I know this thread has been out for some time, but let me take a crack at this
Clearsight was such a worrywart. With her head stuck so far in the future, how was she supposed to enjoy the present?
Maybe... Darkstalker started, before cutting off the thought. No. Clearsight would never trust me again. I mean, we're soulmates! There's no one else who makes me feel the same way. Darkstalker curled and unfurled the delicate parchment under his talons. I have to keep her, no matter what. Alone in his room, the candle casting shadows against the walls, Darkstalker was able to have his most private thoughts.
Lets see what the future holds, then. Darkstalker sighed, rubbing his weary eyes. He had been staring blankly at the scroll for what seemed like an eternity. I need some ideas. It's all so complicated...why don't people see that a king like me is the best solution? No strife, eternal peace, endless prosperity for the tribe I... Darkstalker didn't finish the thought. His chilly band of scales gleamed under his wing, an endless reminder of his heritage. It doesn't matter. It shouldn't bother me. As horrible as he is, he's the one who gave me this power. Pushing away those troublesome thoughts, Darkstalker followed his favorite vision of all.
Blinking happily, Darkstalker lounged on his throne. It was beautifully carved, flowing tongues of silver with black velvet cushions. Rising from his lovely seat, he twined tails with the love of his life; Clearsight. Her eyes were bright, free of the worry he had always seen in them. Walking side by side down the Palace halls, they met the Palace servants. They waved back with wonderfully cheerful smiles. In part due to Darkstalker's gifts, they zipped and performed acts that no dragon should've been able to do. The weather outside was peaceful, with a pleasant sheen of sunlight. Darkstalker had enchanted the weather to stay nice forever.
Two small dragonets hopped up alongside them. They were his children, Shadowhunter and Eclipse. They chattered happily, prancing along with their parents.
Darkstalker relaxed, as the vision washed over him. He basically knew it by heart, rewatching it over and over again. I won't be that Villain that Clearsight predicts me to be. This...this is the best future! We'll achieve it together. Darkstalker happily watched the vision play out, watching as the happy family walked into the distanc--
The vision blurred, blazing through the images as if it were a tale on fast forward. Darkstalker struggled to piece apart the blue. However, he knew it couldn't be good. All he could see was red, orange, and pitch darkness. The wild coaster ride finally ended; it stopped at an unbelievable scene.
Eclipse bent over her father's face. The mighty Darkstalker was on his back, bleeding. Bleeding? That was impossible! His daughters face was in shadow as she inspected his body.
Finally, she rose up. Darkstalker expected a tear-streaked face of despair, but...she was triumphant.
"Thank you, dad." Eclipse said softly. The dragonet, much older now, stepped away from her father's dying form.
"W-what?" Vision-Darkstalker croaked out, blood dribbling from the side of his mouth. "What...did you do? I'm invincible!"
Eclipse tutted. "Love blinded you, old man." She gazed upon him with a smile, but her eyes were filled with contempt. She held up the scroll; the very parchment he was using in the present world. It showed considerable wear, but was nicely preserved.
"You put all your power into this scroll, so mom wouldn't worry right?" Eclipse flipped the parchment over, so that he could see what was written on it. A new brand of ink had been splashed across the bottom.
"Enchant this earring to remove all of the enchantments that have been cast on the wearer."
Darkstalker's stomach churned, and he realized his future self had a small amethyst earring pierced through the ear.
"Thank you for everything dad." Eclipse said, as her father began to thrash wildly. Her eyes glinted coldly. "I'm glad I'm your daughter. After all, if it had been anyone else..." Eclipse moved forward once again. Next to her father's head, she held up two talons. "I wouldn't have this power." She pressed the two talons together, "No more of this "king" nonsense anymore. Goodbye, dad." With a snap, Darkstalker's vision turned pitch black.