The Past Can’t Be Changed

We all have made a few mistakes in our lives. Mistakes that can’t be undone, no matter how much we wish. No matter how hard we scream at night. No matter how hard we hurt ourselves or others for justice. No matter how hard we want it to happen, mistakes can’t be undone. Some dragons don’t realize this. Or, they do, but it’s buried down deep in their conscious.
Some will do whatever to fix their mistakes. They will go as far as they can to right their wrongs.
The question is, how far will they go before it all becomes a whole new mistake?
This is the story of Cumulus the Skywing.
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== Prologue ==
Atmosphere stood by the eggs, watching. One was a light grey with fiery flecks, the other was a calm white with a single light grey stripe.
”How are they?”
He turned around and smiled. It was Finch. His wife. She entered the cave, her large wings folding in. Her beautiful orange scales shined in the light.
”They’re fine. When do you think they’ll hatch?” Atmosphere asked her, entwining his tail with hers.
“Soon. Then the wait will be over.” Finch assured him, smiling.
They chatted for a while, mostly about the problems with the Sandwings.
”Do you really think they’ll attack us? After a small patrol died in our borders because of a rockslide?” Finch asked him, worried.
Atmosphere shook his head. “It’s just a silly mistake. Nothing to start a war about.”
I hope.
His attention went away from the conversation when he heard a small crack.
”Oh moons. Its happening.” Finch gasped, holding a talon over her mouth.
The white egg had a small crack in it. There was another crackle and the crack got bigger. The egg wobbled a bit, then fell on the floor.
Atmosphere felt an urge to grab the egg and help the dragonet inside, but knew he shouldn’t. He had to let the egg hatch by itself.
And suddenly, it happened. The top half of the egg snapped off, revealing a little white dragonet. His blue eyes blinked slowly, curious. He gurgled a little, and tried getting up. As he did, the egg cracked a bit more. He squeaked a bit and scrambled out of the egg as quickly as possible. Only when he sat outside the egg did his parents get a good view.
The dragonet had a SkyWing body, that was for sure. But the unique thing was that he was almost completely white. His underbelly was a soft grey, with a single spot that was a slight shade darker than the rest. And his wings were stunning. They were dark stormy grey, like the clouds of a thunderstorm.
”Cumulonimbus.” Finch said suddenly. When Atmosphere looked confused, Finch looked up at him. “That’s what we’ll call him. For short, he will be Cumulus.”
Cumulus blinked his eyes, and a small smile was visible on the baby’s face. “Urrgle!“ he chirped, scooting closer to Atmosphere.
Atmosphere smiled and picked his son up, holding him close to his face. “Hello Cumulus. Welcome to the world.”
Cumulus licked his nose. Finch laughed.
There was another crack, and Finch‘s gaze went straight to the second egg. This hatching wasn’t slow. The dragonet inside clearly wanted to get out as quickly as possible. The egg rolled back and forth, and back and forth, until-
BOOM! The egg shattered as it hit the floor, a tiny grey dragonet laid in its place. It was a female, and she was very pretty. Her soft grey scales seemed to catch the light. A unique thing about her was the speckles of red, orange, and yellow scattered across her body. And her wing membranes faded together like fire, starting with red and ending with a blinding yellow.
”How about Dove, for her?” Atmosphere suggested, still holding Cumulus closely. Cumulus was staring at the new dragonet, no doubt thinking about who they were.
Finch nodded and picked up Dove. “These two are perfect. We couldn’t have wished for anything else.” she announced.
Atmosphere nodded, a giant smile on his face. This was the happiest day of his life, and nothing could take that away.
Or so he thought.
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== Chapter 1 ==
Cumulus sat in his room, upside down. He had gotten used to it. His dad had installed a hanging rode in the ceiling so Cumulus could grab onto it. Cumulus had always admired Rainwing prehensile tails, and how they could bend and curl so easily. So every day he practiced hanging on upside down using only his tail.
It hurt a lot.
His tail gave away and Cumulus fell on the ground. “Owwwww....” he mumbled, holding his head.
Dove peaked her head in his room. “Hi brother!” she chirped, walking in. “Trying to be a Rainwing again?” She giggled.
”No, just hanging like one.” Cumulus told her, smiling. He loved his sister, she always made him laugh and smile. 
“Lets play Hide and Seek!” she begged him. “Mommy is still sleeping and Daddy is hunting! We have the house to ourselves!” 
That was another thing about Dove. She loved Hide and Seek. It was her favorite game. “Fine..” Cumulus replied, sighing. “I’ll be it. Go run.”
He closed his eyes and heard giggling as Dove scampered off, no doubt to hid in her giant pile of stuffed animals. 
After he counted to 30, he started looking around for her. Quietly, he creeped along the house, being careful not to make any noise.
He saw Dove’s door open down the hall. He sighed a bit. She wasn’t the best hider. But to make her feel better, he would stall and pretend he couldn’t find her. That would make her feel better.
He walked outside into the cold crisp air. He took a deep breath in. He liked his life. It was simple but sweet. No one could ask for anything more. Every few days he went to school, came back, played with Dove, ate dinner, and went to asleep. Today he had a day off, so tomorrow he had to go back to school.
Cumulus‘s head snapped up as he heard a voice.
”Cumulus! Get inside!”
It was his father, flying wildly towards him.
”W-what is it?“ Cumulus asked. “Is it an earthquake?”
”No, it’s much worse.” his father replied, landing. “It’s-“
But he didn’t need to finish. Right there on the horizon was an army of Sandwings flying there way.
Cumulus‘s mind filled with terror. An army? Here? They weren’t even close to the SkyWing palace! Why would the Sandwings come here?
He didn't have time to finish the thought. His father grabbed him and ran towards their house. Cumulus has no choice but to follow.
They stumbled inside. “Where’s your mother?” his father asked Cumulus sternly. 
“She‘s still asleep.” Cumulus replied, still processing the fact that there was a whole army flying towards them.
”Go get your sister.” Atmosphere told Cumulus before running off.
Cumulus nodded nervously raced to his sister’s room. He spotted her tail behind her giant pink stuffed bear.
She still thinks this is a game.
”Come on sis, get out.“ he told her, reaching into the pile of stuffed animals.
”Why?” Dove asked, her head popping out. She had a smile on her face.
”There’s no time for games. There’s a lot of big scary dragons heading this way. We need to hide.” he told her, hoping she didn’t think this was a game.
”Okay!” she chirped. “How do I win the game?”
Cumulus shook his head. “This isn’t a game. It’s life or death.”
Dove’s face turned solemn. “Oh. Where’s Daddy?”
”Getting Mom. Come on, let’s go.”
She nodded and crawled out. Cumulus saw her favorite stuffed animal, an orange tiger. Knowing Dove would want it, he grabbed it.
He brought Dove to his parent’s room, where his parents were packing their things.
”Mommy, what’s happening?” Dove asked her mother, a little scared.
”We need to leave as soon as possible.” Finch explained, her talons full of bags, which Cumulus guessed held food, clothes, and money.
They finished packing and they all ran outside. Dove‘s eyes lit up. “I forgot my bracelet!” she wailed.
Cumulus smacked himself in the face. How did he forget that? Dove’s best friend had given it to her, so they would always remember they were best friends. Dove always had it near her, and now it was somewhere in her room.
His mom turned to run back inside, but Cumulus shook his head. “I’ll get it.” he promised. And then he ran.
== Chapter 2 ==
Dove’s room was at the end of the hall, with a pink door. He ran inside and looked around, groaning at the mess.
”Why oh why doesn't she clean her room?” he mumbled, before running over to her bed. Nothing. He looked at her desk. Just a few pencils. He opened her closet. Just clothes.
Okay, if I was Dove, where would I hide my favorite bracelet?
His mind went straight to the pile of stuffed animals. It was a perfect hiding spot, with all the fluff and piles of stuffed animals. His eyes stared at every single stuffed animal until he spotted it. A violet beaded bracelet on the arm of the pink bear. He grabbed it and ran back outside.
Cumulus gasped. The Sandwings had landed, and they were pacing around,
I need to hide I need to hide.
He saw a big bush by his house and ran up to it. Quickly, he jumped inside, hissing as the prickly needles scraped his scales.
Where‘s Mom? And Dad? And Dove?
He peaked out of a small hole, and that’s when he saw them. They were climbing a hill, trying to get away. Then Cumulus saw something else. It was the Skywings! They were coming to fight the Sandwings!
They landed in front of the Sandwings, growling.
”Leave now and you won’t be hurt.” the lead SkyWing told the Sandwings.
”After what you did to our patrol? We want revenge!“ a Sandwing said back, and they all started chanting. “We want revenge! We want revenge!”
“Then we have no choice to attack.” the SkyWing announced, his tail flicking to the side.
At once, 3 Skywings flew over the Sandwings, dropping seeming flaming balls. They weren’t flaming balls, Cumulus realized. They were flaming bushes.
But the Sandwings had their own comeback. Suddenly, some Sandwings threw a few small items. They immediately exploded when they hit the Skywings, and some ran and screamed.
”Those are dragonflame cactus bombs.” Cumulus whispered, knowing he had to get out of there.
Quickly, he crawled out fo the bush and looked around at the battle. It was chaos. Dragons hissed and breathed fire, others stabbed the opponent with poisonous tails.
Cumulus ran fast, trying to avoid the battle. But one Sandwing saw him, and mistook him for a SkyWing soldier.
The soldier ran at Cumulus, holding a sword. Cumulus shrieked and ran faster, tripping on a rock. He crashed to the floor, and a fiery pain shot through his ankle. Struggling, he got up just as the soldier approached him.
”Die SkyWing.” he slithered, raising the sword.
The last thing Cumulus saw was the sword slamming down onto him, before everything went dark.
== Chapter 3 ==
The first thing he felt was pain. It was everywhere. Cumulus groaned and opened his eyes. He looked around him. The battle was still going on, dragons clashing and attacking each other. Dead bodies were cast around on the floor.
”What happened?” he mumbled, holding his head. He looked over at his arm and winced. It was really bloody, but intact. At least he still had all his limbs.
Getting up, he quickly walked over to the hill where he had seen his family go. Luckily, no one noticed him. 
When he got to the top, he saw below him his family. They were cuddled close together, whispering to each other.
Dove looked up at him, a smile on her face. “BROTHER! We thought you were dead!” she squealed, getting up at running to him. Cumulus smiled a little as she hugged him.
His father got up. “We weren’t sure, so we stayed here. Luckily, we didn’t leave.” He looked around. “Is everyone ready to go?”
They nodded. As his mom grabbed their stuff, Dove looked at Cumulus. “Where’s my bracelet?” she asked, confusion on her face.
Cumulus smacked himself in the face. He must have dropped it! “Hold on, I’ll go get it-“ But Dove was already running over the hill.
”NO! DOVE!“ he screamed at her, chasing after his sister. But she was fast. Before he knew it, she was on the other side, racing straight into the battle field. “COME BACK!” he cried, following.
Then everything else happened in slow motion.
In the corner of his vision, he saw a Sandwing soldier throw something through the air, screaming “Grenade!” Dove was standing up, holding her bracelet. There was a smile on her face. She looked at Cumulus, then followed his gaze. She gasped as she saw the bomb fall closer and closer.
”No...” Cumulus whispered, running at her.
Dove turned to run, her face terrified. A single tear went down her face as she cried out “HELP ME-“
Then there was fire. An explosion. The flames swirled around her, surrounding Dove until Cumulus couldn’t see her anymore.
His little sister, Dove, was dead.
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