Recap:
I stare at Scarlet, anger burning hot in my gut. It burns so hot, not even my slightly frozen insides can overtake it. She really is a crazy psychopathic sociopath, isn't she. That wasn't a question. It's a fact. If only looks could kill.I'm startled out of my little glaring contest with Scarlet--who, by the way, has a cloud of smoke around her head; how can she see anything?--when the guards drop the other IceWing into the arena. I turn to look at him and it takes me a moment to realize who it is. But when I do, it hits me like a wave of icy cold seawater.
Frost's PoV
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It's him. It's really him. I stare at him, and he looks back at me, eyes nothing like I remember them. His eyes used to be bright blue, sparkling with laughter, mischief, and full of life. Now they're dull, empty, and lifeless. This isn't the IceWing I knew from before."Borealis," I whisper. He slowly lifts his head to glance at me before dropping it again with a sigh. It looks like the fight has been sucked out of him. I don't want to see him this way, I never have, nor have I ever hoped to. This new Borealis both saddens and terrifies me.
What I had hoped for was to see him again, but never in my wildest dreams had I hoped to see him like this. And certainly not here, in the arena. "Borealis." I try again. Once more, he just looks at me with that extremely depressing expression. And it hurts me to see him like this. I wished to see him again, but this--this is not what I imagined. Maybe I should just stop hoping and wishing for things I don't want.
"What happened?" I ask him. All he does is shake his head and whisper one word: "Scarlet." That's when it hits me. She's broken him, shattered the old Borealis into pieces and then glued the fragments into a crude second Borealis that is practically dust in comparison. I'm so mad at Scarlet, I could just rip her into tiny little bits and...wait. I could rip her into shreds and nobody could stop me. Probably.
"Borealis," I murmur. He glances at me briefly, but that's enough to know I have his attention. "...I don't want to fight you." He vehemently shakes his head no. "Just kill me and get it over with. I have nothing left to live for anyways, and if you don't...." He trails off, not finishing his sentence. 'Scarlet will try to punish me terribly and fail because I will rip her limb from limb and tear off her head,' my brain finishes the sentence for me.
I grin, teeth flashing in the sun. Borealis gives a questioning look but I shake it off, still smiling. Scarlet is glaring at me, suspicious of my happy mood. I really should be thanking her. Had I not been pitted against Borealis, I never would've come up with this idea. And it's brilliant. Not thrilling brilliant, but brilliant brilliant. I wonder why I haven't come up with this earlier; really, I should've seen it sooner.
I lean down towards Borealis who is watching me warily with wide eyes, and he flinches away from me. I whisper, "I'm sorry," before I back up and raise my paw, talons flashing in the sun....
*A/N: hey guys! Sorry for the cliffhanger, I've been in a cliffhanger-y mood lately. Anyways, this took forever to write, I'm so sorry for not updating earlier! Comment, vote, and if u have any questions, feel free to leave a comment or message me on my profile! Love all u guys--I'm looking for help to get to 300 reads....Love u ❤️❤️*
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Fire and Ice [NEEDS EDITING]
FantasyA Wings of Fire fanfic. An IceWing born with too much frostbreath meets Peril, a SkyWing born with too much fire. What happens when these destructive opposites match? {NEEDS EDITING} This was my first book on here, so it's bad and it really needs e...