Wings of Fire: The Era

~Chapter Five~

Cobra's ears perked up. He heard an unexpectedly loud noise from outside his dorm. He quickly got up with a start, hearing more noises. Dragonets started screaming and running to any nearby exit.

"Everybody STAY CALM," said Skyroamer (the music teacher). He ordered dragonets to stay where they are and he will examine them 'in a jiffy'. Cobra's dark eyes filled with fear and his ears lowered to a droop. "What's going on...?" Fortuneteller dragged her small body over to him and rubbed her eyes. "I don't know," Cobra said, "something bad is happening..." He pushed his way through the river of dragonets and found Skyroamer. Fortuneteller eyes widened. "Cobra, WAIT!!" 

"Excuse me.. What has happened?" He asked nervously. Skyroamer glanced at Cobra and signaled him to follow as Skyroamer walked past dozens of dragonets, examining their foreheads. Cobra followed in worry. 

Skyroamer sighed. "A SkyWing bomb dropped here. I don't know how or when, but they advanced in their fancy technology and put these...uh...sticky, poisonous, and tiny blades that stick to you. You could die of too many Hydrocarbons in them," he said, lifting a small dragonets' chin while passing by. Cobra winced. "You could die?" Skyroamer rolled his blue eyes. "Yes, kid," he turned around to face Cobra. "...You don't happen to know what Hydrocarbons are, do you?" he asked. Cobra's wings drooped. "I wish.."

A couple of dragonets were found with the blades in either their heads or front legs. The Academy healers took them out, but with a cost: pain. A lot of pain.

One healer's, a RainWing, face cringed and examined the blade. It had dark red blood dripping off of its sharp edge, mixed with an amber liquid. "Nitrite," said the healer, putting the blade away on a sample desk. Daisy looked at the blade as well. "Isn't that a chemical?" The healer nodded, sewing up the wound on a passed out dragonet. "Indeed. In this case, it's a disease in which it binds the oxygen being carried.. in fish. It later poisons your spleen, kidneys, and nervous system, causing your blood to turn brown." The healer finished up sewing the wound and pulled out the needle, leaving a couple of blood splatters on the dragonet.

"Fish?" Cobra questioned. "But SkyWings never eat, or even use fish!" He walked in a frustrated and worried circle. "It's just impossible!" he said. "It's true, though. SkyWings barely have any use of marine animals," said Skyroamer, "But the evidence is clear, though...A SkyWing team dropped the bomb. No other tribe would dare to do it, peace has been laid upon them." Fortuneteller grasped her head in confusion. "But why fish? What is going on?" she whispered. "This is all true... It was the SkyWings, but they never use fish for any use. But...what if they allied with another tribe? To use their strategies." Cobra asked.

"That is ridiculous," Skyroamer spat. "Not one tribe would do that. They wouldn't be that naïve," Cobra shuffled his talons. "Just saying.." All of this has made me more anxious than ever, he thought, what happened to happy, joyful Cobra..?  "Yes, but you know how persuasive Scarlet can be. They probably allied with the SeaWings. Queen Anemone would do anything for pride," Daisy pointed out. 

Silence cut through the air.  

"I wouldn't think so," Skyroamer stuttered. Daisy shrugged and continued to roam the different surgeon tools. Fortuneteller winced. "I would hate it if all of that were true," Cobra's heart pounded through his chest. The SeaWings? Why would they betray the rest of the dragon tribes?

And why would they let the SkyWings bomb the Academy?

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