Secrecy of the Cosmos (Astralunar11)

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The universe has many secrets. But Astral wants to know them all. She wants to know beyond what others know. But knowledge can only be gained with wisdom, and experience. 
Constella knows much more than any other dragon ever. She reads every day, predicts a lot and practices meditation. When meeting her aunt, they show Constella the ways Astral and Iris don't care about her. Constella seeks out Assentra constantly, unaware of the dark spell that has been put on her...
Iris is the opposite, she's good at socializing. Maybe a bit too much, she is lazy to learn or explore. But her life has come to the point where she can't keep taking care of Astral and Dusky, and at this point she needs to figure out her passion in life, but an urgent case is in need where she must part from her passion to help.
Iris and Astral are on the case to cure Constella of her unusual behavior, but how? The only key to the solution is the very last thing Astral or Iris expected...
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 Main characters/protagonists 
*Astral(she/her | female |: Role: important)
*Constella(she/her/they | female: Role: important)
*Iris (she/her | female: Role: important)
*Dusky(he/him | male: Role: A bit important)
 Antagonists 
*Assentra (she/they/them | Female: Role: Very important/main antagonist)
*Eon (He/they/them | non-binary: Role: Servant/double agent of Assentra/slightly important)
 Side characters/background characters 
*Vermilion (he/him)
*Orchid (she/her)
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*as a human being, i have grammar mistakes, so feel free to give me a ping in the comments when you find a grammar mistake and I might let you fix it, or I will if you point it out clearly! 
*you may also ask any questions in the comments about the story, as I'm more than willing to answer!
*yes, i work on multiple chapters at a time, so there might be chapters that are finished and chapters before that are wip, i tend to get bored if i only work on one chapter, and jump to the important/interesting ones ^^
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Cover art, code and writing by Astral 
Pagedoll art base by TotallySomebody, basefill by Astral 
Sticky TOC by R\d+, majorly edited by Astral (adding colors, padding, border, etc)
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==Prologue==
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 Seven years ago.....
Vermilion spread his wings, soaring across the sky. The view below him was gorgeous, trees swayed in the wind below him. He sighed, then landed on the ground. Being a prince was...hard. It might seem easy, the thought of laying around, getting pampered and sleeping sounded nice. Quite pleasant. But it was different than expected. Prince Vermilion had many things he had to take care of, responsibilities and more. Things he didn't want to take care of. His life has been spiraling into insanity for years, and almost a decade soon. 
The times when he got to fly and enjoy the breeze were a jackpot and rare. He rubbed his claws in the hard mushy ground, revealing dirt and a worm. He placed the worm in the dirt again smiling and brushed off the dirt. His wings felt cramped for so long but now he felt free. Freedom is something he's wanted since a long, long time.
If only I could leave this horrible life. I hate it here. I HATE my life. Vermillion seered in frustration.Why can't I just live as a lazy skywing!?!
"VERMILION!" A sudden voice shrieked, interupting his raging thoughts.
It was clearly Tailwind's. Tailwind was Vermilion's guard. His very own personal guard. It must be great, being protected at all times, but Vermilion didn't like her at all. She was always behind him, watching his every move. It was probably why he didn't have any friends. A matter of fact, he barely spoke to anyone. Not that he had a chance, Tailwind would just scare them all away. It was her job after all. 
It's not like I'm so SPECIAL. Vermilion thought, rolling his eyes. Oh..but I'm a prince. So I'm kinda. UGH. Vermilion turned around, sheepishly fake grinning. "Yes?"
"You've been missing for TOO long!" Tailwind said. "Where were you?"
"Is it any of your business!?" Vermilion lashed his tail, grimacing.
Tailwind blinked. "Yes? I mean I think-" She leaned closer, eyeing him. "I'm your bodyguard. I have too. It's my job."
"No it's not! I mean...it is. But why can't you just leave me alone for a moment? I'm not royalty or anything!" He shouted, shaking his head, stepping away.
"B-but..you are." Tailwind stuttered.
Vermilion had forgotten again. He was royalty. "Oh. Just whatever." He frowned, then flew away again. But he wasn't getting alone time anytime soon. Tailwind followed, quietly. Vermilion groaned then turned around.
"Arghh..You're still here?" 
"Yes. It's my duty." She glared at him and then muttered under her breath. "Geesh. Wow what a grumpy prince."
"I heard that!" He dove away into the trees, hoping to lose Tailwind.
Vermillion didn't look back at all. If she was still there, he'd want to rip her face out so badly, but yet. He'd get in trouble. 
Geesh. Guards. I hate guards. I hate my life. Vermilion sighed then spun around. She wasn't there anymore. Thankfully. 
Three moons. I never thought she'd leave. Maybe she lost me. 
He glanced around. Trees surrounded him, like they were all whispering him prayers and secrets. The world had many secrets. Many he wished he knew. But no dragon could know everything. He leaped up onto a tree, resting is wings and then twined his tail around a branch. 
"Who are you?" A soft voice spoke. 
Vermilion flinched. "W-what!? Who was that?" 
A bright Rainwing emerged from the trees. Her scales were purple and dabbed in with blue. Her right wing had a blackish scar on it. Her face overall was sweet but also determined, and brave. She poked a stick in his tail. Ow. W-who is..she? 
She grinned. "I'm Orchid. You?" She leaned closer to Vermilion, her flower scent closer. 
"I...I'm Vermilion." His voice cracked slightly. "W-what is a Rainwing doing here?" I should be careful. I heard of rainwing's deadly venom. Vermilion backed away slightly. 
She shrugged. "Well...I mean. I'm not really...wanted back in the rainforest. So.." She said, suddenly tensed up. 
"Oh." Vermilion slowly slid down from the tree, approaching her. "Well. I'm a..prince. Life is boring. Believe it or not." There that's it. That's when she'll start acting weird around me. That's when she'll act like I'm special. 
"Nice." She breathed then glanced around awkwardly. 
Vermilion wanted to hit his head three times on a tree so badly. Orchid was treating him...like he was normal. That's a first. Vermilion thought, excited. 
"Hey uh.. we have some really good food back at the palace." He mumbled, then shrugged nervously. "Wanna..?" 
She titled her head, curiously, then started circling him. "Hmm...would they allow a fellow Rainwing?" 
He rolled his eyes. "You'll be a guest. I'm sure I can convince my parents." 
Orchid laughed and Vermilion laughed as well. Then silence erupted. Awkwardness. Arghh...say something. 
Vermilion smirked. "Well? You coming or not, my fellow guest?" He then spreads his wings out. 
Orchid smirks back and flew away in flash. "Race you to the palace!!" She yelled, giggling. 
"HEY!" Vermilion grinned. "I'm supposed to be first!" 
I feel like...I feel like my life is about to change. 
=Part One: A foe amongst us=
==Chapter 1==
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 Astral 
Seven years later....
Flowers glided to the ground. It looked like they were levitating in air, but of course they softly dropped to the grainy ground. The trees around had never spoken a word in their life. Not that that was possible. 
I mean...maybe? What if trees talked? Wouldn't that be cool? Or bad? Arghhh don't get distracted! Back to the flowers! Astral thought.
Astral titled her head curiously then tapped the flowers like she was expecting it to blow up.
"Hmm...something doesn't feel right." Astral looked around, her face scrunched. "The flowers..."
"Of course something is wrong!! We shouldn't still be here still!" Iris grunted. "...staring at flowers."
Astral glared back at Iris. "I just feel...well...like maybe something bad is going to happen." Of course Iris wouldn't understand. She doesn't believe in any of my theories. I know, I know. I can't see the future. But that doesn't mean dragons can't make predictions! 
Iris sighed. "Look. Astral. You CANNOT see the future! So forget about all these....theories that are based on..FLOWERS! Your crazy that's all. I'll still be here for you. But you need to stop. Please."
Iris has been my friend since I was three. I know I've always had this feeling of wanting to know so much. And yes I can be a..... torturer to dragons sometimes. But I cannot lose her. She's my only friend. Maybe its time I start acting more..normal.
"Don't leave me Iris. I need you." Astral said glumly. "My life will be a waste without you. I can't please."
Iris put a reassuring hand on Astral's shoulder. "No that's not what I meant. I'm never leaving you. Don't worry."
Astral grinned back slightly, still feeling a little down. Iris sighed. 
"But I need you to take a break. From this. Just calm down, chill for a while. Just do something else than...stare at flowers." Iris replied.
"You don't get it!" Astral shouted. "You're not like me! Its not STARING! Its...inspecting. I...I hate you Iris."
Iris flinched, her face hot. "A-astral. You don't m-mean that.." She trembled. 
"I do." Astral turned away, her back facing Iris. Tension rised between the two dragons.
"FINE." Iris scoffed, tears forming in her eyes. "Do whatever you WANT. I..I don't care anymore."
Astral glared back again. "I don't care what you do either, Iris."
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==Chapter 2==
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 Constella 
Constella hummed to herself, brushing off dust off books. Life was quiet easy for Constella. She observed the stars at night and throughout the day read and wrote about her observations and more. She quickly placed her delicate glasses on her grinned. She glanced over to the window, watching the sky. Daylight poured on her, the sun still shining in the sky. Rainwing flew around, some resting on the ground, some sleeping in the sun, taking in the light.
It was a normal breezy day. 
She took out her ink and dipped her quill pen in ink, then stroked it across her parchment paper. 
I predict that heavy winds will occur. Constella thought while writing it down. She closed the ink bottle and turned to the window again, smirking. Hah I know I'm right. Even though I'm an astronomer I still have the right to predict weather. 
According to my predictions, I believe they're will be severe weather outbreaking. Etc: Tree snaps, displacement of plants and more. She wrote, then tapped her chin, still thinking. She then decided it was enough and signed her name. Constella rolled up the paper, tying a string around it for safe-keeping. This is what she did with all her predictions. She sealed it safe away till the event happened, and if it didn't she'd stamp it with "fail". If it turned out right, she'd stamp it with "accurate prediction" and admire it for the rest of the day. The failure's went to the firepit where she'd watch it crumple to ash. This BETTER be correct. I have a lot of failures. She thought wincing. 
"Now to enjoy a book!" She told herself. "What should I pick...?" 
Her claws brushed against the many different books on the shelves. She soon came to "the science of the stars' book and opened it up. Carefully flipping to the first page, she got comfortable. And that might have been the wrong decision.
KNOCK! KNOCK! 
She groaned. Argh. I was about to read 'the science of the stars' for the 6th time. I guess I'll have to come back to it another time.
She placed her glasses on her desk and quickly stumbled over to the door. Creaking it open she quitely asked, "Who is it?"
"Me. Its Astral, your student." The normally glowing rainwing hybrid stood still outsided, glumly looking down.
Why isn't she happy? And dancing? And being super hyper? Which I hate. Constella sighed. "Whats wrong? I know when my lovely student is in the deep."
"Its just. I have a problem."
"What problem?" Constella asked eagerly. I wonder if she read the book I gave her. About the-
"Its Iris. I'm not sure whether we're friends anymore."
Constella wrinkled her face. "Um I'm really dearly sorry but I have no experience, data or even the slightest knowledge of friendship. I'm afraid I can't help you."
"But please!" Astral grabbed Constella's right claw, squeezing it. "I need help! Don't leave me in the dust!"
Constella quickly grabbed her claw away, the blue glove almost slipping off. Astral winced, looking hurt. 
"Why won't you ever tell me about that glove?" Astral frowned, then stepped closer. "What are you keeping from me?"
"N-nothing, Astral. Now come inside, let me...help you...with friendship stuff." Constella laughed nervously. 
Astral glared, then grabbed the glove off her hand. The glove slipped off, the feeling Constella had never felt in a long time. It all seemed to go in slow motion. She didn't want to see it. She didn't want to see the scar. She didn't want to remember that day, when her hand had burned to its death. The other dragons laughing. The dragon who had done it smirking. Her life almost coming to its end....
"NO!" Constella shrieked. Her words were swallowed as the glove landed on the ground. Her hand has never felt so open. So cold. So naked and unsecure. Her claw looked deformed almost, red gashed across, severely damaged. The scar had never healed. It was there still, haunting her to her dragonet days.
Astral gasped. Silence erupted. Like a volcano. Every breath felt even worse, like Constella may be melted by the lava that is drowning her. She tried to grap the last hope, the rock. But it slipped from her grasp as she fell into the black hole, her cries echoing away. 
A single sentence came from Astral's mouth. "What...happened to you're hand?"
Nothing came out of her mouth. Her throat ached. Constella's scales fell white. In pain and fear. Even though her scar had went quite many years ago. Nothing came from her mouth. She was in horror. Her life was being soaked in lava. Her eyes closed and she whispered, I can't take it. Don't make me look at this. No, no, no.. Constella collapsed to the ground her scar still haunting her. Her eyelids closing over the light that still existed, pouring in the darkness.
Moments later, Constella opened her eyes. She was in...space. Darkness. Where no light existed.
Let me help you. A shadowy dragon whispered, extending out a claw. Their voice was thrusty, but big and bold still.
Constella stepped back, cautious. "Who...who are you?"
The dragon smirked then lashed their tail, folding in their wings. I knew you'd say that, little dragon.
Constella spread her wings wide, gashing her fangs. "Don't you dare say little around me!"
The mysterious dragon sneered, tilting their head. Their eyes were cat-like and red. Like they were possessed. You are a little fella. Just...a smart one. This is a dream, you know. This isn't real. You can do no harm to me.
Constella still focused, her claws clenching up. "A dream you say? Then what about this-" She ran towards the dragon quickly and sliced at them. "What.."
The dragon cackled, then tipped their body forward. See? You can do no harm to me, Constella.
Constella lashed her tail, her wings folded by her side. "How do you know my name? What do you want from me?'"
Oh dear, oh dear. Me? Want from you? They laughed again. I need nothing from you little dragon. I want to do you a favor..
"A....favor? Why would you want to help me?"
Because, my life ended a long, long time ago. They said inspecting their nails. I have no need for anything. I want to help you. I'm making you a offer. They hold out a amulet, it's dark rays give Constella the shivers.
What...is that? 
Its the mighty dark amulet. It has infinite power. They sneered, holding it out. Take it.
Constella steps back. "I don't need power. I have books. And friends."
Friends? Ah that's your problem, Constella. You don't have friends. They secretly despise you. They have no love for you.
"No, that's not true. You're wrong. You're lying. Stop." Constella closed her eyes before she could cry.
I can't stop though, not if its the truth. Tell me Constella, what is something you've always wondered?
"Why should I trust you with answers?" Constella looked away. "I have books to answer them."
But here's the thing Constella. Books can't always answer all your questions. Especially the one thing you've always wondered you're whole life. They twisted towards Constella. Who you're parents are.
Constella flinched then jumped up. "What? What did you say?"
You're parents Constella, I know them. They ducked to her ear and whispered. 
Your mother was my sister. She's still alive. They say, wrapping the thread around her wrist, the tiny amulet hanging.
==Chapter 3==
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 Iris 
The forest swayed in the high winds. It was no day for a dragonet to hop around or play. A purple dragon shoved her way through the bushes and trees, ignoring the wind that almost blew her cape off.
"ARGH. Whats this...feeling!?" Iris muttered to herself. "Why do I feel sad? I mean I don't miss Astral certainly..."
She stopped abruntly. I DO miss Astral. But she hates me. So I won't go back. Pity party will continue.
Iris glumly headed towards the outside of the rainforest. Her claws stepped on a rock, the sharpness shooting pain through her foot. "Ow!" She scoffed then quickly rubbed the blood away, leaving a reddish mark on her scales.
She looked back at the rainforest. Her home. She remembered everything from when she was a little dragonet. The good memories and the bad ones. When the dragonet's had laughed and mocked her for her tribeless looks. The times when she was never let into any of the plays because she didn't look good enough to play the role. The times when everyone would give her cold stares, like she really wasn't worth existing. 
But they were good times as well. When Astral had become my friend, life had changed for me. The bad days had slowly reduced. Even if it meant some of the times were just staring- er, ahem inspecting flowers. Iris thought.
Honestly, where would I be without the rainforest? 
Without Vermillion, Orchid, Dusky and Astral. Orchid and vermilion were the BEST parents ever. Well...technically just my adoptive parents. I wonder who my real parents are. 
Where did my egg....really come from? And Duskys? I can barely remember.. Iris scrunches her forehead, thinking about the time when she and Dusky had been ditched. The memory was fading, but she was still able to remember a bit.
It had been a dark and stormy night. Rain pouring down and the trees wisp. Three moons shined in the sky, like a glistening light across the two dragons and one dragonet.
"What do we do!?!" The mother cried. "She looks...ugly!"
The little purple dragonet giggled collapsing onto the ground. She got up again and reached for her mother. 
"Look dear." The silkwing father sighed. "I told you this would happen. I'm a silkwing, you're tribeless, of course our dragonet would turn out like this. A mix of something extraordinary. Lets appreciate that, can't we? She's not ugly."
Mother shook her head sighing. "I don't know what to do. I'm ashamed of her."
Father stood proudly. "We shouldn't! She's beautiful! And unique! What do you want to name her? I was thinking Tullip or Iris."
Mother sneered, obviously disappointed in their dragonet. "Or jerkface." She muttered, then stood up too. "Iris sounds good."
"Good, we'll call her Iris then. Please, lets keep her for at least two years, then you can decide whether you like her much or not. Let her have a chance to express herself and talk, then we can make a decision, right?"
"Alright." Mother grunted. "Two years only."
It was something like that...right? Iris thought back to reality, still miserable. Her mother had disliked her the day she hatched. She never wanted to think that someone could really hate her that badly. At least her father had faith in her. But two years later, her mother had made her choice, she left Iris AND Dusky behind. She must have hated both her dragonets. It was depressing to think of. Thankfully, Orchid had found Iris and Dusky alone in the rainforest, so until this day she was very thankful for everything Orchid and Vermilion had done for her. 
When nobody wanted me and Dusky, Orchid and Vermilion did, and so did Astral. Iris sighed again. And now I'm leaving it all behind. I must though. I need to find a life.
Iris flinched, her ears quivering. "Who's there!?!" I thought I heard a branch crack. Are my ears deceiving me?
Dusky appeared from behind a bush sobbing. "Don't leave Iris!" He ran to her and pulled at her foot. 
Its just Dusky. Poor Dusky. "Look its for the greater good, Dusky. Let me go." Iris shook him off and put a caring hand on his shoulder. "You'll always be the best little brother ever, but now I need to leave. I want you to protect Astral. Please do that for me."
Dusky blushed. "No you take care of her. I'd get her killed by accident on my first day. PLEASE, Iris! It doesn't have to end like this!"
"Look, there's a WHOLE world out there," Iris scoffed. "and you expect me to just...ditch it for you and Astral!?!"
He stepped back, hurt. 
"I'm so sorry Dusky. But..I can't stay here forever, can I?" Iris glanced over at the mountains. "I want to find my passion."
Tears streamed down Dusky's face. He cried and cried, and Iris just stood there frozen, assuring him it was the best decision. 
"Fine." Dusky lashed his tail. "If...if this is really what you want, then I support you. I'll always be there if you need me."
"Thanks buddy," Iris smiled, putting a wing over him. "Don't worry, I'll come back someday. Think of this as...just see you later. And not a goodbye."
Dusky nodded, as Iris took off, her wings beating into the air. She flew off into the Sunset. It should of seemed like a perfect leave, but to Dusky, it was misery.
==Chapter 4==
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 Constella 
"My mother?" Constella gasped. "Alive!?!"
Mhm. The dragon nodded, then held out a teacup, sipping it. A whole tea table before Constella's eyes emerged from the black spaced ground. 
Constella shaked her chair in excitement, almost tipping it over. "I can't believe it after all this time...I've missed her so, so, so much. She disappeared one day when I was a little dragonet. I don't know...why."
They placed their teacup down, stirring it. Opening a small white glass box, they placed sugar cubes in their rosemary tea. Yes dear. Now let me introduce myself, I'm Assentra. You're mother is a faithful dragon. One of a kind. They said inspecting their tea.
Constella pounded the table with her fists, Assentra and her tea cup spilling. "Really!?! Where is she? Can I meet her?"
Assentra glowered their eyes as the tea soaked the delicate fabric that rested on the table. Now, now Constella-
"Wait!" Constella grinned wide. "That means you're my aunt, right!?! EEEE! I can't believe it! I have...family! This is...amazing!"
Assentra sighed. Yes dear, you do now. Now let me reveal myself fully. Their smoky body transformed into a normal looking dragon. Their wings were cut and ragged, and everywhere they had scars. They wore a veil that glided on their funky looking snout. Their tail had a fluffy end, just like Constella. 
"Wow." Constella breathed."You look...so, so, different. I actually thought you were a smoke cloud...haha.." 
Assentra stared blankly, their eyes twitching. "Well I'm a normal dragon, not some...cloud of smoke."
"You see normal..." Constella muttered. "But I do have a question. If this is a dream....then how are you in it? Wait...is this not real? You're not really here, are you?" She turned away, glum of the possibility. 
Assentra nervously laughed. "Um well...I used a object....I forgot what it was called. The point is I used it to get into your dream.."
"Wow." Constella gasped."You mean a dreamvisitor, right? How did you get your claws on one!?!" 
"Uhh....yes a..ahem dreamvisitor." Assentra replied. "I found it...in the..dirt."
"That's...amazing!" Constella said, wide-eyed. 
Suddenly, her dream started blurring, the tea cups disappeared, along with the table. "Whats happening?" Constella asked, but her voice drowned. 
"Listen." Assentra shouted. "You are waking up! Meet me at diamonds clock 444, three days from now! And never, ever tell anyone about me. Ever."
"Wait..what-" Constella shrieked back. 
But it was too late. She gasped as she breathed in fresh air. She looked around frantically. Assentra wasn't there. Her vision blurred back until it was clear again. She could see fresh green grass, flowers and plants around her in pots. The place was a bit messy, but friendly. She was in a hut, on a bed. 
A dragon keeled over, worried. "Are you okay? You were unconscious for a while." Astral asked.
Constella got up, looking around. It was a dream. And now I'm back in the real world. What did Assentra mean by diamonds clock 444? And why I can't I tell anyone about them? "I'm fine." She shot up from the bed, heading for the door.
"No don't you dare leave." Astral shook her head. "You need to rest."
No I need to find diamonds clock 44! ARGH ASTRAL- "No!" Constella pushed Astral away, grunting. "I need to find my aunt." She said then slapped a claw on her mouth, petrified. Wait no I wasn't supposed to let that out. She's supposed to be a secret.
"Aunt..?" Astral tilted her head. "You have a aunt? Who are they?"
"Well...umm..." Constella glanced around. She spotted a basket of berries. Perfect! "Take a look at this!" She grabbed the basket and flung it in Astral's face.
"Ah!" The basket smacked Astral in the face. Her snout and eyes were covered in blue juice. Constella made a run for it. She flew out the room, and into the sky. Wait, was what I did..bad? Whats going on with me? Constella shook her head, still feeling guilty after she left Astral dripping with blueberry juice.
Should I go back? That wasn't very nice of me. Was it? Constella sighed and glided on the wind. 
"Astral doesn't care about me. Neither does Iris." Constella remembered what Assentra told her. People don't accept me for who I am. So how can I deal with that. "She doesn't care about me. She probably just uses me. She doesn't care about my family, nor my books. She cares about friends. Friendship. That's it, I leave. I leave her wrath."
Constella hovered in the air for a moment. "Foe or friend?" Purple smoke rises, spinning out from the amulet around her, her eyes turning red. She smirks, revealing two vampire teeth, then raises her chin. 
"Foe, so be it, Astral. So be it." She smugly said.
=Part Two: Darkness pours in=
==Chapter 5==
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 Astral 
Blueberry juice dripped down her snout. She licked it and sarcastically said, "Wow, delicious." Astral quickly wiped off all the blueberry juice with a nearby leaf. 
"Stel? Why did you do that!?!" Astral seered with rage.
But Constella was gone. She was nowhere to be seen. Why would she do that? Why?
Astral paced around then flew out the door, infuriated. Constella was hovering in the air above the trees, staring down at Astral.
"Foe, so be it, Astral. So be it." She smirked, and sends whooshing purple fog towards Astral. 
"Ah!" Astral flapped her wings hard and the wind flew back in the other direction. Constella smugly looked at Astral one last time. "Goodbye Astral. See you never." And disappeared from the sky with a poof.
"Wait..what!?!" Astral shrieked, fuming. What's going on with Constella? "Did... I do something wrong?"
How did Stel disappear from the air like that? And what's wrong with her eyes? And what's that on her hand? 
"None of this is going to get answer until I get Iris. I really, really need Iris right now." 
"What about me?" A voice says. "Could I help?" 
Astral spins around and gasps. A small human with a pointy sword sits on a tiny pebble. A human! WOW! I've never actually met one before! 
"You're a human?" Astral grins. "And you can talk dragon? That's amazing!" 
"Yes. Now allow me to introduce myself." They said bowing. "I'm Eon, a faithful human servan- I mean, just human." They laughed, scratching their fuzzy hair. 
"Woah." Astral curiously kneeled down watching the funny looking human. "That's cool! I'm Astral." So this is what a human is? I mean I've heard of them. Back in the time I heard they were called scavengers, and were..eaten. Poor them. 
"Nice to meet you, Astral. Now let me accompany you in you're journey." They smirk slicing the sword in the air. 
Astral blinked. "What journey?" 
"You know," They exclaimed. "Going after Constella and all." 
Wait what? How do they know about that? "Um, if I may ask," Astral asks sincerely. "How do you know about Constella?" 
They blinked and again scratched their fuzzy hair, like they were thinking. "Well how do you suppose I know? I was watching everything, obviously." 
"Ohh..." Astral breathed. Something doesn't feel right. She shakes her head, throwing away the thoughts. "Sure. I mean well I guess I need company-" 
"Oh no, no, no, no," A voice shouted. Iris landed her face straight as she walked up to Astral, placing a protective wing over her. "You aren't leaving with that strange funky human." 
"But-" Astral started. Okay so NOW Iris shows up? Ugh. 
"This dude-" Iris coughed sarcastically. "Is so not coming with you, because I am!" 
Astral rolled her eyes. "Yeah well, so will Eon, our fellow human." 
"No, don't you get it? That human..." Iris whispered. "They look suspicious." 
"Whaattt?" Astral snorted. "Iris, now you're just getting weirder by the SECOND." 
Iris rolled her eyes, scoffing as she glared at the human. "That human is NOT coming with us!" Oh Iris is always Iris. Astral simply thought.
"Look," Astral started, lashing her tail. "you can come if you want, but Eon will come too. What's wrong with them coming?"
==Chapter 6==
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 Iris 
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==Chapter 7==
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 Constella 
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Prolouge
Part One
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Part Two
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Part Three
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
 
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