Blizzard's POV
(Blood/Gore warn!)
"If you all can help me get revenge on my mother and become queen, I will welcome you back into IceWing society at even let you live in the castle." Blizzard said. "But if you fail...it's not gonna end well." Blizzard snarled.
"Ok! What's the plan!?" One of the IceWings asked excitedly. "I'm getting there, you fool!" Blizzard hissed, making them flinch. "You all are going to come with me back to the palace, and if anyone asks, act like you all are guards escorting me. Most of you were probably exiled during my grandma Frostwind's reign, so I don't think anyone would really recognize you bunch." Blizzard shrugged as the IceWings nodded.
"Then, once we get to the palace, we're gonna go to my mom's throne room, and kill her. Got it?" Blizzard snarled as all the IceWings nodded sheepishly. Blizzard smirked and jumped into the air, flying off as she soared towards the towering palace in the distance, the sun beginning to set behind it. She shot off quickly, her group beginning to have trouble catching up due to her sudden burst of speed and excitement. As she flew towards it, she noticed all of the IceWings she flew above. Soon, if this plan is successful, I'm gonna rule over all of these dragons....ALL OF THEM!
Blizzard strolled past the guards in front of the palace. Some of them looked slightly skeptical, but thankfully they didn't make any moves as they entered. Blizzard trotted through the halls with her group, looking at the paintings and ice sculptures of former royalty members throughout the halls. Soon, a sculpture of me is gonna be there... She thought to herself as she continued on
They reached the Queen's room, and Blizzard slowly opened the door to peek her head in. Her mother was sitting at her desk solemnly, looking out the window. Her gaze shifted to Blizzard as the ice door creaked open. "Well, look who's back." Mom sighed, getting up as Blizzard entered the room with her companions. "Who are these?" Mom questioned, looking at the other dragons- there were around twenty-five of them. Blizzard ignored her mother's question, taking a few steps closer to her. Mom grunted. "Ugh...anyways, apologize for attacking your sister, right now." Mom snarled suddenly, almost making Blizzard jump back in fright.
Blizzard scoffed. "That little brat deserved it." Mom bared her teeth, growling again. "Blizzard, apologize now and stop being a drama queen." Mom hissed menacingly. Blizzard smirked. "Not sure about the drama part, but I'm about to be a queen..."
Blizzard suddenly leapt at her mother, pinning her down. The other IceWings immediately bounded forwards as well, making a circle around the two dragons to not let Mom escape. Mom screeched and tried to push her daughter off of her, but Blizzard simply dug her claws deeper into her mother's scales. Mom finally managed to shove her off, but Blizzard jumped back in for another swift attack before her mother could even move an inch, already having her pinned again.
Blizzard slowly lifted her talons, her malicious gaze staring straight into her mother's soul. Mom struggled and tried to wiggle free, but to no avail.
"Well, any last words, Mother?"
"I will never forgive you, Blizzard."
And with that, Blizzard slid her talons across her mother's throat. Deep blue blood immediately started pouring out as Blizzard began to cackle, her mother bleeding out under her talons.
Suddenly, Blizzard heard talons sliding across the floor and a gasp. She whipped around to see Silverwing, who was staring at he scene in front of her, eyes filled with dread. Blizzard's smile immediately transformed into a frown upon seeing her, and she went over until she was right in front of her, towering over her.
"Leave this place. Now. And never come back." Blizzard spat, her voice filled with venom as Silverwing gave a weak nod before dashing out of the palace.
Blizzard smiled at her group of dragons. "Now...the throne is mine...my stupid sister is gone....AND I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT! THIS IS MY KINGDOM NOW!" Blizzard cackled. "IT'S ALL MIIINE!"
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Silverwing's POV
Silverwing flew away from the palace as fast as she could, trembling in fear as what seemed like millions of different thoughts swirled around in her mind. Mom's dead, Blizzard's queen now and she's exiled me...what on Pyrrhia am I going to do now!?
Silverwing flew across the sea, her wingbeats getting weaker and weaker as she continued. She could see the mountains of the Sky Kingdom and their royal palace in the distance. She waned to get far away from Blizzard at whatever maniacal plans she had now...
She was tired, and her tears began to blind her as she slowed down. Once she reached land, she immediately plopped down next to a mountain, curling up as the anxiety and exhaustion took over.
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Wrath of the Blizzard - Wings of Fire
PertualanganAfter the War of Fire and Ice, Queen Snowstorm and King Permafrost rule over the IceWings peacefully. But tragedy strikes with Permafrost's death, leaving Snowstorm and her dragonets distraught. She begins to favor her youngest daughter, Silverwing...