I think it's time I lived up to my pen name, silverwing08.
What would have happened if Chinook went over to the Dark Side. (Occurs about in the middle of Sunwing)
Rating: K+
Genre: Drama
Characters: Chinook and Goth (and Froggie, who is entirely fictional)
Chinook skimmed through the treetops. The summer breeze danced playfully through his fur, ruffling it this way and that.
There! A tiger moth fluttered around a beautiful plant, and he spiraled to catch it. Snapping up the tasty bug, Chinook looked around thoughtfully. The Vampyrum Spectrum were, for some reason, keeping him in a more lavish prison than the others. It was full of interestingly-shaped plants and the bugs he was used to up north, instead of the strange bugs down here in the jungle. Nocturna forbid they feed him the slop the other prisoners were getting!
"Respected guest, Chinook. Have you contemplated our offer for quite long enough?" a Vampyrum swooped down and landed on a branch close to Chinook's. He couldn't quite remember the Vampyrum's name, but it was somewhere along the lines of Floppy or Fishy, stupid names and suchlike. Sad.
"Yes, I do think I have had enough time to sit here thinking." An emissary called Obsidian had come to ask whether or not he would be interested in joining the Vampyrum's cause, shortly after he had been captured. He had said he'd think about it, for it was a cause he certainly appealed to. But one thing still bothered him, niggling at the back of his mind. Like a little voice, telling him, Isn't this cause a false one? Don't these bats eat other bats? Didn't Shade say that they would eat whoever helped them, when they stopped being useful? Chinook had pushed the voice away, saying it didn't matter, because Shade was a pompous idiot. That building, the one they had just escaped from, Chinook would never forget that Shade had gotten them in there. Shade doesn't care about anyone, he thought, just himself. The slash on his belly still throbbed where the Humans had sewn the metal disc to him. That, that was all Shade's fault. Chinook flared his wings, swooping through the bobbing fronds of jungle plants to the branch that on which rested the emissary.
"I have most definitely arrived at a conclusion." Chinook paused for effect. "Tell your leader that I have accepted."
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Shade rocketed into Statue Haven, wings beating the air madly. Gasping for air, he flopped to the base of the statue's main level. "Attack! Vampyrum! Coming... from... south..." He broke off, heaving breaths in and out. Marina flew to his side, bringing a leaf sodden with cold water.
"Rest, Shade. Drink." She pushed the leaf closer. Gratefully, Shade lapped the water off the leaf, slaking his thirst to begin his story.
"I was hunting," he began. "It was getting close to sunup, and I was making my way back here, when I saw something on the ground. It sparkled and shone like the sun. I had just gotten a good look at it when I noticed that it trailed off into the distance. Being as curious as I am, I followed it." Ignoring a reproachful look from Marina, he forged on. "I never really discovered what exactly it was that was shining, for at that moment, the sky came unstuck from Nocturna's wings. It was, indeed, the Vampyrum." He paused to lick a drop of dew that was about to fall off the edge of the leaf.
Marina started. A look of alarm spread rapidly across her face. "The Vampyrum? But they don't know we're here-" Shade cut her off.
"They nearly got me. I flew for my life. For our lives. We need to leave Statue Haven. Now. For all I know, they could be on their way. I could have led them right here."
Caliban spoke for the first time. "Shade, stay put. Marina, start rounding up the weak and injured. They need to be the first out of here. I'll warn everyone else." Marina started for the entrance. "No, we're leaving by the rats' tunnel. It wouldn't have collapsed, not with the supports we put up last moon. As leader of this motley crew, I am declaring a state of emergency."