The Und-Gang
When
you are born you're afraid of the darkness
Then you're afraid of the light
But I'm not afraid when I dance with my shadow
Tonight I'm gonna get it right!
HATCHING
Delsie watched delighted as her hydra brood escaped their eggs, coming
into the stormy air. Her other clutch had been hidden by the bunnies, but
this one she had not let any soft paw touch. Distant thunder merged with
the breaking of eggs and suddenly 16 heads stood around her, hissing.
"We shall do this my way."
Delsie said, "Go find whoever you want, take
them and see if they survive."
growling the hydra babies in the dark shades of Arx Atra Mons walked away
from the clearing toward the edge of the forest and into the waiting
storm. The three two-headed hydras that had all come from the same egg
dashed out first, clearing the way for their siblings.
2-Headed Smog Smoohk stayed at the edge of
the forest, hiding his pale green body in the dripping foliage. His four
pus-yellow eyes looked at what few humans were out in the rain, some might
be right for him, others clearly were not. Smookh waited and finally saw
two humans approach the forest, their leather jackets pulled above their
heads.
"I say we should have stayed in Texas, Deverang."
the blond one said.
"Jail." the much more
interesting man with longer black hair answered, "I
wasn't going."
"Yeah and I got to come along for the
ride."
"Exactly."
"Well I don't see us getting anything else but those monstrosities of
brightly coloured bunnies." the blond one spat out. Smookh
took that as an insult and leapt out hissing.
"Not all of uss are bunniessss."
Then he turned to Deverang and said: "You
showed respect, you is who I shall choose. I am Smookh."
as to emphasize his name a small puff of smoke left his mouth when he
mentioned his name.
Trailing behind Deverang and his hydra, Stadurm
was having a bad day. He was wet, cold and had been insulted by some freak
animal with two heads and an attitude. Even jail would be better than
this, of this he was sure. His angry thoughts drew a small two-headed coal
glider hydra toward him like a moth to a flame.
"Wait up." it said, trying
to make speed while not slip on the mud of the roads.
It's dark body was hardly visible in the thunderstorm, but it managed to
catch up with the trio.
"I am Palyon." the hydra
glider said, "And I don't mind being
insulted, as long as you know there'll be consequences."
his tail lightly brished Stadurm's head, "Next
time it will be harder."
St'urm and 2-headed Coal Palyon (m)
D'rang and 2-headed Smog Smoohk (m)
ADULT
D'rang looked on from his bunk as St'urm, his brother, was busy packing.
St'urm packed all his things every other week or so, so D'rang didn't really
feel the need to stop him. From the moment they had bonded their two-headed
hydras, St'urm had said they should leave. More colourful, he'd said they
should blow this joint faster than lightning hits a two story-devil's ass.
"What you've done now?" D'rang asked.
"Bashed in a couple of locals."
"And your reason for running is..."
"They can still put us back on earth and deliver us to the police."
"Then what would they do with the hydras?" D'rang sushed.
"I don't know. Drop them in the Elsewhere."
"Never." Palyon hissed.
"Let them try." Smoohk added.
"I just can't keep my cool hear."
"So I've noticed." D'rang said, still laying on his bunk, the true essence
of calm.
"I don't know how you do it."
"If they complain I'll have Smoohk bit them."
St'urm stopped for a moment, "And that wouldn't get you in trouble?"
"Probably. But what are they gonna do? Throw me off the planet?"
"We could always leave ourselves."
Palyon said.
"Find darker, more disturbing places."
Smoohk mused.
"Maybe even pick up a lady or two."
"You'd like that wouldn't you?" D'rang laughed.
"Can we please just go?"
"Fine then.
Stadurm and Devrang impressed at Lantessama Isle
Credits:
Lyrics taken from 'Taste of India' by Aerosmith
Fonts used are called Abaddon
and Carolinga
All background images found with google search engine, dividers
here