A NightWing in black robes stomped down the corridor towards another old NightWing. "My master." He muttered, "Lord Crow." The other replied bowing to each other.
"We haven't found the Prophecy Dragonets, Master. But trust me the Hollow Faction WILL find them." Lord Crow told him, throwing back his hood revealed a youngish NightWing with cold dead eyes with a forgotten dream with hatred for Sandstorm and Lantern.
"After all these years it feels right to reveal ourselves to the Prophesized ones, their journey is not yet complete until we kill them." Crow's Master hissed, "Get to it, Lord Crow! Quickly. And if they get away, don't come back to me, ever again."
It grew silent as Crow began to nod then leapt out into the air to fly away to find these so-called heroes. "Lantern took everything from me and now I'll take everything from him."
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Hybrids of Fire (Book 2)
FanfictionHybrids of Fire-The Twisted When the evil is upgraded, Sandstorm is called to serve as a hero once again with Lantern and his team of misfits to fight the evil.
