The gong rang. The end of the Herbs and Healing Class. It was kind of interesting. “Next is free time right?” I asked Heron, who was behind me. “Correct,” Heron replied. “I am gonna go to the Music Cave if you want to find me,” I said. I jogged towards the Music Cave. I stood at the entrance of the cave and entered. I noticed the teacher this time. Sunny, another former Dragonet of Destiny. Recognition lit in Sunny’s eyes, “You are the drummer Nightwing.” “That would be me. The name is Cloudstrike. I had some free time, so I came back here,” I stated. “Nice to meet you! My name is Sunny!” she exclaimed cheerfully. Too cheerful for my taste. “Everyone, listen up!” Sunny shouted. All heads turned to face her, instruments ceasing. She waved her talons at me, “Meet Cloudstrike. She came and drummed earlier today. I wanted everyone to listen to her. Is that okay with you, Cloudstrike?” I nodded and headed straight for the drums. It would have happened anyway. I sat on the cushion, grabbed the drumsticks, and settled my tail near the bass drum.“What song do you want me to play?” I asked Silas telepathically. “Could you do Painkiller by Judas Priest?” Silas responded. “Sure, I can!” I said. A fast-paced song. I can manage that. I zoned out all the sounds around me and took a breath. I started drumming. I finished off the song with a flourish. Applause erupted around the cave. I stood and bowed. “That was amazing!” Silas said telepathically with awe. “Time for you to go back to your group,” I stated. “Aww…Okay,” Silas said reluctantly. I trotted into the Prey Center to drop off Silas. I paused infront of the scavenger box. I lifted my talons up to Silas, and he got on. “Undoing the spells,” I whispered in English. I muttered in Galactic to uncast the enchantments. I put Silas down. “Have a good night!” I said, waving bye. I entered the Quartz Winglet caves. Time for some sleep. I walked slowly to my cave. A few dragons were already asleep or getting ready for bed. I plopped down and curled up tight. I crashed 10 minutes later. —------------------------------------------------------------------------------One Year Later… —------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I fell into a comfortable rhythm. Today felt…different somehow. I shrugged it off. I left first period and headed to second period. I already had lunch. I was halfway to class when I stiffened. That aura…Watchers were here…and not Runaways. Heron paused beside me. He was also tense. Weird. “You okay?” Heron asked. “I am fine. Be right back!” I exclaimed. I sprinted down the hall and took a detour towards the Prey Center. There was a hole in the cave if you wanted to go hunt. I skidded into the Prey Center and jumped through the hole in the ceiling. I flapped my wings for a moment and closed my eyes. Only one Watcher…at the entrance of the academy. Time for my full form. I focused hard. Everything got smaller. I leaped into the sky and went up into the clouds. My double wings made getting there faster. I got to the front of the academy quickly with the clouds covering my presence. I looked down at the purple and black scaled Watcher. I mentally groaned. Even though they were turned into a dragon, I still recognized them. Xaine.
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