Hello readers! Get ready for the next chapter, but one quick thing.

Ghostpelt of ThunderClan: Yeah, I was talking to you. You kind of broke my mind with all your OC information. I plan on making another story on this, based on Galactic's sophomore year, and I might put your character in as a freshman. I will only do this if you give me permission to.

(Galactic's POV)

It was almost the middle of night. Cel and I camped out at the park we used to meet up after school last year. We had to wait a couple hours, but it gave me enough time to explain what happened when I crashed and what happened to my claw. He took all the information in better than I thought he would. He was also kind of jealous of my claw, being metal now.

Cel drove up to the parking spot we bought and turned off the ignition. The reason why I waited so long was because no one could mistake my neon green scales on my underbelly and wings. I didn't want to start a havoc of dragons yelling that I somehow survived.

We quietly made our way up to our dorm. Cel unlocked and slowly opened the door, with me beside him. He briefly looked at me and shook his head a little, telling that Starflight was still up. I mouthed the words "screw it" and walked in behind him.

"Where have you-" Starflight started to say to Cel, but stopped when he saw me. He was gaping at me now, probably shocked by seeing me in front of him. "Your alive!" He ran towards me and wrapped me in his arms, giving a tight squeeze.

"Nice to see you, too," I gasped, oxygen being cut off to my lungs. "But I won't enjoy the moment if I'm dead."

He let go of me, but he still had that wide smile on his snout. "Sorry, it's just I thought you were dead."

"Well, I proved you, and all of Pyrrhia wrong," I told him, and he laughed in response. I turned to Cel, who was in the kitchen. "Can you contact Freakwave and tell him when Desert's next car meet up is? I want to give him a little surprise."

Cel nodded, but frowned at the same time. "Won't it be suspicious?"

"Just tell him I'm alive."

"Kay."

He grabbed his phone and dialed Freakwave's number. He went to his room, with his phone to his ear. I turned back to Starflight, who just continue look at me, as if he was hopeful he wasn't dreaming this.

"You're definitely awake right now," I told him as he went to pinch his arm. He nodded gleefully.

"I can't wait to tell the others," he said, but my body filled with panic.

"No! No, no, no, no," I said loudly, shaking my head. "No one can know I'm alive, otherwise I would have the media on me, and they would eventually find out who I really am."

"Oh... ," he trailed off, finally getting the idea. "Not even Waterfall? She looks like she wants to give up on life since your crash."

I nodded and walked to Cel's room. "Tell him to bring Waterfall with him, too. I need to show her I'm still alive." He nodded slightly and relayed the message in the phone. They were a few noises through the from and Cel hung up. I looked at Starflight once more.

"So," I started. "What's been happening since I was gone. Well, actually unconscious for the past week."

"Well, Desert pretty much acted is if he owned Waterfall when he won the race," he told me. "Waterfall doesn't argue with him, she's too depressed to stop him from saying so. The school cancelled classes on Monday, and Cel's hockey practice's were cancelled for the entire week."

"Uh, huh," I said. "I guess the school takes the safety of the students very seriously; that's good. I will also go kick Desert's ass tomorrow." I growled the last part. I hated it when dragons acted like dragoness' are just trophies to be won. It was a inhumane thing to do. "Well, I better get some rest."

He nodded and started to his room, but he looked back at me for a second. "Galactic?"

"Yeah?"

"Can you promise me that you won't die anytime soon?"

I chuckled a little. "I don't plan on dying at all." He smiled as he walked into his room and closed the door. I went to couch and began to start falling asleep. Most of the pain was now gone from this morning. The only thing that hurt were the bruises and wounds on my back. It's going to be a fun day tomorrow.

(Waterfall's POV; The next day, 5 P.M.)

I was currently having a chat with Frekawave on why I should go to Desert's race tonight. He knew I didn't like him, but he was pleading with me to go anyways.

"Please, sis," he begged. "I heard that there's going to be something awesome happening tonight. Something that could possibly cheer you up."

"Will you take no as answer?" I asked him, ignoring his plead. All he did was shake his head and I sighed. "I guess I have no choice, do I?"

"You guessed correctly," he grinned at me. I just rolled my eyes and close the door on him. "Hey!"

"Go back to your dorm and leave me be until it's time to go," I said through the door. I didn't get an answer, but I heard his footsteps as I slowly walked towards my room. It was very unlikely that anything could cheer me up now, since Galactic was now gone.

I lay down on my bed, and I heard Graceful, probably talking with her friend on the phone. I closed my eyes and drove out the sound, wanting to be by myself right now. It was not surprising that Graceful suddenly barged into my room, probably going to tell me some news I already heard. I did my best to hide my irritated face. She wasn't a bad roommate, but she could be annoying sometimes.

"Something big happened yesterday!" she practically yelled. I put my claws over my ears.

"You don't have to be so loud," I told her as held out her phone to me. "What's this?"

"The GalaxyPlayer guy on YouTube just randomly posted a new video," she explained. "The big news about it is that it is not a normal video. Read the title of the video."

I looked at the phone and read the words on the video title. It read "I'm here Celsius, go to the place that changed our lives". I frowned at this, not too many dragons our friends with Celsius. Freakwave is one, but he doesn't have a YouTube channel named that. The only other dragon I knew was...

I almost dropped Graceful's phone, but regained control of it as it almost came out of my grasp. I gave the phone back to her and stumbled my way out of the door. It can't be him, I thought, they told the whole world that he died. For some reason, my heart still told me that he was alive, and that the evidence was right there.

Stop thinking like that, I hissed as I went to couch and sat down. There's no way he's still alive, and it hurts me to think it, but it's the truth. Tears formed in my eyes and went down my face. I grabbed the nearest dry object, a pillow, and put it up to my face. I let the tears soak into it as I hung my head low. It was going to be impossible to have a nice, happy life.

I suddenly felt a claw on my shoulder. I looked up to see Graceful smiling at me, trying to reassure me that things would be fine for the next few years I was here. I managed a weak smile back and put my head to rest on the pillow.

"Let's find you something to cheer you up," the RainWing told me. I nodded in agreement, I needed to get this depressing truth off my mind for a little. She turned on the TV and surfed through the different channels. We eventually found a comedy show and began to watch. It wasn't until half an hour later that I forgot about what I just went through and a smile appeared on my face.

(Three hours later.)

As we finished an episode of the comedy show we watched for three hours straight, I heard a know on the door.

"Must be my brother," I told Graceful as I went to answer it. I opened the door and Freakwave was standing there, with a grin on his face. "What's up with you?"

He frowned at me. "What do you mean?"

"You're expression has been hard as a rock this past week," I explained to him, and he was thinking carefully. "Now you're suddenly so cheerful."

"I found out my report for biology isn't due until next month," he responded. I eyed him suspiciously: he was always excited when certain projects got postponed for a long time. I didn't ask any further questions, not wanting to go into a to be argument. "You ready?"

I nodded and closed the door, saying goodbye to Graceful at the same time. I saw her smile and wave back at me just before I closed the door. I began to walk beside Freakwave, who just kept grinning. I have still never seen him this happy, I thought. There must be something up. I was about to ask him, but he suddenly spoke up.

"Car isn't too far from here," he told me. "I heard that they were going to look at the wrecked Trion tonight before the authorities clear it up and get it repaired."

"Okay... what does this have to do with me going there?" I asked him, and he shrugged. "Just in case someone finds a trace of what happened to Galactic. Something that the cops might've missed."

He made a really good point there. "Is that the real reason why you're so happy?"

"Kind of."

I got into his Shelby Cobra and he started the engine. With a good roar of the engine, he set off towards the Kingdom of Sand, the place where Galactic now rests in peace.

It wasn't too long of a ride, but it was a boring one. There wasn't too much to look at, just barren landscape with a lizard squirming into the sand every once in a while. I sighed, wondering why I even agreed to this in the first place. Because Galactic might still be alive, and I can maybe find something to figure out where Galactic went.

We approached a group of about two dozen cars, followed by about thirty dragons altogether. They were examining the car very carefully, and the closest on to the car, was Desert. As Freakwage drove up, Desert turned around and looked at us. He gave Freakwave a dark look, but gave me a smug grin as his eyes looked upon me. Pervert, I thought bitterly as I got out of the car. I gazed at the crowd, and saw something unexpected. Celsius was leaning against his SUV, looking emotionlessly at the wrecked Trion. I was about to ask Freakwave what he was doing here, but he must've already knew what I was looking at.

"I told him, too, and Starflight," Freakwave told me. "They're pretty much Galactic's two other best friends." I squinted my eyes, and I saw Starflight standing on on the otherside of the SUV. His dark scales made him almost impossible to see, but if you focused on him, you could the shape of his figure.

Freakwave then told he was going to be by them. I nodded as he drove away, and I turned toward the wreckage, only to be a foot away from Desert. He still wore his smug grin and I did my best to hold back from slapping him.

"So," he began. "Who were you with in that Shelby." His voice got lower as he said the sentence, and I knew why.

I managed not to roll my eyes at how stupid he was. "That was my brother," I told him. "Only smart dragons would know that." He didn't seem to hear the last part as his voice went back to normal.

"So you came to see me, babe," he told me. "Must be of how attracted you are to me." (I am cringing so hard right now typing this xD)

"No," I immeditely snapped. "I came to see if there's any evidence that Galactic is still alive."

"The NightWing," he snorted. "Why do you care about him now? I won the race, so I'm you're new boyfriend."

"Hey Desert!" yelled a voice from across the group of cars. I looked to see Celsius advancing to him. "You want to tell me what exactly happened to him?" The IceWing got face-to-face with Desert.

"Let me see," Desert said with mock thinking expression. "On our way back, we were past the the rock formations. When we were finally out of it, he decided to try and hit me with his car. He swerved at me, and I stopped the car, causing him to go right past me and swerved out of control. I don't know exactly what happened afterwards, but it looks he made a mistake trying to mess with me."

"Is that your story? Because that's the way I don't remember it to be," said a voice, coming from Celsius's SUV. The voice was shockingly familiar, it was a voice I hadn't heard since over a week ago. Every time I heard that voice, it made my heart jump with excited. I knew exactly what the voice belonged to. I turned around in shock as I saw Galactic coming our way. His walking made him look like the dominant dragon here, even though that role somehow belonged to Desert.

"It can't be," I heard Desert gasp. "The authorities said you were dead."

"Well," Galactic said, raising his arms. "I proved the cops, and all of Pyrrhia wrong." As he raised his arms, I saw something on his right claw. It was probably a silver glove that covered his claw for some reason. As he got closer, I realized that it was not a glove, but it was a metal claw, replacing his organic one. I continue to stare at him as he made his way towards us. How did he survive, I thought in bewilderment as tears of joy started to form in my eyes. Well, however he did, it doesn't matter now. What matters is that Galactic is still alive!

(Galactic's POV)

I walked towards Desert, who was now backing away slowly. He looked at me in horror as I came a few steps away from him. He was struggling to find any words to say, but he eventually found his voice again.

"How?" He demanded.

"To be honest," I said, "I would have been dead, if it wasn't for a SeaWing that found me fifteen minutes after I crashed. But that's not important. What is important, though, is to tell all these dragons here the truth. The real truth."

"Fellow dragons," I called out, but I already had their attention. All of them were wide eyes, gaping at me as if I just rose from the ground as a skeleton. "It's time to tell you what really happened to me."

"It all started on the way back to the starting line," I explained to the crowd of thirty dragons. They were all intensely focused on me. "I was passing Desert up slowly, but I did not try to run into him. He ran into me." The dragons were still silent. "This caused me to spin out of control, and I eventually hit a rock, making me fly into the air. I crashed hard back on Pyrrhia with my right claw nearly severed from the wrist."

"Whatever this dragon told you," I yelled, pointing to Desert. "Is all a lie." I began to approached him menacingly.

"You caused me to lose my claw," I growled at Desert, who just gulped fearfully. "You destroyed my car, but you also almost killed me in a race that would've deflated your ego a little bit if you lost!" I grabbed his shirt with my metallic claw and raised him off the ground. "Now get lost."

I threw him on the ground and he yelped in surprise. He, and a few of his friends, scrambled into their cars and drove off, definitely not wanting to come back to this place ever again. I looked at the remaining dragons still here. There were a few SkyWings, quite a few SandWings, and some MudWings. The only IceWing and SeaWings were Celsius, Freakwave, and Waterfall.

Waterfall, I suddenly thought and I looked at her. She stared at me with her emerald green eyes, and I returned the favor. She came closer slowly.

"I'm sorry," I told her. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you I was alive sooner and-" I was cut off by her suddenly launching herself at me, tackling me into a hug. The crowd of dragons began to disperse, probably going to leave us to our moment.

"Never, ever scare me like that again!" she yelled at me, but she smiling with tears going down her face. I smiled back at her, and we hugged a little more.

"So," I said to break the silence that fell over us. "Does that mean you're not Desert's girlfriend anymore or... " I trailed off.

That's when the best moment of my life happened.

Waterfall took my head in her claws and pulled me into a deep kiss with her. I was a little surprised at first, but I closed my eyes in happiness as we continued the kiss for a solid minute, before having to separate to breath in oxygen.

"That *pant* was something," I said, grinning at her.

"I was never his girlfriend," she said in response. "But maybe you can be my boyfriend."

"I would love to," I responded as we put our snouts together, going into another kiss. It was shorter this time, only because Freakwave interrupted us.

"Your guys know it's a little uncomforting for Cel and I to watch, right?" he said, pointing at us with his claws. I shook my head, grinning as Waterfall rolled her eyes, smiling. "Maybe you two should get a dorm or something."

"Shut up," I chuckled as Waterfall and I let go of each other. We smiled at each other once more before going to separate vehicles. Tonight couldn't get any better, because of the sweet vengeance I got and getting kissed by my crush, who was now my girlfriend.

Starflight sat in the back as I took shotgun. "Looks like we have something in common," he told me with a toothy grin. "Now the odd dragon out is Cel."

"Screw off," Cel said, scowling. I couldn't help myself but to laugh. It was good to be back with my friends again, especially when I had a certain dragon that was more of a friend now. I looked out the window, thinking of the moment I had with Waterfall. Cel started the car, and we went off, back to Jade Mountain.

Done with this chapter. I hope you guys enjoyed the content. If not, then I'm sorry to say that I can't do anything about it. When I listened to Moves Like Jagger by Maroon 5, I immediately thought of Clearsight and Darkstalker. The song fits perfectly with them. I will see you soon, readers. Goodbye!