This is pretty much an alternate universe that is going to distract me from The Secret Foreseer (book 16), so I will update every so and then. Anyways...
Get spooooooooooooooooooooooked!
Prologue (Albatross)[]
A cold shiver creeped up my spine, as I stared in silence around the prismarine-floored courtyard. I walk through the dark, abandoned Island Palace, my heart torn in half, an evil side of me left behind. I dragged myself, gazing at the statue of Queen Lagoon, which had marks of dried blood still splattered across it, my spirit of mine still here. I was heartbroken. I looked out, and saw SeaWing dragonets frolicking on the beach. Oh, how I missed the damp feeling of the grainy sand underneath my talons! I stared at my talons, the voices of the evil echoing through my mind, pulsing and yearning to take control of my claws, my tongue that has caused me to be in this such distraught state. Curse that green SeaWing! I muttered under my breath. It was no use. Now, Who am I , you may ask. Who am I? Well. I. Am.
...Albatross.
I am. I am. Prince. Albatross. The. Evil. The Albatross.
Yes, the Albatross killed by the stupid thrice-cursed grandson, Fathom.