Disclaimer: I own nothing of Dragon Flyz, which is owned by Gaumont Pictures. Only the plot is mine.

Note: This references events that happened in the Writer's Choice section of the first prompt table.

/talk/ = mental speaking

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This was bad. This was horrendously bad.

Having had several fights with Dread Wing and his forces in the past, the Dragon Flyz were well used to coming out with injuries to either themselves or their dragons. It was an unavoidable outcome most of the time.

But this...it had never happened to them before. Never before had the mutants gone after their dragons' wings!

Apex couldn't scream as she and Blaze Wind spiraled down in a lethal fall, her throat frozen in terror and shock. Her unique bond with her dragon was backfiring on her as the pain of his broken wing echoed in her own arm, practically paralyzing the limb.

It had all happened so fast! She'd been in an aerial fight with Nocturna and it'd been in Apex's favor but then...then Nocturna's dragon had snapped at Blaze but Blaze had been turning and couldn't get out of the way in time...

Her eyes were drawn to the injury on her dragon, her best friend and she could see it being made worse by their free-fall, the tears in his wing being forced open wider as Blaze desperately tried to slow their fall, to gain height, to do something to ensure their survival.

She cried out as the wounds got worse, feeling both her dragon's pain and the echoing pain in her arm. Blaze roared with her, in both pain and panic. A small, terrified part of her realized that she and Blaze Wind were going to die. Broken wings were horrific injuries for a dragon, but on Airlandis it could have been treated.

Even if they did somehow survive this fall, Blaze was as good as dead on Old Earth. There would be no safe place for treatment, no shelter for him to heal in and no way to get him back to Airlandis.

Though she could have released the saddle handles and activated her exo-wings to save herself, Apex didn't dare do that. Besides the dangerous risks of doing so, Blaze Wind was practically her other half. Loosing him would kill her emotionally, and likely literally in this event.

As the ground came rushing up at them, Apex closed her eyes and tried to prepare herself for the impact. She could hear the roars of the other dragons, even somewhat make out the cries of her siblings and tried to apologize to them, though for what she wasn't sure.

/NO!/

The word echoed in her head just as Apex felt a new kind of pain, like something was trying to forcibly hold her still during the free fall. Blaze Wind let out a shrieking roar of pain and Apex could somehow hear the word rebounding between them as it passed from her mind to his and back.

There was that feeling of mental static she'd felt once before, but it was different now, more painful and with an increased sensation of 'static'. Blaze roared again, frantically flapping his free wing as miraculously their fall did slow and once more Apex found everything going painfully dark yet bright at the same time.

Yet this time she was conscious through it, the pain in her body forcibly keeping her awake. There were...whispers of something in the back of her head, dancing on the edge of her knowledge and flashes of images, some she couldn't make out but others that she could. She recognized Airlandis and the dragon sanctuary and reached for it with a desperation she'd never felt before.

Another different sensation, like she and Blaze were being shoved through thick mud and that other one of everything going painfully dark yet bright at the same time came back again.

Then came the impact.

But it wasn't the deadly one she was expecting. It was a short, sudden fall that had her tumbling out of the saddle in shock and landing on a metallic floor. A golden metallic floor!

Stunned and more than a little shocked, Apex looked up in a daze in time to see a dragon caretaker staring at her with comically wide eyes before running off, screaming for help. The other dragons present got over their own shock and began to roar for assistance, a few moving to see if they couldn't help Blaze Wind.

Wobbly, Apex forced herself to her feet and staggered to Blaze's other side to see his wing. The injury was bad. Nocturna's dragon had bitten him just to the left of Blaze's wing claw and their fall had done even more damage. She could see that the bone was broken in more than one place and the wing flesh torn and shredded but they were home.

Blaze Wind would get proper treatment and protection and he would live. Her white and purple dragon moved his head slowly, settling his yellow eyes on hers and weakly sent her sensations of confusion. Apex shook her head and broke, falling to her knees as she collapsed against Blaze's neck and wept.

As she heard the shouting of caretakers rushing over to give him emergency treatment, Apex sent him comforting sensations, the best she could do at the moment. At some point, she was gently pulled away from her dragon to be taken to Medical for an examination herself.

Except for some minor scrapes, most of Apex's injuries were emotional and mental. She consented to taking a sedative and an observational period so as to rest for a little bit.

She woke up suddenly though, to shouting and people rushing around. She sat up and stepped out of her little room to see Summit arguing with a nurse. He saw her before she could say anything and ran over to her, worry clear in his eyes, "Apex! Are you alright?! What happened?!"

Apex shook her head, "I..I don't know...one minute Blaze Wind and I were falling, then the next we were back on Airlandis."

Summit bit his lip and looked around before leaning in to whisper to her, "Peak did it. I don't know how but he did and something weird happened with Storm too."

"What?!" Apex stared back at her brother but Summit didn't make her wait, still whispering, "I was right above them, so I saw it. Storm's eyes went silver too, during your and Blaze's fall. Right after you both vanished, I had to get onto Storm's saddle because Peak went limp and nearly fell out of it. Wing Storm almost fell too, but he regained his senses and was able to fly back by himself when Z'neth called the retreat."

She shook her head, not understanding, "I...I don't get it."

Shoving the confusion aside, she gazed back up at her older brother, "What happened next? What's going on now?"

Summit sighed, "Peak's here, because he was still passed out when we arrived back at the city. Storm's in the sanctuary and last I heard, he's in a deep sleep. Blaze Wind needed surgery but they're confident they can save his wing. Right now, Z'neth's trying to calm the Council with down Father's help but he said they'd try and come by later to see you and Peak."

Apex nodded gratefully, feeling tears coming back to her eyes at the news. She mentally reached out for her dragon, but only encountered the sticky heaviness of drugged sleep, which was good. It meant he could rest without pain, which was all she wanted at that moment.

Certainly the Council was in an uproar and it was very likely that Dread had witnessed the event but Apex couldn't find it in herself to care right then. Everyone was home, everyone was safe and most of all, Blaze Wind would live.

They could deal with the rest later as it came.