Venomous Veins

Chapter 1

Many years later

As the night began to creep around the corner, a swarm of dragons, ranging from Deadly Nadders to Monstrous Nightmares, headed to a large island inhabited by Vikings. It was the only island close even to the queen's island as well as a great spot to raid for food for their Highness. Leading the charge was the Brothers of Destruction , Shadow and Venom. Shadow is at the age of 15 while Venom sits at 17 years olds. Venom has grown exponentially large over the years. He's massive size can make even the biggest dragons feel small. Despite a rough start, most of the dragons from the island either respect Venom due to his higher level of intelligence and strength over them, or most of them feared him because of his massive size and the power he possessed. When he and Shadow finally reached their mature age, the two "brothers" have led the charges ever since. Venom flies by Shadow's side as they see the island through the darkness.

"Alright, remember the plan, Venom!" Shadow said, "I take out the towers while you keep the Vikings busy on the ground!"

"I know already!" Venom said, "We've been doing this for more than decade now! It's the same thing as usual!" He saw his brother in paws make a half grin.

"I know you know! I just love to annoy you with it!" Shadow said. Venom gave him the face that said, 'I hate you so much'. As Venom looked forward, he saw they were getting closer to the island.

"Well, let's see how many of these Vikings I can take down before how many of those wooden structures you can destroy!" Venom said. Shadow simply rolled his eyes. Even since they had the routine, Shadow takes the skies while Venom takes the ground, Venom turned it into their own little competition of how much destruction they could make as fast as possible, hense their team name.

"Must everything be a competition with you?!" Shadow said.

"You know me too well little brother!" Venom said, "And I suggest you look straight ahead of you, cause the contest starts now!" Venom let out a loud roar that seemed to shake the sky. The villagers were ready as they grabbed their weapons, ready to fight. Deep down, Venom shared almost the same view as his "little brother." He wished that the fighting would stop. It would make life easier and much more peaceful, but then again, Vikings were the most stubborn breed of humans ever known. Even with his positive mindset, Venom still holds a grudge against these humans. He could still remember the day his "mother" flew by him and Shadow's side for the first time during their first raid, learning and adopting to everything she taught them. Unfortunately, she would lose her life during the process. This understandably made Venom despise every Viking as he lost one of the many dragons close to him. To Venom, this was more than a competition, it became personal.

As always, Shadow shot a plasma blast at one of the wooden structures, catching it on fire. Venom landed on the ground on all fours. Even on four legs, he still dwarfed over most of the Vikings with his 6 foot 4 inch height. As he watched the caos transpire, he focused in on the Vikings that were running around the place. Within a few moments, he was spotted by at least seven of them.

"It's the bigger Night Fury!" A villager said with an axe in his hand.

"Kill it!" Another said as they ran towards him. He put on an ear to ear smile, waiting for the "fun" to begin. He shifted into a defensive stance. Legs spread out, tail raised into the air, and his body showing that he wasn't going to move.

"Alright you stubborn asshats." Venom said, the Vikings should be lucky that they can't understand him. "Let's dance."

The Viking who spotted him first ran with full speed and screamed at the top of his lungs, ready to cut off his head. As the Viking took a swing, Venom dodged to the right, making the Viking slash the ground instead. Seeing his opening, Venom grabbed him by the leg with his teeth and used him as a weapon and smacked the other Vikings charging at him. One by one, Venom took out every single Viking till there wasn't one felt standing. Once he was done, he threw the poor Vikings clenched in his teeth into a nearby bridge, making it collapse with other Vikings as well.