《prologue》

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A dragon was running through the desert as he didn't want to be seen by any passersby, Sandwings out for a midnight flight. As he spotted an oasis he slowed to a stop creeping towards it so as not to disturb anyone who might be there. Surprisingly, it was empty, no dragons, no scavengers, not even any animals.

As he walked around the trees he spotted what looks like rubble. As he walked closer he realized that is was indeed the remains of a hut of sorts. He started digging through the pieces of charred wood indicating that it was a fire that pulled this thing down.

After some time he found what looked like food out of the pile, but it was burnt to a crisp. He crushed it between his talons furiously "Of course, first I loose the one thing that makes me who I am and now I can't even find food!" He said flumping down onto the ground.

As he was moping about his current situation he spotted a shadow fly over him. No not a shadow, hundreds of Nightwing dragons flying overhead. Panicking, he dove under a piece of wood large enough to hide his lime green scales.

As he waited for the cloud of wings to pass he spotted a huge Nightwing at the front "Darkstalker" he thought. Crawling out of the rubble after the Nightwings passed he noticed that they were headed to Jade Mountain so he decided to follow them.

After some time he reached the mountain and witnessed the beginning of an all out Icewing, Nightwing war. He ducked into a cave with a view of the battle and an opening to the academy. As he looked down he spotted a Seawing holding their arms up to the sky mumbling something "I'd know that anywhere, she's casting a spell" he watching as it looked like she was moving the storm clouds with her talons "She's an animus" he thought then he suddenly got an idea, an idea that would help him get revenge on those who wronged him.

He moved to the back of the cave with a scheming look on his face. "This will be the day that Chameleon takes lead" as he finished he flew out of the cave and towards his destination.

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