Bold means Darkstalker and Mystical talking.
Mystical fiercely thought back to the dragon in her head. I know who you are. Mystical thought to him. I know that it was Moonwatcher who encased you back in your prison. Mystical moved so she was in the shadows. Blending in with the wall she continued the conversation. I know that you tricked Moon into helping you, but you just wanted power. You didn't care for her. She was forced to show her powers to everyone. She was mortified because of you. There was silence. Mystical sighed but he responded.
I know what I did was wrong. I know how she feels towards me. I know that she finally figured out how to block me out. Again there was silence. All I wish to do is to apologize. But I don't think I can ever be forgiven. Sadness was embedded in his voice. But she didn't believe it.
You're right you will never be forgiven! By doing what you did you killed many dragons. Turtle used his animus magic to fix the mountain. Moon used every ounce of her strength to overthrow you. Every dragonet in that school was either killed or injured. MY MOTHER was nearly killed because of you. You will NEVER be forgiven.
Remembering when she was only two she had a vivid memory of her father crying over the supposive loss of his love. She remembered him yelling into the night, cursing the dragon named Darkstalker. She remembered seeing her mother, white as snow, being in the hospital. She snuck in to see her mom. There lying there in a sectioned off room was her mother, one broken wing, bruises all over, broken ribs, and struggling to breathe. Apparently she covered several young dragonets, taking the pain.
Her flash back ended, a tear streaming down her face.
I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. I thought only myself had bad things happen to them. I'm sorry. I don't know how to ease your pain. His voice drifted away.
Stay out of my head. Mystical said bravely. Stay out and while you're at it, don't talk to Moon.
The darkness left her head and she stepped out from the shadows. Walking through the hallways, she built back up her mental wall. She walked past a group of trainings. Unpleasant thoughts and words went straight to Mystical.Ugh it's that hybrid again. She deserves nothing that she has.
Oh look it's the spoiled BRAT!
"Look it's mess up!" One whisperer said.
"Oh no she looks frightened! Hahahaha to bad her daddy isn't here to comfort her!" Laughter rang through the group as Mystical passed by. She didn't get far because she was pushed roughly up against the wall. "I was talking to you, mess up!" A bigger, female rainwing spoke loudly. Mystical had landed on her wing and her mental wall fell. Minds all over were now encased in her head. Trying to fight the pain she wasn't able to focus on the rainwing's mind. She pushed harder, causing a whimper to leave Mystical' s mouth. "Awww the princess is hurt!" An evil laugh barked from the four dragonesses. Her eyes cast upward to the lilac flowers sitting on Mystical's head. With a small chuckle she ripped it off her head. Stomping on it Mystical screeched.
"No! My mother gave me that!" Struggling harder the dragoness pressed hard, hearing a sickening crack Mystical screeched in pain. Before anything else happened a dragon hollered from down the hall.
"Hey! Leave her alone Orchid." Orchid stepped away quickly. Mystical slumped to the ground, hissing in pain as she tried to move her wing.
There standing at the end of the hallway was the same strange nightwing, Mystical ran into only a day before.
Then she made the connection as to why he looked different.
He was Moon and Winter's son.
He too had her burden.
He was hybrid.
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The Hybrid
FanfictionMystical wasn't your average dragon. She was a hybrid. One of Rainwing and Nightwing she finds it hard to fit in. And to make matters worse she's a princess. That's right. Her Mother, Queen Glory, and father, King Deathbringer, had an egg that held...