The footsteps came closer and louder. Multiple footsteps, maybe about 4 or more dragons.

We hid behind the wall peaking behind the cracks to see who it was. The steps got louder, then louder, until they were a few feet from us.

the dragons walked right past us. But they were only our classmates, Sand, dust,needle, and sandstone. They were talking, but I couldn't quite hear what they were saying. I only picked up bits and pieces of their conversation.

" The Nightwings are hear, their looking for hybrids." Sand said. "Maybe they'll get Those freaks Sandstorm and his squad of idiots out of here." The group of Sandwings laughed. They stepped up the sandstone steps, and into the school.

Thunder pondered on what they said. Not about the insults, but about the Nightwings. The Nightwings are here. Does that mean the Nightwings that killed my parents? 

Sandstorm had smoke fuming from his nose. " Sandstorm and his squad of idiots, hmmph I'll show them. I'm going to kill them." 

Plasma had a worried face. "Thunder! They said the Nightwings! Do you think they meant the Nightwings that killed-" "Yes- I mean, well it might be, I'm not sure." 

"They said their looking for hybrids. How could Spike let them do that?!?!" 

"He doesn't like me. He hates me, that's why." Sandstorm said.

Plasma frowned, he opened his mouth to say something, but he quickly shut it, and he sighed.

"We should go back to the school." Plasma said breaking the silence. In agreement all three of them stepped up the steps trying to act as normal as they could. Plasma opened the doors for Sandstorm and I, then himself, and We walked.

We looked around to see if anyone was there. No one, though in the distance we could here the dragonets that just came in before us. 

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 The school bell rang, indicating that we go to the next class.

 I was stuck in Dragon history what felt like forever, and now finally, I was free. 

I rushed out as quickly as possible keeping my scrolls in my arms, and I ran as fast as I could over to my favorite class. Battle class. 

I was running so fast that I almost past the door to the battle room, and I crashed into another what I thought was another dragonet. But it wasn't.

 It was the small but amazingly deadly, Scar. Scar was the battle coach. in spite of his small size, he was 35 years old, and yet still very powerful.

Scar slowly lowered his head to stare at me, and I was staring back at him. "Thunder." He said. I quickly got up and raced into the battle room.

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"Thunder verses, Thirst Taker." Scar announced. I laughed silently in excitement. Thirst Taker was about the second best fighter in my class, of course, behind me. 

He was a tan Sandwing with no parents. He, like me, stole for food and robbed. He had no friends, and didn't want any. He never talked, never tried at school, except for battle class.I stepped into the ring where we were supposed to fight. And Thirst Taker followed suit.We both stepped inside the ring and faced each other from a few feat away. 

I glared at him intimidatingly. And he hissed back. " Ready, get set, and fight!" Scar cried. And we sprang at each other.I aimed my talons towards his throat but he blocked it with his armored tail. I backed away from him. We rotated around each other. I hissed at him. 

He made a growling sound deep in his throat. "Come on! Let's make this less boring than it already is." Scar told us. Thirst Taker leaped at me with his teeth bared. I caught him in the air and threw him on the ground. 

I threw myself on top of him digging my talons into the flesh of his chest. I bared my fangs at him getting my venom ready. He showed no other emotion but raw hatred.

I was about ready to shoot my venom but Thirst Taker raised his tail with his venomous barb, and shot it aiming for my back.

I acted quickly. I shoved myself away right when if I were standing there a few seconds ago I would have been injected with venom. Already having my venom read, I shot it with deadly aim. 

It seemed like it was going in slow motion. I watched it as the venom flew through the air and connect to Thirst Taker's barb. It sizzled as it splattered over his barb and on the tip of his tail. Thirst Taker hissed in agony as the venom ate away his barb.

The venom of his barb dripped away as it was being eaten open. There was no sound in the room except for the venom dissolving, and Thirst Taker groaning in pain. 

Seeing my chance I walked over there slowly to him, and I grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him him up. I looked at me with pure rage. "Just so you get it through your head," I told him, " I am the best fighter."

And After saying that I through him on the ground with gut wrenching cracks. Thirst Taker lay there motionless, with a gargling sound coming from his throat. Blood dripped slowly from his neck.

I turned around to Scar. " Was that entertaining enough?" I asked him. Scar didn't answer, instead he turned to one of my classmates while still looking at me and whispered to him. My classmate nodded his head and raced out of the class.

Scar looked at me in approval, and I looked at him back. but moments after I looked at my talons. They were all bloody. and so were parts of my arms. I started shaking at what I had done, but to conceal my shaking closed my claws.

I stepped out of the ring and started walking out. But I remembered Plasma and Sandstorm. I looked at them. Plasma stared at me in shock, and horror. And Sandstorm looked at me shaking his head smiling.