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.

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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