(STOPPED) Jinxed in the Inferno//Wings of Fire fanfiction

Prologue//2 (Edited)

"NO! STEAM!!!" Ash wailed. She flung all the nearby NightWings off her as she sped after Steam as he fell.

No, Steam. Three moons let me catch up to him, Ash thought. She beat her wings as fast as she could as Steam picked up altitude as he plummeted towards the rocky ground below. She was just in grabbing reach- then she was thrown sideways.

Ash billowed fire and roared loudly. The male NightWing Steam had been fighting was holding her as he flew far away. She struggled against the large male's claws, cutting herself in the process.

Before Ash knew it, the NightWing had dropped her and she was falling towards the ground at alarming speed.

The last thing she saw was the ground coming dangerously close.

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Ash awoke with a start. Her breath was shaky, and she was scared out of her mind. She nervously glanced around. Every move she took, pain exploded in an area in her body.

She landed by a swamp. Well, not actually, she landed in a swamp. Cattails surrounded her at every angle. She was half submerged in the gooey mud.

You have got to be kidding me, she thought bitterly. Steam is out there- her head jerked up sharply. STEAM! I forgot about him! I need to get out of here. Ash struggled with the thick mud around her, making her body explode in agony. With one large, miserable push she exploded out of the mud, with a loud triumphant roar.

Ash stalked onto solid ground, where she shook herself clean of dirt and other things. She then looked herself over, hoping to not see horrible injuries. Huh, I actually don't look that banged up. Ash looked at her left wing, if was bent at an odd angle, and then she looked at her right wing which was normal. "You have got to be freaking kidding me," she said aloud.

She kept muttering to herself as she paced around the swamp. Then, a loud SNAP! echoed through the marsh. Her head turned the way where the loud noise had disturbed the quiet swamp. There was nothing to be seen at first, then a MudWing appeared from behind some weeds. He was large and burly, with a few scars scattered about his face. The male was the same shade of brown as the mud between her talons. His underbelly was a pretty amber color, as the rest of his body was a warm brown. The MudWing's eyes were a very light brown color, like an eagles feathers.

He studied her as if she were a scroll, reading every little detail. He observed her injured wing, which Ash pulled back even though it ached. Neither spoke, they just locked eyes and looked at each other. Suddenly, he moved. He was no slow MudWing. He moved with such grace and speed it was unbelievable. One moment he was by the cattails, next he was a few feet away from Ash's face. No one said a word or moved a muscle.

"Fellow SkyWing," he finally said. Ash wasn't completely sure why she was a "fellow" SkyWing but she didn't ask any questions. "My name is Muck. I saw you crash so I decided to check on you."

"MudWing," she hissed back, trying to sound menacing even though her throat was as dry as the desert. "Where am I?"

"The MudWing Kingdom of course!" Muck replied with enthusiasm.

I'm pretty far from my kingdom, she thought sadly. And even farther away from Steam. "When did I fall?" she questioned.

"I don't know....a little while ago." He shrugged his big wings.

"Oh well then. How far are we from the SkyWing territory?" Ash asked, suddenly mad that he didn't know when she had fallen.

"If you fly to the right you will get there in four days. If you fly to the left you will get there in fourteen days."