Crrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaacccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkk

Something sounded in the forest.

Crrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkk

Here it was again.

CRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKK

It was louder.

"Deathbringer!" A pink and acid green female screamed, "it's coming, she's here!"

A dragon the colour of night rushed into the hatchery, panick on his face.

"But it's not supposed to come yet," he fretted, "she was due in a month, are you sure it's her?"

"There's no other egg here!" She hissed at her love, "and yes, she's coming now! But her Beautiful purple egg has turned into a shiny silver, and has rolled over onto the deck in the moonlight!"

"how is that possible?" Deathbringer asked, "nothing could've knocked it over!"

They rushed out onto the balcony and peered at the glistening egg.

And then it shattered, practically exploded.

The dragonet inside was a practical work of art. Her scales a inky dark blue and metallic moon blue teardrop scales in the corners of her eyes as well as down her side and on her underwing and her ruff. Her eyes were a glorious nebula purple with hints of black. Her tail was curled in a prehensile forum and a black forked tongue slipped in and out of her mouth. She was awfully small and looked very fragile.

"My baby," she whispered, green turning to crimson. She engulfed the child with a hug, and was soon joined by the father.

"What will we call her?" He asked, after the two minute hug, "I was thinking Lifetaker."

"What! No!" She roared and smacked him over the head, she could never think of her angel being named something awful. It was bad enough her love was named Deathbringer. "How about Moonflower?"

"Nah," Deathbringer scrunched his nose up, "she might not be a killer, but she is not a flower. How about scale?"

She whacked him over the head again, "scale is the most ridiculous name ever. Think, 'all hail Princess Scale!' Is so bad it even rhymes with hail! Ink,that's a nice name."

"Not that either," he snorted, "too short, but a good nickname."

They pondered for a moment, their unnamed child now asleep on the bed. Realization dawned upon both of them, their daughter's name had been revealed.

"Inkscale," they said at the same time, making the moment almost too perfect.

Queen Glory picked up her beloved heir.

"Inkscale," she cooed.

The dragonets eyes fluttered open, but something was off. Her eyes were red, red as blood, and a necklace had somehow managed to get around her neck. It was an obsidian coloured SkyFire stone with gothic silver wings. It had an unsettling, and all too familiar vibe to it. It was animus.

"Ink-" Deathbringer started then stopped, "no. No. nO. NO!"

Red slowly faded from Inkscale's eyes and she smiled. Deathbringer jumped forward, and tried to break the chain.

"What are you doing?" Glory snapped.

"T-t- that's not a SkyFire stone," he looked like he was about to pass out. "That's the Shadow Pendant. It marks a dragon and cannot be removed."

Green started to creep up again in Glory's scales, soon it drowned out the crimson and pink.

"What does that mean?" her voice was now unsteady.

"It means," he almost whispered, "Our daughter is possessed."

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A flash shot through Ink and her eyes turned a bloody red. She was no older than an hour old, and she was already getting a vision.

But this wasn't a vision, it was a Prophesy.

Scales of Ink.
Scales of fire.
Scales of the night.
The shadow shall possess her.
And send the world in fright.

Never ending darkness.
Hear the dragon's cry.
The eyes of blood will appear.
Away she will fly.

Turn to evil.
Turn to ink.
Turn to blackness.
Murder she will think.

Blinded by the pendent.
The daughter of the Queen.
Is the destruction of all nature.
Pyrrhia's future is unseen.

With that, Ink's eyes faded to their normal colour. The new prophesy stored itself into the pendent, saving itself for another time.

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Yay! Finally done! Hope you all like my new story, and I hope I'm able to update frequently!

P.s. The shadow pendent looks exactly like the pendant on the cover.