The Dragon's Slave [Prt. 1 Ep.1]
A/n: Content in this chapter may be distributing for some readers. Reader discretion is advised.
{Vankyo}
Blood splatters against my armor painting it a dark crimson. The dragon beneath my feet spasms, before taking its last breath. Their life essences leaking out the gaping wound from its head.
I didn't know that name of my victim's, nor did I care. My main mission is to eliminate anyone who stood between me and my goal. Which was to expand the Entros dragon clans' territory, everyone else was a troublesome bug that needed to be squashed.
Yanking my blade from the mangled skull, I take out my handkerchief and cleaned the sword, not wanting the incompetent Geod dragon's blood crusting on my weapon. When I was sure my precious blade was clean, I threw the clothe on the ground, before stamping it with my boot clad foot.
I didn't need it anymore. It was filthy.
It was my least favorite anyway. I had plenty more back home, one less wouldn't hurt. I walked away from the Geod, and looked out at the field that was soaked in crimson, with dragons of different species all dead. All in their different forms.
"Only five dead mi 'lord," My second in command, Qalthis spoke from behind me. I could sense he was in his third form, which was his mortal flesh. "Two injured, and everyone else either has minor cuts or bruises, but nothing we can't recovery from."
A victories shrill travels through me hearing the news. "Excellent. Gather the remaining men and take them to Clerris for food and shelter for the night. We move out in the morning."
"As you wish, mi' lord." Qalthis said, before turning on his heels and leaving to relay my message to the troops.
I was alone once again gazing at my handy work. Was I proud of killing innocent dragons? No, of course not. But what must be done must be done. It was all for the cause. A bigger picture, far grander than this one.
Unfolding my wings from my back, I took flight and headed to Clerris where my men await.
***
"Relax," Qalthis slurred, to me as he took another chug of his ale. "Your permanent scowl is givin the nice folk of Clerris a scare."
I gazed around the tavern to see to see that he was right. The female Entros dragon behind the bar, has wiped the same spot five times, and the other dragon's have deduced their chatter to a whisper. The air was thick with tension. And the reason, was because of me.
Not only was I feared among the other dragon races, but my own as well.
"I'm going to get some air," I said to Qalthis, who only sighed, dinking the last ounce of ale, letting a loud blech and a sigh.
"Suit yourself," he shrugged, his golden eyes half lidded.
I stood from my place at the bar, and the whole tavern held its breath. Sighing I exit the stuffy place and let the cool autumn air calm me.
The night is silent besides the lowly croak of the occasional frog and the crickets playing their late night tune. It was peaceful out here. I leaned my head against the wall outside the tavern, closing my eyes.
"You little bitch!"
My eyes shoot open landing on a half-naked female who looked frightened. They then land on an older gentlemen who's face was turning purple from rage. His dragon on the verge of coming out.
"Stay, away from me you fecrur." She cursed taking father steps back away from him, trying to hang on to her ripped clothes.
" Listen here little girl. I paid good for your tonight." The other dragon takes a step closer to her. "So do me a favor and get back in there and do what you get paid to do."
She hissed at him like a cat which surprised me, until a breeze blew through, making her pheromones travel in my direction. Confirming, that she was in fact an Aquanis. A water dragon or serpent.
The smell of fresh rain, and ozone, mixed with watercress, fills my nostrils stirring something within me. My dragon to noticed her, and that's how I found myself walking their direction.
"Hey!" I shouted causing them both to look in my direction. The female eyes flashed with relief while the older male became angrer.
"Mind your damn business," he growled, his eye turning black. He was a death dragon, part of the Entros dragon clan. "She's mine."
I smirked coming to a stop when I'm standing in front of the Aquanis female. "Oh really," I began turning me gaze on her checking for injuries, or significant marks. "Because I don't see a musu mark on her. No bond was created so she doesn't belong to you."
The older dragon seethe, letting out a growl. "Get out of my way yougin if you know what's good fur ya."
I took a step towards him letting out a growl of my own. My dragon was near the surface but I was still in control, I let some of my power seep from me, my eyes turning red, and a few black scales scatter across my skin.
I watched as his whole face changed in pure fear. His dragon recognizing who I am.
"Y-your, h-him." He stuttered taking a step back. " Y-your t-the, t-the..."
"The Black Nightmare," I was in my mid-transition form, so it sounded more like a growl, than an actual sentence.
"I'm sorry to offend you, I'll be on my way," He turns on his heels tripping on his own feet as he ran down the street away from the whorehouse. When I was sure he was long, I closed my eyes turning back into my human form.
"Now, that is over with, mind telling me your name-" I stopped in pure shock only realizing now that I was speaking to air.
The Aquanis female had disappeared and her scent along with her.
***
A/n:
Dragon's have three forms
1. Reptilian [ Down on all fours]
2. Mid-transtion [ on two legs, has scales, dragon head, claws, snouts, and wings (Varies on race/ species)]
3. Human form