Last year, another group of dragons graduated from Jade Mountain. Now new dragons poured into the halls. Lessons started tomorrow, and a small figure knelt at graves that had been there for nigh on a thousand years. The graves of the Dragonets of Destiny.

One will fall into abyss deep,

An old city whose soul they keep.

This dragonet traced the words on one of the gravestones. "Princess Sunny," she read aloud. "Kind dragon, perfect wife, loving mother." Ha, she thought. Maybe she was, but her daughter certainly wasn't. What kind of "kind dragon, perfect wife, loving mother" abandons her own child and erases them from history?

Something else on the grave caught her attention. It was the last verse from a poem she knew quite well. "And thus they fell,/ And thus they learned./ Power comes from unlikely places,/ And never is it from those unconcerned."

She laughed.

Another dragonet was in the art cave. He dipped his claw into black paint and began painting Jade Mountain.

One will sit, alone and abandoned.

Some may sit through it, but he cannot stand it.

He was glad beyond all belief that he had managed to get here. He was finally able to get away from all those idiots, all those "friends". Wing and Tail and Talon and Beak. And all of those "love interests". Horn and Claw and simpering Scale. Changing his name had been an excellent idea. Of course, nobody will know. Especially not that IceWing. She looks suspicious.

Yet another was floating in the lake. She felt the kelp brush her scales and internally scoffed. It's ridiculous, even the SeaWing royalty do this. Honestly, has the world fallen this low since I last came?

One will burn in fire raging,

From a war she is not waging.

She shifted in the kelp. Another SeaWing swum past her, laughing and calling her name. She forced herself to laugh and swim after him.

Another was frowning at the letter his mother had sent him. Seriously, Mother? "I'm extremely disappointed in you for trying to socialize with other tribes"? Stop being such a drama queen. Oh yeah, you're going to "expel me from the family". So? What point are you trying to make here?

One will pale into insignificance,

From his former position? A very large difference.

Lessons start tomorrow, thought another as he made his way to his dorm. It'll be a good time to find some stuff out. There are an awful lot of suspici- wait. There was another presence in his head now. Get out of my moon-damned head! Geez!

One will die begging on his knees,

Choking slowly on the poison breeze.

And then there was the NightWing who had just found herself (rather rudely, if she did say so herself) thrown out of someone's head. She dug out her notepad, writing it down. Interesting… very interesting.

One will scream at the stars above,

Seeking justice for one she loved.

Lessons started tomorrow, and it was going to be interesting to say the least…

The last will stand proud through the pain.

After all, this character is the main.

MACBOOK: please don't blame me. This was not my idea. I repeat, this was NOT my idea. Blame them! *gestures wildly at Narrator, Author, and Writer*

Narrator: hey! This wasn't our idea either! This was all Author's idea!

Author: *on a sugar high* hey! I have an idea! LET'S KILL EVERYONE!

WRITER: … ok real talk guys. Who let Author near the pixie sticks?

MACBOOK: IT WAS NARRATOR!

Narrator: *looks scared, quietly* I thought it was funny at the time…

Author: *running around like a crazy person screaming*

WRITER:

MACBOOK:

Narrator:

Logic: *very, very quietly* come on guys, we all know that Author would've managed to get a sugar high whatever we did…

WRITER: … ok that's true. But still… ROAR! *starts pillow fight*

Logic: *runs*

MACBOOK: *over crazed screaming and sounds of a (very bloody) pillowfight* so anyway everyone… those were the three (main) monsters in my head. Writer might not seem like much of a monster, but she can be terrifying. Oh, and Logic. I'm not sure why Logic's here, I didn't invite him. Anyway, I decided to let them come. Not sure why. But I mean… anyway. Do you like them? Are they funny? Are they annoying? Should I lock them out - ahem, I mean should they go on vacation so that they don't corrupt me even more? Should I keep them? Please tell me!