Hello. This chapter is going to be shorter, but there is something at the end I want to announce. Stay tuned :3
(Galactic's POV)
The car trip back to the college dorm buildings was silent. I just gazed on the dark, empty highway as Silt looked out of his passenger window. I looked at him for a moment before going back to my origin gaze at the road. The engine's hum seemed to be keeping the mood alive.
"I don't know how Waterfall is going to react," I told him, shifting gears up to increase the speed of the Trion.
Silt snorted. "She's probably going to stab me or something, right?"
I shrugged. "Well, she talked about you being troubled during high school. Trying to fit in by being the jerk of the universe to all of us just trying to get by. So when I say that I don't know how she's going to react: I'm serious."
"Well, she won't have to worry about me trying to do you know what." I nodded, still remembering that eventful night. That was the only reason I did, that and when I face planted in the ground.
"Is it because you're trying to change?" I suggested, already knowing the answer. He nodded to, before pausing and looking out the window.'
"Well, that and something else," he said. "I don't find her attractive at all, anymore." I frowned, probably because in my view the SeaWing Princess was an angel I could hold on to. "I don't find any dragoness hot, as a matter of fact."
"What is that suppose to mean?" I asked as I made a right into the parking lot of the school. Being truthful, I had no idea what he was hinting at.
"It means that I'm gay, Galactic," Silt responded, looking down at his claws.
My brain shut down for just a moment, then turned back on as I nearly drove into a parked car. I frowned at the MudWing while he examined his claws, looking for anything in them.
"I never thought that you were like that," I admitted, parking the car outside of Jade Winglet building. Taking the keys out of the ignition and opening the door, we made our way to Waterfall's dorm room. I figured she was asleep, but I also wanted to clear up Silt to her.
"Well, when you begin to realize things, you change your way," he explained to me. I nodded, not understanding what he meant by that.
Climbing up the stairs, we entered the level she was staying on and knocked on her room door when he found it. There was ten seconds of nothing, then her door opened up, revealing a very tired looking royal SeaWing. Her looked seemed to be replaced with surprise when she laid eyes upon Silt.
"I see you decided to bring him here," Waterfall told me, trying to hide the agitation in her voice.
"It's fine Waterfall," Silt started. "I just wanted to apologize in person, and I'll be on my way as soon as I'm done. Well, I am truly, very sorry for what I ever did to you or tried. I also wanted to say that I have changed significantly over the time since I was out of high school."
"How significantly?" Silt looked at me and gestured me to tell her with his eyes.
"It means he's gay," I told her. She froze in the doorway, comprehending what she just heard. Then, she just looked blankly at the MudWing.
"Really? You?"
Silt just sighed at her response. "Anyways, I'll go now. So, see you soon Galactic, and maybe never again Waterfall." He turned away and began to slowly walk away from me and Waterfall, and we didn't stop him. Just before he made his way through the stairwell door, I got his attention.
"Wait!" I blurted, and he turned to look at me. "When is our first training session?"
He grinned at me. "You'll see."
Before either of us knew it, Silt was gone, out of the building to moon's know where. Waterfall invited me into her dorm room, openly suggesting ideas what to do while the two of us were still awake. I already felt a little drowsy, but I decided to not fall asleep just yet.
"So . . . I was wondering if you wanted to do something tonight," I asked, "something like a movie." She was over at the counter, and when I asked that question, her movements slowed slightly.
"Didn't we already watch one?" She rhetorically asked me. "Besides, I don't have any other movies, except the one we already watched."
"Anything else on your mind?"
She paused while moving from the counter to the couch. Before I blinked, I saw a vibrant shade of crimson take over her face. Waterfall looked at me dead in the eye, and I raised an eyebrow at her.
"I have some ideas."
(* * *)
(Freakwave's POV)
It was seven in the morning, and I was strumming on my guitar in the music room. My eyes were closed while I played a tune of the bass, trying to find a good rhythm for our next song.
"Freakwave," I opened my eyes, seeing Qibli at the doorway. "What're you doing?"
I grinned back at him. "What does it look like?"
He gave a brief chuckle. "Dude, it's Competition Day. No classes for the rest of the week. Hell yeah!"
"Wait," I stopped strumming my bass guitar. "What's that? Are you pranking me?"
"Dude, that was only one time! Besides, Competition Day is when all the colleges in Pyrrhia come to compete against each other. Each winglet in each college competes, well everyone chooses a dragon in their winglet to compete. And lucky for you, we're competing!"
I was still confused, but seeing Qibli dancing around the room made this whatever day important to him. "What are we competing in, exactly?"
"We're competing in the music section, just you and I," he anxiously told me, before starting to grab his bass drum. "They already got everything set up, we just need to move our things to their location."
"What time does this start?" I felt like I was asking too many questions, but Qibli didn't seem annoyed by this.
"In about-um 12 hours? Well, something around that time," he told, carrying his drum out of the room.
"Where are you taking that?"
"To your car!"
My eyes went wide as I franticly searched for my keys, but they seemed to disappear off of the table I set them on. "Hey!" I grabbed my two guitars and went after him; there was a good chance he would start driving without me there, too. As I went after him, I could hear him laughing in delight.
(* * *)
Being only eight in the morning, it felt awful from the hot, humid weather I was experiencing. I was sweating in places I didn't even know where I could possibly sweat, too. I groaned, sitting down on the stool next to all of our things. Qibli came up to me with a grin, then handed me a small can. I read the label, then looked up with a confused expression on my face.
"What is this for?" I asked.
"Think," that was only response he gave me as he opened up the can and dipped his talons into it.
"Why do we need face paint? What purpose does this serve?"
"It's for college spirit," Qilbi explained, making lines with jade paint on his snout and around his eyes. "Everyone is going to be doing it. It would be embarrassing for you to skip this tradition."
I sighed, dipping two talons into the can after opening it. The color the SandWing gave me was gold, and I thought of a design. Once I did, I applied the paint to my face, making a wavy line. I then drew another one below the first one. Doing this on both of my face, I looked over to Qibli.
"I would do more," he answered my silent question. I watched him make a design on either arm, and being me, I decided to copy him.
We did this for about half an hour, and I examined the finished design. I grinned to myself, nodding in approval that it was pretty cool. Qibli then patted my back, and I looked to him.
"Let's get this show on the road," I finally said, a smile forming on my face.
(* * *)
(Celsius's POV)
"I don't understand why I have to wear paint," I thought aloud, looking over to Galactic. He was drawing a half-circle around the back of his eye. I looked down at the paint with a frown. "What kind of tradition is this anyways?"
"Trust me, you'll enjoy yourself," Galactic reassured him, giving a mischievous smile to the IceWing. Granted, that smile didn't reassure me at all. "Water told me that every dragon does this."
Reluctanctly, I began to draw zig-zags on my face and arms. It didn't take too long, mainly because I wanted to get it over with. Once I finished, I gave the can back to Galactic, who took it without questions. Don't know why I have to go to this.
"Ready?" Galactic glanced at me. I nodded, and he exited the house, with me in tow.
"Wow." I moved around Galactic, and what a surprise, it was Waterfall. Even though she wasn't my girlfriend, I had to admit that the paint design followed by her looks made her look hot, even sexy, almost. I shook those thoughts from my head. That's what Galactic is suppose to be thinking. I grinned over at the NightWing, who was utterly dumbfounded by the SeaWing Princess in front of him. I looked over to the dragoness, who had a certain glint in her eye that made me curious.
"What'd you two do last night?" I watched their current expressions change to flustered ones. "I'm kidding." They began to calm down, and Waterfall gave a punch in the shoulder. I clutched my shoulder and opened my snout in pain, but didn't let out a yell. "What was that for!"
"What do you think?" Waterfall snapped back, before wrapping her arms around Galactic and kissing him. I rolled my eyes at their scene, waiting to get a move on.
"You two really need to get a room, not do it in front of witnesses," I informed the both of them.
"We already did," Waterfall countered my statement, as if I gave her a challenge. I questiongly looked at Galactic, and he was more flustered than I have ever seen him.
"Okay, T.M.I. fam." Waterfall only laughed while Galactic only blushed more from embarrassment. "Can we get a move on?"
Using my keys, I unlocked my SUV and entered it. Galactic got in the front passenger seat, while Waterfall got in the seat in the middle section. I started the car and we made our way to the Competition Day festival.
It wasn't that long of a drive, and I was happy for it. When we arrived, I struggled to find a parking spot, before getting lucky with finding one near the festival. I sighed in relief, trying to imagine roaming the massive parking lot. Shuddering, I exited the car, along with Galactic and Waterfall, and we headed in.
The first thing I noticed was that every dragon here was wearing paint. There were all colors, shades, and brights in the crowd as we headed to meet up with Freakwave. Moving through the crowd, I curled my tail to make sure I didn't hit anyone by accident. The amount of dragons here made it feel like a maze. Loud music filled the air, followed by laughing and yelling from everyone around me.
"You finally made it," Freakwave announced, coming from crowd suddenly. We all grouped up in a circle. "You guys ready for the show?"
"Can't wait." Galactic grinned and Waterfall did the same. I just stood there, giving him the best supporting smile I could. Freakwave and I then did our little handshake we created a few years back. We did it with ease, considering it's been a long time.
"Didn't know you still had it in you," Freakwave joked, and I gave a light-hearted laugh.
"Well, I'm full of surprises," I responded, and he gestured us to follow him. We obliged, mainly because he was taking us to the back stage. "So are we V.I.P guests?"
"You said it, not me," Freakwave responded casually. "If you see it that way, then yes." In the corner of my eye, I saw Waterfall silently cheer; I couldn't help but smile. "And yes, you get front row seating, too, sis."
"This is possibly the best gift you've given me ever," she responded sarcastically. The SeaWing dragoness gave her brother a hug, and he happily hugged back.
"Famiily is everything," Freakwave concluded, looking up at both Galactic and me. We nodded; neither of us could agree more on a single thing. The two siblings separated from each other, and we ended talking about past events, none of us bringing up yesterday. We just wanted to have fun today and let all of our worries vanish for another time.
After a while, I heard nature call. "I'll be right back guys." I zoomed out off the backstage platform and made my way to the a restroom building that the carnival was built around. Entering the building, I saw a SandWing and MudWing, who was leaving the building. I entered a stall and did the my business casually, not thinking about anything the joyous time I was going to have. After finishing, I exited the stall.
And my face was met with a claw. I let of a yell and stumbled, hitting the wall of the building. I then looked up, seeing the SandWing from a few moments ago charge at me.
He was carrying a knife.
My eyes went wide as he stabbed at me. I was barely able to catch his wrist, preventing him from impaling me. I gasped at the energy I was using to keep him off me. After a few minutes of a struggle, I managed to push him off and grab his knife in the process. Without thinking, I plunged the knife into the SandWing's chest, and he froze, glaring at me before dropping to the ground.
I was in pure terror at what I just did. Slowly looking up at my two front claws, I examined them as if I was just bit by something. I then looked down at the body, before gazing at the corpse in front of me.
"What did I do."
Hello people, I want to say that after this story is complete, I am choosing to take a break from this four part series and making another story.
I will explain this again when I create this story, but I will also say it right now.
- After watching both movies today, I thought of an idea. This book will have a plot similar to the 2011 Animated Film Rio.
- This will have my OC, Galactic, as the protagonist.
- I will have a new OC being featured in this story. The credits of this character go to Egbert27.
- The concept of dragons existing with humans on Earth (yes, I said EARTH) will be the setting in relations.
- Dragons will be around the sizes of a human being and 1.5x bigger than a human. (They will be much smaller than in canon)
Here is a sample
The female SeaWing glared down at him, and Galactic was in a very frightened mood. He began to wonder why he decided to agree on coming to South America. He began to nervously back away, before he hit the tree trunk.
"I know t-things aren't looking so good r-right now," Galactic stuttered nervously. "To b-be honest, I don't w-want to b-be here either." He wasn't ready to die just yet. Please don't rip me to shreds.
She seemed to calm down, but then the lights in the large cage started to dim and slow music started to play. She looked around and begin to give him a very aggravated look.
"Okay, that was not me," Galactic said quickly, which made him feel more guilty. "To be honest, though, it is a good song."
"I am not the only traveler," the NightWing began to sing aloud, getting a very confused and agitated frown from the SeaWing. Before he knew it, Galactic was tackled by the dragoness, and he let of a yell of pure terror. He managed to get away from her claws, only for the SeaWing to chase after him. Clumsily, he seemed to dodge most of her attacks, but he forgot to look where he was going.
Then next thing Galactic knew, he was dazed on the ground, with the dragoness looking over him. Her face read that she had no concern for the NightWing and began to walk away from him. Getting up slowly and clumsily, he gazed at her moving towards the wall, and he decided to follow her.
"What're you doing?" He asked in curiousity. After he said this question, he saw her prying at the bars of the ventilation cover.
"Trying to escape," she responded, her spanish accent clearly heard as she continued prying at the bars. Galactic frowned at the thought of her plan.
"Why would you want to escape this place? This cage is very nice-I wish I lived here." Galactic audibly her scoff of disgust from where he was standing.
"Of course," she started. "Why would I think anything more than from a pet. It's a concept you don't understand." She spat the pet part like it was a rotten fish. Why is she hating the fact that I spent my entire life with a human? He was just confused at her accusation.
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