Wings of Fire: Questioning Fate (ON HOLD)

Chapter 2: Taken away

                                                            Wendigoes PoV

A large orange Rainwing loomed over me, looking near emotionless, the Rain dragon grabbed me and wrestled me out of the room, a few dragonets stopping to look at the commotion, I squirmed in the tight grasp before I noticed we were outside, the Rainwing took off, flying through the heavy, dense forest before flying above the treetops. I could see almost every kingdom from here, the giant Sand Kingdom, a few distant cliffs that were to be the Sky Kingdom, and around everything was a vast sea, home to the Seawings. I realized the Sand Kingdom was getting closer and closer before we arrived at a certain market-like place. As we strolled up, I noticed a pale blue Seawing chatting around with a brown Sandwing with black markings.  "BOA!"  Bellowed my captor. The Sandwing twisted around to see the orange Rainwing holding me.

                                                           Boa's PoV

I saw a tiny jet-black Rainwing in the grasp of my.. Former co-worker, let's say. I question him on what he is doing, incapable of giving any more fucks than usual. A few hours pass as we chat back and forth, he soon hands off the dragonet to me, saying it could fetch a large price. Due to its "Special" nature, I give him a suspicious look before grabbing the dragonet. I nodded at him and hobbled off to the back of our stage where we kept our... Things. I put the dragonet next to our prized possession, and give them an order to not move until I come back. The dragonet just stares at me, with these large, piercing amber eyes. I don't trust it.. Though I reluctantly leave, glancing back once or twice at the dragonet.

                                                !NEW POV! Carpenter

I buzz my wings, they feel odd and uncomfortable. I look down at my black stained talons. They look like clay. I trudge through my pale yellow hive-like home, disliking the color. I stumble across a leak, so I glance down at the puddle beneath the leak. I see this horrific looking face glaring back at me, these orange scales that have black scattered throughout them. I reel my head back as a drop of water lands on it. I quickly trot to somewhere else, not knowing what was ahead of me.

                                                      !NEW POV! Kelpie

I swam through the thick depths of water, each minute the pressure on my chest growing. It is now dark enough that my night vision starts to falter. I wonder if I would make it up to the surface alive or not, it was painful. I manage to catch the sinking rock, a shiny piece of off-white quartz. I weakly gliding through the water, back to the surface. I resurface, gasping for air. It felt as if my chest had been above beneath a mountain. I paddled back to the shore, where a multitude of colorful webbed dragons stood, laughing and chatting away. I stumbled back into the palace where I soon found my room and flopped down, exhausted. I drifted to sleep, bored out of my mind.

                                                             Pockets PoV

I hobbled through the snow, my talons felt like bricks and my tail felt like a tree lumbering behind me. It felt as if my snout would freeze and fall off at any moment. I mumbled something incoherent. Exhausted and cold, I kept trudging through the worsening blizzard of a kingdom. My vision grew blurry yet I continued, I must admit, thinking back on this, it was a good choice. I managed to open my wings and take off without being frozen to the ground. I flew and flew, snowflakes entering and leaving my vision, everything seemed like a blur. After an eternity of me flying. The blizzard had ended and I saw a village with a large palace in the back of it. I glided down, skidding over some ice. It felt like my talons had been dipped in lava and dried off with dry ice towels. I manage to stumble forward a bit before falling, I was caught in the grasp of a gray Icewing, who I could see smirking. Possibly at how weak I was. I let out a growl, though it sounded like a mumble. I went unconcious as I was carried through the cold village. I opened my eyes to see a somewhat mint Icewing standing above me.

(( 726 words~ anyways another cliffhanger including someone standing over someone. prepare for next year's chapter fellow gays! ))