Lost Spirits: Dark Beginnings

== Quick Notes ==
This story might end up being several or just one, I might not end up finishing it! If that happens I will summarize what I have planned for this story, now for some Trigger Warnings.
* Violence 
* Murder
* Cults
* Kidnapping
* Trauma 
* Child death
* Parental death
* Gore
* Horror
* Blood
* + more!
[LOTS OF THE SENSITIVE THEMES START INSTANTLY, BE WARNED!]
(I cannot stress enough how dark this is. If you are even the slightest but sensitive to any of the themes, please skip this story!)
Overall, this is really, REALLY dark. This war originally an ARG on canon but due to lack of interest I cancelled it. So now this is the story that stands in its place. Now, onto the darkest story Pyhrria will ever know.…
== Prologue ==
Rain swept across the quiet home in the rain forest. 
Droplets splattered across the window a young dragonet peered out of.
His vibrant blue eyes seemed to be the only light that night, besides the stars. Not a single trace of any of the moons showed through the dark storm.
Suddenly a crack of thunder echoed across the household, the dragonet jumped in fright.
He heard wood creak, and the door swung open. 
The dragonet ran in fright, hiding in the kitchen cabinet. 
Slowly, talons walked across the wooden floors.
The dragonet was too sacred to move or breath. 
He saw talons walk by where he was hidden and shut his eyes, praying for the dragon to leave.
The dragon walked away, going up stairs.
After seemingly an eternity, screams were heard.
The dragon recognized the voices if his family. 
He silently cried.
He knew they were dead. 
What could he do now?
He heard talon steps again past him.
The floorboards creaked by the door.
He heard the door swing open then slam.
The dragon stayed still, too scared to move a muscle. 
That’s where he stayed all night.
He cried rivers of tears.
He opened the cabinet slowly.
He walked out. 
He didn’t even need to look upstairs to know all of his family were dead.
He didn’t know what to do.
He walked out into storm.
He didn’t want to see the bodies.
Somebody would find them some day.
Everybody would think he was dead, and maybe that was good.
He wants revenge.
He wanted to cry.
He wanted to yell.
But more than anything…
He wanted his family back.
Where could he go from here? 
The RainWings hated NightWings like himself. 
He didn’t know what to do.
The rain masked his tears.
Mud covered his scales.
But he walked on.
He followed the talon prints.
He would get his revenge.
He would get his family back.
Nobody would feel the way he felt again.
== Chapter one ==
The dragonet walked alone in the jungle.
He… couldn’t remember his own name.
All he remembered anymore was that terrible night.
The screams echoed in his mind.
It wouldn’t stop.
He hadn’t stopped crying.
It had been one month. 
And he still didn’t know what to do.
No… he did know what he wants to do.
Get his family back.
Get revenge.
And make sure this never happened to anybody ever again.
He would fund the spirits if his family.
He would bring them back.
He lifted up his head.
The tears stopped.
Where would he start?
Where COULD he start?
He kept walking, his mind racing faster than ever.
His family’s spirits were out there waiting for him to bring them back.
He must access the land of the dead. 
But stay alive.
How could he do?
He knew how.
He would experiment until he did it.
Hed try.
If he tried enough times it would work.
Then when he found his parents he would return every single spirit out there ti the living world.
He would do it.
But first, to find a spirit, he’d have to kill to ensure there was one there.
But even if he failed, the spirit would return one day so it didn’t matter if they died.
Yes… it WOULD work.
== Chapter Two ==
Three years later…
Condor raced through the forest, his brother, Talon, directly behind him.
”I’m gonna win!” Condor sneered
”No way!” Talon shouted back.
Talon raced forwards, taking the lead.
The Great Oak was in sight, the two wins raced to it as fast as they could.
Talon reached the tree a split second before Condor.
”See I knew you could never win!” Talon laughed.
”You cheated some how!” Condor said angrily.
As the twins bickered, a large dragon emerged. His scales a dark navy blue, he wore a black cape fringed with gold across his head and spine. In his talons he held a staff with a golden ball as the handle.
”W-who are you?” Talon asked quietly.
”Why I am the keeper of the spirits! And Talon, Condor, I have something to tell you.” The strange dragon said, his eyes still not being visible creeped the dragonets out, along with everything about this dragon.
”How do you k-know our names?” Condor asked.
”Why I know everything!” The dragon said cheerfully.
”Now then, have you lost anybody in your life? Has anybody you ever knew died?” He asked in a creepy tone.
Talon sobbed quietly.
Condor spoke up.
“Y-yes, our mother.” He spoke in almost a whisper.
”Would you like her back?” He asked.
”Of course, more than anything in the world. But our father says we just h-have go accept that she’s gone.” Condor said, lightly louder.
The two SkyWing dragonets looked upon the dragon before them, wanting to run but too afraid to. 
“I can do that, if you simply follow me and join my other followers. We will reunite her spirit with her body and she shall love again in time.” The so called “spiritkeeper” said.
Talon looked at Condor and the two got up.
”We will follow you.” They said at the same time.
”Then come on! There’s no time to waste!” 
The three dragons raced off into the forest, the two dragonets not knowing what they just go themselves into.
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