As soon as I knew that the SandWing wasn't following me I decided that I needed to hide or disappear. The first one I could do very easily. The second I could also do but that would take a lot of energy and time. The one word formed Shadow.
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This place was one of those quite little taverns that occasional dragon would come to have a drink or meet up with someone. It wasn't that popular that swarms of dragons would come but did have enough that not a lot would bother to notice me.
I walk into the building it's nothing spectacular. A stage in the back, chairs and tables through out the place, stools around the bar.
There were a hand full of dragons in the place and there was just one NightWing looking hybrid who eyed me with her orange eyes.
Well hello to you too, creeper. I thought as I made my way to the stage. Hopefuly she was there.
I lean against a wall as one of the workers gets on the stage to introduce the preformer.
"Um, I would like to introduce our musician for tonight um, Sh-Shadowhunter." The worker suttered. He was a small SandWing probably about six if I had to guess. The SandWing got off the stage and then NightWing with a saxophone comes on stage.
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After her set. She goes into the back of the building.
Remember you just came to see her and just tell her that you need to stay for a couple days. I tell myself.
I sneak to the back of the stage and find Shadow putting away her sax. "Hey Shadow." I wisper. "Pssst. Shadow I we need to talk."
She turns her head left to right trying to figure out who was talking to her. I reach out my arm and put one of my claws on her shoulder. I try getting her attention one more time. "Pine Tree?"
Shadow laughs quietly not in an evil way just quietly. "Nice to see you Amy, why are you here?"
I nervously swallowed. "Listen, I need your help." I begin. "I'm kinda in trouble and I need somewhere to stay for a few days."
"Of course you're in trouble, you disappeared for five months." Shadow said.
"Will you help me?" I asked.
"Sure but, you have pay me." She said.
"Fine, I have small bag of coins. Is that good?" I say holding a bag coins clicking together.
"No, not money I mean payment in performances."
"What?! How the hell am I spossed to do that? I'm an outlaw and you know I stoped playing a year ago." I yell.
"Yes I know, but your an animus right? Can't you just change your apperance or something like that?" Shadow asked.
"Yes." I say.
"So why-"
"It's not that easy, I can't just go somewhere as a RainWing then leave as I don't know as an IceWing. For one thing it's suspicious and two I don't know how long I would have to do that for." I explain.
"The hell happened to you?" Shadow asked breaking the long silence.
"What do you mean?"
"What do I mean? Where have you been for the past five months? Why haven't you concated me? Why are you acting like the whole world is out to get you?" She yelled at me.
"You know what I came to you for help. I came to you because you're my best friend and I thought that you would understand. But you apparently don't." I tell her. I turn around and walk out to and off the stage.
So much for having my back.
I'm back again. So I hope you are enjoying this-
*loud bang*
Uh oh
A higher power: //checks pages// Did you ask the owner of the Oc Shadowhunter (Shadow hunter the Nightwing) to use in this fan-fic?
Me: Yes.
Power:Fine but if you use an Oc without the owner's premission you will be in trouble.
Me: I know this.
//A higher power leaves//
Um ok....but in all seriousness thanks for ShadowhunterNW26 for letting me use her oc for this story.
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