The Nguruvilu

Battle of Snakes

"You can't be!" the group gasped in sinc.

"Oh, but I can," I laughed, this would be fun! "Why do you think he backed off these past eleven years? Because he was afraid? No, my father was busy with me. And now you get to deal with him and me," there was pause as they looked at me in fear, yet there was something else there. I couldn't place what it was.

"I could defeat you with my eyes alone, Little Lord. I am King Bwacxax and you will fear me!" the cockatrice King yelled.

"Oh, you will now. You're too afraid to do anything," My body began to grow. "Your venom is nothing compared to mine, and I'm not afraid to stare into your eyes," I laughed, as I reached my full height. My full height, even though I was young, was thirty feet and a wingspan of forty. There was nothing he could do to me. "Who are you to call little. You're the smallest of us even at your full height!" I yelled. All snake creatures could double or even triple their size.

"Ok take this outside if you want to battle!" the faun female yelled. "Or to the dueling courts!"

"Size down so we can take this out to the dueling stadium, fake King," Bwacxax commanded. I obeyed him, for now. I mind called Zravas down.

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The dueling stadium was a huge open area, that once battle started, would have a shield of magic to protect the spectators. The rules were simple; defeat the opponent with any means necessary, no killing, familiars were allowed, wands, magic, transforming, fists or weapons were fair game. Simple.

Dad had taught me in combat and basic, some advanced weaponry and magical weaponry, my favorite were the twin daggers that I kept hidden on my waist at all times. Before I left he taught me how to summon water weapons, that came to us naturally due to our creature. Zravas was trained to help protect whoever his familiar was, from them moment he was born.

"Enter the center of the ring," the water elemental whose name was Aquifis yelled. "Face your opponent, and on the count of one you may begin."

Zravas stood by my side.

"Three!"

Bwacxax stood angry opposite us.

"Two!"

The dome closed around us.

"One!"

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Draco POV

I was woke to gasps and yelling echoing down the halls. Against my better judgement, I went to see why everyone was yelling. I padded down the hallway to the entrance, there was a bunch of whispering. I could pick up what they were saying, but it made no sense.

"Son of Lord Voldemort."

"True King?"

"Official duel."

Looking past the crowd of people I saw they were all walking away, so I followed them. What am I doing? Then I noticed that my mates scent went the same way, maybe I can find them! I followed the crowd.

I ended up at a huge dueling stadium. At the center of it were two creatures and familiar to one, they both grew to large sizes, even the familiar did. The one on the far side from me was a hybrid and the familiar. He had Killing curse green eyes, dark green snake scales, black fur with feathers of blue, gold and black, and a crown of them on his head, he had huge green wings with black, blue and gold, he also had fox like features and ears. The other boy was older, yet his form was smaller, he was a cockatrice, he looked mostly like a chicken and a dragon. He had red chicken feathers, and golden scales, long dragon tail, huge clawed talons, mostly dragon wings but had feathers, his eyes were a toxic yellow-green and I knew that they could kill.

"Three!" a water elemental yelled. "Two! One!" The hybrid and familiar charged the cockatrice.

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Loki POV

I charged at the fake King, he opened his killer eyes. Expecting me to stop, paralyzed, at this I flapped my wings to give me more speed. I clawed him across the face, just missing his eyes. He cried out is surprise at the same time the crowd gasped.

"I told you I was a True King, Bwacxax," I snarled at the injured cockatrice.

This time he came at me, I knew he would. So predictable. I transformed into my human hybrid form, and grabbed my twin blades.

"Your rule is over King," I mocked the smaller creature.

"You sure, I was going to go easy on you, but not today. Little Lord!" He yelled, transforming and pulling out his scythe. He kept his wings, tail, and talons

I came at him before he could react, and pinned him. Wrapping my tail around him. There was nothing he could do, I spread my wings, wide, waiting to see if he would try to get out
"Do you yield?" I asked the false King.

 He bowed his head and muttered, "I yield,"