The Mazemaster's Labyrinth

== THE MAZEMASTER'S LABYRINTH ==
'Lo there! My name is Quinnix, the (main) creator of this fanfic! This is a W.I.P. and will have quite the odd posting schedule. Please do edit any typos you find, but DO NOT edit anything else
== Added/Needed Characters ==
PLEASE NOTE THE CHANCE YOUR CHARACTERS DIE IN THIS FANFIC IS DECENTLY HIGH, SO ONLY ASK TO BE ADDED IF YOU'RE ALRIGHT WITH YOUR OC DYING. No fantribes, please
SandWing; Limestone by QuinnixTheSilly
Female aggressive IceWing; Frostbite by Angel Of Madness 001 "Basically she's a 'bite-first-ask-questions-later' kind of dragon, except she just never asks questions. It's violence or nothing, kill or be killed. She will attack anyone if she believes that doing so will benefit her, be it her own family or close friends, and is easily swayed to switch sides in a fight."
Hybrid(s); Flamereader, Basilisk, and Sandpiper by Dragon Cat114
Seer NightWing; None by []
SandWing that has been there the longest; Mexico by Mayuri234876, "Maybe he can be that one sandwing who stayed there for A LONG and pretty much is Insane and can't remember his life before the labirinth"
More slots will be added
== PROLOUGE ==
Dreamfeather panted, running towards where she thought she'd find her son. Mazemaster was always interested in these odd things; he loved talking about trapping foxes and wild creatures with his animus. But this, this was too far. Trapping dragons in what he called 'his labyrinth' was too far.
"Mother! Come here! I have an idea!" Mazemaster shouted. Dreamfeather trotted over to her son, looking at the scroll he had out. It looked like a plan for a maze. "That seems fun!" Dreamfeather chuckled. Mazemaster just frowned and went back to drawing on the scroll.
if only I knew what he was planning.. Dreamfeather stopped, looking around. This didn't seem real, it seemed like an illusion. It was an illusion. "MINDMASTER!" Dreamfeather growled "YOU LET ME OUT RIGHT NOW!" Dreamfeather shouted. She was met by silence. Was that Mazemaster's plan? To keep her locked up until she went inasne like the rest of his experiments? That's when it hit her. "YOU CAN'T DRIVE ME INSANE IF I'M ALREADY DEAD!" Dreamfeather exclaimed loudly. She looked frantically around for some way of death. The sky; she could fall to death. Dreamfeather darted into the sky, flying up and up. She kept flying and flying till her wings were sore and burning. Her wings gave out, and she started plummeting towards the ground. Just before she hit the ground, she had one final thought. What if I'm not the last dragon to die here? Her heart rate was incredibly fast, and then she was gone.
But maybe that was Mazemaster's plan all along.
== CHAPTER ONE ==
Limestone laughed loudly, swishing his barbed tail side to side. He had always hated SandWing parties, but it was alright when he had his friends around. "Hey, Lime!" Drought rammed into Limestone's shoulder playfully. "I dare you to up to that old hut nobody has touched in ages!" Drought chuckled quietly. Limestone's mind went back to those horror scrolls he read a few weeks ago. This is how horror stories start. Limestone thought. But he wasn't going to let a regular dragon see he wasn't better than them. "Fine! don't come looking for me when I don't come back!" Limestone joked, grabbing his bag and sliding it over his head and onto his neck. "Are none of y'all coming with me?" He questioned, smiling. Drought and a few other SandWings just shook their heads no. Guess it's just me.. Limestone thought with a VERY light hint of nervousness. "alright, I'll be back tonight!" Limestone said, pumping their wings till they hovered in the air. He then started to direct himself towards the small, rotting hut.
The musty, earthy smell of the rotted wood hit his nose almost right away. He glanced inside the hut, paying attention to the fact it was lopsided. There probably hasn't been anyone in here in years. Limestone thought, now even more nervous. Limestone then, reluctantly, walked slowly into the barely standing hut. "Maybe I should have brought Drought.." Limestone muttered out loud. "But if you did," A deep, loud voice started. "I wouldn't have been able to do THIS!" The voice boomed, and it seemed like Limestone's entire world was warping, as if he was being transferred somewhere. He felt extremely dizzy, and he squeezed his eyes shut to try and make it stop. He slowly opened his eyes, but he wasn't in the hut anymore. He was surrounded by walls that were made out of some unidentifiable material. Limestone tried to use his fire, but it was as if his natural weapons weren't working. He could try his tail barb later, but he doubted it would work. He reached up to his neck, but his bag was gone. "Ah, I see you're wondering where your weapons went? I got rid of them! You'll get them later after.. well, I don't want to spoil the surprise." The looming voice chuckled, it ringing loudly in Limestone's ears. Limestone winced, covering his ears with his talons. "Oh? Too loud? Sorry about that." The loud voice said, and the ringing in Limestone's ears faded. The voice was quieter now. "You can call me Mazemaster. Welcome to.. ahem.. my LABYRINNTTHHHH!!" Mazemaster said dramatically. "LET ME GO!" Limestone roared. "I'm afraid I can't do that, as it would mess up the experiment. You'll meet some other new friends in a bit. For now, just try to find the gifts of the bare minimum, prey! All prey here is aggressive though, thanks to some curses I made." Mazemaster growl-chuckled. Limestone hissed in the back of his throat, deciding to start exploring. He wondered how he could fly. Wait- he couldn't fly. As in didn't remember. What in three moons..? Limestone thought, freaked out. He continued walking to long halls and twists and turns. He thought he heard some dragon growling curses. "I HOPE YOU CHOKE ON THE MOONS AND DIE, FOR THE MOON'S SAKES, YOU.. UH.. SALAMANDER!" Limestone heard a female dragon roar. He was pretty sure that dragon was struggling to find something to call Mindmaster. Limestone ran through the halls, trying to find the dragon. that's when Limestone saw a IceWing right in front of him. And that's when the IceWing jumped on top of him, pinning Limestone to the floor.
== CHAPTER TWO ==
The IceWing was very blue, which was the first noticeable thing about her. "YOU," The IceWing hissed, "ARE YOU WORKING WITH THAT MAZEMASTER THING??" She hissed angrily. "I WILL RIP OUT YOUR THROAT!" She roared loudly. Limestone managed to push the IceWing off, backing up. "I just got here, chill! You're a feisty dragon, ain't ya?" Limestone said, growling softly, uncurling his (hopefully) venomous tail. "I don't want violence right now, But I will stab you if you try attacking me for no reason like that again." Limestone sighed. Perhaps he could negotiate with this feisty IceWing. "You SandWings are always stuck up." She spat. "If you really need my name, it's Frostbite. But I swear to the moons if you ever ask me for anything, I will stuff an entire shark down your throat." Frostbite hissed, breathing heavily. "Good.. to know.." Limestone muttered. "I'm Limestone. Also, are you going to rip out my throat or stuff a shark down it?" Limestone joked, chuckling nervously. "I'm not going to be your friend, if that's what you're trying to do. I've already killed 1 dragon here, I won't hesitate to make you the next." Frostbite growled (in an unnecessarily aggressive tone, Limestone thought.) Limestone curled his tail back in, sighing. He might not ever see this dragon again, if the labyrinth was that huge. Limestone groaned in pain, now realizing a spot under his shoulder was leaking blood. I should've attacked her.. Limestone thought, his heartrate slowing down. "If I ever see your face again, I will not hesitate to rip it off." Frostbite said in a extremely angered tone, as if Limestone had done something to her. What an arrogant camel! Limestone thought. Frostbite turned around, storming off deeper into the labyrinth. "She doesn't seem like she'd be an ally.." Limestone muttered to himself, sitting. He glanced at the wound under his shoulder. If it got infected, it could spread to his leg and cause a limp. He flicked his tail, walking over to corner in the labyrinth, his eyes and body heavy with sleep already. He felt as if he'd been up for days. He curled up into a sleeping position, closing his eyes. A deep, dreamless sleep came to him.
== CHAPTER THREE ==
"Time to wake up, small SandWing!" Mazemaster's voice boomed. Limestone stumbled to his feet, covering his ears again. It was like Mazemaster was inside his head. What a lizard.. Limestone thought, looking around. The labyrinth looked exactly the same. And the wound under his shoulder was gone, odd enough. How long have I been here? Lime thought to himself. He knew it'd only been a day.. but.. had it..? Limestone walked around, trying to find anything that might have changed in the labyrinth, but everything looked identical. He felt a sense of dread creeping up on him. Was he stuck in this maze forever? Would he ever see his few friends again? He shuddered at the thought. Mazemaster's voice appeared out of nowhere, startling Limestone. "Good, you're up," the voice said. "Are you ready for the next challenge?" Limestone gritted his teeth. He wasn't sure if he was ready, but he knew he had to keep going. He nodded silently, steeling himself for whatever lay ahead. Limestone tried to shake off his nerves and focus on the task at hand. He growled and nodded silently, knowing he had to keep going if he wanted to survive. Mazemaster chuckled. "Excellent," he said. "This next challenge will test your agility and reflexes. You must navigate to the end of a marked area, as you can see right in front of you, but this time you'll have to fly the entire thing! Fail, you will fall into a pit of dragon-bite vipers!" The thought of being surrounded by those snakes made Limestone's heart race. He had to succeed in this challenge, or he wouldn't make it out alive. He took a deep breath, focusing on calming his nerves and steadying his resolve. "Begin," Mazemaster's voice commanded as the floor gave away under Limestone's talons. Limestone gasped, flapping his wings wildly. At least he knew how to fly now. He cringed away from the pit of vipers, soaring thorugh the course with ease.
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