Ok Sooo…. This Is Just Like A…. Idk But Is A Part Of My OC’s Story, Atta And Blackstripe. I Know

Ok sooo…. This is just like a…. Idk but is a part of my OC’s story, Atta and Blackstripe. I know is not the best story, it’s pretty short actually but I enjoyed writing and I want share it with you… so yeah enjoy it. :)

Long ago, on the continent known as Pantala, there were 9 giant Hives scattered across the land, connected by long silk walkways—kilometers and kilometers of silk linking the 9 Hives. In these Hives lived the Silkwings, with butterfly- or moth-like wings, antennas, and bright, colorful patterns. They had the ability to create silk from their talons. The Hivewings, with wasp- or bee-like wings, were usually yellow, orange, or red. Some had stingers at the tip of their tails, while others had venomous fangs or claws.

These 9 Hives were ruled by just one Queen and her 2 daughters. This Queen was called Queen Aeshna, and her daughters were Princess Atta and Princess Blackstripe. Queen Aeshna ruled with an iron talon, but not exactly in the best way. Though they weren’t at war, the so-called “peace” was far from true. The Hivewings were the high class, possessing power, wealth, and a voice in the world. But the Silkwings were not so fortunate—they were the “lower class,” with fewer rights than the Hivewings and practically no voice in the kingdom. The Queen, well, didn’t exactly care at all. However, her daughters did care. Despite their desire to change the world and improve the kingdom, they could only help the Silkwings, but they couldn’t change the rules. The one who held the final word was their mother, and, as expected, their mother wasn’t exactly kind to the Silkwings. Change could only happen if one of the daughters killed their mother.

This is where the problems between the sisters began to arise. Atta always saw the bright side of things, believing the best in everyone, while Blackstripe, though she too saw the positive, understood how the world truly worked. She knew that without defeating their mother, there would be no triumph. Atta didn’t see the need to kill their mother and immediately opposed her sister. Blackstripe wasn’t happy about this.

How could she give up everything just because she didn’t want to kill their mother? Blackstripe asked herself. So she took the first step. She went to the throne room, where her mother was. She went alone, knowing that if her sister was there, Atta would try to stop her. And Blackstripe didn’t want to kill her sister too. Losing one dragon she cared about was enough—she did care for her mother, but the kingdom wasn’t in the best state internally. The kingdom was collapsing, and that’s why she needed to do this.

When she entered the throne room, she stood in front of her mother’s throne and declared, “Mother, I challenge you for the throne and the rule of this kingdom.”

Her mother froze for a moment but then accepted the challenge. In this challenge, the only weapons allowed were claws and teeth—no spears, no swords. The fight began, fierce and merciless. They flew around the throne room, biting each other, blood dripping from both of them.

Meanwhile, elsewhere in the Hive, Atta was at the wingery. The wingery was the place for the younglings. Atta would spend her days talking and playing with the other young dragons, until a guard came running and shouted, “Princess Atta! Princess Blackstripe has challenged Queen Aeshna for the throne!”

When Atta heard these words, she immediately rushed to the palace, located at the center of one of the Hives, and ran to the throne room. When she entered, she was terrified—both her sister and mother were covered in blood. Her mother had lost the fight—she wasn’t dead, but she was nearly there. Blackstripe was about to kill her mother, but before she could, she asked, “Any last words, mother…?”

The Queen didn’t respond. Just as Blackstripe was about to break her mother's neck, the Queen saw Atta standing at the entrance and shouted, “Atta, attack your sister!!!”

But before Atta could react, Blackstripe broke her mother’s neck. Atta froze, fear in her eyes. Blackstripe stared at her with regret and sadness, then said softly, “I needed to take the first step…”