Silver Angel (ORIGIN STORY)

The Ice statue sat on the podium. This is who it was, just a simple sculpture. It’s wings were flared open, and it just was there, regally.
it had many admirers walk by it every day. The freezing temperatures were nice — and so were the dragons in the palace. Everything was perfect here. the Sculpture couldn’t imagine anything warmer than the ice kingdom. It couldn’t imagine anything, practically. It was semi-conscious. That was how it was. Nothing could change it.
Almost nothing. 
The statue heard — well, sort of heard, a lot of shouts and screams. One of which was the Queen’s. Queen Diamond. Large stomps became coming it’s way. The Queen herself came up to the statue and started muttering something.
“For every full moon, Set out to destroy one NightWing egg, no matter if it was due to hatch that night or not. If there are dragons watching, kill them, too. Once you have finished, return to the IceWing palace, pristine and untouched, exactly as you were before.”
The statue gave an internal shift. It had a new light — a new purpose. It wanted to destroy NightWing eggs. There was such a hatred for them boiling up inside the sculpture. it had to destroy them. 
a smaller dragon sidled up beside the Queen. 
“Are you sure about this, your majesty?” They asked. “What if the NightWings retaliate even worse?”
”We’ll be fine.” Diamond snapped. “We’re doing this to avenge our IceWing subjects. No matter the cost.” She was determined, but her soul was going mad.
The smaller dragon sighed lightly and nodded. “Yes, your majesty.”
The two walked away, leaving the sculpture behind.
. . .
Its nighttime now. 2 full moons rose up in the Sky, gleaming on the snow of the ice kingdom. The statue stood up, exhaling Frostbreath. It could move. And fly. And run and do whatever it wanted. But all that it wanted to do was get rid of NightWing eggs. 
it started moving. It beat its heavy, icy wings up out a window and Into the night sky. It soared southwards, gazing at the snow, fading into sand. It was definitely warmer here — The sculpture didn’t like it, but it didn’t care. It had to follow its command. The statue finally found the border of the night kingdom, and hovered. It gazed down at the dismembered IceWings. Darkstalker had up a shield which killed any IceWing trying to get in the kingdom.
how will I get in? It thought, but not exactly thought.
it would have to risk it, And flew straight In.
it wasn’t an IceWing — it just resembled one. It dove through the outcroppings and canyons of the night kingdom, searching for the lunar hatching peak. Most NightWings were at work or school at this hour, but some had went to watch their eggs hatching on the peak.
it landed on the mountain, gazing around. It’s translucent blue “scales” glimmered in the moonlight. There was one dragon, with her tail curled around two eggs. 
“DAWNEYES!” Yelled a dragon, hovering towards the side on the mountain. He appeared to be the father of the eggs. They rested beside the other dragon .
”There you are, Nightclaws. Look, this one is about to hatch. They’ll have both mind reading and future sight! So exciting!”
The two dragons beamed at the eggs, waiting for them to hatch.
the sculpture had its chance to strike now. It creeped behind Dawneyes and Nightclaws. Quietly and carefully, it slid one of its serrated claws across their necks. They collapsed, and now the sculpture could destroy the eggs.
both had turned a silvery white. They were moving around, as it waiting to hatch. 
the statue sunk their claws into the first egg, it stopped moving, and the dragonet inside gave a shudder. It died.
it turned to the second egg. It smashed it with its tail, and it shattered into a thousand pieces. Now it could leave.
the sculpture took off, across the kingdom of sand, back to the ice kingdom. The Night was fading away, and it would be morning shortly. Once it reached the ice kingdom, it went in through a window, and back to its podium, pristine and untouched, just like before.
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