The Hunt for the Power Stones

Chapter 3- The Den of Morpheus

On the way there, the Dragon and Servic had a chance to talk about strategies and revenge on his family. Servic asked, "Great Dragon, how long till we get there" He Responded with "soon... and call me Morpheus, I despise that name" Alright Morpheus it is. 

A few minutes later they arrived in Morpheus's den, where Servic had made multiple Prison cells out of the rib cages of other fallen dragons. Now Morpheus had serious hate towards his own kind for disowning him his whole life for being different. His flame was purple and could communicate with humans, he was left out and looked down upon by them all, he never felt a sense of belonging with his kind. It caused this vile anger against his own and worked with Servic too hunt them down till they all fell leaving 1 dragon left, Morpheus. 

Servic had picked up his parents and thrown them in a cage each, he was furious that he was forced to do this, Being King meant everything to him. All he ever wanted was to be appreciated and properly rewarded for his efforts. He felt that he deserved it more than anyone. But now he had his parents to his disposal, his plan was to make them feel the regret, the betrayal that he felt when his brother was chosen. Servic had always despised his brother for being mothers favourite. He wants to see how much Malik deserves to be King and make his parents suffer. 

Morpheus's den had been, let's just say "Redecorated" with the heads of all the past and dead dragons they killed together. Morpheus had become the most dangerous and powerful creatures to have ever existed as he had used all 10 stones to grant him more power and the only weapon capable of causing real damage to him was in the hands of Servic. Morpheus was still recovering from the arrow entering his leg from the King's attack. Servic was in charge of food gathering for his parents and Morpheus was on watch duty.