Chapter 3: A Friend In Trouble

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Winger POV

ugh... where am I...

"Your awake, finally!" Someone said. Oh no. It was Cressida! "Cressida!" I said, standing up. I tried to fly out but something pulled me down. It was a chain, I tried to bite it and then power blast it but nothing worked. I growled at Cressida. "You won't get away with this!" I yelled.

"I have red crystals. They make your powers go away, so I suggest you SHUT UP!" she yelled. I flinched. "Fine," I said, rolling my eyes. "Good."

Dak POV

I am riding on Cutter, since Winger... you know what I mean. We are searching for fish... when Cutter saw something. "I see something!" He yelled. He zoomed in and he landed. We saw scratch marks and burn marks. I touch the burn mark and... it was from a Power Blast. Winger must've been attacked.

"I never seen anything like these, apparently Winger was fighting someone," Leyla said. "How do you know it's Winger's?"

"They have the same heat of his power blast." Leyla said, standing near one. "Plus, there's tracks. His tracks." Summer added, pointing to some tracks. "And more tracks..." Leyla said.

"Do you think Winger got eight legs?!" (Guess who said that)

"NO!" We all yelled. Burple chuckled nervously. "Cutter, find out where those tracks lead." Leyla said. I got on Cutter. "Got it," Cutter said and we took to the skies. He saw where those tracks led... oh no. "Where do they lead?" Leyla asked when we landed.

"Golden Island." Cutter and I said.

"Oh no."

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