The Legacy of a Dead Kingdom (DISCONTINUED)

Prologue

Clearsight flew as slow as she possibly could, trying to delay the inevitable.

Visions of blue blood and murder crashed into her. Only a few hours prior everything had been fine. How could things have spiraled out of her control so quickly? 

The landscape flew by underneath her almost as fast as her thoughts, as Darkstalker insisted on them flying  faster.

Her thoughts got darker and darker.

How could Darkstalker betray her trust like that? Did he not care for her? And was it really that different from all the secrets she had kept from him?... 

Clearsight shook her head. No. keeping secrets, she could understand that. But messing with her powers, that was going to far. She was going to stop Darkstalker. She had to. Yet, there was still a small part of her that longed to be with him, to pretend as if he was not to far gone.

She imagined the futures she had seen, where her  and Darkstalker lived peacefully with their dragonets, alone in a cottage by the sea, not having to worry about the judgmental faces in the Night Kingdom.

Another vision smashing into her stopped her from indulging in her fantasies any longer.

She looked  around at the dragons surrounding her. At Whiteout, who was still in tears from the betrayal of her father trying to steal he away from her beloved, thoughtful. Clearsight looked back at the aforementioned father. He had a look of pure rage on his face, the only thing stoping him from acting on his anger being Darkstalker's spell on him. Clearsight tried not to gag. 

She knew that Arctic was a horrible father and that he deserved to be held accountable for his actions, but she doubted that any dragon deserved the fate Darkstalker had chosen for him. She had to stop it, and if she was going to do anything, now was the time.

She motioned to Darkstalker for them to land, but he didn't notice her at first due to him scrawling something down in his scroll. 

After a few seconds of him writing something down at a speed that was not going to have good affects on his handwriting, he finally looked up and called for Whiteout and Arctic to land.

As the party of four landed on the desert sand, Clearsight took the moment to do the only thing she could do in this situation. Try and talk him out of it.

"Darkstalker-" "wait." He said in an urgent voice, cutting her of. "Before you say anything, I know everything looks bad right now but I want you to know that everything I am going to do is for us. Don't give up on me now Clearsight. Don't take snippets of the future without context as the deciding factor to whether or not to leave me. Please. Stay in the present. Stay here with me. We have been trying to hold this relationship together for years, against all advice, and if we give up now, it would have all been for nothing. Everything we have gone through would have been pointless. Let us leave a legacy on this world that no one will ever forget. We could fix all the wrongs, all the injustices that have ever been committed."

 "Let me give you a gift, to commemorate the day we finally dethroned Vigilance and got rid of Arctic. The day all Phyrria learnt our names."

Darkstalker pulled out a moonstone pendant from what seemed to be nowhere. Clearsight took it in her claws cautiously, but after looking up at Darkstalker's shyly hopeful face, she decided to put it on. To trust him, one last time.

That was her first mistake. 

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*3 years later*

Clearsight looked up from the egg she had been  guarding for the last few hours . Tonight was supposed to have two full moons, but when she looked up at the sky, it was dark. The three moons where so dark in fact, they stood out against the starlit sky. A cracking sound distracted her from her thoughts. Clearsight snapped her head back to look at her egg. A sharp fracture had appeared in it and more were forming as she looked at it. After a few more minutes, a tiny talon popped out of one of the cracks, breaking the eggshell even more.

 Finally, the egg fully broke, revealing a tiny dragonet. It was unusual, to say the least. It had the body of a Nightwing, but the white tail of an Icewing that looked as if it had been dunked in a bucket of white paint. It had silver star scales  speckled all over it's body, even though they were only meant to be under their wings, and when it opened it's eyelids it revealed two silver eyes, both with a black sclera. Clearly, this dragonet had taken more from Darkstalker's side of the family. 

As Clearsight looked into the eyes of her new born dragonet, they flickered. One of  they're eyes turned purple as a shadow flicked across it's body. Clearsight blinked in shock. When she looked again her dragonet seemed normal. Except for her left eye that had turned a dark shade of purple...

But it was probably a trick of the light... everything was fine. She had never foreseen anything bad or strange happen to this dragonet. At least now she knew why she would call this dragonet eclipse. She chuckled to herself, picked up her dragonet and took off, headed in the direction of the palace, comforted by the fact that her visions told her that everything was going to be ok...