Darkmaker [] Chapter 1. Memories

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Chapter 1. Peacemaker flew over the rainforest canopy of trees. Hope following closely behind, followed by Moonwatcher, Qibli, and their son, Solar. Once the quartet landed beside Hope's hut in the middle of the rainforest, Peacemaker instantly rushed to the strawberry bush and picked a few, handing two to Moon. "thanks little guy" Moon smiled as she rubbed his head out of affection after she ate the strawberry. A few hours later, Moon, Qibli, and Solar, left to go to their home in the nightwing village. As Peacemaker lay awake in bed that night, memories of an older nightwing haunted him. 'go away' he thought angrily at his brain. I͓̽s͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽a͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽h͓̽a͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽y͓̽o͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽r͓̽e͓̽a͓̽l͓̽l͓̽y͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽a͓̽n͓̽t͓̽?͓̽ The voice in his mind -clearer than ever- asked. 'I, dont know' Peacemaker thought, and was instantly thrusted into a dream. F͓̽i͓̽n͓̽a͓̽l͓̽l͓̽y͓̽,͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽e͓̽e͓̽t͓̽ A dark dragon said, as he sat in front of Peacemaker, inside of the dream. "w-who are you?" Peacemaker stared at the huge dragon, his scales seemed to radiate evilness. I͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽m͓̽ ͓̽y͓̽o͓̽u͓̽r͓̽ ͓̽s͓̽o͓̽u͓̽l͓̽.͓̽ ͓̽T͓̽h͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽'͓̽'͓̽m͓̽o͓̽n͓̽s͓̽t͓̽e͓̽r͓̽'͓̽'͓̽ ͓̽i͓̽n͓̽s͓̽i͓̽d͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽o͓̽f͓̽ ͓̽y͓̽o͓̽u͓̽.͓̽ The dragon answered, a silver scale flashing beside his eyes. Peacemaker shook his head' "you dont look like a dragon who likes strawberries" He concluded, and started trying to wake up. D͓̽o͓̽n͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽y͓̽o͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽e͓̽v͓̽e͓̽r͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽e͓̽e͓̽l͓̽ ͓̽s͓̽a͓̽d͓̽?͓̽ The voice asked, breaking Peacemakers concentration. "yes, more than others, it seems" Peacemaker said, not looking up. I͓̽ ͓̽c͓̽o͓̽u͓̽l͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽m͓̽a͓̽k͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽y͓̽o͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽a͓̽p͓̽p͓̽y͓̽.͓̽ The dragon's eyes stared into Peacemakers soul. Peacemaker turned his head. "how? at what cost?" Peacemaker's eyes scanned the older dragon. N͓̽o͓̽t͓̽h͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽,͓̽ ͓̽y͓̽o͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽g͓̽e͓̽t͓̽ ͓̽f͓̽a͓̽m͓̽e͓̽,͓̽ ͓̽p͓̽o͓̽w͓̽e͓̽r͓̽,͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽n͓̽d͓̽ ͓̽g͓̽l͓̽o͓̽r͓̽y͓̽.͓̽ The nightwing answered, his eyes gleaming. Peacemakers slowly advanced toward the dragon, wanting to touch him, hug him, hand him a strawberry. M͓̽y͓̽ ͓̽c͓̽u͓̽r͓̽s͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽w͓̽a͓̽s͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽n͓̽i͓̽g͓̽h͓̽t͓̽w͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽s͓̽ ͓̽o͓̽n͓̽l͓̽y͓̽ ͓̽h͓̽o͓̽p͓̽e͓̽.͓̽ He smiled at Peacemaker. Y͓̽o͓̽u͓̽ ͓̽c͓̽a͓̽n͓̽ ͓̽g͓̽i͓̽v͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽n͓̽i͓̽g͓̽h͓̽t͓̽w͓̽i͓̽n͓̽g͓̽s͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽ ͓̽p͓̽o͓̽w͓̽e͓̽r͓̽ ͓̽t͓̽h͓̽e͓̽y͓̽ ͓̽n͓̽e͓̽e͓̽d͓̽.͓̽ He reached out a talon to touch Peacemaker. The young nightwing-rainwing leaned into the ancient dragons talons, wanting the power. At the nightwings touch, Peacemaker was thrust out of the dream, but not before the other dragon said, i͓̽ ͓̽a͓̽m͓̽ ͓̽d͓̽a͓̽r͓̽k͓̽s͓̽t͓̽a͓̽l͓̽k͓̽e͓̽r͓̽.͓̽