Hazbin hotel: dinosaur king

Dinosaur fight club

The streets outside a mansion in Rome were darker than normal when a limousine pulled into the driveway. It stopped in front of the front door and a man came out. He was wearing a black trench coat that covered his entire upper body and completely shielded his face from view.

The man walked into the mansion and removed his hood, revealing a face with strongly resembled the Roman dictator Sulla.

Butler: Welcome back, Master Cornelius. I take it your preparations are going smoothly.

Cornelius: That they are.

Cornelius sat down by a fireplace and took a apple from a fruit bowl that was placed there for him. He took a large bite from the fruit, its juices leaking from his mouth before he tossed it aside.

Cornelius: Any word from our agents?

Butler: They've just arrived at the target's destination this morning. They are awaiting for your orders to initiate the plan.

Cornelius: Excellent

There was silence for a few minutes, with the exception of the crackling fire, before another servant came into the room.

Butler: Master, I thought you should know that today's feeding resulted in one of our workers losing an arm.

Cornelius: Is that so? Perfect.

Butler: How exactly this that news perfect?

Cornelius: It shows that it still has fight in it after all this time. Normal prisoners would seem to take less then a day to break, but this one has lasted almost a week.

Butler: If I may ask, Master, how exactly have we not been found out by the kids yet? From what our data claims, they should've known by now about the prisoner and come to free it.

Taking another bite of an apple, Cornelius gave a disgusting smile.

Cornelius: You can thank our new friend for that. He was able to create a forcefield around the Colosseum that blocks all signals coming from the inside, specifically the prisoner's. Allowing us to complete our plans undetected till there is only one step remaining.

Butler: And what might that be, sir?

Cornelius got up from the couch and looked out the window, his smile growing even more disgusting.

Cornelius: Tell our agents to move by the next nightfall. By then, all the pieces will have been put into place, and the games can begin.

Deep underneath the Roman Colosseum, a theropod as struggling in its bindings. Chains were holding down its arms, legs, and tail. Another chain kept its mouth shut, only to be removed when it was to be fed. And even its eyes were blindfolded to keep it from using the Move Cards it had in its capsule when it was activated by Cornelius.

The more the dinosaur struggled, the more desperate it became. It was going to get out of here. And nothing was going to stand in its way.

(Intro theme)

In their new head quarters sir pentious had just finished up the new device Seth told him to build so they could locate all the remaining cards to strengthen their army

Seth: there's no doubt. Two dinosaurs in Rome. Pentious, since you have the technology used to build this tracker, I'm holding you responsible for retrieving them. And take pyro and some of the dinosaurs with you. You'll need their strength. Now don't fail me

Sir pentious groans

Sir pentious: fine
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Meanwhile, sheer Gavro and the dinosaurs  were in the training room of the Lab doing exactly what the room was intended for; training. At least, Terry was training while sheer Gavro and Chomp watched from the sidelines.