The baby dragon hybrid was once again in the throne room, crying with the frying pan next to her. Wick was making something in a cauldron, and stirring. DragonLord was getting a headache from all the infant's crying.
DragonLord: Is that stew almost done yet?! It's a miracle that she hasn't lost her voice with all her crying!!
Wick: It's almost done, sir. Sadly it doesn't have much meat due to the Turtles' interference, but luckily the ranks were able to grab one of the bunnies from the petting zoo. ( Tastes the soup ) It's ready!
Wick then pours some of the stew in a bowl and DragonLord snatched it from Wick.
DragonLord: ( to Wick: ) You better pray that she'll eat this, Wick. Or you're next on the menu.
DragonLord then hands the bowl to the baby dragon hybrid, she sniffed it before she began drinking the soup down with her tail wagging.
Wick: Oh thank goodness. She has finally stopped crying.
The baby dragon hybrid's tail accidentally launched the frying pan in the air, and it hit Wick in the head, breaking the frying pan's handle. When she saw that the frying pan's handle was broken, she began crying again.
DragonLord: WICK!!!
Wick: I'm sorry, my lord. I'll get her a new one!
DragonLord: You better!
Little did the two dragons knew, the baby hybrid's crying wasn't just affecting their hearing.
( Meanwhile with the Turtles, in their lair )
The turtle brothers were talking while Venus was meditating.
Donatello: I just don't understand. Why would the dragons steal animals from a petting zoo?
As the brothers were talking, Venus sensed something that she couldn't quite make out what it was, but she could sense that it was powerful.
Venus: I sense something strange...
Leonardo: Huh?
Donatello: What is it, Venus?
Venus: I don't know. But, it's powerful and it's... upset? Incredibly upset.
Mikey: ( jokingly: ) Maybe you're sensing the DragonLord yelling at the ranks we took down? Hehe-
Venus: No. I can sense that it's smaller than the DragonLord... Much smaller. Wait... It's gone? I'm not sensing it anymore.
Raph: Maybe it's nothin'.
( Back with the Ranks )
The baby dragon hybrid was now playing with a new frying pan, that Wick had given her, on the ground, she was hitting Wick in the head with it repeatedly with joy.
Wick: ( to DragonLord, pleadingly: ) Can't we- ( gets hit with the frying pan )-find something else for her to- ( gets hit with the frying pan )-hit?
DragonLord: We could, but she doesn't seem to want to hit anything else. ( Laughs ) I also find it amusing.
With one last hit, Wick finally gets knocked unconscious from the infant hybrid's pan head hitting, she then makes a whine as Wick fell to the ground unconscious.
DragonLord: It's alright, Hybrid. Once he recovers, you shall continue your fun.
The hybrid infant then made a cute purr in response, and she then slowly went on her hands and knees, and she crawled to the throne and started using it to help herself stand up.
DragonLord: Looks like someone is a fast learner. As soon as you learn how to walk, hybrid, we will begin your training, and soon you will have bigger targets to play with.
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That's it for this chapter, I hope you like it
Till next time my agents of mischief 😜
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Mutant Hybrid of Mayham ( A TMNT Next Mutation fanfic )
Fanfiction- Disclaimer - I don't own the characters or the franchise or the cover, I only own my oc Some info: In the DragonLord attempts of making a new powerful warrior to defeat the Turtles, with the help of Dr. Quease, to only have created a new member of...
