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Chapter 1

Surge was never interested in getting involved with issues, especially ones that could harm him or others. Whenever something controversial happened, it ended up ruining thousands of lives. Recalling in his history class, he remembered his teacher going over the civil war his tribe had seventy years ago. The result of who should lead caused a bloody war, and in the end, killed tens of thousands of ElectroWings. His tribe is recovering, now having way less than before the war.

Lying in his bed, he looked up at the dark, menacing clouds moving over his house and his town. Streaks of white flashes in their massive bodies, followed by loud clashes of thunder. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning shot down and struck a dragon: an ElectroWing. Surge watched him, not surprised at his current state after the strike. The dragon was fine, and continued on his merry way as if nothing could happen.

Sighing, Surge lied down on his bed, looked at the drawing he had hung on the walls. One was a drawing of him, his mother, and his father. Closing his eyes, he remember when their family was together. They had amazing times and wonderful memories.

Well, before his father left Surge and his mother.

"Jerk," Surge muttered under his breath, glaring at the picture of his father. He didn't leave for another ElectroWing, or because of fighting in between the two mates. Rather, it was because his own son refused to be struck by a bolt a bright death. "Why couldn't you just accept my decision." Stretching his wings, he yawned as the dark sky continued to flash on, several more bolts hitting the crowd of dragons standing outside.

His tribe was unique, and the only type of tribe he has ever known. There were rumors from the elders and leaders that other continents with other tribes of dragons existed, but they have never been proved. Closing his eyes, he began to think of getting out of the town he lived, even fly out across the ocean in hopes of proving to the tribe. Surge wanted to show his tribe that there was more out there; that they could explore the other land masses and interact with other tribes.

They would probably laugh at me. He covered himself with his wings, trying to protecting the negative thoughts from entering his mind. No, they would use it as an excuse to beat me up, again. He wasn't very popular in school, and it all started when they head he was afriad of lightning.

Surge remembered them punching and clawing at him, telling him that without electricity, he would proven unhelpful and useless to society. What they said was true: hatchlings and dragonets had survived without being touch by lightning, that they had to energy to move on without it. Adults, however, needed them in order to function properly and help out the tribe as a whole. If they didn't get struck, then they would lose any energy means necessary in order to thrive. In most scenarios, the would be cast out by the queen or one of her ambassadors.

Don't forget the side effects. Surge thought to himself, shivering at the mentioning of them, too. In order for an ElectroWing to obtain the electricity, his tribe has lightning shaped horns that act as striking post during lightning storms. They conduct the electricity into their bodies and it flows through the veins, giving them energy. Even though it's how they survive, the chances of being overcharged his considerably low.

He wrapped his wings tighter at the mention of the word. It meant that an ElectroWing was killed for taking in too much Electricity at once. Causng the cells in the body to explode, it would lead to a quick, but also painful death. In the history books he read, the chances of it happening was higher if struck multiple times.

Opening his eyes, he slowly got off the bed and on his feet. Letting his eyes adjust to the darkness of the room, he scanned the area until he made out of the lining of his door. Opening it, it creaked from the friction it endured, making an unpleasant sound across the house. Surge cringed, hoping that he didn't accidently wake his mother.

However, his hope shattered when he heard footsteps from around the corner. Within seconds, he saw the larger female ElectroWing walk up to him, her eyes on his. Her copper scales gleamed in the low candle light of the house, giving her a metallic look to them.

His mother, Copper, was one of the nicest dragons to him, besides his friend. Copper worked as a cleaner in the palace, the morning shift, to Surge's relief. For her, it was one of the lower quality jobs, but she didn't mind; his mother liked being on the move. She smiled down at him, before wrapping her wings around him. "Nightmares, again?" Surge nodded, resting his head on her chest.

"Just thinking about dad," he murmured. Copper nodded, unwrapping her hold on the dragonet. "I was just going to walk around."

"Okay. Just call my name if you need me. I'll be in my room," Surge nodded, and went off down the hall. "Wait, Surge." He turned around to see his mother once more. She grabbed his claws softly, then nudged her head against his. "Tomorrow is Testing Day, make sure to get some sleep tonight."

"Yes, mom," he responded, and Copper gave her dragonet a kiss on the forehead before heading off. Making his way to the kitchen, Surge walked around the room, pacing to himself. It's already here, isn't it? He looked down at his tail, which was normal leading to the tip. On the end were two prongs, which acted as weapons. ElectroWings would be able to shoot out electricity to attack another, and Surge remembered seeing it happen at school.

I shouldn't be worried, should I? He looked aroud nervously, thinking of tomorrow's event. Testing Day is when an ElectroWing is tested if he has lightning generation. What if I have it? He wasn't sure how to feel if he had this strange power. All he ever heard was that whoever wielded such a power should be proud. He shook his head. What's the point of having pride in something I have, much less don't know how to use?

He looked up from his pacing, and his eyes resting on a mirror. He froze, looking at his reflection. His dark blue scales engulfed his body, followed by the few white stripes that went down from his snout to tail. He frowned, remarking that the stripes did look pretty cool, but also remembering that no one would care. All the dragons in his tribe had elegant looks of blue, purple, white, gold, silver, and copper. However, only the gold scales were held by a member of royal lineage.

His eyes shot up at the mention in his head. The queen is going to be present tomorrow. As he looked into the mirror, he couldn't decide whether to be excited and anxious, or nervous and scared. He remembered hearing stories of a dragonet with lightning generation. Once the tribe found out, the queen took him away to the palace. Ever since that day, no one has heard from the dragonet, again. Surge sighed, recalling every single theory that dragons had suggested.

Surge took a deep breath, then broke his stare from the mirror. Walking quietly back to the bedroom, he closed the door and lied back down on his bed. Closing his eyes, his thoughts immediately scattered to his father, and how he left him. The ElectroWing could recall the disappointment in his voice when he spat the words at him.

"Your a dissapointment to the tribe." At that moment, Surge remembered his father leaving the household, followed by hearing the crying of his mother. She was heartbroken at the seperation from her soulmate, but managed to live on from that day. Each day after that, Surge and his mother always looked after one another.

Why am I afraid of lightning. Surge couldn't help but ponder at the thought. Why can't I just act like one of my tribe. For thunder's sake, we are masters of electricity. The ability to wield lightning made him shiver in excitement.

A loud clash of thunder rattled Surge with fear. He shivered, then partially opened his eyes to look at his tail. Why do I have to be this way? He poked himself on the forehead with his pronged tail, before closing his eyes. Drifting to sleep, he let these thoughts swirl about in his head, ignoring them for the rest of the night. At least things can't get worse for me.

(* * *)

The blinding rays from the sun forced Surge to wake. Yelping from the sudden brightness of the sun, he felt his surge with pain. He kept them shut and covered until they adjusted to the bright atmosphere.

"Great day to start Testing Day," he groaned, even though it happened every so often. Yawning (I unironically yawned when I typed that), he stretched his legs, claws, and wings to get the feeling back. Looking around the room, he made his way through the doorway and into his other favorite place: the kitchen. Moving into the quite large area, he noticed a plate with a sheep on it. Beside the plate was a note, and Surge picked it up, reading the paper carefully.

Surge.

I hope today goes well for you, and I am planning a surprise when you get home. Your almost the age of beginning to help the tribe.

Remember, I will always be proud of you, no matter what happens. May the ancestors be with you when they test you. I hope you have a wonderful day and I will see you this afternoon.

Your Mother.

P.S. I didn't have time to cook the sheep, so you'll have to eat it raw. I hope you aren't disappointed.

Surge set down the letter, giving out a light-hearted laugh in the process. He smiled at the thought of Copper writing the letter, before heading off to clean the palace. His smile vanished when he saw the picture his father on the counter of the kitchen. How could you make her suffer, father? He picked at his breakfast, making sure the animal was dead. You should've seen her as I did, and maybe you wouldn't have left.

In one bite, he chewed down the dead animal. He crunched down on the bones, gagging almost at the taste of spoiled meat. How long has it been out? His thought on his meal vanished when he heard a knock on the door. He ran over to the front door of the household and opened it. Surge's eyes lit up in joy at the dragon in front of him.

His best friend, Circuit, was giving him the best smile she could manage. Surge let out a small laugh at her attempt, and she followed suit. Then, she engulfed him in her wings, giving Surge a tight hug. He wheezed as his lungs began to loose oxygen.

Seeing this, Circuit quickly stopped her embrace, backing up slighty. "Sorry! I did it, again, didn't I?"

"Yeah," Surge agreed, "but I was liking the hug." She giggled at his response, and Surge gave her a toothy grin.

"Come on, sleepy head," she teased, twining her tail with his. "We're already going to be later than we scheduled." Surge heard her voice, but it was barely heard from her as he became mesmerized by her shining blue and silver scales. "What?"

He jumped, recalling reality once more. "Sorry. You just look even prettier today." She let out a soft laugh, her cheeks becoming red with embarrassment. Surge closed the door to his house, and the two began their walk to the school. The streets were even more crowded with dragonets and their parents. Surge sighed, thinking of his mother and how she wouldn't be able to make it.

"You excited?" Circuit asked him, and he shrugged. "Well personally, I'm pretty nervous. Well, mainly because if I do have lightning generation, what will happen?"

"I'm nervous for the same reasons," Surge agreed. "What will happen if we have it? Didn't the elders say there was great pride in having the ability?" Circuit frowned, thinking for a moment.

After she thought, she moved on to another topic. "I was wondering what type of job you would like to have. I mean, to help the tribe and all."

"I don't really know," Surge told his friend truthfully. "I never really thought of what to do after this."

"I was hoping to be a healer," Circuit announced, puffing her chest out with pride. "To help all of the sick and injured dragons." Surge gave her a wide smile, before looking down to the ground. Circuit seemed to catch his sadness. "What's wrong, Surge."

"I've just been . . . thinking," he spoke hesitantly. "Well, thinking about my father and today. Is it okay to be nervous?"

Circuit leaned her head against his and looked up at him. He gazed into her electric, yellow eyes: they glimmered at him with encouragement. "It's fine to be nervous, especially for something like this. But whatever happens, we'll get through it, together."

Surge gave her a soft smile and covered her with a wing. "Thanks for that, Circuit."

"Your welcome," she grinned back. "Now what choice of payment would you like to choose?" The two dragonets laughed, getting attention from other ElectroWings. Surge didn't care; as long as he had someone like Circuit in his life, he would be the happiest dragon on the continent.

The two continued their chatting as they walked. A few times, they would tell a joke and the other would laugh. It keep Surge's spirits high and his mind relaxed. It wasn't long until they reached the school building, which the field in front of it being crowded with dragons. In the center of the mayhem was a desk with an older ElectroWing with two guards beside her. Surge and Circuit walked up to the desk, and the older ElectroWing looked up at dragonets. She eyed them for a moment, before turning back to the paper on her desk.

"Do you attend this school?"

"Yes, ma'am," Surge answered politely.

"Names please." Surge wondered what her life was like; and it didn't seem like it was a good one. The ElectroWing seemed to be in a grumpy mood, and Surge might've thought it was because of the job she was doing: dealing with wild dragonets.

"I'm Surge and this is Circuit."

"Oh," she murmured, eyeing Surge for a moment. He sighed: this dragon must've of heard the story about him. "Okay, you are registered." She handed the two of them a tag, which showed a number. "Wear it and when the test starts, move to the spot you are assigned." Circuit nodded, thanking the ElectroWing while Surge stayed silent, looking at the tag. "Now move along." He took several steps away from the desk, but kept his eyes on the tag. It showed the number 187, then he looked at Circuits, which revealed one number lower than his.

"Cool! We're right next to each other!" She gave out a wide smile, and Surge grinned with her. "Well, at least we won't be bored as we wait. I wonder how many of us will actually have lightning generation?"

"There's only been one ever recorded in our history, right?" Circuit looked at him, frowning. "So, I guess the chances are pretty low."

"Well, there's still a possibility-" She was cut off by a dragonet wrapping a wing around her. Surge looked at the culprit and glared at him. His electric blue and bronze scales gleamed in the daylight, almost blinding Surge from looking at him. "Do you mind, Stingray?" Her expresssion showed disgust at the rather rude ElectroWing. "I was chatting with Surge." She pulled away from his grasp, but Stingray gave her a grin, followed by a wink.

"Well, I was thinking that talking to the only dragonet afraid of electricity must be pretty boring," he concluded to the two of them. "I was thinking more of intriguing conversation with someone like me. Besides, you deserve to have better friend than him." Stingray poked Surge with his pronged tail, and Surge suddenly had the urge to punch him. However, he thought of the outcome, and it didn't see good. The other male ElectroWing was bigger and stronger than him, so he had no chance.

Surge growled at the ElectroWing, and Circuit gave the same response. "No, and I don't like hanging out with jerks. Get lost." Stingray was eyeing the dragoness, and Circuit responded to his suggestive looks with a harsh glare. "Now!"

Stingray just shrugged, chuckling at the two of them. "Well, it's your loss, babe." He gave her one last wink before deliberately shoving Surge aside. Surge felt anger rush through his body as he watched the cocky dragonet shuffle on, laughing and insulting him with his friends. Suddenly, Surge saw a spark of electricity jump from his talons, followed by a crackling sound. He let out a yelp, jumping into the air. It didn't help his cause when the other dragonets started laughing at him, but he didn't care. His focus was on his claws, thinking of the electricity he just saw pop out from them.

"Did you see that, Circuit," he asked her, and she nodded, her eyes wide. They completely lost focus of the dragons outside their views on each other. Circuit grabbed his claws with hers, observing them closely.

"Could that be lightning generation," she pondered quietly to him, not wanting to attract more attention to him. His heart jumped at the idea of having the one ability that Stingray would be jealous of. I could finally show him not to mess with Circuit and him. His thoughts were partially interrupted by a group of male dragonets catcalling in their direction, specifically at Circuit. She ignored them, and they stared into each other's eyes. But I wouldn't be any better than him.

He shook his head. "Maybe it's nothing. Come on, let's find some other place where they won't pick on us." Circuit nodded, twining her tail again with Surge's. They walked away from the group of crazy dragonets chatting and laughing. Even though they were moving out of sight, he couldn't help but feel as if he was being watched. Looking around, his eyes soon laid on the sight of a guard eyeing him. Soon, the guard walked out of view from Surge, but he had a bad feeling.

He looked back down at his claws again, stopping. Circuit did the same, and she wrapped her wing around him. "Remember, we're in this together." She rested her head on his shoulder and he smiled at the feeling. Together, he thought. No matter what happens.

Hello people, sorry for the delayed chapter. I had some things come up, but it's all good. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and I will see you guys soon.

FuRy-Mike