User:GlitchedLynx

Hi!

My name is Glitch

I love to write, and draw

i've read warrior cats and wings of fire and most books by tui. T sutherland

i know some spanish

I have two cats, one dog, three parakeets and twelve chickens

My WOF fanfic

Chapter 1

Smoke slithered out of DarkStalkers obsidian black snout.

“WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT USING YOUR MAGIC!?” He growled down to Queen Anemone.

“I’m a Queen now! I don’t need your guidance!” She called back.

DarkStalker clutched the crown in his talons, his scales bristled and he watched Anemone with a slitted gaze.

“I’m expecting all the queens and kings in one hour! And you’ve turned this room into a madhouse!” he cried, nodding at the opal green seaweed streaming from the top of the large room and all the way to the door.

Now there were pictures of Anemone hanging around the cave where the mirrors should be, fake sapphire crowns sat in glass cases and a statue of a seawing sat in the center, it’s scales made out of marble.

The tables that were gonna be filled with foods that everyone liked were now covered in seafood. DarkStalker placed the crown on his head.

“I just added a few details,” Queen Anemone shrugged.

“NO! no, no! It’s all wrong! The pictures of you need to go, the seaweed needs to go, the crown’s can stay, AND IN THE NAME OF LAVA, BURN THE FISH,” King DarkStalker roared.

Instantly, Nightwing’s bustled out of their dens, pulling the decorations off the walls and into baskets.

“But- Bu- But!” stammered Anemone.

“Consider that before using your magic,” mumbled DarkStalker, whooshing out of the room.

 

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Darkstalker sat on a throne at the far end of the room. Mirrors covered the walls and gold was embedded in the walls.

In front of Darkstalker sat a long table, elegant purple chairs around it. The best foods in the kingdoms sat on the table.

DarkStalker was wearing a twisty silver crown with a ruby in the center of it.

He watched the doors, waiting for his guests to arrive.

Five minutes past, but Darkstalker had great patience and didn’t mind at all.

Finally the door opened and first King Qibli stepped in, a gold crown sitting on his sand colored snout.

Next, Queen Twilight(Ex-Queen Glory’s daughter), walked in. her purple and black scales shimmered and reflected off the mirrors. She was wearing many flower necklaces and bracelets, but no crown.

Queen Anemone floundered out behind Queen Twilight, straightening her back around the other dragons.

Darkstalker smiled at his chosen Queen’s and King’s.

DarkStalker had gotten Qibli to ally with him long ago, and the other Queen’s had bowed to DarkStalker, letting him pick new Queen’s and King’s. Although Anemone wasn’t his preferred choice, it was his only choice sense Auklet died.

Turtle had cursed Darkstalker so he couldn’t read minds or see the future anymore right before he killed him, but Darkstalker still remembered the glorious vision for the tribes.

“Where’s Queen Frost?” DarkStalker heard Twilight ask.

“I’m here!” a purring laughter echoed off the walls and Queen Frost emerged, a wicked smile on her face.

DarkStalker liked Frost because of her humor. He didn’t care that Clearsight was gone when he was around her.

“Frost!” Darkstalker grinned.

“Oh don’t worry, Queen Puddle is on her way,” Said Frost, fixing her tilted crown.

Frost was bigger than all the other queen’s and by far the funniest.

“I’m not worried about her, I'm worried about you. How have you been?” asked DarkStalker.

Frost crossed the room and took a seat next to DarkStalker. “We Shall talk later.”

“Dang right,” said DarkStalker, looking back at the door.

Queen Puddle emerged, her buff colored scales looked especially more like mud with such dim lighting.

The Queens and king sat down around the table. One empty spot was left, the spot that belonged to the Skywing Queen.

Sense Ruby hadn’t had a female egg, DarkStalker had to get a few… dragons to give him one.

After a long deadly silence an orange snout emerged. She had spirals of golden down her back and a scorpion barb tail.

“Queen Roadrunner, what a pleasure,” Darkstalker said.

Queen Roadrunner was wearing a golden chain around her neck and wrist, plus one earring and a crown.

“Don’t try it, DarkStalker,” Roadrunner said in her slithering tone. “I only came here because of King Sun.” RoadRunner sat at the far end of the table, her narrowed eyes searching every dragon in the room.

DarkStalker had chosen RoadRunner because of her ability to boss dragons around, and also because she cared for the skywings and would be a great queen.

The dragons discussed many things until a red and black hybrid ran into the cave.

“I thought I said this room was off limits,” growled DarkStalker.

“DARKSTALKER WAKE UP! YOU CAN'T LIVE IN THIS DREAM! IT WILL NEVER WORK!” Cried the dragon.

“Guards, seize this dragon,” Darkstalker hissed.

“NO! PLEASE LISTEN! PeaceMaker, you have to wake up!” The guard lounged at DarkStalker abruptly, Piercing their tail into DrakStalker’s heart.

For a long moment everybody was still, not even the wind blew.

Finally, all the dragons became whirl winds of smoke as a hurricane roared by them, sucking everything into it except Darkstalker.

“NO! Let me stay longer!” He cried.

But it was too late as he woke up in the rainforest house, no memory of h`is dream at all.

His name was PeaceMaker.

 

Chapter 2

Rosemary zoomed through the forest. gliding between tree to tree, coiling her tail around  branches and flipping over the tree, breaking out into the bright sunset sky that matched her wings.

She soared over the tree tufts.

Rosemary was heading to the queen's pavilion.

Rosemary had school all day and her mom was a queen, so they barely had any time together, but after school Rosemary and Queen Glory would fly to the nightwing village together. If she was late, Glory would go without her, but she didn’t think she was gonna be late.

Glory always had a very strict schedule, and sometimes they were both very sad that they never saw each other.

But sometimes Rosemary could hear her mothers voice in her head, whispering “I love you” It was proof a daughter and mother’s connection was unbreakable.

Rosemary saw the mighty sequoia tree up ahead, the Queens’ pavilion was on one of its branches, that’s how she knew where she was.

Rosemary dove abruptly, keeping her wings close to her as she fell perfectly through the trees, the ground rushing up to her. Right before she hit it, she spread her wings zig zagging up again but still staying close to the ground.

Rosemary flew up the trunk of the Sequoia tree, cutting the line and landing on the platform.

“HEY!” Rosemary heard a voice call from the line. “NO CUTTING!”

“MY NAME IS ROSEMARY!” Rosemary called back, instantly the chit chattering fell silent. “Good. Now where’s my mom?”

“She already left for nightwing village.” Rosemary glanced at Grandeur who was sitting on her mother’s Hammock throne.

Grandeur was queen when Glory was gone, since she was the Queen before Glory.

“Thanks, Grandeur,” said Rosemary.

“I can take you to her if you want?” Offered Hope, a dark purple nightwing, arranging the flower garlands on the pavilion with her son, PeaceMaker.

“Yes please,that would be wonderful,” Rosemary said with a sigh of relief.c

“NO! Hope stay’s with me,” Ordered PeaceMaker.

“You can come with us?” Hope asked PeaceMaker.

“Ok!” PeaceMaker replied, brightening up.

Hope dove off the ledge, Rosemary and PeaceMaker followed, soaring down to the brick path that led to the night kingdom.

Or at least– it was known as the night kingdom, but a dragon named MightyClaw’s with his magic, had made cliffs pop up around the night kingdom, and he had made almost all the houses.

Rosemary flew above some nightwings and rainwings who were crossing the path(Which wasn’t very long), and she landed at the entrance to the night kingdom, an archway of stone.

Ivy slithered up the walls of the gorge, and trees lined the top of the place.

Rosemary smiled at Hope, “Thank you.”

“I know how hard it is being the daughter or son of someone very special, someone I loved nearly went mad, but i still loved him,” Hope said, hugging her son very close to her.

“I’m sorry for your loss…” whispered Rosemary.

“Thank you,” Hope mumbled back.

PeaceMaker grabbed his mother’s ear, and whispered something.

Hope hesitated for a long moment, then she nodded. “Let me ask Rosemary.” Hope looked up. “He wants to know if he can go with you.”

“As long as it’s fine with you, it’s fine with me,” said Rosemary.

“Yay!” Said PeaceMaker, bouncing up and down.

Rosemary smiled and waved goodbye to Hope, then patted PeaceMaker on the head.

Rosemary knew she and PeaceMaker were the same age, but PeaceMaker had grown up… differently than other dragonets, that’s why he was always so loving and caring.

Rosemary walked into the nightwing kingdom, and she heard PeaceMaker gasp.

“IT’S FANTASTIC!” He said, wide-eyed.

“You haven’t been to the night kingdom?”

“No, mama said after Glory got a new queen for the place, it’s gotten dangerous,” Said PeaceMaker.

“The new queen is very nice, and she’s not an actual queen, Glory still had control. Plus, she has a name,” Rosemary pointed out.

PeaceMaker snorted, “Queen Mud pie.”

“Umm, no. Her name is Queen Blackwing,” snorted Rosemary.

“I like Queen Mud pie,” Replied PeaceMaker.

“Meh to.”

“Will you give me a tour?” asked PeaceMaker.

“Umm, you can explore, I need to find my mom.” Rosemary looked at the gorge.

Caves had been carved into rock, and a waterfall roared at the far, far, end of the camp.

Over the waterfall sat a stone structure, black scales reflecting in the moonlight.

Rosemary knew that the structure was gonna become the palace.

Wooden huts sat on the ground, and trees grew up the sides of the gorge and knitted together to become a shield above the mini kingdom.

Rosemary spread her wings and blasted herself into the sky. gliding above, watching nightwings talk, eat, hunt, and do what they do.

She flew up the waterfall and exploded out onto the pavilion, where Queen Glory and Queen Darkwing sat.

Darkwing was an obsidian black color, and her wings had no star patterns.

Queen Glory was the same BORING green, with red wings and orange ruffs.

“ROSEMARY! You made it!” Said Glory.

“Mother!” Rosemary smiled and hugged her mother who was wearing a flower crown. “Hope led me here, I love the new additions to the palace!”

“Me to,” Agreed Glory.

Rosemary hugged Glory, then she spotted the dark hulking shape of Deathbringer in the shadows.

“Deathbringer,” hissed Rosemary playfully. “Hmmmm, where could he be.”

Rosemary glanced away for a moment, and she heard a roar, and scales collapsed on her own and she turned to see Deathbringer, smirking while tickling her.

Rosemary laughed and tried to push herself away, and finally Deathbringer got up and sank back into the shadows.

“Should I go?” asked Queen Darkwing.

“Umm, no… You don’t need to,” Glory, replied very awkwardly. “Darkwing, this is my daughter Rosemary. Rosemary, this is Queen Darkwing.”

“Nice to meet you,” Said Rosemary, bowing her head.

“You too,” Darkwing siad, nodding a little.

“MA MA!!!!!” PeaceMaker’s voice echoed through the town.

“I think that’s me,” Rosemary said with a sigh. “I’ll be back in a moment.”

The two queens nodded and Rosemary dove off the ledge, but what she saw was not what she wanted to see.

Smoke was rising into the sky making it hard for her to see, growing flames burned the undergrowth, and she saw PeaceMaker in the center of them, coughing.

Rosemary nearly screamed, but she didn’t want to panic PeaceMaker.

“FIRE!” She called up to the pavillon, and instantly dragons began to try to put out the flames.

Rosemary glided through the flames that PeaceMaker was in, the flames licking her wings.

She landed next to PeaceMaker, spreading her wings around him.

“I’m scared,” Said PeaceMaker, tears rolling off his eyes

“It’ll be fine, i'll get you out of here,” Rosemary whispered calmly. “We need to fly out.”

Rosemary took to the sky that was filled with smoke, but PeaceMaker didn’t move.

“What?” Rosemary asked.

“My tail’s stuck!” Screamed PeaceMaker.

Rosemary saw a wooden pillar that had filled on PeaceMaker’s tail, it was leaning against the wall but a boulder kept it where it was.

“Oh, no, no, no, no no…” Rosemary landed next to him again and grabbed the pillar, but sparks were on it and they scorched her talons.

She was able to yank the pillar far enough up for PeaceMaker to get out, but then she dropped it on her talons and tail.

Rosemary screamed and burning pain sizzled up her talons.

“ROSEMARY!” Cried PeaceMaker, but Hope had arrived and was pulling PeaceMaker away.

Smoke filled Rosemary’s lounges, making it hard to breath.

She cried her pain up to the canopy that had caught fire as well.

Voices were crying, dragonets were screaming, but there was no sign of her mother.

For a moment, Rosemary let herself fall into hell. There was nothing she could do, so why fight it?

Flames burned her wings into scorched balls of scales, she curled herself into a ball.

Soon, silent smoke flooded her mind.

After a long moment of peace, talons reached out and grabbed her wings, pulling her out of the smoke.

Rosemary coughed ashes into the air.

Her vision was all foggy and blurry, but she made out the green and orange scales of Glory, her mom had come to the rescue.

Through the blurriness, her vision slowly went dark, and she fell unconscious.

 

Chapter 3

 

The aftershock of the fire hadn’t been too bad. Anemone, Tsunami, and Queen Coral had been coming to visit, so Anemone has used her one spell of the day to stop the fire, and her spell today has been to repair the damage, but she hasn't been able to heal the dragons that were injured, yet.

PeaceMaker laid in his hammock, under his mom's hammock.

He sighed. Lately, PeaceMaker hadn’t been able to sleep, well, he could, but he didn’t want to. His dreams were just… black, but when he woke up he had an urge to kill and feed.

PeaceMaker tapped his mothers back of the hammock a few times.

Hope leaned over so she could see her son.

“What is it?” asked Hope.

“C-can I see Rosemary before going to bed?” PeaceMaker asked.

“Ummmm, sure,” Hope said slowly. “But be very careful.”

“I’M NOT GOING ALONE!” he cried.