Wings of Fire; The Assassin

Chapter 11

Bubble was the last person in the class, and he was still dripping with water. He walked over to his seat and hoped that no one noticed how embarrassed he was. His cheeks were burning, and he could hear the drip-drip of the water from how silent the class was.

An old green and blue dragon was looking at him, with an extremely irritated expression. He started the boring by droning on about The Scorching or whatever. Usually, Bubble enjoys history, but only when it is interesting. Like wars and stuff, or even just high tension history, like Darkstalker's time.

There was a massive five-year war between the IceWings and the NightWings. It only stopped when the NightWings went into hiding at their volcano island. Darkstalker was buried for 2000 years. He came back when he used his animus magic to break out of the mountain. He took over the NightWings with a charm spell and pretty much bought them with magical powers. He caused sickness to fall onto the IceWings, who were saved by an enchanted earring that was multiplied. There was a huge battle at Jade Mountain, which resulted in the disappearance of Darkstalker for a second time, and the NightWings just rejoined the limited number of dragons that stayed in the rainforest.

The old green SeaWing continued to drone on and on about the scorching and how it affected the modern world. The Silver Winglet was joining them for history class, so Spray was sitting in front of him next to the MudWing that he saw her listening to during the meet and greet.

Bubble was distracted by what previously happened. He knew that he was supposed to pay attention. He couldn't though. He was too distracted by the SkyWing. He honestly was slightly traumatized, but it doesn't exactly take much to do that.

Bubble only just started to realize that he was starting to feel really confused about everything. Not the subject. He understood it, and he wasn't even paying attention. His feelings were all mixed together. He felt terror and love and envy and all these other feelings. They all mixed together like blood and water mixing around in the water.

The next class was in the Music Cave. Both winglets gathered together in the Music Cave and split up among the instruments and the massive empty space in the middle. Diamondback rushed over to some drums and played them with both his tail and his front talons. Spray grabbed an instrument with wires spread across it and started to play it. She started to make a wonderful melody with the different sounding wires.

Bubble walked over to a set of four drums and played each one individually. They each made a different sound, but they still sounded good. He decided to wing it. What could go wrong anyway? Everything.

He played along with the rest, and together they sounded wonderful. Bubble was surprised that he was able to play and make it sound good, but he didn't question it. He decided to enjoy the moment, but in the back of his mind, there was the fear and dread from everything that has gone wrong so far. After class ended everyone stood up, and all headed out the door. Spray went ahead with the rest of the group while Bubble and Artemis were in the back. Diamondback and Boris were talking to the other IceWing and SandWing in the group.

Bubble and Artemis walked in silence for a while. Bubble stole a few glances at Artemis, and he felt as if she was doing the same. It was probably his brain. He shouldn't get his hopes up.

"I-I d-d-don't feel too well..." Artemis said as she started to sway back and forth slightly. She gripped her head and then crumpled to the floor. Bubble yelped in alarm and ran over to Artemis.

"Artemis! Artemis! Are you ok! Wake up!" Bubble said urgently as he shook her shoulder. He could see her breathing so he knew she wasn't dead.

Diamondback must have heard Bubble shouting because he pushed through the crowd to his sister. He ran over to her and knelt down next to her limp body.