Love Is Blind (On One Side)

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== Prologue ==
The sound of the leaves rustling slightly in the harsh breeze at Jade Mountain Academy was the only thing that filled Deathbringers ears. It was quiet - a bit too quiet, frankly, for his liking. The windows cast a filmy golden light that illuminated the library. His tail twitched languidly, and his ears twitched. He sensed... something. Or rather, someone. 
The NightWing growled slightly, getting to his feet and crouching down, dark scales blending in with the shadows cast by the shelves of books. Suddenly, he heard a pair of talonsteps rushing towards him. Wait- no, two pairs of talonsteps. Deathbringer snarled, a small flame flickering in his throat. 
He didn't have time to react before two black dragonets pounced out of the shadows, one landing on his back. He roared, wings flaring as he tried to get the first attacker off his back. He reared on his hing legs, letting out a hiss. One of his hind talons slipped out from under him as the second dragonet shoved his talon aside, tripping him. The former assassin thudded onto the ground, smacking his head on the hard stone floor. He laid there for a moment, the wind knocked out of him. He winced as he reached to rub his jaw.
Deathbringer blinked, sitting up. He now saw one of his attackers, and sighed. "Starbringer, do you have maggots in your brain?" He demanded, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I nearly ripped your throat out, thinking you were trying to kill me." His adopted daughter blinked, looking bashful. "Sorry, Dad..."
He chuckled. "It's alright, hun-" His sentence cut off with a yelp, and he whipped around, hissing. "Deathflight!" he roared angrily. Starbringers little brother had bitten him at the tip of the tail - the soft spot. The little dragonet giggled sheepishly.
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"Sorryyyyyy!" he grinned, his face showing absolutely no remorse for what he did. 
"You little-" Deathbringer began, his eyes gleaming with obvious amusement.
"C'mon you three." Starflight sighed from the cave entrance, holding his new prototype for blind dragons. "Your in a library. I can hear you from the prey center!" he laughed softly, his voice soft like clouds wisping the air.
"Pa! Pa! Tell us a story!" Starbringer crowded around Starflight, her eyes gleaming.
"If you quiet down, maybe." he said with an amused smile.
Starbringer nodded, sitting down and inviting her brother over too.
"What story are you gonna tell us?" Deathflight asked, his eyebrow raised.
"hmm...how about, how me and your father met?" The blind Nightwing offered, a smile pure on his face.
The two gawked, staring at him, as the blind Nightwing opened his jaw to speak...
== Chapter 1; Deathbringer ==
Deathbringer was in a mostly good mood today, watching over the Nightwing part of the rainforest. He watched a small hybrid dragonet -- Peacemaker, his name was -- picking strawberries and blabbing about moonpies. He smiled, wondering if he and Glory's future dragonets would look and act like that. Speaking of which, where was Glory? 
He flew up to the Rainwing pavilion, his eyes bright before he heard the shuffling of dragons. His panic set in, wondering if Glory was being attacked, or even worse, she was just assassinated. He barged through the door, his wings spread.
"Stand down, y-...you..." He trailed off, seeing Glory, his girlfriend, with Peril..another girl. Anger and fire built up in his chest as he watched the two pull away from a kiss, staring at him in shock.
"Deathbringer! What are you-" Glory started, a deep shameful orange and a light green.
"What are you doing Glory?! With that...distasteful dragon no less?!" he yelled, smoke rising from his nostrils. "You shameful f-"
Glory got up, and slapped him across the face with a twisted face, now a deep red. "Don't you dare!" She yowled in his face. Hurt spread through his body like lightning, leaving him stunned. "Everyone in the rainforest knows your like this!" She growled in his face. "When Anemone and Tamarin got together, you said it was wrong because it was a Seawing and a Rainwing, but we all know you didn't like it because they were both girls! If Anemone was a boy, you wouldn't care at all about what tribes they were!" 
Deathbringer paused, his legs shaking. Glory was right...he wouldn't care if Anemone was a boy.. "Well, it's true! It's destiny for a female and a male to get together, anything else is wro-"
"SHUT UP!" Glory yelled in his face, making Deathbringer slam his jaw shut. "Leave, now. I don't want to see your disgusting face again." She hissed, Peril just watching from the back in shock.
Deathbringer just looked just as shocked, if not more, before running out and flapping his wings. He needed to get away, he needed to get away- His eyes brimmed with tears, and he fled from the rainforest, his wings leading him towards the mountain he knew well, his heart seeking for the one he knew would comfort him. 
== Chapter 2; Starflight ==
Starflight's claws traced the stone stone, listening to Fatespeaker chatter on and on about Sunny and Peril, saying things that made no sense to him, like dates and going out. He wondered if they would ever tell him on how to get a partner, even if blind. She would always talk about the sights they'd see together, always laughing at things he could never quite understand. Soon, however, Fatespeaker shut up about her girlfriends and instead said something else.
"Someone's coming through!" She yelped, and Starflight suddenly heard the loud crashing of wings and a familiar somewhat handsome voice.
"Starflight!" He heard them yell, and suddenly, he was crashed into and sprawled on the floor. He felt smoky warm breath above him, and he growled, before hearing the voice again. "Starflight- oh sorry..." Deathbringer muttered, helping the blind Nightwing up.
"urggh...it's fine..." He grumbled, shaking off his body. "What did you need?" He asked, letting his wings drop.
"I uh...d..do you know about any scrolls..that...could help with a broken heart?" He heard Deathbringer cringe while speaking, and he paused.
"...a broken heart?" Starflight echoed, wondering what in the name of the moons happened.
"Yeah...uhm...i don't...i don't wanna talk about it.." He whispered, and Starflight heard the sound of his wings folding in.
"...follow me." he said, his tail flicking as he raised his nose to follow the scents. Each line of books had a differing scent to tell where he was going, so he went down the aisle that smelt of citrus lemons. That was his favorite. It was filled with romance or falling out of love stories (and three moons, all the other Dragonets of Destiny laughed at him for being such a hopeless romantic). He soon found the perfect scroll for Deathbringer, trailing his claws over it softly, feeling the words. "This one."
Deathbringer raised an eyebrow, not questioning the blind librarian, as he took the scroll, skimming it with his eyes quickly. "...huh." Starflight heard the awe in his voice, clasping his talons together with a wide smile. "How...how could you find this?"
"I'm just good at guessing, I suppose." He muttered, his face a bit of a passionate red with pride, his talons rubbing the back of his cloth.
"Hmm..well, thanks Starflight. I'll be sure to stop around another time I need your help." The gruff Nightwing said, his voice having a twinge of charm that Starflight realized was his way of saying he'd stop by almost weekly. He gave another smile, and let himself talk next.
"Yes, yes, see you then Deathbringer! Make sure to turn it in by next week or renew it! Oh, and make sure no one accidentally eats or destroys it!" He called quickly as he heard Deathbringer walk away, hearing an amused chuckle. He let his face relax into a normal smile, letting his wings droop.
"OOOH, STARFFF!" Fatespeaker then quickly interjected happily. "You didn't tell me you had an admirer!~"
"What?!" He coughed, his talons stumbling back in surprise. "What do you mean?!"
"Oh pleaseeee-uh, he totally likes you! You could hear it in his wistful tone..." she sighed, flopping onto the blind Nightwing happily.
"We- he- no, he's dating Glory." he said sharply, nudging Fatespeaker off of him.
"Oh...too bad... I bet your jel-"
"QUIT YOUR YAPPING AND GET BACK TO ORGANIZING THE BOOKS!" He yelped quickly, feeling his face burning with embarrassment. He felt a bit bad for yelling, but Fatespeaker just huffed and went back to work. 
Oh three moons...what if Fatespeaker was right? He could only so embarrassed, yet.. a small spark of hope? No, nope, nuh-uh. He wasn't going to fall in love with Deathbringer, no way. He didn't want his heart broken... all over again...
== Chapter 3; Deathbringer ==
He held the scroll close to his chest, his eyes burning as he tried to find somewhere to rest for the day. He wasn't going back to the rainforest ever, he didn't want to go to the Mountain at all either. He hated stupid rainwings and stupid Skywings and he hated Glory and Peril, he hated all of them! 
He soon just stopped by a hill with a large willow tree, his wings resting at his sides as he laid under the large tree, his eyes softening as he picked up the scroll. His eyes scrolled down the stone page, his eyes narrowing softly as he realized...this wouldn't help at all. Do things he liked? Can't, because that involves the rainforest. Forget about his old partner? Can't, he just can't forget about Glory. Seek support? Yeah, from who?! He thought to himself, before Starflight popped into his mind. He rolled his eyes "Yeah, right, a blind nightwing to help with my broken heart, ha ha." He thought to himself silently, although his heart thumped at the prospect of seeing Starflight again. What in three moons? HE JUST SAW HIM! He never missed someone this much. Not even Glory made him feel this way. Why all of a sudden did Starflight make him feel that way?!
He audibly groaned, his wings covering his face out of sheer embarrassment. He hated this. If Morrowseer ever saw him like this, he would probably be smacked into the next brightest night. Of course, it was taught to the Nightwings that feeling this way about the same-gender was wrong in so many ways, that it was punishable by having a nice swim in lava. But, in the Rainwing part of things, it was fine. There wasn't even a punishment. It was celebrated, of all things! It was...odd. The way dragons were able to cuddle up to each other in public and show love. He wondered if he would ever get that kind of love. Glory never really kissed him, and each time he kissed her she would look away awkwardly. He just thought she didn't know how to show love either, but when he saw Glory with Peril earlier that day..she knew full-well how to kiss and cuddle. Was...was this all just a plan against him? Glory would make him fall for her, and then she'd cheat on him with Peril of all dragons! ...He wondered what he did wrong. Why did she leave him for a violent monster of a dragon?! 
He found himself sobbing, wondering when that started, his wings curling up to hold himself as he cried. The moon was rising above him, covering him in a shiny blanket of light. He found himself calming, his eyes closing softly as he let himself weep silently into the night as he slept.
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