🍃Skyress🍃

I can't take it! Every ones falling apart. I can't fix this! Why can't I go home? I want to go home! I don't want to be in battle!

" Twilight!" I yell running over to him.

I was standing like stone staring forward with a terrified look.

" Twilight!" I cry again pushing at his shoulder.

" I did it,"

" What? Twilight you need to help me stop this! It's not right,"

" I shouldn't have left. I never really wanted her dead. I didn't actually mean it,"

" What in Odin's name  are you talking about Twilight?"

" Duck!" Silver yells.

I snap my gaze up to see the world in slow motion. His red claws gleaming in the sunlight. His eyes narrowed as he reached his talons out towards me.

Another pair of talons come into my slowed view. Twilight's crazed and raged expression was more terrifying than any of the things In front of me. I'd never seen so much hatred in one persons eyes before. Twilight wished death on this dragon. He wish a long painful death.

The world comes back into its normal speed just as I slam myself to the ground forming a thick done of rock around me, sealing me from the world in a cave of darkness. All my fears and worries force me to lay down as I become unconscious from shock.
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💥Blazefire💥

My family was no longer trying to kill each other. Not after What Night did. My mother's father shut down. He didn't seem to notice that he was standing now in the middle of a battle field. He must have known somehow that someone would kill their mate. Maybe I'm the same way we can possess our powers, maybe he had his own. He must have sensed that a male would kill his mate. He must have assumed it would be my father because Night would never touch his beloved mate in any harmful way. But his own wrong assumptions had left him without Moonflower.

The screeches and roars of pain make me turn away from the scene in front me. Everything is wrong. But I can't just look away and do nothing.

I look behind me in confusion that quickly turns to horror. One of the largest waves I have ever seen was racing up along the surface of the island. Bolt flying above it.

He should have told me that he was going to do something. I open my wings and leap into the air in a panicked attempt to escape the the water. Another figure goes up into the air at my side. It's the other dragon. And in his claws was my best friend.

" Twilight!"

Starnight flung his body into the close water before turning quickly to me. But I was already dead, I just made the mistake of hovering in the water's path. I wouldn't survive the pain that was soon to follow. Starnight would only help me by killing me quicker. My scales hiss just before I'm rammed into both the dragon and the wave. A roar of pain escapes me under the burning water. The liquid was eating away at my flesh as I tried so frantically to swim upwards in the torrent. And ever so slowly and painfully did I fall deeper into the water. Being swept away from the battlefield and into the never ending ocean.

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DARKFANG

I don't understand. What happened? I was on the upper hand of the battle. But it changed so quickly, it was like someone from behind pushed me down and pinned me there while Starnight made the kill. But it wasn't painful. His fangs inside my throat didn't hurt.

" Sorry about that, but i've been wanting to meet you for some time now,"

I snap my gaze around to the source of the voice.

" I'm afraid you won't be able to see me being my physical body has been.. taken from me. But if I could show myself I would."

" Who are you and where am I" I growl at the male voice,"

" I am without a name since I was taken from the world to be here, you wouldn't understand the language from what my name is from anyway. It is lost to the past of the world. And you are currently on the battlefield under a wave your blood brother has created in hopes to deter the enemy."

" Does this look like a battlefield to you?" I snap looking around into the pure darkness around me.

" Only your counter part that makes you what you are is here. Your form is on the world. We are where we belong. We are where our lord was forced to put us because of the humans... And yes in my eyes it does look like a battlefield. "

" Well then what is this place that We belong? What are you?"

" This is where only ones like us can exist. No others. I have been here for eons alone. It is a wonder that I have been sent a partner."

" What are you?" I growl letting my anger flash off of my scales in jumping streaks of lightning.

" We are death," He seems to snarl in disgust. " How lucky you were to be born later into a physical form when I'm stuck here until the world is destroyed and made new. When the earth is made cleansed again so that I can come out of this nothingness."

I don't answer.

" I know someone else that is here that should be of interest to you. Though I can't speak to him as I do you, I think you should take him from here and bring him back to where he belongs. It is only what he deserves after being stuck here with me. "

" Who?" I ask carefully as my scales siver into a inteliquent light of overlapping and jumping sparks.

" Your father,"

" No, Toothless is my father and he is alive, I can feel it."

" No, You can sense that his body is alive. But you've always known there was something odd about him. Something missing. You always wondered why the name his rider called him and what he was called by other dragons was always the same."

I stop to think about it. The more I question it the more I realize he was correct. I had always known, but I'm just so used to my father's half emptiness that I no longer noticed it.

" Meet your father, Darkflame,"

I narrow my eyes as a figure comes forward. It was Toothless my father. But he was different. His eyes were dark with hatred and cold. How observant and knowing they were on the outside. But the longer I stare at him the deeper I see. How broken Darkflame is. How much death and destruction occurred in his young age. How carefully he chose who to love and how devoted and loyal he made himself be.

I'm suddenly shut out of seeing deeper into his eyes. forced to look at the shielded and hard gaze he was giving as he guarded himself now more closely. He is so different. My father would look at us all with love, but when you would look at him while he sat alone you could see the lost look he gave the world, his confusion and anger towards it. always thought it was because he couldn't fly. But no, It was because he couldn't remember.

That's why we were never told stories about when he was young, why Nightholly only told stories involving other dragons and the past.

I look down at Darkflame's tail and see two tail fins. It looks odd but so natural.

He dips his head in greeting while not taking his eyes off of me. " I am Darkflame" His voice is that of my father's. That is something that is not different. He starts to walk closer. His stride is different. More careful and quiet, like he was tracking something but he held his head high like he was that of a dragon of high authority.

" And I am Darkfang" I answer as I dip my own head

"Darkfang" He says looking at me, seeming to predict any movements I could make and how he could counter them.

I nod.

He makes a noise like he is about to laugh but never does fully as he starts to pace around me in a circle. " And from whom where you hatched? Or where did you come from?" He asks looking at me with slightly squinted eyes.

" I was born from that of Nightholly and Toothless" He turns to be about to make a smart remark about the last mentioned name but I cut in before He can speak, " You".... apparently.

He stops mid stride to look at me with an unreadable look. " What?"

" If I have been informed correctly, You are my father."

" I wouldn't give you false information. What would I gain from lying to you? I have nothing, But I can give you something," The mysterious male voice says quietly.

" Darkfang?" He asks again

" Yes"

He looks down at the ground shaking his head before looking back up at me with some of the shielded gentleness and fear. " I'm sorry,"