Our Planet has Crashed [COMPLETE]

twenty seven - Wings of Fire

Winter POV:

Winter awoke from a deep, dreamless slumber.

Where was he?

WHY was it SO BRIGHT and MUST IT KILL HIS EYEBALLS wait was that a scavenger?

"Hi," it said shyly. "Remember me?"

And then everything came rushing back.

The fire. His burns. Falling into the other planet. Being saved. Going unconscious.

And now . . . this place.

Winter sat up, regretting it when he got a sudden head rush.

"It's okay," the scavenger said. "You can lie down. I just want to talk."

"How long was I . . . gone?" He asked, surprised at how raspy his voice was.

"Well, you fell from the sky about three days ago, then we brought you here." She told him. "You were out the whole time since we got home. Are you hungry? You must be. What do you eat? Sorry, but we can't really get you a polar bear or anything. Fish?"

"THREE DAYS? THREE DAYS and NOBODY WOKE ME?" Winter yelped, igniring the fact that the scavenger literally knew exactly what he ate. And he was seriously craving polar bear right now. This place was really, really warm and he was trying profusely not to sweat.

"Well . . . Elwin said it would be best to let you rest." She said hesitantly.

"But THREE DAYS! THREE DAYS!" he said.

"You can keep repeating that, but nothing's going to change."

Winter sighed, resting his face on his talons.

The scavenger was still only as tall as his forehead.

"I'm Sophie," the scavenger said. "You're on Earth."

"Yup. Totally know where THAT is." Winter told her sarcastically.

The scavenger had long, blondish-yellowish fur, stood on two legs and wore some much fancier fabric than the ones in Pyrrhia.

Winter wanted to see the curtain it had cut it from.

"So . . . care to fill me in on what's been happening around here while I napped away?" Winter asked. "And why do you know what I wanted to eat? Also, yes, fish."

"Sure. I think Edaline is making something right now. And this is Havenfield, my home. My parents take in all sorts of animals from dinosaurs, verminions, imps, to . . . alicorns." Sophie gestured an arm to the grassy fields all around them.

For the first time, Winter noticed his surroundings.

He was in an enclosure made from some sort of vine, and there were plenty others that looked just like his, but smaller.

He also noticed how his was the only one that had an open sky, and how there was only one other enclosure as big as his.

"What is that?" Winter asked, pointing to the thing in the only metal enclosure.

"A gorgodon." Sophie said simply. "You probably don't want to know what it can do."

"Pshaw." Winter scoffed. "That thing is barely the same size as the smallest warriors back in the Ice Kingdom. I bet it's not even much bigger than a seven year old."

Sophie's eyes widened. "You have warriors? In your kingdom? And they're . . ." she sputtered. "Bigger than the gorgodon?"

"Well," Winter said, feeling pride swell in his chest. "It's technically my cousin's kingdom, ever since my aunt died."

An old, old hatred for Darkstalker flashed by, and his claws curled in.

"Oh," Sophie said, her eyes shining with sympathy. "I'm sorry."

Winter huffed and turned away.

"Don't worry, we got revenge on her murderer." He said. "Though I wish it were better than turning him into a dragonet." He muttered under his breath.

"Did you . . ." Sophie started, then gasped. "You saw the Neverseen, right?"

"The what?"

"The Neverseen." Sophie said, excitement creeping into her voice. "You know, creepy evil bad guys, creepy evil white eyes on their cloaks, them?"

"Oh. Yeah, them." Winter sighed. "The source of all our problems."

"Our?" Sophie asked.

"Yup. One moment we were almost on land, the next, I'm gone." Winter said. "Well . . . supposedly."

"You don't know what happened to your friends?" Sophie asked gently.

"Nope. I'd like to go back, though." he said. "They're not my friends," he added as a second thought, although his mind was contradicting him with useless and sappy and mushy thoughts like, THEY TOTALLY CARE FOR YOU SO THEY'RE FRIENDS RIGHT? Winter tried to ignore it.

Did he actually miss Qibli? Kinkajou? Turtle?

. . . Moon?

Yes, he decided. I need to go back.

"I need to go back," Winter announced, voicing his thought.

He stood up to leave, stretching his wings and then . . .

. . . flopped back on the ground, in pain.

"Like Elwin said, you need to rest." Sophie explained.

"WHO IS THAT?" Winter yelled. "Am I supposed to LISTEN to the ADVICE of some random scavenger that I don't even KNOW?"

"Scavenger?" Sophie tilted her head in curiosity.

"Scavenger, reading monkey, what are you even called?" Winter snarled.

"Elf," Sophie said.

"WHAT is an ELF?" he asked, exasperated. This world was SO confusing.

"Better than reading monkey, right?" she tried to cover her giggles with coughs but failed miserably.

Soon, she was on the ground, clutching her stomach, and was on some square gadget, talking in another language.

Winter stomped off, annoyed with the "elf".

He wasn't watching where he was going, and nearly stepped on what looked like a moving ball of sparkles.

"What?" he said to himself as he bent down to look at it.

The ball of sparkles nickered like a horse would, then feebly flapped its wings until it was face-to-face with Winter.

Then, it suddenly vanished.

Winter let out a surprised "Huh?" and then felt a weird weight on his back.

There it was! The ball of sparkles was on his back, with another ball of sparkles!

"What are you?" he asked them.

Of course they didn't answer. They just galloped to his head and then . . .

. . . jumped.

Winter had never seen anything like it. The ball of sparkles was there one second, and gone the next. The other one did the same, vanishing into thin air.

"Wynn! Luna! What were you DOING?" Sophie yelped, tackling the two sparkly horses.

"What are those? Why must they be SO. SPARKLY?" Winter asked.

"Hello, dragon." someone said behind him.

The black-cloaked figures were back.