At 3:30am the next morning, Princess Roddy, Shine and Shelly heard a trumpet fanfare, followed by mad cackling. 'HELLO FUTURE SUBJECTS OF SKYRIAS! IT IS I, RANCOURIN, THE MASTER OF CHAOS AND MAYHEM!' the draconequus announced as he arrived. He had a pair of hooves, a pair of talons for hands, dark black feathered wings, four horns atop his head, a swamp brown mane, green scales and a dragon's face.
Rancourin then looked at the princess, his mother and his aunt. 'Oh ho ho ho! Three heroes, standing against me! How absolutely charming!' he said, breaking one of the branches of a nearby perpetual cherry blossom tree and using it like a backscratcher. Reality began to warp. Buildings turned upside down, The sky turned purple and split between day and night.
Princess Roddy narrowed his eyes. Then he saw his portable cottage floating. Snapping his fingers, he desummoned it. He wasn't about to let his favourite pink living room chair get damaged or broken!
'Enjoying the chaos yet, princess?' Rancourin asked, laughing wildly. His Royal Majesty rolled his eyes and touched up his makeup. 'What?! I'm a big chaos causing being and you're not paying a single ounce of attention to me?!' The draconequus said, offended. 'Well, if that's the way you want it, how about this!' he growled.
Rancourin made several large knives appear and strapped Shelly to a rotating wheel. He levitated one large knife and lobbed it towards her. The princess's aunt smirked. Her two handed leaf blade sword responded, unsheathing from her back and deflecting the knife. 'WHAT?!' the draconequus exclaimed in confusion.
He threw another, and another and another and....monotonous, isn't it? Anyway, Rancourin soon ran out of large knives to throw. They were on the ground around Shelly, who was untouched. 'You know, even if one of them made contact with my skin, it wouldn't kill me. At all.' she said, sticking her tongue out, her blade cutting her loose and returning to its scabbard. The draconequus was internally seething.
Princess Roddy finished touching up his makeup and desummoned his makeup kit, just as Rancourin turned the ground to marshmallow quickmud. 'Now you're stuck!' he cackled. His Royal Majesty, his mother and his aunt looked at each other and flew out, leaving the draconequus speechless. 'Ohh right. You have pink butterfly wings....' he said, trying and failing to forcefully remove them via chaos magic.
'Bloody hell, he's shite at this, ain't he, Shelly?' Shine said, giggling. 'Too right, twin!' Shelly said in agreement. 'IS THAT THE BEST YOU CAN DO, RANCOURIN?' she shouted, deliberately goading the chaos being.
'You are getting on my nerves!' Rancourin fumed. 'AND WHY ARE YOU NOT BOTHERED, PRINCESS?!' he added, exasperated. 'Because i've seen what real chaos is. This isn't it.' Princess Roddy said, dismissively. 'YOU DARE DOUBT MY POWER?! I ESCAPED FROM EOTSON'S MOON FOR GOODNESS SAKE!' the draconequus thundered. Just then, a tornado formed, Thunder rumbled, and acid rain started to fall, melting everything, except Rancourin, the princess, his mother and his aunt.
Princess Roddy looked behind him and saw a house not far from Prevelheart Kindergarten and Primary School had been damaged badly. A child's bedroom lay in ruin. And the child's photo...was completely gone.
'RIGHT! That's enough outta ye!' His Royal Majesty roared, eyes glowing molten red with fury. Dark, spellcaster and fae energy crackled around him, and the scales on his pink butterfly wings chimed in warning. His armor instantly went into Super Mode Plus: Devil Form.
'Ye want chaos? I'LL GIVE YE FUCKIN' CHAOS, YE SHITEBOLLOCKIN' BELLENDIC GOBSHITE OF A BAWBAG BOWFIN DOBBER!' Princess Roddy bellowed. 'Darlia, Casta, Fay? LET'S GO WILD!'