How Scarlet Became Queen

All written and created by Soft Raspberry. idk why the writing is weird though. 
How Scarlet Became Queen
She was soaring through the rain-soaked mountains, wings heavy with water falling from the sky. Her orange scales drip with drops of water, glistening faintly in the dark sky.
She was fleeing on a day Queen Crimson was unlikely to go hunting for her. She knew if Queen Crimson got her deadly claws on her, she’d be dead in an instant. She’d killed all her other heirs, wanting to be queen forever and not be distracted with incoming challenges. She’d murdered Scarlet’s dragonet she’d loved with all her heart, just so she wouldn’t feel threatened.
She spots a cave on the northern side on the mountain she was flying around. She tucks her wings in and swoops down onto the craggy rocks below. She ducks to dodge a stalactite and bundles herself into the dim corner. The cave was pretty boring and usual. Rough rocks jutted out everywhere, she was lucky she didn’t get stabbed by one on the way in. Nothing besides rocks were in there, just rocks and rocks and Scarlet.
A loud noise outside made Scarlet snap her head up. She scoots backward and tries to fold herself into the darkness.  
	Queen Crimson lands majestically in the cave. She narrows her eyes and surveys the surroundings. Crimson lets out a low hiss when she finally notices Scarlet. She lunges forward, catches her forearms in her talons, and drags her out to the storm.
Five bristling guards are hovering in the air, adorned with metal breastplates and gleaming spears. Queen Crimson is located in the front, positioning herself and the guards so if Scarlet tries to run away they will be able to catch her.
“Ssssooo,” Crimson finally hisses. “What exactly do you think you’re doing?” Something you don’t approve of, Scarlet thinks. 
“Nothing,” she squeaks, earning a furious glare from Crimson. The five guards hoisted their spears up higher. 
“I’d bet you,” Crimson growls. “Guards,” she orders. “Take her to the dungeons.” She motions to one of the guards and he gives her his spear. 
She doesn’t even have time to get away. The guards grab her quickly, and stab her with this green dagger. Slowly, the world starts to fade away and all goes black.
...
	She wakes up in a musty, stone cell bound to the wall with heavy, clanking chains. If it weren’t for the chains, she could escape easily. 
She can see the prisoner across from her, a pale SandWing with brown spots flecking his nose. He vibrated sadness. She wonders what he was locked up for. 
The prisoner next to her is a melancholy IceWing who looked miserable in the heat of the underground dungeon. His whole cell was coated in icy frostbreath, presumably to keep him cold. 
On the other side of herself is a jumpy SeaWing with deep blue scales, dotted with lime green. There is a pail of water in the corner of her cell, with water overflowing the top. 
There are guards everywhere. In front of each cell, one guard is stationed so prisoners cannot escape. If one does try, he will ring a large bell and his fellow guards will defend him. 
Scarlet has a pretty good idea to escape. She just needs to contact the SandWing, IceWing, and SeaWing into helping her. There are crusty black rocks scattered about the cell. She could use the back wall to write with them, then the others will see and pass it along. 
She gingerly picks one of the rocks up, shuddering at its chalk-like feel. In wobbly letters, she writes on the back wall of the cell:
	We escape tonight. SandWing distract guards. Then we escape. When they see us, SandWing run too. Pass it along.
There was just one problem. With the chains on, there was no way for them to move very far. But, she has some good friends among the guards she used to interact with in the wingery before her mother snatched her from there.
“Psst!” she whispers fiercely to the guard standing outside her cell. 
The guard turns slowly, daggers flying out of her eyes, but finally hissed back. “What?” she says. 
“I need your help.” Scarlet explains. “Unlock us all, but we won’t escape. What did all these dragons do anyways?” 
The guard sighs. Now Scarlet finally recalls her as Cloud, the dragon who sighed most often in class. She points to the SandWing. “Tried to steal some treasure. He almost made it out,” she adds. Now she points to the IceWing. “That one was hunting in her territory.” Finally, she points to the SeaWing. “Her and some royal members came for some fancy dinner. Her Majesty said that she talked too much. Queen Starfish was furious about that.” Then Cloud sighs again. “I can’t unlock you. Queen Crimson would be so upset with me.” 
“And that would be different how?” Scarlet snorts. “She doesn’t even have to know.” 
Cloud spread her wings hopelessly. “But-” she starts.
“Let’s go! I’m not going to wait for you today! I’m a princess, remember,” she reminds her. 
“But she’s the queen,” she says. “She’ll punish me AND my family. I can’t lose them.” 
“But I have to free them!” Scarlet exclaims. “We can’t even escape without the bars there.” She did know, however, that they could all easily discover the way out. She had already, long before this conversation. 
Cloud sighs again. Her red wings drooped, her eyes dropped to the ground, looking guilty. “Fine,” she grumbles. “Just please don’t escape, or otherwise, I’m dead. And guess who killed me.”
Scarlet rolls her eyes. Cloud opened the pouch wound around her neck and revealed a bronze key, etched with some kind of symbol. She easily unlocks the gate, which was closed before with some simple contraption not including a key. Then she shoves the key into the lock which binds the chains together. It clanks to the floor with a loud BANG! 
All three prisoners shift their gaze to her cell. She saw their eyes fill with hope at the message on the wall. 
“By the way, I can see the message on your wall, but for a good friend, I’ll let it be,” Cloud sniffs. She stomps away to unlock all of the other prisoners. She saw the SandWing peep around his cell, pick up a black rock as she had, and write the message onto the wall. 
Hopefully it works.
...
It was midnight. The IceWing next to her kept pacing around the cave, more active than he usually was from her point of view. The SandWing and SeaWing were curled in the corner of their cells, trying to keep out of sight. Scarlet herself was sitting in the middle of the cell, thinking about this was either going to be a great success or a massive failure. If Queen Crimson discovered this plan, the whole kingdom would flip upside-down and go insane. Queen Crimson would go insane, not the kingdom. 
“Peaches!” she whispers to the SandWing across from here. He glances up and nods. Peaches was their code word so he would try to escape. Then the rest could go. Scorch, the SandWing, had willingly volunteered, saying his life was almost over anyways and stealing treasure was just for fun. 
He gets up, then slides his claw through the contraption smoothly, unlocking himself. He slips out and stomps his feet loudly, attracting the guards’ attention. 
“What do you think you’re doing?” a guard named Smoke roars. Cloud cowers in the back cave, keeping away.
Smoke and all the other guards pounced on Scorch, pinned him to the ground, and dragged him back to the cave where Cloud was. 
“Now!” she whispers fiercely to Deep and Snowdrift, the others. She, Snowdrift, and Deep all slide their fingers in the same movement that Scorch did, freeing them. Once they are out, they hold talons and dart to the nearest exit. Deep giggled excitedly, glimpsing around. 
They clomp awkwardly up the stairs and out into the chilled, cold air. She glanced into one of the caves branching off the stairwell and saw three scavengers going berserk. One of them had a faded yellow cloth on and the others had stealthy black scraps of cloth. They were each carting thin sticks with red cloth tied around it. Something mysterious and lumpy was weighing it down. 
She shook it off and burst ahead of them. By now they were in the fresh sunlight and breathing more easily. They rounded a corner, sighing in relief, and came face to face with Queen Crimson. 
WHAT? She’s supposed to be in the treasury, counting all her treasure, just like ALL THE OTHER DAYS! 
Queen Crimson hissed with delight and slithered closer to the trio. 
“Ha ha,” she braggs. “Now you will never be able to get out because you’ll never be there in the first place!” She flicks her tail at the nearest guard, signaling to come forward. “My guards are here...and they are here to kill you.” She flicks her tail again and the guard reveals a gleaming dagger, the blade sharpened evilly. He lunged for Scarlet, brandishing the dagger. 
Scarlet leaps gracefully to the side, barely missing the blade. The guard thumps on the ground. Crimson growls something ferocious at the guard and he quickly scrambles to his feet, avoiding the wrath she might give him. 
He gives it another shot, flings the dagger at her, then grabs a nearby speat and hurtles that at her too. This time Scarlet ducks under it.
“Get out of here, you weak snail,” Crimson snarls at the guard. She tosses her head, then vaults at Scarlet herself, claws and all. 
She rolls under her and looks around fervently, looking for a solution. 
Then Snowdrift threw himself at Crimson, hissing frostbreath. She shrieks and scrunches her eyes closed, preparing for the pain. Deep giggles and whacks Crimson with her strong and thick tail. Snowdrift finally breathes frostbreath all over her snout and wings. 
Crimson finally collapses to the ground. 
After all the years of worrying about her, Scarlet’s biggest enemy was dead. Gone. 
Cloud whistles from behind her. “Well, well,” she remarks. “Looks like we have a new queen.” She bows her head, as do all of the other guards. “Queen Scarlet.” 
She hadn’t even thought about that. Yes, true, she had killed off all of her other heirs, but Scarlet had expected to be among them. She thought she would never be queen. 
Yet, here she was, queen. 
“First off,” she says in a regal voice. “All the prisoners are freed.” She flicks a claw at Deep and Snowdrift. “Thanks for helping me,” she adds. She turns to Cloud. “Get me messengers and spread the news of me being queen. Please.” 
Cloud leaps off the ground to the palace. Scarlet nods quickly to Deep and Snowdrift and spreads her wings, heading towards the palace.
When she lands there, she thinks about how to be a good queen. Being nice would be a good start, she thinks. Unlike my mother. 
An orange dragon lands in the throne room. He bows his head and starts talking. “Your Majesty,” he says. “Anything may do for you?”
Scarlet is pleased. “Yes, thank you. Please get me some rabbit. I’m practically starving.”
He scrunches up his snout and frowns, “Really? Do I have to?” Scarlet thinks about this for a moment. If being nice won’t work, will I have to be like my mother? 
She frowns harshly back at him, narrowing her eyes like her mother used to. “Yes. You do as I say. Now go get me that rabbit, or I will grab my executioners.” 
The End
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