The Tyrant Thunderstorm: The Vengeful Rex

***By DT***

## ***Part 1: Dawn of a New Era***

\*Two years after *The End*\*

A world, ruled by the largest, strongest, and most unique beings ever to appear on the Earth, was being torn apart. Two years ago, a meteor, six miles wide in diameter, smashed into the Gulf of Mexico, sending the planet spiraling into chaos. Food-chains collapsed as plants and animals were destroyed by the onslaught of destruction. However, many dinosaurs still walk--but they are struggling to do simple things such as finding food. All over the world, dinosaurs struggle to survive in a world decimated by just one rock. There is no hope for them; except, for the dinosaurs in the Golden-Land.

It took a lot for them to get there, for the journey was long and hard. Food was scarce, and there was practically no vegetation for miles. Along with this, there lurked a savage predator - the Unstoppable Lord, Nequit Dominum. He killed many in his lifetime, and very few have fought him and walked away with their lives. Dominum met his much-needed death at the jaws of a legendary alpha-*Tyrannosaurus rex*, the Tyrant King, Tyrance. Having suffered the loss of his siblings and nearly his mate at the hands of Nequit, he claimed his revenge with the help of Egypt, an alpha-*Spinosaurus*, who sadly was the last to fall by Dominum's jaws. It's funny, for although these two beasts were the ones who killed him--others, have too faced him, and survived...

Which brings us to Thunderstorm; a titanic alpha-rex. At fifty-five feet long, eighteen feet tall, and nearly sixteen tonnes in weight, this is the largest terrestrial predator ever to set foot upon the face of the Earth. Running from the top of his neck and back to the midsection of his torso were jet-black feathers, although this downy coat was separated in two by an electric-blue stripe, running down each side of his body. As you get lower down his body, his feathers become blue, which range from electric-blue to sky-blue at his feet. His neck-feathers form a "mane," if you will, found only in male rex, around his neck, offering somewhat of a protection against the bite of another predator. Thunderstorm's massive neck-muscles support a six-foot skull, that can deliver a devastating bite-force of 20,500 pounds.

You would think that a T.rex as large and powerful as Thunderstorm, would live alone, right? No, he and his pack are brought together by a familial bond. His mate, Earthquake, is fifty feet long and eighteen feet tall, and covered in brown feathers with some white patches. She can deliver a bite of up to 20,000 pounds; not nearly as much as her mate, but still powerful nonetheless.

Also in this triple-play is Hurricane, covered in black and orange feathers. The smallest of the three, he is forty-seven feet long and seventeen feet tall, still large for his species; a non-alpha of his kind at that. The black and orange feathers on his neck form a mane, but not as big as that of Thunderstorm. His jaws can clamp down with a force of 18,000 pounds; still deadly.

Unlike most rex, who only live with their own species, these three work with four *Albertosaurus*--since Hurricane's egg was found by the alpha of the pack, Albus. Covered in emerald-green feathers, he measures thirty-five feet long and twelve feet tall. His mate, Alba, was ten feet tall and thirty-three feet in length, and covered in jet-black feathers, with some red indentations on her skull. Their two children, Alborax and Cocoa, were eight feet tall. Cocoa, the youngest, was covered in mud-brown feathers, and measured twenty-seven feet long, while Alborax had black feathers and was thirty feet long.

Earthquake walked over to the nest in which Thunderstorm had been born. Leaning down, she gently nudged the baby inside with her massive head. This, was their son, Tyrannos, formly known as Blitz; they had renamed him upon discovering his similarities to the Tyrant King. He, like his father, Thunderstorm, had black feathers on his back, with an electric-blue stripe running down his body. However, where his Father had blue, Tyrannos had reddish-brown, shared only by Thunderstorm's cousin - Tyrance. His eyes, were a rare sapphire-blue. Although only at one year of age, he was already thirteen feet long and six feet tall. The eight Tyrannosaurs were all resting, when Thunderstorm stood to his feet, signaling that it was time to hunt.

The Lightning Rex chirped to Tyrannos, telling him to come. The little rex stumbled out of his nest, before following his father. Earthquake stood up, joining the alpha as-well. They hiked through a mesa, over to an outcropping. Here, a herd of ceratopsians grazed. Tyrannos stared blankly at the species, *Eotriceratops xerinsularis*. Thunderstorm chirped to his son, telling him only to attack an Eotrike as a last resort, for they were a formidable foe. He explained that he should always go for the old, juveniles, injured, or lone animals. Conveniently, one Eotrike was separated from the rest of his herd. With this, the two adult rex made their move.

Charging through the treeline, Earthquake released a gluttural roar. The Eotrike stood his ground, bellowing and swinging his skull. The two animals bellowed at each other, giving Thunderstorm the opportunity to sneak behind the ceratopsid and clamp onto his right horn, biting it off with ease. Holding the horn in his jaws, the Tyrant Thunderstorm twirled, before impaling the horn through his prey's neck. The *Eotriceratops* died, instantly. Working together, the two rex picked up the carcass, returning to the nest with Tyrannos following close behind.

Along the way, they encountered four *Dakotaraptors*, who hid in fear from Thunderstorm and Earthquake. Tyrannos, trailing behind, noticed the Dromaeosaurs. Owl, the youngest and brashest of the Raptors, leaped forward, hissing at the young rex, who snapped his jaws, bellowing. Knowing the danger, the other three members, Eagle, Falcon, and Hawk, rushed forward to help, but were quickly confronted with Tyrannos's parents. The two adult rex dropped the Eotrike, staring blankly at Eagle, Falcon, Hawk, and Owl. They recognised each other, remembering teaming up to fight Nequit Dominum. Earthquake gently nudged Tyrannos away from Owl, and the three rex returned.

Hurricane looked up from his rest as he saw his siblings and nephew return with a kill. Tyrannos immediately jumped up onto the flank of the corpse, eating pieces of flesh as his pack-mates feasted as-well. The eight animals plucked the Eotrike clean, leaving only bones, some of which were crushed or missing.

Earthquake then took her son out, and the two explored the Golden-Land. They came across the infamous ravine; the one in which Tyrance, Egypt, and Nequit Dominum had their final battle. The scents of the three legendary predators filled the olfactory bulbs of the two rex. Tyrannos did not recognise the scent of Nequit, and looked to his mother, releasing inquisitive chirps. Earthquake told him the tale of a demon, so powerful that he was partially responsible for the current state of the world. Tyrannos let out another coo, asking how he was stopped; to which Earthquake said that his father's cousin, Tyrance, slew him in this very ravine, after Egypt died at the jaws of Dominum. The two then returned to the cliffside, where their pack-mates resided.

In a forest, the four *Dakotaraptors* from before were feasting on a dead *Alamosaurus*. Having scavenged this herbivore, there is no way they would be able to take a live one, let-alone an adult like the one they were eating. Suddenly, they heard booming footsteps. Their alpha, Eagle, sniffed the air--picking up the scent of a *Tyrannosaurus rex*--but not just any rex. The four fled, as a massive, and I mean ***MASSIVE***, monster arrived. It most closely resembled a rex, but it was much larger. His brow-crests were sharp, and pointed back like horns. His back, and even his underbelly, were encased in armour, that only the toughest of his species could penetrate. What was the cause of a mutation like this? When his parents built their nest, in close proximity to that of Nequit Dominum, a meteor containing uranium was present. It mutated what could have been a normal creation, turning it into a titanic monster of destructive prowess. Combine this with the legendary genes within him, and you have a beast that rivals Nequit Dominum in power. At sixty-five feet long and twenty-five feet tall, this was, ***the Hyperendocrin Tyrannosaurus rex.***

## ***Part 2: The Hypo Rex***

\*Seven years prior\*

Thunderstorm and his pack were feasting on the carcass of a dead Triceratops. Earthquake had recently created a nest, and had laid an egg. Unbeknownst to them, it was in close proximity to a meteor containing uranium, which would cause strange mutations in their offspring. Upon seeing Tornado, the Giganotosaurus, the four rex were forced to flee, abandoning the child they could have raised.

The Hypo Rex's egg was found by two alpha-*Daspletosaurus*, Dread and Menace. They raised the beast alongside their own offspring. One day, the Hypo Rex killed an adult *Alamosaurus* by himself. As his pack moved in to eat, he bellowed at them. Dread was angered at this and gave the order to charge the beast, who easily killed them with his unmatched jaws. He ate their bodies, along with that of the sauropod.

\*Two years after present day\*

The Hypo Rex ripped into an *Alamosaurus* carcass he had found, pulling off a piece of meat the size of an alpha-*Utahraptor*. He swallowed it whole, blood dripping down his jaws. After eating his fill, he took what was left of the body, and returned to his own territory. He came across footprints, made by his species. Sniffing them, the scent was strangely similar to himself. The Hypo Rex followed the tracks, in the direction of the nest of Earthquake and Thunderstorm.

The three adults were the same as when we last saw them, but Tyrannos, has changed. His body has gone through a growth-spurt, and he is now thirty-six feet long and twelve feet tall. His mane of feathers was starting to show, made of reddish-brown feathers. He had shed most of his feathers from infancy, however, those on his skull, neck, and part of his torso still remained. His tail, legs, and underbelly were completely naked, instead having beige scales.

The four rex were resting, but woke up with a start upon seeing a massive Tyrannosaur approaching them. Thunderstorm and Earthquake felt familiarity with this beast, as did the Hypo Rex. Eventually, his intelligent brain came to the conclusion; he was the son of the Lightning Rex. Angry that he had grown up without his true parents, the Hypo Rex bellowed in anger at the Tyrant Thunderstorm, who stood to his feet.

Knowing what was coming next, Thunderstorm roared at his larger opponent, sizing him up; he was seven feet shorter in height. The Hypo was rammed in the chest, as his father chirped, summoning his mate and brother to his side. Together, the three took the Hypo Rex, who was only slightly hurt by his three attackers. A ram from the sixteen-tonne Lightning Rex sent him crashing to the ground. The impact nearly crushed Tyrannos, who rolled out of a way, down a muddy hill.

The three adult rex did not notice him, and they continued to attack the Hyperendocrin *Tyrannosaurus*. The Hypo clamped onto Hurricane's neck, releasing screams of pain from the rex. The supersized beast swatted his other two attackers aside with his tail, as he tossed Hurricane down a hill. The remaining two tyrants fled, as the Hypo Rex bellowed after them. The four *Albertosaurus* had run off in another direction.

Luckily, the Hypo Rex was too slow to chase after them, but he had claimed this territory as his own.

Meanwhile, Tyrannos, the son of the Lightning Rex, lay unconscious at the bottom of the hill that he had been hurtled down. His eyes were closed, and he could easily be mistaken for a corpse. However, he was awoken by the sound of a massive roar; the victory roar of the Hyperendocrin *Tyrannosaurus rex*. Tyrannos had four broken ribs, and an injured right-leg--but his blood forced him to stand. Placing his three-taloned feet in the ground, he winced slightly from the pain it caused his right-leg; nonetheless, he still stood. Tyrannos looked around at his surroundings, and, knowing that he wouldn't survive against the Hypo, he limped out of the area.

His sapphire-blue eyes looked around, as he entered a forest. Tyrannos's keen sense of smell detected the scent of another carnivore, as a lightly-built body rushed through the treeline. He got a glimpse of its colour scheme, orange with some black markings. His muscles tensed, for this would be his first battle.

## ***Part 3: Fates Entwine***

Tyrannos roared, as a *Carnotaurus* appeared from the treeline. This was none other than Destructo, who was thirty feet long and nine feet tall. Upon seeing the young rex, he bellowed aloud in fear, before running away. The son of Thunderstorm snorted, before passing on.

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Hurricane, lay in the opposite direction, also at the foot of a hill. He looked up as he saw the four Albertosaurus approach him. The five Tyrannosaurs stood up, before looking up at the cliffside that used to be their home.

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Despite apparently having secured his rule, the Hypo Rex knew that he would stand no chance against other rex alone. He trotted down a hill, looking for a pack of rex to challenge for dominance. From there, he would kill the alpha, and take their position as the leader of the pack. His mere appearance scared away *Dakotaraptors* and *Archeroraptors*, as he picked up the scent of a rex--and headed in the direction of the smell.

The Hypo passed through a swamp, intimidating even the population of Deinosuchus. A *Baryonyx* cowered in fear from him, but he still grabbed it in his jaws and crushed it with ease. Dropping the dead animal from his jaws, he flattened its skull under his foot before hiking through an outcropping over to a valley.

His gaze was fixed upon a pack of eleven rex; the two alphas rested next to each other, next to their three sleeping offspring. The other six, the infantry, were scattered across the area. Stepping down a slope, he bellowed at the alphas, challenging them to single combat. The two parent rex, using their powerful arms and legs, stood to their feet. The mere sight of the Hypo Rex sent shivers down their spine, but they knew they would have to fight if they were to keep the infantry and if their offspring were to survive.

Almost immediately, the Hypo lunged at the alpha-female, biting down on her neck. Her mate swung his head into the lower-jaw of the mutant, forcing him to let go. His teeth and the tip of his jaw were coated in the blood of the female rex. The two alphas looked at each other before charging head-first. However, their larger opponent opened his jaws before snapping them shut around both of their skulls at the same time, crushing them. Upon seeing this, their three offspring, the leader of which was an alpha-female, gave the order for them to leave. The other two, one male and one female, did not question their sister and left.

Dropping the dead alphas from his maw, the Hypo Rex glared at the five remaining rex, who immediately lowered their heads before their new leader. He then gave the signal for them to move out, returning to the nesting-grounds of the Tyrant Thunderstorm.

\*Six months later\*

A subadult *Tyrannosaurus*, growing surprisingly fast, was wandering through a forest. He was looking for his parents, and had been for the last six months. He was forty-seven feet long and fourteen feet tall, massive even for his species. His name, was Tyrannos.

Tyrannos sniffed the air, catching a familiar scent; his parents! Bolting through a swamp, he saw the two adult rex as they found him. Earthquake's maternal instincts took over, and she nudged her son, embracing him in a neck-hug, the equivalent of a normal hug for humans. Thunderstorm joined in the embrace as-well, but the three rex had little time to rejoice; for they still had to find Hurricane and the four *Albertosaurus*.

The three rex felt the slight pangs of hunger, but, fortunately for them, they found a dead *Baryonyx*. The decapitated creature lay lifeless in the shallow waters of the swamp, but these three were never ones to pass up a meal. Thunderstorm and Earthquake let their son eat first. After he ate his fill, which was not a lot, the two adults finished it off, and they resumed their search for their pack-mates.

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Hurricane caught the scent of three of his species, and he, along with Albus, Alba, Alborax, and Cocoa, headed in the direction. The five pressed on for hours, stopping occasionally to eat. A day passed, for the three rex they were looking for were also moving, and had most likely not yet locked onto Hurricane's scent. For these five, it felt like years.

At-last, the two parties finally met up three days later, but there was no time to embrace, for they had to reclaim their kingdom from the scourge of the Hypo Rex. Thunderstorm, Earthquake, Hurricane, Tyrannos, Albus, Alba, Alborax, and Cocoa charged up the slope, leading to the cliff that was their nesting area.

The eight Tyrannosaurs reached the top, and there he was; the Hypo Rex, with the six *Tyrannosaurus* that made up his infantry. The two parties roared at each other, before charging.

Thunderstorm and Earthquake immediately charged for the Hypo, while Albus and Alba tag-teamed the smallest of the infantry, as their offspring did the same with the next-smallest. The Albertosaurus, with their strength in numbers, and their greater speed, overwhelmed the rex.

Hurricane attacked the second-largest of the Hypo's pack-mates, and the two predators dueled viciously. Their teeth were like swords, cutting each other's hides and flesh. Hurricane clamped down on his opponent's arms, before yanking his skull back, and pulling them off. Throwing them into the face of the opposing rex, he was caught off-guard by the brother of Thunderstorm, who bit down on his neck, and broke it under his max bite-force of 16,000 pounds.

Earthquake and Thunderstorm impaled their fangs into the tough hide of the Hypo Rex. Although his skin offered some protection, the jaws of their species were designed to pierce through armour, and blood leaked from his body. Lowering his head in pain, the abnormal monster disoriented them with a tail-swipe, before biting onto the back of Earthquake, and pushing her into Thunderstorm.

Now, it was eight Tyrannosaurs versus five, and the Hypo Rex's fate appeared to be sealed, as Thunderstorm had knocked him unconscious and stood atop his body. The five infantry halted their assault and lowered their heads before Thunderstorm, who stepped off of the giant's body. They now served him, but not for long, as a scream of pain filled Thunderstorm's eardrums. Turning around, he saw that Hurricane was being ferociously mauled by the Hyperendocrin rex. Thunderstorm headbutted him in the jaw, and he let go of his brother. Looking up at the Lightning Rex, the Hypo smashed his skull into the ground, shaking the cliff. The pack of Tyrannosaurs moved away, but with his last remains of strength, the mutated rex reached up and clamped onto the back of his father.

Roaring in pain, Thunderstorm was unable to escape the grip of his son, as Earthquake rushed in to help, biting into the Hypo's skull...but it wasn't enough. Straining under the pressure, Thunderstorm cooed to Tyrannos, telling him that his time had come. Tyrannos shook his head in denial, but the Lightning Rex chirped that he would be his successor. He could not watch, as the cliff crumbled beneath the three rex--sending Earthquake, Thunderstorm, and the Hyperendocrin *Tyrannosaurus rex* falling down. The skeleton of Tornado, the long-deceased alpha-*Giganotosaurus* was sent falling as-well. The pile of debris that made up the cliff crushed the bodies of Tyrannos's parents, and the skeleton of his father's nemesis.

The five infantry, the four *Albertosaurus*, Hurricane, and Tyrannos were in shock and anguish. The ten Tyrannosaurs saluted their new alpha, who ignored them as he hiked down the hill, still unable to fathom what had just happened. Arriving at the foot of the cliff, the son of the Lightning Rex snarled in pure hatred at the Hypo Rex's body, and closed his eyes, lowering his head as he stared at his parents with anguish. He couldn't accept that he now had to take up his father's mantle, and left, walking away from the mountain.

At the summit of the mountain, the eight Tyrannosaurs lowered their heads before Albus and Alba, for they were the only alphas in their pack. However, the ceremony was interrupted by a familiar roar; that of the Hypo Rex.

He appeared, heading up to the summit of the mountain, covered in scars, cuts, and bruises. The ten Tyrannosaurs had no choice but to salute their "king," and obey his every command. Thunder cracked and lightning struck, as the Hypo Rex assumed the throne of the mountain, roaring as rain fell in large buckets from the sky, soaking the feathers of him and his pack-mates. With Tyrannos gone, he had taken any hope of freedom with him.

Miles away from the mountain, the true heir to the throne, Tyrannos, abandoned his home, his family, and above all - his destiny.

## ***Part 4: The Vengeful Rex***

\*Three months later\*

At the outskirts of the Golden-Land, things were not as good as they were towards the centre of the region. Beyond the treeline was a blackened wasteland, brought to ruin by the meteor that struck four years ago. As a result, there were not as many large herbivores, only the herds of *Edmontosaurus* and *Triceratops*. With fewer herbivores, there were no obvious large carnivores, only the small *Dakotaraptors* and *Archeroraptors*. However, that would change.

A young *Triceratops* was casually grazing, dangerously straying from the herd. Suddenly, a massive carnivore charged at her. Although large and muscular, he was bone-thin and his ribs were showing, having not eaten in a while. The Trike could not respond as his massive jaws, propelled by powerful neck muscles, snapped shut around her throat, and broke it under the force of 21,000 pounds.

Satisfied with having a good meal, the beast, identified as a *Tyrannosaurus rex*, ripped into the carcass, tearing out large hunks of flesh and meat. Food was hard to come by at the edge of the Golden-Land, and his intelligent brain knew he would have to move more inland.

This particular rex had quite the reputation, having slaughtered many herbivores in the past three months. He was dubbed "The Vengeful Rex" by those who watched him mercilessly crush the throats of hadrosaurs and ceratopsids. The tyrant had no care for them, and he continued his trek. As you moved closer to the centre of the Golden-Land, vegetation and herbivores were increasingly more abundant.

The Vengeful Rex snorted as his mere appearance scared away smaller herbivores and Dromaeosaurids. He did not wish to fight them, although he killed the occasional *Archeroraptor* or *Dakotaraptor* that got too close. The feathers on the beast's head were white, and his neck was covered in a thick coat of downy brown feathers, the equivalent of a lion's main. The feathers on his back and torso were a lighter shade of brown, but at the edge of his feather covering, they were white.

He had grown quickly for his species, and, at three and a quarter years of age, he was already fifty feet long and sixteen feet tall, gargantuan even by *Tyrannosaurus* standards. The rex was now hiking through a forest, akin to the modern-day Everglades. His feet sloshed through the waters of the shallow streams, and the *Deinosuchus* ignored him, as he had no intention of staying here, for he was a nomadic rex.

The tyrant passed through a large plain, hearing the roars of his own species in the distance, along with that of the largest herbivore in the area; *Alamosaurus*. He merely ignored the sounds of the beasts, focused on other priorities, such as the setting sun. The rex settled in an outcropping, hinging his massive legs next to his torso. He rested his tiny arms on the ground, before laying his skull down, and closing his sapphire eyes.

The next morning, he woke up to the sounds of a sauropod's bellows, along with the animal's footsteps shaking the ground. A juvenile *Alamosaurus*staggered past him, his pursuers not far behind. The rex we have been following, never one to pass up a meal, stood up, stretching his legs as he ran off after the sauropod.

At shoulder-height, the juvenile Alamo was the same height as his attacker, who flanked him. The sauropod was covered in tooth and bite-marks, from the day before. However, his attacker had no mercy, as he opened his massive mouth and clamped onto the back of the beast, sending it tumbling to the ground. They were on a slope, and he stomped upon the skull of the large animal, ending his life.

Almost immediately, the *T.rex* ripped into the now dead creature's flesh, swallowing a 500-pound hunk of meat. Then, he heard the footsteps of three *Tyrannosaurus* approaching him, and roared at them. They were siblings, the three who lost their parents to the Hypo Rex. There was one male, and one female, led by an alpha-female, who snorted at our rex, an alpha-male. She looked to the corpse, then to him, realising that he had killed the animal they had been pursuing.

It was a stand-off, as the alpha-female's two siblings bellowed at the nomadic rex, who merely stared into the alpha's emerald-green eyes, as she returned his gaze.

## ***Part 5: Return to the Mountain***

The Vengeful Rex did not appear to be defending the carcass, as he simply stood behind it, practically screaming for the three to take a bite. However, the alpha-female was cautious, for she had heard of this beast, who apparently was not one to share meals. After a few minutes, the nomadic tyrant tore into the carcass, dropping a piece of meat in front of the female. This alone told her that the nomad meant no harm, and she told her siblings they could eat.

The alpha's sister was coloured charcoal gray and black, with piercing yellow eyes. She was forty-two feet long and fourteen feet tall, an average-sized rex. The seven-tonne beast cooed to the nomad, revealing her name as Tyra.

Her brother, was covered in both black and white feathers, and possessed bluish-gray eyes. His name was Tyrus, and he was forty-four feet long and fifteen feet tall, slightly above average for a rex. Tyrus weighed eight tonnes, making him rival even the largest *Carcharodontosaurus*.

The alpha-female, was forty-seven feet long and sixteen feet tall, and cooed her name to the lone rex as she swallowed the piece of meat, Tyrannas. She shared the same colour scheme as him, only she didn't have a feathery mane like him, and her eyes, as stated before, were a jade-green. The alpha-rex was nine tonnes in weight, exceeded only by Tyrance and Thunderstorm's lineage. Tyrannas chirped inquisitively to the other Tyrannosaur, asking what his name was. His throat-pouch vibrated visibly, as he chirped his name, Tyrannos.

The two began to nudge and neck-hug, as Tyrus and Tyra continued to eat. The two alphas filled their stomachs, and leaned down next to the carcass to rest. Tyrannos was staring at the mountain Trinity Peaks, as Tyrannas looked at him. She could tell something was on his mind, and chirped, asking what was wrong. Tyrannos looked at her and cooed, explaining that a mutant *Tyrannosaurus*, the Hypo Rex, had killed his parents, and taken his home. As a result, he had left. Tyrannas told him that she, too, had lost her parents to the monster, as well as the infantry, who now obeyed him. Tyrus and Tyra, upon hearing the mention of this, snarled, expressing that they wished to help bring down the beast.

Tyrannos felt that, since his parents couldn't seal the deal against the Hypo, that he stood no chance, and he and his pack stayed away from the towering mountain. After three months, they began their journey to the Trinity Peaks.

However, this was no easy trip, for even the Golden-Land was succumbing to the effects of the asteroid impact. Tyrus and Tyra whimpered in fear, staying close to their sister. Tyrannas and Tyrannos had nothing but determination in their eyes, as they strode forward, into a swamp.

The Vengeful Rex remembered this particular swamp; he had been here when he was younger. Suddenly, a *Deinosuchus* lunged at them, feeling violated at four *Tyrannosaurus* passing through his territory. Tyra roared at the crocodile before clamping onto his jaw and stomping upon his skull. Tyrannas grabbed the croc by a forelimb and flipped it onto its back, and Tyrannos ripped out his throat, ending the life of their attacker.

They had no time to eat, as they hiked through the swamp, before entering the eastern Golden-Land. The four rex picked up the scent of another predator, but not their own species. They hiked through a forest, as the chirping of birds filled their ears.

Tyrannos and Tyrannas led the latter's siblings through the forest, before looking at the foot of a hill, where four *Mapusaurus* were resting. Their alpha, Earth, hissed at the Tyrannosaurs, who, however, had no intention of fighting the beast. They casually passed by as the *Mapusaurus* watched them vanish into the treeline.

\*During the events of *The End 2*\*

Suddenly, the land was set ablaze, as the forest in which Tyrannos's pack was walking went up in flames. The four rex immediately began to sprint away from the fire, as it charred the land. Their olfactory bulbs picked up the scent reminiscient of that of Nequit Dominum, but they had no time to waste, as they left the forest and finally saw the towering Trinity Peaks--which overlooked the Golden-Land like an entity. This was the final part of their journey, ***the end was nigh.***

## ***Part 6: The Battle of the Trinity Peaks***

In the months of Tyrannos's absence, life had been Hell for Albus, Alba, Alborax, Cocoa, and Hurricane. They, along with the five rex, were forced to obey their mutant leader, who used them like slaves, having them go hunt while he stayed on the mountain all day. For the Albertosaurus family and Hurricane, they were more than ready for a change in a leader. And that day would come soon.

The Hypo Rex's incredible sense of smell picked up the scent of two alpha-*Tyrannosaurus*, along with two subordinates. He summoned four rex to find and kill the intruders. Hurricane and Albus's family watched as four of the soldier rex trotted down the mountain, as the one remaining of the infantry stayed to watch them, hissing.

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At the foot of the towering mountain, Tyrannos was prepared to start scaling, but a bellowing hiss caught his attention, as four rex, all of them forty feet long and thirteen feet tall, approached them. Immediately, Tyrannos lunged for the rex closest to him, and clamped onto his skull, forcing him to moan in pain. Knowing they wouldn't make it out alive, the four infantry rex clambered up the mountain, their smaller size allowing them to reach the Hypo quickly. They hissed that four Tyrannosaurs were at the foot of the mountain. The Hyperendocrin rex was alarmed, as he heard the sounds of four *Tyrannosaurus* smashing up the Trinity Peaks. He turned, to see Tyrannos and Tyrannas, followed by Fang, Tyrus, and Tyra, roaring at him.

The fire of Maledictus Dominum caused the mountain to go up in flames, as Hurricane, Albus, Alba, Alborax, and Cocoa rushed to Tyrannos's side. The Hypo summoned the infantry to his side, all five of them. Cocoa and Alborax lunged at one of the five infantry, nipping at his legs and belly with their teeth. Their smaller size allowed them to use hit-and-run tactics, but by some stroke of bad luck, the rex clamped down on Cocoa's shoulder. She yelped in pain, as her brother tried to rip her free, but to no avail. Suddenly, Tyra smashed into the rex like a runaway freight train, shattering the creature's ribs before she snapped his neck with a bite to the neck.

Albus and Alba roared as they knocked down another of the infantry, who kicked the latter in the head, knocking her back. Angered at his mate being hurt, Albus bit down on his ankle, severing a major artery before he ripped open his neck with his toe-claws. The two alpha-*Albertosaurus* then brutally dismembered the *Tyrannosaurus*.

Now, only three of the Hypo's footsoldiers remained. Tyrus and Tyra were like berserkers, ripping out pieces of flesh from the infantry, and occasionally biting down on their necks. Hurricane, Tyrannas, and Tyrannos made a straight path towards the Hypo Rex, who began to run up the mountain, followed by the three rex.

They arrived at the cliffside, the summit. Tyrannos knew this place well, this was where his parents had met their end. The Hyperendocrin bellowed, before being charged by the three who had lost family members to him. Hurricane bit down on his ankle, as Tyrannas clamped down on one of the Hypo's arms, before ripping it off. Tyrannos sank his teeth into the mutated monster's belly, going through the armour that was designed to protect him. He yanked his skull back, tearing off a hunk of flesh.

Tyrannas and her mate were using hit-and-run tactics against the Hypo, who was not fast enough to catch the smaller beasts in his jaws. However, he did manage to knock over Tyrannas with a headbutt, but she bit down on his snout, forcing him to yell in pain. As she gripped his head, he swung it to the side, with Tyrannos's mate using the momentum to help her stand.

Fueled by the loss of his parents and his insatiable rage, Tyrannos smashed his fangs into the hide of the Hypo Rex, slowly killing him through blood loss. However, he was no pushover, as he bit down on the Vengeful Rex's back, crushing four of his ribs. As this happened, Tyrannas headbutted the Hypo's jaw, forcing him to release. Shaking his head profusely, Tyrannos cooed the rex equivalent of saying "thank you" to his mate as blood streamed down his feathers. Hurricane charged in from behind, but the Hyperendocrin rex swung his tail into his skull, sending the brother of Thunderstorm toppling to the ground, seemingly dead.

Tyrannos mourned the loss of yet another family member, as he and Tyrannas unleashed roars of anguish-filled fury, before slamming into the Hypo's side. Tyrannas pinned him down by standing on top of his side, and ripping his skin apart with her toe-talons and jaws, as Tyrannos headed for his neck. The Vengeful Rex stomped his left-foot into the shoulder of the Hyperendocrin, before closing his jaws around the soft skin of his neck. The Hypo Rex, without warning, snapped his jaws down on Tyrannos's leg, releasing a scream of pain from him. He merely tightened his grip, as the souls of Earthquake and Thunderstorm further powered his clamp, shooting it up, from 21,000--to 35,000 pounds of pure, unbridled, unrelenting, merciless fury. He tore out the windpipe of the Hyperendocrin Tyrannosaurus rex, leaving a gaping hole in the dead beast's neck.

Tyrannos panted heavily as blood gushed down his torso and right-leg, before sending Tyrannas down to the others. Flames surrounded the three rex, the Hypo, Hurricane, and the Vengeful Rex, who stared sternly into the dark sky. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his right-leg. Bellowing in agony, he looked down, to see Hurricane biting down on his shin. Kicking his uncle off of him, he hissed at his attacker, asking what he was doing. Hurricane growled, explaining that he grew jealous of Thunderstorm, and, knowing that he could not take him in a fight, had waited for the Hypo Rex to kill him. He then used Tyrannos to end the Hypo, so that he could assume the throne. His plan had succeeded, and there was only one thing left to do--kill Tyrannos.

Tyrannos had enough, and smashed his skull into Hurricane's ribs, before stomping his left-foot upon his flank, putting as much pressure as possible, before grabbing his neck and throwing him aside. He did not want to kill his uncle, and growled towards him, telling him to leave. Thunderstorm's brother cooed, saying that he would desist his plan, and headed towards the slope which led down the mountain. However, just before he would have walked down the path, he twirled and swung his tail into a pile of heated ash, sending it into Tyrannos's face. He screamed in pain, shaking the ashes off before being ferociously bitten by his uncle. Hurricane attempted to snap his neck, but his mane of feathers somewhat protected him. However, he still bled, before his uncle scraped his teeth against his skull, leaving a deep scar. Tyrannos and Hurricane circled each other, as it felt like the spirits of Earthquake and Thunderstorm watched on.

## ***Part 7: The True Final Battle***

The fires of Maledictus Dominum ominously surrounded the battlefied, on all sides except that which faced the cliff. The flames still left room for the two rex to have their final duel. Tyrannos and Hurricane circled each other, each sizing up the other. Hurricane was forty-seven feet long and seventeen feet tall, and Tyrannos, now fully grown, was fifty-two feet long and eighteen feet tall. Despite being smaller, however, Hurricane was more experienced, and Tyrannos was already exhausted and injured. The two each unleashed world-shaking roars, before charging at one-another head-on. Their skulls collided, as they both butted heads, each attempting to push the other back.

Blood still dripped from Tyrannos's face, as he used his greater size to his full advantage, pushing his uncle back. However, he was not at full strength, due to his wounds, and did not push him very far. Hurricane clamped onto his nephew's jaw and shook it ferociously, forcing him to bellow aloud. Tyrannos crunched down on his uncle's upper jaw before slamming him into a rock, a few feet in-front of the wall of fire. Hurricane felt the heat of the flames, and quickly stumbled to his feet, before headbutting his nephew back. From there, he smashed his skull into Tyrannos's already demolished ribcage, releasing a scream of immense pain from his nephew.

The two beasts then locked jaws, twisting and turning using their powerful jaw and neck muscles. Blood coated their snouts, as Tyrannos, having a greater bite-force, pressed down harder, causing his uncle to release his grip and yelp in pain as he shook his head profusely. Hurricane then headbutted his nephew in the chest, releasing a wheeze from the larger rex as the impact knocked the wind from his body. Tyrannos's torso and right-leg ached tremendously, but he refused to give up, tanking a full-power bite to the neck from his uncle. Blood streamed down his mane, as Hurricane dragged him around, before smashing his skull into a log.

Tyrannos's vision blurred, but he shook his uncle off and bit onto the rex's shoulder, as Thunderstorm's brother hissed in pain, before clamping down on his snout. The son of the Lightning Rex was forced to let go, as he bellowed from the force of his uncle's bite. He swung his skull in the direction of Hurricane's upper-jaw, freeing himself free from the grip. Tyrannos flexed his sore muscles, before cracking his neck as he gazed into his uncle with pure rage in his eyes. The rex charged him, before opening his jaws and smashing them shut around Hurricane's throat. He raked the massive claws on his left-foot into the shin of his uncle, scraping the bone as he collapsed.

Hurricane threw his head to the right-side, sending Tyrannos stepping back as he let go. Thunderstorm's treacherous brother then kicked him in the right-flank, forcing him to gasp for air as he impaled his toe-claws into the flesh of his nephew. Tyrannos used his mass to push his uncle down, as he scraped his claws back--leaving a giant gash in his wake. Thunderstorm's son groaned in tremendous agony as his torso was completely devastated by his uncle. His uncle then bit down on his left-shin, twelve-inch teeth penetrating deep into his leg. The Vengeful Rex was barely able to stand, as both of his legs were completely devastated.

Mustering up some strength, he kicked his uncle off of him, launching teeth and blood into the air as he gasped for breath. Hurricane clamped onto his skull, leaving deep bite-marks in his nephew's face. Tyrannos could not even make any sounds, as his uncle shook him like a rag doll, before throwing him back. Fueled by his pure anger and unending rage, Tyrannos charged at Hurricane, although it put severe pain in his legs. With his large head, he destroyed the ribcage of his uncle, sending him tumbling to the ground, as he gripped his nephew by the lower-jaw, bringing him down as-well.

Hurricane, being less injured, was the first to rise to his feet, as he lifted up a rock in his jaws and used it like a battering-ram, crashing it into Tyrannos's right-side. Blood gushed from his body in all directions, covering his feathers and trickling to his stomach, as he rolled over and stood up. Hurricane smirked, as a thin but heavy tree crashed into his side, knocked over by the fire. His nephew released a gluttural moan of agony, as he limped towards his uncle, attempting to charge--but could barely limp.

Hurricane had all but succeeded, in using the Hypo Rex to injure and exhaust his nephew, and using his experience as a fighter to weaken him further. Tyrannos collapsed, before his uncle, lying in a pool of his own blood. Hurricane grinned with pleasure as he crunched down on Tyrannos's neck, with an increased bite-force of 18,000 pounds. Blood sprayed in all directions, coating the jaws of Hurricane and the throat of Tyrannos. His mane was no use against the sheer strength of his uncle, who bit down with as much pressure as he could exert.

Hurricane dragged Tyrannnos, who was too weak to even struggle, preparing to throw him over the edge of the cliff, and join his parents in death. Although Tyrannos's family would outnumber him, he could flee and live out the rest of his life, knowing that he had killed the son of Thunderstorm and Earthquake. The treacherous rex dragged his nephew to the edge of the cliff, cackling with glee. Tyrannos had long since given up on struggling, for he could not rip himself free of his uncle's grip of death.

Hurricane reached the edge of the cliff, as two figures appeared in Tyrannos's mind--his parents. Earthquake and Thunderstorm merely gazed into their son, before vanishing. Tyrannos released bellows of anguish and mourning, confusing his uncle as he let go; a fatal mistake. A change, overcame the son of Thunderstorm, as he raised one leg and smashed it into the ground, then the other. Nothing but burning hatred was in his eyes, as the fire illuminated his massive frame. Using his small arms to help him, Tyrannos rose to his feet, as Hurricane stumbled back in fear.

In a last-ditch effort to kill his nephew, Hurricane rammed him in the chest, forcing him to the cliff. Tyrannos's feet were on the edge of the cliff, as his tail thrashed over the edge. He hissed in anger, before using his larger body to shove Hurricane back. The son of the Lightning Rex was unstoppable in his fury, as he bit down on his lower-jaw, and broke it with-ease.

Tyrannos smashed Hurricane's skull with that of his own, dazing the beast. He then snapped his jaws shut around his uncle's right-leg, breaking it seemingly effortlessly underneath 21,000 pounds of pure force. He then closed his jaws around Hurricane's throat, swinging him around, into boulders, trees, and the ground. Hurricane was powerless against the Vengeful Rex, who had exceeded even his parents in power, and fallen short, only to the Dominums and the Tyrant Lord, who was currently fighting Maledictus for the final time. This made him the second-strongest of his species, only surpassed by Tyrance.

Tyrannos hurled Hurricane into a flaming tree, which collapsed on top of him, breaking every rib in his body. A massive branch had been impaled through his side, rupturing major internal organs. The fire spread to his torso, forcing him to scream in pain as he looked at his nephew with desperation. Tyrannos, not wanting to lose another of his family, gripped Hurricane by his snout, pulling him away as his torso was charred black, singing his feathers. He freed his uncle from beneath the tree--but he did not move, nor did he make a sound.

Hurricane's eyes were closed, and his jaws agape, as he lay lifeless on the ground. A branch was embedded inside his side, having been what ultimately killed him. Tyrannos stepped back, as his uncle was consumed in flames, burning his feathers and flesh. He could not watch, as he was filled with nothing but anguish. Hours passed, as the fires finally burned out. Tyrannos limped down the path, to the others.

## ***Part 8: End of a Legend***

The fires from Maledictus Dominum burned out, leaving the Trinity Peaks scorched but habitable in their wake. Tyrannas, Tyrus, Tyra, Albus, Alba, Alborax, and Cocoa rejoiced as they saw the wound-riddled Tyrannos trotting towards them. The Vengeful Rex was almost immediately met with a neck-hug from his mate. The four *Albertosaurus*cooed, asking where Hurricane was. Tyrannos sadly chirped that he had turned against him, and he had killed him--reluctantly. The eight Tyrannosaurs then headed up the pathway, back to the cliff.

All that was left of Hurricane was a skeleton, with many broken bones. His right-leg was bitten in-half, his lower-jaw was demolished, and a giant branch was firmly lodged in his ribcage. The flesh and tissue had been burned away by the fires, and the eight Tyrannosaurs circled around him, their heads lowered in honour and respect for the beast. After this, they leaned down, hinging their legs next to their torsos to rest.

The two rulers of the mountain were a few metres away from the others, resting like lions in a savannah. As the morning sun began to shine through the clouds, its light was shining over the perch at the edge of the cliff, the throne of the Trinity Peaks. Tyrannas nudged her mate, and he knew what he had to do; reclaim what was rightfully his. Tyrannos used his small but strong arms and powerful, muscular legs to stand to his full height of eighteen feet, approaching the edge.

Each step Tyrannos took shook the mountain itself, sending shivers down his pack-mates' spines. Blood no longer stained his wounds, which did not seem to affect him in his majestic and epic stride towards the edge of the cliffside. At the edge, he could feel the presence of his father, Thunderstorm, who had stood here upon killing Tornado. The Vengeful Rex looked into the sun, seeing the spirits of his parents looking down upon him as he stood upon the perch, the wind blowing his feathers back. ***The true heir to the Lightning Rex's throne tossed his skull back as his massive jaws opened, unleashing a world-silencing roar that could be heard for miles. It was distantly heard by Tyrance, who then released his own roar of glory--which was heard by Tyrannos. He, and the Tyrannosaurs of the Trinity Peaks, bellowed in response, to the one, true Lord of the Dinosaurs - bringing closure to their legendary lives.***