The Lost Souls

== The Lost Souls Fanfic ———————————————————Roblox Doors Inspired ==
Mature Content Warning: This page may include scenes that trigger certain individuals. Viewer discretion is advised.
Part one is my OC, Pear (Prickly Pear)’s backstory. NOTE: any mention of Blazefire in this Fanfiction is not canon to The Hybrid’s Hope. 
Part two is a WIP
Part three is a WIP
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=== Part 1: Five Dead Souls ===
Pear winced as rain poured down. His barbed tail sliced across the ground as he attempted to traverse the mountains on foot through the blinding rain. His RainWing ruff flared out as he ducked into a cave. Prism adjusted the satchel around his shoulder and extracted a small towel. He wiped off his face, shook out his soaked glasses, then examined the cave.
It looked like a hotel, much like all the others he had seen. Lanterns hung from the roof, and a wooden check-in desk was opposite to a waiting room. The stone floor made his footsteps echo as he walked around, trying to get warm. Oh, if only we had stayed together, He thought, sitting down in front of a stone table. We would both be in this nice hotel.
”Pear?” A childish voice called from the entrance. “Are you in here?” Pear looked back and saw a NightWing dragonet. She had blue scales, with bright white wings and IceWing spines. Her eyes were red, and she had navy speckles on her face.
”Snowsight!” Pear smexclaimed. “There you are!” He got up and rushed over to her. “I’m glad you’re okay.” He gave her a quirky smile, his wings and ruff cascading into rosy pink.
”I’m fine, those NightWings are idiots. I was litterally steaming and they couldn’t find me! Pshh, lame-o!” She scoffed, rolling her striking emerald eyes. “I’m a three year old dragonet, I shouldn’t be hard to catch!” Prism laughed, his wings shaking off water.
”I found this place, but it looks like nobody’s around,” Prism said, motioning to the lobby. “It’s completely empty.”
“It is the middle of the night,” Blazefire said, walking past him and ringing the bell on the check-in desk.
Silence greeted them.
”You don’t think they’ll mind if we just head up to a room, do you?” Prism asked, lavender ribbons flowing about on the tough scales of his back, arms, and neck. “We can just pay them later?”
Blazefire nodded. “Sounds good!” She trotted over to a door labeled -STAIRS-. She pushed open the door, and the two of them walked down the stairs. All the light around them dwindled, and soon, Blazefire was the only think lighting the way.
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