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Chapter Two:

Chomper No More

After taking control of the mortal body belonging to its former host, Chomper, the Dark side enjoyed being mobile, only ever seeing glimpse of the world through Chomper's eyes. Now, he was free to roam where he pleased, kill when he wanted, and be in control of the powerful form. With a new frame of mind, his body needed to reflect that, thus, with the shapeshifting ability, he changed into an unusual looking sharptooth, if one could even call him that. No, he wasn't like the rest of the sharpteeth, he was an outcaste, mocked and hated during his youth. The tables had turned, and he would become the most dangerous, powerful Alpha, wanting to even surpass Sharptooth's reign. Alpha, he liked the sound of Alpha, it had power, status that the Dark side wanted. But first, he needed to establish his reign, let all know he was their leader. He climbed upon the highest peak and let lose a might roar, one that spread everywhere. Not only did he let out the Alpha call, but he couldn't go by Chomper, it just didn't sound like a good name. No, it was the name of weakling, a kindhearted fool who was no more. After all, every sharptooth changed their name when they took up the mantle of Alpha. Henceforth, he would be known as Tyrannosaurus Rex, a worthy name for an Alpha. The newly dumbed Tyrannosaurus Rex was taking the world in for the first time, able to smell, taste, feel the warmth of the bright circle upon his skin. Living, being in control was amazing and he wouldn't waste his energy on being lazy. When someone recognized his scent and referred to him by his dead name, Tyrannosaurus Rex lost it.

"I'm not Chomper." He retorted.

"Oh, yeah, you sure stink of that weakling." Commented the large male.

"Why don't you come and find out how weak I am."

The pair charged and collided, Tyrannosaurus Rex grabbing the male by the back, lifting and tossing him to the ground. Once down, Tyrannosaurus Rex lifted his foot to crush the male, who screamed, trying to crawl away.

"Where are you scuddling off too?"

"Please, mercy, you win."

"That's not good enough." With a final hit, the male was killed, and Tyrannosaurus Rex was coved head to toe in blood. "Thanks, that was fun."

Being in the body of Chomper when he killed was nice, but being in control and doing the slaughtering himself, that delighted Tyrannosaurus Rex, who wanted more, more blood, more opponents to face off against. After all, being an Alpha, he needed to let the rest know he was serious.

Tyrannosaurus Rex:

"It's good to be alpha,
And have the absolute authority,
All the attributes of divinity,
I'm a religion,
Look how they all worship me,

Don't have to be good,
To be a good alpha,
Just gotta look
Like you've got sympathy,
Then keep 'em rooked and suffering,
To maximize your profiting,

Look how the fools work down to the bone,
As I sit up high on my velvety throne,
Pulling the strings on the dinosaurs below,
It's so stinking good to be alpha,

Mine is the kingdom,
Mine is the power,
Mine is the glory,
Forever,
More,

Kiss the claw, babies, kiss the claw,
Everybody hates me,
Ha, ha, ha!

It's good to be alpha,
And be the one who screams,
"Off with his head!"
Or be the one who's deemed,
Savior instead,
It's delicious,
To watch a man begging for his death,

I put in a claw and then give it a twist,
A smile opens up on my sinister lips,
The joy of the titles too much to resist,
It's so stinking good to be alpha,
(I just love it!)

Mine is the kingdom,
Mine is the power,
Mine is the glory, forever more,
Forever more,
Forever more,

It's so stinking good to be alpha!"