Blazing Fyres

This is a Work In Progress fanfiction about the roleplay "Blazing Fyres" written by StarflightTheNightWingDragonet and CøsmiqqBlitzar
==Credits:==
Roleplay started by: CheetoLafayette
Reboot by: Beginthewar
Copy+pasting and spell-checking by: CøsmiqqBlitzar
===Characters:===
Creatively UnSuRe: Queen Crisp (SkyWing Queen), Billow (Sky-Sea Guard)
Pineapple the Rainwing2: Hurricane (Sky-Sea-Rain, Crisp's Champion.), Storm (Sky-Sea-Rain, Royal Guard), Mango (Rain-Leaf prisoner) 
StarflightTheNightwingDragonet: Pearl (Silk-Sea, Crisp's personal servant), Thunder (SkyWing prisoner)
Fawnthefurwing: Princess Flicker (SkyWing Princess)
ShadyBlackCat: Princess Embers (SkyWing Princess)
Coast the hybrid: Princess Swift (SkyWing Princess), Strike (SkyWing Guard) Freefall (SkyWing prisoner)
Ryu-happy: Princess Cerise (SkyWing Princess), Ryu (LeafWing guard), Burning (SkyWing guard)
Lightangel2007: Prince Perish (SkyWing Prince)
CosmiqqBlitzar: Prince Jasper (SkyWing Prince), Twister (Sky-Rain Prisoner)
Beginthewar: Ace (Sky-Rain prisoner)
Pyra of Pyrhhia: Roadrunner (SandWing Prisoner)
Archallis: Wynn (SkyWing prisoner)
Ravenwing-Ace: Nightmare (Sky-Night prisoner), Tenebris 
Reed and Comewatcher: Moongazer (Night-Rain Prisoner)
==Prologue==
Burning looked around. He soared over the arena looking down as nothing happened and set claw onto the stone hallway. "Nothing to report." He said to a guard.
"no one missing from there perches?" Storm said as Burning landed
"No, but we should see escape attempts soon." He said. Gladly, everyone was on their perches. "Hmm, I'm going to grab a snack." He said as his stomach growled.
Ace looked at the guards communicating at the ledge she was supposed to call home. Instead, she was stuck, her wings restricted by the dragons beside her. She knew she could break out by letting her firescales shine through. But she didn't. She just stayed on the perch, excited for some fun that would happen the next day, and wondered if she was a sadist for wishing to fight the champion.
Freefall sat on her pillar, hoping she wouldn't be put in the arena any time soon. Then again, if she didn't escape, what was the point, she would just sit here on the pillar, waiting to die and mourning the other prisoners fates.
Princess Swift prepared in her room, fastening her earings and hoping she wouldn't accidently show disloyalty to the Queen. Not that she beleived her mother deserved the title. She hoped her mother would let the prisoners live this time. (if we're doing it like that, where the Queen can decide if the loser lives, like a gladiator fight.)
Strike walked around the arena, awaiting orders of which prisoners to prepare for the fight.
Embers roamed the hall, her tail hitting a table.
"Oops," She whispers, and self-consiciously looked at herself. No. No 'oops'. You've got to show the kingdom that you're worth this title and much more.She immediately lifted her ruby head and continued on.
"No servants?" She said loudly.
"Nah," Swift walked over to her sister.  "They're all busy setting up the arena." She said casually. "How are ya' sis?"
Billow stood quietly in the hall, her scales nervously blinking. The Queen was getting harsher. The Mudwing's terrified face as she lead him into the arena was burned into her memory. She was startled out of her thoughts by Princess Embers making her way down the hall. "No servants?" she called. "I don't think so, your Highness," Billow answered. "Just me, as well as Princess Swift." She watched the two dragonesses meet and continue down the hall, slowly sinking back into her anxieties.
Crisp swept across the throne room, her auburn wings folding behind her. She gazed over the Sky Kingdom, feeling satisfied that she was the ruler. And why shouldn't she be? She treated her subjects with respect, yet kept them safe from their enemies. That reminds me... She thought, her yellow-gold eyes shifting across the arena. A guard walked there, dark red against the sand, like a drop of blood. His name was something about fighting... Bite? Slash?
"Strike," she said smoothly, "Bring out Roadrunner."
Yes, your Majesty," Strike dipped his head in respect to the Queen, then quickly flew to Roadrunner's pillar. "Come on," He said coldly to the Sandwing as he disconnected her chains from the pillar and took her down to the sandy arena floor. 'Good luck," He said, slipping a peice of flavored candy into her talon. It wasn't much, but he tried to always give the prisoners a moment of hope before their fight, though more often than not it was just another thing they thought about as their life slipped away.
Hurricane wanndered in his cave, it had been the old amory when this place had been a hospital, now its his. He knew there was goeing to be a fight, he hoped it wasnt an icewing that he was gonna fight, he shuddered. Those faces he thought and looked around, he saw a dragon get brought to the arena by a guard, he knew who the gaurd was just by seeing what he did to the dragond, he passed him something, so strike he thought.
Storm stood next to the queen, she was smaller, but her presence filled the room, she saw the sandwing prisoner get dragged out. She disliked the arena, because it meant they kept her brother here. She followed her majesty to there seats at the top of the arena, but Storm always stood, for fear of a attacker.
flicker would fly to where her mother was, sitting next to her, she looked at the arena, fiddling with her talons...she hated the fights, but she might as well watch them, you could here the noises 10 miles away*
Billow saw Strike lead down the Sandwing, Roadrunner. She always tried to remember their names. It made them more real in her mind, and she felt like it was the least she could do to them. Most of the prisoners were either traitors who disrespected the Queen or her methods, or prisoners the Queen traded from other tribes for her arena. She reminded herself that it was an honor to serve the Queen, but lately, it hadn't felt that way. Recently, Billow would rather stuff ash into her small gills than serve the Queen's hunger for blood. She fiddled with her spear, which were mostly for show, as her scales kept blinking in time with her torn heart.
Crisp smiled as curls of smoke drifted out her of nose. "Thank you, Strike," she said, then turned towards the Sandwing. "Roadrunner, my dear, you will be fighting Sawfish (just choose random npc). Good luck," she started to turn back to the guards, then stopped. "I do like you. You don't moan and groan about the fighting, you just use your brain." She mused, almost to herself, then under her breath, "Unlike some dragons I know," She gave Roadrunner a dazzling smile, and nodded to Strike. "Bring me Sawfish."
Storm looked at Flicker as she approached "Princesse Flicker, how nice to see you again" and bowed gracefully, while keeping an eye on the nearby dragons
Princess Swift arrived and sat next to them. "Good afternoon, your Highness," She said politey to her mother. She nodded nervously and turned to the arena, where one of the guards, Strike, was preparing a Sandwing prisoner.
flicker smiled* “nice to see you too, Storm, was it? Just between you and me, I don’t particularly like the fighting...I just come because it is pointless to drown out the cheering and shouting” *she mused*
Strike flew up to the pilar were the unfortunate seawing (I'm assuming he's a seawing) was being kept. He knew Sawfish actually deserved the arena, he had killed two Skywings art the border, one of them just a one year old dragonet on vacation with his parents and sister.
Swift looked nervously at her sister. "Sh! Don't be so disloyal to the Queen!" She said to her sister. Despite the fact that they were competing heirs to the throne, she truly cared about her siblings and didn't want Crisp to kill them for being disloyal.
Billow saw Strike lead down a Seawing. Sawfish. Probably the most horrible prisoner. He always kicked the food off the cliff, threatened the guards, and used his tail to slowly smother his last opponent. She shuddered to herself, thinking.
Crisp smiled at her daughters, who had all sat beside her. "Hello, my lovelies," she said lightly. "I'm glab your here. Remember the murderer of that dragonet near the border? Well, we caught him, and he's fighting in the arena today!" She clapped her black talons. "I am so excited!"
"Majesty, will it be hurricane that fights the murderer?" Storm asked nervously
flicker, hearing swift’s warning, shut her trap and forced a smile* “oh wow! You caught him?” *she said, pretending to care*
"Oh, that's good." She said releived someone who actually deserved to die in the arena would be fighting.
"Of course not," she said to Storm, a frown creasing across her perfect snout. "Hurricane will be called in if he wins. Today, though, he is fighting against Roadrunner! She is smart, and he uses muscle, mainly, so it will be very interesting!" She smiled again, then noticed the look on the guard's face. "Don't worry," she added with a wave of her talons. "He will die no matter what. Does it matter who kills him?" Crisp asks, then settles her wings and sweeps her talons across the arena, waiting for Strike to finish unchaining Sawfish.
Pearl followed her majesty wherever she went. She was completely devoted to her majesty, but she felt something was off. She ignored the feeling and silently followed her queen.
Strike finishes unchaining Sawfish, amking sure to accidnently shove him with his shoulder as he walks away. "I knew the family of that dragonet you killed," He mutters. "You're sick." Strike signals to the Queen that Sawfish is ready, shoots him one more glare, and stalks away.
Swift looked at Pearl curiously. The strange hybrid followed the Queen wherever she went, allways seeming to be at her side, ready to serve. She seemed a hundred percent devoted to the Queen, though not so much the princesses and the rest of the royal family.
Seeing Strike's signal, Crisp clasped her talons again, and raised her voice to carry across the arena. "Roadrunner of the Sandwings, you were traded to me by your Queen for theft and conspiracy against her. Sawfish of the Seawings, you were captured at the border after cruelly murdering a young dragonet and his father." She paused a bit, letting her daughters and guards know that Sawfish's death was justified. "Prepare to fight!" She called. "Talons ready, teeth bared, FIGHT!" 
Pearl looked over at her Queen, but didn't say anything. She had several rules for how to act programmed into her head, and one of them was, Nice silkwing servants don't speak unless spoken to.
Sawfish lunged at Roadrunner, atempting to use his weight to knock her over, but she moved to quickly, dodging out of the way and nicking his ear with her talon.
Wynn looked down from his pillar at the dragons fighting and winced when Sawfish failed an attack.
Pearl wondered whether the queen saw her look at her majesty or not.
Wynn tried to look tough looking so that he could get picked for fighting next time it happened.
flicker looked over at some of the prisoners, one of them caught her eye... it was a dragon that looked particularly tough, and actually wanted to fight (Wynn), she turned to Queen Crisp* “Mother...do you have another fight planned? Because I think that one-“ *she pointed to Wynn* “-wants to fight”
Crisp glanced up at the prisoner towers, seeing a bright rainwing ruffled his wings and sit proudly, facing the wind. She waved her talons, "I suppose I could arrange another fight with that dragon." She touched a claw to her snout thoughtfully. "What was his name? Victory, or something? Yes, he could fight the victor of this battle," she motioned to where Roadrunner and Sawfish were circling. "Or perhaps I'll put him in with Hurricane.." she trailed off, wings fluttering with excitement.
Ace looked at the queen peering at Wynn, who was trying to act tough. She could put him in with Hurricane, or whoever wins, and he wouldn't stand a chance. She tugged on her chains to get his attention. "Hey, you're going to die in there. I suggest stopping what you're doing and act weak so they put me in instead." She couldn't help the want in her voice that made her seem better than everyone else. She was actually one of the few that liked fighting.
Princess Swift watched the fight nervously, hoping Roadrunner would win. And where was Perish? He should be here by now, he was late.
Perish landed beside Swift "hello" he greeted.
Ace let her scales glow a little bit, feeling the metal warm up agenst her scales. She couldn't let it smoke, not now. Otherwise she risked herself be executed by Hurricane, a dragon she felt took much too lightly. She noticed steam coming from one of her metal bars, and she regreatfully dimed her scales. She wasn't afraid of any of the prisoners, the only one she'd suspect to be a problem would be Wynn. But, collateral damage. She could get rid of him, easy.
Swift looked at Perish, releived he had finally come. 
Freefall sat on her pillar, noticing Ace and Wynn showing off so they would get picked to fight. Idiots She thought, They're going to get killed. At least if they were picked she wouldn't be.
Ace caught a SkyWing prisinor's eye, and the SkyWing looked away quickly. Wynn seemed not to notice. "Hey. I'm not going to get killed, if that's what you're wondering. I know that because I've killed every single wing of dragon before. Not Pantalans, but, you know what I mean." She sighed, and waited for her answer. "I"m not a bad dragon. Just orphaned. They found me next to a MudWing body, you can thank Stargazer for that. So now I'm here."
Crisp smiled at Perish as he landed in the throne room. "Hello, my dear! The horrid murderer of the dragonet is fighting today! Isn't that exciting?" She said enthusiastically. She turned towards the prisoner towers, where two dragons were bickering. Both seemed to want to go in the arena. Interesting... Crisp thought, then turned back towards Sawfish and Roadrunner.
Ryu soared nodding to the queen as she passed her. She smiled. Gladly, she didn't make Ryu fight because she used to think she was 'smarter than the rest'.
"so hurricanes fighting today?" Storm asked while survaing the nearby dragons "who would he be fighting?"
Ace felt her claws start to curl in at the sight of Ryu aknoledging the queen. He shouldn't even be alive! Smoke started to curl around her horns, and the queen began to take notice...
"What the-" She stard at Ace. "I have to go." She said to the Queen. She soared towards the prisoners, keeping sight of Ace as she flew over.
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