A Perilous Journey

Category:Fanfictions
Category:Fanfictions (Canon)
Category:Fanfictions (Incomplete)
Category:Genre (Adventure)
Category:Genre (Romance)
Category:Genre (Short Story)
A dragon flies over the sea.
Checkerspot flies across the ocean. She was the last of the SlikWings who had escaped before they were rounded up to be taken to the Hive's. Her purple and gray speckled wings were beating hard against the wind. She had to make it to the next island so she could rest.
She needed to find the next island to rest on. She could recuperate there. Before flying on to the next continent. The lost continent. She looks down at her leaf again. It had the patterns of maps on it. Clearsight really cared about them.
Once she reached that continent she could find help. Save her tribe from the HiveWings. Maybe even find LeafWings that haven't been killed yet. She couldn't ever stop fighting. Her family needed her. If her family was still alive that is.
She looked up at the graying skies. She started to miss her family. They might be in more danger than they were flying across the ocean. She looks at the oncoming land. She was almost there. She almost had the help she needed.
I am going to get the help I need finally!
She lands on the sandy shore. She didn't know what this place was, but she was just happy to be on land again.
The first thing I need to do is to find shelter. Then I can find help for my tribe.
She drags her talons across the ground. She looked forward. She would be perfectly fine as long as she kept on moving. Her whole tribe's future rested on her shoulders.
She finds a huge hollowed out cave. It was an amazing place she could stay. No one was there that could harm her. She could finally have a little bit of rest. Tomorrow she will go out there and find someone who could help her.
Her mind quickly falls asleep and so does her body. She drifts off into a land of dreams and homesickness. Dreams of saving her family. Dreams that Wasp had never turned down that dark path.
It will all be over soon.
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A SandWing crept along the isle. Her guards had reported seeing a strange dragon on the coast. She would have been looking for shelter if she was right. Burn lets her tongue flick out to capture any scents.
There! A scent was leading to a nearby cave. She could finally rest if she had a new play thing. She simulates the new dragon would soon be in her grasp.
She arrives at the cave, her black eyes gleaming. The dragon had four purple wings. She was a unique being. She had a long curving tail, and was more colorful than some of the RainWings she saw.
Burn flicks her tail. Tons of SandWings filed out of the corners. They held chains in their hands. Burn grins as they trap the strange four winged dragon. She opened her eyes to this, but didn't do anything.
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Checkerspot was being dragged along the ground. Rosetta would be so disappointed in her if she saw her right now. She cries. This was all her fault. She would never be able to help her family now.
A giant place rises in front of her. Before they entered the dragon in the lead raised her tail. The dragons dragging her along stopped and dropped her chains.
She turned around to Checkerspot. Grinning, the dragon raised her claws. In one fluid motion she took her claw and tail down on Checkerspot. Stabbing her through the head and heart. The last sound that escaped Checkerspot's mouth was one wordless scream.
The End
Category:Genre (Epistolary)