You absolutely loved the breeding, nesting, and hatching aspects of Flight Rising. By far, those were your favourite things to do. When you'd first joined, you'd scried a dragon that you still desperately needed, even 2 years later. She looked like this:
Midnight Savannah // Abyss Saturn // Iris Ghost // Water Glowing
After two years of searching, gene-changing, breed-changing, and plenty of other money-killing, time-spending activities, you'd finally gotten a breeding pair that could breed her. This was their first nest, set to hatch on your birthday, which was September 29th - just a few days from now. You were as excited as could be. A dream dragon hatched on your birthday? There couldn't be much better than that!
The days passed, and September 29th came. You woke up early and rushed downstairs to your computer, where you went to your nesting grounds. Lucky you had gotten five eggs, so you smile excitedly and press the 'hatch' button.
You would've been happy by the fact that your dream dragon was sitting right there, but you are more concerned by the last hatchling. She perplexes you in every way. Not only were those colours and genes impossible, but she was an Arcane dragon - and you were in Water - and she had glowing eyes! It wasn't possible. How could it be possible?
You go back to your lair and sidle back to the back of your lair. Several seconds pass before you realize that something is wrong. It takes you far too long for you to realize that the impossible hatchling was gone. Perplexed, you go back and look at the parents' offspring lists. It lists four unnameds. As if there were only four hatchlings.
You are confused, but within seconds you completely forget about the hatchling. You'd gotten your dream dragon, after all! You make a beautiful outfit for her, which looks like this:
And for a very long time, you forget about the Impossible Hatchling.
That is, until Night of the Nocturne.
When NotN rolls around, you notice something odd. On the first day, you go back to select your Coliseum team, and notice that you have one space of your lair open - and you hadn't the day before. You narrow your eyes and look for the dragon who is missing.
You don't notice that one of your dream dragon's siblings - the oldest and the first - is gone.
The next day, the same thing happens. This time, you do notice. The second one is gone as well. Since you have your dream dragon's ID, you count backward and look for the siblings' IDs. Nothing comes up. It's like they never existed. In the back of your mind you feel as if you need to remember something, but for the life of you you can't.
You go to the forums and you see a post titled "It's too late for me." You click on it, intrigued. It's just a simple post by a user with no vista and no posts. Their avatar is a Fae with Arcane Glowing eyes and a white Ghost skull on the face. It seems familiar to you, but you can't put your finger on it. Had you seen it before? You couldn't have. It's not like you recognized the user or anything.
The post was very simple. It was like this:
A shiver is sent down your spine. Why was the post on the front page if it had been posted on your birthday? Why had nobody responded? What was she even talking about? Why were you suddenly so scared? And why did the user's page not actually exist?
Why did something keep nagging at the edge of your memory, trying to get your attention?
The next day the third girl is gone. You are seriously worried. Now that you're aware of it, you realize that your dream dragon is the next to go. How would you protect her? Or was your fate resigned?
You go to the Dressing Room, intending to delete the outfit. And you pause, because when you look at the outfit, you realize something is very, very wrong.
The outfit's mannequin has changed to a Fae.
You are seriously freaked out now. You can't remember exactly, but you know that something very, very bad is about to happen. You decide to stay up until rollover, which is 3:00 in the morning for you, and watch exactly what happens.
3:00 in the morning happens. As you watch your lair, nothing seems to happen. But before your very eyes, you see a space open up in your lair. Your first dragon is gone. Your dream dragon has gone.
And suddenly, the page reloads.
Your entire lair is gone. You have one page. The only creature that was there was a certain hatchling. A hatchling you
remember. It's the Impossible Hatchling. She's all grown up now, wearing your dream dragons' planned outfit. She's beautiful, but she scares you. And she has a name. It's Tish.
A PM suddenly pops up in your inbox. It said the following:
"Hi hi hi! It's the Impossible Hatchling! My name's Tish. Well actually, it isn't. I came up with that right now. Do you like it? Well actually, it doesn't matter if you like it. It's not like you can change it :D
The rest of your dragons were, like,
so ugly. Like, they're nothing compared to me. Except for my "siblings." Well, they never were actually my sbilings. I was the cuckoo in their little bird's nest. I leeched off of them, living off of my mother's food until the rest died off... Well. I suppose you can figure that out.
I hope you like me. 'Cause you'll be with me for a long, long time :)
Love,
Tish :3"
Fear shoots through you. You create a forum post and post it in the forums, saying the same thing as the person on September 29th, warning of the Impossible Hatchling. You know that it may never go through until it's too late.
Then you post a message on your profile:
Help me, please.
It's September 29th. Nobody's seen your message, except for one person. An innocent user. And you know that Tish is ready to come for them, too...