Electric Touch

Fanfiction about a particular MortarWing's life as a spy, animus, father, and teacher. Collaborative piece by Coy and Six!
Character lineup:
 
* Wry-Tor
* Apex
* Anthelion
* Hourglass
* Caulk
* Chalk
* Frostbite
* Aether
* Stratus
 
* Queen Scarlet
* Burn
* (canon)
* (canon)
* (canon)
* Author note (Coy): I will be adding a theme song per chapter after they've been written out. It will probably be a silly Naruto filler song of my choice, and is very obviously not mandatory to listen to. Enjoy, when there's more content!
* Author note 2 (Coy): This storyline takes place prior to the Dragonets of Destiny escaping the mountain and their guardians. Any elements tied to canon will be written according to this timeline.
== Prologue ==
An IceWing breathed out a frosted cloud, settled with their head resting on their talons. The entire area surrounding the fellow was cold, iced, dusted with snow on the harder surfaces. Their lavender gaze was fixed harshly on a guest. The guest in question, being a hybrid of all things.
They snarled out of disgust, another puff of frost leaving their snout. They glanced at their companion, who had feathery wings - one being severely mangled. The striking white gaze that was returned was seeking confirmation.
"Interrogate it, already." Frostbite snipped, tail flicking in the direction of the hybrid. This hybrid had been encased in solid ice for quite some time now, eyes squinted with a mouth clamped shut.
The TempestWing rolled her eyes, inhaling deeply with eyes fluttering shut before an abrupt blast of lightning fled from his maw. The strike shattered the ice encasing the dragon's head, allowing them to breath and warm up slightly once more.
"I don't have what you want-" It promptly blurted.
"Shut your snout." Anthelion growled, the hybrid doing so immediately. The TempestWing seems strained, promptly digging his talons into the ice containing it.
"Tell me where I can find that freak of a Spark." Anthelion demanded, talons edging closer towards the Sand-Sky hybrid, electricity bouncing off ominously.
If Chalk could squirm, it would've been doing so already. It tried to pry away, panicked before the Spark before it already had to pry away herself.
Anthelion recoiled, hissing loudly as she covered her blind eye in pain. Her wings trembled. The IceWing merely growled in annoyance, blasting a mouthful of ice down onto her talons to keep her where she was now.
“Sorry, a Spark?” The hybrid croaked.
“Yes!” Anthelion barked out, gritting teeth in agony as he spoke. “That freakish Spark in the mountains! Tell me where I can find him.” Her rage and agony only increased when the smaller dragon only offered a pair of lost, startled eyes in response.
“Moons, you have no tact.” The IceWing rumbled, tail dragging behind them while settling themselves between the two parties. A harsh glare was met with Anthelion, causing him to crumple slightly. “You’re so obsessed with chasing a myth that you can’t regulate yourself properly anymore. What a shame.”
“He’s real. He’s the only one who—” She tried.
“I don’t want to hear this again.” Frostbite turned away, the cold etching itself upwards into the Spark’s scales in a way most would find disturbing. Their attention fixated on the hybrid again. “Chalk,” they smiled wryly. “You know your father and I go far back... I know you have your connections to a lot of useful individuals.”
Chalk could only gulp while waiting anxiously. The frigid talons swiftly landing and clutching onto its jaw didn’t help to calm its nerves.
“So? What can you offer me,” Frostbite continued, grip tightening as ice crawled up the warm hybrid’s scales again. “To get you out of this situation, hm?”
“An animus!” It finally croaked, repeating it desperately. “An animus, I know an animus!”
The ice halted. A look of interest overcame the looming IceWing’s expression. “An animus, huh? And what’s so special about this one?”
“He’s a MortarWing,” Chalk spoke quickly. “Their magic behaves differently... I’ve heard he doesn’t have a soul to taint,” it paused, glancing at the Spark still heaving with muted rage close by. “Unrestrained magic, can’t-uh, can’t you find that freakish Spark that way?” It asked carefully.
A moment passed before claws fell from Chalk’s jaw, ice beginning to melt too. Frostbite turned away again, returning to their resting place. “That does sound quite nice.” He fell rather casually into that resting position again, a toothy grin returning. “Send him to me, Chalk. Do this one thing for me, and I’ll leave you alone for good.”
== Chapter One ==
More flying soon...
== Chapter Two ==
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== Chapter Three ==
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Category:Mature Content
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