Six Wings

Prolouge

Ping. A bell went in the darkness that gleamed in the small town of Oadele. Chatter of the full and busy streets it went. Crashes, loud curses, and so much more make it another day in the small town. Deep down, in a small alleyway full of rats and cobwebs. A dragon the colour of night glared at the two other dragons in front of her, cloud grey eyes beading with rage.
"Give it up shadow!" The older one snarled, scales as if they were colured by the sun itself. Eyes of amber. "You won't have your way."
"Beat it brother. Your so called wings wont do you ANY good."
"We'll see about that." Snapped the other. Wispy blue this one. With hints of dark blue here and there. Mane acts like vapor as it flows through the air as if it was no more then paper. Her eyes were very peircing of a pastel purple. "Evil isnt the way to go, sure, u had some bad times. But that doesnt mean you have to take your anger out on the world."
"SHUT IT!" Shadow cried, realeasing her shadow. It crawled acrossed the pebbled ground, up to Wisp. She screams as it though it burned through her chest, up to her heart.
"Oh does that hurt?" She teased. "Thats only the begining of what i can do." She pulled the shadow back as Wisp gasped for air. "As much as i would like to stay and chat, i have business to do." She gave a waving motion "see ya never." She hooted a evil laugh as she evaporated into shadows. Silence dropped heavily in the alleyway
"What are we gonna do?." Wisp asked, looking at her husband.
"I don't know, Wisp." He replied back, "we can only pray to the cosmo, that my sister will not win the claws of earth."

FREJA!" Shadow screamed, walking into her lair. A skinny dragon skimmered out. His eyes velvet purple. Body spotted of oozy green and black. He was so skinny his ribs are visible.
"Yes, shadow?." He asked
"Is it ready?"
"Yes, mistress.." He said, showing her the cannon.
"Ah, such a precious beauty.." She raked her claws across it. "You shall do the job. Just perfectly." She opened her bag and grabbed seven orbs. "Nobody will get in my way." She placed the orbs in the slim neck of the cannon, watching them roll into it's belly. Freja lit the cannon and aimed it out the window. BANG! The orbs shot out with a zoom. Sparks flung from the spheres.
"You sure this is gonna work?" He asked
"Of course peasent. The orbs will burn into ashes and these so called "Six Wings." Won't be able to stop me." She turned and walked away. "Come, Freja." The skinny beast skiddered after her into the depths of the lair.

Deep into the town of  Oadele, a green orb shot over their heads and into deep grass of a backyard. The glowing tint still burned inside the orb. The flames faded off but the orb still was stable. What Shadow did with the cannon. Shooting the orbs into the untold beyonders. Became a case that not even the Cosmo, could predict.