Darkstalker’s Almost Live Not Real Music Festival

Okay, so if you didn’t exactly get the premise, a dragonet accidentally turned himself into Darkstalker. Then Darkstalker’s spirit possessed him and made an emo band. Apparently, they are trying to get into a concert, but Taylor Swift took it over. Feel free to add anything.
== Songs ==
== Random facts ==
* The name is stolen from Arthur’s Almost Live Not Real Music Festival. The title is completely original and so are the songs!
== Summary ==
Okay so like Qibli accidentally found an egg and stepped on it because he could. It hatched to be Turtle’s baby. A new animus. So like he hired the baby dragonet to grow up so they could help find Vulture and eat his gang but instead the baby recited the spell wrong and became Darkstalker! Meanwhile, a beautiful, genderless hybrid, who was the hatchling’s sibling, named Marley lives in a house with soda-loving Moonwatcher and her friend, possibly fiancé, Qibli. Soon Darkstalker controlled his thoughts and he decided to open an emo band. He gathered two thirds of his followers and they began to go to one of Taylor Swift’s theaters to play. Apparently, Taylor was already there during her Eras tour, and that made Darkstalker really angry (because Taylor actually liked his first album) so he is trying to take over the music concert for good! 😊 
== Chapter 1: Baby Power! (Note Turtle and Qibli are like three years older) ==
It was the coldest winter day of the year. Never the shortest, actually. It was just, very cold. Qibli was trying to get some Starbucks and get tickets for Taylor’s tour (fwi he was brainwashed by Kinkajou. If not he would be like at an Eagles or Jackson Brown concert drinking champagne). While on his way, Turtle waved to him at the crosswalk. “Hey, buddy, have you seen a scaly, bright green egg?” Qibli shook his head. “Uh, okay. It’s big. But a lot of dragon eggs look like that so be careful!” He nodded. Once the SandWing got a scrumdidildumpious coffee at Starbucks, he sat outside waiting for snow to appear. No snow did, so he proceeded to walk.
Suddenly, he felt something scaly beneath his feet. He thought it was lizards. HE HATED LIZARDS. So Qibli stomped on it cluelessly before seeing the lizards were clumped together, in an 3-D elipse shape, and bright green. IT CRACKED! A dragonet looking like Turtle but with RainWing frills and SeaWing Royal patterns on only one wing spun out and enchanted an umbrella to wack Qibli. “Ow! Why you little-“ Qibli screamed as he got attacked by an umbrella. Suddenly, he realized this was Turtle’s baby. Your dad’s looking for you. Qibli ran back to Turtle’s house in fear with the baby cradled in his arms. The baby summoned a thousand bats to serve him some fruit.
“Turtle! Turtle! I found you and Kinkajou’s baby!” Qibli sobbed, waiting for an answer from the door, but there was no answer. “I guess I’m your father now, little fella,” he got up, wiping away his tears. However, his tears were practically frozen from the cold air. As the SandWing fed the dragonet some chicken, he waited for the cold air to stop. Qibli smiled, “I’m gonna name you Vince Gill!” However, the baby only used his powers to make a thousand mandolins appear. “Er, Don Felder.” Suddenly, the father had an idea. I could make him to enchant himself to grow up so I won’t have to take so much care of him! But that’s so devious. Eh, who cares. Qibli grabbed a mandolin. The baby screamed. Qibli screamed back, “ENCHANT YOURSELF TO GROW UP SO WE CAN PLAY TOGETHER!”
The baby muttered gooblygook before he started to tower. His gills disappeared, his wings got bigger, his eyes started to open, and he was soon Qibli’s height. However, he was now dark, and his frills faded into nothing. He had a very long neck and he almost looked like a NightWing. “I am the great and one and only King Darkstalker. I will make you bow to my will,” the small baby big dragon bellowed as Qibli fainted. “Now that I think of it, I should start like, an emo band!”
As dragons from all over flocked to Qibli’s house to audition, Darkstalker seemed to only chose his former followers. Tamarin was first with the beautiful flute her instructor gave her, but Darkstalker ruthlessly attacked her in decline. As more and more auditioned, the bigger the band grew. Once everyone grouped together, they made their first album. “Okay, but we need a publisher to publish this awesome album we made!” Smokeseer said after he finished the last song, Zombie Brain. Everyone nodded, including Darkstalker. So they ran to Motown and screamed, “GIVEUSAPUBLISHERPLSPLSPLS”. Unfortunately, a dragon was naming her newly hatched dragonet and her voice was quiet. The Nextdoor Motown noise was so loud it covered the actual name and the dragon was lip-syncing their demands unintentionally, so the dragonet was named GIVEUSAPUBLISHERPLSPLSPLS. 
== Chapter 2: The Tale of Marley, Moonwatcher, and Kinkajou ==
I didn’t say this was going to be a happy go lucky fan fiction. In fact, this will eventually turn into a very dark moment in the story. But let’s continue. Basically the dragon next door was actually Kinkajou. She was completely unaware that her first son was next door. “Hey, why would you give a name like that?” the nurse, Moon, said. Kinkajou said, “What? I named my dragonet-“ Smokeseer yelled, “GIVEUSAPUBLISHERPLSPLSPLS” again next door. Moon stared at Kinkajou. “Oh, look, it’s time for the tour!” the RainWing started to ripple into an exquisite lime color. Moon shook her head as she ran out, clearly in fright. ‘She would literally live with Taylor Swift if she could,” the NightWing said, staring at a bioluminescent sea-foam green dragonet showing a paisley pattern on its wings. To this day, reader, no one exactly knows its “gender”, but that ain’t a bad thing at all. Anyway, in just a few moments, Moon started crying for unknown reasons, and the dragonet hugged her with pink stripes dancing up and down its body.
Moon sniffed, and hugged the dragonet back. Because GIVEUSAPUBLISHERPLSPLSPLS was a weird name, Moonwatcher renamed it to Marley, after Bob Marley. Moonwatcher admitted she was crying because Kinkajou didn’t appreciate reggae, which in the NightWing’s opinion was best. Another huge yell came across Motown. Eventually, Moon just peeped over with Marley in her arms. Marley flashed a light blue color with rose dots, entering a nice sleep. In Motown, Smokeseer was yelling his lungs out. “A PUBLISHER!” echoed the halls. “Fine, fine, here’s your publisher. Go to room 3,” said a man. In Room Three, they jammed their hearts out. “An empty soul is me…” Mightclaws finished the last song. “How was that, Dark-OH MY GOSH!”
Darkstalker was in one corner, groaning and saying weird, ancient words in past dragon. A snarl, two quick growls finished with a roar, a slow snap, and a little mew. He was possessed by the real Darkstalker. Thanks for letting me in, friend. A voice murmured in the kid’s head, but in dark growls. Everyone surrounded the muttering dragonet. “WASSUP, MY PEASANTS!” Darkstalker said, rising from the ground. One by one, everyone screamed and ran off in different directions. Micheal Jackson suddenly appeared and walked inside the recording studio, but sadly was burned to death by Mindreader (not intentionally). Darkstalker laughed crazily, and got everyone to follow him with a snap. The months passed by quickly, with Darkstalker and the Emos rising to the top of the music chart each week.
Marley was also growing. It lived a comfortable life with Moonwatcher and frequent visits from Qibli. It spent its free time listening to music, especially reggae, and loved Chinese food. It also had a great attitude about things, and was flexible to new ideas. In over all, it was one swell hybrid. One day, Qibli was playing a board game with Marley. “Yay! I win!” the dragonet giggled. Qibli smiled. Suddenly, there was a thud from the door. Kinkajou ran out, with torn clothes and bruised talons. Her ruffs were ripped, and her eyes were so baggy she looked like a zombie. “Oh no! Are you okay?” said Marley, rushing over to her. It was always an empathetic and nice dragon. “Hey, kid.” the RainWing responded, not noticing it was her dragonet. Qibli got a cup of coffee for Kinkajou and gave it to her.
Soon, four dragons - a Sea-Rain hybrid, a NightWing, a SandWing, and a RainWing were seated at the table drinking orange juice, a Shirley Temple can, beer, and some nice coffee. Moonwatcher gulped the last drop of her soda, and asked, “What on the Great Night Dragon’s tongue happened to you?” Kinkajou replied, “Darkstalker is here, and he is hosting a concert. He could enchant his music to make everyone follow him, and I have nothing against his music, BUT WHAT IF HE BECOMES EVIL AGAINANDSUMMONSHISFRIENDSTOKILLEVERYONEANDHEFINDSUSANDHEBURNSDOWNOURHOUSEAND-“ Moonwatcher put a back on the RainWing. “Don’t worry.” she said, and the two dragonesses did just so. 
Suddenly, Kinkajou recognized Marley’s face. “APPLE PIE!” she screamed with joy, hugging the dragonet close. “You named it Apple Pie?” Moonwatcher rubbed her head. Qibli smiled at the mother-child reunion. Marley hugged its mother back. “Go get some sleep, darling,” Moonwatcher sighed, “Qibli, do you have something to say?” Qibli nodded, puffed his chest, and uttered, “Kinkajou, Darkstalker is your kid. Basically, I saw your egg hatch, but I accidentally said a no no word and he repeated it. He ran to the ceiling, and he’s an animus, so he became Darkstalker.” Kinkajou didn’t know what to think after that, but she was glad to see Qibli again. “I got tickets to a Taylor Swift concert, but we can go once you’ve healed.” continued Moonwatcher in a sweet yet hoarse voice. And that’s exactly what they did.
Only, Darkstalker was waiting in the wings…
== Chapter 3: Invasion of the FBI ==
*=that’s a rock band, not a reggae band
Okay, that’s not really that silly, nor was it that dark. But anyway, Darkstalker was actually really chill. But he found he wanted Marley…erm, Apple Pie’s noodles. So he screamed, “FBI OPEN UP” as they all ran into Moonwatcher’s hut. Kinkajou was sleeping, dreaming about marrying the sugar plum fairy, Moonwatcher was knitting a scarf for Qibli, Qibli was at the store buying milk (and never came back, for some reason), and Marley was eating some Chinese food while watching old music videos. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” screamed Moonwatcher as Darkstalker stole Marley’s noodles. Marley really didn’t care, it was too busy listening to Toto* and eating up some dumplings. “GIVE MY DRAGONET BACK ITS NOODLES!” Kinkajou woke up, grabbing an empty cup o’ noodles.
”Chill, mom,” said Darkstalker, giving Marley back the noodles. “HOW DO YOU KNOW I’M YOUR MOTHER?” asked the RainWing, turning a pale green with sea foam stripes. Darkstalker let out a cackle, and answered, “You have a crumpled card in your hand that says, ‘from your amazing husband turtle’. Turtle’s my dad. So you must be my mom.” Kinkajou fainted. Clearly he was right, but he probably should have known stepmothers and stuff exist. Moonwatcher paused, “So that must mean…” Kinkajou remerged and yelled, “MARLEY IS DARKSTALKER’S SIBLING!” Marley took off its headphones and said, “Hm? Oh hi, brother.” Darkstalker and Marley hugged. Everyone was happy because ‘Darkstalker’ was finally happy.
Hey, kid.
Dude, get out of my head. This is my body.
I’m still here.
Suddenly, the NightWing shot out a flame at Moonwatcher and grabbed Marley by the tail. Marley’s tail was eaten. Kinkajou, trying to defend herself, grabbed an empty beer bottle from the tea before and went whap to Darkstalker’s head. He was still controlled, but at least he was acting better. The bad stuff went out.
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