Wings of Fire Oneshots!

Arcticslayer (2)

Spoilers if you haven't read Darkstalker Legends.

This is my version of a HAPPY ENDING!! This takes place at the time where Darkstalker, Clearsight and Fathom all go over to find Arctic in the Kingdom of Sand with Whiteout.

"Found them!" He heard a voice call. Arctic whirled his head around and glared at the flying dragons. Grey, black and green scales in the sky.

"Brother!" Whiteout called from underneath his wing.

"Where do you think you're taking my sister?" His son, Darkstalker, asked.

"The Ice Kingdom. To save your mother." Arctic answered, coldly. "Queen Diamond will let Foeslayer go if she has me instead."

"Darkstalker." Clearsight said, nudging the NightWing-IceWing hybrid. "I see-I see a future. A future where you get your mother back. She's still alive. I can't see how though, but I know she is."

Darkstalker gave her a confused look. "What do we have to do to get her back?" He asked.

Arctic stared at them. Impatient and a little bit jealous at the happy couple. Well, maybe happy wasn't the best way to describe it...but still.

Me and Foeslayer used to be like that. What happened to us? No, what happened to me?

Clearsight sighed. "You're not going to like it..." she glanced at the SeaWing behind her. "We have to go with your father."

The emerald green SeaWing gave a shocked look for a second and then a welp-this-is-the-only-way look at Clearsight.

Arctic paused and said, "Okay look, I don't care if you guys are coming with me or not. But all I know is that I'm going to save Foeslayer. No. Matter. What."

Darkstalker seemed startled. Arctic guessed that he probably didn't think he loved Foeslayer that much.

"You're right. I don't believe you love mother so much." He said. "But if I have to go on a journey with you to get mother back, I'll go."

Clearsight smiled at them. The green SeaWing just looked sick and worried.

The five took off, heading straight to the Ice Kingdom.
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It was a long, boring flight. Arctic and Darkstalker didn't fight as much as usual. It was strange.

Clearsight, Fathom and Whiteout talked in the back as Darkstalker and Arctic flew in the front.

"I don't know if you'll be able to cross the wall." Arctic whispered to Darkstalker. "I don't know if it works on hybrids as well."

"Then let's just use my scroll!" Darkstalker exclaimed as if it was the most obvious thing in Pyrrhia. He took a scroll out of the pouch tied around his neck.

'Enchant Darkstalker, Whiteout, Clearsight and Fathom to be able to cross The Great Ice Cliff and survive in severe cold weather.' He wrote.

"Are you sure about this? What if it doesn't work? What if you still get shot with that arrow?" Arctic started rambling on about the 'what-if's' that could happen.

Darkstalker has never seen this side of his father before. The side that cares about him. About his sister. About his friends. The side that he kinda liked.

"It's gonna work, trust me." He stated. Arctic gave a sigh and continued to fly hesitantly towards the wall.

As soon as he crossed, he immediately looked back to check if the dragonets made it. He sighed with relief as he watched them safely fly over.