I See The Bad Moon Rising.

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A/N: Oh dear moons there's like a dozen ship armies and squads coming after Drought. You all are very protective.

I like it.

And yes, half of this part was just an excuse to slip in a great song.

Dawn spent the next few days pondering Drought's words. Could he really be telling the truth? She looked back at her life, at how her father and brother had always acted. 

There was that one time Coal had left because Dusk had been in trouble. Could that have something to do with the Sting?

And if Coal and Dusk weren't the bad guys, and Drought was lying, then why did no one tell her about Coal's past? Why was she never allowed to ask, and yet Dusk was allowed to know?

She stayed up all night, trying to figure out who was right in this decision, and then finally made up her mind.

It was time to have a talk with her brother.

*~*~*~*~*~*

Shore, Ray, Orange, and Ander were in the Music Cave. Ander was frantically writing notes onto a piece of sheet music, and Shore was playing fun little songs on the piano, trying to teach Orange how to play them.

"Wait, how's it go?" Orange asked in confusion, but she was smiling.

"B, D, F, B AGF," Shore explained, demonstrating on the keys. "Da da da dut, dadada."

"Like this?" Orange tried it.

"Close," He offered. Orange shrugged. 

"Maybe I'll have better luck with a harp."

" OH no you won't. If you're banned from the harp in Tempo's shop, then you're banned from the harp here."

"I don't a sign saying I can't go near it."

"There's one in Tempo's shop," Ander sighed.

"Hermano, you have three options," she declared. "Unus, You move off the piano and lemme use it. Dos, you shut up and make everyone happier by kissing Orange senseless. Trois, you play this." She shoved the sheet music toward him. 

Shore rolled his eyes and glanced at the music.

"What song is this?" He asked, not recognizing it.

"Malus luna ortu," she offered. "It's an ancient song, from back when scavengers ruled the land."

"Okaaaay." Shore frowned.

"Malus luna ortu means Bad Moon Rising," Ray explained. "Mea just likes to Latin up ancient things."

"Eh, Verum." Ander agreed.

"And why am I playing this?" Shore questioned.

"It's fitting of the occasion."

"What occasion?"

"Oh, Shore," Ander sighed. "I can't spoil ALL the fun, now can I?"

"Somehow, I don't expect much fun to come out of this, Mea." Ray suggested.

"Correction. Fun for US. Torture for all others." Ander grinned. "It's my favorite kind of party."

Shore and Orange exchanged a glance.

"Well that's not ominous and concerning at all!" Orange said sarcastically.

*~*~*~*~*

"Dusk?" Dawn questioned, cautiously entering her brother's room at the Academy.

"Hey Dawn," he replied, smiling at her. "What's up?" Dawn paused. Dusk looked at her the same way he always did. He was acting the same way he always had. She frowned, as if with all this new information, she had expected him to look different.

"Are there things you're not telling me?" she demanded. Dusk froze for a moment.

"What kind of things?" he asked slowly.

"Things about Dad and his past, and how you're involved in it." 

"What's brought this up?" Dusk studied his sister for a minute before it seemed to click in his head. "Dawn...You didn't go and talk to Drought, did you?" Dawn crossed her arms.

"So what if I did?" Dusk's eyes widened.

"Dawn," he began, shaking his head slightly. "You have to understand. Drought is bad news. He's not a good dragon, and definitely not someone you should go near."

"Why? Because he knows more about my own family then I do?"

"That's not true."

"Well, he seems to know an awful lot about Dad's past."

"Dad's past isn't important."

"It is to me, and it was to you at one point. You got answers, and I didn't."

"No one told you because we thought you were too young."

"Too young to know what?"

"That Dad was in a gang and was abused there, so he left, and has been trying to take down the gang ever since." Dawn paused.

"So you admit that he wants the gang gone." she tested.

"Yes. Heck, I want it gone too. It's not a good place, Dawn." Drought's words rung in her ears.

"Do you even know what they do in the gang?" she questioned. Dusk shrugged.

"I don't need to know. I know that they're bad news, and that's enough. It should be for you too." Dusk stared at her seriously. "Stay away from Drought, Dawn. I mean it."

"Okay." she agreed, her talons secretly crossed. 

She wasn't going to stay away from Drought. Not now, when her brother had just confirmed in her mind everything he'd said.

*~*~*~*~*

She found him again later that day.

"Dawn! To what do I owe the pleasure?" Drought insisted. Dawn cut right to the point.

"I want in." she declared.

"I'm sorry?"

"I want to join the Sting."

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