Uh oh... looks like someone or rather, something has decided to trespass on a certain Smiley Tailed Flygon's Territory. He's not amused in the slightest... he does not take well to trespassers in his area. Not in the slightest... There is a very good reason why this guy is nicknamed 'Psycho'

Character: Dentanus
Others: Unnamed Feral Feraligatr/Charizard Hybrids
Word Count: 1597 Words (8591 Characters)

Story Time~
It was an early morning... most of his 'caretakers' were either still sleeping or going about their morning routines on the ship. The rather large and intimidating Flygon was out doing his own rounds, making sure that nothing was advancing on his newly claimed 'territory'... though, most things had already quickly left after his display of dominance there were some few odds and ends that stuck around. Though they gave Dentanus a wide birth and some distance to avoid becoming victim to his... feral tendancies, most wanted to avoid becoming the things next meal or... toy. There had been times where the Flygon would go out, kill something only to 'play' with it in the end and never eat it. A rather disturbing game of 'cat and mouse' if you would call it that, hell sometimes Dentanus wouldn't even kill the thing and just cruely play with it until he lost interest in it and moved onto something else.

Sniffing at the air the pied dragon was making his way on down to the beaches nearby when something different caught his nostrils. It wasn't the normal things he smelled on the day to day basis in fact... this seemed to have just arrived over the course of the night and he was non-too thrilled about it. Something new had 'invaded' his territory and he was determined to set things right again. There was the scent of another male, something that could... easily rival him in terms of size... and a female with similar scents as well. A breeding or mated pair perhaps? If so... they chose a very poor place to set up a cozy little home for themselves.

Slowly stalking along Dentanus was scouting it out, trying to locate these new creatures in his territory and shortly enough he'd found at least one source of the new smells. A rather large, bulky crocodilian like monstrosity that was basking along the side of the ocean taking in the morning sun to heat itself up. It was fat, bulky and clearly had a lot of weight on it due to eating healthily... deep azure scales with flecks and mottling of a darker azure held a start contrast to the cream and pale blue facial patterning and stomach scales... clearly a sort of Feraligatr mongrel because it certainly wasn't pureblood. Sniffing at the air, Dentanus was taking in what defenses the thing seemed to have... it had stubby wings that clearly couldn't lift it off the ground and at the end of it's tail... while it had the large deep maroon spines and spikes of a normal Feraligatr there was a burning blue and orange flame. So some sort of Charizard mixed in it as well.

Scratching at the ground a bit the pied flygon made his presence known by letting out thick thrumming sounds from deep in the back of his throat while the large and bright red flap of skin under his neck flicked out in a display. It certainly got the things attention but this particular brute wasn't about to leave his newly found home. In fact, the other male seemed intent to challenging Dentanus for this prime spot of land because he met that aggressive display with a low hissing growl as he waddled his way to turn and face his aggressor. It was growing evident that this guy had something that was worth the risk... growling out Dentanus scratched at the ground before lunging forward. It was a slight mock charge, an attempt to scare this badass off but... he was standing his ground. What was he so intent on protecting that he was risking getting mauled and maimed by a very pissed off psychotic flygon?

~Time Skip because too Lazy to write an entire Fight Scene~

The fight had been a long and brutal, the flygon was currently licking at the large bite wounds on his front leg as he was currently seated on the mauled remains of the Feralizard that had been fool enough to stand it's ground and challenge him. The thing was a bloodied mess of entrails and missing body parts... a front limb was about some couple yards looking as though it had just been sliced clean off with a sword. The blood that was dripping from the large, sharp fan like tail scales was evident enough that they were likely the source of the limb being so cleanly sliced off. That and the hanging flesh on the scales was also a clear enough sign that it had been used to slice it off as well. The corpse had it's stomach completely ripped open, guts and other innards laying out in a bloodied mess on the sand. Some parts were missing, such as the liver and stomach... why let such a good meal go to waste? He had been hungry so he ate the good parts and was content to leave this body laying down as a sign to anything else that was going to come into his territory.

But there was still the fact that there was another like this thing around... and so, Dentanus was off to sniff it out. The female... he was either going to run her out or she was going to meet the same fate as her mate. Stalking on off Dentanus was following the heavy scent of the female towards the inland area where the trees were growing a bit more dense. It was still close to the water but it was a distance away... why would a female be... his seemingly pondering thoughts were soon brought to realization when the pied flygon tripped over a large mound of dirt that hadn't been there previously. It was a fresh pile, built up with leaves and other debris as well as dirt that was packed down. Hmmmm... smelling it now... this was a fresh nest and he could smell the eggs inside. Well they'd provide a good dessert for him later, or even now since the female didn't seem to be around... oh wait nope there she was.

Charging from a small set of bushes the smaller female Feralizard was lunging at the flygon with a rabid fury of a protective new mother. Though she was met with a swat of that tail... but Dentanus let out a sharp screech when those jaws clamped down on it and the female rolled her body in an attempt to tear the thing off. Growling out sharply Dentanus twisted around and he drove his claws into the side of the females neck getting the thing to let go of his tail which had a ripe kink in it due to being twisted and broken by that death roll. Hissing in agitation and anger the pied dragon went in for that kill biting at the protective mothers neck before he kicked her away with those hind legs of his... another screech came when the female bit down on his ankle. Okay, this was really started to piss him off.

Snarling and fighting with a bit of vigor Dentanus went to shove the female off again while swinging that tail around... despite the kinked and dangling end he managed to get one clean slice with those tail scales of his slicing open the females side and earning a startled hiss from her as she twisted around rolling for a moment earning a snap from the leg before finally letting go and backing off. The flygon watched as the female backed away pulling herself over that mound in a protective manner, huddling low and keeping it under her as Dentanus worked on regaining his composure after those two nasty bites on him were dying down from severe pain. Sorry lady but today wasn't your lucky day because this male wasn't going to let any babies being born anytime soon so you were getting rammed and shoved off while he dug those claws of his into that soft underbelly and was tearing it open. It was a fatal wound for the female Feralizard, one that would easily kill her like it had her mate but despite being able to deliver a killing blow Dentanus wasn't going to do that for this unfortunate creature.

No, there was no 'mercy' to be had as he reached down to pick at some of those guts and innards that were spilled out from the open wound tearing at them as he dug one of those forepaws into the side of her throat, earning a low gurgled hiss from the dying female under him as he was content to just snack on a few parts as she was left to die. Really, finding the nest and discovering fresh eggs... Dentanus wasn't eating as much as he would... he was saving room for more. If the female Feralizard didn't die soon, she was going to be forced to watch as the pied flygon dug open her nest and went to eat her eggs. And given the fact that the flygon was leaving her rasping form alone, death wasn't going to come soon enough for her. Sure, he was wasting some good food here with the female and her mate but... eggs were clearly a far better delicacy for him right now. Besides, he could haul the carcasses off and bury them in his 'stash' later to eat at a later time. And given he was a feral psychotic monster rotten meat was just as good as fresh... his body wouldn't get sick from any nasty germs that would float about in the rotted, bloated flesh later.