A Team Unlike Any Other
In a spot about two miles Northwest of Reliquia, a horde of dreadwings have made a nest. While direct attacks against the well hidden community where nonexistent, this still caused problems for the underground Dragons as they are now competing for food, as well as the fact dreadwings have little hesitation against attacking any Dragon they come across. They would just send their solders to take care of them, but with the Hyrule Portal under their care, their numbers are stretched thin. Luckily, they had just the right people to take care of it.
The nest was surrounded by thick foliage to keep intruders away, and four dreadwings keeping watch. Out of the corner of one's eye, the beast thought it saw something move. When it turns it's head to find it, it's neck is impaled from the other way with a knife-like tail spike attached to a pitch black Dragon, with a dark purple underbelly and wings.
Another watcher, failing to hear the sound of pierced flesh, had a bolt shot in it's eye, hitting the brain and killing it instantly. The marksman responsible for this is a camouflaged Atlawas, quite a distance away, wielding a crossbow with a scope.
Taking this as a cue, a third figure, a Cheetah, came in with a metal bat and, with hard to track speeds, whacks the side of it with a sickening crack.
"Bonk!" he yelled. Now with all pretenses of stealth behind them, the final lookout was blown into giblets by an explosive launched by, oddly enough, an Ape with an eyepatch. This blew away the cover the remaining dreadwings of the nest were using of that side, but on another side, the foliage was incinerated by a Dragon. It was a Fire Dragon no doubt, but their red body was covered up with armor and their body proportions could make them out to be male or female.
"No mercy!" yelled a Skavenger with two swords. As the canine charged with this battle cry, the last members of this odd team dropped in. One was an absolutely massive Earth Dragon, with a dark green underbelly and wings, but the most striking feature about him was that his light green colored back was covered with naturally occurring jade armor.
The other dragon with him was a Poison Dragon with a very light green scales with a white underside. There are also patterns of red scales on his hide that looks like a plus sign. On his back is a Mole in armor with a handheld crossbow.
And so the slaughter begins. The dreadwings who dared to make their home so close to Dragon owned lands were shot, burned, beaten, cut, and blown to kingdom come.
When the fighting was over with, the odd team went back to the underground civilization of Reliquia to get their payment and to drink at their hangout.
Skavenger was laughing mad, "Finally! It's been too long since we had this much fun! I was starting to miss the days were we where being hunted by that Purple Pansy's armies!"
"Speak for yourselves, dude!" the Cheetah yelled, the claw marks on his arm, while having been treated by the Poison Dragon, still sting.
"I agree with Soldier. Things too quiet. Only action going on now is at portals. Not much work for us mercenaries," spoke the large Earth Dragon.
The Atlawas Sniper pitched in, "Give it time. As long as people disagree with each other, we'll always have a job to do."
"But people aren't disagreeing with each other. Every one is holding paws and singing kumbaya. The only ones challenging that narrative are the Moles who left Warfang, and they essentially closed themselves off from the world," the Shadow Dragon pointed out.
"Least they were smart enough to wait for the war to be over with before packing," remarked the Mole, "Besides, now that things are quiet I can work on my gadgets without being bothered."
"Easy for you to say," remarked the Ape of the team, downing a bottle of strong liquor, "You know how to do things other then fighting. Even if they look past the fact my kin joined the Dark Lord, Warfang's army has a strict policy of letting former soldiers of fortune joining. Honorable code my-"
"That may no longer be the case," the Shadow Dragon butted in, "I've been busy gathering information on what's happening on that side of the world and I think I found us a way to make gold. The portal near Warfang has a lot more potential enemies then I first thought. Bandosians, Mahjaraats, Demons, the list goes on. And from my understanding, the new Purple Dragon and Cynder-"
"Wait! Cynder!? The Purple Pansy's right paw Dragoness?!" The Skavenger demanded.
"...No, it's different Dragoness, they just share the same name," lied the Spy.
"Oh. Sorry about that, go on," the canine apologized.
"Anyways, from my understanding, the new Purple Dragon and Cynder are much more open to new ideas then the code following drakes in the past. I propose we try our luck with them, as this place won't let us near a mile of the Hyrule Portal."
All the members took a some time to think this over, then the Soldier voiced his vote first, "If there are enemies who want to take our innocent pups' livelihood beyond the violation of time and space that everyone calls a portal, I'm in!"
"I'll go. My wallet is getting close to the red to turn this down," said the Sniper.
"Oh, more races to expe-, err, study. That is what I meant," Medic said.
"Can you not dissect the new people we want to meet?" questioned the Cheetah Scout.
"I make no promises."
"Can't be any worse then here," said the DemoApe.
"Well, I want to meet back up with the Cheetah babes I had to leave behind. Seriously, separating myself from them was worse then anything Malefor could have ever hope to do, and I have to make up for I it."
"Didn't you say that if Persus ever saw your face again, he'll chop your head off?"
"Eh, I'm sure he's cooled down by now. Trust me, things will be fine between us."
"Well, it would be nice to get the chance to see how a portal works up close. Count me in!" the Mole Engineer voted, "What do you say Pyro?"
The armored Dragon looked back and forth between their teammate before giving the closest thing a Dragon can give to a thumbs up.
"Well, that just leaves you, Heavy," remarked Spy.
Unlike the others, who are all eager to jump at the potential opportunity, the Earth Dragon known as Heavy was deep in thought.
"If I leave, I leave my sisters and mother behind a second time. I do not want that."
"Yea, but this time you know that they'll be okay! Come on, big guy, don't leave us hanging."
"...I will speak to them first, then I will go."
"Then it's settled. Tomorrow, we go to the capitol."
_______________________________________________________________________________________________
Honestly, I've had the idea of an Avalar version of TF2 in my head for some time now. Hopefully this is at least serviceable. I don't make Omakes often.
