~Basilisk~

Basilisk is my OC! || DO NOT STEAL || Made for the July Palette Contest 
This wasn’t the first time you’d come here. Wasn’t the first time you had snuck away in the middle of the night just to come here and visit this dark and wet cave. It was empty, or so you had thought. Because when you first discovered it, you’d also discovered the poor lonely RainWing, scales a deep turquoise colour who constantly stared at the pale white body of another.
You’ve been too scared to ask Basilisk what happened for him to sit here for years, silently weeping at the lifeless dim scaled RainWing in front of him. But tonight, that would all change. You had finally mustered up enough courage to do so. The cold and damp rocks were rough against your talons as you padded toward the back of the deep cave. You spotted the blue dragon and before you managed to get a word out, he spoke.
“I know what you need from me. And I suppose it’s time you know.”
Know what? You signed in the language he taught you.
“You know what. The truth.”
So, you sat down and listened. “I was born partly deaf you know. It’s hard to live life when you can barely hear a conversation. Simple tasks like paying attention and learning were extremely difficult. But it was never that hard because of one dragon. Fern. We were the best of friends ever since we hatched. I suppose our friendship just clicked. Fern was always there for me, and we even came up with our own silent language so we could communicate. It’s the one you and I use now. And so, whenever someone spoke, Fern was always there to make sure I could understand. He worked so hard to make sure I could keep up with the rest of the dragonets. You could say I depended on him for communication. So, when he talked about wanting to go away and teach at Jade Academy, I was devastated.”
Basilisk sighed and bowed his head, probably cringing at his past actions. You cocked your head to the side, asking him to continue. “I basically guilt-tripped him into staying, which was wrong of me, but my ego was growing bigger and bigger by the day. So, I wanted to become a merchant. I now understand that it was a horrible idea. I mean, I could barely understand my own tribe, how was I supposed to talk with others? But Fern soldiered on. He agreed to help me, and so I started selling potions like the RainWings 2000 years ago. I became extremely successful. Of course, all my transactions were secret, no one wanted the world to know that they had any sort of business with a RAINWING. My career as a merchant was skyrocketing, but… It wasn’t as great for Fern… He always appeared tired, and his scales darkened. I’d always assumed it was because he didn’t want to be noticed, and blended into the shadows. But… I was wrong…”
“I was much too naïve to realise that I was wearing my best friend out. I didn’t let him lead his career, and now he was getting burned out because of mine. My ego was getting so big, and it hadn’t been fed in a while so my youngling brain decided it was about time I’d show off. So, what did I do?” Basilisk stared sadly at the pale white RainWing on the floor. “I-, I-… I wanted to show everyone what I could do, even with a disability. I must admit that I was quite ignorant. But you don’t want to sit through minutes of me talking about how pathetic I was. So, I’ll cut straight to the chase. What happened was that I knew that some dragons were talking behind my back, and I was annoyed. I wanted to show them that they were wrong about me. Fern begged me to not do it. But me being the spoiled brat that I was, didn’t listen. So, it was decided. We would go and battle a troop of combat-hardened SkyWings…”
“We flew out that evening. One of the patrol towers was close to the rainforest and we chose it as our target. I was so confident, so ready for this epic battle. The ending was playing out in my head. The SkyWings would be upon me, and I’d go and unleash my secret weapon, my venom on them. They would veer away, screeching and I’d plunge my claws and fangs into their necks, and the soldiers would fall to the ground. Then I’d come back a hero, proving that I am so almighty and powerful and no one would judge me ever again.”
He sighed. “I wish that’s how everything played out. I really do. It would have been so much better. But alas, that would be too much to ask for. I went up to the patrol tower, shouted my challenge, and… They laughed at me. They wouldn’t fight against a pathetic RainWing. And they didn’t. At least, not until I lunged, and almost ripped out a SkyWings throat. That’s when it got serious. The others rose up, and I really saw how outnumbered I was. I might have been looking at 3 SkyWings before, but inside there were 6 more. But did my massive ego care? Not one single bit. I faced each and every one of them and attacked. It was a bit pathetic honestly, I had no training in combat, and these were soldiers, trained in brutality from the moment they could walk.”
“I guess Fern saw what a bad idea this was. I suppose he didn’t want his best friend to go down like that. And he leapt into the face of a SkyWing that basically had my throat, and he ripped through them, while I just hovered there and watched as those soldiers got a face full of venom. The problem with a dragon like Fern was that he was extremely small and weak for his age. And when fighting dragons who are much older than you? You eventually get overwhelmed. Naturally, that’s what happened, and even though he managed to slice all of their throats, he was wounded. My brain didn’t comprehend it though. I yelped in joy and landed next to him, completely oblivious to his visible pain. It was when Fern weakly coughed, that I fully brought my attention to him. Words could not describe the agonising feeling I felt crushing me as I took his injuries in. He grinned weakly at me, 'This isn’t your fault, Bas. Don’t beat yourself up. It’s my time now, and not yours. Go chase your dreams. You have a full life ahead of you. Don’t let me slow it down.' And with that, his eyes and scales dimmed, and for me, time just completely froze."
Basilisk turned to you, and you noticed his eyes brimming with tears. “I grew as a dragon that day. For the first time in years, I asked myself, is this all worth it? These accomplishments I had, only to lose my best friend? That’s when I fully comprehended that… I had no genuine success in… Anything... School, my career... It was all an illusion, set up by Fern. And I looked back at him, and carried him somewhere safe, somewhere uninhabited. I promised that when I’d be done, I’d go back and tell everyone what had happened. You know, we were supposed to go together. He truly believed there was an afterlife. With every step, I thought that he would be happier up there than here with me. And, I slowly let him go. So… Here we are.”
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