King of The Dragons (Wings of Fire X Monster Hunter)

Part 2: Chapter 19 & 20

(3rd Pov Starflight)

"Get up," Morrowseer snarled at Flame. "You are not expendable."
The red dragonet's only response was a low moan.
'Tsunami would yell at Morrowseer. Sunny . . . Sunny would probably try to reason with him.'

Starflight's wings were slightly shaking, but he moved forward and stood in front of Morrowseer.
"What are you doing?" Starflight blurted.
Morrowseer glared down at him. "Now is not a good time to annoy me."

Morrowseer glanced between Flame and Viper. The earlier of the two was still keeping his face hidden. Starflight could see blood dripping between the red dragon's claws. Morrowseer shook his head and muttered, "Now it won't matter what SandWing we use. I'm going to-"
Starflight didn't hear the rest, as Morrowseer launched himself into the air, forcibly dragging Flame along behind him. Legendseeker followed after him with an unconscious Viper in tow.

But he'd heard enough. 'Sunny could be in danger.'
He had to use the dream visitor, as soon as possible.
He turned and found Fatespeaker staring staring at Viper as she was being carried off by Legendseeker.

"Well," said Ochre. "If no one cares what I'm doing. i'm going to find some decent prey, if there is any on this stupid island." He backed away, as if waiting for one of them to argue with him, then stamped around and flew off.

Starflight gently put one of his wings around fatespeaker. "Let's go back to the dormitory and res," he said. "You haven't had any sleep, right?"
"How can I -" she started, then stopped herself. "Actually, sleeping sounds like the only thing I could do right now. Although I'm afraid it'll be nothing but nightmares."

Starflight knew what she meant. He helped her up, and they flew said by side back to the fortress. The dormitory was deserted - Starflight guessed the other NightWing dragonets were at class, presumably learning something more useful than how to push your friend into some lava.

Fatespeaker collapsed onto one of the stone hollows and closed her eyes. "You're lucky," she said just as Starflight was about to move away.
He hesitated. "I am?"

She opened her eyes and looked at him. "I've always been so excited about being a NightWing. I thought my powers must be the most amazing thing. But clearly they're totally useless, if they couldn't even warn me about what was going to happen to my friends." She curled her wings and tail in close. "All my visions were of walruses and welcome-home parties and parents who were happy to meet me. So much for that."

"Have you-" Starflight started. "I mean . . . do you know who your parents are? Do any of you?"
"Squids dad is the leader of the Talons of Peace," she said. "All of their parents are in the Talons. That's why Morrowseer picked us . . . them. Because we were convenient." She frowned. "I guess you were the only NightWing dragonet who hatched on the brightest night. My egg hatched a couple of months later, here, actually. I have this really vague memory of fire and rough scales rubbing by back. I didn't remember that until I smelled this place." She paused for a moment, then sighed. "But then Morrowseer took me to the Talons when I was still newly hatched."

Starflight didn't know what to think. 'What does Morrowseer mean by conievient? Fatespeaker wasn't born on the brightest night? Were the others not born on the brightest night?'

Suddenly everything seemed a lot clearer . . . and yet more confusing at the same time.
The alternate dragonets - probably - weren't real. They couldn't be the dragonets in the prophecy. They were entirely false, an illusions Morrowseer was trying to create.
The giant NightWing wasn't just tinkering with fate - he was trying to re write it entirely.

"Were the others also not born on the brightest night?" Starflight asked.
Fatespeaker shook her head. "Flame and Ochre hatched on the same day a few weeks before. I don't know about Squid and Viper, though," she explained.