Stories of Vlionezes

Mini/Short Stories for my 3 Fantribes on the Continent Vlionezes!
I'll basically write stories about my 3 Fantribes who belong on the continent Vlionezes. I don't think I'll update this often, but I will once a get an idea for a short story.
== Scythe's Turn! ==
Grim rushed up towards Scythe and shoved his scythe into her talons. "I've gotta really hurry Scythe," He said as he scrambled over to his cloak, his talons quickly traced over it as he tried to find it's hood.
"Let me guess, DevilWing council?" She said rolling her eyes, fidgeting with the scythe.
"No! It's for ALL of them! This is really important, and I need to get there fast." He said as he ran across the plateau, turning a corner, then coming out with a pouch and a SUPER fat book. A page flew out and he quickly ran over to it and flipped through the pages and placed it back in. "I'll re- Wait where's the miniature recorder orb?" His talon went up to the sides of his face.
"Here- Here I have it don't worry." She said, handing the small blue orb that fit perfectly into the palm of her talons to Grim. He snatched the orb and stuffed it into a small hidden ouch within the cloak.
"Okay one two.. Alright I got everything See you in a day!" He boosted into the air waving at Scythe and blowing a plume of fire at the air and disappearing into it.
"Alright- Time for Hourglass Hall. She sighed as she stretched her wings out, holding on hard to the scythe and boosting down the stairs into the Hourglass Hall.
Later...
"Ah, it seems like it's time for someone by the name of 'Violet' " She flew up and took the Hourglass labeled Violet and blew fire onto the hourglass. She was sent into a vast forest, somewhere in Pantla- or however you say that continent's name. She saw a small SilkWing child who laid lifelessly on the floor. Like her name, she had a violet color. She had no wings, only wing buds, she was under six years old. She had darker violet swirl around her eyes, talons and tail. Her underbelly was a pale violet, almost white.
"Looks like she was suffocated." Scythe said, examining Violet's neck. She sighed an stood up on her hind legs, holding the scythe with her front talons. She slashed at Violet's body and dragged her soul out.
VIOLET POV
I started coughing , slowly the fuzziness began to fade as I looked up to see a horrifying looking dragon stand on their hind legs wielding some very pointy stick. I'm.. alive? OH WAIT- "AHHH! Please don't hurt meee!!!" I squeaked as I covered my face with my talons. The dragon snickered. 
"Hurt you? I can't do that!" She lowered her body and placed her left talon on the grass. "You're dead. No one can hurt you as a soul." She said as she put her talon out for me. I blinked slowly and looked at her talon.
"Is- this a trick?" I said cautiously. 
"Nope! Look behind you." She yawned as she kept her talon wide open. My jaw dropped in fear as I saw me, myself, dead, on the floor. I turned back to the the dragon.
"So it.. Isn't?" I said, even more horrifyed. 
"Nope. Take my talon I'll bring you where you'll be staying." She said, waving her talon in front of me. 
"O-okay-" I took her talon. She gently wrapped her talon around mine and we faded into a dark blue tunnel-way area. 
"Just hold my talon all the way. I'm guessing you don't have fire so we are taking the longer way." she said walking deeper into the funnel, with my small talon compared to her's in hand.
It was quiet for a bit. I'm not sure how long, though. Finally, I broke the silence. "Are you the- the Grim Reaper or something??" I questioned. But I thought the Grim Reaper was more of a boy then a girl.. 
"Nope. But I know him." She answered.
"Then why are you doing his job?" I tilted my head.
"He has a very important meeting with a few Kings, Queens, nd some other very important dragons. So I am basically like a substitute for his role whenever he isn't here to do it." She answered, still looking straight ahead.
"What is your name then?" I looked over my shoulder, then back over to the dragon.
"Scythe." She answered.
Later...
"This place is very pretty!" I said twirling around in a hanging chair with cushions galore.
"Yes, I know Violet. That was the 68th time you've told me this." Scythe said rummaging through a cupboard full of files.
"I like it here, I don't want to go anywhere else." I said burying myself under the blanket.
"Mmmmhm..." Scythe said, most likely not paying attention.
About 7 minutes later there was a huge slam, that made me jump when I was about to fall asleep. "WOW that was weird." Said a deep voice. A shuffling of fabric would be heard, along with someone jumping onto a fluffy piece of furniture. "So who's the kid in the hanging bed up there?" He asked. How does he know I'm here!? 
"Welcome back Grim.. that is one of those butterfly dragons from Pantaal or something. Her name is Violet." Scythe said. Squinting at two files, while gliding over to the gigantic book shelves.
"Alright.. Shouldn't she be in Heaven?" The probably, actual "Grim Reaper" said. I saw him lay on a couch that curled around the middle of the room.
"She likes it here better." Scythe said, placing the files down, and looking at a thick book with notes, and pages coming out the sides.
"Alright.." He said in return.
I genuinely didn't care about my surroundings and closed my eyes in the bed. Somehow, I didn't feel like a ghost, or whatever a soul is for that matter. I just wanted to be sleeping. Resting.
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