Hey guys! Just want to say I am sorry if you hate me for that little *cough* sad moment *cough*; it makes the story more interesting. The poll is also up, so vote now for the ship you want!

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(Freakwave's POV)

"So Riptide," I spoke. "You live with Fathom?" The light blue SeaWing just nodded in response as he looked at the blueprint of the SeaWing mansion. "Fathom! You're going to be a wanted dragon, you know!" I turned to Riptide again, who was deep in thought. "Aunt Coral on to you again?"

"One can say that, but 'on to'' is an understatement. I'd be a dead dragon if it weren't for Fathom," Riptide glanced at Fathom, his eyes filled with gratitude.

"Even if I am, they wouldn't find me in a million years," Fathom pointed out from across the room, where he was snuggled with Indigo on the couch, watching the television. "I'd like to see them try."

"Um... I wouldn't say that. Aunt Coral has Great Uncle Albatross as a loyal animus."

Fathom just looked at the T.V., turning stiff. "Oh, never thought of him. Might have to animus proof the house."

"Okay," Riptide started, tapping the blueprint. "This looks pretty secure, but I noticed a small entrance on the side that's not too guarded. The only thing is that we would need a distraction." Immediately, we both looked at Fathom, who was too busy watching a comedy show. "How do you get wifi out here?"

"It's called being skillful at many things, which you aren't," Fathom replied, causing Indigo to put her head in his shoulder to hide her giggles.

"You mean animus powers?"

"If that's what you call it," he responded. "And the answer is no. I am not going to risk my life for something you two snail heads are going to do."

"It's for Galactic," I responded, and Fathom turned his head from the couch to look at us. "There was an 'incident' with the news, and Waterfall kind of lost it." Fathom gave me a skeptic look, but he didn't ask any question, to my relief.

"Why didn't you just say that," Fathom responded getting up, startling Indigo in the process. "Sure, I'll help." Indigo looked scared at that comment. She immediately went to Fathom's side when he was gazing at the blueprint.

"I'm not sure about this Fathom," Indigo stated, and got an answer when Fathom put a wing around her. "What if you get hurt?"

"I won't, I promise," he responded, nudging her side. "And I thought you were a trained soldier."

"That's true, but I don't anything to happen to you," she responded, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. The response to this was Fathom blushing into a bright crimson.

"You two want a room?" I asked with a grin, and the next second I said that, I saw a purple blur flew past me. I was swept off my feet and on the ground, with Indigo holding a knife to my throat, grinning. "I take that back."

"You should," Indigo responded. "Next time you do that, you'll be exactly like Galactic." I gulped at the tone of her voice, which was ice cold, considering she had a innocent smile on her face. She slowly got off me and helped me up. As I stood up, I got a quick glance at Fathom smirking, trying hard not to laugh. I gave him a glare, and he became suddenly serious and interested in the blueprint.

"Okay, so Fathom, you're going to do something to make the guards chase you around the mansion or into the ocean," Riptide explained. "Freakwave and I will stand guard while Galactic goes to apologize to Waterfall. If this works, I might be able to see Tsunami, too." I just stared at Riptide as he sheepishly scratched his back. "Any question?"

"Shouldn't we have a relay team?" I asked, getting confused looks from the three SeaWings. "Like someone to deliver a message when there's danger coming or something else?"

"No, too risky," Riptide interjected, "although we could give him a radio. Any other questions?"

The rest of us didn't say anything, so Riptide wrapped the blueprint from off the table and went into what looked like his own room. Indigo and Fathom went back to their previous positions: snuggled on the couch. I walked out of the wooden house and entered my car. Starting up the ignition, I drove onto the desert road and headed back for Jade Mountain.

(Galactic's POV; 8 P.M.)

"Are you sure this is the way to do things?" I asked Freakwave nervously, only to receive a grin. We were hiding in a bush, parallel to Riptide and Fathom, who were waiting for the signal.

"She'll be happy to see you," he responded, looking at the side entrance.

"Since we're breaking into the Royal SeaWing Mansion, she might think I'm some stalker."

"I'm coming with you to make it look like you were granted access into the mansion, don't worry." Suddenly, his eyes widened for a split second. "Oh shit."

"What?"

"Waterfall might be in the Deep Palace. Oops."

I just sighed and face-taloned; this was starting to fall apart. "Oops, that's all you have to say?"

I nodded, but I wasn't sure this would work. I stood above Freakwave just a little to see what we were up against. As I looked, I saw two guards holding spears with both their claws. They looked bored and alert at the same time as they stood there, scanning for intruders. It was a minute before Freakwave gave Fathom a thumbs up.

Fathom nodded and appeared from the bush, getting the attention of the two guards. The guards responded by pointing their weapons at the SeaWing Prince, who smiled at them.

"Identify yourself," one of the guards demanded, their weapons aimed at Fathom's chest. Fathom slowly made his way to the guards with his hands raised.

"I am Prince Fathom of the SeaWings," he responded to the guards, who just stared at him in shock.

"The lost prince... unbelievable," the second guard breathed. "How are you alive, after four years?"

"That doesn't matter," Fathom responded. "I just need assistance to the front entrance." Both of the guards bowed respectfully and escorted the prince towards the front entrance. Freakwave and I just turned to meet each other's stares, then to Riptide, who shrugged.

"That's not how I saw it," Freakwave finally spoke up, and I gave him a confused look. "I more of saw it like Fathom getting chased by guards. More violence, too."

"What goes on in that head of yours," I told him as we carefully made our way to the door. Riptide joined us and opened the door, looking in the room behind the entrance. He nodded to us that it was clear and I stealthily went in, my tail curled close to my body. I heard the door close behind and talon steps going towards the front entrance. This was it, success or failure; love or sadness.

I scanned around the room, realizing it was a kitchen. I made my way to the exit that led to a hallway, which a couple of SeaWings were walking through. I waited for them all to pass, then I made my way towards the staircase, considering I memorized the entire layout of the house. As I made my way down the hallway, I heard footsteps coming from another hallway that intersected with the one I was in. My mind froze, and so did my body. My eyes scanned around the hallway and they rested on a door. I scrambled to the to entrance and twisted the knob to open it, and it complied. I quickly bolted into the room and closed the door. I put my body against the door and gulped in air, panicking. The talon steps got closer, but soon stopped.

Perfect, I thought sarcastically, then I started hearing voices on the other side. Pressing my ear against the door, I began to listen to the two dragons on the opposite side.

"I heard Queen Coral wants a NightWing dead, or to make him wish he was dead," said one of the dragons, followed by the sound of wood thumping to the marble floor. "You know what happened to make her pissed?"

"She thinks the NightWing broke Princess Waterfall's heart," spoke the other voice. "The Queen does not like her heirs to be in pain or to hurt."

"What about that Riptide fellow," the first one growled, followed by another from the other dragon.

"That bastard should die for his crimes, like his father should, too," the second spoke darkly. "I wish I could see the look on that SeaWing's face when he gets caught and tortured."

"Guards Tide and Reef, the lost Prince has been found, you are posted at the entrance of the throne room," a voice spoke all of a sudden.

"But Commander Shark said to guard the jewelry," one of the guards interjected.

"Since I'm a SeaWing Prince, I outrank the Commander. Now, get your tails to the throne room!" Two pairs of claws rushed to the left and quickly faded. I waited for the other dragon go away, but it didn't happen. "You can come out now, Galactic." I cautiously opened the door, and it revealed to be Freakwave, who was standing there with a wide grin. "Hurry up, before the guards realized they got tricked."

I nodded and followed Freakwave as we made our way to and up the large staircases. It would've taken longer, but every single SeaWing was in the throne room, celebrating Fathom's return. I rolled my eyes at the thought, considering this was the last thing Fathom wanted: to be welcomed back by a Queen who would use him. We made our way through the second floor before we approached Waterfall's room. Freakwave pressed one of his ears against the door and listened intently.

"Is she in there?" I whispered.

"Not that I can tell," he whispered back, before knocking on the door.

"Who's there," Waterfall's voice answered, though there were cracks in it. We both sighed in relief, but I started to feel a sting of guilt.

"It's your bro," the SeaWing Prince spoke softly. "Can I come in?"

There was a moment of silence. "Fine." Freakwave slowly opened the door until it revealed the both of us. As soon as I saw Wateerfall, my heart weighed down like a brick and grief filled my system. She was sobbing in her bed, laying down towards us. Her eyes were filled with tears and her head was resting on a pillow. She slowly looked up at us as she spoke. "What do you want Freak..." Her voice stopped as she looked directly at me, then turned away with tears bursting out of her eyes. My heart ached to see her like this.

"I'll just go leave you two alone, yeah," Freakwave spoke quietly as he exited the door, closing it behind him. I fixed my gaze on the dragon I lied to, which made my guilt radiate more. I walked slowly up to her, as she lay on her bed, sobbing into a pillow.

"Waterfall," I softly spoke to her. "I'm so, so sorry for not telling you about this. I don't know what I was thinking." She glanced at me with her emerald eyes, before laying her head on the damp pillow. "There's a reason why I didn't tell you at first." That got her attention. She turned her head to me with her sorrowful eyes as tears streamed down her face. At a few moments, she hung her head, to depressed to hold it up. I gently placed my left claw on her cheek, and lifted her head.

"I wanted a life without the media, so I could be myself and make my own friends without them knowing I was a superstar," I explained to her softly. "I didn't know by doing this, I would be betraying you of your trust."

"You have no idea what I've been through my entire life," Waterfall managed to say through her sobs. "How many times I've been betrayed."

I took my claw off her cheek and gently leaned in, placing my forehead against hers. I saw her close her eyes, as if she was reliving the betraying events that happened to her. "I know, Freakwave told me everything."

"He did?" She asked softly, and I nodded.

"There's a difference between those dragons and me: I would never want to do anything to hurt you," I told her. "I would even die in the worst possible way than let you suffer."

She then backed away from me and turned away. I thought that I said something wrong to screw up this apology.

"I'm sorry, too, Galactic," she managed after a few seconds. "It was stupid of me to think that you were like them. My mind and heart were telling me two different things about you." I took another step to her and grabbed her claws with mine. She turned her head to meet my eyes.

"You were being yourself when you did that, there's nothing to apologize about," I told her. "And always remember, follow your heart, no matter how bad the situation is. Don't let your thoughts cloud the path." She gave me a small smile, and I returned one to her. "Waterfalll, will you forgive me?"

Her eyes glinted with glee at the two words. "Yes, Galactic, I do."

With that, she leaned in and kissed me, and I kissed her back. She put her talons around my neck as I put mine on her waist. I spun us around the room with happiness as she deepened the kiss. After a minute, we separated, laying her head on my chest. We sat on the bed together as we caught our breath, looking into each other's eyes. Then I heard clapping and whirled my head to see where the noise came from.

I wasn't surprised when I saw Freakwave standing there, clapping away. "Bravo, you two, but we have to cut it short. Plan compromised."

"Plan?" Waterfall asked, before her eyes lit up in realization. "Oh." She looked at me sadly, before we both kissed again momentarily.

"Yeah, guards found Riptide, and Fathom was thrown out again by Great Aunt Lagoon. Riptide is running for his life right now," Freakwave explained to us as he inspected his claws. "If you're both done smooching, we better get Galactic out of here before Aunt Coral cuts of his head." I gulped at the sound of that as Waterfall glared at her brother. I got off the bed, before I realized what I forgot. I went back to Waterfall, who was still glaring at her brother.

"Waterfall?" I asked her, receiving a curious look from her. "Would you like to go on a date with me?"

"Galactic! Bro!" Freakwave shouted, before giving me a face-talon. "You could get tortured by my aunt if caught, and this is what's on your mind!"

I ignored him, waiting for Waterfall to answer. She looked at me with a grin. "Of course, why wouldn't I?" I silently cheered as the SeaWing Princess giggled.

"I'll call you later," I announced to her, and she nodded, giving me a hug. "Well if I don't die."

"Just be careful, NightWing," Waterfall shouted jokingly as we left the room. I looked at Freakwave for a plan out of here, and I saw him look at a window. Well, either that or torture, I thought as Freakwave opened the window and jumped out of it. I followed him as I heard footsteps rushing from the staircase.

As I felt the wind, I opened my wings to catch it. I glided down, only to stumble into the ground again. The SeaWing Prince just laughed as I shook the dirt off myself, before I giving him a glare.

"I say mission accomplished, good job," Freakwave told me, patting my back. "Now let's go find Fathom's truck."

(Celsius; 2 hours later..)

I was watching T.V. in my dorm, which was stationed on a hockey game. It's been a while since I've watched a hockey game on television, but the sport ran in my blood; my blue, icy blood. I had the fan on, too, considering I wasn't used to the warm weather.

As I continued to watch the game, I heard the door open. I whirled my head around to see Galactic walk through the door, followed by Freakwave, who was grinning like mad.

Galactic sat down next to me, and sighed lovingly. I looked at him, before chuckling at his expression. He was smiling wider than normal and his eyes showed nothing but a strong radiance of love.

I looked at Freakwave. "What happened with that 'mission'?"

"Well," Freakwave started, "Things went well, considering Galactic could've gotten stabbed if he was found in the Queen's jewelry room. I think his apology went well: I was able to see them make out for half a minute. I could describe it to- I'll shut up." I gave the SeaWing Prince a confused look, before I looked at Galactic, who was aiming his auto-pistol at Freakwave.

"Would you mind if I shoaot him?" Galactic asked me. I looked at him, then turned to Freakwave, then back at the NightWing.

"I wouldn't miss him," I finally answered.

This caused Freakwave to bolt out the room, Galactic following him. It was only a few seconds until I saw that Galactic left his gun here. I got off the couch and poked my head outside, but I wasn't the only one. A couple of other dragons looked down the hall, only to see Freakwave to into the stairway room, with Galactic hot on his tail. Life is still interesting, I thought to myself as I went back inside, closing the door. I made my way back on the couch as I continued to watch the hockey game, just in time to see my team score.

"Yes!" I yelled pumping my arms into the air. I didn't care if other dragons heard this or if they woke up because of me. I was having the most fun in my college life right now.

Chapter finished. Thank you guys for being patient. I also have an announcement to make: I will be going to another state for three weeks, but I will still update in that time frame.

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Also, this story will consist of 100k or more words, followed by more WoF characters and OCs that will be introduced into the story.