Wings of fire Short stories

What if he never loved me?

(A story about Frostbite meeting Darkflame. But this time, he didn't love her back. Don't read if you haven't read my book; Frost Bitting)

(Frostbite's pov.)

I watched as a dark figure's chest lit up behind Qibli. Immediately, I sprang into action. I knocked Qibli aside and barrelled into the mysterious dragon.

It made an "oof" sound as I knocked the air out of it's chest.

I was about to get up when it grabbed my horns. I flipped it over and we began a full out battle.

We rolled across the cold stone floor, attempting to slit each other's throats.

Finally, we rolled into open air and plummeted toward the ground, still fighting.

I dodged his fire, a weapons I had to keep secret.

As lad became closer and closer to us, I pushed him off of me.

We both landed with a thump and gasped for air, but he still charged at me.

Yes it was a he. A SandWing as well as a Sky/ NightWing, he was frightfully handsome for an assassin.

His barb came close to me once, but I grabbed it and shoved it to the ground.

We grappled clawing at eat bother and snapping. Pain jolted through me as he clawed my leg, but I returned the favour by slicing his snout. But then he burned my wing, the me brain tattered and charred.

Then I heard several thumps as my winglet landed beside us.

"Stop!" Kinkajou screamed, but the battle raged on.

Winter tried to stop it but the Tribreed jabbed him in the shoulder with his tail.

"GET OFF EACH OTHER!" Tsunami roared and jumped at him.

Then, without hesitation, my opponent sunk his tail barb into my heart. I shuttered, and collapsed onto the ground, dead.

Before my last breath, a vision came.

Me and him laughing and hugging as one little dragonet danced around us. We were mated, happy and with a child. But that was the other path, the one that I would never get to have.

Tears clouded my vision, but I could see the look of horror on my winglets faces. Kinkajou and Cascade crying, Winter in pain, Qibli and Umber helping him but wary of my death.

My hearing was echoing and muffled the screams of sadness, anger, fear and pain.

I also noticed the pained face on the the assassin- Darkflame. The name felt familiar but alien. I saw his face as he realized that we could of had a happy future to, for he was a prophet as well.

'No,' I heard his mind clear as a bell, 'What have I done.

I closed my eyes and toppled to the ground, and shuttered as Dark's tail was pulled out of my chest.

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(Darkflame's Pov)

I had a vision, my attacker and me together with a dragonet. I watched in horror as my future slipped away from me, Frostbite slipped away from me.

'No,' I thought hard, 'what have I done?'

She looked at me, with eyes full of tears. She knew too, she was a prophet as well.

I recoiled my tail and she crumpled to the ground, her chest has veins of black popping out as the poison spread throughout her body.

I stepped back, I too had tears forming.

Then a bulky SeaWing crashed into me, claws raking down my sides. She pinned me to the ground and looked at me with fury.

"Kill me," I rasped.

And she did. The dragon had no problem snapping my neck.

I was dead, laying beside the dragon who would've been my future.

This was all my fault.

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awwww so sad ;~;
I'm about to cry.....
Anyways, I hope you liked my small story! ;)