"The most merciful thing, I think, is the inability for the human mind to correlate all of its contents." -H. P. Lovecraft
I sat in silence, going over everything that happened in the last year.
"What are you going to tell them?"
I looked up. Wraith had come over to where I was.
I sighed again. "I don't know. There's so much everyone needs to know, but..."
"There's too many things that if they knew about, it could get them killed."
I looked back up at him. "How much do you know?"
He grimaced slightly. "That Blacksoul has been using you for months, not letting you say a word or else someone- not you- would die. The only reason I know that is because she told me herself, knowing I wouldn't say a peep since my life was already on the line. That's pretty much all I know about her. All I know about Bloodwings is what Devil told me himself. Warlike, never afraid to kill one extra dragon. Love bloodshed. Many people's definition of 'monster'."
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Although technically a sequel to a scrapped book, this story centers around the dragon Deadly Nightshade, a hybrid of a Rainwing, Sandwing, Nightwing, Icewing, and Leafwing, and an assassin with a dark and unbelievable past. Her and her boyfriend, Wraith, a hybrid of Icewing, Hivewing, and Indoraptor (he was experimented on as a dragonet by humans) are exploring a strange and dangerous dimension called Stormclan while surviving through the mental challenges thrown at them by the two main villains, Nightterror, a hybrid of Hivewing, Nightwing, and Icewing, and queen of the shadows, and Queen Blacksoul of the dragon tribe the Bloodwings. Fast-paced and action-packed, I hope to eventually turn this into an animated series.
WoF Fanfiction - discontinued and really bad
Hybrid was, well, a hybrid.
She used to have a good life, kept hidden from the public. She didn't know what type of dragon she was and had no friends, but that didn't matter. She had her icewing dad, who took her out hunting and loved her enough to make up for everything else twofold. She thought that her difference wasn't necessarily bad.
That all changed one day.
Hybrid and her father were out, close to where they usually went hunting, and were celebrating her third birthday by going whaling.
They were spotted.
Another icewing took down her father, killing him for harboring a hybrid. Hybrid was dumped in the desert outside of the wall, where she was found by a sandwing. The sandwing drug her out to die in the dunes.
She survived. Barely.
After being stabbed by the sandwing's tail barb, she thought she was done for. The last thing that she remembered was her front talons feeling way too cold, especially in contrast to her sunburnt body. Then, black.
When she woke up, she was even more different.
A/N: I apologize, because, looking back, I kind of lost any inspiration for the first idea, can't mesh it with the idea I tried to throw in, and it would not make sense to ignore either of them....... So yeah this is discontinued, it's really a bad story. I may revamp it into a situation that makes more sense some time in the near future, though.
Also, I do not claim ownership of WoF, the amazing book series belongs to Tui T. Sutherland. I only claim ownership of my OCs and the Storyline, this is a fanfiction.