Hybrid Hysteria

Hey everyone! Edwin here for my first story on this neat wiki! I was inspired by The Night Rising fanfic for this one. So, all credit for the idea goes to User:TempestMidnight. I put my own spin on it as well! (please don't sue me Tempest I just love the concept)

Notes:

 * This is set in a futuristic/alternate version of Pyrrhia where an emphasis has been put on pure blood and lineage. Hybrids are persecuted, if not killed. RainWings and SilkWings can occasionally pass as pure, but it is risky.
 * It's sort of post-apocalyptic as well, because it's not an Edwin Story (TM) without being incredibly dark and gritty.
 * And the biggest twist, some of the major characters are based off of my OCs in the WOF Roblox game! Not all of them, however, I'm still fairly new to the game T_T
 * Additionally, Thorn never told Sunny she was a hybrid, meaning Stonemover is still rotting in a cave, poor guy. Glory is still as hybrid-hating as the rest of the population.

Thanks again to Tempest!

Prologue:
It was pitch black in front of the NightWing island gateway. A dusky gray dragon landed, in a distinctly ungraceful way. Rubbing grit off their wings, they stood up confidently. "Is Battlewinner awake?"

"Don't try it, Grayscale." one of the guards spat. "She'll never admit the likes of you."

"Mastermind said I could." Grayscale whined.

"Just let them in, Rustwing." the other guard sighed. "What business?"

"A hybrid in the rainforest. They were trying to pass off as a NightWing, but their scales changed to blue as soon as they were out of sight!"

"Just tell Vengeance." Rustwing rubbed his snout.

"Vengeance never takes me seriously!" Grayscale stamped their feet.

"A RainWing isn't going to hurt anyone. Get inside and don't you DARE bother Battlewinner."

"Fine." Grayscale muttered, pushing past them. "They'll see what happens next..."

Seven years later...

Chapter 1: Excalibur
It hadn't been so good to be a SkyWing in decades. Queen Scarlet was gone, a hybrid hadn't been detected in forever, and Ruby was the best leader anyone could ask for. Key word- detected. No matter how nice Ruby could be, she was still obligated by law to exile all hybrids that were found in the kingdom.

And Excalibur was part RainWing.

At first, it had been all well and good to keep his scale color orange all the time, but it was getting harder and harder to keep undercover. Even worse, he was completely on his own. As far as he knew, there weren't any other hybrids in the SkyWing kingdom.

Eating meat for the first time had been... an experience. Sun time was limited here as well, meaning he was almost always listless and exhausted, not helped by the fact that every time he tripped in a hallway or stumbled over his own feet, some random SkyWing would call him "as lazy as a RainWing." Queen Glory was supposed to have put a stop to that particular phrase, but there would always be those kinds of dragons in the world.

Despite all this, he'd grown a soft spot for the SkyWings. He had first fled here about a year before Glory became the leader of both the NightWings and the RainWings, escaping from a prison chamber. In fact, he had only learned of the RainWing queen quite recently from Ruby. Suffering under Scarlet had changed both him and the SkyWing populace drastically, and helped him realize that despite their gruff and grumpy exteriors, they were decent folk all around. He regularly thought about how lucky he was not to have gotten sent to Scarlet's arena for not knowing their customs.

Excalibur often wondered whether he should simply run away and move to the RainWing forest again. But it simply wasn't safe. Glory was apparently just as likely as Ruby to dispose of him, something that didn't really fit with the persona he had made of her in his mind. He'd stay here and try to get along as long as possible.

Until one day, he met her.

When Excalibur went home to his room one day, a strange dragon was laying on his bed, and they had a frill.

The dragon's scales were a light brown with black splotches, which was quite rare for RainWings. Frills were impossible to fake as far as Excalibur knew, but he walked up tentatively anyway, and poked them. Membranous, which means it was real. Somehow.

His brain exploded with questions. But in his confused state, all he could muster was a "What- how did you-"

"Shh." The strange dragon smiled. "My name's Jaguar, and I'm going to explain everything to you."

"Well, you can start with how you're alive." Excalibur said, trying to keep himself under control. "And preferably fast, we don't have infinite time on our talons, as you've probably noticed."

Jaguar smirked. "A spunky one, huh? Don't worry, Orange. We've got all the time in the world."

"My name is Excalibur!"

"I know your name, Orange. We mostly call dragons by their codenames."

"Who's we?"

For the first time, a flicker of annoyance passed over Jaguar's face. "I could explain if you'd stop being so inquisitive for five seconds."

"Okay, okay." Excalibur sighed. "What kind of codenames are we talking about?"