Borealis's Fate

A Few Disclaimers

*This is Based Off of Events in The Sidegroup Pyrrhia Mostly Revolving Around Prince Borealis, The Main Character.*

*This Story is From The Point of View of Prince Borealis.*

*This Story Has a Gore Warning.*

*Now... We Begin...*

Characters in This Story

1. Prince Borealis The Icewing (Main Protagonist)

2. Gecko The Icewing/Rainwing (Prince Borealis's Crush <3)

3. King Ermine The Icewing (Prince Borealis's Father)

4. Coypu The Mudwing (Cult Member/Main Antagonist)

5. Nutria The Mudwing (Fake Prisoner/Cult Member/Secondary Antagonist)

6. Crayfish The Mudwing (Real Prisoner/Caiman's Husband/Side Character)

7. Caiman The Mudwing (Real Prisoner/Crayfish's Wife/Side Character)

8. King Lichen The Mudwing/Icewing (Real Prisoner/Mudwing King)

9. Skua The Seawing (Rescue Mission Participant/Side Character)

10. Pastel The Rainwing (Rescue Mission Participant/Flashback Character)

Prologue

We (The Rescue Mission) Had Been Running Through The Purist Damned For Quite Sometime Now, so Far, We Hadn't Met Any Resistance. As I Ran Around The Room, Unlocking The Many Cells Holding Unfairly Jailed Dragons, I Came Across This Sad, Crying Pair. I Let Them Out of Their Cell and Asked What is Wrong. The Female, Who Was Sniffing Back Tears Said, "Our Son Was Here With us. One of Those Evil Cultists Took Him From The Cell and Executed Him!" These Two Small Sentences Had Brought The Tears Rushing Back Into Her Eyes. "I'm Crayfish," The Male Said. "I..I'm Caiman," The Female Said. "Nice to Meet You," I Said, "My Name is Prince Borealis. Now, Time to Continue This Rescue Mission. *Fwoomph. Fwoomph. Fwoomph.*The Room Was Soon Filling With Mudwing Cultists, But I Kept Running, Unlocking Cages, Bashing in The Heads of Any Cultist Who Came Near me With my Tail Mace or Ripping Open Their Throat With my Serrated Talons. I Thought I Was Safe, Until I Wasn't...

I Heard The Others Screaming About Fake Prisoners, But I Dilidn't Listen, I Was Too Brave, Too Confident. That Was The Worst Mistake of my Life. I Had Just Unlocked a Cage When The Mudwing Inside Came Barreling Into me, Pinning me Onto my Back and Rendering All my Weapons Useless. *It Was a Trap!*I Thought. There Was no Point Trying to Fight, I Knew That Much. This Was a Full Grown Mudwing, The Most Muscular Tribe and I Was Just an Icewing Dragonet, This Dragon Was Obviously Much Stronger Than me.

I Looked Around, Too Terrified to Scream, But Hoping That Someone Would Notice me, and Someone Did, But Not Anyone That Would Save me...

The One Who Spotted me Was a Very Large Mudwing, Even Larger Than The One Pinning me to The Ground, and he Was Stalking Towards me With a Wickedly Sharp Dagger. It Gleamed Cruelly in The Dim Light of The Hall. He Stalked With Such Confidence, Such Purpose, he Obviously Had a Plan.

The One Holding me Down Seperated His Talons to Hold Down The Membranes of my Wings, I Shivered a Little, Practically Knowing This Would be The Death of me. The Mudwing With The Dagger Walked Right up to me and Began Sawing Through The Part of my Right Wing That Attached it to my Body.

Blue Blood Spurted as he Hit The First Blood Vessel. I Could Feel Every Muscle, Nerve, Bone, and Blood Vessel he Sawed Through. I Could no Longer Contain The Terrified, Blood~Curdling Scream Building up Inside of me. The Wing Soon Fell to The Ground, no Longer Attached to my Body, my Right Side Dripping With my Own Blue Blood. I Thought I Was Safe, But The Mudwing Had Other Ideas, he Went Through The Same Process With my Left Wing, Tears Ran Down my Face as The Pain Shot Through my Sides.

By The Time he Was Done, I Was a Sobbing Mess, so Covered in my Own Blue Blood I Could Pass For a Seawing. The Mudwing, Who Was Glaring Down at me With Spite, Lifted His Talon and Kicked me as Hard as he Could Into The Cell. I Hit The Wall in The Back With a Horrible Thud.

A Call Came From The Hall Outside, "Son!" It Called.

*Father,* I Thought, The Tears Flowing Harder. I Shivered, Thinking of What Could Happen to me Next, *I Wish we Hadn't Fought. I Wish We'd Talked More. I Should've Stayed in The Ice Kingdom. What if I Never See Him Again? What if I Never See Gecko Again?* I Thought of The Beautiful Hybrid and my Sobs Got so Hard, my Body Shook. *I Might Never See Any of my Loved Ones Again.*

I Let Out a Small Cough as Screaming Sounded Outside. I Didn't Want to be Left There. Someone Had to Come and Find me! I Couldn't be Left With The Bodies and The Screaming. I Fought Against The Blackness That Tempted me Into Its Grasp, I Had to See my Family and Friends Again.

I Heard Footsteps Sounding Down The Hall and Glimpsed my Father and His Seawing Friend Entering The Cell With me. Skua Began Bandaging The Wounds on my Sides as King Ermine Kept me Awake. "Son...Can You Hear me?" he Asked.

I Nodded Weakly, I Felt Too Weak to do Anything. I Couldn't Get up, I Couldn't Talk, I Could Just Lie There and Wait.

I Finally Had to Give Into The Darkness, it Had Finally Lured me in. The Only Sign of Life Was The Very Light Rising and Falling of my Sides.

Chapter One

Everything Was Faint and Echoed. I Heard The Faint Voices of The Dragons Surrounding me. I Felt Myself Getting Picked up by me Father, But Somehow, None of it Felt Real. It Felt Like I Was Suspended in The Deep, Cavernous Darkness That Has Engulfed me. All I Could do Was Lay Limply, Flopped Over my Father's Shoulder, as a Faint *Fwoomph*Sounded.

Finally, we Were Out of That Dreadful Place. Away From The Scent of Blood and Bodies and Away From The Screams of The Dragons Who Were Still Dying.

I Felt Something Soft Beneath me, The Padding of a Tavern Seat, and Then, Even Feeling Went Away and I Began to Have a Feeling of Falling, Down, Down, Down Into The Black Abyss. Then, The Flashbacks Began...

*The Scent of Blood Filling The Air of The Already Salt~Scented Room...The Screams of my Allies and Enemies Alike as Their Throats Were Slashed or The Became Locked in Combat...Bodies, so Many of Them Piling up and Filling The Room, Their Faces Locked in a Final Shriek of Horror...Everyone Slashing With Weapons and Talons, Becoming Killers...The Still Smiling Face of The Once Happy Rainwing Pastel...*

My Body Thrashed and Quivered as The Images Flashed Through my Mind. It Woke me For a Brief Moment and my Head Lifted. Then, I Was Sent Back Into The Darkness and Flashbacks to The Second Battle Began...