A Seed of Poison

File:A seed of poison GIF 1.gif|Prolouge
File:A seed of poison chapter one.gif|Chapter one
==First notes==
This is a fanfic by The copy slime. Please do not edit any part of this Fan fic, unless you are fixing spelling.
This fanfic is complete. I will not be adding any more, most likely.
===Characters by others!===
Snapdragon by Crazyscales 
Hoatzin by FrenchBreadDragon
Pyracantha by Peridot-Rainsilk
===Characters by me!===
Postman the Silkwing
==Preface==
Where no one saw, written in small words on the book of Clearsight, was a prophecy. She didn't want any 
dragon to see it, clearly.
The prophecy (aka the thing that dystroyed some dragonet's lives)
Of five dragonets
one shall survive
Of five dragonets
four will die
of five dragonets
one shall learn
of five dragonets
four will burn
Now, on to the story.
== Prolouge==
All around, dragons warred.
A Hivewing stabbed a Leafwing and they cried out in pain before they colapased.
In another area, a Leafwing used her Leafspeak to make a vine to strangle a Hivewing.
Violence everywhere. A leafwing thought.
Suddenly, a Leafwing yelled, "RETREAT! FORESTS ON FIRE!" Sure enough, flames engulfed the trees.
The Leafwing, with tears in her eyes, looked back. Flames. Terror. Hivewings. 
Will it ever be over?
=== Part one: Friends of Hive and silk===
==Chapter 1 ==
Stem was trying to sleep. But every rustle in the forest could be Hivewings.
Tonight, her nerves seemed higher than normal, so Stem walked out of her set up tree tent.
She looked at the stars. And the moon. Sometimes, she wished she could fly away into them.
"Psst! Stem!" A voice said.
Stem whirled around, her teeth bared.
"Whoa, whoa! Stem, chill!" Said another voice.
Four dragonets emerged from the leaves. Two...two where Hivewings. But wait-No, it couldn't be. Stem thought. The other two where Silkwings, which meant...
Her heart sank. "Dusky wing. Slick scale. Nightcrawler. Stag. What are you doing here?"
"Here to see you, of course!" Said Slick scale, who seemed to be in the lead.
"But, my tribe will kill you!"
"Your tribe will kill anyone if they want to," Said Dusky wing, (whose real name was Postman)
"Anyways," Said Stag, "We came here to see you. Aren't we still friends?"
"I..." Stem sighed. "You need to get out of here, before my tribe hears us!"
"Well how about we meet in the nearby forest...the one we used to use as a hangout spot?" Nightcrawler asked.
They'll keep coming back if I say no. I have to go on this meeting so they won't come back. Stem thought. And also...she missed them. they were the siblings she never had, and hanging out with them, even one last time, would be a happy time.
"Fine. Tomarrow. Do not let any of my tribe see you."
They nodded and crept off.
==Chapter 2==
Stem stepped through the trees, swatting bugs and using her small amount of Leafspeak to make the plants move.
She finally reached the clearing, where her friends were waiting.
"Stem!" Stag called. "Over here!"
"Yes yes, I'm coming," Stem said. "But really, shh. With you being so noisy, I bet they can here you from the Hives!"
Nightcrawler rolled their eyes. "Mk. Anyways, what have you been do'n?"
"Fighting the war. Killing dragons."
All of them stared at Stem. She shifted on her talons.
"How about you guys?" She said, feeling as though she was the most grim dragon ever.
"Well..." They looked at each other.
"I lost my father," Slick scale said. "I-I..." He voice cracked.
"I'm sorry to hear that- wait. You don't blame me and my tribe?" Stem asked.
"Well, yes, I blame your tribe. But not you, Stem. You never did anything." He eyes were full of sadness.
Stem looked away. Why had her tribe done this? 
To survive. Stem knew that. Still, looking at her friends, she could hardly belive they were meant to attack each other. Kill each other.
My tribe would do it in a heartbeat.
After that, they talked till Nightcrawler said, "We had better get going."
Stem nodded and walked away, back to her tribe.
==Chapter 3==
After that, Stem stayed away from her tribe as much as she could.
She was so busy thinking, she didn't even notice the Leafwing behind her till they said, "Stem! Sequoia called a meeting!"
"I- I'm sorry! I didn't...hear," She said lamely.
"Huh-uh." Said the dragon. Stem knew her; Leaf shade. "Well come on, then. And this time, come!"
Stem followed timidly.
The other Leafwings were waiting. When she joined them, she heard a few whispers.
Tying to ignore them, she went to her seat and faced the queen. She expected to be scolded for being late, but the queen simply started, "Hello, my fellow Leafwings. As you know, we need a new plan, because the Hivewings are dive bombing us with flamesilk. Any ideas?"
"Maybe...trying to put them out?" Said a random leafwing.
"That's a good idea!" Said Sequoia.
"But what if they try to relight them, or they stop us?" Asked Stem.
"Then we fight them," Said Sequoia. "And if that doesn't work, we might want to dystroy their supply."
Many dragons nodded.
"I'm wondering if we should send in some dragons to spy," Said Leaf shade. "That way, we can find out if they have plans."
"That sounds good," Said the queen. "If no one has anything else to say, then meeting dissmissed!"
No one said anything else.
Stem yawned. It was getting late. She went to her makeshift nest, where a dragon waited. 
"Um, what do you want, Leaf shade?" Stem asked.
"Just passing on a message: We're fighting toworrow."
Then she walked away. Sighing, Stem plopped down in her bed, but she doubted she would get to sleep anytime soon.
=== Part two: Battles of the trees ===
==Chapter 4 ==
Leafwings were gathering. They grabbed weapons and armor. A few grabbed jugs of water, so that they could put of fires. Stem herself would be fighting through the Hivewing's and Silkwing's lines, then putting out the fires.
"Alright, Leafwings!" Sequoia called. "Get ready!" She flew into the air. "Follow me!" She called. Then the air was filled with the sounds of wing beats.
* * *
They flew for awhile, until Sequoia said, "Stop,"
Before them was the Hivewing army. Masses of armor, spears, and red, orange and yellow scales.
"Leafwings, attack!" Roared Sequoia.
The armies clashed.
Claws scraped Stem's wing, leaving a bloody scratch. Stem growled and swiped at the Hivewing who had attacked her. He backed away.
She leapt at another, knocking him down. He fought, but not hard enough. She slashed at his throat and felt him go limp.
She whirled to attack another when she saw Leaf shade being attacked. Though Leaf shade attacked him, Stem could see her tiring. She used her Leafspeak to grow a vine to strangle the Hivewing.
"Thanks," Said Leaf shade quickly, before charging off.
Stem charged blindly through the fighting. She nearly crashed into a throng of Hivewings. They attacked.
Stem would have been killed if not for the wall of thorn bushes that intangled them.
"You're welcome," Said a sage green Leafwing. She had red claws, frills and horns.
"T-thanks," Stammered Stem. She turned and jumped into the fray.
A dark purple dragon, with black eyes and a red-brown underbelly, attacked her. They swiped at her talons. Stem backed away as another Leafwing attacked them. The Leafwing was throw aside.
Stem didn't stick around. She could smell fire. Hissing, she whirled around, looking for something she could use to put out the now-raging fires.
"Here!" A Leafwing pushed a jug of water into her talons. Their scales were yellow, with light green flecks and a dark green underbelly.
"Thanks," She said. She raced off, towards the trees-many of Leafwings were doing the same-but as soon as they had separated from the main army, a large group of Hivewing cut them off in a way the kept them from rejoining the army. More Hivewings poured out of the woods. They had walked strait into an ambush.
One leapt at the now surrounded Leafwings. A larger Leafwing, Mulch, swiped him away. He fell back, but the other Hivewings stalked closer.
"W-what do we do?" Gulped a young Leafwing.
"Fight or flight, right?" Asked another. 
Stem looked at the sky. A few Hivewings were circling above, and more waited in the trees.
"Just fight," She sighed. At that, the Hivewings attacked.
Stem's mind went on autopilot. Strike here. Slash there.
A red Hivewing with orange stripes and a black muzzle growled and attacked her. She hissed and rolled as he shot acid from his tail. It hit the tip of her tail, on the leaf shaped fan.
Searing pain shot up her tail. She roared in fury and threw him into the trees, which were burning a lot now.
She was about to attack another Hivewing. Looking around, the battle wasn't going well. The young Leafwing lay limp in heap. Two Hivewings were ganging up on another.
Suddenly, she heard Mulch call, "Lookout, Stem!" As a force slammed into her. She hit a rock when she fell, and everything went dark.
== Chapter 5==
Stem woke up, feeling awful. Her head hurt. Her tail hurt.
Her first thought was that she was back at the Leafwing camp. But the floor was stone. Her tribe's camp didn't have stone floors.
She looked up. She was in a jail cell. She looked around, and two and two came together.
A guard stood at the door.
"W-where am I?" She deamanded, though she had an idea.
The guard snorted. "The Leaf dragon wakes,"
"I beg your pardon!" She snapped. He ingored her. She could see they were a Hivewing.
Which meant she was a prisoner of the Hivewings.
* * *
She didn't move much. She ate the food they brought her, though she disliked it. She knew the Hivewing guards wouldn't care if she didn't eat.
"Our Queen wants to find your tribe's weakness. Tomorrow, she'll come here," They told her.
After that, Stem sighed and closed her eyes, vowing that she would not tell Wasp a single thing.
She woke to many voices. A group of dragonets were touring the jail, from the sound of it.
"And over here, we have a scary Leaf dragon!" The tour guide was saying, "They are also now as Leafwings. Be careful! These leafy dragons are very... aggressive."
Stem looked up and hissed. Many dragonets, some her age, jumped back. They seemed to be a mix of Hivewings and Silkwings.
Then she noticed them. Her friends. They stood in the group, eyes wide. They quickly looked away.
"Alright, class, let's move on. Wasp will take care was this Leafwing." The teacher said. The group left.
* * *
Stem looked up when the guard muttered, "Finally, Tick's turn," And left. Many of the other guards did this.
"Psst, Stem!" Came a voice.
"Wh-what? Nightcrawler?" Stem asked.
Her friends stepped out of the shadows. 
"I-what are you guys-" 
"Here to free you. Come on!" Nightcrawler said. 
With that, he unlocked the cell. Stem stepped out. There were no guards in the tunnels. 
"Quick, they'll be back!" Slick scale called. 
Stem ran down the halls, her friends hard on her heels. 
==Chapter 6 ==
It seemed like their luck would keep up.
No one had tried to stop them, though from time to time Stem could hear dragons shouting.
They were just entering a outdoor garden where four guards flew in front of them. Stem's friends hid out of sight.
"You there! Surrender!" They shouted.
"No," Stem said. "I'd rather not."
The plants in the garden surged forwards, knocking them over.
He friends said, "Go! We'll be fine!" And Stem flew off.
* * *
When she came back to camp, she was shocked to see how many injuries there were.
"Stem," Said a voice. It was Queen Sequoia. "Where have you been?"
"D-didn't Mulch tell you?" She asked.
Sequoia looked grim. "We can't. Mulch is knocked out."
"B-but how about everyone else?" She asked.
"Dead," Said Sequoia.
"W-what?! But how did Mulch survive?"
"She fled. We thought you had, too."
"I-I was a prisoner of the Hivewings,"
Sequoia gasped. "But how did you get free?" She demanded.
I can't tell them about my friends. Stem thought.
"I, uh, used my leafspeak to grow a vine to get the key and knock out the guard." She said.
"I see," Said Queen Sequoia. She didn't seem convinced.
"Well," Said a yellowish Leafwing with dark brown eyes, "You had better get some rest."
"All right, Snapdragon." Stem said.
She left to go to her nest.
===Part three: Flames and tragedy===
==Chapter 7==
Stem was dreaming. She was in a forest of flames. 
Stem yelped. The flames didn't hurt her, but that didn't make it any less terrifying.
She heard a voice and jumped. It seemed as though it came from the roar of the fire.
Of five dragonets
one shall survive
Of five dragonets
four will die
of five dragonets
one shall learn
of five dragonets
four will burn
Stem tried to run, but she couldn't. The flames seemed to swallow her.
Stem woke with a start. Sunlight shined through the window in her nest.
"STEM!" A voice shouted. It was Leaf shade's.
Stem fell out of bed. "Coming!" She yelped. 
The Leafwings had gathered. Queen Sequoia was speaking.
"-We must retreat," She was saying. Many dragons broke out in protest.
"What?"
"No way!"
"We're Leafwings! We don't retreat!"
"Now, now, Leafwings. We might be able to trick the Hivewings."
No one looked convinced. Stem wasn't.
"Alright, meeting dismissed." Sequoia said.
The Leafwing scattered. No one looked back. Stem sighed and walked into the woods. 
It was shady in the woods. Without knowing it, she was walking torwards the edge the woods.
"Stem?" Asked a voice in supprise.
She turned. And there were her friends, Dusky wing, Slick scale, Nightcrawler, Stag.
==Chapter 8==
Stem starred at them in shock.
"What are you doing here!?" She asked, so much like the day she at seen them the first time she saw them, near her nest.
"Here to see you. We feel like the Hivewings are planing something-" Said Stag. "-They wouldn't tell me. I'm a dragonet."
"But-my tribe would never listen," Stem said.
"They have to listen!" Slick'scale said.
"They won't." Stem said. "Maybe you just think they're planning something. We have a spy or two-"
"Yeah. And they're dead. Caught by guards." Dusky wing said, sighing.
"W-what? How? Dusky wing, you never told us this!" Nightcrawler said, looking shocked and hurt.
"I didn't think it was important..." Muttered Dusky wing.
"The Hivewings are evil!" Growled Stem. "Every single one!"
Nightcrawler and Stag were silent.
"Stem..." Slick scale started. "Did you...were they family?"
"Yes! My mother! And a close friend," Stem said. She would not cry. Leafwings didn't cry.
"I get it, Stem. I lost family too." Slick scale said.
"I lost both my mother and my father," Hissed Dusky wing. He looked sad, but also grumpy.
"My-my mother," Was all Stag could say.
"Me too," Said Nightcrawler, who looked at the edge of tears.
"This war has teared dragon's family apart," Said Slick scale, "And friends, too."
"Stag. Nightcrawler. I'm sorry. I don't blame you. I blame your tribe. I just wish..." She trailed off.
"Maybe some day there will be peace...?" Said Stag said hopefully.
"Maybe-" Stem started, but was cut off by the yelling of her Queen.
"Hivewings are setting the trees on fire!" Yelled Queen Sequoia.
==Chapter 9==
"We have to go!" Yelled Stem.
All around her, she could hear dragons yelling. The smell of smoke...and the sound of trees yelling.
Ow burnsss help ussss hurtsssss stop it stop it dragonssss of fire owww
Suddenly heat washed over her, and the whole forest was ablaze. Just like her dream.
"Friends! Come on!" She yelped. They were stiff with terror, starring at the flames.
"GUYS!" She yelled. That snapped they out of their trance.
"But...where do we go?" Asked Slick scale in terror. Flames lapped the tree trunks. The air was filled with smoke. They couldn't fly out; there were flames in the tree tops.
"Come on!" She dove through a small space of none-burning in the inferno. He friends followed her, running, jumping and clambering through the trees. They came to another clearing. Stem was about to say 'Turn around' when a entire tree fell in the space from with they had came. It seemed like a cruel joke; like fate was having a laugh.
Stem felt despair like never before. They were trapped.
"No!" Yelled Dusky wing. He ran into the bushes.
"Dusky wing!" Stem called. There was no way he could survive those flames. Neither could they.
Flames crawled towards them.
Logs crashed through the trees. Heat scorched everything.
This is the end. Thought Stem. Fate wanted to claim her and her friends, so it would.
But in the end, fate allowed me to meet my friends. So maybe fate isn't evil. It just...has a mind of its own.
Stem closed her eyes. The flames washed over her. 
Then darkness.
==Epilogue==
Postman sat on an outcropping jutting out from Wasp hive.
The savanna was pale in the dusk. The duck made him think of his old name; Dusky wing.
He carried a sadness. The flames had claimed his friends.
"Postman!" Called a voice. He shock himself and stood.
Tarantula, the dragonet he cared for, was starring at him. She always had a gleam in her eyes.
"I'm almost an adult." She said. "You can tell me now."
"W-what?" He demnaded.
"You told me that when I'm older, you'd tell me why you're sad."
"Oh," Sighed Postman. "I lost...friends in the war. They got stuck in a fire set by Hivewings. Not their fault. Not the Hivewing's fault."
"The Leafwing's fault!" Said Tarantula.
"What??"
"They didn't let Wasp rule them. The Started a war."
"You're right," he hissed. "Not my friend's fault. The Leafwing's fault."
Maybe some day I'll get revenge.
==Final notes==
Thank you to all who read the fanfic!
This is my 3rd fanfic complete.
I hope you enjoyed this.
-The copy slime
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