" RIP-CURRENT!" Tornado roared furiously. " My heart feels like a stone..." Rip-Current muttered. " You, you SCAVENGER BRAIN!" Tornado roared at all the Jewelwings. Tears ran down her cheeks. " Rip-Current?" Parrot whispered. " Parrot, I am sorry." Rip-Current stuttered. " It wasn't your fault." Parrot said placing her talon in his. " I love you." both dragonets whispered. They passed out talon and talon.
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" Oh my..." Parrot said sitting up immediately clutching her wing stub. " That wasn't a good idea. " Queen Glory, we have the bionic wing ready." a Rainwing nurse said quickly. " Thank you." Queen Glory said kindly. " RIP-CURRENT!" Parrot roared, up starting. A Rainwing guard pinned Parrot down to the bed. " Ma'am, we have to test the wing BEFORE you go to your friend." Parrot let a growl seep through her teeth. She turned a maroon which bubbled with the color of magma. " Fine." she hissed. 2 Rainwing nurses hustled over with a multi-colored wing. They walked over to Parrot and laid the wing on her stub. " This might hurt a little sweetie." Tarsier, a old Rainwing said sappily. Morpho placed her talon on a button attached to the wall. 90 needles stabbed into Parrot's wing stub. She let out an agonizing roar of pain. " All done sweetheart." Tarsier said kindly. Parrot flexed her wing. It moved. Parrot turned an orange which had gold and yellow streaks race though it. So did her wing. " This is AMAZING!" Parrot cried. " You can thank my father for that." Starflight said walking into the room. " Why is your bandage not on?" Parrot asked quizickly. " I can thank my father for that as well. I can see again." Starflight said excitedly. " Nope, you lie. What color am I?" Parrot said playfully. " Green." Starflight said. " What now?" Parrot said. " You are invisible." Starflight said. " RIP-CURRENT." Parrot said turning quickly to the left. She took off, her bionic wing beating fast. Rip-current was with his parents, in their comfy hut in the Rainforest. " Parrot!" Rip-Current cried excitedly. " How did you get your wing back?" " It is fake, BUT IT WORKS!"  Parrot said cheerfully. Silence fell over the 2. Parrot clenched her talons to keep from turning pink and dark green. Tsunami and Riptide knew they should probably leave the 2 dragons alone. They sat there alone. Dusty came tearing into the room spoiling the moment. " Um, guys, Princess Vapor is here." Dusty said panting. Rip-Current and Parrot shot out of the room. Parrot's scales had pale green swirls and black go through her scales. A beautiful Thunderwing stood there. She had tons of battle scars which made her seem like she had even MORE authority. She had lightning bolts race down her neck. She had a lightning bolt that ran through her eye. Dusty suddenly roared and clutched her head. She stumbled backwards and tripped over Muck who caught her with an open mouth. "You might be afraid young Dusty. Trust me, my name is Princess Vapor and I am not like the other, well, my sisters." Dusty winced at the sudden pain of millions of dragons voices booming in her head. " What is happening, HOW DOES IT STOP?!" Dusty thought back angrily. " What is happening?" Parrot asked looking at the Thunderwing to Dusty. " My name is Princess Vapor as you should know and I have come to warn you of an upcoming danger." Princess Vapor said the smile leaving her face. Muck looked up at the slender figure. " Where are your guards?" Parrot asked the Princess. Vapor let out a laugh. " I am the youngest of my siblings therefore, I am not expected to become Queen, but my sisters are evil and indeed like those Blister and Burn dragons I have heard of." Princess Vapor explained. All 6 of the dragons sat down on our haunches listening. Dusty imagined that she was in the desert at night with a breeze entering the small slits in her scales and all the thoughts left her head except Muck's. Is she looking at me? Oh moons, she is! Does she like me back?! This is crazy! Muck thought looking at Princess Vapor to begin. Dusty blushed and looked at Princess Vapor. " A war is coming. The prices will be bigger than The War Of The Sandwing Succession. You see, you dragons who aren't searching the land of Pyrrhia haven't noticed that there is more than this island and the Seawing territory. There are the Seawings, Rainwings, Sandwings, Mudwings, Skywings, Nightwings, Icewings, Thunderwings, Jewelwings, Birdwings, Stalkerwings, Lightwings, Lavawings, and Swampwings. They are against each other for a Thunderwing air to the throne. The Lavawings, Stalkerwings, and Birdwings are on my side. The Thunderwings and Jewelwings are with Hail and the Swampwings and Lightwings are with Storm. If I don't do something to stop them, Pyrrhia will go down in flames." Princess Vapor explained pacing back and forth. The dragonets nodded their heads. " But I need help, I need more dragons because my dragons are the weakest." Princess Vapor said worriedly. " Are parents will help." all of them dragonets said at the same time. Princess hail grinned. " The battle begins tomorrow at sunrise." Vapor said lifting off into the sky.
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The dragonets awoke to a ram horn echoing across the land. Parrot woke and and stretched her bionic wing. She shook the others awake and they ran to the art room. It was still dark so everyone had to hang onto Rip-Current. When the reached the art room they grabbed the paints and designed their war symbols. Dusty's was a pale yellow tornado with black streaks in the tornado with a bolt of lightning that was a piercing blue. Muck's was a mud monsoon. Parrot's was a big tree with a raging fire inside. Shadow's was a star with purple streaks inside. Rip-Current's was a Tsunami. Tornado's was a maroon cloud raining blood. They placed random streaks across their bodies. Their parents were preparing the soldiers for the grueling battle ahead. Parrot picked up Ceilia and painted a scavenger riding a Rainwing holding spears. " Well, we are most definitely taking after our parents." Parrot said, trying to brighten the mood. The dragonets hung their heads. There would be hundreds of deaths today. The horn sounded 3 times. The battle had begun.