Wings Of Fire: Dragonstar (On Hold)

Chapter 2

"NO!" yelled Wolfeye banging on the closed door "LET US OUT!"

A sense of distress came over her as she pounded on the door with her talons pounding against the stone.

She started pushing on the door with all her strength, but the door stayed in place not moving an inch. she tried to remember everything Badland had taught her about how to break internal locks, the only thing that came back to her was one thing. There was no way.

She sank down to the floor in defeat, looking down at the floor in sorrow as surge paced in front of her. She noticed a small bit of string laying on the floor, tracing it with her eyes she saw that each end was linked to the walls on each side. She bent over to pick it up and have a closer look at it.

Going through all the traps she knew she narrowed it down to being a tripwire, that when someone broke it, would close the doors, and lock it.

Looking up at Surge, she could see the Seawing was in a state of shock, just staring at the closed doors. She looked back down to the string she held, thoughts linking together in her head, thoughts that made no sense.

"They wanted us in, but not out" she thought out loud, staring down the hall at the blue light, thoughts flying through her head.

"Huh, but why? Asked Surge snaping out of his trance, and looking at Wolfeye with a puzzled expression "isn't the how point of a lock on a place like this to keep people out?"

Wolfeye thought about it for a few moments before shaking her head with a sigh "I don't know".

Looking up at the statues on the walls she added "whoever "They" are".

Walking up to one of the statues that was engraved with the title Calcine of the Skywings 2034-2105, Wolfeye looked at it thoughtfully, as she studied the statue which was of a Skywing in some form of amour Wolfeye had never seen before, the amour was mainly comprised of leather with panels of metal covering non joints. The helmet was full metal with a solid Y shaped visor, it also had a frill on top of it.

(For my readers sakes because I'm bad at describing things, it's a Spartan Grecian helmet with an obsidian like visor)

"They aren't one tribe" observed Surge from behind her, observing the other statues "they look like they come from all the tribes and maybe some hybrids".

Looking down the line of statues, one caught her eye instantly. The dragon had four wings and the scale pattern of a Rainwing, with a very cheerful expression. she remembered hearing about a type of dragon that looked like this, it was when the tribes from across the sea had come and taken up residence in Sanctuary. She and Surge had been walking around one morning a came across this old Silkwing telling people about Planta. And one of the things he had described was the tribe that had become the Hivewings and Silkwings.

Bettlewings

She gasped, the realisation hitting her. That Silkwings description matched the statue perfectly, from the wings to the face. Looking down at the name only strengthened her hypnosis, it read Stonefly of the Bettlewings 1204-1303. "Surge!" she hissed over her shoulder "come look at this".

"Ok what is... by the moons is that..." said Surge coming up beside Wolfeye and looking up at the statue.

"Look at the engraving, it isn't a piece of decorative art" she replied motioning to the name on the base of the statue.

"But that would mean that this was built over three to four thousand years ago" said Surge looking sceptical, but quickly turning to realisation then to excitement. "that's because..."