Off The Grid || Book Version

PROLOGUE

Deep down in the seas of Pyrrhia stands the great Foundation Of The Seawings protected by not just there walls but also by a barrier created long ago by two great animus users named Turtle and Anemone, to protect them and their people from the Deep Seekers, former seawings who were corrupted and twisted into a creature's that are feared within the seas of Pyrrhia. Within the walls of the Foundation, the great seawing kingdom lives and thrives, as near the large pool of water, which is the main entrance to the underwater Seawing kingdom, which is heavily guarded at all times.

Not too far from the entrance sat two dragons, one a small purple dragonet with light pink and pale eyes and a thin tail. The other was a large dark cyan dragon with sipikes on their heads like an icewing and had more icewing traits. This dragon was telling an old prophecy that was passed down through generations as the little dragonet asked “Hey Auntie, will there really be a hero to save everyone?” The small dragonet tilts her head up to her Auntie curiously. Auntie looks down at the curious little dragonet “Well… heh, I think so, as only time will tell… Now come on, let’s go get you to bed.” Said the Auntie as she stood up, and as the small dragonet whines at her in protest, not wanting to go to bed. “Arggh, oh come on - I’m not tired, though!” said the little dragonet.

The Auntie or know as Glaze, reaches down and grabs her by the scruff and carries her. They walk past two Seawings who watch them go by, focusing on the artic, the small dragonet with looks of disgust. They mutter to one another. “Ugh, look at it, it looks nothing like it’s parents” one said as the other nods in agreement before they replied with “Why didn’t they just get rid of it?” Glaze ignores these comments and walks towards a large building next to the palace of the royal family as Glaze walks into the building and walks thought the house before reaching Artics room she soon goes to a bed in the corner of the room as she places Artic in her bed. 

Onec she was ppaced on the bed Artic looks up sadly at her Auntie as she asked “Auntie... why doesn’t anybody like me?” she asked, starting to sniff a little, getting upset, wanting to understand why they did not like her. As Glaze looks at her little dragonet, she said kindly “Don’t worry about what they think, my dear. It’s time you go to bed.” Glaze then tucks the little dragonet into bed and backs away. As Artic yawns, and her Auntie kisses her on the cheek before saying “Goodnight, my dragonet.”

“Goodnight Auntie.” Artic replied sleely as she closed her eyes as her Auntie left the room. She fell asleep.

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As the bright sun peeks around some market building, the markets were bussaling with dragons of many tribes and even hybrids, and while some look and goods others make purchases. A while, some are walking and chatting with one another.

A young female dragon just purchased some food wrapped up in leaves as the icewing stand owner hands the food to the young dragon, who gives them money in exchange. “Thank you for your purchase. Have a nice day!” said the store owner as they gave a gentle smile to the dragonet who started to head off.

The dragonet walks away and makes her way through the rest of the market, which is filled with stalls and vendors selling different things. She passes some dragons walking in the street of the market and arrives in front of an old building, which is her and a firends home. The dragonet enters the building to find a purple seawing hybrid sitting at a desk, looking at a map.

“Hey Artic, I’m back.” Said the dragonet whose name was Gecko, Artic looks up at her “Welcome back.” she said before she lowered her head and returned to looking at the map. Gecko pads over to Artic’s side and sees the map she was puts the food warp on the table next to her. Gecko then sits down next to Artic “So, found anything interesting yet?” she asked as Artic  sighs, a bit in disappointment “No, nothing yet.” she replied.

They suddenly look up as they hear the sound of tiny talonsteps coming from outside. Gecko looks at Artic, who nods. They both stand up and walk outside to check it out. A small nigthwing dragonet is seen stealing some loot from the market, as they soon go over to Artic and steal something from her talons. Artic growls and tries to pounce and hurt the dragonet, but Gecko gets in front of Artic to stop her, allowing the dragonet to escape. Arctic growls at Gecko. “What are you doing?! He’s getting away!” Artic yelled angrily, but Gecko shook her head and stood her ground calmly.

“No, Arctic, just leave him be," Gecko responded calmly as Artic glared dangers into Gecko but soon responded “Fine.” Arctic snarls, but let it go and calm down, deciding it’s best not to go after the dragonet. She sulks and pushes past Gecko, annoyed, and goes back inside. Gecko sighs as she walks in after Artic “Arctic, come on.” Gecko said, going after her friend.

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The afternoon soon arrived as Gecko looked around for Artic, and she went up to the roof. She sees Artic sitting at the edge of the roof looking out, seeming very deeply in thought. Gecko walks over to her and sits down next to her. “Hey…,you ok?” Gecko asked worriedly as Artic snaps out of her deep thought as she shakes her head quickly before looking at Gecko.

“Oh… yeah, I’m ok," Artic said as she looked at her friend even though she was still in thought “... you’re bad at lying, you know, " Gecko said jokingly as Artic rolls her eyes “And you're bad at keeping out of my business!” Artic said sarcastically with a laugh. The two laugh, and as they laugh, a blaring alarm goes off, and their faces fall immediately. They look out from the roof to the barrier wall that surrounds their town. They see some Seekers climbing over the wall, stumbling and growling as they appear over the wall. Artic stands up with Gecko, and the two watch in horror as a horde of the Seekers climb over the wall and hit the ground, attacking the first dragons they see. Artic turns quickly to Gecko in panic.

“We need to get our stuff and go!” Artic yelled in a serious and panicked tone. The two rush down from the roof and run inside to gather their things. The atmosphere is tense and panicked, as the screams of dragons can be heard outside, along with crashing, booms, and other noises coming from the attack. Artic grabs her map and frantically shoves it into her bag as more screams and roars come from outside. Artic turns to Gecko, who is also gathering her things.

“I’ll keep out any infected. You grab your things!” she yelled before rushing outside to stand guard and keep watch so that Gecko could finish grabbing their things. Gecko continues to grab anything she can, to prepare for the worst; bandages, food, coins, and an old scroll they found, along with any other items she comes across while rummaging through drawers and sweeping things off shelves. She then heads out the door to meet up with Artic.

“Ok, I’m ready.” Gecko said as they prepared to leave, but before they had the chance to, they got ambushed by a few Seekers. The two fight off the infected, watching each other's backs. Once they have fought them off, they notice the dragonet that had stolen from Artic earlier, getting chased by some infected. Artic looks at Gecko and decides to save the dragonet. She goes after the infected chasing the dragonet and takes them out. The dragonet falls on the ground as Artic attacks the infected and looks up at Artic, scared and shocked.

“T-thank you” said the small nightwing dragon scared. They ran off to their mother and father, who were coming to get him. “Mommy! Daddy!” The dragonet yells crying as there parent's grab them and start flying off to escape from the Seekers.

Gecko takes out another infection and appears behind Artic. “We need to go now!” Gecko yelled, scared as Artic and Gecko take off into the sky, flying above the now destroyed fortress. Artic looks down at the chaos and the destroyed place that used to be her home. She looks at Gecko, who looks back at her with a saddened expression.

“...Let’s go.” Artic siad as they fly away from the forest and away from where the injected had gotten in from. Leaving their home and what used to be their safety behind, as they fly away into the distance.