Dinosaurs vs Fiction Episode 3

(Side note, you have no idea how hard it was to pick the picture. There's a lot of badass ones out there)

Beast/Prince Adam

Height: 6'6"

Weight: 900 lbs

Once a selfish prince, a sorceress cursed him to become what he was inside, a Beast. As a Beast, Adam became primal and savage, giving into animal instinct at times. Despite this, he still has some humanity and intelligence. His strength, teeth, and claws are formidable, able to rout a starving wolf pack

Dilophosaurus

Height: 5 feet

Weight: 825 lbs

One of the earlier types of theropod dinosaur, the Dilophosaurus was never the less a vicious creature. Its teeth were sharp, despite its lack of jaw strength. Its claws were also dangerous hooks, fully capable of tearing flesh. Despite these strengths, it was rather skinny.

Fight!

The Dilophosaurus gorged itself on some woman it had found. He wasn't picky and she was easy prey. Before he could so much as get to her arms, something slammed into him, lifting the dinosaur off the ground and sending him flying into the wall of the castle he was living in. The Dilophosaur let out a wheeze, trying to regain air as he looked at his assailant. A huge creature that coud only be described as a Beast. It let out a howl of anguish before charging the dinosaur. The dinosaur dodged to the side and slashed the the mammal's side, but his claws hit nothing but fur. The Beast whirled around fast and roared into the dinosaur's face. But the roar lacked force. It felt...weak.

The Dilophosaur took advantage of this to bite the Beast's neck. While the thick muscle, fat, and fur protected the area from a fatal assault, the dinosaur still tasted blood before letting go, dodging a half hearted swipe. The Dilophosaurus let out some happy screeches as it outflanked its prey and began slashing at its flank. 

The Beast, for his part, did as little to fight back as possible. What was the point? The one person who had shown him love was dead, killed by this vicious reptile. If he died, he'd be spared from this misery. Even so, he couldn't simply fall like this. If nothing else, he could buy time for his servants to get Belle's body out of here so she could get a proper burial. And so the prince shook his head to the side, one of his short horns catching the theropod's shoulder. 

The dinosaur snarled, leaping back once more. He had gotten overconfident, rushing in blindly. Such prey as this needed to be handled delicately. He feinted a jump to the right before leaping on the Beast's shoulders, digging his claws into the pariah's hump and snapping at his prey's ears. The Beast stopped fighting and merely fell to the ground, knowing that Belle's body was out of the way. A voice cut through the madness.

"Monseiur, Belle, she lives!" a candle stick cried out from the balconies. The dinosaur hardly cared about this new information, but since his prey was dead, he might as well explore the castle. Before he could take one step, he heard an ear shattering bellow. The mammal he had through dead reared up to his full height, dwarfing the dinosaur. The Dilophosaur's jaw would have dropped if it could. Then a meaty fist slammed into his rib cage, claws extended. The reptile could feel his feet leaving the ground before pain exploded through his chest as he fell. How could this be happening?! He had slashed that thing enough times to kill it 3 times over!

The Beast saw red. Belle was alive, she could still be saved. But this...bastard, had hurt her! He had dared to bring her to the brink of death! To spoil her pristine flesh! He didn't give the dinosaur a chance to get back up, grabbing it by the tail and throwing it, slamming it through a piece of pottery. The dinosaur's eyes were wide with fear now, bringing some sort of grim satisfaction to the fallen prince. He'd make it suffer. The dinosaur tried to get up, to stumble away. But his foe wouldn't have any of that. It jumped forward, more agile than it seemed, and pounched upon him, bringing the Dilophosaur to the ground, claws digging into his sides. 

The Dilophosaur let out a pathetic wail as the heavier creature opened its stout maw and took a savage bite out of his back, blood covering fur and scales. The Dilophosaur's claws dug into the floor and managed to let him escape the crushing embrace. The Beast tasted the blood and it was all the sweeter because of what it had come from. The Dilophosaur let out pitiful wails as it did its best to run away. The Beast snarled before disappearing into the halls

The dinosaur panicked as he looked around. The primitive carnivore didn't have the brain power to figure the way out and soon ran into a dead end. He heard the roar before he felt the pain of a shoulder charge slamming him into the wall and clean through it, rotting wood making the path somewhat easier. The dinosaur fell to the ground, covered in dust and blood. The Beast felt pain as well, but the claws and bites hadn't pierced enough to do damage and regardless, he was too incensed to care. 

"I will make you suffer!" he swore, picking the smaller creature up by the neck and lifting him to face level. But his opponent wasn't done yet. He grunted in pain as toe claws slashed his stomach, leaving bloody gouges. He retaliated with a single punch to the Dilophosaur's already battered gut.

The dinosaur gagged on his own blood as bile and other fluids shot from his mouth, several of his organs having just been crushed. Despite this, the desperate creature had the gall to take a nip at the Beast's nose, tearing off some flesh. Most animals would be howling in pain from such a senstive area. But the Beast merely dropped him and grabbed his lower jaw.

"I pass my judgement on you! You shall never hurt anyone again! Your life is forfeit!" the Beast declared before using all the musculature of a bear to pull on the dinosaur's jaw. The reptile felt and heard the sound of bones and tendons popping as the struggled to hold his mouth together. All too soon, there was a shocking emptiness as his lower jaw was torn clean from his head. His screams of pain were cut off by blood gurgling from the wound. 

"You are broken!" the Beast declared, lifting the thrashing creature up and smashing it across his knee, shattering the dinosaur's spine. Even so, the creature twitched. To the Beast, that was justification to keep on tearing the Dilophosaurus apart until it barely resembled anything other than a hunk of flesh. 

Panting hard, the Beast limped down the hall, eager to see Belle. He would heal in time as would she. The dinosaur would not