The Many MisAdventures of Watersparks

End (Skit/One-Shot)

Listen to this >> https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=m4_jdmzKcoI << while ya read. :3

Warning: It's a talent, I made another feel-breaker.

The needle is pulled out of my arm. But I know what it is. It's my death. My end. I stand up, getting off of the slick tile floor. Walking over to one of the plastic cells, I looked in at the captured.
Silverstream stared back in horror. She choked on a sob, sitting on her haunches and shoving her muzzle into her claws.
Greystripe, looked outraged, began pounding on the walls, inaudible screams vibrating the walls. Tears slid down his scaled face, as my legs became weak. I stumbled to the ground, still watching.
Firetongue looked at me with regret and remorse, asking for the suffering to be over. He couldn't watch. Turning away, he stared into the corner.
A fiery sensation begins to spread up my leg. I look down at the blue-plated skin. Looking back up, I see past the other three drakes. I see myself. In the reflection. My face. It's the one I always wanted. Always dreamed of. The pain was now just a numbness that spread up my body. It was quickly snaking into my head with poisonous tendrils. I let myself fall onto the hard surface, vision blurring.
'Goodbye' I mouthed before I was engulfed into eternal darkness.

The youngest of all these illegally created creature's was killed after she was proved to be too unstable. A month later, the experiments stopped on, all her friends released. After special care, they were released as a new species.
Dragons.
Well, dragon hybrids to be exact.
But the small tribe would remember their lost apprentice. Friend. Healer. Daughter. Niece. And tribemate.
This is the tragic story of Waterspark.

A/N-*sighs* This will make no sense to most of you, but that's okay. I just needed you guys to know this. It's...complicated. It's confidential. And to Silverstream and Greystripe, this is important. We'll talk about it later. Alright, that was all for now, bye Defenestrators!
~Spiritspark