Balanceholder's Banishment

IF YOU DO NOT LIKE GORE, DEATH, OR ANYTHING SIMILAR THEN DO NOT READ.
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== Prologue: The Hatching... of a Murderer ==
A very dark gray egg was resting in the moonlight, a shiny silver-gray look over its glossy surface. When the (not full) moons were at their highest, shining upon the egg, it started moving in a way that it looked like it was shivering. A dragon the color as the egg sat in the shadows of the cave, her deep green eyes watching the shaking egg closely, making sure it wasn't going to roll out of the nest and off the ledge. Little cracks appeared on the surface.
As cracks started stretching over the egg, its shaking kept on getting all the more violent. The cracks grew bigger, and soon the egg (shell) completely shattered into blinding shards, the inside of the egg being very light gray and reflecting the silver moonlight. A small newly-hatched dragonet lay in the nest, splinters of egg shells shining light onto it, its small front talons over its snout. He was just like his mother, dark scales, silver horns, and very light gray underscales.
The dragonet opened his eyes with a squeak, and just like everything else, his eyes were the same color as his mother's. His mother slithered out from the shadows and embraced the little dragonet in her arms, her wings shielding the little dragonet from the bright moonlight. Futurechaser wished she could hold that moment forever, but like everything else, she couldn't.
Visions came to her like water pouring down a waterfall. She stood shakily as she watched her newly hatched dragonet live as a fully grown dragon. Flashes of different futures came to her. The first one was always the most likely. The first vision that came to Futurechaser broke her heart.
Her dragonet was standing in his room, a look of insanity on his face, and he was staring proudly at a sculpture he made out of real dragon scales and horns, not to mention they were bloody. This isn't real, its a vision. It's a vision. She blinked away tears from her bewildered eyes, and wrapped her wings around herself to embrace the next vision.
It was glorious, this time... It was about ten years into the future. The NightWing kingdom was in peace, the dragonet in Futurechaser's arms being an advisor to the new queen. The kingdom was well guarded, and the soldiers well trained. The vision was promising, enemy forces unable to penetrate the defences and the tribe being successful overall.
The rest of the visions didn't seem as important as the first two. Futurechaser held her dragonet close to her.
More coming soon...
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