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Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl
in town. 1/2 Indian with a supple and strange body, a snake-like and fiery body with eyes
to go with it. Cass was fluid moving fire. She was like a spirit stuck into a form that
would not hold her. Her hair was black and long and silken and whirled about as did her
body. Her spirit was either very high or very low. There was no in between for Cass. Some
said she was crazy. The dull ones said that. The dull ones would never understand Cass. To
the men she was simply a sex machine and they didn't care whether she was crazy or not.
And Cass danced and flirted, kissed the men, but except for an instance or two, when it
came time to make it with Cass, Cass had somehow slipped away, eluded the men.
Her sisters accused her of misusing her beauty, of not using her mind enough, but Cass
had mind and spirit; she painted, she danced, she sang, she made things of clay, and when
people were hurt either in the spirit or the flesh, Cass felt a deep grieving for them.
Her mind was simply different; her mind was simply not practical. Her sisters were jealous
of her because she attracted their men, and they were angry because they felt she didn't
make the best use of them. She had a habit of being kind to the uglier ones; the so-called
handsome men revolted her- "No guts," she said, "no zap. They are riding on
their perfect little earlobes and well- shaped nostrils...all surface and no
insides..." She had a temper that came close to insanity, she had a temper that some
call insanity. Her father had died of alcohol and her mother had run off leaving the
girls alone. The girls went to a relative who placed them in a convent. The convent had
been an unhappy place, more for Cass than the sisters. The girls were jealous of Cass and
Cass fought most of them. She had razor marks all along her left arm from defending
herself in two fights. There was also a permanent scar along the left cheek but the scar
rather than lessening her beauty only seemed to highlight it. I met her at the West End
Bar several nights after her release from the convent. Being youngest, she was the last of
the sisters to be released. She simply came in and sat next to me. I was probably the
ugliest man in town and this might have had something to do with it.
"Drink?" I asked.
"Sure, why not?"
I don't suppose there was anything unusual in our conversation that night, it was
simply in the feeling Cass gave. She had chosen me and it was as simple as that. No
pressure. She liked her drinks and had a great number of them. She didn't seem quite of
age but they served he anyhow. Perhaps she had forged i.d., I don't know. Anyhow, each
time she came back from the restroom and sat down next to me, I did feel some pride. She
was not only the most beautiful woman in town but also one of the most beautiful I had
ever seen. I placed my arm about her waist and kissed her once.
"Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked.
"Yes, of course, but there's something else... there's more than your
"People are always accusing me of being pretty. Do you really think I'm
"Pretty isn't the word, it hardly does you fair."
Cass reached into her handbag. I thought she was reaching for her handkerchief. She
came out with a long hatpin. Before I could stop her she had run this long hatpin through
her nose, sideways, just above the nostrils. I felt disgust and horror. She looked at me
and laughed, "Now do you think me pretty? What do you think now, man?" I pulled
the hatpin out and held my handkerchief over the bleeding. Several people, including the
bartender, had seen the act. The bartender came down:
"Look," he said to Cass, "you act up again and you're out. We don't need
your dramatics here."
"Oh, fuck you, man!" she said.
"Better keep her straight," the bartender said to me.
"She'll be all right," I said.
"It's my nose, I can do what I want with my nose."
"No," I said, "it hurts me."
"You mean it hurts you when I stick a pin in my nose?"
"Yes, it does, I mean it."
"All right, I won't do it again. Cheer up."
She kissed me, rather grinning through the kiss and holding the handkerchief to her
nose. We left for my place at closing time. I had some beer and we sat there talking. It
was then that I got the perception of her as a person full of kindness and caring. She
gave herself away without knowing it. At the same time she would leap back into areas of
wildness and incoherence. Schitzi. A beautiful and spiritual schitzi. Perhaps some man,
something, would ruin her forever. I hoped that it wouldn't be me. We went to bed and
after I turned out the lights Cass asked me,
"When do you want it? Now or in the morning?"
"In the morning," I said and turned my back.
In the morning I got up and made a couple of coffees, brought her one in bed. She
"You're the first man who has turned it down at night."
"It's o.k.," I said, "we needn't do it at all."
"No, wait, I want to now. Let me freshen up a bit."
Cass went into the bathroom. She came out shortly, looking quite wonderful, her long
black hair glistening, her eyes and lips glistening, her glistening... She displayed her
body calmly, as a good thing. She got under the sheet.
"Come on, lover man."
I got in. She kissed with abandon but without haste. I let my hands run over her body,
through her hair. I mounted. It was hot, and tight. I began to stroke slowly, wanting to
make it last. Her eyes looked directly into mine.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"What the hell difference does it make?" she asked.
I laughed and went on ahead. Afterwards she dressed and I drove her back to the bar but
she was difficult to forget. I wasn't working and I slept until 2 p.m. then got up and
read the paper. I was in the bathtub when she came in with a large leaf- an elephant ear.
"I knew you'd be in the bathtub," she said, "so I brought you something
to cover that thing with, nature boy."
She threw the elephant leaf down on me in the bathtub.
"How did you know I'd be in the tub?"
"I knew."
Almost every day Cass arrived when I was in the tub. The times were different but she
seldom missed, and there was the elephant leaf. And then we'd make love. One or two nights
she phoned and I had to bail her out of jail for drunkenness and fighting.
"These sons of bitches," she said, "just because they buy you a few
drinks they think they can get into your pants."
"Once you accept a drink you create your own trouble."
"I thought they were interested in me, not just my body."
"I'm interested in you and your body. I doubt, though, that most men can see
beyond your body."
I left town for 6 months, bummed around, came back. I had never forgotten Cass, but
we'd had some type of argument and I felt like moving anyhow, and when I got back i
figured she'd be gone, but I had been sitting in the West End Bar about 30 minutes when
she walked in and sat down next to me.
"Well, bastard, I see you've come back."
I ordered her a drink. Then I looked at her. She had on a high- necked dress. I had
never seen her in one of those. And under each eye, driven in, were 2 pins with glass
heads. All you could see were the heads of the pins, but the pins were driven down into
her face.
"God damn you, still trying to destroy your beauty, eh?"
"No, it's the fad, you fool."
"You're crazy."
"I've missed you," she said.
"Is there anybody else?"
"No there isn't anybody else. Just you. But I'm hustling. It costs ten bucks. But
you get it free."
"Pull those pins out."
"No, it's the fad."
"It's making me very unhappy."
"Are you sure?"
"Hell yes, I'm sure."
Cass slowly pulled the pins out and put them back in her purse.
"Why do you haggle your beauty?" I asked. "Why don't you just live with
"Because people think it's all I have. Beauty is nothing, beauty won't stay. You
don't know how lucky you are to be ugly, because if people like you you know it's for
something else."
"O.k.," I said, "I'm lucky."
"I don't mean you're ugly. People just think you're ugly. You have a fascinating
We had another drink.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Nothing. I can't get on to anything. No interest."
"Me neither. If you were a woman you could hustle."
"I don't think I could ever make contact with that many strangers, it's
"You're right, it's wearing, everything is wearing."
We left together. People still stared at Cass on the streets. She was a beautiful
woman, perhaps more beautiful than ever. We made it to my place and I opened a bottle of
wine and we talked. With Cass and I, it always came easy. She talked a while and I would
listen and then i would talk. Our conversation simply went along without strain. We seemed
to discover secrets together. When we discovered a good one Cass would laugh that laugh-
only the way she could. It was like joy out of fire. Through the talking we kissed and
moved closer together. We became quite heated and decided to go to bed. It was then that
Cass took off her high -necked dress and I saw it- the ugly jagged scar across her throat.
It was large and thick.
"God damn you, woman," I said from the bed, "god damn you, what have you
"I tried it with a broken bottle one night. Don't you like me any more? Am I still
I pulled her down on the bed and kissed her. She pushed away and laughed, "Some
men pay me ten and I undress and they don't want to do it. I keep the ten. It's very
"Yes," I said, "I can't stop laughing... Cass, bitch, I love you...stop
destroying yourself; you're the most alive woman I've ever met."
We kissed again. Cass was crying without sound. I could feel the tears. The long black
hair lay beside me like a flag of death. We enjoined and made slow and somber and
wonderful love. In the morning Cass was up making breakfast. She seemed quite calm and
happy. She was singing. I stayed in bed and enjoyed her happiness. Finally she came over
and shook me,
"Up, bastard! Throw some cold water on your face and pecker and come enjoy the
I drove her to the beach that day. It was a weekday and not yet summer so things were
splendidly deserted. Beach bums in rags slept on the lawns above the sand. Others sat on
stone benches sharing a lone bottle. The gulls whirled about, mindless yet distracted. Old
ladies in their 70's and 80's sat on the benches and discussed selling real estate left
behind by husbands long ago killed by the pace and stupidity of survival. For it all,
there was peace in the air and we walked about and stretched on the lawns and didn't say
much. It simply felt good being together. I bought a couple of sandwiches, some chips and
drinks and we sat on the sand eating. Then I held Cass and we slept together about an
hour. It was somehow better than lovemaking. There was flowing together without tension.
When we awakened we drove back to my place and I cooked a dinner. After dinner I suggested
to Cass that we shack together. She waited a long time, looking at me, then she slowly
said, "No." I drove her back to the bar, bought her a drink and walked out. I
found a job as a parker in a factory the next day and the rest of the week went to
working. I was too tired to get about much but that Friday night I did get to the West End
Bar. I sat and waited for Cass. Hours went by . After I was fairly drunk the bartender
said to me, "I'm sorry about your girlfriend."
"What is it?" I asked.
"I'm sorry, didn't you know?"
"Suicide. She was buried yesterday."
"Buried?" I asked. It seemed as though she would walk through the doorway at
any moment. How could she be gone?
"Her sisters buried her."
"A suicide? Mind telling me how?"
"She cut her throat."
"I see. Give me another drink."
I drank until closing time. Cass was the most beautiful of 5 sisters, the most
beautiful in town. I managed to drive to my place and I kept thinking, I should have
insisted she stay with me instead of accepting that "no." Everything about her
had indicated that she had cared. I simply had been too offhand about it, lazy, too
unconcerned. I deserved my death and hers. I was a dog. No, why blame the dogs? I got up
and found a bottle of wine and drank from it heavily. Cass the most beautiful girl in town
was dead at 20. Outside somebody honked their automobile horn. They were very loud and
persistent. I sat the bottle down and screamed out: "GOD DAMN YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH
,SHUT UP!" The night kept coming and there was nothing I could do.

Picked up and dragged through the air of violent twilight.
Crash landing into each world of pain.

Grow up; learn up she told herself.

Red lipstick, tight dress; bad girl good. Unrested she was, she was unrest.
Unrest in her mind, unrest in distress.
That girl was nocturnal,
her life was night.
Although star & moons glared,
reluctantly lit,
her blue skies were none but bottomless pits.
Duck duck GOOSE, once a child without care;
I choose YOU, life spitefully said.

GROW UP; LEARN UP, she scolded herself.

Keep your head up, keep it down.
Too much air, too much water,
Low then high then low again.
One minute was 60,
but she blinked and it was over.
So much time was so little.  
Disregarded, she became the Object of obsession.
Danced too fast, danced too slow;
never by the beat of her heart.

GROW UP, LEARN UP; she forgot herself.

The madness before the storm,
the storm of never-end.
She had to grow up, she had to learn up.

Untimely Growth
Jasmine Luna Apr 2014

who knew that in about
4 years time,
or maybe
10,000 years lost in
10,000 multi hued tears,
id be on the same trip-
dancing to the same
shimmering inner grove as before-
braiding fresh cut
delicate genital-hands, unfolding in prayer
into my subconscious mind
or perhaps into my hair-
saving colored prism fragments
of knowledge or nonsense-
digesting intoxicating
incense smoke into the
deep throated green streaked
laughter chasms
that are my lungs-
spinning vinyl, spun mind
unwinding, undulating
through string music-
contemplating the sunset's sweet
immaculate form, reoccuring
and balancing itself right outside my window-
dressing in shells, bones,
and beads; kaleidoscope fabric dripping from
the breasts like mother Kali in a Fellini
peeping out at heads slinking down
the stoned pavement streets-
my hairy angelic form grooving
intensely, spastic-
body flung, strung out in
hot patterns of
mirrored arms and legs-
brain brew bubbling; wicked, fantastic-
limbs waving and grabbing at
tangible tasty morsels,
smelling strongly of indigo
and patchouli-
the East smiling on me and
my intrepid journey to the ocean city-
head thrown back in
tranquil madness-
pipe smoke curling like
ancient hound howls from the corners
of my lips-
smiles spread like insanity, a wicked disease
lost in the forgotten finger painted
confounds of creamy
opiate milk consciousness-
basking in lamplight
of the golden glistening

its been
moments since I thought about you
in any capacity
minutes since
I remembered some portion of our story
hours since I felt anger
days since I tried to pick up my phone
weeks since I last contacted you
months since we last touched.

its been

months since you crushed me
weeks since I put on the brave face
days since I longed for you
hours since I spoke of you
minutes of starring into a blank screen
silently pleading
moments before all this is behind me again.

It’ll be

Moments of weakness
when I think about “us”
Minutes of silent cursing
while you run through my mind
Hours of rationalizing
before I let it go
Days of depression

I know

Weeks of emotions crammed into a few minutes
Months of self doubt and insanity

Soon it’ll be


But I’ll always have



Haunter  Jun 2012
Sweet Tarts!
Haunter Jun 2012

The most sweetest
sweet <3
Will turn a little sour uhhh
tart. </3.
When they've just eaten
enough shit.

Here's a little
shot of

I'll soon have to cock-block
out my
lil' pussy like

Auss  Apr 2014
Auss Apr 2014

I wage war
That's never been seen before
Is sanity worth fighting for?
I'm not really sure

A calamity?
I call it individuality!

Who is Society
To create this hypocrisy?!?
It seems like such a tragedy
To waste such ingenuity
To dull the creativity

Styles  Jun 2015
Styles Jun 2015

With an essence of a  sultry indulgence that will entice
as often as it excites;
       my words seek passage --
                       penetrating your psyche,
                       as they crawl across your thoughts.
                       serenading your mind with
                       lustful passages;
                       littering your innocence
                       with filth --
                       saturated in honesty
                       dripping with vivid insight;
                       conceived through insanity.
                       raging with passion.

Steven Forrester Jan 2011

I take a drink
And then I think
I'm not alone
But still on the brink
Of insanity
In calamity
Flashing lights
A gun blast sounds
It keeps me sane
It keeps me bound
I sip again
And take another shot
I sit again
And get shot a lot
You all might think it's lame
But I love my vodka
And my video games

(c) Steven Forrester
Kei Grey  Nov 2014
Kei Grey Nov 2014

"Society is cruel to make us believe we are sane, but we all secretly know that deep inside our minds, we are all insane."

Poetic T Aug 2014


                                                               ­          Inside


I am going insane.
Oh wait, I already am.
I see the demons already,
I see the floods.
At least I don't see,
crimson blood.

Journal of Darkness: Assassin and Deceptress

Nov 21, 2011, 8:17:32 PM by ~OmegaWolfOfWinter
Journals / Personal

(description of storyline: all characters in this work are dragons, with the ability to change into a human form. they live in present day society, but have a base in the middle of the desert. there is a library with the history of the world, which is operated by stacra, an organization to preserve the peace in the world. there is a rival organization, the dracra, who wish to take it over. the dracra is led by a dragon named Darkheart, a dragon who has haunted the Scar line for millenia.)
"... sahsa...."
what was that mumbled sasha, a small town girl in modern day USA. she was nearly asleep when the voice called to her.
sasha was usually described as a freak. she was a dragon fanatic, and she carried her favorite books wherever she went, Brink of Insanity: journal of the Wild and the Broken; and its companion, Blood curse:  journal of the Destroyer and the Savage. they told of dragons living in new york who had to bear a family curse and sought a way to release it. the author was only known as "Lucian".
i'm sure i heard it that time...
"....come to me sasha...."
she didnt know why but she felt as if she absolutely had to find the source. she was barely clothed but quietly snuck out, leaving small footprints in the snow.
she felt panicked. as the voice grew louder so did her heart, beating quickly in her ears. some sort of animal instinct took over and she somehow Managed to run on all fours. her whole body began tingling, her skin writhing. she looked back and nearly choked: wings and a tail... had grown from her body. her whole body turned white as scales etched their way into life over her skin. her body began elongating and enlarging, becoming streamlined and lizardlike. she was transforming...
"...yes!... just as you said, master...."
"...quiet, kovu..."
sashas vision went dark as she stumbled, barrelling through the snow. when she looked up, she saw an enormous dragon, with scars just like the ones in her book. "she will be a fine student."
sasha was dumbfounded as she saw her parents walk up behind them. "greetings, master Lucian, kovu." said her father.
"and you, rydon."
"y-you...know...?" stammered sasha.
"all will be explained in the morning, sasha," replied her mother.
sasha felt tired and her eyes shut as the ground came up to meet her.
sasha sat alone at the picnic table, surrounded by lucian, her father rydon, her mother sophia, and kovu. "so... you're all.... dragons.... like in my books..." she gestured to the two books.
lucian stepped forward and placed a hand on the books. his hand glowed and the glossy books turned to worn, leather journals. "yes, we are dragons. sasha. and you have done well guarding my journals."
"your... journals? but i thought that these were best-selling novels..."
lucian chuckled, "no no. young one, there are only two other copies of each of these in existence."
her father spoke up now, "so what are you here for, master? is it time for her to leave us?"
"leave?! what do you mean leave?!"
rydon looked worriedly at lucian and then at sasha,"you are dragon, and it is tradition for you to be trained."
"but what if i dont want to leave?!"
her father began to become angry,"its not your choice!"
"then whose-"
lucian's eyes glowed red in anger, "rydon, haven't you taught your daughter respect? surely you would know of my ways by now."
rydon nodded, "i- i'm sorry, master. i don't know whats come over her."
sasha ran, shifting to her new dragon form and flying away. darkheart had warned her of this, that lucian was a dictatoria leader. she asked herself, "why had her father taken his side? why did this have to happen so suddenly? and most of all, what was she going to do next?"
darkheart had given her directions to meet her after lucian made contact. sasha flew, tired as she was not used to the extra limbs.
once she reached the spot that darkheart had told her, she waited and thought things through.
once darkheart arrived, she spoke, "i want to join you. i beleive everything you've said."
darkheart chuckled, "i knew you would dear girl, lucian is the same as his grandfather, they both hounded me and tortured me, for their own twisted ways. i've tried to keep as many as possible from falling into their cluthces. i wasn't able to kill scarheart, as he captured me and forced me into his own body as an energy slave. he tortured me even there, and after he died, lucian, his grandson, got me. he too tortured me."
sasha looked at her in sock, "thats terrible. i didnt know..."
"you couldnt have, darling. those evil dragons keep everything from those who should know."
sasha stood, "i want to be trained. by you."
"really? i warn you, it is quite tough. not all survive. you must be willing to do whatever it takes to stop those vile dragons."
     *     * 3 years later
sasha was 20 years old, and it was time for her to take on her first big mission: infiltrate lucian's schol and learn everything she could.
sasha had already talked to lucian, apologizing for her behavior so long ago. lucian had seemed hesitant but allowed her in. *foolish old bat.
she thought. she had been at the compund for a year and a half now and had become familiar with their ways.  sasha would often wonder why she was doing this, and she remembered, darkheart had said that lucian killed sashs's father. she always looked at him with scorn and wished to kill him. but she restrained herself and kept on the facade.
today she felt especially hating towards every master she came in contact with. she passed tsai, lucian's right hand dragon, as he went to talk with the master. she tried to eavesdrop but they were speaking in an ancient, coded language. she growled and her white scales flashed in the sun.

"Lucian, somethings not right about that youngling sasha... she's always watching us, like she's gathering information."
"yes, tsai, i know. i know exactly what she is."
"what?" tsai looked skeptical.
"she's an agent, an informant. for darkheart."
tsai stared, incredulous."wha?! how do you know?!"
"ive been under the influence of darkheart before, as have you. something about sasha is of darkheart's doing."
tsai nodded "even still, is she possessed by her or under orders?"
lucian thought for a moment "i beleive under orders..."
both stared as lucian's son, kovu, walked up to sasha.
"sasha! hi!" kovu had taken a liking to sasha since his father took her as an apprentice.
"oh, um. hi. kovu..." i cant let my emotions get in the way of my mission! "how have you been?" sasha felt herself blush under the gaze of the drake. he wasnt half-bad to look at, and she often caught herself watching him.
"i'm doing great, training with tsai is always fun. what about you and master lucian?"
her eyes darted to her master, her target, then back at kovu. "you mean you're... dad?"
"yeah... my dad... but we students can only call them by their designation. even master scaleweaver calls some elders master."
sasha's ears pricked up as she heard scaleweaver's name. she was assigned to gather information on all of the masters. i must make madame darkheart proud... i am worthy... she must see that...
"is... something wrong, sasha?"
she caught herself, "n-no i'm just tired is all... just tired..."
her master lucian came toward her what a fool, he doesnt even know about me... "sasha, i need to speak with you.... alone."
kovu difpped his head and backed away respectfully.
"sasha, come."
she swallowed her pride and said, "yes... master..." and followed him.
once they were outside, lucian turned to her and said, "i know, sasha. i know that darkheart sent u here to gather information on us."
sasha's eyes widened and her mouth dropped. she thought hard how?! how does he know?! this cant be possible....
"i-i dont know what youre talking about, master..."
lucian turned on her with a peircing gaze, and made her wince as he studied her. "there are better ways to lie, youngling... but not to me. ive known for quite some time now."
sasha felt her legs give out beneath her. she sat, looking into the dust, listening incredulously at lucian. "how... how do you know?!?!"
sasha ran forward, clawing at lucian's throat. she was instantly frozen in place, an immensely strong spell holding her legs in place.  "let me go, lucian!"
"its master to you, youngling. and why would i let you go? you just tried to kill me." sasha struggled helplessly against her bonds. she saw lucian mutter something and felt her legs grow suddenly cold. she looked and gasped as ice started to creep up her haunches.
"lucia-master, please let me go... i was only under orders."
lucian chuckled, "how did darkheart get to you?"
"i can't tell you..."
"oh? then let me guess; theres another informant, a higher up in stacra, who told darkheart about you and she arrived, possibly a week before us? she fed you a story of stacra destroying the world and trying to take over the one that they created. she told you that she was only trying to help restore order. am i close?"
sasha felt naked under the gaze of the elder, who saw straight through her act and through her commander's plan. it made her heart quicken and her scales writhe. she felt a sharp pain as the ice crept up and chilled her thighs, creeping steadily upwards. "how... how can you know these things?! darkheart said you wouldnt be able to know... she said that you held her prisoner... that you tortured her... she said that you- you killed my father."
lucian shook his head and wiped something from his face, revealing gruesome scars. "she altered her face to look like mine... look, and know the truth." he placed a claw on her forehead and she gasped as a flood of memories flooded her, darkheart inside lucian's mind, taking over him, taunting him, and forcing him to do terrible things. she heard lucian say, "she tortured me, she held me captive. its true that stacra destroyed the world, but look also;" she saw the corrupt government of old, and their wretched attrocities. "they brought about their own destruction. we created the world you know, but dont wish it to be taken over, we merely want peace...We act as peacekeepers. darkheart seeks to enslave all to do her bidding. and your father died at darkheart's talons, not mine." sasha saw a gruesome scene as lucian tried to save her father.
she felt him withdraw, and felt the magic and ice withdraw from her, the ice's touch fading from her rump. she shivered and crouched low, warming her body.
"sasha, darkheart is a liar... she's been at it for thousands of years." he watched her shiver and said. "come, sit around the fire."
sasha noddded and followed close behind lucian, hiding her vulnerable state.
"i'm sorry, master."
"all will be okay, sasha... all will be fine.."
lucian brought sasha into his study under his wing. he had her sit down in front of the fire and draped a blanket over her. he sat down behind her, looking over the latest reports, waiting for her to speak. after a few minutes she sighed and looked back at lucian, tears forming in her eyes. "is everything you said true? Is darkheart nothing but a deceptionist?"
lucian looked up at her and nodded. "all of it was true. I'm sorry, sasha. darkheart is a gifted deceptionist and many of us have fallen for her tricks.  including me."
sasha turned back and looked into the fire with sad eyes, tears rolling down her cheek. she shuddered and took a shaky breath. lucian came up beside her and placed a comforting paw on her shoulder.
"darkheart forced me to kill my best friend... a she-drake named Clia... in front of her other followers to show that we must be able to turn on anyone to fulfill the mission..."
lucian nodded, "so I had heard... darkheart has become more cruel than ever."
"l-lucian, what can i do to make her pay?"
lucian thought for a while and then shook his head. "let me think more on this, sasha. for now, let no one know that you are an affiliate of darkheart, it could have deadly consequence. you may remain in here if you wish, or you may return to your own quarters. i have some things to attend to."
sasha nodded to him and gasped as everything went still and dimmed, even the fire seemed grey and frozen.
"sasha... you must tell me now, will you work with me?"
she was stunned. "where are you? what do you mean?"
"you want to get back at her, i know how to. but you must tell me if you will work with me."
"i-i will, lucian. but whhy ask now, and in this way?"
"because, there is someone here, that is going to try to kill you. he was listening to us and is going to attack you with magic. ive cast a spell that will give an apearance of death. just let the magic do its stuff and u'll do fine">
"but wait!"
"you must trust me, sasha."
all of a sudden, everything went back to normal, and lucian was gone, she could hear his fading footsteps.
what was that abou- wait! the killer... she kept facing the fire and listened as she had been taught to the clawsteps of the incoming dragon.
"is it true? you're one of them?!"
sasha turned and gasped, flashing him a shocked, innocent look over her shoulder. "what are you talking about, kovu?"
he was angry, and she was struck with fear. "i overheard you and lucian talking. i heard everything."
sasha turned to face him."y-you, heard everything..."
"then you are one of them! i cant beleive it... i cant beleive i trusted you."
kovu stepped forward and sasha's eyes shifted, trying to find a way out. "kovu, i- i can explain."
"you're nothing but a trickster, a deceptress! dont try to talk me out of this."
her heartbeat quickened, stricken with dread. "out of... out of what, kovu?"
he said nothing but uttered the death spell.
sasha let herself go, remembering lucian's spell. but as she did so, she thought about why she was doing this. *to make darkheart suffer...
she heard lucian in her mind. "you'll be going to death-sleep for a while, a few days to make it beleivable. now sleep, sasha... sleep and i will awaken you soon."
"o-okay, master lucian..."
"there is no need to call me master anymore, sasha. from now on, you no longer exist. which is why darkheart will never see you coming. its time... dont worry."
the death-sleep overcame her and she fell to darkness.
   * *
lucian ran downstairs and saw kovu standing over sasha's body. he put on a facade of dread and said, "kovu.... what have you done?!"
kovu looked at lucian angrily. "you were going to harbor a killer... i took care of the problem."
lucian became angry now, "no, you made more problems. you didnt think... you didnt listen. she was willing to help."
kovu snarled at lucian, "i did what needed to be done. I killed her for you, father."
lucian responded quietly, "you killed a helpless dragoness in cold blood. i have no choice but to arrest you for murder, my son." he muttered a binding spell and blocked kovu's magic. he watched kovu struggle for a moment then went to pick up sasha's seemingly lifeless body. he contacted her mentally, saying, "i'm taking your body in to the infirmary, i'll oversee your examination. in 2 days, i will wake you, when i do, be very quiet."
"yes, sir."
sasha's new appearance was stunning, quite different from the black color of her original scales, she now looked like each scale was a glittering saphire, and her horns and underside were now a shimmering silver. sasha was astonished by what lucian had done, he had also changed her voice and form, making her more slender and agile, he altered her voice in such a way that it seemed that she could charm the heart out of a rock. even lucian who had a mate of his own had to keep himself composed. but he was undoubtedly pleased that things were turning out well. lucian had to change everything about her, her eyes now a deep green, her draconic fingerprint being her tail-tip and spine, were changed to furry mane and a slender diamond tip.
she looked at herself in amirror and remarked how mature she looked.
"you may have to be put in certain situations which may have you exploit some... erm... feminine charms."
"so i'll have to...."
"only if you let it go that far. it depends on you. you said that you'd  do anything to get back at darkheart. these matters are up to your own discretion."
she thought long about this. "i want to get back at darkheart... but i also want to keep myself until i'm ready."
lucian thought this over and finally had a eureka moment, "i can make it so that you can remain as you are but still fulfill what is required."
lucian explained that he could put a barrier inside her to keep her cover but still remain pure. sasha nodded, this was a good plan. "this is a bit... different... but you can also seduce your target into a game of blindfold and make him think that such acts were taking place."
sasha smiled but then frowned as she said, "but what if he were to refuse?"
lucian chuckled and said, "as you are now, you should have no problem seducing him." sasha was feeling more confident about her new missions as lucian encouraged her. she felt a bit embarrassed as she exposed herself to lucian as he placed the barrier, but Remembered why she was doing this: to destroy darkheart. "you are no longer sasha. that dragon has died. from now on, you are akira. it is your new name, a clean slate, make it what you want it to be."
lucian gave akira a pack that only she could see, it contained a garment that looked exactly like her scales, but added a bit more to her lower regions, housing an area for a male member.
akira surprised lucian by embracing him. "thank you, for giving me a chance. any others would have killed me. but you saw that i was different and gave me an opportunity."
"there's no need to thank me, akira. everyone deserves a chance. now, theres a secret chamber in my study, inside you'll find your new quarters. theres a door to the outside. use that when you're on  an assignment."
"alright lucian, i'll do my best."
"i know you will, akira. i know you will."
Akira took to a new name and a new lifestyle, she was then called sasha. she took on a quiet lifestyle of study and peace around the stacra. around lucian, she felt more confident, and when he invited her to his study for an assignment, always asked how she was taking to her new tasks. she was completely open with him and often told him the extent of her feelings. he listened and commented every once in a while, but let her do most storytelling. lucian acted as therapist, friend, and father to akira. lucian often sent her to his grandfather's library, where the elder stacra were studying. she went to meditate and to train privately in the ways of the assassin and seductress.
she often saw kovu, scarheart's son and her "killer" around the stacra headquarters. he bore scars on his back and his wings, no doubt as punishment for killing her. she avoided him as much as possible. but couldnt keep away for long.
"sasha, how are you?"
she tried not to use too much of her skills on him, but did her best to play it cool.
"oh, hey kovu. i was just on my way to master lucian's study for a book."
she could see kovu's immediate change as he heard her voice. his tongue lolled and his eyelids drooped slightly. a shiver ran down his body and his wings shuffled. His tail twitched with anticipation. akira played along for a bit, she needed all the practice she could get. "where are you going, kovu?" she said slyly. she walked around him, brushing the tip of her tail against his chin and down his neck. kovu was like clay in her hands. "i-i'm not going a-anywhere sssasha..."
she flashed him a teasing look "oh really?"
someone called her name. "sasha. you're late for your lesson." it was lucian. he wore an unreadable look and waited.
"c-coming master lucian. goodbye kovu." and she ran to lucian's side, following him to the study.
"what were you doing, akira?"
she felt like a little girl doing something wrong, caught by her father. "i-i was
Just practicing, master."
lucian's voice was emanating urgency. "practicing? you practice on targets, not your fellow drakes. i understand wanting to hone your skills, but there is a time for that." he sighed and continued, "just dont let me catch you at it again."
akira looked down at her feet in shame. she snapped back up when lucian chuckled. "good job though, you had him in your claws."
akira smiled and asked, "what's the latest? you didnt call me for a study."
"you're right, i didnt. you're next target: a lieutenant named jackal. he knows about darkheart's inner defenses. do what you can. get as much intel as you can. but be safe. trust no one."
"yes, sir, lucian."
"get some rest, meditate, check your equipment. i dont want you to get hurt."
akira nodded, lucian was being careful, as always. it had been a month since her last assignment and she was nervous. she was always nervous. but lucian gave her strength.
The young sapphire dragoness lay on her back on her bedpad, practicing her best lines and poses. she double and even triple checked her weapons and equipment, cleaning and inspecting every inch. after that she meditated as tsai had shown her. tsai was the combat master and headed the technology division of stacra. he had designed her mating garment, allowing her to remain pure and still complete the mission.
after meditating for a few hours she passed into a calm state, subconsciously going over her assignment: seduce the target and retriece the information. seducing usually meant she had to feign sexual acts. she did so using the mating garment.
akira couldnt fall asleep, something had been buzzing at the back of her mind. she wondered if lucian was awake. she decided it would be best to check. akira tiptoed down the staircase and into the study, where she often heard lucian cry out in frustration at the reports.
Tonight was another of those nights, she could hear lucian 's fire breathing, a way of relaxing for him.
she quietly asked, "lucian? can we... talk?"
he set down a roll of parchment, a report. "of course, akira. come, i'll make tea."
akira sat in front of the small fire and took a small cup of steaming tea. "thanks. somethingss been bothering me, master."
lucian looked inrigued. "oh?"
"yeah... i ...i like kovu..."
"really? i had noticed some things going on, but hadnt been sure. So youve taken a liking to my son."
"yes... but...."
"but what?"
"he killed me...."
"hmmm yes thats right... i see your problem. youre afraid that he'll find out."
"exactly..." akira stared into her tea. "what should i do, lucian?"
"wait. wait for the right moment, then come out with the truth." akira nodded and yawned. she lay down on the floor in front of the fire, letting the fire warm her scales. she soon fell asleep. lucian covered her with a blanket and left, attending to his other duties.
Akira's dreams turned to nightmares. she saw a corridor painted obscurely with blood, and a dark doorway beyond it. behind her was a cliffside, and an abyss below it. it was deep night and only the full moon splayed its eerie light over the dragoness. dark thunderclouds often eclipsed the moon, leaving her to darkness. it began to rain, an unnatural rain, with loud, booming thunderclaps and blinding lightning strikes. something was approaching from the abyss, a dark winged form flew low and fast. akira ran down the bloody corridor, her claws stained crimson. she found the doorway and slammed the door closed as the form smashed into it. akira panted heavily. she couldnt see anything, but could tell that there were windows in the room. akira took a step forward, her claws tapping sharply on the stone. she stopped when she stepped in something warm and wet: blood. a pool of it. a single
bolt of lightning lit the room for a second, but the after-image told enough. it was kovu, and lucian,
Both were dying, blood gushing from numerous wounds. she ran to where they were laying, but found nothing there, only a pool of blood. "k-kovu... lucian..."
she heard a whisper behind her and she whirled around to find Darkheart standing in front of her.
"i see you've been cavorting with the enemy, akira. youve been a naughty dragon."
"no! you are a liar!" akira slashed at her throat, only to have darkheart dissipate into smoke. lightning struck again and she turned back to see darkheart slashing at a falling lucian. kovu came behind them and caught the tip of darkheart's needle pointed tail in his chest, protruding out of his back. he fell next to lucian. the blood began to pool and the 2 dragons coughed up more. they convulsed and fell quiet. "kovu!! lucian!!"
lucian sat next to akira, apparently having a nightmare, she was shaking, and her face was contorted with fear and she whimpered every once in a while. lucian began to shake her awake when she began sweating through
Scales. after a moment, she jumped back and knocked over a stack of books. she was shaking uncontrollably. lucian stepped toward her, "akira, are you okay?" he placed a comforting claw on her shoulder.
she was tense. lucian extended a wing over her and ushered her closer. "come on. tell me what happened."
she explained to him what happened in her dream, towards the end she was crying on lucian's shoulder.
lucian comforted her and said, "the assignment's off. you need a break. you need some time to yourself."
"b-but what about the target?"
"there will be more targets, more opportunities."
akira nodded. they stood there for a while, and akira began to doze off. lucian escorted her up the stairs and into her quarters. he waited for her to fall asleep before leaving.
Akira woke up around noon, after a long dreamless sleep. she stretched her cat-like body and shuffled her wings, feeling a dull throb on her back from her collision with the books. when she looked out the window, she realized how late it was and tiptoed downstairs. lucian sometimes held a class in the study and she waited, listening first before entering. when she heard no noise, she entered the sun-lit room. akira jumped back when she saw tsai waiting for her.
"morning, akira." she looked at tsai, stunned that he knew her real name. she prepared herself for a magical and physical battle. only lucian ever called her by her real name. "don't worry, lucian asked me to accompany you to the waterfalls, he told me it was your favorite spot."
"but why?"
"he's giving you a fortnight to relax. he wants you to take time off. you may go wherever you want, wether here, the library, or the meditation island, lucian has granted permission to all."
akira smiled and nodded. lucian as always was looki
ng out for her. Akira looked out the open window and heard the waterfall calling to her. she inhaled deeply and said, "i'd like some time at the waterfalls."
"to the waterfalls it is."
akira was half submerged in magically heated water, the waterfalls rushing waters creating a massaging vibe around her. she lay her head on the warm banks, content to be massaged by the falls. Tsai had gone back to the base, leaving akira to herself for a while. she let her mind drift and her muscles relax, snoozing the day away. She slowly awoke to a rustling in the bushes near her. she raised sleepy eyes to find a grey wolf sitting in front of her. "hello, brother wolf."
to her surprise the wolf dipped its head in greeting. "you understand me?"
the wolf nodded. akira climbed onto the bank and shook the water from her scales. "come closer, brother wolf." the wolf did as it was asked, stopping a few feet from her. she noticed a rune on the wolf's shoulder. "you... youve been marked!">
The wolf nodded. "by who?"
the wolf raised a claw to the left side of his face, covering the eye. "elder scar?"
the wolf shook its head.
"master.... lucian?"
the wolf nodded, obviously happy. "is that why you're here?"
the wolf nodded again. he tapped the side of his head. "you want me to contact him?"
the wolf dipped his head. akira probed the area for lucian's presence. when she finally found him, she told him what was happening. "he said he'll be here soon."
the wolf nodded and lay down. akira stepped back into the water, warming it with magic. she dozed again until she heard the tell-tale wingbeats of lucian's coming.
Akira looked up and saw both lucian and tsai. Lucian regarded the wolf first, "Atlas, how have you been, old friend?"
the wolf made a series of gestures. lucian nodded. "akira, i see you are enjoying the time off."
she nodded and gave a small smile. "thanks for everything, lucian. it means a lot."
"i know. now rest up, akira. theres plenty of time for talking later."
akira nodded again and closed her eyes. she listened to lucian and tsai's quiet talking as she dozed off, listening to the waterfall.
tsai looked at akira. "she's asleep again."
"good... i dont like keeping things from her but its best for this to be between us. Atlas, your pack-dragons have news about her father, rydon?"
atlas growled an affirmative. lucian sighed, "i wish you could speak directly with us. is he alive?"
atlas growled again. "that is good. do you know where?"
atlas shook his head. tsai spoke, "so all this time, akira's been under the impression that her father is dead?"
"yes.... she wouldve
Try to go off on her own. she'd get killed. i dont know if i could bear it."
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Akira slowly woke up when lucian tapped her horn. "its about time to head back."
she nodded and climbed onto the bank, shaking her scales free of water. they flew from the waterfall to the headquarters just as the sun set. akira felt very awake and asked lucian what she could do til morning. lucian responded, "you can do whatever you wish. feel free to look through my library."
akira spent a few hours reading, various texts about the history of dragons. lucian had late meetings elsewhere and left akira to do whatever she pleased. she soon grew tired of reading and climbed the secret stairway. it linked to her "quarters", the room used only for appearances. her quarters above lucian's study were her personal ones. she looked out the window and into the starlit sky. she opened the hatch to the platform she used for her missions. the night air was cool and welcoming as she took a deep breath. the stars twinkled, beckoning for her to gaze.
Akira accepted, climbing out and lying on her back with her wings spread across the platform, gaze directed toward the billions of shimmering lights above and beyond her. she was surprised by how many voices she heard on the dock below her. it seeemed about twenty or thirty drakes and she-drakes were working. she listened for a moment then returned to her stargazing. she felt calm, at peace when she saw a shadow flying in a jagged line toward the plateau. she sat up, realizing it was a dragon. she contacted tsai mentally, as lucian was off somewhere else. /theres a dragon flying in from the east, he's coming in fast/
no response came but she saw lucian's best friend run onto the platform and wait for the dragon to land. to akira's surprise, it was lucian. he flew right over her, drops of dark crimson hitting her, landing on her wings, her tail, her muzzle. he landed with a loud crash.
she was about to dive after him, but remembered she was supposed to be in her quarters._
She ran down the staircase and into her public room. she heard others in the hallway and ran out, toward the platform. she was stopped by some of the watchguards but tsai allowed her to come. "he's unconscious. he has multiple cuts and it appears that he was shot by a dragonbow."
"a dragonbow?!" the dragonbows were ancient weapons that was mounted to a dragon's tail and required expert marksmanship to use. "where was he going?"
tsai gave her a coded look, "i can't tell you." meaning he would tell her when they were alone. Medics came and took lucian to the infirmary.
tsai said for all youngers to return to their quarters. he gestured for akira to meet him in the study. she dipped her head and returned to the study through her public room. "how is he? where was he going?"
"one question at a time, akira." he sighed, "sit down, this may take a while. lucian as of now is unconscious, but the medics are healing him now. as to where he was going, he went to scout darkheart's location."
"He went where?!"
"he went to find darkheart. apparently he found something. he was conscious enough earlier to tell me we were safe."
a medic came in, a red cross tattooed on her shoulder. "he's going to be fine. he's conscious and will be back on his feet in a few days."
the two breathed a sigh of releif. tsai looked at the medic and asked, "may we see him?"
"of course. follow me." she stepped outside and led the tense dragons to the infirmary.
the were led to a massive chamber where lucian lay curled on a dias. he raised his head slightly before wincing and lying back down.
"welcome both of you. akira, you know you dont need to call me master anymore."
akira remarked at how calm lucian was. he seemed almost giddy, but that was probably an effect of the pain spells.
"lucian, what happened?"
His clouded eye darkened, and akira thought she saw a faint glow in his scars.
"i found an abandoned fortress... i explored it a bit and triggered some traps. thats all.">
"i'm glad nothing else happened." said akira.
"as am i. akira once i have recovered, there will be another mission for you."
"as you wish, lucian. ive had enough time off."
"i figured as much. itll be a few days, but still, be ready."
Akira flew long and hard, her next mission across the globe in north egypt. it was far from the south american rainforests and waterfalls. she spent the past two days practicing her egyptian, sharpening her blades, and examining her equipment. She stopped only once to sleep and releive herself. she breathed a sigh of releif when she saw the tell-tale pyramids of egypt. "i can finally rest."
lucian's intel said that the target usually hung around a dragon tavern called the Silver Ankh. She landed on the outskirts of  town, placing the charm of concealment given to all dragons at birth to hide their true forms from humans. she walked toward the tavern, keeping an eye out for the target. when she saw nothing, she looked up and saw an ankh painted silver with a dragons scale in the middle. there was no door visible to humans. but was clearly visible to her. she stepped inside, and immediately felt every eye lock onto her, gazing at the slender form and seductive curves.>
She stepped up to the bar, a few spots away from the target. in her most vulnerable tone, she asked, "do you have any spare change for a weary traveler?" she touched his tail-tip with hers, beckoning him closer. this tactic made the target feel powerful over a "helpless" sasha.
"how can i help you, darling?" his eyes met hers and she leaned closer, stroking the soft scales of his neck with the back of her claw.
"could you give a lonely girl a good time and a place to stay?" she put her claw on his chest and felt his heart beating rapidly.
"i beleive those can be arranged. you can stay at my place, its not far."
she brushed his cheek with the tip of her muzzle, "then what are we waiting for?" they began their walk to his house, and akira began gathering information.
"what's your name?" akira asked dangerously.
"i'm called nicholas. and whats your name, my devilishly stunning vixen?"
"i'm called sasha. ive traveled a long way from home, i'm sooo tired, but i reeaaly wantt a good time
Tonight. think you can help me out with that?"
nicholas chuckled and replied, "i beleive i can help with that." the dragons engaged in a game, chasing each other around the house. when akira caught nicholas, she blindfolded him, moving quickly and quietly to put on the mating garment. she got into position and let the target have it. though she felt nothing, nicholas was having the time of his life. Akira found that in the moment of a male's ecstacy, his mind and body were most vulnerable. that was usually when she probed the drake's mind for information. she felt his member through the garment, felt how close he was to succumbing to her touch. his body tensed and she thrust one more time, crying out in fake ecstacy. she froze time with a spell and for a breif moment gathered the information from his subconscious. when the spell lost its effect, akira lay on top of nicholas, both of them panting. she looked back to the garment, the
artificial scales slick with sweat and nicholas' seed.
Akira was exhausted. she got up, nicholas' semi-erect member sliding smoothly out of the garment. though they were both about to sleep, she kept the garment on, for as she had found out, her targets often liked morning sex as well. she always felt awkward sleeping with it on, but it was for the mission, so she did anyway. she stumbled forward a few steps, collapsing on the floor next to nicholas. the time spell always took a heavy toll from her. Before she fell asleep, she contacted lucian, "i have the information, target will be terminated in the morning."
"good, theres a side objective if you are willing."
"oh?" lucian's side objectives were always... interesting. usually odd supply runs or contacts.
"I'll explain in the morning. you need to rest."
akira mumbled something and fell into deep sleep.
the bright egyptian sunrise awoke akira, still in the garment. nicholas was still asleep, which made things easier for akira. a quick stab through the heart was all it would take.
She took out the dagger hidden in the garment and stepped toward the target. the dagger's blade shimmered in the morning sunlight. akira placed the tip of the knife over his heart and took a deep breath before plunging it deep into his chest. nicholas' eyes opened and he stared at her incredulously and reached shakily for the dagger. he was a moment from death and akira gave the dying dragon a slight kiss and "i'm sorry it had to be this way."
nicholas whispered, "thank... you..." the dragon went limp and his eyes closed. his last breath was shaky, sickening, pleading. finally, he died and akira removed the dagger. his last words intrigued her, but she pushed it away and contacted lucian.
/lucian, the target has been eliminated. what was the side objective you wanted me to take care of?/
/if you're willing, you need to find someone. her name is Sophia. You'll find her in the tallest building in cairo. when you find her, tell her that the black scale has turned red.>
she'll probably follow you back here. thats fine, just make sure she speaks to me directly./
/can do, lucian. be back in a few days/
akira turned, facing north towards cairo. it would be a five hour flight to the city. she sighed, "more flying... i hope i get a little while to rest once i get back."
"hopefully, yes." akira spun around to face the dragon. to her surprise, it was a handsome looking drake, with dark orange colored scales and muscular physique. he also had a tiger stripe design all over his body.
"who... who are you?"
"i'm an old friend of lucian's, he taught me a few years ago. can we talk on the way? akira isnt it?" she was stupefied. she readied herself for a battle, but the dragon said, "its okay, akira. lucian asked me to find you and follow you back to HQ."
akira contacted lucian. /theres a tiger scaled dragon here... he knows a lot about us. he even knows my name!/
/i see youve met sebastian. though most call him "Tiger"/
"you're called tiger? but your real name is>
Sebastian, isnt it?"
sebastian chickled, "quite right. We should get to cairo. sophia won't be there long."
"who exactly is sophia?"
he grinned and asked, "you don't know?" she shook her head. "then i'll let you find out for yourself."
she pestered him about it all the way out of the city. after that, they told each other how they met lucian. akira was hesitant to reveal her lifestyle, so she kept it to herself. they reached cairo and went to the tallest building, but found no one there. they waited until the sun began to set.
"you think we should head to base, akira? lucian is expecting us in a few days."
akira thought for a moment, then decided, "let's wait a little longer, lucian said she'd be here."
they were startled by a dragoness's voice behind them. "so, its time? has the black scale turned red?"
"sophia? yes the scale has turned."
the dragoness stepped into the light and revealed herself to be a sapphire blue noble from the old families.
sophia chuckled, "we better get>
Moving, i havent seen my mate in a long time."
"you're lucian's... mate?"
"mhm. let's get moving, shall we?"
Akira, sebastian and sophia flew back to the jungles of south america, they were met by 2 medium sized dragons who escorted them straight to lucian's study. lucian looked rough and ecstatic at the same time.
lucian stepped toward sophia and kissed her lovingly, as if they hadnt seen each other in a long time.
sebastian looked at akira with a raised eyebrow and a lopsided grin. akira giggled a little, "whatch yourself, tiger boy. this kitten flirts back."
sebastian chuckled, "so i've heard, but does this kitten have a mate?" his voice sent a warm tingle through her body. he played at her level, at her game. he had immense will and restraint and could read her like only lucian could.
"no. but i'm always looking." she touched him with her tail, "what about you, does the big bad tiger have a mate?"
he purred a little, "why no i don't, but like you, i am always looking." he looked her in the eyes and akira felt a weakness in her tingling muscles. lucian and sophia were watching things play out and he whispered to her, "he's the only dragon i know that can play her game as well as she can. look how her wings are shaking, she likes him, but doesnt want him to know... yet... she'll try to play her way out and try to get him in her clutches."
sure enough, she did. now sebastian was feeling as she was, weak and tingly. he fumbled a little and akira smiled, and sebastian followed with a week grin. he looked nervous, then surprised as akira kissed him. she had surprised all of them. sebastian's wings fell to his side and his eyes closed as he kissed her back letting his long tongue wrap around hers playfully. sophia looked from them to lucian, who had a soft smile on his face. "i'm just as surprised as you. they only met a few days ago." sophia grinned and whispered something into lucian's ear. he grinned and blinked a few times, "i definitely wasnt expecting that."
akira and sebastian pulled away slowly, enjoying the touch of the other's tongues on their own. to each of them, they knew that the other was their soulmate. they had completely forgotten about lucian and sophia.
akira and sebastian looked nervously at the masters.
lucian spoke to akira mentally, "is he the one for you?" she nodded.
sophia asked the same to sebastian and he nodded.
lucian said, "well, sebastian, i was going to give you a room to yourself. but it looks like youve found your own. akira, don't be too rough with him."
the couple grinned and lucian dismissed them, turning to his own mate as they left. "to the room, my dear?"
sophia closed the door with magic and tackled lucian pinning him to the floor. he looked up at her and she said, "how about right here?"
lucian leaned up and kissed her, blowing out the lights.
Akira led sebastian up the spiral staircase to her private quarters, the lovers moon shining white through the skylight. he nipped at her tail and she batted at him playfully. sebastian caught her and layed her down on her back with a deep kiss. she gasped as she felt something touch her nether regions. she looked and saw sebastian's ready member poised and waiting. her heart was racing along with his and he wrapped his wings over her. their tails intertwined and she nodded. sebastian kissed her again and she gasped as she found her mate.
sophia lay on top of lucian, his member still inside her. they kissed passionately and lucian felt an urge come over him. sophia gasped and asked, "again?"
he spoke in old draconic, "i have missed you my love, and the lovers moon is high."
she growled softly, "so it is, my dear."
akira woke up wrapped in sebastian's arms, his wings draped over her. she tapped him awake and they went down to the study where they found lucian and sophia asleep,
Wrapped in a warm embrace. lucian woke lucian while akira woke sophia. the masters blushed as they realized they were exposed.
lucian asked, "then you are mated?"
they both nodded. "we are."
the masters dipped their heads, "congradulations. would you like to make a public announcement?"
the couple talked it over, considering pros and cons, and decided to make an announcement.
it was decided to perform the ritual after the couple had bathed and prepared. akira and sebastian flew to the waterfall and bathed in magically warmed water. the masters arrived and split into pairs, lucian with sebastian and sophia with akira. sophia lavished akira with perfumes and putting flowers in her mane. lucian helped sebastian polish his scales, bringing out the deep black of the stripes. both akira and sebastian got their horns and teeth cleaned, and were given a gold and onyx ring to exchange. the rings were made to be placed on the others horn.
there was an hour until the ceremony was to begin and
The masters were giving advice to the couple as well as telling them the proceedings for the ceremony. when the pairs finally saw each other, sebastian's jaw dropped. "a-akira you look stunning..."
"you look so handsome..."
they stood there for a second, looking intently into each other's eyes.
tsai came up to them and said, "its time." he had become the preacher for the headquarters and presided over funerals and the proclomations of marriage. there was an altar set up at the front of the ceremonial hall, where all of the dragons had been summoned. akira and sebastian stood on opposite sides of tsai, looking out at the crowd. on que, the harpist began playing and the two stepped forward and faced each other.
sebastian asked, "are you ready?"
"oh yes. my dear."
tsai began: "dragons all, we are gathered here this morning to witness the becoming of one soul by two entities in a binding marriage.
As tsai finished and the rings were placed, lucian felt a dark energy from the crowd. there was a strong evil being born in the heart of one of the gathered. lucian could not pinpoint just yet who was turning, but as the crowd rose and started cheering, he looked for the one that glared at the couple in hatred: kovu, lucian's son. kovu muttered something and then froze, captured by something. from the rear of the hall came a large red dragon; it was scar, he had come all this way to see these two wed. the collective crowd turned and gasped, taking their seats and watching. kovu was the only one still up. "down boy." and kovu was forced to sit. scar continued up the aisle and stood in front of the newlyweds. he raised a claw and touched it to akira's neck where a silver necklace appeared. he did the same to sebastian and a black necklace appeared. "these are enchanted, they will protect
you from most magics and weapons."
both dipped their heads in thanks. finally he touched both of them on their left forearm where identical bands appeared. "these can hold enormous stores of energy, and can also link you to your mate at even extreme distances."
"thank you, grandmaster."
he turned and a shower of flower petals rained down on all of them signaling that the wedding was done. everyone but kovu cheered and the couple ran down the aisle followed by lucian and sophia. "its time for the lovers flight. circle around the compound twice and then return to my study."
the dragons flew, chasing each other in a game of tag, swooping upwrds and diving backwards, pulling out and hovering onto the landing bay. they walked back to lucian's study and found the masters waiting, all of them; tsai, ulrich, lucian, scar and others. lucian looked at his grandfather and sighed, "akira, sebastian, theres bad news. it seems youve made an enemy."
the couple looked at them oddly. "what do you mean?"
"kovu has disappeared. he was angered that you two became mates. no doubtedly he had feelings for you akira. and now it seems he has a personal vendetta against you, sebastian."
sebastian sat down, trying to take all of this in. "i- i don't even know him. i've never met him. apparently he's important but who is he? you guys obviously know who he is."
the masters collectively looked at lucian, who looked solemn. "kovu.... kovu is my son. he was sophia and my firstborn."
"your... your son?"
"yes... he's always been somewhat troubled... he was quick tempered and hot-headed. he was under the impression that he killed your mate. he has the scar's from his punishment, but it was for the greater good. we had to make it seem like akira was dead so she could fullfil her missions wuithout darkheart getting suspicious. i had to change everything about her. the woman you love isn't who she used to be."
sebastian turned to akira, "is this true? this is't the real you?"
akira placed a tender claw to sebastian's cheek. "this is me, this is who i am. the dragon i once wasis gone, and i'm glad. i was lost and confused. i tried to kill lucian... i killed for darkheart and i enjoyed it. that's not who i am anymore. i'm sorry that ive gotten you into this. dear, but we can overcome this... together."
sebastian placed his claw on her cheek, "i know we can. we can get through anything."
lucian and the other masters gathered around the couple and placed gave their blessings to the newlyweds, echantments, spells, advice.  finally, once each had given their blessing, the masters left, leaving only akira, sebastian, lucian, sophia and tsai.

2 days later

akira arched her neck as a breeze blew softly through the room, bringing sebastian's warm, musky scent to her. her whole body shivered in delight and  nuzzled him gently. "you smell wonderful, sebastian."
his body tingled as the same breeze brought him the sweet perfumed smell of his mate. he rolled over on the bed, putting him nose to nose with her. he scratched the soft scales under her chin and she purred. she kissed him for a while until lucian knocked on their door. the couple sat up and called him in. he looked tired, ragged, distant. he had looked this way since kovu disappeared. the new mates had been sympathetic to lucian and helped in any way they could. "any luck, lucian?"
lucian sighed and leaned against the wall. "none. he's gone. most likely to darkheart." in his tiredness, lucian looked young, it showed that he was vulnerable and worried. he was in a weakened state and could hardly stand. "lucian, you need to rest. be with your mate, relax a little."
lucian nodded, "yeah
i do need some rest. sophia has been getting after me to do so. i'm going to take her to the waterfalls and then rest up for a day or two. until then, you guys take over my class with sophia. she'll take you through it."
"sounds good."
lucian left with a tired goodbye and the couple returned to their romancing. they engaged in a game, the blindfold game that akira usually used on her targets. akira had a few seconds to hide and sebastian had to find her in 3 minutes. his reward if he found her: she would please him however he wished. but if he did not find her, he would please her. akira's heart raced and a sly grin crept across her face as sebastian crept closer and closer to her, she held her breath as he crept less than a foot from her tail. he was less than an inch away from her belly and she backed against the wall. her mate sniffed once and licked her, sending a tingle down her spine. "i have found you, dear akira. and its time for my reward."
akira untied the blindfold and
kissed him, leading him backwards to the bed. once they felt the padded bed behind them, they lay down and akira rewarded sebastian. sweat covered their scales, both panted and rewarded

1 hour later

The couple lay panting, covered in sweat and sebastian's seed. even as they panted, the reward had not yet been fulfilled. even as he thrust his shaft inside the cleft of her body, she countered with thrusts of her own, sending agonizingly pleasing jolts of energy into both of their bodies. with each thrust, a moan of ecstasy escaped akira's open maw and a low growl from sebastian. akira felt her body begin to tense as the climax came, just before sebastian's body arched and his muscles tensed. the release was so great that akira cried out in delight. she felt the seed overflowing inside her and spilling onto her mate and the bed. it made a soft squishing noise as they pressed together. akira thought that it was over, but to her surprise, sebastian kept thrusting. this caught her off guard and she came again, more energetic than the last. the electrifying spasms pulsed inside her for a
few moments, spilling more of her juices which mixed with his. sebastian wasnt finished. he thrust,
Again and again, building his own climax. she felt both of them tense, both of them rigid and waiting for the final thrust. when it came, both cried out amorously and stained the bed with their juices, which had long since overflowed. both lay quivering against each other, sebastian's semi erect shaft still throbbing inside akira's ventrality. akira collapsed on top of sebastian, exhausted from the climaxes. once she regained some strength, she lifted herself up, letting his shaft slide out. she dripped more liquids, both of them still very wet. she looked down at the heaving body of her lover and the puddle wet sheets he lay on. still panting, she said, "we're going to need neew sheets."
he laughed weakly, "no kidding. that was one hell of a reward."
the room smelled of sex and sweat.

The couple was getting up as sophia knocked. akira turned to sebastian who still had his member out, "put that away, hun." he used his will and forced it back into his body.
he looked under her tail and chuckled, "and what about you, dear? youre still out." he teased her by licking the exposed flesh once. she jumped, giggling, "not now, sebastian!" she forced herself to close, her parts away from sebastian's teasing tongue.
sophia was waiting patiently at the door. she smelled what had transpired and said, "quite a wild time i see, well, its customary for the newlyweds to go on honeymoon right about now, but with lucian out on leave, it looks like it'll have to wait."
"thats fine, sophia. we'll be glad to fill in for master lucian." sebastian filled in for lucian's flight class as substitute master.

the dragons had free reign over the skies since the humans went underground. some dragons went along with them to keep tabs on them and usually reported every month or so. sebastian's
Job was to take thee recon class and gather the reports. it would take 3 days to gather them from the posts. akira and sophia were training the fighters and the quards. akira and sebastian hated to leave each other, but had a duty to fulfill. when they got back together, they immediately went on honeymoon, traveling to the sandy beaches of former venezuela.
Kovu pounded furiously on the door of darkheart's citadel. it had been built into the side of a mountain and at this time of year, the blizzards were blinding and disorienting. kovu's deep red scales stood out among the white and his sight was fading as the hypothermia started kicking in. he never noticed the 3 white sentries following him. they let him suffer as they were warmed by the furs they wore. they watched him shiver and let him collapse unconscious before dragging him inside. the sentries were female, like most of darkheart's students. they had been deprived of male contact and set about searching him, probing him and exploring his body. they went about this for a while until darkheart appeared from a wiff of smoke. she wore dark black furs and purple silks. the sentries were off duty and went to their quarters, murmuring about this handsome young drake they found. darkheart
called her advisor to her side and the two set to waking the unconscious dragon.
His eyes fluttered open after a spell murmured from the advisor. he stood at attention, only to crouch in embarrasment as he realized that his member was in plain view. darkheart said, "do not worry, young dragon. it was those naughty sentries that woke your sleeping member." kovu stood again as the 2 examined him. they noted his muscular physique and his strong wings. "your name is kovu, you are dear lucian's firstborn."
kovu stared at his claws, "i-i am. i left his compound because... because..."
darkheart leaned forward and whispered, "because of a dragoness, am i right?"
Kovu stuttered, "y-yes. i loved her.. but apparently she didnt love me the same way; she mated and is now wed. there is nothing left for me there."
darkheart was intrigued, "really? and you think we can reform the poisoned mind of one of lucian's teachings?"
kovu was willing to go through anything. "i have dispatched one of your own in the past. a spy named sasha."
darkheart turned on him, razor sharp claws at his
Throat. "you! you killed her! the pride of the citadel... killed by a mere apprentice. no doubt you used strong magics."
"aye. i did. though they were afterwards wiped from my memory and i was whipped a total of two hundred times."
darkheart did not seem impressed. "if you had been in my citadel, you'd have been whipped a thousand times. each scale would have born dozens of scars, if you had any left. we will reform you. but i warn you, i will be twice as punishing to you as you are lucian's only male heir and because of the death of mine finest student. your first test: find your own quarters. i care not whom you are quartered with, so long as any misdoings solve themselves. if you can manage to find room, then we will train you. you must work hard to find a male quarter, but you must work harder to aquire a female's quartering."
"i care not what transpires. if anything were to happen, either you have fought well, or she has allowed you. now go, you have one day."
Kovu spent the next few hours in the cold corridors asking for room. most wouldnt open up, but some listened, though unwilling to give up part of the room. toward nightfall, the corridors began to gather ice. kovu found it harder to move and even stay awake. he knocked lightly on the last door and fell at the dragoness's feet. she looked at him with sympathy "and who might you be?"
weakly, he replied, "i'm... kovu... i'm... looking for a place to stay..."
this dragoness was sympathetic and brought him in, covering him with a blanket. "thank you..."
"i'm leiks, you're the drake that the 3 Whites found. they say you've got quite a body."
kovu's heart raced and he backed against the wall as he realized where she was going. "well, i-ive..." he was cut off as she kissed him.
"show me, please." she rubbed against him softly, tingles going through his body. he felt compelled to give himself to her, and did. on that night, he mated with his new companion. though darkheart did not care for it Kovu felt that he and leiks should be wed. the next day, they were. it wasnt much of a wedding, but it was a wedding nonetheless. only darkheart and her advisor were present.
from then on, he and leiks would train together, live together, fight together.
"kovu, what did darkheart want?" leiks lay seductively on the bed, waiting for kovu. he smiled and lay down next to her.
"we have a mission. we need to see the advisor before we leave. we are to gather information on an assassin. we don't know who he is or what he looks like. so we have to be on our guard."
leiks nodded and got on top of kovu. "when do we leave?"

Akira woke up in a cold sweat. she had seen kovu with a she-drake, interrogating one of her contacts. her contact was on the brink of death, and she still said nothing. akira had seen the contact die for her. "hun, whats wrong?"
akira got up, "its kovu. he's killed one of my contacts."
sebastian got up after her, "how do you know?"
akira looked over her shoulder at him, a tear in her eye. "i saw it in a dream... he tortured her."
sebastian embraced her as she cried. the contact had been one of her closest friends. "we'll find him."

Kovu struggled to stand as darkheart's advisor wiped the blood from her whip. "you were only to interrogate her, not kill her. be thankful Her Mistress finds your skills worthy, otherwise you would not be standing at all!" she turned to leiks who was being held back by the 3 whites. "your turn, dear leiks. let her loose."
the 3 whites pushed her into the circle. the advisor raised her whip and swung once. kovu wiped the blood from his eyes and grabbed the whip. "stop. take it out on me."
the advisor growled and raised the whip again. "wait, keha. lets take him up on that offer. leiks, you will deliver the punishment."
keha glared but handed over the whip. "how-how many?"
darkheart smirked and replied, "two hundred and fifty lashes."

leiks carried kovu to their quarters, blood trailing behind them. leiks was crying as she set kovu on the bed. "kovu... kovu..."
"leiks... i- i can't move leiks..."
"you don't have much energy left, my sweet. and you lost a lot of blood."
leiks tended to
Her mate's wounds, saying, "please, we can't keep going through this. lets go to your father."
"no! i can't go back... my father... he won't accept me..."
leiks looked him in the eyes and said, "yes he will, kovu. just give him a chance."
kovu looked tenderly at his wife, "alright... next chance we get, we're leaving."
leiks smiled, "thank you, kovu."
kovu could barely fly, and leiks had to guide him. they flew for a whole day and night, until they saw the rainforest cliffside of the stacra. they were met by a few guardians who recognized kovu and beckoned him in. the first to see the two was lucian and sophia. "son! you've come back!"
"i-i am, father." leiks stayed at the back of the study, keeping quiet until all had gathered. the last to arrive was akira and sebastian. "brother, it has been a while."

this is a book i'm still writing.
Chaus V Apr 2013

I wake as your  friend                                     You wake as my lover
I speak as your lover                                       You speak as my friend
I act as your possession                                   You are my possesion
I rebel as your cover                                        A means to an end
I hurt for your compassion                             You live for my acceptance
I injure for your respect                                  Though it's never been withheld
I confide for your emotion                              You crave my direction
I give and you collect                                      Never will you rebel

This is madness                                               This is Sparta
This is insanity                                                This is the price of exellence
I can't be everything for you                          I am your everything
You can't be everything for me                     I am magnificence
You treat everyone the same                         I am fair and righteous
As a friend, yet as a lover                              And yet you seek more
And it's a cruel, cruel game                          Dare you grow capricious
From your twisted love, no one recovers     You'll become one I abhor

I am done                                                       You are confused
(I am never done)                                          And I will not calm you
I am sick                                                        As I am amused
(But I'm not tired)                                         As I drop little clues  
I will run                                                        You'l­l never leave me
(I won't run)                                                  But I'll abandon you
Because I love you                                        You'll always need me
(A better word is 'desire')                             And I'll never need you

Let me go!                                                    My grip is vice-like
(But you're not holding me)                       I'm not ready to let you go
Bring me back!                                            If I lose you, 'my dear'
(But I never left)                                          I must find yet another 'beau'
Love me only!                                             And I've not the time to put effort
(But you love equally)                               In little minions like you
Push me away!                                          I've not a care to give for
(Or bridge this rift)                                    You insects I never knew

Please, disappear                                       I am your torture
One day you'll understand                      But I am your salvation
That the twisted way you love                 I am your executioner
Could coax death from any human        And I am your redemption
Please, disappear!                                     You'll wish me dead forever
Though I'll weep when you're gone        You'll wish me dead I know
I know sanity will return                          And you'll wish yourself deader
And I'll eventually move on.                    When away I finally go

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