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Here is my entry to *prpldragon's contest. fav.me/d5d7y6u

It involves her Ninjago OCs (Vince and Becoltro)
fighting. (Becoltro's the guy jumping in for the kill).
Here's the story, in my perspective;

"Ready to go?" asked the winged teen. Becoltro turned to
his friend, and gave him a nervous smile, "Yeah. I think so."
Carefully picking up the sacred flute, the two boys headed
out towards the Colony of Ouroboros. The desert felt
strangely hotter than usual. He couldn't put a finger on it,
but Becoltro knew trouble was brewing. Vince's footsteps
slowed down to a stop, letting the other walk a few paces
ahead. Realizing this, Becoltro also stopped and turned
back to face his comrade.

Vince was staring at Becoltro with an unblinking glare.
What was his problem? "Hurry up! The Devourer could
come by here at any moment!" Vince snapped out of his
trance. "Oh, sorry. I just got lost there for a moment." he
said coldly. Without any further distractions, they finally
reached their destination; a cliff whom's drop was believed
to be further than Hell itself. If this can't kill the beast,
nothing can.

Becoltro placed the sacred instrument to his dry lips. The
wrong notes could screw everything up, so there was no
room for error. With his father out of the way, the throne
will rightfully be his. The boy began his solo. The enchanted
melody was played without any effort, for Belcoltro has
been preparing for this moment all his life. As the distant
ground began to rumble with movements from below, the
flute's tune was cut off.

In one swift motion, Vince's claws swiped towards his
friend's throat; clenching his windpipe. The attacker then
flew high above the cliff-edge, lifting his prey close to his
face. "You will not succeed! Y-you... You're worthless... You
don't deserve that crown!" Spreading out his free arm,
Vince continued, "You're in my element now... Heh... You're
IN MY WORLD! AhAHAHAHAHA!!" The part-dragon folded his
wings in, leading the two into a speeding dive bomb from
the heavens above. The increasing pressure brought tears
to Becoltro's eyes.

"W-what?! Vince! I thought we were friends! I-I look up to
you... You're like the father I've always needed!"

"LIAR!!!" The dragon let go of his comrade, allowing the
snake prince to plummet into the cold earth far below.
Screams of agony reached the clouds as Becoltro's spine
was shifted upon the boulder he lay on.

The young devourer awoke a while later to find himself
surrounded by Serpentine soldiers, and the traitor he once
knew. "Finish him off" commanded the older boy, turning his
back on the dying one... Molten that burned hotter than
Hell swelled within Becoltro. It clawed at his throat, and
strained to escape. The desire immediately consumed each
sense in Becoltro's body. A rage of molten quality burst out
of the prince.

Sanity was lost as the blur of blood passed the snakes.
Their severed corpses led a trail towards Vince's exposed
back. Time to react was lost as his head was twisted in a
violent direction. The teen immediately spun his body in a
corresponding manner; avoiding injury. Before a plan of
defense could be calculated, a sharp pain burrowed its way
into Vince's side. Instinct brought his claws into the other's
arm, sooner than Becoltro could plant another assault.

This delayed the attacks, for Becoltro retreated a few steps
back. "It ends here!" He cackled as the crimson liquid
stained flesh. "Yes, it shall..." Agreed his enemy. Vince
didn't stand a chance, and he was well aware of that....

Sorry for the sloppy drawing/crummy background!
I'm certainly no pro when it comes to digital art. I
only have basic knowledge of the tablet...

And I'll assume that Vince gave Becoltro that nasty
cut on his arm. If not, then we'll just say he got it
from the long fall...

Enjoy~

Description
Here is my entry to *prpldragon's contest. fav.me/d5d7y6u

It involves her Ninjago OCs (Vince and Becoltro)
fighting. (Becoltro's the guy jumping in for the kill).
Here's the story, in my perspective;

"Ready to go?" asked the winged teen. Becoltro turned to
his friend, and gave him a nervous smile, "Yeah. I think so."
Carefully picking up the sacred flute, the two boys headed
out towards the Colony of Ouroboros. The desert felt
strangely hotter than usual. He couldn't put a finger on it,
but Becoltro knew trouble was brewing. Vince's footsteps
slowed down to a stop, letting the other walk a few paces
ahead. Realizing this, Becoltro also stopped and turned
back to face his comrade.

Vince was staring at Becoltro with an unblinking glare.
What was his problem? "Hurry up! The Devourer could
come by here at any moment!" Vince snapped out of his
trance. "Oh, sorry. I just got lost there for a moment." he
said coldly. Without any further distractions, they finally
reached their destination; a cliff whom's drop was believed
to be further than Hell itself. If this can't kill the beast,
nothing can.

Becoltro placed the sacred instrument to his dry lips. The
wrong notes could screw everything up, so there was no
room for error. With his father out of the way, the throne
will rightfully be his. The boy began his solo. The enchanted
melody was played without any effort, for Belcoltro has
been preparing for this moment all his life. As the distant
ground began to rumble with movements from below, the
flute's tune was cut off.

In one swift motion, Vince's claws swiped towards his
friend's throat; clenching his windpipe. The attacker then
flew high above the cliff-edge, lifting his prey close to his
face. "You will not succeed! Y-you... You're worthless... You
don't deserve that crown!" Spreading out his free arm,
Vince continued, "You're in my element now... Heh... You're
IN MY WORLD! AhAHAHAHAHA!!" The part-dragon folded his
wings in, leading the two into a speeding dive bomb from
the heavens above. The increasing pressure brought tears
to Becoltro's eyes.

"W-what?! Vince! I thought we were friends! I-I look up to
you... You're like the father I've always needed!"

"LIAR!!!" The dragon let go of his comrade, allowing the
snake prince to plummet into the cold earth far below.
Screams of agony reached the clouds as Becoltro's spine
was shifted upon the boulder he lay on.

The young devourer awoke a while later to find himself
surrounded by Serpentine soldiers, and the traitor he once
knew. "Finish him off" commanded the older boy, turning his
back on the dying one... Molten that burned hotter than
Hell swelled within Becoltro. It clawed at his throat, and
strained to escape. The desire immediately consumed each
sense in Becoltro's body. A rage of molten quality burst out
of the prince.

Sanity was lost as the blur of blood passed the snakes.
Their severed corpses led a trail towards Vince's exposed
back. Time to react was lost as his head was twisted in a
violent direction. The teen immediately spun his body in a
corresponding manner; avoiding injury. Before a plan of
defense could be calculated, a sharp pain burrowed its way
into Vince's side. Instinct brought his claws into the other's
arm, sooner than Becoltro could plant another assault.

This delayed the attacks, for Becoltro retreated a few steps
back. "It ends here!" He cackled as the crimson liquid
stained flesh. "Yes, it shall..." Agreed his enemy. Vince
didn't stand a chance, and he was well aware of that....

Sorry for the sloppy drawing/crummy background!
I'm certainly no pro when it comes to digital art. I
only have basic knowledge of the tablet...

And I'll assume that Vince gave Becoltro that nasty
cut on his arm. If not, then we'll just say he got it
from the long fall...

Enjoy~