Listen, And The Stars Shall Speak

Whiteout

"Hopefully this works." Apple declared. 

"It will." Rin confirmed. "Cause if not, we're building a canon, and I'm launching myself onto a star and strangling it until they let Ander wake up." Deathbringer smirked slightly.

"Three moons," he commented, holding back a laugh. "You two are so much like your parents." Rin and Apple exchanged a glance.

"Nah." 

"Not really." They suggested. Deathbringer's snorted in response, obviously amused as they kept walking. 

"Hey, Grandfather?" Apple asked suddenly. "How'd you and Grandmother meet?" Deathbringer fought back another laugh.

"Well," he began, his voice extremely serious. "We were in the Ice Kingdom. I was sent to kill her and two of her friends. She disguised herself as an Icewing and confronted me. And, for some reason, I just thought she was a very pretty and odd looking Icewing. So she threatened me and I, being my usual smug self, offered to buy her a drink at an Icewing tavern."

"WHAT!" Rin exploded, laughing.

"A little while later, I found where she and her friends were hiding and that she was my target. Fast forward, two dragons are bleeding and she's holding a chakram at my neck, yelling at me to stop looking so smug." He sighed dramatically. "True love, right from the very start." Apple and Rin doubled over, laughing.

"You should tell more stories." Rin suggested. Deathbringer shrugged.

"Hmmmm," he thought for a moment. "I suppose I could tell you about the time Rainkeeper and I stole Glory's flower crown..." 

"Wait WHAT!" Apple yelled. "Tell me!!"

"Or when Joy was cute and innocent, calling random dragons big ugly walruses..." 

"Hold on," Rin interjected. "There was a time when my mother was innocent?" 

"It was a very short amount of time." Deathbringer insisted. "Before we knew it she was all grown up and trying to murder her cousin..." Apple laughed.

"I love this family." 

A little while later, the stories stopped as they reached a cave Deathbringer declared dark enough for the emerald to work. Rin set it on the ground and they stood in a circle around it.

"What now?" Rin asked. Deathbringer raised an eyebrow.

"Let me get this straight." he began. "You two were going to sneak into Glory's office, steal one of the most valuable things in there, and then guess as to how to use it?"

"Well,in our defense, we didn't get very far." Apple retorted. "I know a scroll that talks a little bit about it. I figured that would tell us."

"I assumed instructions were included." Rin admitted. 

"Really?"

"Oh come on, you can't say it wouldn't be helpful to have like a little piece of paper with instructions written on it stuck to the back of all animus touched objects."

"Well, maybe when you start your own museum of animus objects, you can add that to each of them."

"Must you have so much sass?"

"Must you have so much sarcasm?" 

"Girls, stop it." Deathbringer ordered. "You both have way too much sass, sarcasm, and smugness. That's how this family works."

"How wonderful." 

"Case in point. Now, if you'll both be quiet for a moment, I'll tell you how this thing works." The girls sighed, but fell silent. 

 "All you have to do is focus your thoughts on the dragon you're trying to contact, and then say their name." With that, the three of them shut their eyes, focusing their thoughts.

Apple focused on what she had read in the scrolls, thinking of he few facts there were on Whiteout.

Rin thought back to the dragon she had seen in the cell, how her blue eyes longed to help someone who wasn't there.

Deathbringer, who barely knew who they were contacting, thought about how badly the girls needed to speak with her. Then he whispered the name.

A moment later, a quiet voice called out to them.

"Hello?" Whiteout asked.