Claws of Death

Read at your own risk! This fanfiction contains violence/gore, alcoholism, drug overdoses, suicide, murder, abuse, and mild, brief language such as crap and frick.
== Info and Stuff ==
=== Role Call ===
* Sandfox (Protagonist) 
* Carmine (Deuteragonist) 
* Stonefish (Tritagonist)
* Hypothermia (Antagonist)
* Queen Guppy (Minor Character)
* Queen Cinderblock (Minor Character)
* Plankton (Minor Character)
* Seafoam (Minor Character)
* Starfish (Cameo)
=== Locations ===
* The Island Palace 2.0.
* Pyhirrian Mental Hospital
* Possibility
* Dragonbite Den
* Hamlet-That-Worships-the-Whales-Who-Sing-at-Night
=== Events ===
* The Stone Massacre
=== The AU ===
The Stoneheart AU.
== The Actual Story ==
==== Prologue ====
This feeling... Stonefish thought. It's wrong. 
But it's what you were made for. You're even named after a deadly sea creature, yet you deny it? The voice inside his head screeched. That voice. Did other dragons hear voices? Did they have other dragons in their head, yelling at them, commanding them every second of their life. Probably not. But if he told someone... would they put him in a place where crazy dragons went? An asylum? Maybe that was for the better; locked up, with everyone else safe from the threat that he was.
He curled his webbed talons in. He couldn't think like that. Bottle it down and it'll go away. He thought. It's just a phase. He swam over to the mirror, his thick tail propelling him. He was shocked when he saw his own face looking back; a dull, drag grey-green dragon adorned with gold and silver and jewels. He didn't know why but he was expecting someone... different. Someone out of hiding. A dragon covered blood with a crazed look in his eye.
That's not me that's not me JUST STOP IT! His mind screamed. Why him? He born to the perfect, noble family, his father a member of the Queen's council and good friends with her. But his fate wasn't to sit around at lavish parties and laugh and marry another noble and make more noble dragonets. And it wasn't to do good either. THAT IS TOO YOUR DESTINY! He told himself. He narrowed his calm cerulean eyes in the mirror, and saw a glint of something in them. Fear? Anxiety? Happiness? Depression? Then he paused. Insanity? Homicidal thoughts? 
"Never." He flashed in aquatic, the lime green light of his bioluminescent scales lighting up his room. "I am the perfect son of a noble." There was the sound of water swishing to and fro outside his door, like a dragon swimming past. He whipped around and his coral pink door flew open. There, stood the perfect and beautiful sapphire blue shape of his mother.
"Stonefish..." She flashed in that usual, elegant yet impatient way. "The Royal Party has started. Are you even done yet?" 
"Of course, Mother." He replied, dipping his head at her in a respectful and submissive manner as he walked passed her. The voice inside his head yelled, CLAW OUT HER BRAINS! SHE IS A STUPID SON OF A STARFISH! KILL HER! He froze for a moment, and actually considered it. How dare you even think of killing your elders?! He thought disappointingly at himself. He shook the voice off and waited for his mother.
She swam back out with a silver headdress. "You forgot this." She flashed and placed the adornment on his head. She quickly checked all of his jewelry to make sure it was placed properly, and after a few minutes, was finished. She traced her claws along his snout for a moment, and he looked in her dark indigo eyes, searching for any love there. None. Still zero. He thought disappointingly. Maybe I'll prove to her I'm worthy of her love. One day. Dad did it, so it's not impossible. 
She nodded, satisfied with herself, and swam forward without another word. Stonefish twisted around to follow her, out of their house. She swam up to the surface and bobbed her head up elegantly, not even squinting from the sudden sunlight. But when Stonefish came up, he squinted in the sunlight and came up less like an elegant dolphin and more like a blubbering whale who had its tail on fire. 
Then he realized his mother was already swimming toward the Island Palace. He swam after her, his eyes still adjusting to the brightness. When they came out of the water on Sunset Beach, Stonefish was taken back by their intertribal guests: the MudWings. Queen Guppy (which Stonefish always thought was a stupid name) said that it was a party, but really, it was a negotiation to make a trade alliances with the MudWings. But according to Guppy, everything was a party. War meeting? Party. Council meeting on the recent murders and thefts happening around the kingdom? Party! But if the queen said it was a party, it was a party. 
The MudWings were nothing like the SeaWings. Unlike his tribe, who were shades of green and blue, this tribe was all shades of brown, some with amber or gold underscales. There were also taller and bigger and more muscular than any SeaWing, even his own father, who towered over the Council members. Speaking of which, where was he? He turned over to his mother, but she had disappeared. She was talking with a very important looking armored MudWing, and had a very convincing smile on her face. But he knew it was fake. Mother never felt happy. She wanted to make a good impression for her tribe. It made sense, but it broke his spirits that she wouldn't stay with him for longer than two minutes in her own will. 
He scanned the crowd, and saw a familiar shape: Queen Guppy. The shiny green dragon was chatting with a dark russet colored dragon. Each time Guppy laughed, her diamond earrings made a quite ting! ting! ting! kind of sound. Guppy readjusted her crown, which was inlaid with pearls. Stonefish started to feel particularly stabby after staring at the air-headed SeaWing queen, so he turned his attention to the MudWing. She was very big, maybe a hundred years old or so, with a wise, calm and patient expression printed on her face, despite the babbling SeaWing beside her. She had dark red rubies inlaid along her brows and horns. Then he noticed her head adornment: a golden crown. That's Queen Cinderblock of the MudWings! Stonefish realized, paralyzed by fear. I should greet her. 
He stepped forward, and a dark blue dragon walked over to the two queens. He paused, fear prickling along his spine. 
"Oh!" Queen Guppy said, twisting her long neck around to peer at the bejeweled dragon. "Queen Cinderblock, this is my treasurer, Plankton!" Queen Guppy spread her wings towards the noble. Plankton bowed his head in the direction of the elderly MudWing.
"Nice to meet you." Cinderblock said slowly and casually. Her voice was creaky and husky with age, yet kind. She tipped her head at him, and said, "I like your necklace."
"Thank you, Queen Cinderblock." Plankton smiled, his pea-green eyes shining as he wound his claws around his pearl necklace.
"Father." Stonefish called, walking in between him and Guppy. 
"Why, hello, Stonefish!" Guppy said loudly, smiling. "Stonefish is Plankton's son." 
"One moment, Your Majesties, if you will." Plankton said. Cinderblock nodded and so did Guppy. 
Plankton brought Stonefish over to a table where no one was near, and said in a hushed voice, "What is it, son?"
"Nothing... I just wanted to see you I guess... And I was coming to greet the queens and I-"
"Listen..." Plankton said, leaning in and locking his green eyes locked with Stonefish's bright cerulean ones. "This is important. I don't know how to say this nicely but... It's just really important and I can't let anyone mess it up, NOT THAT YOU MESS THINGS UP OR ANYTHING but I just-"
"Please, Dad?" Stonefish pleaded, frowning at his claws. Of course a five-year-old dragonet shouldn't interrupt the queens... Or their councils... "I'll be good. If I want to take your place as the treasurer, I'll have to learn a bit..."
"Very well." His father nodded and whipped around. He beckoned his wings for Stonefish to join him. This is why Stonefish loved his father more than his mother. A small part of him loved her, but she loathed him. She'd take her anger out on him all the time. Whip him. Beat him. Bite him. Claw at him. Call him names. It was horrible. Plankton wasn't there for most of the beatings; he was usually at work. But when he came back, he'd heal Stonefish's wounds and would then cradle him to sleep when he was a little hatchling. Afterward, he'd fight with mom for hours. And they'd fight brightly. They'd always flash their scales at full brightness, waking him up and blinding him.
But here, walking beside his father, their wings touching he felt... at peace. In the corner of his eye, he saw a flicker of orange and red. He looked back, and saw three SkyWings, all female. The two adults, both shades of oranges, were chatting with each other. Underneath their claws, was a maroon dragonet, maybe a few months old if that. The SkyWings smiled down at the little dragonet, and then the maroon dragonet said, "Mommies, can I go play with the other dragonets?"
One of the adult SkyWings, a darker orange color, nodded and walked over to a little playpen with the dragonet running at her heels. Their family is so perfectly functional. Why can't mine be... 
"Stonefish, is something wrong?" His father called, snapping him out of his thoughts.
"Oh, no." Stonefish replied slowly. He blinked, slowly returning back to reality. "Why are SkyWings here?"
"SkyWings are MudWing allies. Queen Ibis sent those two to make sure Cinderblock isn't walking into a deathtrap. They brought their dragonet as well, so. Don't worry; those two are friendly, I spoke a bit with them. Let's get back to the queens." 
Stonefish nodded, and the two SeaWings walked back to the two queens. Plankton talked to the queens about something economic and government and treasure and yada yada yada. He didn't know. He wasn't listening. He dazed at the sight of the giddy maroon dragonet. She seemed... important to him. In the near future. Not now, but later. The four had moved over to a table, where a teal SeaWing was cutting coconuts and serving champagne in them. All of the adults had accepted a cup of the alcoholic beverage. 
And then the familiar elegant figure of his mother came walking forward, accompanied by the same armored MudWing. The MudWing narrowed his brown eyes at Stonefish and he slumped back, pinned under the big MudWing's brown gaze.
"Who are you and why are you so close to my queen, you wretched toad." He said.
"I'm not- I- Er-" Stonefish stammered.
"Leave my son alone, you kelp-face." Plankton growled, stepping in between the bristling MudWing and his son. 
"The nerve!" the MudWing bellowed. "You do you think you are you little-"
"He's right." his mother said, stepping up to the MudWing. His mind flashed brilliantly with hope. "A useless starfish like Stonefish deserves to be nowhere near the queens."
He felt like a mountain dropped him. He snapped. That was the last straw, Mother... In one swift movement, he reached over the table and grabbed the kitchen knife. She opened her mouth to shriek, but it was too late; he thrusted the knife into her chest. The dark red blood flowed over his talons and spilled onto the sand. It was so satisfying. He loved it. He loved the sound of her shrill shriek, her pleads for forgiveness. But she died swiftly. Too quick. He needed more. 
He whipped around and whacked his tail over the head of the MudWing, knocking him unconscious instantly. He threw the knife straight through the head of Guppy. She didn't have time to scream- it pierced her brain instantly and killed her. The blood flowed all over her scales, making her look more like a SkyWing than a SeaWing. a flash of blue, and he was pinned to the ground. But he wouldn't give up; he wanted more. So much more. It wasn't enough. He wrestled all over the beach with dragon, everyone screaming and running and flying and gathering their dragonets. 
He recognized this dragon- her name was Shellfish, and the two went to classes together. He remembered her mother was on the Council, in charge of War. Perfect for this scenario. He thought. He threw the blue dragon off, jumped onto her, and snapped her neck before she could even protest. In the chaos of the battle his jewelry was ripped off and lying all over the beach; a ring here; some pearls there; a headress there... And his knife a few talonsteps away. And an equal distance away from that- one of the SkyWings. She burst after the knife. And so did he. He must admit, the blood was slippery, but he stayed on his talons. He got there a split second before her. But it was good enough. He was fast. Faster than the SkyWing. He picked it up and slashed a deep gash in the throat of the SkyWing, killing her instantly. An arrow shot past him, and lodged into the eye of the lead singer of the performing SeaWing band. He screeched out in agony, and tried to pull it out. But he must've put it at the wrong angle and impaled his brain instead, killing him instantly. The emerald green body fell down the stairs and landed on a little blue dragonet named Starfish, crushing and killing her instantly. Stonefish whipped around to see his attacker. It was Seafoam, a member of the Royal SeaWing Guard. He had a crossbow at the ready. 
Stonefish knew how to take advantage of this. He half-flew, half-jumped onto Seafoam, twisted the crossbow around, and pulled the trigger. Seafoam screeched, and the arrow happily entered his mouth, and then shot out of the other side. 
There was so much screeching. He was blinded by blood. 
It's gonna be updated sometime so yeah ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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