Smoke slithered out of DarkStalkers obsidian black snout. “WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT USING YOUR MAGIC!?” He growled down to Queen Anemone. “I’m a Queen now! I don’t need your guidance!” She called back. DarkStalker clutched the crown in his talons, his scales bristled and he watched Anemone with a slitted gaze. “I’m expecting all the queens and kings in one hour! And you’ve turned this room into a madhouse!” he cried, nodding at the opal green seaweed streaming from the top of the large room and all the way to the door. Now there were pictures of Anemone hanging around the cave where the mirrors should be, fake sapphire crowns sat in glass cases and a statue of a seawing sat in the center, it’s scales made out of marble. The tables that were gonna be filled with foods that everyone liked were now covered in seafood. DarkStalker placed the crown on his head. “I just added a few details,” Queen Anemone shrugged. “NO! no, no! It’s all wrong! The pictures of you need to go, the seaweed needs to go, the crown’s can stay, AND IN THE NAME OF LAVA, BURN THE FISH,” King DarkStalker roared. Instantly, Nightwing’s bustled out of their dens, pulling the decorations off the walls and into baskets. “But- Bu- But!” stammered Anemone. “Consider that before using your magic,” mumbled DarkStalker, whooshing out of the room.
~♠♠︎♠︎♠︎~ Darkstalker sat on a throne at the far end of the room. Mirrors covered the walls and gold was embedded in the walls. In front of Darkstalker sat a long table, elegant purple chairs around it. The best foods in the kingdoms sat on the table. DarkStalker was wearing a twisty silver crown with a ruby in the center of it. He watched the doors, waiting for his guests to arrive. Five minutes past, but Darkstalker had great patience and didn’t mind at all. Finally the door opened and first King Qibli stepped in, a gold crown sitting on his sand colored snout. Next, Queen Twilight(Ex-Queen Glory’s daughter), walked in. her purple and black scales shimmered and reflected off the mirrors. She was wearing many flower necklaces and bracelets, but no crown. Queen Anemone floundered out behind Queen Twilight, straightening her back around the other dragons. Darkstalker smiled at his chosen Queen’s and King’s. DarkStalker had gotten Qibli to ally with him long ago, and the other Queen’s had bowed to DarkStalker, letting him pick new Queen’s and King’s. Although Anemone wasn’t his preferred choice, it was his only choice sense Auklet died. Turtle had cursed Darkstalker so he couldn’t read minds or see the future anymore right before he killed him, but Darkstalker still remembered the glorious vision for the tribes. “Where’s Queen Frost?” DarkStalker heard Twilight ask. “I’m here!” a purring laughter echoed off the walls and Queen Frost emerged, a wicked smile on her face. DarkStalker liked Frost because of her humor. He didn’t care that Clearsight was gone when he was around her. “Frost!” Darkstalker grinned. “Oh don’t worry, Queen Puddle is on her way,” Said Frost, fixing her tilted crown. Frost was bigger than all the other queen’s and by far the funniest. “I’m not worried about her, I'm worried about you. How have you been?” asked DarkStalker. Frost crossed the room and took a seat next to DarkStalker. “We Shall talk later.” “Dang right,” said DarkStalker, looking back at the door. Queen Puddle emerged, her buff colored scales looked especially more like mud with such dim lighting. The Queens and king sat down around the table. One empty spot was left, the spot that belonged to the Skywing Queen. Sense Ruby hadn’t had a female egg, DarkStalker had to get a few… dragons to give him one. After a long deadly silence an orange snout emerged. She had spirals of golden down her back and a scorpion barb tail. “Queen Roadrunner, what a pleasure,” Darkstalker said. Queen Roadrunner was wearing a golden chain around her neck and wrist, plus one earring and a crown. “Don’t try it, DarkStalker,” Roadrunner said in her slithering tone. “I only came here because of King Sun.” RoadRunner sat at the far end of the table, her narrowed eyes searching every dragon in the room. DarkStalker had chosen RoadRunner because of her ability to boss dragons around, and also because she cared for the skywings and would be a great queen. The dragons discussed many things until a red and black hybrid ran into the cave. “I thought I said this room was off limits,” growled DarkStalker. “DARKSTALKER WAKE UP! YOU CAN'T LIVE IN THIS DREAM! IT WILL NEVER WORK!” Cried the dragon. “Guards, seize this dragon,” Darkstalker hissed. “NO! PLEASE LISTEN! PeaceMaker, you have to wake up!” The guard lounged at DarkStalker abruptly, Piercing their tail into DrakStalker’s heart. For a long moment everybody was still, not even the wind blew. Finally, all the dragons became whirl winds of smoke as a hurricane roared by them, sucking everything into it except Darkstalker. “NO! Let me stay longer!” He cried. But it was too late as he woke up in the rainforest house, no memory of his dream at all. His name was PeaceMaker.
