Wings Of Fire: The Hybrid School

I WROTE THIS BY MYSELF DONT STEAL OR COPY OR I WILL END YOU.

This story takes place after book 15, where I fantasize that the phyrria would go to pantala and vise versa.

ENJOy

Prologue

Fig was wandering the town looking for a place for her school. She walked in the shadows, slipping past the wide eyed stares. She had changed her colors to look like a normal sand wing, but her frill and prehensile tail were hard to hide. They won't make fun of me much longer. She thought. She decided to get a better view from the air. She canted her wings and caught an air current that smelled of sweet grass and delicious rabbits. She sailed along the river banks, looking for a building for her project. Up here she was visible to the staring eyes of all the dragons. She didn't care though. She spotted something out of the corner of her eye and sailed down to look. there. A small mountain peak near the marshy banks of the river. There were many openings and wide open air caves. A small stream was trickling out from the ground level cave studded with sharp stalagmites. The trickling stream ran out into the five tail river. It was perfect. This was the perfect place for her to start. I won't be laughed at much longer. She thought. I'm about to change the world.

Chapter 1

She was in the palace when the invitation came. It said,

Hello Students!

''I am fig! I have started a school for dragon hybrids! In this school you will work, eat, and sleep with fellow hybrid dragonets. We will learn about other tribes! Explore our differences! You will be assigned to a cave with two or three dragons. This school is located at the smallest peak of the mountains nearest to Possibility. Together lets make our hybrid selves someone we can be proud of!''

She took one look at the letter and her mind sent into an excited flurry of words. School! She thought. ''I'm going to meet other hybrids! No one will mock me ever again!'' She catapulted over her desk to her bed where her bag laid buried in a pile of sand. Her flame colored scales glinted in the afternoon light, and her poisonous tail swished delightedly, scattering sand from her bed across the floor.she dug through the sand. ''Where is it, where is it, Ah! There it is!'' She picked up an old pouch and dusted it off. She dumped out the sand then grabbed her favorite book, a lantern necklace, a few blank scrolls, and an inkpot and rag, and tossed them in the pouch.she threw the pouch over her head and ran out the door, where she collided with an outclaw named agate. “Oh! I'm so sorry, really sorry, i need to go bye!” she said. Agate grabbed spark as she was running out the door. “Wait, where are you in a hurry to?” agate asked. “I'm going to the school!” she shouted. “wait what school!?” agate yelled back. Spark took a deep breath, and explained to agate about the letter and the school. At the end, the smile on Agate's face could have lifted her to the skies.``Well go!” he yelled happily. “Sounds amazing!. “ I will tell queen thorn where you're going!” he shouted from down the hall. This was it! She was going to school!

Chapter 2

Spark burst out of one of the doors on the towers, and canted her wings. She caught an air current that smelled like cacti and camel meat, and soar on her huge wings towards Possibility. Here she could see the hustle and bustle of the town. Vendors sold sweet treats and foods. She was tempted to fly down and buy something, but she wanted to get the class as fast as she could. She was nearing the line of mountains. She scanned the mountain range, and spotted the school. It was one of the lower peaks, with a huge entrance at the bottom. There were many caves that opened to the outside with low stalagmite walls covering the exits. Colorful banners were draped from these stalagmites some with just plain colors, some with quotes, and some with pictures or scenes. She folded her wings and dived down to the entrance cave. Here she could see a river coming out of the main cave; it had twisted its way into the Five Tail River. She heard dragons murmuring and whispering, showing off their unique skills, showcasing beautiful jewelry and so on. She slowed her flight, and stretched out her talons to land. “Look out!!” she heard someone yell, right before she slammed into a sparkling blue body.

Chapter 3

“WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!?” spark yelled. She had slammed into another dragon, they had sparkling blue purple scales, bluish green wings shaped like butterfly wings, and sharp icicle horns. The other dragon backed away frightened. “Sorry sorry sorry” the other dragon whispered. WELL that wont do no sir! Nobody made fun of her!.”CAN’T YOU FLY!?” she screamed. “WHAT IN ALL THE MOONS WAS THAT!?

Spark stepped forward raising her tail and puffing her chest to look more menacing. She crouched into an attack position, she was about to walk away when out of the corner of her eye she caught a flash of blue and yellow. BOOM with a thump she was thrown to the ground. A dragon was on top of her, his face twisted with rage, his tail stinger raised angrily. He had used a stick to pin her neck and arms, sitting on her back feet to stop her from attacking him back. But he didn't pin her tail. She slumped her neck to look defeated. I should stab him with my tail. She thought. ''That's a little too much though. I'll hit him with the round part of the barb, like a club. Disorienting him, getting him off of me, but not killing him.'' She raised her tail, and forcefully wacked him in the head. He was thrown off, and staggered for a few seconds. That was all the time she needed. She jumped on his back. The two dragons rolled around, roaring, growling, biting, clawing, until two splattered green talons shoved their way in and separated the two. “That's enough”

Chapter 4

This dragon was a burly older dragon, strong enough to hold the two of them apart. She had green splatters on her talons on upper forearms, as if she walked in green paint. Her wings were changing color from orange to blue. And when spark looked closely she could see the green in the talons turning orange too. She wore an earring in one ear, and had a silver chain on her neck. Her tail was curled like rain wings, but spark could see a barb at the end. ''Oh that's the teacher. fig.'' “Why are you too fighting?” she asked calmly. “The whole point of this place is peace”. Spark struggled against the older dragons talons. Now she could clearly see the dragon who attacked her. He was a golden yellow, with blue on his spine and head. Sharp icicle spikes stuck out along his back. At the end of his tail there was a stinger. Not like a sandwings though. This stinger was like a bee stinger, extending from the tail when needed. Oh she thought''. That's an ice wing hive wing hybrid. Look at that tail. WHY would he attack me!?.'' She pushed against the older dragons talons. “Let me at that snow snorting son of a roasted camel-” she started. Fig grabbed her by the sail on her neck, spun her around and pushed her towards her entrance. “Go apologize to that echo” fig said. Echo. she thought bitterly. Looks like an ice wing, but those wings and antennae are obviously of silk wing origin. Spark walked over to echo “sorry” she mumbled.”for- knocking into you” echo bowed her head and mumbled an apology. “Isn't that better?” fig said. “Now spark, i want you to find your sleeping cave.” you too echo. And snowfly.” she pointed to spark, echo and the dragon who attacked her named snowfly. “Let's try to forget this ok?”. Spark grumbled something, then walked into the entrance, trying to ignore the stares and whispers. ''I'm only five minutes in, and I already have an enemy. Why did I even want to come?.''

Chapter 5

It was about three years ago. During the war with the othermind. Her parents were great fighters. Smart, cunning, quick as lightning. With every punch they threw they were fighting for the future of the tribes. At the peak of the war, they fell in love. Sparks father was an outclaw, so when Sparks mother needed a safe place to have the egg, he got her to queen Thorn. Generously Thorn let her shelter there and let her egg hatch there. Where Spark was born. After the war, the ten tribes were at peace. Spark grew up with the outlaws after her parents died. She learned all her skills from queen thorn. When the invitation came for the school she was excited! Only to realise she shouldn't have gotten her hopes up.

Chapter 6

Spark moved through the school. She wound her way around the mountain caves until she found hers. There were three beds, a hollowed out rock space filled with moss and desert sand built into the wall below the window. Then there were two hollows in the ground. Empty. At the back of the cave under the sand hollow was a small stream, it ran through the cave and out a small tunnel. She knew which one she would like. Grublimg, she hung her pouch on a stalactite, and settled into the sand hollow. She buried herself in the sand and threw the moss over her head. Outside it was fading to twilight. She slumped her shoulders and fell asleep. It was early evening when she woke to the sound of screams. She scrambled out of the bed, tail up, talons curled. As she became more awake she realised they were screams of excitement and laughter. Sparks nerves cooled as she walked briskly to the meal room. The meal room was a large cave with a river circling the borders and a hole to the sky at the top. The three moons shone down from the hole, and torches were lit all along the perimeter. Stalagmite walls around the corners were keeping prey in, and a pile of fruit honey drops and sugary treats were piled in the far corner. Spark gravitated towards the sugar pile, and grabbed a thin sugar cake. She stomped over to the prey pile and grabbed a rabbit and proceeded to walk to the river, where she could sit on a boulder and eat. She ate her food, trying to look like she wasn't paying attention, when really she was clocking Snowfly in her peripheral vision. There's that snow licker. She thought. I hope I can avoid him for the remainder of the school year. Snowfly caught her looking and gave her a sneer. Spark returned this with a deep growl. She finished her rabbit and went back to her cave. She took out a book labeled journal and began to write.

Dear journal

Today I got in a fight at school with this smug faced snow licker.

''He thinks that he is better than me! I just KNOW he is mocking me from the inside. Tomorrow is battle training. Were supposed to mock battle with a partner. I'm gonna give that smug face a wack he will never forget!''

Sincerely, Spark.

Spark heard approaching talonsteps. She stuffed the journal into the sand pile and flopped down, throwing her wings over her head. She peeked out to look at her cavemates. She saw a pale blue purple antenne. Echo. she thought. Then she saw the dragon coming in behind her. His scales were golden yellow with blue on the spine.

It was Snowfly.

Chapter 7

''Snowfly! Are they kidding!?'' Spark thought. What if he attacks me in my sleep!

Well I won't be afraid of Him! She growled softly under her breath. Infront of her Echo and Snowfly each chose a hollow to sleep in. Spark felt a sweeping chill along her scales, before both dragons let out a burst of frostbreath. She saw both dragons rip off the icicles, and crush them with their talons making cold snow padding for their beds. “Hey” she heard a whisper from across the room, “watch this” she heard a scuffling sound, followed by a faint Crack. Suddenly she felt a cold club wack her in the head.

EEROARR! She yelled. She flipped around to face Snowfly, who was holding an icicle with a smug expression on his smug face. She opened her wings and raised her tail. What in all the moons was that for! She stepped forward angrily. Wait. she thought. More violence isn't the answer. She wrathfully turned around and hopped out the window. She spread her wings and jumped off the ledge. She soared in the night sky, the moons illuminating her scales. She swooped down to the desert and landed on the warm sand. She circled and sat down. The sand billowed up dry and warm. She grabbed a talonful of sand and swept it into a pile. She shaped it with her claws. Using clumps of the clay underneath the dry sand. Slowly the sand took the shape of the stronghold. She carved every detail. The whispering tower, the arena, the walls, the grave. She then drew two dragons in the sand. A sky wing and a sand wing. She started weeping softly. “Thorn said mom and dad would have loved to see the palace” she whispered. “What am i going to do?” she curled up, used her tail to brush sand over herself, and slept in the soft sand.

Chapter 8

It was shortly before dawn when Spark woke up. I better get back before they find that I'm missing. She spread her wings, and flew to the school. Silently she landed on the ledge and crawled through the window. She landed on the bed with a soft thwump. She curled up thinking of what to do. I should apologize. She thought. ''We could be friends. Well, whispered another part of her mind, He attacked '''you. He should be apologizing, not you.' Even though Snowfly was the one who started all this she still wanted to make up. She started planning. ''Today, we're gonna have a mock fight class. If I giggle all through and goof off, maybe I can drag out a happy, goofy side of him.'' She curled up in the sand until she could hear dragons starting to wake up. Spark flew down from her ledge and went straight to the battlefield. The battle field was a large patch of grass surrounded by low rocky hills. Spark could see that twigs and pebbles had been cleared from the circle, leaving smooth soft grass. Banners had been hung from the taller stalactites, with quotes of wisdom and trust woven into the tapestry with silk. The sweet smell of cut grass wafted up to her nose. There was another smell too. She whirled around to find a scraggly mountain rabbit clamoring between the rocks. Spark jumped at the rabbit, killing it with one squeeze of her claws. She did a delighted flip in the air before landing on the smooth moor. She quickly ate her rabbit. Other dragons were coming from the cave, along with the teacher Fig, Snowfly, and Echo. “All Right!” Fig shouted “ Everyone line up on the moor!” thirty students lined up. She could see a nervous sea wing night wing hybrid, a fidgety sand wing leaf wing hybrid, and a proud looking mud wing rain wing hybrid. “Ok!” Fig yelled again. “This half can go back to the mountain. Art cave, music cave, and library are open. This half stay.” “You two!” Fig beckoned to Snowfly and Spark. “You're up first. The rest of you get up on the ledges over there. Were gonna watch the fight.” Fig lowered her voice and explained the rules to them. “Listen you two. This is a MOCK fight. That means, no fire, frostbreath, tail stabs, venom, leaf speak, flame silk, Future visions and what have you. You must simply pin your opponent to the ground.” Spark and Snowfly each walked to the opposite side of the moor, and crouched in an attack position. “READY!” shouted Fig from the stands. “SET!” Spark Curled her claws. “FIGHT!!”

Chapter 9

Snowfly immediately charged at Spark. Spark did a rapid evaluation of him. ''He used to using his tail to fight. He is clumsy with his talons. He swipes right, so i'll go for a left to right belly undercut.'' Snowfly lashed out with his right talon. Spark swept her left talon in towards him. She simultaneously smacked his talons away and raked his underscales at the same time. Snowy reared up on his back legs, and Spark dashed under him, and arched her back as he came down throwing him to the ground. He fell on his back, and Spark jumped, landed on his belly and pinned him to the ground. Spark raised her talons. She suddenly felt very funny. She let this feeling in. Spark laughed loudly. She laughed so hard that she fell off of Snowfly, She looked out of the corner of her eye, and saw a smile spread across Snowflys face, before HE started laughing too! They rolled around together. Laughing, and laughing. At the end of the giggle fest, Spark stood up, helped Snowfly to his feet and together they walked towards the mountain, with Echo right behind. The trio walked to the meal cave together, while the rest of class took up the rear. Together they walked over to the sugar pile, selected some candies, and went to the boulder to eat. “I still can't believe why you guys dont eat rabbit,” Spark said with her mouth full. “Because it's gross!” Echo giggled. “I'll grab you. some if you want” Snowfly offered. “Sure, Thanks!” Spark said. She looked up from her meal to see a rabbit in the air, before smack! It hit her right in the face! Spark sat there bewildered, as rabbit blood dripped off her snout. She grabbed a mushy banana, and chucked it at Snowfly. Hitting him Square in the horns. The Whole cave went silent, and then Echo yelled “FOOD FIGHT!”

Chapter 10

At that point, the whole cave erupted into chaos. Chunks of rabbit and deer when whizzing through the air. Mangos and blueberries flew at dragons, hitting them with a damp Splat!. Spark was heaving talonfuls of candy and meat towards the other dragons.

Splurt, wap, splat! Were the sounds, as food hit scales and wings, Spark was hit smack in the snout with a raw coconut. She tumbled into the river, and came up half coughing, half laughing. She spotted a small dark blue dragon cowering behind a stalactite. He was curled up in a ball, talons covering his ears, wings wrapped around him. Spark worked her way towards him, ducking out of the way of flying food. “Hey. are you ok?” Spark whispered. The other dragon mumbled something. Spark picked up the words “no no okay no not.” She looked at Spark with an expression of anguish, and spark saw a glimmering teardrop scale next to her eye. “Oh” spark whispered a gasp. Teardrop scales ment mind readers. Her mind was probably overflowing. “Oh you poor thing. Here lean on me. Let's get you away from here”. Spark put one wing over her, then guided her out of the meal cave and into the classroom hallways. “What's your name?” Spark asked.

“W-Wave watcher.” she mumbled back. ''So…. Strange. I wonder what it's like to read minds!, maybe i could have dodged a few more attacks on the outclaw dens. Moons above, she looks like her head might explode. What if i-''. “Please stop,” mumbled Wavewatcher. “ i have a huge headache.” “Where's your cave?” Spark asked. Wavewatcher changed direction and Spark followed letting Wavewatcher lean on her side. “Stop here.” Wave mumbled. “This is my cave. T-thanks for helping me.” She hobbled into her cave leaving Spark outside alone. She began her way back to the Meal cave, where she collided head on with Fig.

Chapter 11

WHAM!. Spark landed flat on her back, while Fig grabbed the wall just in time.”ooh ow” Spark mumbled. She sat up. And started to walk away before Fig grabbed her arm. “Hey- wait why the heck are you covered in blood!?” Spark finally realized she was dripping with food. Blood from prey was splattered all over her wings, and fruit juice, fish slime, and melted sugar were splattered down her back and face. She was covered in so many colorful liquids, she looked more like a rain wing. Splatters of pink and green covered her flame colored scales. She looked like she swam in paint. Spark shrugged. “There's a food fight. We were having fun” she added due to the look on Figs face. “Food fight?” she echoed. “Was anyone hurt?”. “No.” Spark said. “Wave had a headache, so I took her back to her cave.” Fig loosened her grip on Spark’s arm. “Ok.. well tell me if anyone gets hurt.” Fig said hurriedly. She rushed back down the tunnel before Spark could react. Spark made her way back to the Meal cave to find that the food fight had calmed down. Dragons were scraping the food off their scales and throwing it away. Spark saw Snowfly and Echo in the river, washing themselves off. She started over to them. “Guys, the bells gonna ri-” Spark was cut off by the loud gong of the school bell. Snowfly and Echo scrambled out of the river, throwing drops of water off. Together, the three of them raced down the hall to history class. Where a tall, green, dragon was sitting at one end of the classroom. In orderly rows in front of her, there were lines of scrolls. Each dragon chose a scroll to sit at. When Spark was settled in she realized Fig was sitting next to the green dragon. “Hello” said Fig calmly. “This is Dragontrap. She will be your history teacher. Would you like to introduce yourself Dragontrap?” Dragontrap sat up with a proud look on her face. “Hello. As you were told, I am Dragontrap.” She lifted her wings to reveal pink undersides. “My parents named this because I look like a dragontrap plant. I'm a hybrid of a rainwing and a leafwing.” Time to start.” she said.

“Please open your scrolls to the section on Clearsight.” As Dragontrap was reading, Fig slipped into the doorway, and beckoned to Spark, Snowfly, and Echo. The three of them slipped out of class and followed. They stopped in front of Fig’s sleeping cave. Fig walked inside and signaled for them to follow. The three of them settled in in front of her. “Ok” Fig said, fidgeting with her claws. “Weeeee might have a problem.” Spark’s ears pricked up. “What kind of problem?” she asked. “Well….I went into town yesterday to buy stuff and I heard a dragon rambling. I couldn't hear most of it but I picked up snips of “crazy freaks” and “an army against us”. I don't think the townsfolk are happy with us”.

Spark was confused, but she became even more speechless after Fig’s next sentence.

“That's why I need you to go spy on them for me.”

Chapter 12

“WAIT WHAT?!” Spark shouted loudly. “Shhhhh! The other students might hear” Fig shushed her. “You look mostly like a sky wing, no offense. All you have to do is put on a cape with a hood, and walk to Possibility. Easy peasy.” Spark was confused. Why is this her job! “Why is this MY job!?” Spark yelled. “Hey hey hey, calm down. It's NOT all your job. Echo is going with you.” Fig shushed her. “Echo?” spark mused. “Why not all three of us?” Because,” Fig started. “A pale purple silkwing is a normal thing. A flame colored sky wing is…. Not really normal but could happen. A hive wing with blue on him? Not normal” She paused at the confused look on Spark’s face “basically that means you and Echo can blend in but Snowfly can’t.” Reluctantly, Spark and Echo accepted the offer and went to their cave to get their things. Spark grabbed her lantern necklace and blew a small flame into it. She grabbed a long dark blue cape. Speckled with fake black diamonds, it was the perfect disguise. She threw on the cape, curling her barbed tail in under the laced corners of the cape. She flattened the sail on her back, and slightly closed her obsidian black eyes. If she was lucky, the golden yellow ring around her eyes, with dots of bright cactus green, would be hidden by her eyelids. She threw the hood over her horns and put on her lantern necklace. Outside it was fading to night time, and stars were peaking through thick gray clouds. Spark and Echo were waiting near the doors as the first few raindrops began to fall. Fig arrived carrying a blank scroll and a bottle of ink. “Ok.” she said. “Who has better handwriting.?” Echo raised her arm reluctantly. Fig handed her the supplies to put in her bag. “Off you go now. Good luck”