Part 2

The Prophet

Starflight's P.O.V.

When Moonwatcher told them to follow her, Starflight didn't know what to expect. Having conversations with her was always strange.

Fatespeaker lead Starflight around the hall. Starflight didn't need to be anywhere else, but this new hall was new to him. They suddenly got to stairs and Starflight stumbled. He groaned but got back up.

"Are you all right?" asked Fatespeaker.

"Yeah I'm fine." What he really wanted to say was, "No, I'm not fine, I miss my sight, my freedom to see." But he new it wouldn't make anything better.

They walked down the stairs which led straight to Moonwatcher's office.

Dragons told him that Moonwatcher was different 6 years ago. 6 years ago, she was small, and shy. Now, dragons say that she is tough, and almost as big as Starflight, but also gentle.

They stepped in to her office and Moonwatcher went behind her wooden desk. Winter was sitting patiently beside her, as her new 'body guard'.

Moonwatcher sighed deeply. "I have something very serious I need to tell you two. "

"We're listening." said Fatespeaker.

"Okay, well, I had a... vision." They looked at her in confusion. "Another one?" Starflight asked.

She nodded and said, "Yes. And even more serious than the last time."

"Moon, how can anything be any worse than the last time?" asked Winter. Moonwatcher looked at him, and shook her head. "I'm about to tell you." Moonwatcher said.

"Starflight and Fatespeaker, I believe that... your daughter... Maleficent.. I believe that she will, do something very bad."

Starlight felt confused. "Like what?"

"Well, in my vision, she had gathered the Nightwings... and was fighting with Glory. I believe she was fighting her... for the throne."

Fateskeaper gasped. "Wh- why? She would not do such a thing."

Moonwatcher was about to say something but stopped. Starflight heard a thump and Winter yelling.

"Fateskeaper! Go get Tsunami and the rest!" yelled Winter.

Starflight moved his head, feeling useless as usual. "What's going on?" Starflight asked.

Before Fatespeaker could run to get anyone else, before Winter could yell anything else, and before Starflight could ask anymore questions, they heard fidgeting, and a new voice speak.

" Five queens, one to add,

Five queens, oh, too sad.

Five queens, one is gone,

Five queens, two to pawn.

Five queens, one to spare,

Five queens, a distant nightmare.

Five queens, darkness will rise,

Five queens, on the 5th sun rise."

The voice stopped speaking, and Starflight heard another thump.

No one moved or spoke for a few minutes. Finally, Winter broke the silence. "Was that a prophecy?" he asked.

"I believe so." said Starflight. Winter looked mystified.

"Starflight." whispered Fatespeaker. Starflight moved his head to her direction. "Yes?" he said.

"Put out your claw."

"Why?" he asked.

"Just do it."

Starflight lifted his left claw up. He felt a box with strings fall into his claw.

"What's this?" Starflight asked.

"It's a necklace. Inside the box, is Skyfire." Fateskeaper. "Huh? Why would I need Skyfire?" Starflight said.

"For Maleficent." she replied.

Starflight was even more puzzled than before. "Why would- oh."

"Yep. I mean, Moon is a good dragon. But I don't want her reading my dragonet's mind. Go to her, and give it to her. But don't get caught."

"Okay." Starflight said.

"What are you two talking about? Get over here and help me!" said Winter.

Starflight almost forgot about Moonwatcher's incident.

They went over, but not knowing how to help her.

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Maleficent's P.O.V.

Maleficent was sick of the weirdness going on.

During her first class, she was thinking of her dream with the former Queen Scarlet. She wanted to be queen, but she didn't want to kill anyone for it. Maybe she could convince her to just make her queen, but not to kill anyone. But if she had too, she would, maybe.

After class was done, she looked at a window that showed her reflection. She took a deep breath.

She thought in her mind that she would do it. For the justice of her tribe. But first thing was first.

She had to leave Jade Mountain.

She didn't want anyone to find out on what she was doing. Plus, Moonwatcher could mind read. If she accidentally took off the necklace, she would read her mind. She took hold of her necklace, and took a  breathe in.

"MALEFICENT!" Shouted a familiar voice. She looked over her shoulder and saw that Wavemover was walking very fast toward her.

"Ugh." Maleficent said.

"Maleficent!" Wavemover said again, panting. "So, what do you think? Isn't this place great?" Maleficent just stared at him. "It's fine." she replied.

"Good! I'm in the Silver Winglet, what are you in?" he asked.

"The Obsidian Winglet." she grumbled.

"Oh, Cool! I wish we were in the same Winglet! How's your cl-" Wavemover started, but Maleficent cut him off. "Look, go away. I'm thinking. Got it?" Wavemover looked as if he was about to cry. "Well, okay, see ya later, I guess." and with that, he walked away, slowly.

Maleficent grunted and started walking away as well. She didn't notice Pixel walking next to her.

"So I see that you love your siblings." Pixel said. Maleficent yelped. When she saw him, she pushed him.

"STOP stop doing that!" she yelled. Other dragonets passing her passed a glance at her, but she glared them away.

Pixel ignored her. "Where are you going now?" he asked. 

 "To my next class."

"Oh, of course. Well, I would like you to meet a couple of dragons. Twister, Darkturner!"

A medium sized Skywing came up from behind them. She had Dark red scales, she had her huge wings slide on the ground, so it took up most of the hall.  Another dragon, a Nightwing,  came up.  She had dark purple scales and purple eyes. 

"Hello." she said, not very friendly though.

" We've met before. We're in the same Winglet." said Maleficent said to Twister.

Maleficent looked at the Nightwing.  "And you must be.." 

"Darkturner."  she said in a tough voice. 

Maleficent looked back at Pixel.  "Why do you want me to meet these dragonets?"  Pixel shrugged.  "Just thought that you could be more social." he said.

Maleficent raised her brow.

"And, well,"  Pixel got close and whispered in her ear.  "To help you be queen."