Strings of Sin

Chapter 2

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And Stardom refused to fight back.

And Provoking mocked him. "What are you doing? Do you think I care? You're just making it easier for us to kill you, Stardom!"

Provoking smacked her sword into Stardom more as the others began to back away. "You stupid dragonet! All you high class have been torturing us for years! I can't wait to be the hero of my family! It's time you high class learn your place in society!"

Provoking continued to attack with no mercy. "Nobody can save you now! You have a dead mom! Haha!"

She pressured the crowd of Idiots to laugh with her. "You have a dead mom, and she can't help you now! And your dad is nowhere around to save you! He doesn't care about you! Nobody does!"

And Stardom refused to fight back. And the strings' pull tightened on him.

Then a figure appeared at the top of his birthplace, and it wasn't his mother. "If you seek power, if you seek revenge, if you seek to be stronger and wiser, you stupid low class! Maybe you should open up your minds to the idea of being educated! Get away from my son you stupid, Moons-Blasted hellborns!"

The bringer of Carnage, Dignity, jumped from the high cliff and landed in front of his son. "So who dares to oppose the strongest war hero in nightwing history, Carnagebringer, Dignity!"

Dignity clawed at the Idiots and tried not to hurt them too badly. "Run, Stardom! Run away like the worthless fighter you are! Run and cry!"

Stardom ran up the hill to his home and cried like the anxious, weak dragon he was. His father fought and cleaned the dragonets easily as they began to scream in fear. Dignity laughed and had fun killing off the weak. The poor, nightwing dragonets ran away in fear of the strength of the high class, and Provoking chased after Stardom, unphased by eventual death; ancient wrath of weak vs strong spurred the nightwing dragonet on as he waved his wooden blade at Stardom's tail. The Carnagebringer finished his work with the Idiots and flew over to defend his son.

"Where is everyone? Help!" Provoking asked out loud as she began to look around.

Dignity grabbed Provoking and stole the dragonet's fighting spirit. "You're calling for friends? Do you think your friends can help you? Go ahead you stupid dragonet, call all you want! No one will ever pick up..."

"You make me sick! No one's going to help you! Now die!" The Carnagebringer crushed the Idiot's throat.

Stardom whispered The Carnagebringer's name. "Dignity."

The strings' pull tightened on Dignity, and new strings latched onto him from their voice's command. "Don't hurt her!"

Dignity put Provoking down. And Provoking ran away.

"I let her go. Why did I do that?" the father asked. "Let's go home, Stardom."

The nightwing father turned to his home, and the crying, nightwing dragonet followed him as memories of his mother began to fill his mind. Dignity opened the dark purple door and went inside. He was confused but disappointed in his son.

"Have you learned your lesson yet, Stardom?" Dignity asked his son as he closed the door behind him.

"I already knew the whole time. They are stupid! They are all stupid! I hate those nightwing dragonets, and I hate the adults too!" Stardom cried.

"Obviously. The low class is weak but stronger together. But that is not what I wanted you to know," The killer spoke. "Why didn't you fight back? Why didn't you stop them? Why didn't you protect yourself?"

"Because mom told me to never hurt another dragon," Stardom began to cry as the memory of his mother persisted.

"Your mother's just like them! Why do you listen to her stupid words?" Dignity yelled as he backed Stardom into a corner. "She was an Idiot! That war taught me a wise lesson, Stardom, and you need to learn it too!"

"But I don't want to kill," Stardom said as the strings his mother placed on him pulled him back.

"You think your choices matter in this world, Stardom? Do you think saving one innocent dragon will matter?" the father saw too far. "It doesn't matter how you answer because nothing you do in this world will ever matter! Get that through your... head... you little..."

"I'm going to take you to my old war teacher, Enlightenment, tomorrow and teach you The Art of War," Dignity whispered and walked away from his son, twitching uncontrollably.

"But father..." Stardom couldn't speak.

Dignity left Stardom's field of vision, and the dragonet could see through his tears no longer. He fell to the ground, forgotten, again...

And nobody came to help him. And nobody even cared. And nobody wanted him.

And nobody came.