Count Dracula's Castle, Transylvania
"Count Dracula is very famous. Perhaps some of you have heard of him?" The tour guide smiled. "Yes? You."
"Count Dracula," said a young man, "is the most famous of vampires. He would suck the blood out of his victim, turning them into a vampire as well." He smiled triumphantly, gazing wisely at the tour guide.
The tour guide once again smiled. "Wrong." The young man became very pink. He had just made a big fool out of himself. "Does anyone know who he really was?"
This time, no hands went up.
"Exactly as I thought." The tour guide turned away from the group and walked down the hallway. The group followed.
"Count Dracula was exactly that, he was a count of Transylvania. And a very powerful count at that. And he became very obsessed with that power. Because of that, he went mad. He began torturing people for no reason at all. He killed a lot of people. Not many people saw what happened in his castle as he tortured those people. As an added creepy bonus," he opened a door, "there were a lot of bats."
Everyone screamed and ran. The tour guide turned around.
Seven dead bodies were wrapped in huge, white nets. Every pale, shrivled body had two holes in their neck.
He turned to run.
Something grabbed him from behind and pulled him back.
None of them were ever seen alive again.
"Our plans of attack, they are coming along well. They are confused by our recent actions. We will win this war easily." The young scorpion waited for a response. It came in due time.
"Very good, young one. You're kind have indeed helped us. But, even without your help…" Suddenly, the orb in front of the scorpion rose. Eight armored legs and a bulbous abdomen marked with a large red skull. Four eyes, like onyx hailstones, were set upon its face and brow. Two fangs hung from its head like the teeth of a dragon. They dripped with a purple liquid too beautiful to be nonfatal. This goliath was a living tank as large as a cow.
"The spiders would have won."
It was then that the young scorpion realized two things:
The first was the group of tank-sized egg sacks lining the cave wall opposite him.
The second was that his tail had fallen off.