Forever Midnight - A Fanfic

(Sorry if the categories confuses you, I described an AviWing flying overhead in Chapter 1, and I didn't categorise this fanfic myself)
== Blurb ==
So maybe being a soldier wasn't such a good idea. Especially when certain dragons were always looking out for you, ready to kill on sight.
It wasn't as though it was her fault she was one. She was forced into the IceWing army the moment she hatched. Of course since she was weird and dazzling and she had a funny name and she would be the one to distract her Queen's enemies during battle.
Her new family renamed her, of course. They couldn't stand having a daughter with a NightWing name.
But she preferred 'Midnight' to 'Sabinio'.
What did Sabinio even mean?
== Prologue ==
"Kill her!" 
The shout was loud, and made her mind stop and think. Was the queen really going to kill her? Was she destined to end up as a head on a spike on the fortress walls?
I need to get through this! Crystalline and Blink would hate me if I lost their egg.
She shook her head to clear it. Her wings fluttered, and she stumbled, overbalanced. A SkyWing with a NightWing IceWing egg! I don't even see why I agreed to this.
She took off, flapping her huge scarlet wings. They were on her tail, breathing fire, painfully scorching the tip.
Diving down rapidly to try to lose them, she landed amongst the trees. Her four talons landed on the grassy floor. They must have noticed I'm not holding the egg in my talons, perhaps they'd let me go.
Hearing thumps of talons behind her, she spun round, and narrowed her eyes. They soldiers faced her, spears towards her. She traced one claw around the Hipoto insignia on her left wrist worriedly. 
She kept quiet, waiting for them to get closer. Closer... closer...
Now! She spun into the air, breathing a halo of flame around herself, to imitate a burning comet. The soldiers stood back, as blades of grass caught on fire and began to circle them. The trees began to glow and smoulder, and she rode the thermals higher and higher. Soon, she began to feel cold and breathless. Too high... She corkscrewed down and slowly felt her breath return, as she flared her nostrils, not daring to open her mouth in case the precious content were to fall and smash on the stone below. She landed, talons on snow, and looked down, and saw... 
The Sky Palace. She was friends with the Queen. She could be safe there.
The wind was rapid here, and since the sun was setting, she snorted fire onto the ground, melting the snow and drying the remnants of wood. A thought crossed her mind and she dismissed it. Scavengers can't build fires surely. You'd need some way to make fire to begin with. Unless they used the help of a dragon.
She curled in her wings, and spread them below her, as a sort of cover, so the egg wouldn't get too cold. She opened her mouth and dropped the egg onto them. She dried it, and curled around it, wishing she was more suited to this environment, as her scales were the polar opposite to what the colour of snow was. She shivered, and curled tighter as the wind picked up. I can't see what direction the palace is anymore. I wish my Hipoto power would help me out.
A snowstorm was beginning to build. She felt despair spread through her. 
Breathing out a huge plume of fire, she hoped she would survive the snowstorm. Suddenly, she felt warmth spread through her. She looked down to her mark, and saw that it was glowing red. Holy smoking moons, my Hipoto power is helping me. I didn't know its capabilities before, as there aren't any other dragons like me. I only know the name because I saw it in an ancient dragon scroll, paired to the symbol. 
Beneath her wings, the egg began to shudder. Putting her talons around it to steady it, she felt crack appear below them. She lifted her talons off again as a dragonet crawled out. A flash caught her eye and she noticed that her Hipoto mark was glowing - white in one place, and black in the other - and noticed that the dragonet bore the same mark on her left wrist too, and it was glowing red.
She's a Hipoto dragon too... How did that happen? And the colours our ones are glowing... they're like trackers, detecting both of our powers.
She bent down to the dragonet, who was shaking eggshell of herself. "Hello, little one." she said, nuzzling her. "Before you ask, I'm not your mother. Your mother is busy at the moment, and her name is Crystalline. She is an IceWing. Your father is called Blink. And you are called Midnight." she nodded to herself, relaying Blink and Crystalline's decision.
Finally I'm not alone! I can bring her back to her parents when they've finished their missions, but I'll train her how to use her power wisely and for good. I'll teach her to be everything she can be. 
And she will be safe from all wars. I swear on my life I will make sure she stays out of it. Because power can be dangerous, and she is more dangerous than any animus. 
But it will be up to her to make that decision.
This world will be in danger if she made the wrong one.
== Chapter 1 ==
Midnight was unsure. Scorch, her aunt, had gone for too long, and she was hungry.
Of course, she often wondered why her aunt was a completely different tribe to her mother and father. She also wondered why she had never ever met her parents, and she noticed that every time the subject of them came up, her aunt would go completely stiff and clench her jaw.
The mark on her wrist felt tingly today, and it usually glowed when she was near her aunt although she wasn't quite sure why. Her eyes looked up to the sky, and saw a dragon fly above her. She crouched, trying to get as hidden as an IceWing-NightWing hybrid could get in long grass.
The dragon's wings were feathered, and he looked down. For a moment, Midnight thought that he had seen her. But he kept flying on, as if there wasn't a dragonet hiding in the plants below. She breathed out, and heard a noise, like grass rustling behind her. She slowly pivoted her head, and she saw her aunt. She sprinted forwards, and hugged her. 
"You were gone for DAYS!" she cried. Her aunt smiled. 
"Just a couple. Did you sleep well on your own?" Scorch asked her. "No nightmares?"
"Only a few." Midnight shrugged. "You said you'd explain what the mark on my wrist meant when I was six, and I'm going to be six TOMORROW. I'm fairly sure you said before you left that you would tell me when you came back, because it might be my hatchday on the day you did. You prooooooooooommmmmmmmised you would."
Scorch shook her head, "You'll have to wait."
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO." Midnight cried, falling to her knees melodramatically. "I can't waaaaaaaiiiiit that looooooooong. I've waited enough alreeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaady…"
"Stop, stop." Scorch laughed. "I was only joking."
Midnight stopped wailing, and sat herself down quietly and quickly in front of her. She blinked her big eyes.
Scorch had to wait a little to stop chuckling to herself, which made Midnight's smile turn to an impatient frown.
"Alright, alright." Scorch said, clearing her throat. "Six years ago, your parents lent me your egg to take care of as they were off on missions for their tribes. Neither of their Queens knew they were together, but the smart SandWing Queen figured it out. She sent her guards after me and they were trying to kill me."
Midnight gasped. "Did they hurt you?"
"No. The reason why is what I'm about to come onto. I flew to the Sky Palace all the way from the Sand Kingdom."
"Didn't you need your talons to fight? If you used a pouch, that wouldn't have been very safe." Midnight wrinkled her nose.
"I carried your egg in my mouth. I didn't want to leave you too exposed."
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwwww."
"Up on the mountain, I tried to keep your egg warm by wrapping myself around it. But a huge snowstorm was beginning to rise. My power kept both you and me warm. The power of Hipoto. I have a mark exactly the same as yours. We are both Hipotos, more dangerous than animi as we cannot be enchanted. Our scales are five times harder and twice as thick than normal dragons' scales, and we can't die of old age. My Hipoto power is keeping warm, and having different degrees of firescales. It's not just on and off you know, we can keep ourselves warm, or normal whenever we want. But you don't seem to have that power, as I would have noticed. Since you are a hybrid... I think you may have different powers as you are not a SkyWing."
Midnight examined her marking with curiosity and awe. "Do hybrids have more than one?"
"Yes. The more tribes a dragon belongs to, the more power they have. They cannot counteract each other. I read that in an old IceWing scroll, as they didn't just have animi. In fact, I think an IceWing animus created the Hipoto complex. You must have-"
She was broken off by a loud laugh from behind her. "Sounds interesting. I wonder if you would work for my Queen?"
They spun around to look into the face of a regal IceWing. "Guards. Seize them." she commanded.
Midnight felt terror creep down her spine as the soldiers closed in.
== Chapter 2 ==
She stood there, not knowing what to do.
There was a sudden roar of pain from Scorch's direction. Midnight reacted, leaping through the gaps in the circle of IceWings surrounding her, as they stumbled back, surprised by her speed. Was her aunt alright?
She ground to a halt as she saw her aunt whip round, growling at the dragons around her. There was a pile of ash by her feet, and smoke was rising from her scales. Her scales never did that before? Hang on, she did mention that her Hipoto power was switching firescales on and off, is that what firescales looks like? Her eyes have gone all glowy and her scales have too.
Maybe I can use my power too, to get us out of here?
She searched through her mind, and she felt the tiny little glimmer of her power. She attempted to tug at it, and it slipped loose from her mental claws. Midnight growled, and she felt a couple of talons on her wings, tight and cold, with serrated claws. She was being captured. She had to use her power, whatever it was.
Scorch was busy with the other dragons, facing away from her as if she was shielding Midnight from the burning corpses.
Midnight had seen enough horrors in her life to know she didn't have to. She tried again to grab the glimmer, but it slipped again, and her Hipoto symbol flashed white, briefly. She felt more talons grab her, and she was lifted off the floor, before thrown down to the ground again. She snarled, getting up on her feet. "If you want my power, come and get it!" the IceWings lunged. 
As if it was in slow motion, she wrestled with her power, and gained control. She released it, and closed her eyes. Please work, if it doesn't work, I am about to die.
She braced herself, and nothing happened. The clearing was silent. She dared peek out of the corner of her eyelid, and she saw the frozen dragon, stuck in a leapt, claws outstretched, just barely touching her wingtip. Scorch had stopped, and she stared with her mouth open, eyes wide with shock. The other IceWings had faced her and the dragon covered in frost, and their spiked tails were twitching in terror. 
The regal IceWing was the one who broke the silence. "WHAT. WAS. THAT?"
Midnight hissed at her, and leapt, but Scorch put one talon out. "Not now." Scorch said through gritted teeth. "We'll follow you to the palace."
Midnight glared at her, and Scorch bowed her head in defeat. What happened? Why did you give up so quickly?! Fight! We could kill them all!
"As long as you keep that monster under control." the IceWing hissed. "We don't want any more... accidents."
Midnight felt fury surge through her, and Scorch lifted her up, and onto her back. The firescales was still active, but Midnight felt no discomfort. It was so warm it lulled her to sleep.
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