The Lost Dragonet

Prologue

When the war has lasted twenty years...
the dragonets will come.
When the land is soaked in blood and tears...
the dragonets will come.
Find the Seawing egg of the deapest blue.
Wings of night shall come to you.
The largest egg in a mountain high
will give to you the wings of sky.
For wings of earth, search through the mud
for an egg the color of dragon blood.
And hidden alone from the rival queens,
the Sandwing egg awaits unseen.
The lasting egg of the clutch of five
shall grow and learn and burn and thrive.

Of three queens who blister and blaze and burn,
two shall die and one shall learn
if she bows to a fate that is stronger and higher,
she'll have the wings of fire.

Six eggs to hatch on the brightest night,
six dragons born to end the fight.
Darkness will rise to bring the light.
The dragonets are coming...

~The origional copy~
Q.B
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A long time ago, before the story you know now, the Nightwings did experiments. Horrid expirements, worse than they did to the poor Rainwings, but around the same time. So, here's how the story goes. Here's how Aglaia came to be.

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There hang Moonshine, a pet name she had recieved, she felt disgust and hatred for what the Nightwings had done to her. They, first, bred her in their horrible, disgusting volcano, which they call home. That doesn't seem so bad once you learn what else they've done to her. They had done experiments; taking blood in extreme amounts, skipping meals months on end, injecting burning substances in her, milking her venom, seeing if she was fertile; and stripped her of freedom she had never gotten the chance to weild. And they had the NERVE to IMPREGNATE her!

So yes, she came to the conclusion she could, and surely anyone SHOULD, be angry. But soon, she also came to the conclusion, she couldn't let her children be born here. Moonshine wouldn't allow it.

As time passed, the Nightwings thought she had given up on fighting, and excaping, but she had a plan. Moonshine was waiting for the right time, was all.

One night, when the guards were low and the citizens were sickly, she swiftly attempted unclasped her shackles, like she saw the Nightwings do. But it was hard from her position. It took a few moments until she finally succeeded, and dropped to the floor like a fly, squirting out some blood from her eyes like a gecko. Moonshine's first concern was her eggs, she carefully prodded around her enlarged belly, feeling for any damage the eggs could have taken. Thank Phyrria that nothing bad seemed to happen to the eggs, but she felt an intense wave of pain as she quickly realized one of her hindlegs twisted horribly.

She couldn't help but to hiss up cold vapor, in pain. But Moonshine put it off as no big deal, she was planning on mainly using her oversized wings to get away, anyway. So, she quietly slipped out of a small hole in the bars, her imprisonment. I guess those skipped meals did come in handy, she mused in her mind, taking note she wouldn't have fit if she had been any bigger, as she snuck towards the window, her freedom, being wary of every movement and sound.

Then, Moonshine heard the door slowly opening. Oh, seaweed! Okay, black, rocky, rough looking, scales, you better work! she screeched internally, hissing slightly as she flopped down, flush with the rough volcanic rocks, being careful not to harm the eggs. "I don't know what Queen Battlewinner is worried about, there is no way out of this fire - forsaken place." the irritated guard muttered, quickly scanning the area, his eyes seemed to linger at her hiding spot a bit, before simply slamming the door behind him as he left, nearly just as soon as he came.