Part 8 of The Decisive Victory!
Part 8:Family?
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-After the piano quartet finished. Breccia let out a light laugh before sighing as she got off the piano, taking the chance to quickly massage Clays shoulder, who scrunched up slightly and failed to shake the talons away as she continued
âWell that was a beautiful little song, Clay! But I think Iâll be doing something actually interesting now!â Breccia stated as she began walking away, with her tail seeming to âaccidentallyâ smack Muds talons as she went away, before then signaling her
âEscort me out, you touchy twig.â Breccia commanded, and just before Mud could speak in protest, Breccia raised her talon up alongside her voice, âYou may be my Fiances guard, but are still a guard! If I command you to come over here, you come over here!â Mud then slowly went over, as Breccia walked out of the library with Mud behind them, before turning around and patting her on the head.
âGood girl.â Breccia said with a smirk, as Muds scales flared for a moment, as though they were resisting the urge to become pure blood red.
âOh! Before I leave, Clay, try to wear something nice later, Iâm thinking of us going somewhere tonight!â Breccia shouted towards Clay, as she leaves
-As this happens, Obsidian pulled Clay from the piano and began going around the library, as Clay became curious about something
âIf the mudwings hold so much knowledgeâŚhow come everyone thinks weâre idiots?â Clay asked genuinely, as Obsidian let out a massive sigh
âYou can chock that up to those misinformed dopes called Nightwings! Some idiot took a second observation, and decided he was the ultimate expert on Mudwings! And every tribe believed him because Nightwings are SOOOOOOOO snart and powerful, well you know what? I bet Iâm smarter than every Nightwing combined, and I bet those powers of theirs are completely made up, in fact, I think I have some proof for that- Wait a sec! You know a Nightwing, donât ya?â Obsidian asked, as she turned to Clay with curious eyes
âYeah, Starflight. I honestly think you two could get along-â
âDoes he have mind powers?â Obsidian interrupted, looking into Clays eyes, likely to see if there was any hint of him lying in his next response.
ââŚUm, no, at least not that we know of-â
âI KNEW IT! THOSE SMOKE BREATH BABIES ARE A BUNCH OF FRAUDS!â Obsidian exclaimed, as she began pacing around
âIâm pretty sure itâs just him though, really!â
âI doubt it, if it was heâd probably just start lying about it to feel better about himself.â Obsidian joked, though it was clear she meant it
âStarflightâs not like that! Heâs practically like my brother.â Clay said in his defense
âTo you, maybe, but to him youâre probably just somebody he can throw at people, probably feels the same about the other dragonets as well. Itâs just a fact about Nightwings, they only like other Nightwings, and even then that usually depends if they can extort something out of them. I mean really, if he cared about ya, whyâd he never do anything for you?â Obsidian asked, as Clay felt a little annoyed, and he saw Mud on the side have a look of slight annoyance as well
âIâll have you know Starflight cares a lot about us! In fact he particularly cares about Sunny, a SANDWING.â Clay said to Obsidian, hoping thatâd make her apologize, but she proceeded to just double down
âAh yeah, the sandwing, I actually heard about her in a report Mire got from Moorhen about the incident at Scarlets! And Iâm sorry, but donât ya think sheâs completely off? Iâve studied Sandwings, and she looks barely anything like one! I mean, the sails off, the scales are off, the tales off, even the eyes. GREEN if I might addâŚjust saying, we know another certain tribe with green eyes, maybe thatâs why shortsight, or whatever his name is, likes her.â Obsidian said, as Clay got even more annoyed with her, though noticed Glory give a slight shrug to it, and tried to brush that off.
He hadnât been the nicest about Sunnys appearance in his mind, but he wasnât gonna just let someone belittle her just for her not being a âperfectâ Sandwing.
âAll of my friends had green eyes, you gonna say sheâs a sea-sand-rain-night thing?â Clay asked, clearly trying to be sarcastic and hopefully make Obsidian back off on the subject, but she instead laughed it off and continued.
âPoint taken! Still have doubts about that Nightwing though. Or that Sandwing, in a best case scenario it just seems like two losers on the genetic lotteries, and worst case scenario they really are just some fakes and letdowns, which Iâm personally leaning towards-â Before Obsidian could finish, Clay blew up at her
âSTOP IT, THREE MOONSâŚJust stop, Iâm sorry, but youâre just being insanely insensitive, Obsidian. You really got on my nerves there, so can we just talk about something else?â Clay asked her, as Obsidian seemed to slightly hold back tears, before taking her goggles off and wiping them, before putting them back on.
âI shouldâŚIâm gonna leave.â Obsidian said, as she had a mix of emotions on her face before walking out, with Clay being able to hear her claws against the ground as she rushed to what he assumed was her room.
Clay attempted to go after her, to either apologize or at least make her see his side of things, but as he went out of the library and began passing through the hall, he was suddenly stopped by a sharp but calm voice.
âWhat are you doing?â was what Clay heard, as he turned and saw Cocoa, perched on a desk, her eyes glaring down on him like a hawk glares down on a mouse.
âOh, I was going after Obsidian.â
âWhat did you do?â
âWell I got a little upset at her for something she said about my friends, and she took it bad when I told her to stop. I just want to clear things up.â
âYou seriously think sheâd want to talk to you after you made her run off??? Obsidianâs way too petty to just hear someone explain themself.â Cocoa told him, clearly giving the impression that she thinks heâs an idiot.
âIt was just a small thing, I doubt sheâll seriously be that upset over it!â Clay said, before then stopping in place as he saw Cocoas destroyed wings again, and Cocoa immediately noticed and scowled
âLike I said, you clearly donât know my sister. First you piss off my Bigwings, now my little sister, honestly shocked you havenât managed to make Breccia angry yet.â Cocoa berated him, and Clay was feeling worse and worse by the word.
-Cocoa almost felt bad for her anger, but instead decided to now ask him about things she herself has been curious about.
ââŚMud, go outside and guard the door. Now.â Cocoa said as she saw the small guard in the corner of her eye.
âI donât wish to have the person Iâm assigned to guard out of my sight-â
âI am 4th in line of the Mud Kingdom, and you put a spear to my Bigwings throat. If you know whatâs good for you, youâll stand guard, outside, now.â Cocoa commanded, as Mud seemed to hold back saying something mocking under her breath, before leaving.
Cocoa then turned her attention towards Clay, and gestured towards a seat for him to take, and her stern look gave Clay the message
Cocoa then grabbed two pouches that look similar to a sandwings stinger, and tossed one towards Clay as she took a sip from her own, as Clay did the same, feeling a burning and bitter taste in his throat, quickly realizing what kind of drink it was.
âSoâŚâ, Cocoa began, as she squeezed the pouch, before staring Clay down, âwhat happened after you escaped.â
âHuh?â
âWhen you escaped the palace, unless Scarlet had a plan that involved half her face getting burnt off? Knowing her, I doubt she would or could.â Cocoa told him, as Clay realized this is more akin to a cross examination then a simple recounting
âOh, well, we went down the river, and we saw the aftermath of a battle between Icewings and MudwingsâŚit was a lot to seeâŚThen a bit after I met my mom, and that went terribleâŚsoon after, I met Moorhen, and now Iâm here.â Clay told her briefly
âHm, really now? Alright, so, did the Rainwing ditch you before or after your mom gave you a reality check?â Cocoa asked, as Clay completely froze.
Cocoa then grabbed another stinger pouch, and tossed it towards Clay to snap him out of it, with him looking at the pouch in slight disgust, ârelax, that oneâs juice. Now tell me, what happened to The Rainwing. The reports told us about the seawing, the nightwing, and the little yellow thing, but they didnât say anything about a rainwing when you got captured, but they DO mention one at the palace, so clearly, something happened. What. Was. It.â Cocoa interrogated, getting closer to Clay as she did so.
âShe must have just went invisible! Thatâs what happened-â Before Clay could continue his lie, Cocoa stared daggers in his eyes, before turning her back around, before then looking down at him oncemore
âClay, look at me, do you really think I canât tell when someone is lying to me? When someone is hiding how they really feel? Tell me what happened, or Iâll make whatâll happen to you far worse.â Cocoa said ominously, as Clay gave up, and looked down, before telling the truth.
ââŚI made her run awayâŚI neglected her, and it hurt her in a way that made her decide she was better off without meâŚmaybe she was right.â Clay admitted, as Cocoas face turned into ones of disgust, which Clay initially believed to be towards his failure, before she then spoke.
âSuch an ungrateful rat. Your abilities as a bigwings aside, I know more than enough to know who the problem there wasâŚTell me Clay, do you miss them?â
âMore than anything in the world. Theyâre my family after all.â
âAfter that, you still call them family?â
âOf course I do!â
âWell then, let me ask you another question.â
âYou sure like asking-â
âShut up and listen. You want the truth? Your family got ripped from you before you were even born, and these dragonets arenât close to be enough of a replacement for them.â
âDonât say that! We care about each other more than anything!â
âOh really now?! Did the one who abandoned you also care? Is that what you consider, what you consider your sib? What kind of sib doubts the idea that their bigwings loves them? What kind of sib decides to take every little thing out on others because they had it rough? What kind of sib leaves their own behind? For all Autumns faults at least she cares about us, something this rainwing couldnât do for you!â Cocoa ranted, slamming her talons on the ground and making Clay feel almost like the palace itself shook.
-Cocoa then began to take a deep breath, and turned around and stood still, letting Clay see her back in all its detail, of her wings ruined and practically ripped apart, with parts having healed over but still being clear and prominent. From what remained of the wings however, Clay could tell they used to be large, especially for a mudwing. Clay then noticed many other scars across her back, large claw marks that appeared to have been from an escape of some sorts, and a large black spot upon her leg as though it was burnt in some way
âThatâs what happens to sibs who abandon their family, and thatâs what they deserve.â Cocoa stated simply, as Clay began to reach out towards her, before stopping himself, and turning away.
âIâll try to do better nowâŚâ was all Clay said as he walked away
-Meanwhile, outside from the entrance, a certain rainwing in disguise slumped against the door with a mix of both shame and anger, and the lingering thought that somehow, Cocoa was right about her.
Cocoa in the meantime walked up the stairs her bigwings built for her towards her room, still thinking of what to do with Clay, since she could tell this wouldnât be his last little incident, thinking over his story and what he told her, before it finally clicked for her
âHm, so you want family? Iâll just have to show you that family you want thenâŚâ Cocoa said aloud, before continuing up the stairs
