Chapter 7: Kingdom
He sat on his throne as his subjects milled around him. He loved having the power. It was something he'd strived for a long time, and now he finally had it. He'd been sick of everyone telling him what to do, but now he was the one giving orders to everyone else. It felt so good.
He watched as his subjects carried in boxes full of ammunition. These would do well against their adversaries, especially those Turtle freaks. He was so sick of them defeating his subjects on a daily basis. Now, he'd get to have his revenge.
"Be careful with those boxes!" he ordered. "We don't want any accidents."
"Yes, Master Hun," one of the Dragons replied.
Hun relished the name. For so long, he'd had to call someone else his master, but now he was given the title. It was so fitting. He'd taken the Dragons from a lowly street gang to a successful business venture. He was truly the king, and this was his kingdom. This was how he liked it.
No one would be able to stop him now.
A/N: Got to 186 on this one. A bit short, but it fits with what I had in mind anyway. I hope you enjoyed it. I want to thank everyone who has read and reviewed these pieces so far. Your kind words and encouragement are the best for me. Thanks a million. Please feel free to review, and have a shelltastic day.