How I became the villain

Hi! This is a fanfic by umm ok? It is basically going to be about storm (stormfly) and in her POV. It is like an autobiography she wrote or something. This takes place 200 years after the current events in the dangerous gift. Anyway please enjoy!
=== Introduction ===
I wasn’t always a villain. I started off a good dragonet I went to school and I got good grades. I was never particularly popular but I didn’t care, I was too good for the others to understand. Some say I’m crazy, a mad dragon, sometimes even evil, but I consider myself a visionary. Maybe I didn’t always have other dragons best interest in mind but I certainly had my own. I was simply just more intelligent, more advanced, than my generation. My name is storm and this is my story.
now if your the kind off dragon to read stories where there’s a good guy, and they have a problem, usually they go on a quest to stop a villain and become better because of it- you get the point. This isn’t one of those types of stories. There is no good guys or bad guys just sides. I might not be a good dragon, Who knows at this point. Who cares at this point. There is no good or bad anymore. 
what have I learned from my experience with the world? Never trust another dragon the second you do they stab you in the back. Everyone leaves the only dragon who’s ever there for you is yourself. WOW that escalated quickly. Regardless of what I say that’s not why your here, you are here for my story, how I became what I am today. So here we go. 
=== Chapter 1 ===
i was at school like everybody else. We were taking end of year exams. Now of course, I was always special. My brain didn’t work like other dragonets. I was.. not particularly smarter but yeah smarter. I finished the test within minutes. Now of course teachers being teachers, you had to ‘show your work’ on every question. We weren’t even allowed to submit our test until we were an hour into the exam. 
I went to one of those strict boarding schools for special dragonets. Or as I say, an imprisonment for weird and troubling dragonets that aren’t wanted anywhere else. I never knew my parents. I’ve always assumed I was an icewing/rainwing hybrid but nobody really knew anymore. Nowadays it was really strange to find a dragon that’s not a hybrid trybrid or any sort of mix. 
Click. Talons walking towards me. I sat up straighter in my seat. Click. It was my teacher Mrs. firebird. Click. She walked closer, clearly approaching me. She stopped to lecture another student. Out of all the schools I’ve been kicked out of this one was the worst. Everything about it was wrong. You could get suspended for coughing at a place like this. I always planned that when I graduated, I would come back here and burn it to the ground. That’s what I wanted to do. 
“MISS.STORM!” I heard from right above me. I glanced up and Mrs.firebird was glaring down at me. “Yes Mrs.firebird?” I asked innocently. “What in the NAME of CLEARSIGHT is the DISGRACE on your paper!?” She demanded. I sat in silent confusion for a few seconds. Did I get an answer wrong? I asked myself. I looked down at my paper and sure enough it was covered in scribbles. I must’ve been doodling in frustration again. I didn’t know how to respond. “Miss.storm. Explain this.” Mrs.firebird suggested again. “I don’t see the issue ma’am.” I told her. I flinched, waiting to be yelled at, but instead Mrs.firebird let out a small ‘hmph!’ And walked away. 
I breathed out and slumped but in my chair. That was close, the owner of Darkland academy, Mr.darkfire, had told me if I have one more slip up I’m out. I’ve been out before. A lot. I was kicked out of 17 schools in the past 2 years. Darkland academy was my last chance before I would be thrown to the wild to starve. Yes this world is great everyone’s happy and at peace, everyone but me. 
The clock seemed to be ticking louder, as if counting down the seconds before I can escape the madness of the world and have the happy ending I always deserved. To this day, while I’m writing this, that clock is still ticking.
=== Chapter 2 ===
I never had parents but I had an aunt. She was the best person I ever knew, sweet, kind, and she had hope. I never had much hope. Aunt pomegranate was a rainwing, one of the only dragons that wasn’t a hybrid. 
She used to brush my scales with her talons tell me that everything was going to work out in the end. She said if it wasn’t good then it’s not the end. She told me “change is hard. But if you want to make a change, the first step is to realize that somethings need changing. Our society is great but it’s not perfect. Your lucky dragonet, very bright, and you have a good life ahead of you. As long as I’m here you will never be out on the streets.” My aunt has promised me. I would look up and say “how do you know?”. She would smile and look up at the stars.
aunt pomegranate was amazing and I know the had hope for the world but I just couldn’t. If I was supposed to have a good life then why did she die? When I was 3 she had gotten very sick. I asked her if she would be okay, and she said “don’t worry my Angel the light always shines through.” I took care of her for almost a year, then it was time to say goodbye. 
I approached my aunt and whispered quietly “I’m here.” My eyes stung with tears and as much as I tried to stay strong I could barley take it anymore. “I think this is the end for me.” Aunt pomegranate told me gripping my talons. “You can’t-“ my voice cracked with sadness “you can’t leave me.” “I lived a long life. I must rest now. You are a strong dragonet you remind me so much of mother, she would be so proud.” She told me. “I want you to have this.” She handed me a pendant, it was sliver with a blue topaz in the middle.
I let out a sob. “Don’t cry my angel, light will shine again. You still have a bright future.” I looked down at my talons. “I don’t want to loose you” I told her after a while. “You will never truly loose me, I will always be with you.” She reassured me. “Your not.. scared?” I asked her. “Of what?” She looked up at me. “Of.. death.” I finished. “No. No I am not. I always knew this would happen, maybe I was scared at one point but truthfully, it’s just life.” She smiled. “It’s time.” I heard her say, softly. “Goodbye….” I managed to choke out. “Not goodbye see you soon.”
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