Crusher and Pet: The New Moon (ON HOLD)

Prologue

A/N: I wrote this with PhilTheWolf or Discord2003 as a school project. She wrote the prologue, and both of us wrote the rest. It goes back and forth between authors, and I'm too lazy to label when it changes, so if one paragraph is all detailed, then the next isn't as detailed, or there's any obvious differences in the style of writing, you'll know it's changed. Let me know how you think of this, should we write more? {THE TITLE ISN'T SNAPPY (•-•)} Anyways, without further ado, here's
Crusher and Pet: The New Moon
~Moonswirl

                    PROLOGUE
     Pet scurried quickly along after the sunset colored dragon, the ground shaking vigorously with every one of the enormous monster's steps. The cave's leaky walls broke the silence every so often. They were hiding from the war, trying to wait it out, but the only problem was that they had made that plan over 8 years ago. Crusher's, the dragon, mood only got worse throughout the years. There used to be others but slowly they left, two of those dragons were their family. Oh Pet could tell the only thing his buddy wanted more than anything else was to see his family's faces just one last time before this world was destroyed by this crazy war.

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    A young woman dressed in a shiny blood red hooded cloak with charcoal black hair waved her old wooden staff as she walked in and laughed and looked out upon her room of caged enemies, thinking of how evil she was. Magic from the fairies was shot out at her along with flames from dragons with the shriek of the dinosaurs behind it all. All she had to do was lift one hand and she walked by to deflect all the attacks and noise. A snapping noise quieted everything as two guards showed up.
"Take the two from cage 26D to teach them all a lesson," was growled at the demons in polished obsidian armor. After a long battle and lots of chains the two faded palish yellow dragons were dragged out of  the room and into the enlarged hallway lined with dim torches, paintings and skulls. The only thing you could hear is the one on the giant doors close as a flash came from the hall. All of the other prisoners hung their heads in sorrow as two of their longest lasting inmates were taken away as if they were trash. Then one of the tiny new prisoners, who happened to be near the queen, shot a blast of fire at her barely singed her studded robe and caused one shiny red ruby to fall to the floor, she turned around as everyone else gasped. The prisoner stood up tall and proud as she opened the door and flung at the tiny dragon with an attack as lethal as death itself.
As the two soldiers from before came back with red on their chest plates and below holding a crate they set it down and sighed as they took the baby dragons body back to the bloody room. Queen Ethelback had a devilish grin on her face as she walked over to the crate and put her staff on it as red lights shot out and into her torso making her power grow with immense amounts. It reminded the others that the only reason they were here is to be killed and their hearts used for the queens power source. The obsidian box with emeralds in the pattern of a skull was the scariest item anyone could see, but only if you knew its history.