Queen Scarlet looked perfectly entertained.
Peril was sitting beside her, and she was extremely startled.
Hailstorm's mind was whirling around with intense fear.
Everyone in the audience gasped in shock.
And Moondrift was absolutely disturbed.
Snowstorm looked around the audience with a complete sense of evil in his eyes. He grinned wider as he held up the heart and slowly squeezed it in his talons.
The audience gasped again as blood poured out, making Moondrift look away, covering her entire body with her wing.
What just happened? She asked herself, hearing silent thoughts from everyone there, even Snowstorm, who only had a slow growl in his mind.
She slowly took her wing off to see if she was only imagining it, but she immediately regretted it when Snowstorm was staring straight at her.
GAAAA! She thought.
She staggered back behind Hailstorm.
There was silence in Moondrift's ears, like time was only working on her and Snowstorm, with everything else slowing down and voices muffled and unhearable.
But that soon stopped when the IceWing collapsed again.
The dark shadow on his face brightened as light entered his soul again. His horrifying black and red eyes faded back to mesmerising blue.
He gasped again as he stood up, looking at everyone with confusion. He felt something soft in his talons and looked down. His eyes burst wide open and he let out a scream for he was holding an actual heart in his talon.
"AHH! THREE MOONS!" He cried, throwing the heart to the ground. "What happened?"
Queen Scarlet clapped, but everyone stayed silent.
"Oh, marvellous! I haven't been this ecstatic since forever!" She exclaimed, her voice echoing through the whole arena.
Hailstorm gawked at the SkyWing and turned around.
"That was a cool effect you did with your eyes," she continued jeering. "How in Pyrrhia did you do that? Oh, if only all my competitors were as entertaining as you! Take him in!"
Snowstorm panted, then looked up to see Moondrift give him a look of complete fear.
What happened? He asked her. What did I do that got Scarlet so pumped up?
He was thrown back into the prison cave where Moondrift and Hailstorm backed away from him.
"Why do you all look so scared of me?" Snowstorm asked.
Moondrift didn't say anything, she quickly ran up to the guards to ask if she could be held captive in another cave, but they refused and spat at her talons.
"What are you?" She said, being mindful of him moving closer to her.
"What am I? I'm an IceWing!" Snowstorm cried, flicking his tail.
"Is that what you were when your eyes turned black?" Moondrift protested. "When you practically ripped Bermuda's heart right out of her? When I sensed that there was a...a beast inside of you?"
Snowstorm fell quiet.
"I guess," Moondrift sighed, "you're not what I thought you were."
She turned away and sat down with her back facing him.
"What did you think I was?" He asked sadly.
The door went open again; this time, Queen Scarlet stormed into the room. She grabbed Hailstorm by the tail and yanked him out of the cave after taking off his chains.
This dragon needs to be hidden well, Moondrift caught from the SkyWing's mind.
Hailstorm was dragged out of the cave as the door slammed shut again, leaving poor Moondrift with a dragon who just crushed someone's heart. Literally.
"You said you don't trust me," she said softly. "I guess now the feeling's mutual."
"Moondrift—" Snowstorm started.
"No," she snapped. "Unless you stop hiding what you don't want me knowing and just tell me what's really going on, don't talk to me. At all."
His face fell. He sat beside Moondrift nervously, impatiently brushing his tail along the ground, slightly touching Moondrift's own tail.
"Fine," he confessed. "I'll tell you."
For a second, Moondrift thought he was joking, but from his mind and face, he was serious.
"Wait, really?" She said skeptically.
"Yes, I'll tell you." He moved closer to her, meeting her eyes.
"When I was little," he started, "I was always so curious of everything because of how lonely I was—am— and I would explore the Ice Kingdom everyday even when I was strictly forbidden not to. My parents were protective of me, yet they act as if they aren't my parents at all—"
"And I have a mother who is so unsure and unencouraging that it makes me want to scream, with a father I have never met." Moondrift said.
"So one day, when I was around five years old, I came across a strange object; sort of like an icicle, but it was black and it sounded like it was growling. I was so stupid at that time that I picked it up and got a closer look at it."
"You must have been very lonely to do something like that," Moondrift pointed out. "If I was five right now, I would have done that too."
Snowstorm sighed.
"Then it happened. It happened all so quickly that I can't properly describe what was happening. But I can remember how blackness of the icicle drained out so fast, how it looked like it was moving towards me, how it ran up my arm and—" He paused hesitantly.
Flashes of panic and fear shot through his mind, giving Moondrift another headache. She saw screams of pain rush through him and darkness taking over, with a beast-like demon now claiming its territory inside of him.
"It felt like it devoured me," he continued. "What you saw—in the arena— it's happened more than once. That's how my father died. I was so angry at him."
Fire raged inside him as Moondrift clutched her head. She felt the physical pain Snowstorm had been feeling mentally, making her whimper back.
"Stop," she pleaded. "Stop that."
The IceWing looked startled, but quickly calmed himself down.
"I want to get out of here," he said, trying to change the subject to something more...uplifting.
Moondrift's dark face lit up.
"Cool," she said. "Cause I know how to."
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A Beautiful Nightmare {Book1-}
Fanfiction"PATHETIC," is all Moondrift has been called her whole life. She never wanted this...she never wanted to be an assassin, she just wanted to prove herself that she was strong. She was tired of following orders and killing more dragons than she would...
