Fatespeaker's POV

"Starflight, please," I pleaded, "Come on. We've got to go! It will erupt soon!"

And Starflight turned to look at me while the NightWing he was helping scrambled into the tunnel. It was hard to know how he was feeling. There were too many emotions etched across it. Bravery, determination, sadness, longing, love.

"I can't. I have to stay until everyone has gone," he looked sadly at me.

"You don't have to do this!"

He sighed, "I know. Don't you understand why I'm doing this? I'm not doing because they're my tribe."

It dawned on me, "You're being stupidly noble."

He smiled. As small and as sad as it was, I loved it.

"That's one way to put it."

"Promise me you'll stay safe?" I tried to hold back the tears.

"I can't. That would be lying."

"Starflight!" Glory called from behind us, "Let's go!"

"No," he shook his head, "I want to get everyone else out first."

"Even Morrowseer?"

"No. Even I'm not that nice. Just go, I'll see you later."

Glory hesitated but left through the tunnel. The RainWings followed her.

"I love you, you know that, right?" I hugged him tightly.

"Yes, I do. And Fatespeaker, know this: I love you. And you're not Sunny's replacement. I love everything about you. The way you laugh, the way you smile, everything." And he kissed me.

We broke apart when we heard a loud rumble in the distance.

"Go," he said, ushering me to the tunnel, "Go!"

"I don't know how to say goodbye."

"Then don't. I won't say goodbye. You won't say goodbye. I'll say this instead. See you on the other side."

I turned to look back at him before entering the tunnel. The times I had with him passed before my very eyes. I remembered the first time I saw him, a scared, insecure dragonet, unsure of his destiny who believed himself to be a coward. I told him he wasn't, but he didn't believe me. He thought I was just trying to be nice. But now, standing before me, was the bravest dragon I ever knew.

"See you on the other side," I told him.

I turned and ran down the tunnel, leaving him to whatever fate had ready for him. He would make it. He had to.

Starflight's P.O.V.

There was one last dragon left, who was younger than me. She was so small.

"Come on," I urged her, "You're the last one. We can do this."

She looked up at me, her eyes shining, "I'm scared."

"I know. But safety is so close. Please, get to the other side."

"Is Mommy there?"

I remembered a frantic female dragon from a few minutes ago, asking me desperately if I knew where her daughter, Nightfall, was. I told her that her daughter would be safe and to get to the other side.

"Yes. She is, Nightfall."

She didn't ask me how I knew her name, she just nodded and went to the tunnel. Before going further in, she looked back at me and said, "Thank you, Starflight."

"How do you know my name?"

"You're famous. And you're the bravest NightWing of them all."

And then she ran.

I turned back to look at the island, what could've been my home. No one was left, and I had no idea where Morrowseer had gone. Maybe he'd already fled.

I began to head into the tunnel when something suddenly grabbed me and spun me around. It was Morrowseer.

"I hate you. Did you know that?"

"Yes, you made it quite obvious," I was panicking, the volcano could explode any minute now.

"Well then, you should know that I've wanted to kill you ever since I realized what a disgrace to NightWings you were."

And then the volcano erupted.

Morrowseer let go of me in shock and that was all I needed. I ran for it. He had realized too late what was happening and was gone.

I was halfway across the tunnel now. There was someone on the other end. Clay.

"Starflight!" He ran towards me.

I muttered under my breath. The chances of making it were slim, "The other side."

I felt something come over me. It burned. It was the worse pain I had ever felt in my life.

As my life slipped away, I remembered everything. My friends and Fatespeaker. Everything.

The prophecy was fake. But they could still end the war. They'd just have to do it without me now.

There was Clay. Sweet and awkward, but strong and protective. "I'm awake," he'd said, "I'm just waiting until Glory and Tsunami stop fighting. I was dreaming about sheep and buffalo and bears. They were all on the table in front of me and I had to decide which to eat first. Oh, and they all smelled like melons. That part was weird." Despite the pain, I smiled remembering it.

And Tsunami, who was bossy and slightly reckless, but she still cared. "I can be sarcastic, too!" Tsunami had told us, "She doesn't get to be the queen of everything!"

Sunny. I had loved her for a long time. But then I realized she was more of a sister to me. Optimistic, happy, kind Sunny. "I can totally see Clay as a MudWing princess."

Glory, who was now the queen of two tribes. She was always so sarcastic, but she was a natural born leader. She'd be a great queen. "I think that's the bravest thing you've ever said, Starflight," she'd said to me when I dreamvisisted her. "Yeah, well, don't take too long," I had told her. And she laughed.

And meeting Fatespeaker, even though I didn't know it at the time, was one of the greatest things that had ever happened to me. "See you on the other side," she'd said.

Then I fell into darkness.

And my last living thought was, I'm sorry.

~*~

Fatespeaker's P.O.V.

Where was he? They must've all been gone now. He was probably on the way.

A small dragonet came out of the tunnel. Clay asked, "Who's left?"

"No one," she replied, "Just Starflight."

Glory smiled, "Well, he'll be coming through at any minute now!"

A minute passed by and there was no one. Everyone was staring at the tunnel expectantly. Starflight's friends exchanged worried glances.

A large explosion sounded through the rainforest. No. He was coming. It'd be fine.

I heard Clay yell, "Starflight!"

And then he ran back into the tunnel.

"Clay!" Tsunami screamed, "Clay!"

"He's fire resistant!" Glory reminded her.

"But Starflight isn't!" Sunny said. Her voice shook with panic.

I ran to the tunnel. Clay was there, he looked okay.

"Clay! We've got to shut it before it reaches the rainforest!" Glory schreeched, "COME ON!"

Clay wouldn't move. Tsunami grabbed him and hauled him out of the tunnel. And then they sealed it.

It was like that for a minute. Dragons started to murmur amongst each other.

"What about the other dragonet?"

"But, the NightWing dragonet!"

"Maybe he took refuge in a cave."

Yes, that was it.

Clay went back into the tunnel to look for him. He came back two minutes later, carrying something. Tears streamed down his face. It was Starflight.

Clay layed him down in the grass. Everyone gathered around to see what was going on. There were gasps of horror. The last dragonet who had made it cried.

I was in shock. Was this really him? But I recognized it. It was.

Someone pushed past me. "That's my son! THAT'S MY SON!" He dropped down beside Starflight's body.

No one got close. They allowed Mastermind to mourn over the death of his one and only son, the one he'd just met. "STARFLIGHT! WAKE UP! PLEASE!" He sobbed, "I'VE LOST YOUR MOTHER! NOT YOU TOO!"

The dragonets were crying. They had lost their friend, their brother, the one they'd grown up with for years. The one they grew to love.

I kneeled down beside Mastermind. I didn't try to stop the tears from flowing.

"Starflight, you said you loved me. And I love you. You taught me so much. You showed me true friendship, true loyalty, true bravery. You said you weren't brave. You said you weren't anything special. And you were wrong."

He was gone. He couldn't hear me. But I still said it.

"You said you would see me on the other side."

~*~

Thank you Starflight-GG-heh for the suggestion... THAT MADE ME BAWL MY EYES OUT WHILE WRITING IT! You had me write the death of my favorite character and the destruction of my OTP! Anyway, suggestions are open. I also want to dedicate this chapter to @Peril_SkyWing because of her quote book which helped A LOT with this chapter!

Soo, what do you think?