Deep Down Inside

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 AN: This takes place in the future about 300 years after TFOH.
== Queens: ==
IceWings: Queen Blizzard
MudWings: Queen Mossy
Nightwings/Rainwings: Queen Astrapia
Sandwings: Queen Caracal 
Seawings: Queen Chalcedony
Skywings: Queen Maroon
== Summary ==
Nightingale is a Sky/Night hybrid who wants to be in a romantic relationship with a Sea/Night hybrid named Angler. Unfortunately, she suffers from CPTSD thanks to her father, Darkheart's, abuse. But, Angler looks more like a Nightwing than a Seawing. After a while, she finally musters up the courage to talk to him.
But, just when everything is going smoothly, Princess Meteora shows up and reveals herself to be Angler's ex-girlfriend. Now, her chances with him are at stake, even more now that a rumor is going around that they're back together. Do they get together, or is Nightingale destined to live alone like she believes?
== Prologue ==
=== 12 Years Ago ===
==== Cockatoo ====
== Chapter 1 ==
=== 12 Years Later ===
==== Nightingale ====
Snuggling her mate and being tackled by her dragonets was Nightingale's dream. She desperately wanted to be with a partner that made her feel safe. Protected, even. But, unfortunately, she couldn't. Not after what her father, Darkheart, put her through. She rarely called him her father, but rather an abusive monster who made her life a nightmare. Unfortunately, she couldn't hide some parts of her, like her straight horns and night sky-like underwings on her large wings. Others, like her black tongue, could be hidden if she didn't speak.
She panned her mahogany eyes around the library, staring longingly at the romance section. A couple of her scrolls, titled under her pen name "Ember", were on there with Pyrrhian Bestseller stickers. She was working on her third scroll, Resurfacing Heart. Today was a weekend, so few dragons were in the Jade Mountain Academy library. There was a Mudwing buried in a scroll and a Rainwing with dull green scales that flashed light blue and dark green, reading a scroll from the horror genre. She recognised the regularly muted green Rainwing as Canopy, a regular in the library.
They walked to her and said, "I'd like to check out this scroll, please!" with yellow taking up their scales.
"Of course," she piped up, logging a second scroll with the scroll name--Controlling Whispers, then stated, "It's due next week."
"Okay!" they whisper-squealed, then speed-walked away. 
She laughed a bit, finding the Rainwing's joy infectious. She wished she could be as carefree as them before being quickly reminded why as she regretfully remembered her abuse with Darkheart. Nightingale grabbed her desk, taking deep breaths and centring herself in the library. She glanced around, using the 54321 method she learned from her boss, Lady Caracara. 
"Hello?" a dark blue dragon with pine-green eyes greeted her. "Are you alright?"
"I'm alright. Just trying to keep my cool," Nightingale answered.
"Uhm, alright. Your head whipped back, and you were curled up like something was attacking you. I just wanted to see if you were alright."
She looked for something to say. Something, anything! Instead, she caught herself analysing every detail; the strange dragon had dark blue scales with webbed Nightwing spines and a strong jaw, like Darkheart. Oh no. Her mind was flooded with panic as she reminded herself why she shouldn't trust this dragon. She started hyperventilating, and she started crying but forced herself not to. Nightingale forced herself to look for five things she could see. 
Scroll, shelf, desk, she listed, trying to force out the flashbacks. Floor. Talons.
It helped little. Pretty soon, Nightingale was on the floor, screaming and shaking.
== Chapter 2 ==
She is hiding from a considerably sized dragon with dark purple scales, a silver underbelly, and dark brown eyes. Her mother, Cockatoo, is at Queen Maroon's castle in her archives. She is gone a lot for her job. This allows Darkheart to hurt her. Why? Well, he has a short temper and has hurt her over the small things. Today, he is mad at her for breaking a vase holding a buttercup, his favourite flower. She creeped out as soon as the coast was clear before Darkheart yelled at her for not listening and threw her against the wall, insulting her. She starts screaming apologies to try and calm her father. Then, her sister, Duskfire, jumps in and starts whispering something.
"Hey, hey. I'm here. I'm here," Nightingale peeked out of her wings to an orange dragon with yellow underscales over her, placing a claw near her. Her warm, amber eyes washed over her, a calming effect showering over her. 
"Sorry about that." she mumbled, getting up.
"No worries. Your flashbacks are something you can't control. What did Lord Angler do to trigger a flashback?"
"Exist. Angler looks a lot like Shadoworgan," she said, using her nickname for Darkheart so she didn't get triggered. "I know it's stupid, but I can't help it."
“Hey, you can’t control what he did to you. It’s not stupid that you have trauma from him!” she asserted, getting a protective, angry look on her face. Nightingale got scared with the anger, but the only thing keeping her here was that Lady Caracara’s anger was from wanting to protect Nightingale as opposed to harming her. 
Nightingale smiled, happy that her surrogate mother
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