Who? Why? Where?

Do not use this storyline or any OC's(With the exception of Canon characters) in this story in any of your own stuff please. Please also do not use the fan tribes here without my permission, thanks! -NS 
Characters:
https://wingsoffirefanon.wikia.com/wiki/Nightscale_Xavier_Dunick#Canon
https://wingsoffirefanon.wikia.com/wiki/Azua
https://wingsoffirefanon.fandom.com/wiki/Cataclysm_The_Silk/Sky
https://wingsoffirefanon.wikia.com/wiki/Hekau
https://wingsoffirefanon.fandom.com/wiki/Catastrophe
Fantribes:
https://wingsoffirefanon.fandom.com/wiki/User_blog:Nightscale_Xavier_Dunick/Fan_Tribe_1:_ShredWings
== Pre 1 ==
Moontalon looked back frantically, grasping her egg firmly in her talons, being careful not to break the black and magenta shell. "We need to hide the egg!"
"Where though? We're in the middle of the desert!" Shadowfinder asked. "There's nothing but open sand for miles!"
Moontalon raked her mind for even one idea, scanning her eyes over the endless dunes of tan. "There!" She called, gesturing towards an oasis. "We can leave it there, I have an idea! Could you distract them?"
Shadowfinder nodded, splitting off from her. "Be careful, please!" He begged.
Moontalon landed in the oasis, setting the egg down next to the water. She put her talons on either side of it. "I enchant this egg to be invisible and nonexistent to the eyes and bodies of the Hoods of Astaria." She murmured. The egg gave off a slight glow for a second, and then the light disappeared. "Please... once you hatch, the enchantment will wear off. Be careful, and stay away from the Hoods." She put some leaves around it, and they turned jet black. She turned and jumped back into the air. "Shadow!" She called to her mate.
The big dragon flew over to her, a little bit of blood dripping down his spiked wing. "Let's go."
Moontalon nodded, taking his talons in hers. "Ae sa na, ka la pal." They said together, before disappearing.
== Pre 2 ==
Rebutia smiled at Pandimus. "It's nice we could finally find some time to go for a fly."
Pandimus nodded in agreement, his blue eyes sparkling a bit. "It's been awhile since we've had time alone together." He looked over the desert.
"I haven't been to the oasis in forever..." Rebutia said. "I can see it!" They flew closer to the little patch of trees and water. As they go closer she squinted. "Hey, I see something." She sped up a bit.
Pandimus hurried to keep up with her. "Is that.. an egg?" He asked her.
They landed next to the egg, both examining the smooth shell, and the nest of black leaves around it.
"That's strange.. where are it's parents?" Rebutia looked around. "I didn't see anyone on our way here."
"The desert is empty for miles." Pandimus agreed. "Should we tell Thorn?"
"Probably, yeah." Rebutia took flight. "You stay here, I'll go tell Thorn."
When Rebutia went back to Pandimus, it was already dark. When she got there, he was sitting, staring at it in awe. She landed, looking at the egg curiously. There was moonlight shining on the egg, but not the area around it.
"Wow... What kind of dragon is it?" Rebutia asked curiously.
They checked on the egg every day and every night for three months. 
== Pre 3 ==
The egg shook gently in the moonlight, a crack splitting down it's side. Two tiny talons reached out, grabbing the sides of the crack, and pulling the egg in half. Out stumbled a tiny dragonet, her bright blue eyes giving off a slight glow. She looked around, letting out a squeak. She tried to stand up and walk but just stumbled around. She continued looking around, squeaking every few seconds for a parent.
She had a long black body, with bright magenta swirl patterns going down her sides, and a bright blur triple swirl on her chest. She had wings with two sections, with spiked ends and magenta tentacle patterns going up them.
She stumbled through the sand more, calling out, tears welling up in her eyes. She sat down in the sand, letting out a cry. She looked around, seeing nobody, and started crying. She looked around in the dark, crying out in every direction for her parents.
After probably at least a couple hours, dawn came. Two figures started flying towards her, but she was too busy crying to notice. Soon the sound of wingbeats flooded her ears, but she was still too upset to notice. Closer the figures came, and two black bodies landed only a few feet away.
Rebutia and Pandimus looked at the crying dragonet.
"It.. It hatched." Rebutia said quietly. She sat down next to the dragonet, scooping her up in her arms. The dragonet looked up at her, letting out one last cry before falling asleep in her arms.
"What should we do?" Pandimus asked. "We can't just leave her here."
"We take her to the palace." Rebutia said.
Rebutia and Pandimus took the dragonet to Queen Thorn, and she agreed to let them adopt the dragonet. They named her Nightscale. Nightscale Xavier Dunick.
== Hekau 1 ==
"Hek could you come here?" Queen Thorn called the animus.
Hekau came out of the other room, light reflecting off the silver strips on his wings. Rebutia and Pandimus were standing in the room, holding an odd looking dragonet. "Yes your majesty?"
"This is Nightscale." Thorn gestured to the dragonet. "I'm assigning you to protect her. If you need to use your magic, do so, please."
Hekau sighed. "You know, even though my soul isn't used when I use my powers, I would rather not use them."
"This dragonet is special, I know she is. Please Hekau, do anything you can to protect her." Thorn said. She sounded completely serious for once. Usually when talking to Hekau she was all fun and games. Hearing her so serious surprised him.
"Alright." He paused. "What tribe is she?"
"We aren't sure. She's part SandWing, part NightWing, and part something else." Thorn told him.
Rebutia handed him the tiny dragonet. "Please, take care of her."
Hekau paused, trying to think of all the outcomes of the situation, and trying to decide how he would take care of a dragonet. He looked at the tiny sleeping dragonet, wondering what she was like, whether they would get along or not, and whether he would even be able to take care of her. "Alright." He said at last, taking her gently.
"Thank you, Heka." Rebutia said. "You're a good dragon."
Hekau smiled a bit, looking down at the sleeping dragonet in his arms. "I'm excited to see what she'll be like when she's older." This was a quarter lie. Three quarters of him were excited to see, the last part was kind of scared. This dragonet was part an unknown tribe. She was beautiful, he couldn't deny that. But the beautiful creatures in nature were often the most toxic ones.
== Cataclysm 1 ==
The bright yellow and orange egg shook, cracks splitting down it's sides. After a few minutes, finally it burst open, and a bright orange and yellow dragonet crawled out. She looked out at the nearest dragons, all of which were wearing hoods.
These dragons were on the other side of a set of bars. She was imprisoned.
A hooded dragon pushed a piece of cotton between the bars. and the dragonet pounced on it, setting it on fire. It burned to a crisp, and she looked at the ashes in her claws sadly.
"Excellent..." The largest one said. "When she is a bit older, we can test her silk."
"What should we name her?" A different dragon asked.
"Cataclysm should suffice." The first responded.
Cataclysm walked up to the bars, throwing her talons around one. It didn't melt.
"Try your strongest. Those bars are enchanted." The hooded dragon snickered. He threw her a bracelet. "This won't melt either, and will grow with you. Try it on?"
Cataclysm looked at the shiny golden bracelet. She picked it up, slipping it on her wrist. She looked at the golden surface.
"You are ours." The hooded dragon said.
Cataclysm looked up at him and squeaked in confusion.
"That bracelet will allow us to control your body at will. You. Are. Ours." He laughed.
Cataclysm growled, tugging on the metal. She threw a talon over it desperately.
"It's enchanted. You won't get it off no matter how hard you try." The dragon laughed again.
Cataclysm shrunk back in her cell, curling up in the back corner.
== Nightscale 1 ==
The next day, the tiny dragonet woke up, in a nursery, with Hekau sleeping in the corner. She looked at the dragon curiously. she hadn't met him the night before since she was asleep. She stumbled over to him, poking him in the side curiously, and letting out a squeak. There weren't many other dragonets here, and the three that were were all asleep. Hekau only shifted his position a bit. It was after dawn, probably into mid morning, so light shone through the windows. Did everyone sleep in late? And the light reflected off of some shiny stuff on his wing membranes. She poked him again, and he opened one eye. He didn't say anything for a few moments, and then finally spoke.
"Oh, good morning." He gave her a light smile. "Do you need something?"
Nightscale squeaked at him, climbing up onto his leg and looking up at him, wiggling her tail.
"Sorry.. I don't know what you're saying." Hekau said after pausing again. Why did this dragon keep pausing before talking? "Oh, I didn't introduce myself. I'm Hekau. You can call me Hek, Heku, or Heka if you want."
Nightscale squeaked again. He couldn't understand her.. She tried to think of a way to communicate with him but, being less than a day old, couldn't figure anything out. She looked at the lower sections of his arms and legs. They all had metal wrapped around them. She poked one and squeaked again.
Hekau didn't respond right away. Seriously, why did he keep pausing? "Those are silver bracers. They're quite comfortable for me. Everyone thinks they look uncomfortable. He tilted a wing towards her, showing the silver strips attacked to his wing membranes. "This is silver too. I had a smith make some very thin sheets of silver, and then cut these out. They're enchanted to stay attached to my wings."
Nightscale squeaked. That was cool! But, what did enchant mean? She decided not to worry about it. Wait, how did she know most of these words at all? She decided not to worry about that either. She climbed down and stumbled to the doorway, peeking her head out and looking down the halls. She stumbled out the door into the hall.
Hekau, after a moment, got up to stop her. "Maybe we shouldn't go exploring quite yet.. Wait until you can walk." He picked her up gently and set her down back in the nursery. Nightscale looked at him, paused, and nodded. She laid down next to him, looking at the designs on the ceiling.
== Hekau 2 ==
Later that same day, Hekau was allowed to take a break, so he decided to report back to Queen Thorn. He knocked on the door to the throne room. "Queen Thorn?"
"Come in!" Came a cheery voice from inside.
Hekau opened the door, walking in. "Hello."
"Hey Heku! What's up?" Thorn asked.
Hekau paused, thinking out what he was going to say. Finally he spoke. "Nightscale has been nice. She's very curious. She tried to go exploring, but doesn't even know how to walk yet. I'm not entirely sure, but I think she wants me to teach her how to walk now. I thought I would report."
"That's great! However, reporting isn't necessary." Thorn smiled at him. "Good to know though!"
Hekau bowed after pausing. "Yes, your majesty."
"Why don't you just call me Thorn? We're friends, so formalities aren't needed." Thorn smiled again.
"Alright." Hekau replied before turning around and walking out the door again.
When he got back to the nursery Nightscale was trying to walk, but just couldn't quite seem to figure out what she was supposed to be doing. He paused for a second, and then sat down next to her, and took on of her front legs in his talon gently, showing her the movement, and instructing her gently on how to walk.
He watched as she tried to do it, catching her when she fell. He realized, he found a calm watching the little dragonet. After a little while she finally got the hang of it and he was filled with happiness when he saw her start to walk around triumphantly. 
== Nightscale 2 ==
The next day, as Nightscale was looking out the window, she saw some dragons flying around outside. There was, as well, some taller furniture in the room. She looked over at Hekau, who, as usual, was sleeping in. She walked over to the tallest shelf she could find, trying to figure out how to jump onto it. She looked at Hekau. She knew he wouldn't wake up if she climbed on his head. She grinned, walking over to him and climbing up his back. He always slept leaning against the wall. She climbed up onto his head, and managed to jump from him to the shelf. There was nothing on the shelf, why? Maybe they just didn't have anything to put on it yet. She squeaked as she lost her balance briefly, but managed to regain it.
This, somehow did wake Hekau up. He blinked awake slowly, and woke up just in time to see Nightscale jump off the shelf and try to fly. He dove down to catch her. He didn't take forever to respond for once!
Now he paused, before setting her down. "What were you doing?"
Nightscale squeaked and flapped her wings.
Hekau couldn't help but chuckle a bit. "You're still a bit too young for flying. But, tell you what.. When you are old enough I'll teach you."
Nightscale smiled up at him and squeaked. Hekau smiled back, paused for a moment, and then scooped her up in a hug. Nightscale blinked in surprise, and then smiled more, doing her best to hug back despite her size.
== Cataclysm 2 ==
Cataclysm looked up as someone walked up to her cell. It was the same hooded dragon as usual.
"Hello little one." He said.
Cataclysm responded with a light growl, an indicator that she didn't want to see him.
"Don't worry, I'm not here to talk or anything. I'm just bringing you something to eat." He told her, opening the cell and sliding in a few fish before closing it again.
Cataclysm walked over to them cautiously, sniffing them gently. She picked one up and watched it char in her talon. She took a bite out of it, scrunching her nose up at the burnt taste, but finished eating it. She was very hungry, she had eaten almost nothing since hatching. She looked at the next fish, thinking about how to eat it without charring it. She bents her neck down, scooping it up into her mouth without letting her scales touch it. This one tasted a lot better, not being charred.
"We start your training in three weeks." The hooded dragon said before walking away.
Cataclysm paused, thinking about what he meant before eating the third fish. Her life was not going to be easy...
== Hekau 3 ==
It seemed whenever Hekau was asleep, Nightscale would wander off. Three days ago he caught her trying to jump out the window to learn how to fly, despite him telling her he'd help her learn when she was old enough. Though, she was just a hatchling so he couldn't blame her too much. Two days ago when he woke up, she had wandered off and was at the door to the throne room. He told her not to bother the Queen, but Thorn didn't mind. She quite liked the dragonet. Though, everyone who knew her did. Yesterday when he woke up she had managed to get down a set of particularly large stairs, and was struggling to get back up. And today, he couldn't find her.
He wandered the halls of the palace, looking for the dragonet. Where had she gone? Hekau was starting to get worried. She wasn't in the palace. But, maybe she had gone outside the palace. He went outside to look around. Not many dragons were outside today. Some days everyone preferred to stay inside. He looked around the courtyards and the plazas.
After what felt like hours (which was only ten minutes) he found her, wrestling a particularly large scorpion. He paused. Wait, that wasn't just any scorpion, that was a colossus emperor scorpion, which was about the size of a hatchling. He paused to think about what to do, and finally rushed over to pull her and the large arachnid apart. With a quick movement he snapped the scorpion in half and threw it aside. He looked down at the dragonet. She was... she was unharmed? How?
"Maybe.. Stick to the palace for a bit." He told her.
She nodded, but then puffed out her chest. She was obviously proud of herself for not getting hurt. She did, however, look exhausted. She let out a triumphant squeak.
Hekau picked her up and took her inside. "You can explore the palace, just don't go outside yet." He set her down and she rushed off to explore the palace. It was obvious he couldn't stop her from exploring, but he could at least keep her safe.
== Nightscale 3 ==
Nightscale woke up with an idea. She walked over to Hekau and prodded him awake.
After waking up and, as usual, pausing, he looked down at her. "Yeah?" He yawned.
Nightscale tried to think of how to explain this. At this point she only knew a couple words. "Heku", "Hi" and "Go". She made a gesture, meaning the palace, and then pretended to write on her talon.
Hekau paused for a bit longer than normal, and then asked. "You want to write about the palace?"
Nightscale half nodded, and then pretended to hold a piece of paper, walking around and pretending to look at it.
Hekau scratched the side of his neck. Nightscale hoped he knew what she meant. "You... Ohhhh. You want to draw a map of the palace?"
Nightscale grinned and nodded. She and Hekau had gotten good at communicating.
Hekau smiled at her. "I'll get you some paper and something to write with." He ran out of the room, so Nightscale sat patiently, looking over at the other dragonets who were, as usual, sleeping. Were all dragonets this lazy? She had only met one, a deep blue dragon with fins on her talons and tail. They had bumped into each other in the hall one day when she was walking around.
Hekau ran back in with a stack of paper and a bunch of charcoal sticks. He set them down in a neat pile in the corner. "Here you go, this should be enough to map out the palace and then some."
Nightscale squeaked happily, hugging his arm, feeling the cold metal on his lower arm press against her scales. He smiled down at her and gave her a little pat on the head. "Remember, stay inside." He also set a bag down. "Here, something to help you take stuff with you." He showed her how to put it on, handed her a charcoal stick and a few pieces of paper.
Nightscale grinned at him and ran off excitedly, already starting to draw stuff out. She started with the hallway her nursery was along. This was an off section of the palace, on the backside of it. This was where dragons of different tribes lived. This part of the palace was a bit smaller, but the dragons around were all so cool and different to the rest of the tribe.
When she got back to the nursery she had finished mapping out this section of the palace, and had made two maps just in case she needed a second one. It was starting to get dark. When she walked in, Hekau was just finishing something. He turned as she walked in.
He paused, and then smiled at her. "I thought I'd make you a little board to put your map up on."
Nightscale looked at the board. It was made out of some kind of strange looking material, and Hekau had a few really small shards of rock. She walked over and looked at it. She handed him the first copy of the map.
Hekau, of course, paused and then took it. He put it up on the board and used the rock shards to stick the map to it. "Tada."
Nightscale squeaked happily, and then flopped down on her bed and fell asleep.
== Two Weeks Later ==
== Cataclysm 3 ==
Cataclysm sighed, wondering if she would ever be let out of her cell. She looked up as the hooded dragon walked over. Nobody else wore hoods around here 24/7 but him, so she started calling him The Hooded One.
"What do you want?" She growled.
"Just letting you know your training is in a week. Also, your verbal skills are developing about three times faster than an average dragon. Impressive, even I didn't expect it to be that fast." The Hooded One told her.
"What is this training?" Cataclysm hissed. "What are you going to make me do?" She scratched her wrist. Something had started happening the previous night. Her wrists her almost always itchy.
"You will see, little one." The Hooded One chuckled. "Your intensity will be good in combat in the future."
Cataclysm hissed at him again, jumping up and rattling the bars. "I won't hurt anyone for you!"
The Hooded One laughed at her. "There's nothing you can do to stop us from using you." He gestured to her bracelet.
She roared, welling up fire in the back of her throat. "I HATE YOU!" She stopped, remembering what happened last time she shot fire at someone. They muzzled her for three days after she did that last time, only taking it off to let her eat or drink.
"Getting smarter, I see?" The Hooded One smiled.
Cataclysm shrunk back to the corner of her cell, curled up, and started crying softly.
== Hekau 4 ==
Hekau woke up to Nightscale looking at him.
"Hi!" She squeaked.
Hekau paused, thinking about what to say, and smiled at her. "Morning."
Nightscale climbed up onto his lap and hugged him. "How you?"
Hekau blinked in surprise. "I'm good, I slept well. Are you okay?"
She hugged him tighter. "Yeah! I swept good. Happy!"
Hekau paused for a moment, thinking, and then couldn't help but crack a huge smile. "I'm glad."
Nightscale hopped down and grabbed her pack, a charcoal stick and some paper. "I go map more now!" She ran out of the nursery.
Hekau smiled. Nightscale was such a sweet dragonet, despite the fact she kept wandering off places she probably shouldn't go. She meant well though, she just enjoyed exploring and learning new places and things. She had only been around for two and a half weeks, and already most of the tribe knew her.
Hekau decided to go let Nightscale's parents know how she was. The only problem was, he had no idea where they were. He decided, after thinking for several long moments, to go see if Thorn knew where they were. We walked up to the throne room doors and knocked. "Thorn it's Hekau."
"Heka! Come in!" Thorns voice said cheerfully from inside.
Hekau opened the door and walked in. "Hello."
Thorn smiled at him. "Hiya Hek what's up?"
Hek paused and thought about how to word his question. "I'm looking Rebutia and Pandimus." He said at last.
"They're at the front gate to the palace, why do you need them?" Thorn tilted her head a little.
"I was thinking of telling them how Nightscale is." Hekau told her after a second.
"Oooh good idea!" Thorn said. "See you!"
Hekau waved and walked out of the throne room. Despite the fact Thorn was basically his mother, she still made him a bit nervous. She was super nice, so he didn't quite understand why. She was the first face he saw when he hatched.
Both his parents were animus dragons, so the tribe knew he would be an extremely powerful animus. Somehow this information got out and then all the tribes knew. And, greed and jealousy, of course, took them over. His egg got stolen by the SkyWings, and soon after, the SeaWings, then the IceWings. The only tribes who didn't get involved were the RainWings and the NightWings. After his egg got kidnapped probably more than twelve times, the SandWings finally got him back, so his egg stayed close to Queen Thorn.
She was really the only parent he had, since his parents died to a sickness shortly after his egg was laid. She took excellent care of him, and since he was practically a royal he was allowed to wear some royal-looking bracers.
He kept wandering the halls, heading towards the front of the palace, remembering all the stories he was told, and remembering the day he hatched. He had no clue how he still remembered that. When he hatched, Thorn was the only dragon in the room. She had given him a huge smile and scooped him up into her arms. She raised him and took care of him. Why he was always so nervous around her was beyond him. He had spent hours trying to figure that out, but still couldn't figure out a good answer. The best one he had thought of was the fact she was Queen, which he had a feeling wasn't the problem.
Finally he reached the front gate, walking out into the bright sunlight.
"Oh! Hekau! Hey!" Rebutia exclaimed. "Good to see you!"
Hekau nodded to her. "Hello Rebutia." He turned to Pandimus, who seemed fairly bored and half asleep.
Pandimus blinked, finally noticing Hekau. "Oh! Hello! Is everything alright?"
Hekau nodded, and tried to decide how he should word his report. He took several long moments. "I just wanted to let you know how Nightscale is doing. She's been doing very well. You've probably seen her wandering the palace halls."
Rebutia smiled and nodded. "I saw her yesterday yeah. I'm glad she's doing good.. She hasn't been a pain has she?"
Hekau chuckled. "A bit, nothing too bad though. She just gets herself in a lot of dangerous situations. She's... Really good at handling them though. I'm amazed honestly."
Pandimus smiled. "I really want to know what that third tribe is."
Hekau nodded, deciding what to say next. "Yeah.. I do too. Whatever it is it must be amazing."
== Nightscale 4 ==
Nightscale stopped at an intersection in the seemingly endless halls of the palace, and drew it on both her maps. She looked down each of the three ways she could go. Did the palace ever end? She decided to turn right. She hadn't gone right much after leaving the off section where her nursery was. She walked down the hallway slowly, drawing it down on her maps. She somehow managed to make the maps mostly to scale, which Hekau found impressive. Nightscale smiled at the thought of him.
Nightscale like Hekau, they had become close friends. She still wondered why he paused before responding to anything. It didn't make a huge difference, it just seemed a bit unusual.
Now again, everything about her was unusual. She was different than every dragon in the kingdom. Everyone was curious about what she was. She knew she was SandWing, NightWing and a mystery tribe. The librarian had gone through every scroll in the kingdom, and even read some in other kingdoms to try and figure it out, but still to no avail. Nightscale was yet to meet the librarian. She had heard he was really nice though.
== One Week Later ==
== Cataclysm 4 ==
The Hooded One woke Cataclysm up. That was a first.
"Wake up, Cataclysm." He called through the bars. "Your training begins today."
Cataclysm yawned, looking over her shoulder and glaring at him. "I would really, really, rather not."
The Hooded One growled at her. He had never growled before, and the sound was horrifying. She stood up and walked over to the bars.
The Hooded one unlocked the cell and opened it. "Come on out."
Cataclysm looked him in the eye. Or, well, where she assumed his eye was. His whole face was cast in a very dark shadow because of the hood. "What stops me from burning your face off and escaping right now?"
The Hooded One smiled. "I have enchantments on my cloak to make both it and me fireproof. Very good thinking though." He turned and started to walk away. "Everyone's cloaks have those on them. Now, come, we have work to do."
Cataclysm followed reluctantly. She would be happy to be out of her cell, but she was too afraid of what this training was. She looked down at her wrists, which still itched.
The Hooded One led her down several hallways, and finally into a large cavern with a glass ceiling, exposing the blue sky which was dotted with fluffy white clouds. All around the cavern where stone cauldrons. Cataclysm gulped nervously.
"This will be your training chamber." The Hooded One told her. "Walk up to one of the barrels and extend your wrists.
Cataclysm looked at him for a moment, sighed, and then did so. "Wow so amazing, holding my wrists over a cauldron. Are we done now?"
The Hooded One shook his head, which Cataclysm wasn't surprised about. "You see, you are part SilkWing, and were specially bred to be something called flamesilk. You can shoot silk out of your wrists, and since you are flamesilk, the silk will be extremely hot and cause fire. I want you to try to shoot some into the cauldron."
Cataclysm looked at him in horror. "Why do I need to do this?"
The Hooded One chuckled. "You will see in due time.. Now, work. Try, at least."
Cataclysm focused on her wrists, and flexed some of the muscles in them. A stream of bright orange silk shot out into the cauldron, causing Cataclysm to gasp. She could feel the heat coming off the strange string like substance. After a few moments, she stopped. "This could.. This could destroy so much.." She looked over at The Hooded One.
From under his hood, she could see him smile. "Excellent work, Cataclysm. And, good observation. That is exactly what you're going to do."
Cataclysm's eyes widened. "What? Why? No no way!"
The Hooded One let out a horrifying laugh. "You have no choice, child. Might I remind you of your bracelet?"
Cataclysm let out a hiss. "I hate you." She spat.
"You will get used to causing destruction." The Hooded One grinned. He looked into a hole in the wall. "Bring the prisoner!" He barked.
Two guards walked in, tugging a tied up dragon along behind them. The dragon had a finned tail and talons, and lights going down his sides. He had dark ocean blue scales and bright green eyes.
The two guards threw him on the ground in front of her.
Cataclysm looked at him in horror. "What.. Who is this?" She looked at The Hooded One.
"Who he is, is not important. You are going to grab him, and burn him until he's nothing but ashes." The Hooded One told her.
Cataclysm took a step back, away from the prisoner. "No! No way! I'm not doing that!"
"Oh but you are..." The Hooded One said in an odd tone.
Suddenly, Cataclysm had no control of her body. "What's happening!?" She screamed. She stepped towards the dragon. "No! No!" She tried to struggle against the movement, but didn't make a difference. She grabbed the dragon by the neck and pulled him up, staring into his eyes. "I'm sorry.. I'm so so sorry.." She tried to close her eyes. The dragons eyes were filled with fear. "No..." The smell of burnt flesh filled her nostrils, and after a few moments the dragon went limp. She dropped him to the floor, and then had control of her body back.
"Excellent... You will do this every few days until it doesn't bother you." The Hooded One told her. "Now, we will take you back to your cell." He turned and started walking away.
Cataclysm dipped her head in sorrow, stepping over the burnt dead dragon, and followed back to her cell. When they got there, she walked in, straight to the back corner, and collapsed, a waterfall of tears coming from her eyes.
"I'm... I'm a monster." She sobbed. "No..."
== Nightscale 5 ==
The next day, Nightscale woke up bright an early to get the most out of her exploring. She poked Hekau a few times to wake up him.
"H-Hm..?" Hekau blinked awake. "Nightscale it's so early.."
"I go early today!" Nightscale squeaked. "Wanted to wake you, make sure you know!"
Hekau paused, as usual, and then smiled at her. "Thanks. Have fun."
Nightscale smiled. "Go back sweep now. Sweep good!" She grabbed her stuff and ran off to where she left off the previous day.
When she got to where she left off, she got out her paper and a charcoal stick. She had left off at the top of a staircase. She drew the staircase on her maps quickly and descended it. When she got to the bottom she was looking down a short hallway with a large door at the end. She drew the hallway slowly as she walked down it. When she got to the door she tested to see if it was locked.
It was unlocked, so Nightscale opened the door and walked in. When she walked in she was in a huge area with an absolute ton of shelves. Near the entrance was a desk, with a dragon with glasses asleep behind it.
He was a dark tan dragon with a very light underbelly. Nightscale liked that colour mixture. She only saw it on a few dragons, and thought it looked really nice.
"Hewwo?" She called to him.
The dragon made a sound but didn't wake up.
"Hewwooooo." Nightscale called louder.
The dragon sat up. "H-huh?" He blinked several times. "Oh, hello there. Nightscale, correct?"
Nightscale nodded. "Who you? What this place?"
"My name is Sage, and this is the library. I'm the librarian." Sage replied.
Nightscale looked around. "Are those all scrowws?"
Sage smiled. "Yeah. A library is a place where dragons come to read scrolls."
Nightscale nodded. "Oooo." She looked down at her maps and drew the room on them. "I hear of you before! Everyone say you nice."
Sage smiled again. "I'm glad to hear that. I've heard you're delightful as well."
Nightscale smiled and nodded vigorously. She walked over to the desk. "I hear you gone wots of pwaces too!"
"Yes, I have. Would you like to hear some stories about my travels?" Sage asked.
"Yeah!" Nightscale nodded again, even more vigorously than last time.
"Come around the desk, I have some places where you can sit." Sage instructed her.
Nightscale put her stuff back in her back and ran around the desk, plopping herself down on a pillow. "Yey!"
== Three Months Later ==
==Nightscale 6==
Nightscale turned three months old just a couple weeks ago. She was really excited for those two weeks, and ran around like crazy. Now, she was too tired to do anything, even get the mango that was across the room. Hekau was still asleep, but she was too tired to try and wake up him. She laid on her back on her little bed, with her neck and head going off the bed. The top of her head was resting on the floor. She laid there, staring at the mango.
"So hungry..." She sighed. She continued to stare at it. She looked over at Hekau. "Heku? Hekuuuuu?"
He grunted, but didn't wake up. Nightscale groaned.
"Mangooo." She continued to stare at it intently.
Hekau blinked awake. "H-huh?"
Nightscale didn't notice. "Mangoooo come hereeee pleaseeeeeee?"
To her surprise, the mango actually started floating, and threw itself at Nightscale. It hit her square in the face. She would've been upset, because it actually hurt surprisingly enough, but she was too astonished that it came to her. She looked over at Hekau.
"Hekau what just happened?" She asked.
Hekau didn't respond. He just sat there, eyes wide. "Uhm..."
"How did I do that?"
"Uhm..."
"Mangoes aren't supposed to do that are they?"
Hekau shook his head. "No they aren't.."
"I didn't mean to do that." Nightscale said. "How did I do that?"
"Uhm..." Hekau paused. "Can you uh.. Excuse me for a second?"
Nightscale nodded and Hekau stepped out of the room.
== Hekau 5 ==
Hekau stepped out of the nursery. Nightscale was animus? He bounded towards the throne room. Thorn needed to know this, right away. He sprinted as fast as he could, dodging around dragons.
When he got to the throne room he pounded on the door. "Thorn! Thorn! I need to speak to you right now!"
"What? What is it? Come in!" Thorns voice said from inside.
Hekau burst through the door. "It's about Nightscale."
Thorn stood up. "What? Is she okay?"
Hekau nodded. "She's.. She's.. She's animus."
Thorn blinked at him, eyes wide. "Wh-what? Nightscale's animus? What happened?"
"I woke up just in time to see her tell a mango to come to her. Mostly kidding, of course, but then it did it started floating and shot itself at her! It hit her straight in the face." Hekau told her.
"Is she okay?" Thorn asked.
"Yeah. More shocked than anything." Hekau panted. A million thoughts were flying through his head. "That dragonet, is amazing." He hadn't thought that through as much as usual.
Thorn tilted her head at him, and Hekau realized he never said anything like that before.
"You really like her don't you?" Thorn smiled.
Hekau nodded, deciding to admit the truth. "She's like my baby sister. I care about her more than anything."
"I'm glad!" Hekau saw a glint in Thorn's eye. He gave some thought. He had never really cared so much about one thing. The only other thing he deeply cared about was not using his magic. Thorn must've been really happy to hear he'd found something else he really loved.
Hekau looked Thorn in the eye. "Do you think she'll use her powers wisely when she's older? Do you think she'll leave the kingdom? Leave.. Leave me?"
"I sure hope not." Thorn looked at him. He could feel his eyes getting teary. "Don't worry..." She came down and hugged him. And, for the first time, he hugged back. "Thank you..." And for the first time, called her. "Thank you, mother."
== Cataclysm 5 ==
Cataclysm looked at the dragon in her talons, screaming, burning. She tried to ignore the look in the dragonesses eyes, the smell of burnt flesh. Finally the dragon stopped, going limp in her talons. She dropped the dead SeaWing. She looked up at The Hooded One. "Happy?"
The Hooded One nodded. "Yes... You have found the courage to do it on your own. I can still see you dislike doing it though."
"I'll never like it." Cataclysm growled. "I'll never be a relentless killer."
"Yet, you have killed fifty dragons in the last three months." The Hooded One laughed.
"You made me kill them. This was the first one I killed without you taking over my body." Cataclysm hissed.
"You'll get used to it." The Hooded One told her.
Cataclysm shook her head. "Never. I will never be okay with killing anyone but you."
"You will never kill me." The Hooded One told her. "Never."
"We'll see about that." Cataclysm told him, before walking past him and going straight to her cell. She sat down in the back corner, allowing him to close the door. Really, she wanted to either be free or stay in her cell. She curled up, starting to cry again. "I'll never be okay with killing.. I won't become a monster." She looked at the wall, and then started sobbing angrily. "Unless I already am..?"
One of the normal guards walked over to the cell and sat down. She could see his face but not his body. Everyone wore cloaks, but most didn't always have their hoods up. This guard was the only one nice to her. He wanted to let her out, but whenever he tried, his body would freeze. The Hooded One must have spells on every dragon here. This dragon's name was Ruux, and he was Cataclysm's only friend.
She looked up at him. His face was a light shade of grey, with black spots dotted around it randomly. The underside of his head, and the front of his neck were both black as well. He had bright green eyes, which were always calming for her.
"Hey Cata." He said. "You.. You seem more upset than usual." He sat down.
"I finally did it.. Without him controlling my body. I wanted to get it over with as quick as possible." Cataclysm sobbed. "I hate this.."
Ruux looked at her. "Oh, Cata.. I'm sorry."
"I should've tried to resist again.. I'm starting to be able to resist it a little bit. The other day it took The Hooded One several minutes to get full control over me." Cataclysm sighed. "I don't want to be a weapon, a murderer... A-A monster."
"You'll never be a monster. You have no choice in doing what you're doing." Ruux told her. "Hey Cata?"
"Yeah?"
"I sometimes get a feeling someone's gonna get us out of here, break our enchantments. Do you?" Ruux asked.
"I hope someone will. I've never gotten the feeling though." Cataclysm told him. "I'm glad someone has a feeling, though."
== Nightscale 7 ==
Nightscale looked up at Hekau walked back in. "What did I do? How did I..."
Hekau paused, longer than usual. "I.. Okay um.. So I've been holding off on telling you this."
Nightscale tilted her head at him. "Okay..."
"So, I am something called an Animus, and I can cast spells, make enchantments." Hekau started to explain.
Nightscale remembered that word... From when she first came to the palace.
"An enchantment is a type of spell, basically making an item do something special. But, every time one is cast, you lose a piece of your soul. I don't, because of my origins, but I still don't like using them." Hekau told her.
"Oh.." Nightscale said. "So.. Am.. Am I Animus?"
"I.. I think so. Maybe we can go do a test." Hekau nodded. He paused. "Follow me, we have somewhere to test for Animus dragons." He started to walk out of the room, so Nightscale followed.
"Heku?" She asked.
"Yeah?" Hekau replied after a moment.
"Is being an Animus a bad thing? Is there something wrong with me?" Nightscale asked.
Hekau stopped short, gulping. "No, of course not.. There's been many Animus dragons in history, some really important ones too." He kept walking with a sigh.
"But.. We don't know what kind of dragon I am." Nightscale continued to follow.
Hekau turned around and hugged her. "There's nothing wrong with that, I find it fascinating. If anyone tries to say there's something wrong with you, they're wrong."
Nightscale hugged him. He didn't pause before doing that. She still wondered why he did that.
"We're almost there." Hekau pulled away and kept walking. He turned a corner, and opened a door, leading her into a large, open area with blocks of sandstone lined up near the entrance. They both walked in.
== Hekau 6 ==
Hekau led Nightscale into the testing chamber, the sun shining through the thick glass roof. Guards lined the back wall, like usual. This chamber was used to test for animus dragonets, so the guards were there 24/7 just in case something went wrong. "So, here's how this works." He began to explain. "You'll take a block of sandstone and say this sentence: 'I enchant this block of sandstone to move exactly three feet forwards.'" 
Nightscale nodded, picking up a sandstone block. "I enchant this block of sandstone to move exactly three feet forwards." 
The block of sandstone glowed for a moment, then shot across the room, just missing the head of one of the guards. 
"What that's wrong!" Hekau yelped. "It's not supposed to do that!" The block of sandstone slammed into the ground, and then to the side. It hit one of the guards in the leg, but the guard seemed to be protected by his armour. Hekau looked around desperately. Nightscale was curled into a ball in the middle of the room. The block shot itself right over her head and she let out a cry. Hekau paused before shouting at the top of his lungs. "I enchant this block of sandstone to stop moving immediately and crumble to dust!"
The sandstone block stopped midair, turned to dust. Hekau ran over to Nightscale, who was crying.
"Heku what happened... Why did it do that?" She cried.
Hekau scooped the young dragonet into his arms, holding her close. "I'm here Nightscale.. I'm here." 
"Heku what's wrong with me what's wrong with me?" Nightscale sobbed. "That wasn't supposed to happen!"
"Nothing's wrong with you I promise.." Hekau whispered gently. "There has to be a good explanation for your magic not working. There has to be. Maybe it has to do with your unknown tribe. Nightscale there's nothing wrong with you you're perfect just the way you are." 
"I'll never use my magic.. I'm never casting a spell." Nightscale declared suddenly. 
Hekau nodded. "I think that's a good idea." He held her comfortingly.
== Two Months Later ==
== Cataclysm 6 ==
Cataclysm woke up to a knocking on her cell. She looked up, to see the Hooded One standing over there.
"What do you want?" She snapped. "It's first thing in the morning."
"I know." The Hooded One said. "I have a task for you." He opened the cell. "If you do well, perhaps I'll consider giving you something nice."
"What's this 'task' you want me to do?" Cataclysm asked, stepping out.
"Follow me." The Hooded One told her before turning and walking away.
Cataclysm followed reluctantly, and when she got to him he started talking.
"Your training has been going well, Cataclysm." He told her. "You've stopped resisting my commands." 
Really, she only stopped because when he controlled her, he made her kill slower, basically making her torture the victim. When she didn't resist, she killed them as fast as she could. She never told him, though. She wanted to please him, in case it meant she might be freed. 
"Now that you can kill without hesitation, I thought it was time we went out on our first mission." He led her to an exit, leading to the outdoors, where a group of dragons were collected, each with hoods up. Ruux was one of them, and he didn't seem too happy to be there. "We're attacking a village."
Cataclysm blinked. "What."
The Hooded One nodded. "They have a dragonet we need. Very important. They won't give her up without a fight." 
Cataclysm gulped. "Alright.." 
== Nightscale 8 ==
Nightscale knew she wasn't supposed to go outside, but she knew most of the palace. She was looking around, when she found a hole. "Ooo.. What's this?" She walked into the the den-shaped hole in the ground. She went deeper, and it opened up a bit. It was like a little cavern. She stepped on something, and something came loose above her. She looked up, just in time to see a large rock fall from the ceiling and land on her head. She yelped, slamming her eyes shut. She waited. Wait, nothing happened? She opened one eye and looked down. The rock was right under her head, as if it went through her. She looked down at herself. Her body was completely black and.. featureless. What the? She tried to pick up the rock, but her talon went right through it. What the? She looked at herself, and her body went back to normal. 
"What did I just do..." She turned in circles a few times. She looked at herself and tried to figure out how she did it, and then suddenly went back to the black form. She blinked and turned back to normal again. "Woah.." She turned back to the black form and looked at the ceiling. She reared up on her hind legs in the small space, and her head went through the ceiling. She jumped up through the thin layer of sandstone and turned back to normal once she went through, landing above ground gently. 
She raced into the palace and jumped on Hekau, who was sleeping. He awoke with a yelp. "Huh?!"
Nightscale looked up at him. "Heku!"
Hekau paused, clearing the panicked look off his face. "Is everything alright?"
Nightscale nodded excitedly. "I was exploring outside, and found a cave! I went in and a rock fell on my head. But something weird happened.. My body turned black and featureless, like I was.. hmm.. Like I was made out of shadows! The rock went through me Heku!"
Hekau's eyes went wide. "What?! You went outside?"
Nightscale looked down. "Sorry Heku.. But I.. I moved through the ceiling in that weird shadow form thingie!"
Hekau tilted his head. "Can I see? This.. This sounds amazing." 
Nightscale nodded and turned to that weird form. "Hit me!"
Hekau hesitated and gently went to pat her on the side, but his talon went straight through her. "Woah.."
Nightscale bounced excitedly and turned back. "Isn't it amazing!"
Hekau nodded. "Wow.. Nightscale that's amazing.."
"Should we tell Thorn?" Nightscale asked.
Hekau smiled at her lightly. "I'll go do that."
== Hekau 7 ==
Hekau stepped out of the room and took a breath. What was that dragonet? He had never, ever seen a power like what she just showed him. He bounded down the hall up to the Throne room and knocked on the door, trying to collect his thoughts and breathe slowly.
"Yeah?" Thorns voice came from inside.
"It's Hekau." Hekau said after a moment, trying to stay calm.
"Come on in!" Thorn said.
Hekau pushed open the door and rushed in. "Hello."
Thorn tilted her head at him. "Heka? You okay? You look sick."
"Nightscale can do.. This.. Thing." Hekau stuttered.
"What kind of thing?" Thorn stood up and rushed over to him, tripping over scrolls.
Hekau paused for a few moments, trying to decide how to word this. "She.. Can.. Like.." He tapped his foot. "She can turn into.. Like.. A shadow thing. Like.. A not flat shadow."
Thorn raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"Here we can show you." Hekau told her before turning around and walking out, with Thorn following close behind. He led her all the way to the nursery, opening the door to Nightscale sitting on the floor. 
Nightscale looked up at them. "Am I in trouble?"
Hekau knelt down. "No.. Not at well. Thorn just wants to see your new power."
Nightscale nodded and went into her new "shadow" form. "Tada!"
Hekau picked up a piece of charcoal and dropped it on her, watching the piece of rock fall through her. 
Thorn gasped. "Wow... Nightscale that's amazing."
== Catastrophe 1 ==
Catastrophe yawned, waking up and looking out the window. Oh come on I slept in again. She stretched and rolled out of bed onto the floor to wake herself up, as she usually did. She stood up and yawned again. "Why am I always so not awake in the morning.." She grumbled. She walked out of her room and opened the door, smiling up at the sunlight.
Catastrophe lived in a small village near the Mud Kingdom, right by the Diamond Spray Delta. Though for some reason the town seemed to get attacked a lot. Catastrophe still wasn't sure why. Luckily, the town always rebuilt within a few months.
..Speaking of which. Several dragons wearing black hoods and cloaks rolled out from behind some trees, holding spears. They shouted something and pointed them at Catastrophe. 
"Come with us." One demanded.
Catastrophe raised an eyebrow. "What?"
Two more rolled out from the shadows, aiming spears at her. "You are coming with us." One said.
Catastrophe looked at them and shouted, attracting the attention of the rest of the village, or at least part of it. "Backup!"
Luckily several dragons heard her, walking up with swords. "Who are these guys?"
Catastrophe shrugged. "How am I supposed to know?"
"I suggest you stand down.." A larger hooded dragon walked out, in between the rest. "Fighting will only lead to casualties." 
Catastrophe laughed. "Oh?"
Catastrophe could see a smile under the hood, and a dragoness stepped out, the ground setting fire around her. The dragoness was.. Crying. Catastrophe paused, looking at the dragoness. She had bright yellow and orange scales with mahogany spots. She also had four wings, much like Catastrophe did. 
"Let me go!" The dragoness screeched at the larger hooded dragon. 
"Oh Cataclysm.. I thought you were ready for this." The dragon shook his head. "How.. Disappointing." 
"Who are you and what do you want?" Catastrophe hissed. 
The hooded dragon chuckled. "Oh my dear... I want you." 
Catastrophe hissed louder. "For what, exactly?" 
"I will explain later. Cataclysm, if you'd please." The hooded dragon said. 
Cataclysm.. That must be the firescales dragoness. Catastrophe thought. Hm..
 "No." Cataclysm hissed. "No.." 
"Do not resist, my child." The hooded dragon ran a talon down Cataclysms neck. 
Cataclysm clenched her jaw. "No.. I.. I won't capture an innocent dragoness." She took a step towards Catastrophe. "No.." 
"You cannot resist, Cataclysm." The hooded dragon chuckled again. 
Cataclysm took another step towards Catastrophe. 
"Can I have my staff?" Catastrophe asked one of the dragons, who had brought it for her. 
The dragon handed over the long wooden pole to her and she thanked them gently. 
"Come with us, I promise we'll take care of you." The hooded dragon said gently. "We'll feed you, give you shelter." 
"I already have all that." Catastrophe hissed. 
"You won't be attacked every few months, you'll be safe." The hooded dragon told her. "You will be protected by us, and can return the favour by serving us." 
Catastrophe snarled. "I don't want that. I want what I have." 
Cataclysm jumped at Catastrophe, who rolled out of the way. 
"I'm so sorry!" Cataclysm cried. "I swear I mean no harm!" 
"What have you done to this dragoness?" Catastrophe hissed. 
"Only what I had to." The hooded dragon laughed. 
"He has me under a mind control! I can't control my body!" Cataclysm cried. 
Catastrophe snarled. "Let her go." 
Cataclysm threw herself at Catastrophe again, who again rolled out of the way. Catastrophe raked her mind for a solution. Should she fight Cataclysm, or go for the hooded dragon? Around her, everyone else broke out into combat. Spear heads hit swords, dragons roared in pain, blood was splattered across the ground. And in the center of it all, Cataclysm and Catastrophe fought, and the hooded dragon stood just outside where the battle was taking place, watching. 
"I don't want to hurt you!" Catastrophe told Cataclysm as she rolled out of the way of another attack. 
Cataclysm shook her head. "I don't wanna hurt you either." She extended a wrist, and a stream of bright red thread came out, shooting towards Catastrophe. 
"What the?" Catastrophe yelped, jumping to the side. The string of red landed on the grass next to her, setting it on fire. She didn't attack Cataclysm and just kept dodging her attacks. "I don't know what to do..." Right at that moment, someone snuck up on her and punched her in the back of the head, knocking her out. 
== Cataclysm 7 ==
Cataclysm pounded on the bars of her cell. "LET ME OUT ALREADY!" Desperate tears streamed down her face. "Is the new dragoness okay? Did I hurt her? Let me out!"
Several guards walked over to the cell next to hers and threw the new dragoness in it. Cataclysm ran up to the metal bars between the two cells. The dragoness was still unconscious. 
"Is she okay?" Cataclysm asked. 
One of the guards nodded. "She'll be fine."
The dragoness stirred, letting out a groan. She sat up slowly, rubbing her forehead. "Ow..." She blinked several times. "Wait... Where am I?" She looked around. "Where am I?!"
Cataclysm sighed. "Hello there... Guess we're both stuck now." 
Cataclysm couldn't get a proper look at the dragoness earlier, so she only now noticed the dragonesses colours. Her underbelly was a light grey, almost white, and her sides were grey and yellow. Her wings were two colours, the top sections were bright green with a fog pattern and black speckles, and the lower sections of her wings were grey with fog patterns. She also had a crest going down her back, with was also bright green, and her whole body had black splotches scattered across it. She also had a very dangerous looking stinger on the end of her tail.
"What." The dragoness said flatly. "No way."
Cataclysm sat down. "I'm Cataclysm. I've been stuck here my whole life. Guess.. Guess you're stuck too now."
The dragoness hissed. "No. No way..." She jumped at the bars. "Let me out!" She roared.
"What's your name?" Cataclysm asked gently.
The dragoness looked over and took a deep breath. "I"m Catastrophe." 
Cataclysm looked down at Catastrophe's talons. "Did you always have that ring?" 
Catastrophe looked down at it. "No." She looked back up at Cataclysm. 
"Oh no.." Cataclysm gulped. 
Catastrophe clenched her jaw. "What?" 
Cataclysm showed Catastrophe her bracelet. "This bracelet is what allows The Hooded One to control me, it's enchanted so I also can't take it off. Your ring is probably the same idea." 
Catastrophe hissed. "Who are these guys?" 
Cataclysm shrugged sadly. "I'm not sure who they are. I don't even know their leader's real name, so I just call him The Hooded One." 
"So.. I'm stuck here." Catastrophe said. 
"Yup... Just like me.. I'm just used as a weapon." Cataclysm sighed. "I can only assume it's something similar for you." 
"Probably..." Catastrophe nodded. "I have several poison abilities." 
"Fire for me." Cataclysm looked at the ground. "But.. You already knew that. I'm sorry for attacking you." 
Catastrophe walked up to the bars between them. "Don't be, it wasn't your choice." 
The Hooded One walked over to their cells. "Hello, girls." 
Catastrophe hissed. "Let me out." 
"I will talk to you in a moment, Catastrophe." He looked over to Cataclysm. "I'm disappointed in you, Cataclysm. I thought you'd be able to attack on your own." 
Cataclysm shrugged. "Guess not. Oh well." She heard Catastrophe snicker at the comment. 
"We will work on that." The Hooded One told her. 
"Sure we will." Cataclysm snapped. "You won't convince me to hurt dragons on my own, you got that?" 
Catastrophe stepped over, as close as she could, and flared her four large wings. "Same with me. You'll need to control me every time." 
The Hooded One sighed. "Alright.. I can do that." 
"At the same time?" Catastrophe raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like your brain is gonna be a tad overworked." 
Cataclysm had to bite her lip to stop herself from laughing. 
"Perhaps, perhaps not. We will have to see." The Hooded One said, his voice quivering slightly. Was he scared of Catastrophe? Maybe Catastrophe was right. "Either way, you are mine now." 
"For now, maybe in the future it'll be the other way around. Funny how life surprises you, huh?" Catastrophe smirked as The Hooded One started to turn away. 
The Hooded One paused before laughing. "Oh? Why, what a confident dragoness, too bad your hopes will lead you nowhere." He sounded nervous. "Whatever floats your boat, I suppose." He turned again and walked away. 
== Hekau 8 ==
The next few days were... Odd. Nightscale was incredibly confused, and was starting to feel bad about being so different from the rest of the tribe. She stopped exploring, and would just sleep all day. 
Hekau, however, didn't sleep as much as usual. It was mid morning, and Nightscale was still asleep, curled up in her bed. Hekau just sat there and watched the dragonet. He let out a sigh. He was really worried about her, ever since discovering her shadow ability, she was a mix of excited and disappointed. Hekau understood this though, it must have been strange for her, being so different from every other tribe in Pyrrhia. She shifted position slightly, and Hekau let out another sigh.
Nightscale was such a sweet dragonet. Hekau wished he knew how to help her feel better, but just couldn't think of anything. He spent day and night thinking, and Thorn kept telling him to get more sleep, but he couldn't sleep with Nightscale being so unhappy.
Nightscale yawned and stretched, finally waking up. "Hey Heku.."
Hekau sat down next to her and put a gently talon on her back. "Hey Night." 
Nightscale looked up at him and sighed. "What's wrong with me.."
Hekau frowned. "Nothing Nightscale, absolutely nothing."
"I need to snap out of this.." Nightscale stretched again. "I'm the way I am, I'm just wasting time being sad." She shoot up and nuzzled Hekau. 
Hekau smiled and nuzzled her back. "There she is."
Nightscale smiled back and stuck her tongue out playfully. "Here I am!"
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