Terror From the Deep

Jamal woke up in a dusty, wet, rock cell. Two dragons dressed in armor walked up to the door and unlocked it. One of them spoke, "Subject 32. You're wanted for questioning." Jamal got up slowly, and followed the two dragons, he didn't think of attacking them, he didn't really want to, they had told him they would let him go after they were done questioning him. As he walked into a large stone room, he saw the largest dragon he had ever seen, the floor was stained with blood and it smelled horrible, that put him on edge, but not enough to try to escape. The large dragon was a Seawing, he had heard about them but never seen one, he wondered if they were all that large. The large one spoke. "Sorry for the rude awakening of my guards, your name is Jamal, right?" he said in a soft tone. "That's me, sir." Jamal replied lazily. The dragon's eyes burned with fury, "Are you mocking me!?" he yelled, all softness gone. Jamal looked shocked and replied, "No sir?"

"Fine. Take a seat before I make you."

"Make me? How."

"Oh you want a show huh?" He used his powers to seat the Rainwing prince. "Pretty neat"

"My powers are not NEAT! They are powerful, I could kill you with a snap."

"Okay."

"Fine, on with the questioning. Who are you?"

"Jamal the Rainwing prince." Deepreef drew in a deep breath, "Who are you?"

"You don't need to know that."

"Okay."

"What about your army, is it powerful?"

"What army?"

"Don't play stupid, or coy with me! You're looking at the most dangerous dragon in the world."

"Okay."

"Now about the army."

"I was being serious, I'm not lying."

"You are lying, I know how deadly you Rainwings are."

"We are?"

"Your either very good at lying, or very stupid."

"I'm not lying, or stupid, well maybe that last part."

"You are ly-"

"What about my sloth?"

"Did you dare interrupt me? You will pay, and we'll eat your sloth!"

"Don't you d- AGH! Hey, that kind of tickles, heehee."

"What? Can he resist the pain? That's great, that's really great, hehe, hah, I have a plan for you." He had to kill Jamal, before taking his scales, then started fashioning armor with his animus powers, he would wear some, and give some to his elites. He also got to work on taking out his venom gland, then when he was done he added to himself with animus powers. He tested the new venom on a captive Nightwing, the smell of flesh was disgusting, and the screams were terrible, but he knew it worked. He was setting his sights on the Sea Kingdom, he knew everything about the king and queen, as well as the princes and princesses, once he had control of the kingdom he would set his sights on the Ice Kingdom, where he would hopefully find the secret of the Nightwings. Stepping out onto the platform where he would give speeches, he gathered all his forces together and started to speak, "The time has come, I've decided we should march on the Summer Palace, the king and queen, as well as the princes and princesses will lie dead on the seafloor by the end of the week. Gather your weapons, and armor. Elites, join me in my quarters now." As his troops filed out, the elites followed close on his heels, they stared wide eyed at the newly butchered Jamal, but instantly snapped back to Deepreef, and their new armors. "Seemingly this creature's scales are resistant to animus powers. This is a great advantage." As they wore their new armor, he heard his army getting into formation and ready to march on the palace.