What's up? Glad to finally be back, so glad to have the awesome feedback. I wanna dive a shoutout to Shen's General, author of Between Brothers, and Crazybird101. Support from people like them makes writing these chapter incredibly fun, thank you both! If you haven't checked out Between Brothers, DO IT NOW! Also: Thank you Shen's General for the ideas you gave me about nightmare sequences. QUICK NOTES: The graphic scene from Ch.4, and the stuff in this chapter, has made me change the rating to M. If you're squeamish about rape, please skip to "Soren only.." Other than that, let's continue! Disclaimer: I don't own Legend of the Guardians, but I do own Cobalt.

Chapter 10

Cobalt expected pleasant dreams. They never came. What manifested in his mind was a everlasting poison, a corrosive acid, everlasting oblivion. This feeling was not new to Cobalt; most of his nights in the Kuneer desert were spent arguing with his parents, wishing they were dead, them wishing the same to him. The only connection he had was his sister, and she rarely spoke with him.

So it was refreshing when he was 'owl napped' by the new owls. It didn't even matter to him if they were 'unfriendly', after 16 years of his life only seeing his Glaux-forsaken parents; it was nice to have a new face saying these things to you.

So it was absolutely astounding when he met Gylfie, who was actually kind to him. Gylfie was unlike any owl he had met, she was smart, beautiful, and had the largest of hearts. He would call himself crazy, but he was certain that he was in love with her.

So why we're his dreams filled with hate and pain? All he had done was repeat his name to the moon like the leaders instructed. Now he saw things that seemed to come straight out of Hagsmire.

He saw his mother, blood all over her feathers, devouring Gylfie's corpse. Her beak digging into the soft flesh as blood dripped all around him. Gylfie's eyes opened, only to have his mother claw at them, spilling more gore onto the ground.

The image dissolved, but the new one that took place was even worse than before. In the middle of the room lay his sister, wings torn apart, legs snapped to pieces, and blood dripping from her beak. Out of the darkness came his father, eyes glowing blood red. He went over to his sister, and began to lick the blood of her feathers. She began to shriek, but was quickly stopped when her father pressed his beak to her own. He then saw him do the unthinkable: his father mounted his sister, and they began to mate.

Cobalt could only watch in horror as his father's long tongue slithered inside her mouth while sliding his cloaca inside of her. His sister was practically paralyzed, and his feet were planted to the ground as their own father thrust into her. As his thrusts increased, he began to run his talons across her bare flesh, spilling blood all over the floor. When his father reached his climax, the slashes that now dotted her body began to leak a thick, white fluid. Wherever his seed touched her body, it began to mold and decompose. By the time he dismounted her, she was nothing but a pile of rotting flesh.

As the scene dissipated, Cobalt's head began to throb with pain. The pain was if someone was digging its talons into his mind, and ripping out his memories. He couldn't remember anything. His birth, his first branching, all ripped from his mind, like flesh off a bone.

The last thing he saw was the moon itself. Without warning, it began to crack open as small pieces of glowing blue stone fell from the sky. The stones vibrated with energy and raw power, whenever one touched him, a massive shockwave spread across his mind. All the demons came out in full force, death, rape, Gylfie, memories gone forever. As the flecks fell, his name was chanted. Cobalt...Cobalt...14-3... 14-3By the time the fifth fleck fell upon him, his mind had become nothing but a bleak, exhausted void.

Soren only needed to pretend like he had been sleeping, fluttering his eyes and yawning would convince any owl. It was dawn, sunlight passing over the jagged peaks like a blazing fire. He looked around at the other owlets, prepared for the feeling of guilt of seeing them in their moonblinked state.

He was beyond surprised when he saw the owlets. They were... awake...normal. It can't be true.he thought. He turned to the owl next to him, who seemed to be smiling.

"Ansel? Are you alright?" Ansel merely smiled. "Perfect." he whispered. This couldn't be right, moonblinking wasn't done this way. Soren looked around; owlet after owlet was slowly waking up.

This new method was dangerous; Soren knew that for a fact. But why would moonblinking be necessary? Only one way to find out, I gotta find Skench.

Gylfie searched frantically for Cobalt, she needed to be sure he was alright. "Going somewhere?" Digger.She realized. She turned to see the Burrowing owl stare at her with longing eyes. "Gylfie, you can't save him, we have to help Soren, we have to do what's ri-" "Don't you dare tell me about what's right and what's wrong, you think you are Glaux himself? No, you're just a pile of racdrops." she turned away, fuming. Digger watched her go along in sorrow, he never thought that their friendship would end like this, why couldn't she see that he was trying to protect her?

Gylfie tried to avoid the gaze of the guards, the leaders would be awake soon, and she needed to see Cobalt before then. She finally found him talking to a guard, his eyes full of awe, it worried her greatly. "Cobalt!" she called out. He turned around, as soon as he recognized her, he said goodbye and walked towards her.

"Greetings Gylfie, what a wonderful day it is." she looked appalled. "'Wonderful day?' It's wretched; we are creatures of the night Cobalt, not of day!" "Oh Gylfie, you are so naïve, we only have one life on all of existence, we must enjoy all of its beauty." He then took a few steps closer to her. She noticed that the cobalt eyes that he was named after were duller than before. "And right now, I'm looking at the most beautiful thing in all of the world." and with that, he pressed his beak to hers, and she experienced her first kiss.

Whatever feelings of doubt she had was completely erased by the kiss. It was everything she could ever want, she felt loved, it was a wonderful feeling. Digger...for whatever reason, his name echoed in her mind. She deepened the kiss, to prove to herself that Digger wasn't important to her anymore, Cobalt was.

She was so wrapped up in the kiss that she didn't see a familiar burrowing owl watch her from a distance. Give it up chap, you've lost her.His mind painfully told him. With depression crawling into his mind, Digger walked away, ready to spend the remainder of this Glaux-forsaken place in solitude.

Soren crept along the walls like a spider. It took a lot of convincing to Finny to let him go out on his own. He dare not fly, the guards, while stupid and unobservant, would kill without question. Skench's quarters laid at the top of one of the peaks, a makeshift hollow made of earth and stone. There were no guards in sight, and Skench was nowhere to be seen.

Making his way into the hollow, Soren saw trophies, bones, and various pieces of silver armor. This little collection was of no interest to him, what caught his eye was a map. He could see the Sea of Hoolamire, The Beaks, and even the Great Tree itself. Oh, what I would give to be back there.

The faint sound of flapping brought him back to reality, Skench was coming. Reacting quickly, he hid himself in the pile of armor, sliding behind each piece until he was completely concealed.

Skench and Spoorn entered the stony hollow, both looked unhappy; of course they never did seem happy.

"We are behind schedule, we need more owlets!"

"You asked us to do the impossible, if the Pure Ones couldn't d-"

"Don't you DARE compare us to the Pure Ones, they're weak, they'll always be weak." Skench sneered.

"The process takes less than two days, we should be ready within a few months." Spoorn pleaded.

"That's not good enough, we need more owlets to-" "YOUR MAJESTY!" a guard screamed. "Two eagles were spotted outside of the compound!" Skench's eyes blazed with fury. "STOP THEM, get some guards out there!" she said as the three owls spread their wings.

Soren was dumbstruck; he was so naïve to think that these owls would be the same as the Pure Ones. They're not moonblinking them for slavery, they're building an army!

Eglantine couldn't stop them from taking Kludd to the guardian's chamber, none of then paid any attention to her, all their attention was focused on the new owl before them.

Boron and Barran looked at the new owl with great curiosity. Strangely, Noctus and Marilla wouldn't let the owl out of their sight, and the arrival seemed to relish in it.

"What is your name, newcomer?" he asked.

"Kludd of Tyto forest." he answered.

"Well, Kludd, what business do you have coming to our humble home?"

Kludd gave a sinister chuckle. "The business of revenge of course, you meddlesome Guardians have thwarted our plans for ages, but tonight it all ends!"

"Kludd, what are you talking about?" his father asked. Kludd paid no attention. "Consider this a reward for vanquishing our great leader, YOU PIECE OF SPRONK!" With that, talons extended, Kludd kept into the air, aiming at the king.

Before talon could meet flesh, he was knocked to the side by none other than his 'father'.

"What in Glaux's name are you doing?!"

"Something that should've been done a long time ago!"

"This isn't you Kludd!"

Kludd sneered through blood red eyes. "Wrong!"

The guardians took their battle stance, ready to vanquish the lone Pure One. Noctus turned to them and pleaded. "Please, let me speak to him, he may not be in the right mind, but he's still my son!"

"Wrong again."

Before Noctus could react, Kludd knocked him to the ground. Bright, yellow eyes gazed into his very being as he ripped his talons through Noctus's throat. With one swipe, he tore his father's bottom jaw from his head, as blood drenched the floor around them. Kludd brought the point of the beak to his father's neck, where the head joined the spine, and smashed it inside. Noctus could only gurgle in horror as he twitched on the ground and lay still. Dead.

Kludd immediately turned around and flew away as the guardians flew after him, leaving Marilla to scream into the creeping darkness.

"AFTER HIM!" Strix Struma commanded, as owls from all over the tree flew to catch him. Watching the scene unfold was Nyra and a large group of Pure Ones.

While Kludd was being looked after, they had slipped in unnoticed, and now, the tree that held their greatest enemy, was undefended, all thanks to Kludd.

Signaling her warriors, they flew upwards, in front of the large crowd of owls that had gathered to witness Kludd. She looked at their horrified expressions and chuckled with malice.

"Kill them all."

A.N: I hope you enjoyed my semi-backstory of Cobalt. I had a real blast writing this chapter, I hope to have Ch.11 out by Monday, BUT NO PROMISES! Please review! See y'all later!