Daybreak

Eight

 A/N Sorry everyone this chapter is really short... I knew where I wanted to end it but I couldn't fit enough fluff in... hope you still enjoy!

 They stared at her in shock. "What?" she asked. "You haven't heard of Moonwings?"

 "Sil... is it okay if I call you Sil?" Daybreak asked, and when Silvershine nodded, she continued. "Listen, Sil, we're on Pyrrhia. There's not a Moonwing tribe. At least... not here."

 "Oh, no, there's no Moonwings here. Moonwings only live on the island." 

 "Hang on a minute, Silvershine. I need to talk to Day alone," Night said, pulling Daybreak off to the side. 

 "What is it, Night?" Day asked.

 "Listen, Day, I understand the prophecy. Silver scales shining brightly is Silvershine. She flies here in the night. I don't understand how, since she's wingless, but she does. We met her at glisten river under two new moons. Night and Day-they're us. Nightfall and Daybreak. We're supposed to leave with her to go to this 'island', whatever that is."

 Daybreak cocked her head. "How did you..."

 "It's kind of obvious. You call me Night, I call you Day. It just makes sense."

 "So, we leave with her to go to this 'island'. What do you think we'll find there?" Daybreak asked, nervously folding and unfolding her wings.

 "I'm guessing... if Silvershine is telling the truth... then we'll find Moonwings."

 "But the question now is, do we trust her?"

 "You're the seer, you tell me." 

 "Alright..." Daybreak closed her eyes, concentrating on what the voices told her. She saw...

 Two dragonets. A younger silver one and an older, almost opalescent one.

 And a huge, black dragon.

 The vision changed.

 She saw...

 Black dragons, all wingless.

 Glittery silver speckles.

 And a golden dragon.

 And she saw a black dragon fall off a cliff.

 Daybreak blinked open her eyes to find Night with her wings wrapped around her and Silvershine standing behind her, concern filling her black eyes.

 "Ugh... what happened?" Daybreak groaned.

 "You passed out," Night whispered, and helped her up. "So, can we trust her?"

 "Yeah, I think so." 

 Night turned around to face Silvershine. "We're ready. Take us to the Moonwings." 

 Silvershine nodded and gave them each a small pouch of what appeared to be silver... glitter? "This is what us Moonwings call starsoul. It's what allows us to travel to our home, as only someone with this can get past the enchantments."

 "So... do we, like, eat it or something?" Daybreak asked.

 Silvershine giggled. "No, silly, you sprinkle it over yourself. Like this, watch." She took a pinch of the starsoul from her pouch and sprinkled it over her head. Daybreak and Nightfall copied her, both of them sneezing slightly.

 "Alright, how is this helping?" Night asked.

 "Shh, I need to concentrate," Silvershine whispered. She began to glow, a warm, almost moon-like glow, that made them feel like they were encased in a hug. 

 "Lunas Miniculous!" Silvershine yelled.

 The trio disappeared.

 None of them noticed that a Nightwing had been watching them. 

 She tapped her claws together, disappearing.

 All she left behind were the strange words she had murmured.

 "When the purple meets the black,

 Twin souls will come back.

 To unite each other

 One must die by the hand of  color.

 When the purple meets the black,

 The fall of night will begin."

 Just so you know, things are about to get very different from the Legends of Darkstalker book. This is the turning point in the story.

 Luvs, E.