(ON HOLD - CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN)
It has been a few months since all the events that have occurred at the Aurora's Crater, where the Aurora had crashed seven years ago, and where chaos and attempted murder ensued. Sector Zero has been abandoned for around two or so years at this point, and many do not want everything that is left there to rot away. So, Alterra has decided to send forty-five dragons over to Sector Zero, in hopes they will accomplish something the first dragons have not. Except, Sector Zero is deadlier than before. With new threats to work around after five leave Sector Zero and abandon the remaining forty, there is not a guarantee that the forty remaining dragons will get out alive. They must face deadly avalanches, rockslides, creatures smart enough to stalk them, a rogue survivor from a long ago crash, and someone called the King of Iceworms. These forty dragons must fight to survive, or face fates worse than anything they could imagine.
"The King of Iceworms, he is waiting for you, Luki."
Will update randomly when I feel like it, no weekly updates or monthly, they'll just happen randomy.
*PLEASE NOTE: This is a sequel to Subnautica: A Rise of Time. While it is not required for this sequel, it is recommended. But for this sequel, it is not one hundred percent needed to understand previous events mentioned in this sequel.
(Subnautica is owned by Unknown Worlds, I do not own the franchise. The cover was drawn by me, Icewarm)
No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it.
Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race.
Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity?
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Sneak Peek:
I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor.
Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum.
That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill.
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Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad.
The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook.
Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given.
Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray.
The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox