Chapter 8: Flee

"Why do we have to get up so early?" Frosty yawns, stretching her wings. Thanks to Bean, we are now awake, before sunrise, to play Truth or Dare. I mean, I like the game, but not enough to get up this early to play it. Her excuse though was that we have classes later today and won't have time to play it.

"If I were in charge, we would still be sleeping," I say, still half asleep myself.

"If that's what you would do, then I vote for you to be in charge!" Frosty exclaims.

"Hey, keep it down, we don't want to wake any dragon up, ok?" I whisper and she nods. We walk down the corridors, more silently this time, until we reach Bean's room. At least, I hope that it's her room. I don't quite remember.

"Is this Bean's room?" I ask Frosty gesturing to the door.

"I think so. Should we knock or just enter?" Frosty questions. As soon as she says that, the door cracks open. We look each other in the face and I slowly open the door some more. It's empty inside. The beds are deserted and everything.

"Hello?" I call, hoping that somedragon is here. All of a sudden,

"BOO!" shouts Bean, popping out of no where. Froststorm and I scream and hold on tight to each other. Bean starts laughing and the lights turn on in the room, revealing the rest of our Winglet.

"Oh my goodness, you nearly gave us a heart attack!" I say, putting my talon over my heart to exaggerate to point. Bean is still laughing, and Seashell and Quicksand join in. I see a slight smile on Boulder's face and Falcon is covering his mouth, trying to smother his laughter, only to fail.

"I'm sorry," Coco Bean says between laughs, "I was dared too!"

"Speaking of," Falcon interrupts after the laughing stops, "Silverwings, truth or dare?"

"Dare," I say, ready this time to be humiliated. Come to think of it, it's kind of fun. Key words being kind of.

"I dare you to yell, 'A thousand scavengers!' and then fall over and act like you're dead!" Bird says, a little to enthusiastically. I'm a little hesitant to do the dare since it's so early, but no exceptions. Anyways, it might be fun. If I recall correctly, Sunny loves scavengers, so this might get interesting.

"You're on," I tell him and rush out of the room. But I don't get too far before I get and idea. I go back to the room and pop my head in.

"Any dragon want to come with me?" I ask and Flacon jumps up and down.

"I'll do it!" he exclaims and follows me out the door and to Sunny's room.

"Do you even know where Sunny's room is?" I ask him.

"Yeah, it's this way," he tells me and guides me down the halls of the school until we get to what should be Sunny's room.

"Ok, you ready?" I question Bird.

"As ready as I'll ever be," he responds and I slowly open the door, wishing that I could change my scales to be invisible. But I am sporting black scales right now, so it should be hard to see me since we are in a dark room. Unlike me, however, Bird is shining very brightly in what light we are given.

"Do you have to be so bright?" I ask and he gives me an annoyed look.

"I can't help it! I'm not like a Rainwing, who can change their scales at will!" he protests. I just look at him and then look at Sunny, who was sleeping in a bed of moss. I give Falcon a nod and he nods back. I creep up behind Sunny.

"A THOUSAND SCAVENGERS!" I shout as loud as I can and then drop to the floor, pretending to be dead. I open my eyes a little bit to see Sunny leap out of her bed, scream louder than me, and then fall on the floor with a small yelp. I look at Falcon. He gives me a thumbs up. I quickly close my eyes again because I noticed that Sunny noticed me.

"Oh my goodness, you're Silverwings aren't you?" she says, panicked, "Wake up, wake up!"

Sunny repeatedly slaps my face trying to "wake me up". I finally get tired of it and quickly jump up.

"Got to go, bye!" I tell her and rush out of the room. I don't even see if Falcon is following me, I just run, laughing.

I stop once I realize that I'm at Coco Bean's room. I look behind me to see Falcon running, laughing too. He doesn't stop and runs into me. Even though he's small for a Skywing, it still hurt. Without me thinking, my scales change color to white from the shock of being hit. I don't even notice though until Bird looks at me with a confused look on his face. Then, into disgust.

"I knew that there was something weird about you," he sneers and lunges at me. I dodge and my scales turn a pale green, a darker green, and orange.

"Come on, Falcon, I thought that we are friends," I tell him as we circle each other. Well, it's more like walking back and forth because the hallway we were in wasn't great for circling.

"You're a hybrid. We can't be friends!" he says, loudly, causing my Winglet to rush out of Bean's room. They see me, in all of my glory. My color shifting and non color shifting silver scales.

"I thought that we all are friends," I say, trying to forget their mortified faces.

"We slept in the same room together!" Froststorm cries and flares her wings as best that she can in the crowded space.

I can see that there was no way that I could fight all of these dragon's from different tribes. Not when I barely know them and their powers. So I do the next best— and reasonable— thing.

I run.

I run as fast as my legs can take me until I'm at a cave entrance. I look back at my Winglet—yes, I will still refer to them like that—before spreading my wings. I give a powerful flap and I'm off the ground in less than a second. I quickly flee Jade Mountain Academy. One of the only places that I could, maybe, be free. But no, I can't be free wherever I go.

I don't look back at Jade Mountain Academy as I fly away. I can't look back at my friends. But I do anyways. I see them, scared looks on their faces, trying to figure out if I'm dangerous and if I should be stopped. But it's not long until Falcon goes back inside and the rest follow. Probably to tell Clay and the rest of the DoD that I'm a hybrid and to be stopped.

I change my scales back to black, blending in with the early morning, even though the sun will rise soon.

I head in the direction of the rainforest, my home, but something stops me. If, I mean when, Queen Glory finds out about me, I will probably be executed. But I can't just leave my parents! I sigh, and land on the ground. My scales change color to a dark grey, and then a blue grey. Green spurts through the blues and grey along with a pale blue. Soon, a dark purple follows suit. Eventually, my scales are full of blues, greens, and purples. I hang my head and snort some smoke out of my nostrils. Then I hold my head up high, change my scales back to the Nightwing known as Silverwings, and fly to her home.

Her home of Possibility.

Where maybe I can start over, as Dewdrop, a Nigghtwing/Rainwing hybrid. I've heard that Possibility accepts all types of dragons. Maybe they accept hybrids too.

But, just to be safe, I will enter there as Silverwings. Silverwing's the Nightwing. But first, I need a background story. And I have one in mind.

In order me to get to Possibility, I would need to double back past Jade Mountain Academy, and fly in-between the Sand and Sky Kingdoms. Don't know how fast word could get out about me, but I do remember stories of a dreamvisitor and it's rumored that the DoD have one. But if I can change my scales to be a Nightwing, I can easily change them to be something else. I could probably hide the silver scales on my wings, but the silver teardrop scales by my eyes will be harder. If I had earrings maybe, I could hide them? I would have to get creative though.

I arrive at the Claws of the Clouds Mountains and I find a cave to hid in. I decided to fly very far north of Jade Mountain Academy, and I did happen to spot a few dragons flying out of it. Luckily, they didn't see me.

I could either change into a Skywing, or a Sandwing. Since I'm closer to the Skywing Kingdom, I change my scales to red, orange, and a bit of gold on my wings. I make the scales around my silver teardrop scales a darker red, to try and camouflage them. I don't have to change my body too much, except make my arms and legs seem a bit longer, and my neck and head a bit more skinny and slender. I have a hard time making my ruffles disappear, but I get it.

The hardest part are the wings. Skywings have huge wings and my Nightwing wings are short and stubby. It would be more helpful if I got Rainwing wings instead, but nope, I just had to get Nightwing wings. I try to make my wings look longer by shifting some of my scales to match my surroundings and I try to add more bones to my wings by changing to color of them.

Once I'm satisfied with my look, I think of a name, in case I get caught. I finally decide on Windrider.

After I've rested for a bit, I fly the rest of the way to Possibility, trying not to be seen. I don't bother to change my scales to become a Sandwing since Possibility accepts all dragons.

I get there pretty fast and look around to make sure that no dragon was watching. I quickly change my scales back into a Nightwing and walk into Possibility.

I am amazed at what I see.

There are many buildings, made out of different materials to suit the type of dragon that lives there. There were mud huts that I assume house Mudwings. There were a few sand houses too. Some were made out of clay.

What awed me even more was the amount of dragons that lived there. I saw many Sand and Skywings, but there were about as many Mudwings and I saw a few Nightwings. I look some more and see some Icewings who must have been scorching hot in the heat. I, myself, was getting hot. The sun here is way hotter than in the Rainforest.

Not surprisingly, I don't see any Rainwings. I wouldn't think so since we love our Rainforest. Or maybe they're like me, hiding their identities.

But I don't see any hybrids. That doesn't mean that there's none though, right?

"Hello, I haven't seen you around here before. New to Possibility, eh?" somedragon says behind me and I jump, my scales almost changing color. I whip around to see the dragon that scared me, but I stop in my tracks at the sight of him.

His scales were white and light blue, with a hint of gold glittering on his body. HIs body was that of a Sandwings' and I notice that he had a whip thin tail. I look closer and see that, among the spikes, is a poison barb.

"You're a Sandwing, Icewing hybrid!" I blurt out and then cover my mouth, ashamed of myself for saying that.

"Yup, my name is Chill. You are?" he asks. I can't decide if I want to tell him my real identity or not. I sigh and change my scales to purple and pink.

"I'm Dewdrop, also known as Silverwings," I say, calmly, surprising myself with my calmlyness.

"A Raining, Nightwing hybrid, that's a first," Chill chuckled, "Someone find out your real identity?"

"Yeah," I sigh.

"Same. That's why I came here. I heard that Possibility accepts all sorts of dragons, so I came here hoping for a new beginning? You?" he ask. Wow, this dragon is full of questions.

"Yeah," I say again.

"Cool, cool," he says and pauses for a moment, "Hey since we're about the same age, why don't you move in next to me! We have a new hut being built there for newcomers, you'll love it!" Chill exclaims and then runs off. I chuckle to myself and follow him. He and I seem to have a lot in common. We could be friends! But then I remember what happened last time I made friends. Oh well, at least Chill's a hybrid like me!

I can't wait to see this new hut, with my new life, with my new friend!

A/N:

Hey, 1FunkyMonkey here,

So you guys are probably like, "Wow that escalated quickly." And I'm like, "I know guys, I know."

But, this is really the story that I want to write and I won't tell you who the villain is because there is none! MUHAHAHAHAHA! Oh wait, I just told you. Darn. But basically, the villain is going to be society, because nowadays in Pyrrhia, hybrids are looked down upon and are supposedly "dangerous" because they are too OP. Well, that's what society thinks anyways. And I have more dragon friends on the way for you to love and/or hate, so stay tuned!

The Sapphire Winglet will not go away; I still will write about Silverrock, but definitely later in the story. But it seemed like Falcon was trying to get in on the action, huh?! Killerpuppy32, I might make Falcon and Froststorm get together, but I have no idea for the rest of the Winglet, so guys, you can help me with that. Oh, by the way, Silver's dare was not from my brain, it was from, once again, Killerpuppy32. Congrats to you!

I will still take your guys's comments into consideration while writing this story, so keep them coming.

Thanks for reading and have a fantastic day!