Ok, I forgot I wrote this XD

So, my dad invited his friends from work over for a barbecue and my friend came.

Long story short: The Barbecue went on till 2am.... Yeah. I was really heck'n tired, but I didn't want to go to bed Because, y'no, my friend was there and that would be rude.

I ended up writing this!

It is from Whiteout's POV after Dalkstalker gets buried.

Here ya Go!

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Whiteout stood over her brother's lifeless body.

Remember, she told herself. He's not dead.

Not that it makes much difference. Ill never see him again.

Never again.

All the memories of her childhood with Dalkstalker made her heart ache with longing, even though none of them were fresh, he had grown more and more distant after they lost Foeslayer. Still, it would be hard forgetting claw- painting with him, his teasing voice complaining that she was so much better than him. Harder still to forget when he first formally introduced her to Clearsight, how he looked at her with hope and trust and longing. The betrayal would have been heartbreaking for them both.

Warm, dark purple wings wrapped around her, comforting and familiar.

"Hello Clearsight." She sighed, not sure if she should be angry at her or not.

"Oh Whiteout! I feel terrible!" She sobbed, and Whiteout realised she had come to her for her own comfort. "His face when I put the bracelet on him, he looked so hurt, like he truly thought he was doing the right thing. I can't stop thinking about it!"

Beads of azure liquid ran down her cheeks, splashing like tiny tsunamis on Whiteout's talon.

They stood for a lasting minute, sharing happy memories of Dalkstalker, and reassuring each other that this was the right thing to do. They listened to the rumble of the boulders sliding down the collapsing mountain, burying her brother for good, she felt relived, but still could not help feeling a pang of sorrow as she watched the final cobalt- blue scale get obscured by the piling rocks and dirt.

The moment was broken by the sound of talon- steps crunching on the gravel behind them.

Clearsight turned around gently, and scowled when she saw Allknowing, her old seer training teacher. "What are you doing here!?" She snapped, "Come to gloat about how you were right?" Allknowing gave a small chuckle at that, "Actually, no." She replied, putting on a serious face. "We have to leave. The tribe is terrified Dalkstalker will be back, they're convinced this place is haunted by his vengeful ghost."

Whiteout and Clearsight exchanged a glance, they were the only ones that knew that he was still alive and should stay the only ones. Who knows what the tribe would do if they found out he was still alive? They would return with the lie that they had been taken down by his own spell, one that killed any royal Nightwings. He thought he would be safe from it because he was only part Nightwing.  

Yeah, its not the best, but its ok :D

IDK if I'm going to finish it or nah...

EDIT: I Came up with a cool (At least I think so :P) AU called the "Blackout" AU (AU stands for Alternate universe for those who don't know :D) I am going to use the start of this, tweak it a little and use it as a start for my story! It should be up in a a couple of days! Keep an eye out and i hope you enjoy this little teaser :D