on her face.

"I don't see why not. I mean, we went there. Of course, you can go."

Bubble felt a tidal wave of anxiety wash over him, and yet he was still bouncing up and down with joy.

"THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!" Bubble cheered.

The main room was round, where there were ledges made of wood on the sides, with two windows above them. Next to the edge of the end of the ledges was a small wooden desk with three wooden legs. There was a vase on top of it made out of white ceramic. There was a mix of green and pink and yellow flowers painted on it, which matched the wilting flowers that were in it. There was a large carpet in the center which had blue and purple cloth.

There was a hallway that led to two rooms. Bubble walked down the hall, where some of the loose floorboards creaked under the weight of the SeaWing. One of the doors stayed closed, while the other was slightly open. Bubble opened the door all the way to show a slightly messy room.