Burnt Out Flame

Category:Fanfictions
Category:Work in Progress
==CHAPTER ONE==
The desert sands swirled around the young SandWing named Patch as she cowered in the corner of her small, dimly lit cave. Her parents, Rattlesnake and Scorpion, loomed over her with eyes filled with anger and hatred. Patch had always known her parents were cruel, but tonight they seemed especially vicious.
"You worthless little whelp," Rattlesnake spat, his voice dripping with venom. "You are nothing but a disgrace to our family."
Patch's heart pounded in her chest as she tried to make herself as small as possible, hoping to escape their wrath. But it was no use. Her parents had been drinking heavily that night, and their tempers were out of control.
Without warning, Rattlesnake lunged at Patch, his claws slashing through the air. Patch screamed in terror as the sharp talons tore into her flesh, leaving deep gouges that bled freely. Scorpion joined in the attack, her own claws cutting into Patch's fragile wings.
The pain was unbearable, and Patch knew she had to fight back. With a desperate cry, she lashed out at her father, her claws finding their mark and slicing through his throat. Blood sprayed everywhere as Rattlesnake fell to the ground, his lifeless eyes staring up at Patch in shock.
Scorpion's rage knew no bounds as she saw her mate's lifeless body lying at her feet. She turned on Patch with a ferocity that made the young SandWing tremble with fear. Without a word, Scorpion grabbed Patch by the scruff of her neck and threw her out of the cave, into the unforgiving desert night.
==CHAPTER TWO==
Alone and afraid, Patch stumbled through the darkness, her wounded wings dragging in the sand. The moon overhead seemed to mock her, casting a cold light on her despair. Tears streamed down her face as she realized she had nowhere to turn.
But Patch was a survivor, and she refused to let her parents' cruelty defeat her. In the darkness of the night, a new resolve grew within her. She would never again be a victim. She would become the hunter, the one who struck fear into the hearts of all who dared to cross her.
And so, Patch embraced her newfound power with a frightening intensity. She trained in the art of assassination, honing her skills until she was a deadly force to be reckoned with. No dragon was safe from her wrath, no kingdom beyond her reach.
Patch's first target was her own mother, Scorpion. With a heart as cold as ice, Patch stalked her mother through the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. And when that moment came, Patch struck without mercy, her claws finding their mark and ending Scorpion's life in a flash of blood and agony.
Patch smiled at her mothers dead body. She stepped back, she wiped the blood on the sand and leaped into the air. She flew around aimlessly before having a thought I need a name..I like Patch but I need something more..menacing..how about..Patchfire. She smiled with consent as her new name.
Patchfire flew throughout the mountain ridges, her wings fluttering around the clouds. She looked down at the cliff and swooped down. Landing swiftly, Patchfire sat on the cliff and loomed down.
Is that the rainforest? She thought. She hadn’t been anywhere except the sand kingdom and that was really boring. Patchfire flew off the cliff and crashed straight into the rainwing kingdom.
Many gasps were heard as she blinked her eyes open from the crash. She looked around to see that the Rainwings were gaping at her in surprise. She smiled awkwardly.
“Is that a Sandwing?” One of the rainwing dragonets peeped up.
“Yes. I am” Patchfire snarled in response and burnt the vines she was tangled in with her fire breath. She landed on the forest floor with a thump.
Some of the dragonets giggled. 
“Oh..You think this is funny?” Patchfire snapped and grabbed the dragonet by the throat. The nightwings and rainwings around her gasped.
“Please let go!” A purple rainwing pleaded. “She’s my only daughter!”
Patchfire tightened her grip on the rainwing dragonet and then slashed the dragonets eye. Screams were heard and the whole crowd fell silent.
Patchfire banged the dragonets head into the ground, killing her. The mother of the dragonet crashed onto the ground sobbing. “Why! You monster!”
She smirked in response and she dropped the dragonet. “You should fear me.”
Patchfire hissed and then leaped into the air. She sprayed the forest with her fire, the dragons around her getting engulfed in the flames.
Patchfire took off into the sky. No remorse on her face, not even guilt.
==CHAPTER THREE==