The Purge

This is a fanfic by @WHITEOUTWIPEOUT, please do not take any characters! After chapter 1, I will be accepting OCs into this. You can simply reply, or you can go to the signup page I am about to make on the official wings of fire wiki discussion page. So far we have 2; Steller and sawyer, both from @AridtheSandwing3
== Chapter 1 ==
=== Starseer ===
Starseer was running, running, running through the tunnel. Talons ran down her sides as invisible dragons groped for her and wailed in agony. The light at the end got closer and closer, but then a shadow fell in front of it, and she couldn't breathe. She screamed, but no sound came out. The wails of the invisible dragons got closer-
Starseer jolted awake. It was the third time she'd had that nightmare just this week. The strange thing was, she wasn't a seer. She was hatched under one full moon, only giving her the gift of mind reading. She crept out of her dorm and into the hallway, praying she wouldn't wake Blizzard. Blizzard was always grumpy, but it was the worst before Blizzard had her notebook set up. Starseer's roomate was exceptionally intelligent and powerful, but she was also incredibly rude sometimes. Starseer got the feeling the only living creature Blizzard really liked was Petal, her pet scavenger. And Petal LOVED Blizzard back. Blizzard fed Petal every morning and every night, with a chipmunk Blizzard carefully roasted to medium rare on a tiny spit. Petal wasn't spoiled, mind you. In fact, Petal always tried to get Blizzard to let her roast the meat herself (Yes, she speaks dragon) but Blizzard was worried she'd burn herself. 
"I'm already awake," Blizzard called from the small kitchenette. Starseer exhaled. That was relief. Maybe. There was no relief when you lived with Blizzard. She was true to her namesake. One second a flurry, the next a raging storm, then back to a gentle breeze.
Blizzard was flicking nuts to Petal, who would catch them and pop them in her mouth. "Guess you don't need to work out," Blizzard sighed.
"What? Why?" Starseer was confused. Blizzard was suprisingly docile this morning. Starseer glanced around. Aha. A new notebook was spread out by her work area. That would keep her calm for a bit.
"You were running all over the dorm last night. I dreamt of horse races. Or was that horse you? It's easy to get the two confused," Bliizzard snapped. Aaaaand we're back. All of a sudden, Starseer collapsed. She saw dragons screaming and dying, mountains collapsing, fires ravaging everything in sight. And in the middle of it all, Blizzard, floating in a ball of blue energy, blue light pouring out of her eyes and mouth. It has awoken.
== Chapter 2 ==
=== Blizzard ===
Blizzard rushed to Starseer's side. 
"Starseer! Starseer, wake up!" Blizzard yells, shaking Starseer. "Petal, give me the dreamvistor! Steller should still be asleep!" Petal throws it to her, and Blizzard catches it and shoves it to her forehead. She is transported to an airy tent, where Steller is nursing a scrape on a dragonets leg.
"STELLER! WAKE UP AND GET TO MY DORM! STOP HELPING THAT LITTLE KIDS BOO BOO AND COME TO THE REAL EMERGENCY!" Blizzard screams. Steller jumps and Blizzard is thrust forcefully out of his dream.
"No, no, make it end," Starseer gasps deliriously. "It's back, what's back, it, it, it,"
"Hang in there," Blizzard says as Steller rushes in.
"Is she a seer? I've never seen a vision like this," Steller asks.
"No, she isn't. She's just a mind reader," Blizzard says frantically. Starseer sits up with a gasp. Blizzard forces her own face into a mask of sarcasm and indifference. Don't let them in.
"What happened?" Starseer asks. Her voice was strained and hoarse, as if she'd been screaming for hours. Steller turns to Blizzard, motioning for her to answer. Fine. I'll be the bearer of bad news. Thanks a lot, coward.
"Well, I guess you were really insulted because you just collapsed and basically had a seizure." Blizzard snaps. "You kept muttering about 'it' being back," Starseer's talons flew to her head.
"I-I had the weirdest dream- there were fires- and death- and-," Starseer paused. "Yeah,"
"Sure sounds like a vision to me," Steller sounded doubtful, "Are you sure you don't have the gift of prophecy?"
"Absolutely," Starseer said, "Maybe I was just tired, and that was just a dream," But even she didn't seem to believe that. Blizzard narrowed her eyes. There was something Starseer wasn't telling them. What was going on here?
== Chapter 3 ==
=== Steller ===
Steller paced the small room. “Why didn’t you tell Blizzard?” He hissed, “She needs to know more than anyone,”
“That’s what you think, but you have no consideration for her,” Starseer snapped, “What if someone told you you were about to destroy the world,”
Stupid stubborn dragonet. Steller thought grumpily.
“She’s right,” Sawyer interjected, “I would be totally freaked out,”
“Right, and why are you here?” Steller snapped.
“Because you loooove me,” Sawyer cooed. Steller rolled his eyes and turned around as his slate pinged. Injury in room 4B. Seems to be in a lot of pain. Hurry! 
“I better go,” Steller said, picking up his bags and tossing Starseer one of his slates, “Ping me if you have another vision,” he called before rushing down the hall. He paused after a moment. It felt like someone was… watching him. He scribbled a little message on his slate to his student, Aspen, then ran off again. This time he a little faster. 24B, 17B, 8B, 4B! He charged in, but no one was there. He picked up his slate, which was lying on the floor. “What the-” He didn’t even have time to scream before talons wrapped around his snout and everything went dark.
== Chapter 4 ==
=== Aspen ===
Aspen wandered the halls of the school, checking their schedule again. They were on their way to their only weekend class; Healing. Professor Steller was grumpy, but smart, and he liked Aspen. He had pinged them to come to room 4B to observe an investigation of an injured leg. They came to a halt in front of 4B, but no one was there. Steller’s slate and another one -Aspen recognized it as the medical assistant’s- lay abandoned on the ground. A long scratch was raked across Steller’s, not yet erased. That was odd. It wasn’t like Steller to leave a scratch on his slate. It also wasn’t like him to leave his slate behind. Come to think of it, there were a lot of odd things about this situation. No one lived in 4B, so why was there an injury in there? Why had Steller left them in 4B instead of taking them to the med clinic? Where was the injured person? Why were there claw marks on the wall? Was that… blood? Coming from under the bed? Aspen held back a scream. It might not be blood. It could be a prank. Couldn’t it? Still, she had to check. She pushed the bed aside, and the scream finally forced its way out of her throat. Under the bed was the medical assistant’s body, and there was no sign of what killed her
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