Angels and Demons (Qibli77)

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So this is a fanfiction where the dead characters, ex. Burn, Blister, etc. talk about what's happening/has happened in the books! It will make more sense once you start reading.
Note: all of this takes place after Darkness of Dragons. The Pantala ones are about dragons who died before the third arc.
Also, this was sort of based on this page on the Warriors Fanon Wiki, made by Mooneffects.
==A Note About Dragon Heaven & the Dragon Underworld==
Dragons that go to dragon heaven are called angels, and dragons that go to the underworld are called demons (hence the name of this fanfic).
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==We Start This Thing with Blister and Scarlet Talking About the End of the War==
(Blister and Scarlet are in a room together)
Blister: *hisses* Honestly. That stupid object. That stupid SandWing. Those stupid dragonets. How could my perfect plan have gone wrong? All because of that STUPID SKYWING!
Scarlet: Yeah, I KNOW! Peril should have stayed loyal to ME. Her QUEEN. But she deserted me for that STUPID SEAWING!
(Gill enters.)
Gill: Hey, hey, calm down ladies. I would like you not to insult my son.
Scarlet: Well, TOO BAD, because I AM insulting him. Wait a minute, aren't you that SeaWing that that—that OTHER SEAWING killed? In MY ARENA?
Gill: *sternly* Yes, I am the SeaWing you drove to insanity. And I FORGAVE HER, didn't I? Because I wasn't myself at the moment.
Scarlet: Yeah, yeah, sure. Wait a minute— aren't you supposed to be in dragon heaven? HOW DID YOU GET HERE?
Gill: Uh, Scarlet, dragon angels can travel to the dragon underworld. Did you not know that?
Scarlet: *stiffly* I did not know that.
Gill: ...maybe you need to touch up on your knowledge of death.
Blister: Yeah. Maybe you do.
Scarlet: Stop insulting me, FELLOW DEMON!
Blister: I am NOT a demon!
Scarlet: Yes, you ARE! Maybe YOU need to touch up on YOUR knowledge of death!
Gill: *sarcastically* Yeah. Maybe you do.
Blister: Shut UP!
(Burn enters.)
Burn: Hey, what'cha yelling about, dear sister?
Blister: I'm not your dear sister!
Burn: *condescendingly* Of course you aren't, dear.
Blister: *grinds teeth* Well, maybe you need to shut up.
Burn: Well, maybe I don't.
*silence*
Gill: Okay, that was maybe the worst comeback I have ever heard in the history of Pyrrhia.
Burn: Maybe you need to shut up.
Gill: Wow, you're really bad at comebacks, aren't you, Burn?
Burn: *grinds teeth*
Blister: Look who's doing it now...
(Burn launches herself at Blister.)
Gill: You guys know you can't hurt each other in the underworld...?
Burn: Well, TOO BAD!
Gill: Burn, you've earned a prize! Congratulations!
(Burn stops attacking Blister and looks at Gill.)
Burn: For what?
Gill: For never in your entire life or death having a good comeback!
(Burn launches herself at Gill. Gill dodges and Burn crashes to the floor.)
Scarlet: Wow, you also have really bad aim.
Burn: Well, that's not MY fault!
Gill, Scarlet, and Blister: WORST COMEBACK YET!
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==Dune Proves He Has Better Comebacks Than Burn==
(Asha and Crane are watching Clay frolicking with his siblings at JMA)
Crane: *wistfully* I wish I could have met Clay, in real life, I mean. It's just not the same from up here. And he doesn't get to see me.
Asha: *sighs* Yeah, me too. And I wish I could've been there with Kestrel and Webs and Dune. They... didn't exactly treat the dragonets the way I would have wanted.
Crane: Mmmm.
Asha: Oh right, you weren't dead then, so you didn't know.
Crane: ...yeah.
Kestrel: *pokes head suspiciously around corner* Are you guys talking about me?
Asha: Ummm... no?
Kestrel: Okay, so you are. Are you talking about those dragonets?
Asha: No! Definitely not.
Dune: *pokes his head out behind Kestrel* Yeah, you're definitely talking about them.
Asha: N—no we're not.
Kestrel: Yeah you are. Anyway, those dragonets were TERRIBLE. All they did was moan and complain about being stuck under the mountain all day!
Dune: ...that was mostly Tsunami.
Kestrel: No, it was all of them!
*silence*
Kestrel: ...yeah, it was mostly Tsunami. But anyway, the RainWing was the worst.
Asha: Why?
Kestrel: The absolute WORST, I tell you!
Asha: Why?
Kestrel: The most despicable, terrible, horrible, atrociously-behaved dragonet in the history of Pyrrhia!
Asha: Why?
Kestrel: Uhhh...
*silence*
Dune: Okay, I guess we have to admit, Glory wasn't really that bad.
Kestrel: Yes she was!
Asha: How do you know?
*silence*
Kestrel: STOP ASKING ME ANNOYING QUESTIONS THAT I CAN'T ANSWER!
Dune: *chuckles*
Kestrel: And you can shut up.
Dune: Oh, I can, can I?
(Gill appears out of nowhere)
Gill: You guys have MUCH better comebacks than Burn.
Dune: Wow. What a compliment.
Gill: SEE???!!!
Asha: *sizes Dune up* You're right. Dune is DEFINITELY deserving of the Best-Comeback-In-Life-Or-In-Death Award.
Dune: Uh, what?
Gill: *importantly* We call it the BCILOID award. It's pronounced BI-ci-loyd. It's easier to say than Best-Comeback-In-Life-Or-In-Death.
Dune: *mock gasp* That's the most interesting thing I've ever heard in my entire life!
Kestrel: Who's picking up habits from Glory now?
Dune: *glares at Kestrel* I did not pick up habits from Glory, ahem! I'm sarcastic all by myself!
Kestrel: *condescendingly* Of course you are, dear.
Gill: Hey, stop acting like Burn!
Kestrel: I'm not acting like Burn! *bares teeth at Gill*
Gill: ...yes, you are.
Kestrel: No, I'm not!
Gill: You most definitely are. *grins at Kestrel*
Kestrel: No, I'm not.
Dune and Gill: Yes, you are.
Dune and Gill: Jinx!
*silence*
(Blister slinks into room)
Blister: I can just imagine if Blaze were here. She'd say something like, "Wait, what are we shipping Jambu and Lynx for?"
Dune: Uh, is that supposed to be funny?
Blister: *arches her neck and hisses* YES! Could you not TELL?
Gill: Wait, Blister, how are you even here?
(Blister's eyes widen. Suddenly, she disappears.)
Gill: I guess she snuck in somehow, and then when I told her she wasn't supposed to be here she... got sent back to the underworld or something?
Dune and Asha: Yeah, I guess so.
Kestrel: Jambu x Lynx isn't really that good of a ship though.
Dune: ...
Asha: ...
Dune and Asha: Yeah you're right.
Dune and Asha: JYNX!
Kestrel: With a Y!
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==Why Does Gill Keep Appearing In These Things?==
(Carnelian and Viper are in a room together)
Carnelian: *sighs* I didn't WANT to die, okay? Honestly, I wish I could've been a soldier. For Ruby. 'Cause I'm loyal to Ruby, not to whatever Scarlet traitors are still left out there.
Viper: *growls* Same here. That stupid—stupid MORROWSEER, making us fight like that. I don't even care about the stupid prophecy anyway.
Carnelian: ...you do know the war's over.
Viper: ...oh right.
Scarlet: *storms into room* DID I JUST HEAR YOU INSULTING ME?!?!
Carnelian:
Carnelian:
Carnelian:
Carnelian: ...that was ten minutes ago.
Scarlet: No, I JUST HEARD YOU!!!!
Carnelian:
Carnelian:
Viper:
Carnelian:
Gill: *appears out of nowhere* I'm pretty sure that was worse than Burn, and that's saying something.
Scarlet: *hisses and launches herself at Gill*
Gill: *sidesteps* You do know that Burn tried this already...
Scarlet: SHUT UP I AM NOT BURN!!!
Gill: Well you're sure acting like her.
Viper: Wait, where are we even? In dragon heaven or the underworld?
Gill: *scratches head* I'm not sure exactly. I think we're kind of in an in between place.
Viper: Wait, does that mean I didn't go to heaven? WHAT???!!
Gill: Maybe you should try being nicer to your fellow dragonets.
Viper: *roars and launches herself at Gill*
Gill: *sidesteps* Guys, this is NOT WORKING! CoughcoughBURNcoughcough...
Viper: Okay, I'll stop, because I will NOT be compared to Burn. *stops*
Carnelian: Can I go to heaven if I promise not to be grumpy and argue all the time?
Gill: Yeah, I think so. Ask Clearsight.
Carnelian: Uhhh... how do I do that? She's not even here.
Gill: *cups talons to mouth* Oooooohhhhh Cleeeeeaaaaarrrrrsight!
Clearsight: *walks into room grumbling* Gill, didn't I tell you to stop calling me like Toodles on Mickey Mouse Clubhouse? It doesn't make for a good first impression.
Gill: *innocently* Sorry.
Clearsight: So what did you call me for anyway?
Gill: This dragon over here *indicates Carnelian with dramatic claw gesture* would like to request a move of housing.
Clearsight: Lemme guess, you want to go to heaven?
Carnelian: Yeah.
Clearsight: *rolls eyes* Do whatever you want. And Gill, next time you have a "request" from a dragon wanting to move, remember that I'M NOT THE BOSS OF DEAD DRAGONS. Okay?
Gill: *humbly* Okay, Clearsight.
Clearsight: Also, why do you keep showing up in every single one of these things?
Gill: Honestly, I don't know.
Carnelian: What 'things'?
Clearsight: *waves talons around* These things! That we're talking in! And stuff!
Carnelian: ...what?
Clearsight: *claps talons to forehead* Nevermind.
Viper: On a side note, do you ever do that and then poke yourself in the forehead?
Carnelian: OMM YES! I do that ALL the time!
Scarlet: ...what does OMM mean?
Carnelian: *claps talons to forehead* It means oh my moons. It's a thing... and ow, that hurt.
Viper: ...yeah I see your point.
Clearsight: Anyway, I gotta go, but if you want to talk to me just write a note, okay? Byee!
(Clearsight disappears into thin air)
Scarlet: How are we supposed to write a note to her?
Gill: Like this. *waves claw and makes ink and paper appear in midair*
Scarlet: *eyes pop out of her head* How did you DO that?
Gill: It's easy. All you have to do is wave your claw and think about what you want to happen.
Scarlet: *grins evilly*
Scarlet: *conjures image of Glory dying painfully over and over*
Carnelian and Viper: *clap talons to foreheads*
Carnelian and Viper: I should really stop doing that.
Gill: JYNX!
Kestrel: *appears out of nowhere* With a Y!
Carnelian:
Carnelian:
Viper:
Carnelian:
Gill:
Gill: This is not going to end this way. No. I refuse. It's not going to end with Kestrel saying 'With a Y.' It'll end with me saying something.
Carnelian: No it won't! It'll end with me saying SOMETHING!
THE END
Viper: JK! It's not ending! I win!!!
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==Viper Wins==
JK. That's not what it's called.
==Actual 4 - Old Peeps==
Vigilance: *scoffs* Is that HONESTLY what we're going to be called? 'Old Peeps'?
Okay, how about this?
==ACTUAL Actual 4 - Elderly Dragons==
Thoughtful: *winces* That makes us sound like, well, ELDERLY DRAGONS.
Umm... okay.
==THIS IS 4. OKAY? NOT ANY OF THE OTHERS. - Dragons that lived back in Darkstalker's time.==
Whiteout: ...I guess that's okay, even though I would MUCH rather it be called Whiteout's time...
Ok, fine, whatever! Just stop changing it!
Whiteout: Okay.
==*sighs* This is 4. Honestly. Whiteout agreed not to change it. - Dragons that lived back in WHITEOUT'S time.==
Vigilance: But I didn't agree to change it! I want it to be called—
Whiteout: Nope.
Vigilance: *topples over backwards as if pushed by invisible talons*
Thoughtful: Bye-bye.
Vigilance: *disappears*
Gill: *eyes pop out of head* How did you guys DO that?!?! Are you animi or something?
Whiteout: Is that the plural of animus now?
Gill: Well, it sounds better than animuses.
Thoughtful: *stares at Gill THOUGHTFULLY* Wait, when did you get here?
Gill: *shrugs* I dunno. I just keep showing up for some reason.
Vigilance: *growls* You're not supposed to be here! Go away!
Whiteout: No, YOU go away. *pushes Vigilance out of the room*
Gill: Niiiiiiice.
Whiteout: Thank you. *bows*
Gill: You are definitely BtB.
Thoughtful: ...what does BtB mean?
Gill: Better than Burn. At comebacks. And stuff.
Whiteout: Grape.
Gill: ...what?
Whiteout: I meant great. I said grape. By accident. Though, who doesn't like grapes?
Vigilance: I don't.
Whiteout: YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE IN HERE! *shoves Vigilance out the door*
Gill: I think you've earned a new Badge, the Life Skill badge.
Thoughtful: ...is her life skill making sure Vigilance isn't in any rooms she's not supposed to be in?
Gill: You are correct! *fake claps*
Thoughtful: Also what are badges?This is weird, but after I published this I got a badge. Like a wiki one.
Gill: ...
Gill: They're... er... things you win. By doing stuffs.
Thoughtful: ...you mean stuff?
Gill: No, stuffs. I know it's weird. But it's stuffs.
Thoughtful: ...ok.
Whiteout: Congratulations! You earned the Use-Three-Dots-In-A-Sentence-Three-Times Badge!
Gill: ...
Thoughtful: ...
Whiteout: We call it the UTDIASTT badge for short. It's pronounced ut-DI-uh-stuht.
Gill: ...
Thoughtful: ...
Whiteout: Congratulations! You earned the Use-Three-Dots-In-A-Sentence-Seven-Times—
Thoughtful: *interrupting* Er, how about we go play a game of scales-and-squares?
Whiteout: *shrieks* YESSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!! I am QUEEN of scales-and-squares! QUEEN, I tell you! QUEEN OF ALL PYRRHIA!
(Whiteout rushes out of the room, Thoughtful following.)
Gill: ...
Gill: ...well that got rid of her quick.
Vigilance: *sidles into room* Yes. Exactly like I planned.
Gill: Vigilance, you're not supposed to be in here.
Vigilance: And you think THAT'S going to get rid of me?
Gill: *firmly* Yes.
(Vigilance disappears.)
And Gill's done it again.
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==Some Random Dead Dragons Meet Up==
(Whirlpool walks into a room)
Whirlpool: *looks around* Hello?
Whirlpool: *facetalons* I thought someone was actually going to BE here. It's called a Random Dead Dragon Meet Up, after all.
(Preyhunter walks in)
Preyhunter: Oh.
Preyhunter: Hi.
Preyhunter: ...
Preyhunter: ...what's your name again?
Gill: *appears randomly out of nowhere* And that, folks, is the whole point of this thing!
Preyhunter: ...what thing?
Gill: The Random Dead Dragon Meet Up thing!
Preyhunter: ...okay?
Gill: *clearly frustrated* You don't know what this IS???
Preyhunter: No, I just came here because I was hungry.
Gill: *looks around*
(Food randomly appears around the room)
Gill: Oh.
Whirlpool: Now that I think about it, I'm kind of hungry too.
(Whirlpool walks over to the food and eats it)
Preyhunter: You eat raw fish?
Whirlpool: Yeah. Why not? It tastes good.
Preyhunter: ...
Whirlpool: What? It does!
(Preyhunter tries some raw fish)
Preyhunter: Actually, you're right. It's not that bad.
Whirlpool: See? What did I tell you?
(Gill chugs about thirteen bottles of water)
(Preyhunter and Whirlpool stare at him)
Gill: Queen Scarlet dehydrated me when I was alive, so I thought, why not just drink a lot while I'm dead?
Preyhunter and Whirlpool: ...
Whirlpool: *to Preyhunter* Well, you can't talk.
(Palm walks in)
Palm: Oh... hello, everyone.
Gill: *cheerfully* Hey, Palm. We're just having breakfast.
Preyhunter: Breakfast? Who told you this was breakfast? It could be lunch, or dinner, or even SNACK time and we wouldn't know! There's no sun in... wherever this place is.
Whirlpool: *grumpily* It's not heaven, that's for sure.
Gill: *conversationally* Yeah, I doubt I'd meet with you in heaven. Didn't you try to murder my daughter and bury a dagger on an island for my other daughter to find and then kill my whole family?
Whirlpool: Yep.
Palm: *shudders* This isn't a... casual group I can see.
Whirlpool: Yep.
Palm: Do you mean yep, it is a casual group, or yep, it's not?
Whirlpool: If you knew proper English grammar you would know.
Preyhunter: Don't we not speak English?
Gill: *pleasantly* You are correct. The scavengers speak English.
Whirlpool: *scoffs* Of course we speak English. Scavengers are too dumb to have a language.
Gill: *rolls his eyes* Every creature has a language, dumb or not.
Preyhunter: What are we even talking about again?
Gill: *shrugs* Why don't we have some breakfast?
Preyhunter: Who told you this was break—
Gill: NO ONE CARES! JUST EAT!
(He rushes over to the food table and shoves some raw fish into Preyhunter's and Whirlpool's talons. Whirlpool obediently munches on fish. Preyhunter stares at Gill.)
Preyhunter: ...what.
Gill: I mean, Scarlet dehydrated me for like, a long time. So I have the right to be a little crazy, don't I?
Preyhunter: *shrugs* I guess that's fair.
(He eats some of the fish.)
Preyhunter: You know what, this is way better than rotten volcanic island food.
(He eats some more, and is soon stuffing his face with it.)
Gill: I told you this was a good idea.
Palm: Told who?
(Jerboa I appears randomly in the doorway.)
Jerboa: Me, probably.
Palm: Oh. You're that SandWing animus?
Jerboa: Yep.
Palm: Who enchanted that thing?
Jerboa: Yep.
Palm: The Eye of Onyx?
Jerboa: Yep.
Palm: Basically what caused me to run away and get my sister locked up for twenty years?
Jerboa: *tilts her head* I guess you could put it that way.
Palm: *shrugs* Okay... *slowly steps backwards* Animus... Um... Not gonna pretend I'm kind of afraid of you...
Jerboa: You do that.
Palm: Okay... *continues edging backwards until her tail is sticking out of the room* Um... bye...
(Palm exits.)
Gill: *sighs exasperatedly* JerBOa. Why did you have to scare away a quarter of our dead dragons meetup?
Jerboa: *tilts her head again* You mean a fifth?
Gill: I don't count, because I know everyone already.
Jerboa: No you don't.
Gill: Yes I do.
Jerboa: No you don't.
Gill: Yes I—
Whirlpool: Listening to you two argue is BORing. Can't you shut UP?
Gill: No WAY is that BtB.
Preyhunter: ...what's BtB?
Gill: Better than—
Jerboa: *clutches forehead* NO! DON'T START THAT AGAIN!
Gill: Jerboa, are you being possessed by Moon?
Jerboa: ...um.
Jerboa: ...maaaaaaaybeeeee?
Gill: GET OUT OF HERE! *shoves Jerboa out of the room*
Jerboa: Hey! Wait! What are you do—
(Her voice cuts off suddenly.)
Preyhunter: What was THAT?
Gill: *pleasantly* A little animus magic, provided by a maybe-slightly-insane ancestor of my wife's.
Preyhunter: Wait.
Preyhunter: You mean—
(Albatross sidles into the room, whistling.)
Albatross: Hello.
Preyhunter: *drops his fish* AAAAAAAAH! *runs, screaming, out of the room*
Whirlpool: Um... got to go. Sorry. Things to do, places to be, princesses to marry. BYE! *hurries out of the room*
Gill: *frowns at Albatross* So I see you've become the terror of NightWings and SeaWings since Darkstalker turned into Peacemaker?
Albatross: Yep. And—
Albatross: I'd really rather go, because I've got things to do, places to be, royal families to murder.
Gill: *at the same time* You'd really rather go, because you've got things to do, places to be, royal families to murder?
Albatross and Gill: JYNX!
Kestrel: With a—
Everyone: NO!
(Kestrel runs screaming from the room. Everyone cheers.)
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==We Fly to Pantala for a Moment (But Gill Still Manages to Show Up)==
Cochineal: *twiddles her talons*
Cochineal: *whistles*
(Several moments of talon-twiddling and whistling pass.)
(Cochineal finally stops talon-twiddling and whistling to glare at the door.)
Cochineal: You can come in, you know.
(Festoon walks awkwardly into the room.)
Cochineal: Do I know you?
Festoon: *shrugs* Probably not.
Cochineal: *nods sagely* Another super minor character mentioned about once in the third arc, am I right?
Festoon: Yep. Yep. Yepyepyepyepyep.
Cochineal: *sighs* Are you going to be my only company for this whole time? I mean, besides Gill, of course, he always shows up.
Festoon: *looks curiously at Cochineal* How do you know who Gill is?
Cochineal: *snorts* Everyone knows who Gill is. Everyone who's been dead long enough, that is.
Festoon: I've been dead five years.
Cochineal: Just goes to show how much attention you pay to the affairs of the angels of Pyrrhia.
wip
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==Notes==
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