SOLAR (Fanfic)

==author notes?? maybe==
Feel free to edit if there are any spelling mistakes. My spelling is scrap.
Heyyy, you know that poll I did? Well this is what its for. Also inspired by the example on this post. 
Wip currently lol, subject to change
These are very short words.
Ok, nevermind. Every week. An update.
==PROLOGUE==
The NightWing swiftly pulled out an informational scroll from the rack, with letters hastily scrawled across the fragile page written in deep black ink. She carefully unrolled the scroll to reveal an array of unorganized facts and documentation.
Aha! she thought. "Strange Occurrences and Defects in Dragonets,". An old, but very interesting one. Not wanting to waste anymore time, she quickly unrolled it more. Her eyes then darted to another section of the scroll. "Abilities", it read. Hmm. These scrolls I found in Possibility are very interesting...
Being a new mother, she needed to learn about possible defects so she can raise her first dragonet properly, before its inevitable hatching, in case she had one of these. It is midday, and it's going to hatch soon. I need to get back to the rainforest, which is half a continent away!
But if I head back now, I won't have any information...
With a deep breath, she began to read. 
Powers
Sometimes, in rare moments, a dragonet can have a mutation, whether it be physiological or structural. These include:
*Unusually high pain tolerance
*Reverse mind-reading or prophecy (can only occur when a NightWing dragonet hatches under a Sun Dog)
*Flames that are brighter or hotter than the average fire (only found in fire-breathing tribes)
*Wings equipped with feathers
*Enhanced diet; stomachs could take almost anything
Hmm... she wondered. The NightWing then proceeded to grab another scroll out from the rack to learn more about a Sun Dog. Isn't that when it looks like there's three suns in the sky? Imagine if I was born under one of them. It'd be horrific if people could read my thoughts. 
She then glanced outside. To her surprise, it was unusually bright. Then, she thought for a moment.
Agh, my eyes!
Rays of light shone through the holes in her hut.
And there, like blazing balls of fire suspended above the baked blue sky, were what seemed to look like three suns.
==CHAPTERS ==
===CHAPTER ONE: REASSURANCE===
It's fine! Everything's fine. I can make my way through this. I WILL make my way through this. Everything's fine. Everything's fine. Yes.
No, nothing's fine!
Cloverleaf paced around in circles, mindlessly nervous thoughts continously bounced off of the walls in her mind. Fear struck the residents in the NightWing village; an unforeseen plague has terrorized the inhabitants. Even Shatteredfeather, the bravest NightWing Cloverleaf knew. 
Why am I even thinking? People can READ MY THOUGHTS. I hate it all. I hate it all. I hate it all! They'll see me as a coward!
Oh, moons...
She worriedly flapped her wings, acting as if stress was a physical force she was able to fan away. I can do this. I CAN DO THIS. 
I'll be forced to stay with everyone. In short, MY thoughts will be displayed on a giant pamphlet, for EVERYONE to read!
Or will I? 
Cloverleaf decided on a way to shield her thoughts from everyone. Skyfire. But I don't have any, and I won't be able to get any because of a possible shelter-in place lockdown. Oh, bat droppings! 
After lots of decisions, thought after thought, she eventually chose to simply deal with it. Oh, no, she wasn't going to think about anything from now on. Even if I run into a really hard dilemma.
While she was thinking, another NightWing ran into her at full speed, uncareful of where she was going. Not Shatteredfeather, again!
"Hey, watch where you're going!" Cloverleaf yelled at the NightWing, who crashed into her like she was an obstacle.
"Maybe YOU shouldn't stand in the middle of random pathways, worrying about some random sickness that HASN'T EVEN AFFECTED YOU!" Shatteredfeather shot back, arrogantly.
"WHY WERE YOU EVEN IN MY THOUGHTS, ANYWAY?" She snapped. "THEY'RE NOT WORDS ON A POSTER FOR THE PUBLIC TO READ!"
"Well, I can't help it!" Shatteredfeather argued, in a stubborn tone. "It's YOU'RE fault you're like this!"
"Oh, so it's MY FAULT?" The bottle of undying rage Cloverleaf had been adding to every day had finally popped, impulsively splattering a substance of pure anger everywhere around her.
"I HAVE TO DEAL WITH NOSY IDIOTS LIKE YOU, WHO SNOOP INTO MY THOUGHTS WITHOUT ANY SENSIBLE REASON!"
"JEEZ, WOULD YOU LIKE YOUR THOUGHTS TO BE EXPOSED TO RANDOM DRAGONS PASSING BY?"
Unanticipated exasperation struck a bolt throught Cloverleaf, spontaneously spreading throughout her veins that seemed like they would pop at any moment. She quivered in fury, only caring about bundling up all of her indignation and shoving in into Shatteredfeather's thick skull.
But before Shatteredfeather could shout back a response to her sudden outburst, Cloverleaf stomped away, only seeing red. Her muscles felt tense; her talons were hot and shaking with frustration. She reached her small hut, slamming the wooden door behind her.
===CHAPTER TWO: CONFINEMENT ===
It was over. It was all over. The dreaded plague had finally spread all over through the rainforest. Someone claimed that Queen Glory issued a lockdown, so all dragons must stay inside their homes. But the dragonets, though, are forced to stay in a large hut altogether. For safety, apparently. That was exactly where Cloverleaf was trapped. In a building, with millions of dragonets. A million possibilities for them to read her mind. It was only the morning, did she really need all of this?
How will I manage?
Cloverleaf started comparing options in her mind, as NightWing and RainWing dragonets passed by her, flashes of vibrant colour with a mix of gleaming ebony black scales appeared all around her. She suddenly stopped thinking, in fear of the fact that someone could be lurking in her head right now.
Suddenly, Cloverleaf spotted Shatteredfeather and lost all thought.
Great.
She began to walk away, not wanted to see the athletic NightWing after her emotional eruption.
But apparently, it didn't work as Shatteredfeather approached her.
"What was that rage thing you did when you got angry?" she asked, curiously
Oh. Acting like NOTHING HAPPENED.
Yeah. You definitely didn't treat me like an obstacle.
"Well, ok. Scratch that. Did you forgot that I can read your mind?"
A bone chilling fear spread through Cloverleaf's veins.
Oh no.
"Uhh, uhm-" Cloverleaf stuttered uncontrollably as her dark orange diamond markings turned red with intense emotion.
Without a thought, she spread her wings and began to fly away.
Escape! That's what you've needed to do! yelled a voice in her subconscious.
But the infection will get you sick! argued another.
Cloverleaf's desire to leave overcame to fear, and not long after, she soared out of the window. 
She was then up in the air, a dense expanse of rainforest just metres below her. 
And by the time the hut was out of sight, her wings were tired. Cloverleaf flew downwards to secure shelter in the peaceful rainforest, tall trees towering over her as the gusts of light wind blew through her wings. An army of moss crept over dull grey rocks, making them feel slightly soft to the touch. 
I like this place. 
No eavesdropping NightWings here to shun my thoughts. 
The nature is all I need. 
Unfortunately, nothing lasts forever. The tranquil quickly passed by, and she felt a sharp, shooting pain in her right leg. 
And before she knew it, she blacked out, and collapsed to the ground. 
===CHAPTER THREE: FLY IN A WEB===
"Hah, she had no idea what was coming!" laughed a peculiar voice.
The noise of talons along stone woke Cloverleaf up. She looked up, and realized that this wasn't the rainforest.
Where did they take me? Who even-
"Don't bother asking who we are." reassured another.
Cloverleaf's abductors were large and quite slim. Their scales were pale yellow, and one of them had weirdly shaped jewellery on her neck and limbs. 
"I'm Cockatiel, and these idiots are Cinnamon and Seagull." said the jewellery one, clearly ignoring what Seagull said.
Cloverleaf tried to move away, but she realized that her wings were bound with metal chains.
"Don't worry, we're not gonna kill you or anything."
Not thinking about her abductors at all, the NightWing became fully aware that her captors were also dragonets, like her.
How di- Where did they find the RainWing tranquilizer darts?
Atleast, that was what Cloverleaf presumed the object that knocked her unconcious to be.
"Ah, simple! We st-" Seagull said, before being cut off.
"SHUSH IT, you conniving viper!" angrily shouted Cinnamon.
"Anyways, stay right here. Do not leave." he continued.
"We're just going to get food!" Cockatiel said.
The three SandWings then left the stone room, leaving Cloverleaf stuck there, unable to go anywhere. 
So Cloverleaf sat there, and waited. It wasn't worth trying to get the chains off. The trio of argumentative SandWings were gone a long time. She still couldn't figure out where she was. Was she in the desert? 
No, it doesn't feel hot here. It's actually quite cold.
Definitely not in the rainforest. They would've been spotted the trio instantly.
Cloverleaf began to overthink and felt quite dizzy. She'd lost total track of time, she wasn't sure whether it was morning or afternoon. So many questions Cloverleaf had were left unanswered, in a state of limbo. The where-was-she question had contorted into all the other questions Cloverleaf had, unresolved and indetermined.
Agh, I hate this place. I miss Starstrike. I miss Constellation. I even miss the weird group of SandWings and Shatteredfeather.
Suddenly, talonsteps echoed in the strange stone room. Could they be Cockatiel, Cinnamon and Seagull? 
I hope so. I hate being lonely. 
Cloverleaf felt genuinely disappointed that the SandWings haven't returned yes.
And so, she waited, and waited for them to come back. Maybe the mysterious talonsteps weren't them. she thought sadly.
--
A while had passed now. The three still weren't back, and Cloverleaf was starting to get a little worried.
Don't be sad!
They stole you from the rainforest!
Cloverleaf has always had a strange problem of being emotionally attached to people. I hope they return soon.
More unforeseen talonsteps could be heard, and Cloverleaf get her hopes up. I bet that's them. Food doesn't take THAT long to find, anyways. There's plenty of fruit in the rainforest, I like it, altough the others don't particularly eat fruit.
And, while she was thinking, a white head smothered with gold scales peeked into the room.
Cockatiel!
Cloverleaf could recognize the jingling of her uneccesary necklaces and loose rings that Cockatiel carried with her.
"Yeah, I know. It's me! And Seagull, but who cares about him?"
An angered "hey!" sound came from behind her, which Cloverleaf presumed to be the arrogant SandWing himself.
"Cinnamon's behind us, carrying some of the food we brought home. Hungry?" Cockatiel held up a large desert rat that she quickly impaled with her claw.
"And-" said Seagull, trying to talk without getting cut off.
"-AND we have news. You're gonna be staying with us! Here, let me undo your chains."
With a loud CLICK sound, the weight of the cold metal was lifted off.
===CHAPTER FOUR: CRYSTAL CLEAR===
Cockatiel should have been regarded as regal to the other SandWings - she was elegant, graceful, and swift. Except, she would kill to get her way. Instead of being praised by her tribe, she was seen as a cold blooded murderer. The only other SandWings who interacted with her were her three best friends - Cinnamon, Seagull, and Dyssodia, more outcasts just like her. The four were an unstoppable but violent quartet, fighting their way through things. They never backed down, and almost managed to to steal the dreamvisitor in the SandWing treasury. 
That was until Dyssodia was stolen by some filthy NightWings. Cockatiel remembered every frightening bit of it - the horrific screams she heard when she walked in on the scene, the shattered plates on the floor that Dyssodia tried to use in retalliation - it was all crystal clear in her mind. 
So, from that moment on, Cockatiel would dedicate her whole life on finding Dyssodia. Like Dyssodia herself, she wouldn't give up. Cockatiel was determined to find her. She'd killed four NightWings, and held 7 captive, then either killed or released them. Except, something seemed off about the one they'd just stolen. For some reason, the NightWing was able to project her thoughts. I don't know if it's at will or not. 
To get her mind off of Dyssodia, Cockatiel grabbed a scroll from a scroll rack she'd stolen in Possibility, her home after the four were banished from the Kingdom of Sand.
Strange Occurrences and Defects in Dragonets
Sometimes, dragonets can be born with weird characteristics. This scroll simply lists and explain the weirdest things seen in the History of Pyrrhia.
Ah, this seems interesting.
Cockatiel continued to read the rest of the scroll, until she got to the NightWing section. I'd stayed up all night, but this scroll is seriously worth it!
NightWings, when they hatch under the light of 3 full moons, will have enhanced mind reading and prophecy. On the contrary, however, when one hatches under a Sun Dog (a rare weather phenomena, when a crystal casts refracted light into the sky to resemble three suns) - they will have the same powers as being thrice born, except reversed.
===CHAPTER FIVE: SUNGAZER===
Cloverleaf stared into the pale blue sky, wishing to be back at the NightWing village. Sure, Cockatiel's nice, Cinnamon's quiet, and Seagull doesn't bother talking, but I miss the rainforest.
When the rain pattered on the delicate ferns and dripped down the large leaves.
When you could find parrots squawking everywhere.
When the crickets chirped at the dark empty night.
She'd missed it all.
It was twilight in this large house in Possibility. Cloverleaf eyed the darkness, splattered with shining bright stars that seemed to resemble headlights. The NightWing never really cared about nighttime. She'd preferred the bright rays of light that beamed from a scorching hot ball in the sky. There was just something calming about it.
The Sun provided all of the dragons and dragonets living in Pyrrhia with almost all of their needs - light, food, and heat. Cloverleaf sometimes read in scrolls stories about if the sun vanished. She'd go to sleep with nightmares thinking about the strobelights or the zombified survivors. 
I hate how dark it is.
Cloverleaf wished she could reach her talons far into the sky and grab the Sun and position it in a way that it would never be able to go down.
I think I'd stayed up. I'd better go to bed.
-
She thought her brain was lying when her eyes said that there were three suns.
Oh, it would only be a dream to gaze into their bright light.
Her mother studied the weather, and had always told her about something called a Sun Dog. 
"There was one the day I'd laid you!" she'd always joke, thoughtfully.
The sky tight now was a bright blue, with almost no clouds. Dragons chattered and discussed about certain topics under the gaze of the three Suns.
Possibility was now awakening and it was lively and melodic, but hidden away under the ground, trouble was brewing.
===CHAPTER SIX: WATCH THE INFECTION SPREAD===
She couldn't possibly comprehend what she was seeing. The village looked like a barren wasteland, with moldy looking corpses surrounding her, covered in fungi. The mycelium had overgrown some of her loved ones' bodies as the loud downpour mixed with the crimson red blood. 
Wh-
Cloverleaf was shocked at the horrific sight - she didn't know that the virus would've gotten this out of hand. 
Her scales felt itchy as she eyed the cobwebs creeping up the houses, with other NightWing or RainWing limbs embedded in the bloodstained silky weavings, like a fly in a web.
Things like eyeballs, talons, and teeth were laying cluttered on the ground.
The rainforest floor was red and bloodsoaked as other web-covered corpses lay lifeless.
No no no no no no
NO NO NO
This can't be real. I'm dreaming, right?
What sort of sick dream is this?
Pleaseletitbefakepleaseletitbefakepleaseletitbefakepleaseletitbefakepleaseletitbefake
The trees were draped in cobwebs with the same items - eyes, teeth, and talons.
THIS IS JUST A NIGHTMARE
Well, a really BAD nightmare.
She heard hissing noises reverberate from inside of the gigantic tree's branches. 
"I can hear you!"
Fear struck her as a bonechilling being seemed to crawl down Cloverleaf's spine.
She then felt an uncomfortable pain from her talons and she looked down to see it.
To her horror, a pair of two bloodshot eyes had grown on each of them, her fear increasing every second. Her wings felt numb, as if they were torn off her and her legs felt awfully heavy.
The pain was inevitable, and the eyes suddenly exploded, eruptions of blood splattered everywhere, her body frozen in a state of locked-in syndrome.
She could only watch as her surroundings flared up into flames, the heat flooding up in the atmostphere.
Cloverleaf then swooned, and fell to the ground.
===CHAPTER SEVEN: THE INHABITANCE===
Huh?
Wasn't I... in...
She could barely get her thoughts straight. 
The... r rrsrs.rsor/&203
Wake up! You're sleeping.
Well. paralysed instead, but THAT'S NOT THE POINT!
Just wake up already. The SandWings probably already left.
For a moment, Cloverleaf struggled to wake up, writhing and quivering in her sleep. Cockatiel, Cinnamon, and Seagull were out getting food, she guessed.
Finally, she managed to wake up with a jolt that should have shook the room she was in. 
Something seems fishy though.
Cloverleaf gazed at the floo-
There was no floor.
What? Beneath her, a large hole opened up that was so deep it looked like a portal to another world. 
Should I go in? 
I mean, I have wings. 
I could fly if anything were to go wrong. 
Cloverleaf outstretched her wings, ready to jump inside and possibly face off whatever was in there, if there was anything. 
Besides, nothing can go wrong. It's a dream, after all. she thought, about to make the leap of faith and jump into the mysterious pit of darkness. 
She hurtled towards what seemed like a bottomless pit, 
----
plan (for once!) 
sooo cloverleaf falls into the pit, and when she hits the ground, its like rlly cold. she gets visions and stuff (not actual nightewing vsision.s)
===CHAPTER EIGHT:===
==EPILOGUE==
==REFERENCES==
WHERE I FOUND STROBELIGHTS
==GALLERY==
Just, like, random things I decide to draw. Fanart is also accepted :thumbsup:
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