Death stares at the five bodies lying stiffly on the soaking ground. The bodies of four of the most powerful dragons to live. Her claws still clenched painfully through StarNights's scales. " Look at what we have done" She hisses into his ear. " Look at everything we have killed to rid the world of your master. What do you plan now that she is gone? What is your purpose?"

StarNight doesn't answer.

" Your only reason to live now is for me to kill you slowly. Make you watch ever kill you ever committed. Feel their pain and panic has you took them forcefully off of the earth. I know every single one. And I know exactly what you did to them. You're going to experience all of it." Darkfang hisses in a true hatred and joy at seeing his pain. He could feel her thrill as he didn't respond out of fear.

He didn't want to feel. He didn't want to experience it. He wasn't sure how he would, some of it.

The remaining of the siblings were only Darkfang, Skyress, twilight and Bolt. The only three who hadn't or couldn't use up all of their power in an attack. StarNight didn't know how each of them died just that Darkfang completely blamed it on him.

NightStar was really useless now. All it took was the simple action of pinning him with the threat of claws to his throat to tame him from his rampage. His training seemingly in nonexistence now that he was in the lower hand. He had never been prepared for this. He wasn't meant or ever expected to be in this position.

" Not to mention my own ideas of torture for you," She hisses in Nightstar's ear, sending a cold shiver down his spine."

Nightstar glances to his side to try and escape the gaze of the extremely powerful and hate filled dragon on top of him. He could see the powerful dragon's mother standing silently over the body of Blazefire. His original scale color almost completely gone. Only a few red speckles of red scattered along his now black scales, his blank amber eyes staring back at StarNight.

Nightholly stood frozen over her dead hatchlings. She was completely silent as she looked at each young dragon before her eyes landed on her final living ones. She watched as Skyress stood in shock at what had just happened before her, eyes wide and staring blankly at the ground. Bolt stood next to his father staring at the his claws. Twilight staring at the bodies in front of him. He was forcing himself to stare at each of his siblings. 

StarNight could see the self blame running through the black scaled dragon. Twilight blamed each death on himself, and Starnight was happy for that. He didn't know why but it was good in his mind that someone else would suffer. 

StarNight looks back at Darkfang who had looked away to look at her father, her hold lessening. Maybe StarNight could get free and give her the punishment instead. He tensed getting ready to make a move, but her claws without warning sunk in deep through his scales and into the soft flesh and muscle of his shoulders. A pitiful sound came from him at the sudden flare of pain. 

A low growl was building in her throat as she stated with narrowed eyes at her father. Slight confusion washed over StarNight. What was she doing?

" Please stop." He asks quietly feeling wet substances starting to pool around his shoulder, getting in between his scales. 

She doesn't pay any attention to him. His earlier prized kill now threatening to actually injure him past the point of return soon if she didn't retract her talons. 

" Darkflame," She says in an odd sumon. 

Seeming in response the form of the father crumples to the ground almost instantly. Starnight Doesn't have time to pay attention as he tries to sink lower into the ground, claws sinking in dangerously deep, close to important blood vessels and his windpipe.    

" Darkfang," StarNight tries to say, moving his tail to curl it up and touch her hind leg. " Please," He squeaks, the sinking choke hold cutting the blood flow from his head making it feel like it was close to exploding. 

He receives a look that was worthy of killing before her claws retracted, letting air rush into lungs, and the blood pressure in his head stat to return to normal. 

 Nightholly looks blankly away from her dead hatchlings for her gaze to land on her mate. She calls out questioning to him. Her hidden distress becoming slightly heard in her voice.

" Mother.  His name is Darkflame," Darkfang says watching as her father slowly started to move again. " Meet the real dragon meant for his scales," She says darkly. 

Nightholly stares at her mate has he fights to become conscious. " Darkfang. What have you done?" 

( Well. Thank you for reading. Sorry it took so freaking long to finally update. I'm going to now focus on just editing until further notice. Thank you to those who have me your characters, At some point I will make each dragon their own little short story at some point as a way to let you see their deaths/final thoughts and what really happened. Sorry the last bit of plot here is not well planned out but this whole book was made up as I went. So until next time.)  

Oh and More about Darkflame- Trying to remember before I met you

book one in this series 

book 4 will be posted once i'm done editing this one. The previous book, Toothless and Nightholly has been edited with plot changes if you want to check that out if you haven't already. 

thank you all!