Unstable Grounds

My first attempt at a crossover! We'll see how this goes! This story is set after the Othermind has been defeated. This is a WoF and Among Us crossover
== Prologue ==
A NightWing dragonet woke in the night, terror spiking her mind, pulse racing. She knew that tonight was when everything changed. When everything went wrong and confusing.
She knew she couldn't stop it, but it was terrifying all the same. She got out of her hammock and watched the three moons make their way slowly across the sky on her perch by the window. This usually calmed her, but her nerves were shot and she couldn't stop shaking.
Taking deep breaths, she focused on the future and knew she couldn't change anything so there was no use worrying.
She turned around and lay down to sleep again. But she couldn't stop the words in her head repeating again and again and again.
Someone is going to die tomorrow.
== Chapter 1 ==
Starflight
He sat there in silence. He listened out for the talonsteps of an approaching dragonet but there weren't any. He knew Fatespeaker was behind him reorganising the scrolls after someone has put them the wrong way round. His blindfold shifted on his face, and he readjusted it. Suddenly there was a scattering of talons by the door. "Starflight?" he heard a voice coming from the direction of the talonsteps. He recognised it as Amber's, the new MudWing postdragon who came from the postal service originating in Possibility who took the mail from Jade Mountain and delivered it to parents, and vice versa.
"Yes?" he asked, facing Amber from behind his desk.
"This is for you, it has your name on it. I found it in the mail bag while I was sorting the post out."
Starflight reached out and he felt the weight in his hand of a carefully wrapped parcel. "Thank you." he inclined his head.
"No problem, sir."
The talonsteps retreated down the corridor until he couldn't hear them anymore. Then he felt Fatespeaker beside him. "Why don't we open and see what's inside?" she asked softly, putting one wing around him. He smiled up at her.
He picked it up and drew a claw along the very neatly wrapped paper. It separated gently and he peeled it away. It felt like a box. He felt around it for a flap, and pulled it open. Inside, there was something soft and squishy.
"What is that?" Fatespeaker breathed. "It looks like a fluffy egg with legs. It's black, the same colour as your scales."
He nodded. "Any idea what it does or what it's for?"
Then he felt a small knob - it felt almost like a button. He fiddled with it and it pushed in, there was a blinding flash, and then the light faded again. "Fatespeaker? Did you see that? I just saw-" then he realised he didn't hear her beside him anymore. The air was colder around him. He placed his front legs on the floor, dropping the soft object. He spun his head round to try to hear where he was.
He inhaled and smelt metal and something else. "Starflight?" came a voice beside him, and he recognised it as Glory's. "What just happened?"
== Chapter 2 ==
Cricket
She looked around, blinking in confusion. Where was she? Why did her head hurt?
She dropped the toy to the floor. Is this a trick? Have I been knocked out?
She noticed Bumblebee was still in her sling, sleeping gently. She closed her eyes, rubbing them, still lying on the floor. She felt her tail being poked by a pair of claws. "Get up, now. " Sundew said. "You need to see this."
Cricket looked up, a headache still pounding her temples. She could see it wasn't just her and Sundew in the room. There were at least six other dragons in the room, all staring out of the window.
Blearily getting to her feet, she shook her head. Then she saw what everyone was looking at.
Stars. Hundreds of tiny little stars, behind a thick sheet of glass.
She pressed her talons against the window, awed into silence. "Are we-" she began. "Is that-"
"Shut up and enjoy the moment." Sundew said from the corner of her mouth. "And don't touch the glass for too long, or your talons will go numb."
Cricket snatched her claws away from the window.
Then she shook her head, still not believing what she was seeing. She felt tears of wonder well up in her eyes. Then she felt a warm wing rest on hers and saw Blue there too, also gazing out into the infinite valley of blackness and stars. She leaned into him, and she saw him smile. 
I wonder how long it'll last. A sudden creeping feeling of panic disturbed the serene feeling that had engulfed her moments before. Why are we even here? What's out there? Is it dangerous, whatever brought us here? she glanced back at the toy that had brought her here. Is this all a trap?
Suddenly, an alarm broke the stillness, and she saw everyone visibly jump. Then she turned around to see another window opening slowly. She could see a round marble-like thing. It looked like a planet.
She was probably one of the only dragons on Pantala or Pyrrhia who knew what a planet was due to the countless astronomy books she'd read as a dragonet.
She felt Blue clasp her hand, squeezing it gently. She looked up, temporarily calmed.
Approaching Polus. a screen above the window said. Prepare for landing. Please strap yourself in, as we are now entering the atmosphere. Gravity measures stable, oxygen supplies 98% full, landing procedure initiating.
Everyone leapt into action, grasping for the belts for the seats by the walls. Now, Cricket could see who was here. Turtle and Tsunami were the ones she saw first, pulling the fastenings out, helping each other with the clips. Then there was Blue and Sundew, pulling themselves in next to her. Bumblebee was awake now, and Cricket wrapped her arms around her. The next dragons to fasten up were Clay, Peril and Winter. Winter had chosen the seat furthest away from Peril, while Clay strapped in next to her. Cricket guessed the seats - along with everything else in the room - were fireproof, which was why they weren't burning up.
Glory and Sunny helped Starflight towards the seats. Cricket noticed Moon wasn't here, like she'd first assumed. She spotted Qibli swing in beside Winter with a grin, but still no Moonwatcher. Maybe she didn't get a toy in the post, or maybe she foresaw what would happen, although wouldn't she have come along to protect everyone else? She wasn't someone Cricket thought would miss a danger/party/whatever this was. 
As everyone sat down securely in their seats, a voice crackled out of nowhere. "This is your pilot speaking. I would like to welcome all of you to Polus." There was a bump as they landed on a designated launchpad. "Soon you will be briefed on how to play."
"Play what?" Winter asked.
"You'll soon find out. Now a bit about Polus. Polus has breathable air, so there is no need to wear any type of oxygen masks. This base is a research lab on a remote planet in a corner of the universe, mostly used to study an alien race known as the Impostors. That is all you will need to know. Please leave the shuttle, and enter the room behind the doors. We hope you enjoy your stay."
== Chapter 3 ==
Peril
She noticed almost immediately that nothing was burning up. The stupid little thing that brought her here. The seats. Clay didn't even wince when he touched her accidentally (which she honestly should have been happy about). Had she lost her firescales?
That made her suspicious. She knew this was something magical. She leant closer to Clay, and he put his wing around her. 
They walked together into another room beyond the doors that had opened. The group stepped in and as the last dragon stepped through, the doors slammed shut again. A large slightly cracked screen lowered itself out of the ceiling and a crackling noise came out of the speakers. 
The screen switched on, showing a slideshow, and the lights in the room dimmed. Peril stared around trying to find the lights, before a voice and some cheerful music came over the speakers.
"Welcome to Polus. The Outpost on Polus consists of three buildings and several pod stations.
The planet is known for its hot core, and it's cold temperatures - so bring a jacket!
Your vitals are monitored at all times. Your safety is of upmost importance to us.
We are equipped with state of the art security cameras.
Here are some things to keep in mind during your time here...
Please ensure you are fully decontaminated before entering the specimen pod.
Swipe your boarding pass so you can be cleared for your journey home.
Make sure all O2 containers are topped up.
A few things to note... We are aware of the holes throughout the outpost. Please stay away from them.
Doors have been known to malfunction, but they are easily reset."
The screen crackled and the sound faltered, revealing a dead body for just one second on the recording, before switching back to the jolly music and the slideshow again. She glanced back and saw at least two of the dragons behind her wearing matching terrified expressions. "Polus Outpost - We look forward to working with you." 
She felt Clay shiver, as the screen darkened and slid back into the roof. The music also vanished. "That wasn't half menacing," she joked, trying to lighten the mood. "Well I'm sure no one is going to die, right? I'll make sure no one does."
"This is a deadly game." Winter said softly. "It's inevitable, right? These games never end well."
She gave him a puzzled look but he ignored it. Then they all stepped out of the pod onto a whole new world.
==Chapter 4 ==
Turtle
As the cool winds hit him he realised why the video said to bring a jacket. "Can we go back inside?" he asked Tsunami. She put one wing over him and laughed. "I'll be here for you. This is exciting, isn't it?"
Why isn't she more suspicious? he thought, and then started back as blackness engulfed his vision. Everyone around him began to murmur to each other. It sounded as if they couldn't see either.
He heard a voice whisper in his ear. "Round One."
"What? What does round one mean?" he asked, feeling his magic tingle in his claws. Wait, he could use his magic to get everyone out of here! Why hadn't he thought of that? Stupid, stupid.
"You are an Impostor." the voice continued. "Your fellow Impostors are Blue and Winter."
"What does it mean? What does being an Impostor mean?" he asked. "What is going on?"
"The role of an Impostor is to kill off the Crewmates - the beings who are not Impostors, while not getting figured out. The aim of the game is to win. You may not reveal your identity to anyone. This is a game of deception. Good luck, Turtle."
The darkness faded and he could see everyone around him. "What was that?" Tsunami asked. "Did you feel it too?" 
He nodded, and felt the pouch around his neck for the first time. He prodded it with one claw and felt the clink of metal. A knife. He felt a tiny bit of glee, but he couldn't place why.
"Want to stick together?" he asked Tsunami, but he looked up and she was gone. He was standing alone in the middle of a snowy courtyard.
He looked around and saw Qibli and Winter's tails vanish into one of the pods. Better than being alone I guess.
He ran as fast as he could and managed to catch up to them. "Hey." he wheezed. "Can we stick together?"
"Sure." Qibli said, and then nudged Winter who looked a little sceptical. Winter scowled.
They entered a place that looked like a lab, whitewashed walls and tiles and small beakers of something bubbling away in the corner. There was a telescope, that looked up into the stars. Turtle went over to it and peeked in. "Wow Qibli! Winter! Look at this!"
Qibli bent down to peer in. "Woah... You can really see the-" he broke off, falling to the floor. Blood pooled out of his back and right wing, and Turtle saw that Winter stood there with a knife in one talon. "First kill." he hissed, a red glint in his eye. Turtle took two steps back. "We're on the same side, Turtle. Run before anyone catches you near the body."
He didn't need to be told twice. He looked around for a hole - or anything he could hide in, and leapt in - squeezing his shoulders and wings in till he managed to fit in. He crawled along and heard Winter enter behind him. Following the passage, they came across another crack in the floor (ceiling), and Turtle peered out. Nobody was around. He jumped out, and landed in a room with a screen similar to the one that had displayed the introduction video. Winter came out after him and checked his map. "We're in a place called 'Admin'." Winter said, popping the small device away again in his pouch. "And I think I hear someone coming."
It was Glory who turned the corner. The RainWing Queen smiled at them. "Finally, some company. I keep having this creeping feeling that I'm being watched. Can I walk with you two? This place is creepy."
They both nodded simultaneously. "What are your tasks?" she asked. "I have to swipe my boarding pass."
Suddenly all of their pouches buzzed. Turtle took the tablet out and on the screen it read: Dead Body Reported.
With a lurch all three of them were transported to a table with a big red button in the middle. 
Clay looked up with wide eyes. "Qibli... is... dead."
== Chapter 5 ==
Blue
He felt the shame sink into his chest. Why was he siding with monsters? He glanced over at the other two 'Impostors'. He'd stayed with Cricket and Sundew the whole time, so he didn't think anyone would suspect him yet.
Yet.
That dreadful word. He looked over at Clay's face and wondered how he felt. Qibli had been one of his students at Jade Mountain Academy, he must be feeling gutted. "So who do you think it was?" came the question. Blue jumped, and looked at the dragon next to him who had spoken. It was Glory. "I think it was Tsunami. I haven't seen her all round, apart from at the beginning. I think she killed Qibli."
There was a murmur of agreement, and it seemed like Tsunami had snuck off on her own. 
Blue cleared his throat. "Also, I think uh... Impostors can 'vent' - they jump in holes and crawl around to get to another place. I thought I saw a blue tail disappear down one but when I checked I didn't see anyone." he snapped his mouth shut. Why was he condemning a fellow dragon? He didn't even know what happened to any suspected Impostors.
"So we're all voting Tsunami?" Peril asked, the expression on her face suggesting she had some sort of grudge against Tsunami.
"No!" Tsunami roared. "I'm not an Impostor!" she thumped her tail on the table.
"Place your votes, then." Glory said quietly. "We'll soon see." Blue could see the confusion in her eyes, she looked like she didn't know why or what she was saying.
Everyone had voted for Tsunami, apart from herself, who had voted Glory in spite. 
Peril stood up. "And now, we throw Tsunami into the lava pit."
"THE LAVA PIT?!?" Tsunami reared up, spreading her wings wide. Turtle put one talon on her shoulder and she shook him off. "You voted for me too, brother." she hissed through her teeth. 
They stood at the edge of the boiling lava. Tsunami had her wings bound so she couldn't fly away. Peril stood back, letting Turtle and Winter hold the thrashing Tsunami tight.
"Drop her in." someone said.
Turtle looked over at Winter who had a glint in his eye. He grinned at Turtle, but Blue saw it too. 
Then down, Tsunami fell into the fiery pit, screaming in fury. She landed in the magma with a sizzling plop, and didn't resurface. Blue took a step back in horror.
He checked his tablet, as did everyone else.
"Tsunami was not An Impostor."
Everyone stood there in silence. Blue trembled as Cricket put two wings over him. What have we done? This is a sick game, we have to get out of here.
== Chapter 6 ==
Qibli
He peered over the edge of the hole. Then he saw Tsunami fly from the pit, still screaming in anger. 
"Ah." he said. Tsunami came level to him, her anger melting into confusion. "What. Just. Happened. Why are you alive? I though you died."
"We are dead, I think. I don't know if they can see us." he waved a talon in front of Winter's face and then tried to poke it, his claw going straight through. "I don't know if this is the end of our lives. Well, ha, metaphorically seeing as we're already dead. I don't know if we'll come back to life." he took Tsunami's talon and led her over to the crowd. "We can still do our tasks. So I guess it's NOT permanent."
"Oh good." Tsunami growled. "I really want to punch Glory right now."
Qibli laughed, in a slightly chilling way he noticed. "Come on, let's haunt Winter and Turtle. They're two of the Impostors. Not sure who the other one is. Maybe they'll say who."
He walked away from her, well didn't exactly walk since he didn't have legs - just a floaty tail and his front legs. He hovered back when he realised Tsunami wasn't following him. She was staring into the pit. "You know, dying hurt."
He nodded. "I mean, I got stabbed in the back so that was fun. By my friend no less! And then Turtle escaped with him." he opened his see-through wings, which faded at the ends. "Isn't this pretty cool, though?"
Tsunami sighed, "I guess."
She's sad and angry that her friends betrayed her. But kind of happy that she doesn't have to be scared of dying. he thought. And perhaps a little apprehensive of whether this is the end.
"Come." he said. "Lets follow them before they vanish completely."
And then he glid away after Winter and Turtle. They were in stony silence, only glancing at each other briefly every now and then. They were heading to the security cameras Qibli saw. Then he saw who was there. Blue, Sundew, Cricket and Bumblebee. 
He realised what was about to happen. "Oh no..."
Turtle silently reached out with both claws, and Winter opened his mouth. Qibli came round, and saw that Winter's teeth were long and jagged - even more than usual. And then a long tongue shot out almost like a frog and struck Sundew in the base of her neck. Turtle grabbed Cricket's mouth so she couldn't cry out as Sundew fell dead to the floor. Winter retracted his tongue, shaking the blood off of his talons. Turtle grinned at Blue in a maniacal way, motioning for him to finish her. Blue took a deep breath. "I am so sorry." he said, visibly swallowing back a sob. Bumblebee looked up at him, cooing. He faltered, and drew a knife in shaking talons. Qibli could guess what he was thinking. He didn't know what was driving Blue to hold the knife against Cricket but it wasn't natural...
And suddenly Cricket was dead in Blue's arms. Qibli watched as Cricket's and Sundew's ghosts got up, wincing. "Welcome to the land of the dead." Tsunami said. 
"Bumblebee!" Cricket cried, reaching out to grab for the dragonet, talons closing on nothing. Bumblebee looked at Blue and then Cricket's body. Then she lay down silently, a tear trickling down her cheek. Cricket cried out, and sat down next to Bumblebee, "I'm not leaving her." 
Sundew shook her head when Qibli beckoned, "I'm going to stay here too." They both sat down together and Sundew tried to pat Bumblebee on the head. "Snudoooo." Qibli heard Bumblebee cry. "Crickisnudoooo wake up."
Qibli turned and followed Tsunami back down the corridor before his heart could break anymore. 
== Chapter 7 ==
Clay
He pressed himself against the wall, close to Peril's safe scales - his only source of comfort in this cold strange environment. His heart raced, and he felt a creeping down the back of his neck as if he was being watched.
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