Morph

REVAMPING. NOT A DEMIKAMI ANYMORE.
This wasn’t happening.
Morph shook herself. Shook herself again. Anything to leave this stupor, this nightmare-scape of fear and pain. Her father, sprawled lifelessly across the ground. His eyes staring, staring, staring.
She tried to bolt for help, to get away from that horrible gash in his neck, but she was frozen. Morph tried to scream, but that didn’t work either.
This wasn’t happening.
This wasn’t happening.
It was happening.
Morph’s eyes narrowed. Anger simmered inside of her, ready to burst out at a moment’s notice. If her father was truly gone, if the world had truly turned upside down...
Someone was going to pay.
- by SimplyStardust
trust me i've been broken before...
"The only thing worse than being broken is that you were broken, because you're used to the pain."
Broken.
Lots of ways to describe this dragon. None good.
Born the prized daughter of Abtruse and Lemma, Morph had no trouble growing up.
Unlike other dragons who were abandoned in the Rainforest, Morph lived with her father all time before she arrived at the school in Unity. Her father was the best dragon in the world. Abtruse helped her go through many tough situations, made her happy whenever she is sad.
She was happy. Happy through all of her years. Everyone loved her.
She was so elite, she earned herself free holidays to visit her Ice / Night friend Aviva. They were best friends. 
She graduated as a perfect student, and she returned home to live with her father. Abtruse was proud, proud that he had such a good daughter. They were happy. 
But happy days don't last long. 
One day, Morph heard a scream from her father's room. She tiptoed inside to see what was going on...and that broke her. 
Abtruse lay dead in a pool of blood, his throat slitted open by a murderer's knife. Morph was horrified, broken, torn, scared, angry, at the same time. Her father, her favorite dragon in the world, was dead! Killed, by a someone she didn't even know! 
Her instincts broght her to find out whoever killed her beloved father, and kill them in return. After a day of mourning, news arrived, telling her that all evidence leads to the snow plains. 
The snow plains. The polar opposite of the RainWings, NightWings and all of the other rainforest dragons. Morph has seen these white dragons, IceWings and pale yellow SandWings, around, when she lived with her father. She didn't mind him before, but now she did. 
Someone from those plains killed her father. 
They all have to pay. 
For years, Morph wandered, spied, around the hotel in the plains, the only notable place, waiting for a perfect time to strike. 
And indeed, she sees one. As a IceWing / NightWing approached the hotel after a long tiring day, Morph flung herself at her, both dragons wrestling each other on the ground. "Morph! Stop!" she heard that dragon scream. No mercy. Keep on going, she thought, but once she stared into the dragon's eyes, the dragon she just attacked, she was shocked and terrified. 
That dragon she attacked brutally...was no one other than her childhood best friend, Aviva. 
Shock filled Morph's face as she slunk back from Aviva. She was her friend. Losing a friend... isn't worth it. Even though she had lost her father. 
Tears started to bubble from her eyes. "I'm sorry..." she muttered, to both Aviva and to herself, then disappeared, wandering back into the outside world... 
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