The Titan King

The Murkiest Scam

After the rampage that the so-called King had on the Hollows earlier in the night, the Trio of M.U.T.O's crawled back into their hive, licking their wounds that the massive Titan had wrought upon them. After crawling into the bee-like setup, they were met with hungered howls and angered growls from the rest of their sprawling family. Many of them were starving, eagerly awaiting some poor unfortunate soul to take the wrong turn into their hive, drooling heavily at the very thought of ripping into Titan flesh. After a harsh growl from Ekibogami, the rest of their kind backed off, slinking into the darkness to chew on whatever scraps they could find in the wasteland. Izanami grumbled, kicking over one of the many dirt mounds in their cave with her claw-like leg.

"It's no wonder we're dangling on the bottom of the food chain."

"Out here, sis, there is no food chain." Shinigami replied, lying down on the dust-littered ground below him, licking the black blood that seeped from the deep claw marks on his wings. "I thought you would have realized by now. Those big shots over in the Great Valley don't give a Mammoth's hair about us...especially that royal family."

"We outnumber them by the hundreds." The bigger sister hissed, now pacing in circles in the dirt. "We should storm the Kingdom and take it by force. BY ourselves."

"You'd never make it past the entrance. Dagon and his followers would rip you limb from limb." A voice spoke from atop a ledge above them. The trio looked up with opened maws, bracing themselves for whatever could come next. They hissed loudly, until realizing where the voice came from.

"That is...not without our help."

Atop a large rock perched Ghidorah, wings tucked to their side and eyes lit with lightning. The 3 brothers stared down at the parasites below them, gritting their teeth evilly the closer their necks snaked towards the trio. Ichi grinned, shorting heavily at the siblings.

"Ghidorah." Izanami greeted, smirking slightly. "What brings you here to the Hollows? Your kind doesn't seem fond of radiation."

"We aren't." Ni hissed, shaking his head at the smell of the pools of nuclear waste around their den. "In fact, we hate it. The stench...the filth....How do you and your kind even...thrive in this?"

Shinigami rolled his eyes, grabbing a nearby bone from the shadows and putting it in his mouth. "It beats being second fiddle to the King..." He gnawed on the large femur, drool seeping from the sides of his mouth as he chattered his teeth against the marrow. "Well, I guess it would be third fiddle, now..."

All three brothers narrowed their eyes, before letting out a collective sigh. The inferior creature did, as much as they hated to admit it, have a point. It's been that way since they arrived thousands of years ago. When Dagon bestowed the role of Royal Guard on the three of them, they eagerly awaited the moment that it would be their time to shine, but for some reason, they never took into consideration that the King would have a Son. Ichi then cleared his throat, a wicked smile coming back onto his face. "Indeed. What a great way to set the mood for our conversation..."

With a hard wing flap, the massive hydra lowered themselves onto the ground, getting eye level to not only the three siblings, but also the rest of the M.U.T.O race. Ichi then spoke in a calm demeanor, flicking his tongue like a serpent. "Now, because you all failed to dispose of those two children, we're going to have to come up with a different plan of action...something that will send the Great Valley, no...the whole world...into pure anarchy." The brothers then rattled their tails, rising to stand up-right on both of their feet. "With our minds, and your numbers, we can take over the Great Valley with little to no issues. Help us rise to become the King of the Titans, and we promise that none of you will ever go hungry again."