The Unsib

== The Sibling Prophecy ==
They're still with you, in your heart...
But it still feels like they're wings apart...
You wish you could hug them, day and night...
But that just leaves you rolling in fright...
You need to sleep and find that dream...
That will tell you what's happening.
== Prologue ==
The MudWing dragonet scrambled out of her egg, expecting to see dragons welcome her into the world with warm wings. But thats not what she saw. Not even close. No, she saw something no MudWing would ever want to see. She saw four bleeding MudWings in front of her. They're throats were slit, and the hatchling was as confused as ever. She walked up to the corpses.
"Tadpole..." Whispered the biggest one. "I need you to... carry on... the family..." The bigwings held Tadpoles tiny talon. "Take this..." The bigwings handed Tadpole a small ring.
Tadpole looked down at the ring curiously. "This is a ring passed down in our family..." Continued the bigwings. "It's animus touched to..." The bigwings couldn't finish. He succumbed to his injuries, and passed away.
Silence.
"You." Tadpole hears someone say. "Your an unsib now."
"Who you?" Tadpole asked. The other MudWing said calmly, "I'll take you in. And I will break you."
"Your name is Tadpole, and your sibs were killed by IceWings in this war." Said the MudWing. "I'm Frog. And I am going to bring you to the rest of the troup, pathetic lizard."
Tadpole backed up. "Now come on, lizard. Let's go. Before I change my mind."
The helpless MudWing dragonet had no chose. The big MudWing scooped her up, and carried her away.
== Part 1:Abused ==
=== Chapter 1 ===
Tadpole went to go collect firewood. It was one of the "rules" she had to follow, since Frog treated her like an unsib. Because she is an unsib. Her siblings died right before she hatched. Tadpole clutched her skyfire ring. It was the only thing left of her real bigwings, Platypus. I wish I could have known them. Maybe they would have really liked me- "LIZARD!!! STOP GETTING LOST IN THOUGHTS, AND GET THAT FIREWOOD!!!" Yelled Tadpoles false bigwings, Frog. "THAT CAMPFIRE WON'T BUILD ITSELF!!!"
"Yes, sir!" Said Tadpole. She quickly grabbed a heavy log lying on the ground, chopped it up into smaller sticks, and brought it back to the bunker where Tadpoles "sibs" lived.
"Good work lizard." Said Frog, throwing a small pebble at her snout. "My names not lizard," Corrected Tadpole. "It's Tadpole." Frogs eyes widened. "The lizard speaks!" He joked, poking Tadpole in the underbelly making her fall over. "Who knew?"
Hmph. Rude much.
"Why are you so mean to me?" Tadpole asked. "You're not mean to Puddle, or Log, or-"
"Because they're not pathetic lizards like you." Hissed Frog. "And you'll never be as strong as them."
Frog walked away, and went back in the sleeping bunker. Tadpole wasn't allowed to sleep in there. She slept outside in the mud. Which kept her warm, but when she woke up, she had to jump in the river to wash it off. Frog and the rest of his siblings bullied Tadpole for that. Even though it was there fault Tadpole had to sleep outside in the cold. (And the rain) But other than the chores, and the horrible sibs, and sleeping outside, Tadpole lived a pretty easy life. She hunted on her own, and even had some friends.
Tadpole decided to take this oppurtunity, to burry herself in mud so Frog couldn't find her, and take a nap. She rarely got a chance to anyway.
So as the dragonet layed down in the soft warm mud, she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
===Chapter 2===
"Tadpole! Get up this minute, or no breakfast!" Tadpole woke to Frog hissing at her. "I'm up, I'm up." She said. Today was the special day, when Frog got a bucket of water and dumped it over Tadpole. They were going to the market, so Tadpole's talons had to be glass clean. (Even though it wasn't her fault that her talons were always dirty). None the less, Tadpole had to get soaked in freezing water. After drying off, the Frog, Tadpole, and Frogs two other siblings walked to the market.
The market was an indoor wooden house, with no more than four stalls. In every stall was about five MudWing sibs all shouting stuff like, "No need to hunt!" Or, "Come get your shiny armor!"
Of course, Frog went straight to the weapon stall because he was always convinced that the War of MudWing succesion would come. Frog was also rich. Like really, really, rich.
Thats not normal for a MudWing.
"Give me the sharpest spear you got." Frog snapped. "Of course sir." Said the stall owner. He grabbed a large spear with a sharp metal point. "This good enough?"
Frog eyed the spear suspiciously. "Fine..." He grumbled handing the stall owner five copper coins.
Frog gestured for the rest of the troup to go outside. They flew back to the sleephut. "Puddle, Log, go in the sleephut." He ordered. "Tadpole. Come with me." Tadpole had no chose, so she followed Frog. They went deep into the forest. They were so close to SkyWing territory, Tadpole could see mountains. "Now. Do you know how yesterday, you raised your voice at me again?" Snarled Frog. "Yup." Said Tadpole smugly. "I got this spear... so you know the consequences of your actions."
"Wha- what do you mean?" Asked Tadpole. "You'll see. In about two seconds." Said Frog.
And in a blink of an eye, Frog stabbed his spear into Tadpole's wing. "AAAAH!!!"
=== Chapter 3 ===
Tadpole walked back to the sleephut, but Frog flew. Tadpole wouldn't be able to fly for a while. That spear was very sharp. Tadpole soaked it in mud, desperatly trying to make it stop bleeding. It didn't stop, which made Tadpole look like a SkyWing. So that night, she layed down in her mud bed, but this night, she didn't have a good dream. It was the opposite of that. A nightmare.
(The dreams are done the same way as the visions in The Dangerous Gift)
He is hunting with his siblings. He smiles at one of them as she tries to catch a boar but fails miserably. Everyone laughs. "Stop laughing!" Yells Aspen. "STOP LAUGHING!!!"
"Relax, were just messing around." Chuckles Egret. "Your not that bad of a hunter. Remember that time you caught that grizzly bear?"
"That was a baby elk."
"Close enough." Declares Egret. "Right Platypus?" The MudWing bigwings turns around. "Huh? What are we talking about?" He asks. "About how good of a hunter Aspen is-"
Something swoops through the air, clawing Egrets neck. She collapses on the mud, with her throat slit. "ASPEN!!!" Yells the troup.
A second later, Egret is gone. Then Cherry. Then Temming. Finally, the IceWing slits Platypus's throat. It bleeds furiously. Then Platypus hears something. The sound of an egg cracking. And there, is the last sibling in Platypus's troup. Tadpole, crawling out of the egg. "Tadpole..." Whispers Platypus. "You need to... carry on... the family..." He hands her a small skyfire ring. "Take this..." He says. "This ring is passed down in our family... its animus enchanted to..." He couldn't finish, and he passed away.
Tadpole woke up. Her hands were shaking, and her wings still ached.
Is that really what happened to my family? And they died... right before the war was over.
== Part 2:Respected ==
=== Chapter 4 ===
Tadpole woke to Frog bickering about how it wasn't worth it to spend money on food. Tadpole walked up to him. "Why don't we just hunt?" She asked. "Ooo. Good idea," Said Frog. Which was suprising. "Or more like... you should hunt." Tadpole bared her teeth. "WHAT?" She exclaimed. "Why? Its easier when we hunt together!" "Or," Said Frog. "You could be a little baby hatchling and whine." Tadpole couldn't argue with Frog. She went to the forest to hunt. Hmm. Maybe if I hunt something big, Frog will actually like that. Thought Tadpole.
She stalked an alligator. They weren't as big as crocodiles, but Tadpole was too small to hunt crocodiles, so an alligator would do. Hopefully.
Tadpole pounced on the alligator. She jumped on its back, and clawed at its throat, hissing. The alligator roared in pain as Tadpole slit its throat.
I did it! I really did it!
Tadpole proudly dragged the alligator back to the troup. The look on Frog's face was not the reaction Tadpole was expecting.
"Wha- are you completely snail-brained?" Snarled Frog. "You realize this is the smallest alligator I've ever seen?" Tadpole inched back. "And its not a crocodile. It should be a crocodile."
Frog threw the alligator at a random MudWing. It hissed. "I thought you were weak," Snarled Frog. "But your dumb too. You can't even hunt a crocodile? Pathetic." Smoke was rising from his nostrils. He made a circle of fire around Tadpole. "Please!" Begged Tadpole. "I'll never hunt an alligator again! I'll always hunt crododiles, or bison, or boars!" Frog grabbed a large stick, lit it on fire, and tossed it at Tadpole burning her tail and wings slightly. "You will learn what happens when you disappoint me. Again."
Frog raised his claws, and swiped at Tadpoles neck making her fall into the fire which burned her scales.
"AAAAGH!!!" Screamed Tadpole. The last thing she heard before passing out was the sound of Frog laughing.
=== Chapter 5 ===
Tadpole winced as she ran threw the forest chasing a crocodile. And she made sure it was a crocodile. Tadpoles burns hurt so much, but they would only get worse if she didn't hunt. She threw herself on the crocodile, and bit it's neck. The crocodile roared in pain, and slammed it's tail into Tadpoles side. She roared in pain, and clawed at the crocodiles face. The reptile roared, and as when it lunged at Tadpole to attack again, she opened her mouth, and shot out a jet of fire killing the croc instantly.
Tadpole dragged it back to the sleephouse. Her wing was healing, but was burnt by the fire and would probably take a while to heal. And it hurt. A lot. The dragonet sighed.
"Frog!" Hollered Tadpole. "What did you do wrong this time?" Grumbled Frog from the sleephut. "I got a crocodile this time." Tadpole smiled smugly. "Hah. Really?" Frog walked out of the sleephut.
"Hmm."
Frog thought for a moment. "Fine. You did well. But you don't get any, because of how you behaved yesterday." He growled. "Fine..." Mumbled Tadpole. "What did you just say?" Snarled Frog.
"Yes sir!" Said Tadpole quickly, running back into the forest. She climbed a tree, and to her suprise, there was a python hiding in a tree. Since they're not venomous like other snakes, Tadpole grabbed it, and climbed down the tree.
Snakes weren't the best food to eat. They were scaly, and probably related to dragons. But it didn't matter. Tadpole was starving anyway. Frog wouldn't give her any food that night, or any night really. So Tadpole was always hungry. And this snake was not going to help with that. But luckily, prey was plentiful in the forest. So Tadpole snuck up on a crane, (Which also wasn't the biggest prey) killed it, and ate it. Tadpole had gotten used to not eating as much as other MudWings, but didn't prefer it.
While Tadpole was flying, (Yes her wing did heal) she crashed into someone. "Ouch!" They said. Tadpole and the other dragon crashed to the ground. "Sorry about that!" Said the dragon.
"It's fine." Said Tadpole standing up. "Sorry. I was in a rush. Queen Moorhen needs a new general soon, since General Swamp has passed." Said the dragon. "I'm Gaia."
=== Chapter 6 ===
"Really?" Said Tadpole. "Queen Moorhen needs a new general?" Gaia nodded. "Yeah. I need to get there. What's your name?" "I'm Tadpole." Said Tadpole. "Well Tadpole, see you at the palace if your coming." Said Gaia. "Yup." Said Tadpole. Gaia flew off. Huh. I wonder if I have a chance to become a general. Then Frog will respect me... I need to try! Thought Tadpole. She flew off into the clouds, right behind Gaia. And when Tadpole looked forward, there was Frog and the rest of the troup.
Ooooh. He probably didn't tell me because he didn't want me to come. Realized Tadpole. If he gave me a chance for once, Frog would actually realize how capible I am.
There were hundreds of dragons there. And sitting on the top of a high rock, was Queen Moorhen. There's no way she'll choose me. Thought Tadpole wish a sigh. But I still need to try.
That's what my real sibs would want.
Tadpole found a spot where he could sit in the thirteenth row. "Everyones here?" Asked Queen Moorhen. "I think so." Said one of the MudWings in the crowd.
Queen Moorhen walked off of the rock, and looked at every. Single. MudWing in the crowd. It took absolutely forever, but after hours, the queen walked back onto the rock.
"If I call your name step up." Said Queen Moorhen. "Frog." Frog smuggly stepped up. "Puddle." Puddle, a MudWing from Frogs troup stepped up. "And Tadpole." Said Queen Moorhen finally. Tadpole, suprised, stepped up. "I am going to ask you a question." Said Queen Moorhen. "Which will decide if you will become general." Frog grinned. Puddle smiled. Tadpole was nervous. "Do you think there can be peace between the tribes?" Asked Moorhen. "No." Said Frog and Puddle at the same time. "They're too different from us."
"Tadpole? What about you?" Asked Queen Moorhen. "I know they're different from us," Said Tadpole. "But they're still dragons. Not mindless killer snakes. I think we just need to accept our differences."
Queen Moorhen clapped quietly. "Well done." She said. "General Tadpole, please step up."
== Part 3:Trouble ==
=== Chapter 7 ===
A few weeks earlier...
"General Tadpole. Queen Moorhen would like to speak to you immediatley." Said Commander Bark. "Alright." Said Tadpole getting up. She walked over to Queen Moorhens throne room. The room was large and has three guards in it. The throne was made of wood and had three torches. "You wanted to see me your majesty?" Asked Tadpole bowing. "Yes." Said Moorhen. "I was wondering if you could send out a hunting patrol... and join the scouts I just sent out." Tadpole nodded. "Of course your majesty."
Tadpole decided to get her second in command, Russet to join the hunting patrol, and three others. Mallard, Lemming, and Podzol.
Tadpole flew over to Princess Leather, Queen Moorhens sister, who was leading the scout patrol. "Hmm." She said. "Tadpole, you go patrol the forest. Make sure there's no trouble."
"Will do."
Tadpole flew across the forest, bringing back memories of how she used to hunt there weeks ago. Now I have a new life. A new chance. One Frog would never give me. 
"Are you sure this will work?" Tadpole heard someone say. She landed on a tree, and saw a familiar face, Frog, talking to someone. "Queen Moorhen could catch us red taloned, Puddle."
"Don't worry so much. Just kill Tadpole, and Moorhen will make you general." Said Puddle. "What about you?" Asked Frog. "Maybe I could just kill Commander Bark." Said Puddle with a shrug.
"Tommorow. While Tadpole is alseep. Kill her, and fly away." Said Frog. "See you tommorow brother." Said Puddle. "Yeah, yeah." Hissed Frog. Puddle and Frog flew off. They're going to kill me. Me, and Commander Bark. They're really that jealous of me? I need to warn Queen Moorhen. No I need to warn Commander Bark. Aaargh, who should I tell first? Wondered Tadpole. Queen Moorhen would make more since. She's a queen. I need to tell her. Then I can worry about Bark.
Tadpole flew off, and into Queen Moorhens throne room. "Your majesty! I have something urgent to tell you." Said Tadpole. "Is that so?" Asked Queen Moorhen.
"Yes. Frog and Puddle are going to assassinate me and Commander Bark."
=== Chapter 8 ===
Tadpole stayed up all night in her room. She couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching her. But as the night went on, nothing happened. Tadpole stayed up for hours, but still nothing happened. She even blindfolded herself for a little to try to bait Frog and Puddle but still nothing happened. And before she knew it, Tadpole drifted off to sleep. She didn't have a dream though. It was just darkness. Then she woke to the sounds of bugs chirping and frogs croaking.
Tadpole went to check on Cammander Bark. He was still fast asleep in his room, snoring loudly. Tadpole let out a sigh of relief at that sight.
She decided to go hunting. Tadpole walked threw the forest, and smelled a boar. Hard to catch, but worth it. So worth it.
Perfect.
Tadpole jumped at the animal and clawed at it's back. It made a weird boar sound and kicked Tadpole in the leg making her fall off.
She chased it through the forest, until it stopped at a dead end. The boar had nowhere else to go. Tadpole killed it instantly.
After finishing her meal, Tadpole flew back to Queen Moorhens palace. She liked how cozy the palace felt, but it gave Tadpole an ominous feeling. None the less, she walked threw the wooden palace anyway, her talons making quiet thump sounds on the wooden floor. Perfect for catching bad guys. Thought Tadpole. She went to check on Commander Bark again. Tadpole walked quietly threw the prison cell and to the soldier dorms. And when she opened the door to Commander Bark's room, she shrieked.
Commander Bark was dead. And Puddle and Frog were holding the knife.
=== Chapter 9 ===
Tadpole acted fast. She grabbed a large rock and tossed it at Puddle, knocking her out. She tried to do the same with Frog, but he dodged it and lunged at Tadpole. The fight was on. Frog grabbed her neck and scratched it, making it bleed furiously. Tadpole roared in pain, and jumped on Frogs back. She was too small to pin Frog, but clawed at his tail, making him stumble over. Frog reacted by shooting a jet of fire at Tadpole. She dodged it, and Tadpole watched in horror as the fire burned Puddle alive.
Tadpole had never liked Puddle. She was always agreeing with Frog how Tadpole was weak and tiny and helpless. But... some part of Tadpole knew she was a good dragon.
But now it was too late. And Tadpole had to end this battle. For the sake of all MudWings, and herself.
Do what has to be done.
Tadpole pounced on Frog, clawing at his face. Frog roared, and stepped on Tadpole's tail making her lose balance.
Tadpole breathed a jet of fire at Frog, burning his wing. She desperatly tried biting his neck, but missed resulting in Frog pinning her.
This is it. He was right. I am weak. I am really nothing. Queen Moorhen only picked me because she knew that Frog and Puddle were too violent. But... do I think the tribes can be friends? They're not that different from us. Right? Tadpole knew that her thoughts would be the last thing she ever talked to, because Frog was about to slit her throat. Welp. At least I'll die knowing that I did what I could. Sigh. But then, something came out of the skyfire ring Tadpole wears. Like magic.
Then, in a blink of an eye, as fast as lightning, as quick as a SkyWing, Frog vanished into thin air.
== Epilogue ==
A few days later...
Frog paced his cell. He had just gotten back from his trial, and he was suprised to see that Tadpole begged Queen Moorhen to let him live. Frog had respected Tadpole since that day. Maybe she wasn't so bad after all. Frog was lucky enough to be put in an outdoors cell. And of course, Tadpole always hunted for him. A new commander had been hired. Her name was Commander Swan. A SkyWing-MudWing hybrid. She could fly as fast as the speed of light, and Tadpole was always awkward around her.
Aww.
"Hi Frog!" Said Tadpole flying up. "Oh, hey Tadpole." Replied Frog. "Just a question..."
"I'm listening." Said Tadpole. "Do you have a thing for Swan?" Asked Frog.
Tadpoles entire face went red. "No. No. Never. Nope. NOPE." She said quickly. "Come on, you can tell me." Chuckled Frog. "... maybe?" Said Tadpole. "Ah-hah! I knew it!" Said Frog. "DON'T YOU DARE TELL ANYONE." Demanded Tadpole. "I won't, I won't." Said Frog. "Don't worry. Your secret is safe with me." "That's good." Said Tadpole. "I have to go. Sorry."
"No worries." Said Frog as Tadpole flew off. Sigh. I may be stuck in this cell for a very long time... but I still have Tadpole to keep me company.
I no I've done wrong things. I killed my own sister. I attacked Tadpole for making a mistake.
But at least now I know that its okay to be a little different.
THE END!
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