A Burning Hell

(This is does not actually take place in my headcanon. I am writing it for a Short Story contest)
Eighty-five years after the War of the SandWing Succession, twenty-five years after Thorn had died peacefully and given the throne to Sunny's half-sister, Sunny laid down on her bed, her old body creaking loudly. She closed her eyes and breathed her last breath.
Suddenly, she was a dragonet again, the same age she had been when Skyfire was bright enough to look like a fourth moon. She looked around, trying to figure out where she was. She seemed to be in a dungeon with torches lining the walls.
A large, menacing form appeared in front of her, grinning widely.
"You recognize me, don't you? You filthy piece of cross-contamination."
There was only one dragon that could be: Burn. As strong as Sunny was, she felt like a hatchling being traumatized by Kestrel again.
"Let's make this fun, shall we?" Said Burn. The dungeon seemed to be getting bigger in every direction, big enough for sunny to fly as if in the open air. "I'm forgetting something, aren't I? Oh, yes."
Stuffed dragons appeared all over, their eyes seeming to be following Sunny.
"Now, for denying me my rightful place as queen, for being a result of cross-contamination, for following that wretched Thorn, for letting her destroy my most prized possessions, you can join them."
She disappeared, but it seemed as though she possessed all of the weirdlings at once.Their eyes became alive, and they moved fluidly like living dragons towards her. Sunny was petrified. She couldn't move or scream. They were running full speed towards her.
A NightWing with a red underbelly and enormous wings sunk its claws into her shoulders. Sunny screamed in agony and tried to fight it off, but there were others now. A SandWing with IceWing spines bit the back of her neck. A RainWing with SeaWing characteristics raked its claws into her underbelly. A dark purple NightWing with icicle horns tore her wing membrane with its teeth.
Laughter echoed around the dungeon as hybrids tore Sunny apart. Burn reappeared and the stuffed dragons were stiff again. She went down to Sunny and healed all of her wounds.
"This is my afterlife. I created it out of pure hatred. And you will punish other filthy hybrids for the rest of eternity."
Sunny went stiff.
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