Wings of Fire: The Fallen Heirs

Chapter TwentyOne

Sandstone gasped awake, shivering violently from the cold.  He starred around at his unknown surroundings, his teeth chattering.

          He found that he was chained to the same metal Seawing-like statue, being dragged through the sand.  I'm in the desert, he thought, not daring to move.  There were other Seawing statues around him, along with many, many, many Sandwing statues.

          Then, Sandstone saw where they were headed.  Queen Thorns stronghold blocked out the rising Sun's light, casting a shadow across the sand.

          The statues continuing walking, some of them smiling a little, even chuckling.  By mid day, they reached the gates.  The Sandwing statues crashed through, roaring and hissing.  The Sandwings inside the stronghold ran and flew in all directions, trying to escape.  Most were caught, but some went flying off into the distance.

          The statues kept the prisoners pinned down, and before Sandstone knew it, he was in the throne room, still chained up.  Three Sandwings stood there, two of them armed with metal spears, and the other one wearing a scowl on his face.

          All of the Sandwing statues shook for a second, and then, bits of Orange and purple electricity zipped out of them.  What the moon's is that!!!  Sandstone wondered, shivering more, this time in fear.

          "Hey Blister, our Sandwing friend is awake," the statue chained to him said cheerfully.

          At that moment, Sandstone knew what was happening.  The chains of purple and orange electricity spun in the air, making a buzzing and hissing noise.  Then, they all tangled together, forming the shape of a Sandwing.  "Ah, it's good to be home," it hissed in a female dragon's voice.

          Sandstone breathed a burst of fire in the statues face, and slashing at the chain as hard as he could, he jumped back, crashing into two statues, and then smacking them in the face with his tail.  Right as he was about to run out the door, a third statue leaped on him, pinning him to the ground, and then facing him to Blister and the three Sandwings.  "Sanstone is it?", Blister's ghost asked.  "How does it feel to know that the rightful Sandwing queen is still on Pyrrhia?"  Not waiting for an answer, the figure turned to the Sandwings.  "Where is Queen Thorn by the way, while I'm on the subject of queens?"

          The middle Sandwing stepped forward, the other two holding their spears defensively.  "Queen Thorn has left me in command.  If you wish to speak to her, it will be through me."

          The Sandwing's ghost put her hand to her chin, as if she was thinking it over.  "Oh, all right.  But may I tell you what I think of that?"  Not waiting for an answer, she swung he "tail" around, and it went right through all three of the Sandwings.  In  He next instant, they exploded into ash.

          Blister turned around, and Sandstone sweared the bits of purple and orange had formed a smile.  "Okay," she said, chuckling.  "Let's go do that with all the dragons I hate."