Fanfic - The Start of Everything

This (probably going to be short) fanfic is my own interpretation of what could have happened at the time of The Scorching (although I'm 100% sure this won't be accurate). Enjoy!
=The Story=
==Chapter One==
Quinn sat down on their bed, bored out of their mind. "Ugh... this is so boring!" They groaned as they clicked 'reload page' on Youtube for the thousandth time, hoping they'd find a video they actually wanted to watch. "I'll just go get a snack," Quinn mumbled to themselves. They went downstairs, opened the cabinet, grabbed a small bag of pretzels and headed back to their room.
Quinn plopped down on their bed and grabbed their headphones, attaching them to their phone and clicking 'play' on Spotify. Ahh... much better. Humming along to the music and munching on pretzels, Quinn hadn't noticed the tremors that were making them and their room slightly shake. Thinking it was a (fairly odd) part of the music, Quinn also didn't notice the roars that were coming from outside.
Taking off their headphones and pausing the music, Quinn sat up and scanned their room. What the heck was that...? They wondered, confused. Suddenly, now that Quinn had their headphones off, they heard a deafening roar, and a huge, yellow, lizard-like face looked through their window. "AHHH" Quinn shrieked, falling off their bed, "What the heck was that?! I didn't imagine it, and I know I didn't...".
Bewildered, Quinn started to sit up, but before they could, a large tremor knocked several books off their nightstand and onto their head. "Ow!" Quinn said as they grabbed a few of the books that had tumbled onto the floor. Looking at the covers, they could see that they were holding books 9, 10 and 11 of the Wings of Fire series that they had been so sucked into lately.
With a jolt, Quinn realised something strange and a bit terrifying. "The dragon on the cover of book 10..." They said, stumbling over their words, "the creature in my window... they look exactly the same".
==Chapter Two==
"This is impossible... how could a fictional dragon be in the real world?!" Quinn mumbled shakily, "I can't believe this is happening... maybe I'm imagining it?"
As soon as they said that, the formerly small, ongoing tremors stopped. "They stopped... I was totally imagining it!" Quinn yelled to themself, but as soon as they'd uttered those words, an extremely loud tremor knocked them over. As Quinn looked out the window, they saw the rest of their apartment building toppled over in the road. Thank god I live on the first floor.
Terrified and almost tearing up, Quinn thought of their parents, on a business trip in England. I hope they're ok.
Grabbing a bag stuffed with several things they might want later, including their phone and the rest of the books in the Wings of Fire series (which they had bought earlier that week), Quinn sprinted into the remaining bit of hallway that the apartment building had left and outside the building. Looking around cautiously, Quinn spotted a bright, color-shifting dragon-like creature. It was staring straight at them.
Running for their life, Quinn heard a hissing sound coming from behind them. Ducking instinctively, Quinn nearly had a spurt of black liquid land on them. Instead it landed in front of them, giving Quinn enough time to jump over it and duck into a bush lining a building that, like theirs, had collapsed onto their building. Huh. I wonder if the tremor made this building tip over instead of mine, and then it landed on my building, tipping it over.
Although Quinn would have liked to ponder this train of thought a bit more, their thinking was cut off abruptly by a large dragon-like creature walking slowly past their bush. Except it wasn't large. It was much smaller, and didn't seem to know where to go. "This little dragon looks like a SandWing..."
Cutting themself off, Quinn thought about it. They didn't know whether this 'dragon' was a SandWing or not. They just knew that it would be crazy for a type of dragon in a book to come to life. Although it didn't make sense, Quinn would have to think about the how and why later. All they needed to do was survive. 
Quietly creeping out of the bush, Quinn scanned the area; the little dragon was gone, but now they could see other dragons in the air, in the streets, heck, there was even a little RainWing (assuming these were dragons from the Wings of Fire series) trying to climb a tree. Quinn was worried that there were, in fact, actual dragons on earth. 
Amazing, but also horrifying.
==Chapter Three==
Panicking, Quinn sprinted away, wanting to be anywhere but where they had been, in the midst of all those dragons. However, to their dismay, there seemed to be no end to all the dragons surrounding them. 
Left? Dragons. Right? Dragons. Up? Dragons. Down? Well, that was just the road. Probably.
Gasping, Quinn stared, wide-eyed, at the clawed talon that had just broken through the asphalt and was starting to form cracks that were quickly being broken up and turned into literals holes in the ground. Shaking, Quinn slowly backed away as a dragon seemingly burst through the earth's surface. This one was bright red, smoke coming from its scales. It seemed to be pulsing with fire, and as it spread out its wings, golden veins in the membranes caught the sun's rays.
"A... SkyWing? A firescales SkyWing?!" Quinn said, panicking.
This time, Quinn knew that they weren't dreaming, or crazy. This was real. Insanely real.
Ok, I got this. All I gotta do is go somewhere safe where no dragons can get to me. Then they came to a realization. The school, Of course! I should be safe there, right? I could probably find some of my friends, too, even if it's the weekend.
Running away with a purpose this time, Quinn ducked swiftly under fallen street poles and leapt over building debris; then suddenly, the school was in view. Gasping, they did a jump of joy, only to hit their head on a fallen street pole that had been caught on a chunk of stone debris. 
"OW!" Quinn yelled. Although they were in pain, they couldn't stop moving, so they gritted their teeth and kept sprinting towards the school.
Getting more tired by the second and pumped by adrenaline, Quinn practically flew the last few steps to the main entrance of the school. Slamming the door behind them, they sat down by a locker near the entrance and gasped for breath. Thank god the dragons haven't found their way in here, or I would be toast.
Finding their way into an abandoned classroom, Quinn noticed that it looked practically untouched. Although most of the supplies like books and pencils were spilled all over the floor, the main building didn't seem to have taken any damage. "I guess the tremors weren't that bad here" They sighed.
Their stomach grumbling, Quinn headed to the cafeteria in hopes of there being any food. Although all the hot meals seemed to be gone, the snack and drink bar still seemed to be operating. 
Attempting to raid the vending machine and shake all the snacks out, Quinn eventually got tired and went to the rooftop to relax.
About to start munching on the rest of the pretzels that they had brought from home, Quinn stopped as they noticed a small, squiggly shape attempting to open the main entrance door.
"Wait... is that Halona?!"
==Chapter 4==
Shoving the pretzels back in their bag, Quinn hurried down the stairs while shouting "HALONA" hoping that Halona would hear them and not give up and leave. 
Oh Quinn, why did you lock the door?!
Scrambling down the last few steps to the main entrance, Quinn grabbed the doors and shoved them open, only to see that Halona was already way ahead of them, and that she had already left. However, Quinn could still see her running away in the distance. As loud as they could, Quinn mustered the energy to finally yell, "HALONAAAAAAA".
Before Quinn could blink, Halona had already turned back and was quickly sprinting towards the school, her black braids flying wildly behind her.
"Quinn! You're here!" Halona yelled back, almost at the school.
"Yes!" Quinn said, their voice muffled by the big hug that Halona had just given them.
"Quinn, have you seen those, those... things?! They're huge and scary and... what even are they?!" Halona said, stumbling on her words.
"They're dragons! I mean, I think they're dragons... um, you know that book series I was reading recently?" Quinn said.
"Dragons?! Also, no, what was it called again?" Halona asked, horrified and puzzled at the same time, especially as to why Quinn was bringing up the topic of books in an apocalypse.
"Um... ack, wait, hold on," Quinn said as they fumbled with the zipper on their backpack, "Here. Look at these covers. Seem familiar?"
Quinn watched Halona's jaw drop as they handed her the books. Quinn was familiar with that face; it was the same one they had made when the yellow dragon (SandWing?) looked through their window and the books fell off their nightstand.
"W-what even..." Halona mumbled, "How is this even possible?! This is terrifying but also cool but also really scary."
"Yea... I figured we could find a good place to stay safe and then figure out why fictional dragons are causing an apocalypse" Quinn shrugged.
"Ok, yea, good idea. Figuring out the whys and hows of an apocalypse sounds like too much of a brain workout." Halona laughed nervously, trying to lighten the mood.
For the rest of the day, Halona and Quinn decided to try and find a place to sleep, hopefully far away from any doors or windows where protection was weak or they could be spotted by the very thing they were trying to avoid. Several hours later, they were able to find a secure spot in the cafeteria; a small room made for cooking warm meals. It wasn't hot, of course, since no food had been made in a few days.
==Chapter 5==
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