Terror From the Deep

Starhunter was relaxing in his room when he heard a commotion outside of his bedroom, as he stepped he saw his twin sister, Farreach had a dagger sticking out of her head. There was blood everywhere, and he was freaking out. He yelled for his Mother, who walked and shrieked when they saw the dead dragon. "Starhunter what happened!?" she yelled at him, "I don't know, I didn't do it, I heard a commotion and came out and she was dead!"

"Well then what happened then!"

"I don't know I was in my bedroom just relaxing and I heard the yelling!"

Just then they heard loud yells, from all the way over at another house. They flew over to see what the problem was, leaving the dead dragonet, Nightflier, one of the dragons who attacked the Summer Palace was screaming in pain, he had a spear sticking out of his chest, just then a sword flew from the sky and stabbed Deathhunter, one of the dragons trying to help the other. It stabbed his foot and he screamed in pain, before taking it out and, destroying it with fire, then snapping it in half, it stopped moving. The spear was still stuck in Nightstalker's chest, so Painbringer, and Deathhunter gingerly pulled the bloodied spear out of Nightflier's chest. One of the Nightwing commanders stepped out of his home with a longsword in his chest. He was gasping for air, before crumpling and dying in a pool of blood.

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Starhunter sat up in his bed, gasping after the terrible dream he had, his sister was still alive, and cooking a pig. "You finally woke up. You stayed in bed too long."

"I had a really bad dream."

"Was it a dream? Or a vision?"

"A dream for sure, you got stabbed in the face, and so did Nightflier, and Deathhunter, and one of the commanders."

"Gory."

"Yeah."

"Eat up"

He looked down at his slab of pig, it looked like Farreach's dead face in his dream. He couldn't bring himself to eat it, so he left it untouched and flew out of his house, he was cruising along when he saw his friend, Wingshredder was flying alongside him, she flew over to him until they were almost wing to wing, then she started to speak, "I had this horrible dream that, your sister, and Deathhunter, and a few other Nightwings all were killed by flying weapons, like an animus sent them."

"Hmm, that sounds scary, and strange. Oh well."

"Where are you heading?"

"I don't know, I'm just flying."

The air was cold, then it was warm. Both of them heard wingbeats. Extremely loud wingbeats, huge waves of air flew towards them, whoever was flying was a large, large dragon. All of a sudden Starhunter started jerking back and forth, and fell out of the sky, he was falling extremely fast, picking up speed as he fell faster and faster. Wingshredder dived down towards him in an attempt to help him, right before he hit the rocky ground, he regained control and caught the wind under his wings and glided from the air before gently landing on the ground, Wingshredder's scars glowed a dull red whenever she got excited, at this point they were bright red, "What was that all about!" she yelled at him. "I-I don't know?" he replied weakly. "Let's get out of here."

"Let's."