Clearsights dragonets

Part one: My dragonets

   Clearsight, was going live a great life without Her family and her friends...Listener and...Fathom.

   But the dragon she was going to miss most was Darkstalker.

   She never got married. To Darkstalker anyways.

   But that was okay. She had Treeglider now. The perfect LeafWing. That she fell in love with, and had three cute little dragonets with. But they didn't feel like her dragonets. Her dragonets were Eclipse, Shadowhunter, and...and...Fierceclaws.

   But all those timelines were gone. Darkstalker and her never got married. And she never saw him again. Well...she did in one timeline. A timeline where she flew back to Pyria and dug up Darkstalker.

   But she wouldn't let that happen.

   "Mommy?" One of her adorable dragonets scrambled up to her. It was Orange. "What you beba doobing?"

   Orange, was, naturally Orange. A nice creamy color with black patterns of scales all around his body.

   "Nothing. What do you need?" Clearsight asked.

   "Daddy no want to payl wid me!" He complained baring his little teeth. "Rarrrrrhhh!" Clearsight sighed.

   "Well leave your father alone, and go play with your siblings." She said wrapping her wings around the dragonet.

   "Bu mommy! Fower don't want to payl and Honey be boring!" Orange crawled out of her wings.

  Flower and Honey were her other dragonets.

  "Off! I need to study my visions!" Clearsight growled pushing him off her wings. The little dragonet ran off. New visions were pilling in. An earthquake in a year or so that would kill hundreds of innocent dragons. But the worst one of all was the one where Darkstalker took over her continent.

  But she didn't understand how he got out from under the mountain. Did someone let him out. And take off his bracelet?

  Her visions didn't tell her.

  She took out her journal and started to write.

  Darkstalker getting free: him coming to Pantala and killing everyone... 

   Clearsight slammed her notebook shut. She wouldn't let that happen.

   Not ever. A soft scrambling noise came from behind her. She turned around to find her husband starring at her.

   "Clearsight? You are crying dear." Treeglider whispered. Clearsight was crying. She hadn't noticed. But every day visions opon visions...she couldn't handle it. "Are you all right?"

   She nodded. But she wasn't all right.

   Suddenly she screamed at the sudden pain of her forehead. She turned white eyed and spoke in a creepy way.

   He one day will come and he will seek

   The dragon who holds the prophecies

   From her scales darkness will rise

   And she will no longer serve her right

   And from a school of Jade

   The dragonets who will defeat him

   May...

   Cower...

   In...their...strain...

   Clearsight gasped clutching her horns. She hated prophecies that were all script and word like. Treeglider stared at her and then ran over and seized her talons on his.

   "You aren't alright." He said softly. He would think... Clearsight thought.

   "I am...but...It's so hard and I hate worrying all the time and sometimes I wish that I could disappear for a while and do something that dosn't have to do with an evil dragon taking over the world!" She ran to her prophecy book. "I need to write that down. What if he does escape and then nothing goes as planned or..." she paused. "I am going to save us."

   "You are worrying me Clearsight!" Treeglider snarled.

   Clearsight ignored him and fished through her books. She pulled out a small green one and wrote the prophecy she had just made.

   More visions clouded in.

   A strange scavenger with bloodshot eyes laughing above the bodies of dragons tangled in vines...

   A strange plant covering the land.

   The scavenger taking control of hundreds...

   The flamesilk warrior cutting vines connecting two...

   Clearsight gasped. She had seen that scavenger up ahead... thousands of years into the future. It was no ordinary scavenger... this human could take over the world.

   Clearsight grabbed open the book and wrote: Scorching related scavenger. Mind control... Evil vines... Cottonmouth?

   Clearsight pulled back from the visions. They were so far ahead that Clearsight could hardly see them.

   Who is Cottonmouth? She thought. The scavenger? The flamesilk? The scavenger was probably the most clever being on the planet. Clearsight could see that quite clearly. And he was sure he was existing right that moment.