5 comments/ 15484 views/ 18 favorites Dragon Heart Ch. 01 By: Asilah_Katavol The dragon; a creature of unmatched fierceness, greed and cunning. Many have lost their lives in the hunt for these ancient beings, but this does little to deter those of stout heart and thick head, such as the person featured in the following tale. First steps. A lone figure could be seen steadily trudging up a path of messily hewn, orange rock that formed between two flawlessly smooth, icy blue wave-like structures that almost obliterated any sign of the melancholy grey sky overhead. Draped in heavy unisex steel armour with rounded joints, a flat torso, spiked shoes and a helmet that looks like little more than a large thumbtack with a slit stabbed for the eyes. The figure would continue its trudging pace for another three hours with only the sound of metal grating rock for company, before abruptly stopping before a small indentation in the smooth walls, raising an armoured left hand to push the helmet back, letting it hang by a clasp attached to the back of her armour, and it was definitely a her-with long fiery orange hair tucked into the back of her armour and pulled back from a distinctly feminine, ivory skinned face set with strong, curving cheekbones and a slender jawline she left all the impression of an angry lioness as her piercing green eyes glared at runic markings in the wall, her pouty lips thinned out in a grimace that betrayed a deep loathing for what would come next. Domain of the beast. Without pulling her helm back up she pressed the flat of her right hand against the runic carvings, letting a soft heat envelop her arm before erupting at her fingertips with a soft sizzling sound that melted away the carvings and caused the crystal-like substance to shimmer slightly, slowly fading off like fog in a strong wind until all that stood in her way was a dark, cavernous hole that spewed out a scent-less hot steam that plastered her hair to her face and gave her ivory skin a damp sheen. With a heaving sigh she flicks her helm back on and begins to walk with a cautious gait into the cavern, her right hand hugging the hot, damp wall whilst her left juts out in front of her, small sparks escaping the ends of her armoured fingers to bundle into her palm like an ever shifting electric flower, casting almost no luminescence but giving the Battle Mage a sense of confidence... A sense of confidence that is abruptly stricken from her as the ground collapses under her, eliciting a high pitched shriek to escape her throat whilst the sparking flower in her hand vanishes. She's cast into impenetrable darkness-not that it mattered much for her eyes were squeezed tight with the expectation of a hard landing, that came true faster than she had imagined as she lands on her chest with a loud thud that echoes through the underground cavern, luckily her magickally reinforced armour had shielded her from the blow, leaving her with little more than a light headache, and even that disappears as her eyes adjust to the dim lighting. She was surrounded by a variable treasure trove, pushed to the sides of the roughly carved, orange hued rectangular room were various golden coins from different nations, large gilded cups, numerous swords of the finest quality and more than a fair speckling of precious gems. She pushed herself up slowly with a soft groan, more from the greed overtaking her soul than the fact she had easily fallen two stories to reach her current destination. She remained on her hands and knees, too stunned to push her visor back.. An act she would regret not doing earlier as a sudden, and vicious ringing began echoing throughout her helm, she could only assume something had struck her and when she pulls the helmet off roughly with a shaking right hand she's proven right. Standing over the rattled Battle Mage was a woman, at an easy 6 and a half feet tall she would of dwarfed most males back in her village, and when that fact was coupled with her perky D cup breasts with small pink nipples, delicately angled facial features, full pink lips and flawless white skin that held a fiery flush throughout-well, she was a knockout.. That was, she would be if not for the fact that only her chest, neck, face and the inner of her thighs and biceps weren't coated in fine, reddish brown scales, but the scales didn't hold the Mages attentions, nor did her black, curved talons decorating her slender fingers, nor even the small backward curving horns or large folded wings behind her back, or even the heavily muscled scaled tail swishing violently behind her. Nope, the Mages attention was pretty much centred on the other tail that was hanging limp between her thighs, the tip already brushing against her scaled knees. Ignoring the unexpected cock, and before the Dragoness could strike her again she rolled onto her back and kicked herself onto her feet, instantly following through with a heavy punch directed to the Dragoness's solar plexus. The punch was easily deflected by a casual swipe of the Dragoness's tail, the movement followed through by a punch of her own that landed cleanly on the side of the Mages head, causing her to fall over sideways. The hit heightened her headache and caused a hot anger to well up inside her, followed abruptly by a sparking heat that hit the armour around her, bouncing back into her frame to be magnified in the next burst. She directed this energy to her left arm, causing it to tingle and burn unpleasantly as she twisted in her fall, pushing herself off with her right foot and lunging towards the Dragoness her left arm swung in a sideways arc. The Dragoness easily jumped out of the way, an act the Mage was hoping for. Twisting her hand towards her chest she used her right hand to release a clasp in her elbow joint, letting the metal fall to the ground with a crash whilst a burst of blue and purple sparks erupted from the hole like a thousand tiny needles, the sparks hit the soft flesh of the Dragoness's stomach but did little more than crease soft flesh upon impact. The Dragoness's return strike was more successful, with a bound that launched her over the lunging Battle Mage she thrust her right hand down in a vicious downward swipe, leaving the back of the Mages armour in tatters. The Mage would respond by hitting the ground heavily, her torso now freed of the heavy metal, she lithely rolls onto her back and onto her feet, the motion revealing sweat streaked skin a touch lighter than her face decorated by hand filling B cups with perky nipple. The lack of upper garments didn't seem to faze the Mage as she launched forwards with a series of rapid jabs directed to the Dragoness's stomach. But it definitely seemed to have an effect on the Dragoness, even as she ducked and weaved effortlessly her eyes were drawn like magnets to the intruders breasts, her cock reacting by thickening slowly, the exertion of the fight hindering its progress slightly. The Dragoness suddenly rises up from a low dodge, her horns hitting the Mages solar plexus with enough force to send her a few feet into the air before landing on her ass with a loud "oof!" The wind knocked out of her and her senses clouded, she didn't see the Dragoness as she leapt forwards and neatly rapped her knuckles against the side of the Mages head, knocking her out. An unorthodox finishing move. The first thing she would notice as she came to was a pale light behind her closed lids, the second would be a distinct weakening of her limbs that coaxed her into slowly opening her eyes. She was lying spread eagled on her back on the floor of a smoothly cut, grey rock room that seemed of no import beyond the glowing blue jewels that coated the roof in the pattern of a blooming rose. She groaned at this and rolled onto her stomach, her limbs heavy and her thoughts moving sluggishly. So I'm still underground... In a room with a magick seal on the roof and a human dragon hybrid nearby. Hoorah. She slowly pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, the act allowing her to notice for the first time that she was now completely devoid of armour, her long shaved legs and her similarly shaved pussy exposed to the cold air, this fact seemed to do little more than aggravate her, coaxing her into rising onto wobbly legs.. And falling down flat on her ass as she finally notices the Dragoness standing in the far corner of the room, her tail curled lightly around her left thigh whilst her right hand was resting above her crotch, a scaled index finger slowly sliding along the growing hardness of her cock. She feebly tries to back away as the Dragoness begins taking slow, measured strides towards her, her right hand lowering to cup the smooth orbs of her tennis ball sized balls in her hand, the act coaxing her cock to grow even larger, standing at least 14 inches long and two wide in its erect state it caused the Mage to cringe inwardly, the last remaining vestiges of her strength fast fading. The Dragoness's lips quirk up into a mocking smile as her left hand roughly tangles through the Mages hair, forcing her head close to her almost erect cock, the Mage in return squirmed weakly, her hands gripping the scaled flesh of her captors wrists loosely whilst the thick animalistic musk of the Dragoness filled her senses and caused her mouth to water, despite the fact every rational part of her brain was screaming in protest, even if all that escaped her was a pitiful whimpering. A whimpering that grew louder as the hot shaft of the Dragoness's cock was pressed against the left side of her face, the veins noticeably throbbing under the velvety skin. Despite her mental protests the Mages arousal was slowly growing, the cock in front of her was easily the largest she had ever seen and its smell was like nothing she had ever imagined, animalistic yet distinctly human and tinged with sweet spices that caused her stomach to tighten and thighs to quiver. These facts slowly ceased her mental protests as the thick shaft was rubbed against her face, causing her to do little more than open her mouth weakly at the feel of the spongy head sliding down her forehead and left cheek. Her head was forcibly tilted back by the Dragoness's grip in her hair, forcing her to stare up into the beautiful face of her captor even as she felt the thick tip forcing her jaws to spread painfully wide. An intriguing taste fills her mouth, tasting simultaneously spicy yet strikingly sweet and oddly salty. The taste over-rides the smell and causes her head to spin, her thoughts only able to centre after a particularly hard yank of her hair that forces her head up and her eyes to be locked onto the neatly trimmed hairs at the base of the cock in her mouth. "Suck, now." The voice was from the Dragoness, it was distinctly feminine and laced with a threatening undertone that argued no hesitation from the Mage despite the surprise her speech caused. She begins suckling rhythmically on the tip of the cock inside her mouth, her tongue swirling against the tip before curling around the shaft and teasing the underside of the thick tool as the Dragoness begins to force her head down. The Dragoness pauses for only a moment as the tip hits the entrance of her tight throat, the motion coaxing a small gagging sound to escape the Mage. The soft sound is abruptly followed by loud gagging and choking noises as she feels her head pushed down violently, the thick cock visibly stretching out her tight throat. The gagging and choking noises grow in intensity as the Dragoness begins pumping her hips into the Mages throat, the motions coating the thick shaft in a shiny layer of saliva in the process. This continues for almost five minutes, the Mages tongue wrapping around and stroking the shaft whilst in return the Dragoness thrusts harder and faster into her throat, using it as little more than a warm sex toy. At the end of the five minutes the Mage feels her hair being pulled roughly and her nose brushing against the trimmed pubic hair of the Dragoness's crotch as the Dragoness tightens her grip and thrusts forwards, hilting herself inside the Mages throat for little over a second before filling her stomach directly with burning hot, thick cum. The Mage lets out a muffled moan against the cock in her mouth at the oddly pleasant feeling of being filled, she regrets the moan a few moments later though as she feels her vision darkening, her air cut off around the massive, cumming cock. Almost a minute would pass before she feels the cock sliding out of her throat and the hand tangled through her hair loosen. The end effect of this causes her to land heavily onto the hard ground, her chest heaving with panting breaths and her stomach filled to the point of bloating as the hot cum churns uncomfortably inside her. Her reprieve is short lived however as the Dragoness kneels over her face, the giant tool almost pressing against her lips as it drips a mixture of saliva and hot cum over the Mages face. This coaxes out a humiliated groan at the new position from the Mage before she sticks out her tongue to lap at the underside of the Dragoness's tool, hoping to keep her captor happy until her powers return. The licks coax soft moans from the Dragoness, urging a response the Mage was dreading. With a single lithe motion her hands are pressed against the Mages shoulders, using them as a balance point so she can swing herself between the Mages legs. The Mage lets out an involuntary moan at the feeling of the Dragoness's left hand lowering to squeeze her right breast roughly, the scaled fingers digging into the flesh, kneading it in slow massaging motions whilst the talons leave light red markings along her ivory flesh. The pleasure of this had lowered her guard enough for the Dragoness to slide the back of her right hand lightly down her dampened nether lips, coaxing yet another moan from the Mages mouth as her legs spread instinctually, her eyes closed tight and arms held out in an effort to grip the rock beneath her. The Dragoness presses her assault; leaning over the moaning Mage she closes her lips over her perky left nipple, teasing the flesh lightly before letting her tongue flick against the tip of it. Whilst she's doing this her left hand begins to massage and roll the Mages right breast with the palm of her hand, the combination of pleasures causing the Mage to writhe slightly whilst louder moans escape her throat. The moans don't cease even as the Dragoness shifts her right hand to let her saliva and cum covered cock rub against the puffed up and damp pussy lips of the Mage. On the contrary her moaning becomes almost constant with her heavy breathing despite the fact her hands shift to press against the Dragoness's shoulder, half-heartedly trying to push her away. In response to the Mages protests the Dragoness slides her hips back, coating the Mages pussy in her cooling cum (the saliva having already been rubbed off to coat the Mages face, lower stomach and pussy) and letting the tip press against her delicate slit in the process. This coaxes a soft whimper to escape the Mage moments before it turns into a low moan, her fingers now digging into the Dragoness's shoulders as her breasts are fondled and her pussy spreads wide over the Dragoness's cock, letting it slip easily within her slick folds. The Dragoness doesn't waste any time being gentle after the initial penetration, instead she straightens up over the Mage, her hands resting on the others stomach to keep her down whilst she begins to slowly slide her cock out of the Mages pussy to the tip before slamming it back in hard. She repeats this process for over a minute with hardening thrusts, the Mages small frame bouncing under her as her fingers dig uselessly into the hard rock and loud, pain tinged moans escape her throat. A heightening of pleasure rises in the Dragoness's stomach, warning her of her impending orgasm and coaxing her into shifting her hands to rest on the bottom of the Mages thighs. Lifting the Mages hips up so she can thrust harder and faster into her violated pussy. In return the Mage wraps her legs tightly around the Dragoness's waist, stopping her body from bouncing as her inner depths squeeze and milk her cock as she thrusts mercilessly into her small frame. Her own orgasm rises quickly through her before the Dragoness's, she screams out in ecstasy, her back arching whilst her head tilts back, nudging into the rocky ground. Partway through the Mages orgasm The Dragoness lets out a soft growl and hilts herself within her pussy, her cock thickening before pumping rope after rope of thick, scalding hot cum into her, filling her pussy and womb to the point that the Mage looks almost pregnant, thick streams of cum mixed with feminine juices leaking onto the floor under their forms. Their joint orgasm goes on for almost ten minutes before the Dragoness collapses on top of the Mage, her hands loosely wrapping under the smaller woman's head. In return to this the Mage blushes a dark crimson and rolls out from under the collapsed Dragoness, the motion causing her claws to rake down her left cheek, leaving three thin scratches that slowly leak a thin, sanguine trail down her jawline and the left side of her neck. The Mage doesn't seem to notice this as she straightens up and raises her right hand to comb her fingers through her tangled and partially cum-coated hair. With a soft sigh she kneels down by the Dragoness and carefully tugs out three large scales just above her ass. Then with a movement born of lethargy due to the magic seal above her coupled with her cum filled stomach and womb she begins waddling down a small pathway set in the wall. All caution is gone as she follows her instincts to the upper levels and begins her long walk home, pussy still dripping hot dragon cum and armour still missing-one last thought crosses her mind before she leaves the dark cavern. If Mistress doesn't like these scales she's "slaying" the next dragon herself... Dragon Heart Ch. 01 "This story begins in the middle of a conflict. One that is not easily explained until we go back to the very beginning. Before there were people, the world was created by six immortal beings. Each of these beings were in control of a very specific element. The six elements were as follows: Fire, Ice/Water, Earth, Wind, Lightning, and Metal with Fire and Ice being at the very top. The people that now live on this planet called them gods. However, they were and are much greater than that. We are referred to as Drakkons. A drakkon is a dragon elemental that is immortal and can either appear as human or dragon at any given time. My name is Raja and I am the lightning drakkon. I will bring you up to date on our story." "Centuries ago, all the drakkons were at peace along with the rest of the world. We watched the humans during their squabbles and interfered if needed, but for the most part, we let them be. And throughout that time, all was as it should be. However, one day it all changed." "As I stated before, the fire and ice/water drakkons were typically the leaders of all the drakkons. The rest of us looked to them for guidance. Hadyn was and still is very hot-headed whereas Neva was very calm and can typically calm the spirits of anyone she came into contact with. The earth drakkon, Zaira, came before all of to plead that we take action against two armies of people fighting against one another. She couldn't bare to see anymore bloodshed and since she had been in contact with the people more than the rest of us, she asked that we intervene to end the violence. Hadyn, quickly disagreed with her, stating that we shouldn't care about the troubles of the people. However, Neva disagreed with him. She could see that Zaira's spirit was being broken by the turmoil with the wars between the people. For the sake of Zaira's spirit and well-being, she sided with her." "The rest of us were stunned. Typically, Hadyn and Neva agreed on everything and for the first time in centuries, they disagreed. Gaire, Pali, Zaira, and I waited silently as the two of them argued back and forth about why we should or shouldn't intervene. Eventually, the one thing happened, that should have never happened in the first place. Hadyn shifted and attacked Neva. Hadyn had been and always would be a hot-head, but even Neva couldn't protect herself from him. Before Neva could shift and protect herself, Hadyn charged her again. This time she fell towards the earth and plunged into the sea. The rest of us went after her, but only Neva can enter the oceans unhindered and unharmed." "Several days later, she reemerged. However, when she did, her heart was icy and her spirit had been broken. Hadyn had never done anything like that to any of us. She felt betrayed and for good reason. Neva and Hadyn were not only our leaders, but lovers as well. Her broken heart and spirit drove her to delve deep into the ocean depths to where none of us could reach her. She is still there to this day." "That left the rest of us to decide what to do with Hadyn. Each drakkon is followed by a series of servants called dragoons. Dragoons are creatures with the body of a human but the wings of a dragon. Hadyn was cast out of the drakkon council. He begrudgingly left and has now taken up residence in a mighty volcano on the opposite side of the world from Neva. We do not know if the two of them can communicate together. Occasionally, we'll hear a faint whisper from Neva." "The four of us decided to intervene with the human wars and end them. Once they ended, we returned back to Rakkonhime, which is our council in the sky. However, the peace was short lived. Hadyn began to aide the humans. And this time his target was not another clan of humans. His prey was now the rest of the drakkons. Our only hope for ending this rampage is Neva." "Which brings us to where we are now. Hadyn continually attacks Rakkonhime or any of the drakkons who decide to leave the safety of these walls. He grows angrier each day since he cannot break through the defenses that we all put into place. At least, he hasn't been able to so far. Each day we try and come up with ways to get to Neva and see if there's anything that can be done to bring Hadyn's war-lust to an end. Each time we try, we fail to get anywhere near her." Raja sighed loudly as he looked on out the window at Hadyn speeding towards Rakkonhime, "Our only salvation lies at the bottom of the sea." Dragon Heart Ch. 02 Hadyn's fiery form was easily seen outside of Raja's window. His orange hue and "devil's horns" were apparent immediately. His own dragoons referred to him as Djävul which translates to "devil" in human terms. Raja stepped back from the nearby window that he was looking out of and sighed loudly. This was the fifth time this month that Hadyn had attacked Rakkonhime, he said to himself as he ran his fingers through his silvery hair. He could already here sirens starting to scream throughout the fortress and orders being shouted by the dragoons on his wing. Fighting with Hadyn wasn't what he or any of the other drakkons wanted, but Hadyn hadn't left them much choice. Everyone to the safe havens. Allow your master to handle Hadyn. The command was given by each of the drakkons to their respectively fleet of dragoons that they commanded. With how frequently the attacks were becoming, it was starting to become the norm. Raja teleported himself outside and was greeted by the other three drakkons. Gaire was already engaged in fighting with Hadyn in the sky. Gaire's dragon form was completely sheathed in metal that was resistant to all the other elements. Thousands of sharp, jagged points or sword edges made up his wings while his tail was similar to a broadsword. His head was helmeted with galvanized metal horns and plates while his talons were made of the same material. Pali and Zaira were waiting on the platform, ready to spring into action if needed. "How long has this been going on?" Raja asked as the sound of fire and metal colliding sounded above. "Not long. Hadyn doesn't seem to be that interested in attacking much today. He's still trying to figure out how to get through the fortress defenses," Zaira replied with a stern voice. Her dark skin and ebony hair set her apart from all the other drakkons. "Dammit!" Raja yelled. Everyone was becoming weary and on edge with the increased attacks from Hadyn. However, so far, only Hadyn himself came to attack Rakkonhime. He never brought any of his dragoons along with him. They all feared that there was a bigger plan that was about to unfold. Either way, none of them could get near the volcano Amorong because of how hot and treacherous it had become since Hadyn took up residence. Not even Zaira could shift the earth around and in the volcano. "No luck today for us," said Pali as she tied her long, strawberry locks into a bun. Raja turned towards the ethereal wind drakkon and nodded. Pali was a drakkon of few words and he knew that she was referring to their quest of trying to resurface Neva. Neva had been attacked by and left to fall by Hadyn. She had closed herself off from the rest of the drakkons by delving into the deepest depths of the ocean. They desperately needed her in order to try and calm Hadyn's rage. That and she was one of the best damn commanders around. She'd know what to do. The effects of Neva being gone and Hadyn's attacks were making all of them weary. None of them felt it more than Pali. Pali and Neva had been close. They did practically everything together. When Neva was cast away by Hadyn, Pali grew even more withdrawn than she typically was. She desperately wanted and needed Neva to come back and she had spent her days trying to find was to contact her and bring her home. Zaira shifted and took to the sky to help out Gaire. The golden brown had two large, down-curved horns with moss draping from her neck down to the underside of her tail. Her membranous wings had jagged rocks pointed out from each of the forearms. Although slower than all the rest, she was a much tougher opponent because of her strength. She could outlast any of the drakkons when it came to contests of stamina. Pali caused the winds to shift violently around Hadyn such that whenever he attempted to throw fireballs at any of them, they would fly back directly into his face. When he tried to attack Gaire with fire, Pali again shifted the winds so that it came back at Hadyn. While he was dodging his own fire, Zaira rammed him from below. Hadyn screamed in fury as he was easily cast aside by Zaira. Before he could right himself, Gaire charged him, and collided with his chest. Hadyn careened towards the ground, but just before he hit, he was able to right himself and take to the air again. Instead of coming back to attack more, he turned tail, and headed back towards Amorong. Gaire and Zaira waited in the sky until they could no longer see him before landing back on the surface of Rakkonhime and shifting. Each elemental gave the "all clear" signal to their respective dragoons and soon they were seen out going about their normal business as if nothing happened. "We need to talk about what is happening with these attacks," Raja started. "Clean yourselves up and meet in the counsel room in one hour." The other drakkons nodded in agreement and set off to freshen up and take care of any wounds to themselves or their dragoons. Ever since the attack, Raja had been acting as the leader of the rest of the drakkons. Compared to everyone else aside from Neva, he was the oldest and therefore, he was now charged with leading in the absences of Neva and Hadyn. Raja walked back to his quarters and sat down in a chair that was in his study. He sighed loudly again and leaned back to relax some. Two dragoons came into the room and began to tend to his needs. Raja's dragoons all had silvery-colored hair, bright blue eyes, and golden feathered wings. Their bodies varied in shape and size, but otherwise they looked similar. The male dragoon went about and found new clothes for him to wear and brought out cheeses and wine for him to eat and drink. The female dragoon fed Raja the different cheeses that the male had brought in for him. Raja excused the male dragoon from his room in order to spend time alone with the woman. Sarene was Raja's favorite and typically tended to his sexual desires and needs whenever she was called upon. He stood up and ordered Sarene to her knees with a snap of his fingers. He took off his cotton pants and she eagerly took him fully into her mouth. He grabbed ahold of the back of her head and forcibly had her suck him. She happily took him deep into her throat and continued as long as he wanted it. "Sarene, up!" he said in a roused voice. She quickly stood up and bent herself over his chair just the way he liked. She made sure to keep her ass high into the air and her legs spread for the deepest penetration possible. Raja came up behind her, grabbed ahold of her hips, and in one swift motion, entered her fully and as deeply as possible. Sarene screamed from the force of being stretched so quickly and with how open she was to Raja. He quickly pumped himself in and out of her tight hole, stretching and filling her completely. She gripped the chair with all of her strength and dug holes into it with her nails. She had to keep her wings carefully tucked so as not to hit Raja in the face with them during their tryst. Raja quickly pulled out of her and pulled her away from the chair. He sat down on the chair and motioned for her to sit on top of him. She faced her master and slowly settled herself down onto his large cock with a loud moan. As she started kissing him furiously, Raja used his power to electrify his cock which caused a pulsing sensation to travel through it as Sarene bounced up and down. He took each of her large breasts into his mouth one at a time and sucked on her nipples roughly causing her wings to flutter and a low, throaty moan to escape her lips from all the sensations that he was creating for her. As she continued bouncing and grinding on him, he could feel the muscles within her starting to quicken and pulsate faster. He knew that she would orgasm soon. Using his powers again, he sped up the pulsations of electricity flowing through his cock. She started moan even louder and clenching even tighter on him. He wrapped his arms tightly around her thighs and stood up with her causing her to yelp from the sudden movement. He then quickly and forcefully pumped into her quivering hole. Moments later she came for him. Showering him in her juices and screaming in pleasure at the same time. Soon thereafter, he came deep inside of her. He finally let go over her and allowed her to pull away from him. As customarily done, she got onto her knees once again and licked up all of his and her juices from his pulsating cock. Once she was done, she stood back up and helped him dress in the clothes that the other dragoon had gotten out for him. After he was dressed, she took her leave and Raja set out towards the counsel room to talk with the other drakkons about Hadyn and what to do next. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Raja entered the drakkon counsel room and took his seat at the center of the table. He looked around the room and waited quietly for the other three to show up. The counsel room had two large windows that went from floor to ceiling and that were covered drapes with colors used to represent all of the drakkons: red for Hadyn, blue for Neva, gold for Raja, brown for Zaira, silver for Gaire, and white for Pali. The chairs that each of them sat in were signified by each of their colors as well. On the ceiling, was a mural of each of the six drakkons in their dragon forms. Raja felt rather than heard that he wasn't alone in the room anymore. He looked towards the heavy wooden doors, but hadn't heard them open or close. "Pali, it's not nice to sneak up on people." Pali made herself visible and smiled sweetly at Raja. Raja smiled back at the wind drakkon. She had porcelain skin and at times appeared see-through. Her strawberry hair was either braided into a bun on her head or tied back in a simple ponytail. She rarely wore it down which surprised Raja since it was just that. She wore a white, cotton dress which almost matched the color of her skin. She looked fragile, however, she was quite a force to be reckoned with in battle. A few moments later and Gaire and Zaira came into the room and took their seats as well. Once everyone was seated, one dragoon from each of the factions came into the room and served their master wine. They also brought in snacks of crackers, breads, meats, and cheeses to their respective drakkon. Once they assured that their master was taken care of and needed nothing more, than they excused themselves from the room. The drakkons waited until the last dragoon had left the room before beginning the discussions. "What are we supposed to do? We can't continue to fight him like this whenever he shows up?" Zaira asked and pounded her fists on the table. Everyone, quickly grabbed ahold of the stem of their glasses so that they didn't upset. "We keep trying to reach Neva," Raja said with a long sigh before taking a long drink of his wine. "Dammit! Raja, we can't keep holding out like this! It won't take him much longer before he figures out how to get through the defenses and actually into Rakkonhime. Resetting a few codes isn't going to stop him," Gaire exclaimed. "Sadly, something must happen," Pali said with a remorseful voice. She quietly looked away from everyone and delicately ate some bread. "I understand the concerns and worries, but I'd rather not think about the chaos that would ensue of something were to happen and Hadyn be incapacitated," Raja said loudly. Each of them stayed quiet for a few moments although the silence between all of them felt like an eternity. None of them wanted to acknowledge the fact that they may have to kill Hadyn in order to stop his rampage. Drakkons were immortal. However, a drakkon can die by the hand of another drakkon using a magic that has been dead to the world for centuries. They never discussed it, but they didn't really need to at this point. They each knew what was being referred to. "Could the elders be involved?" Pali asked quietly. "Why would they be?" Zaira asked sarcastically, "They haven't been involved with anything else." "No wait! She may be on to something!" Gaire exclaimed and jumped out of his seat. He paced the room for a few moments causing a clanking sound with the silver armor that he always wore. His bright grey eyes seemed to glow brighter as he continued his pacing. "Remember, a few weeks past, when Neva said she'd dreamed about "The Golden One" and how distraught she'd been about it. Maybe they somehow did get involved." There were two more drakkons that they were all referring too. For lack of better terms, the six drakkons collectively referred to them as Order and Chaos. They were the true elders who brought about the creation of each of the drakkons and eventually the creation of the world as we know it. The Golden and Darkened ones kept to themselves and rarely contacted anyone let alone one another. They each had a name, but nobody spoke them for fear of either of their returns. Both of them were very cruel in their own ways and didn't care for anyone or anything but themselves. However, they typically set about rulings or decrees through Hadyn or Neva. Hadyn answered to The Darkened One while Neva answered to The Golden One. "But why?" Raja questioned as he ran his hand threw his silver locks. "It couldn't have been the wars, could it?" Zaira questioned as she quickly ripped a piece of meat off of the platter in front of her. "No," Pali started before taking a deep breath and continuing, "Unless, they disagreed." Each of them shuttered at that fact. The last time the two of them disagreed on something, the results were catastrophic. They destroyed parts of this world and most of the species inhabiting it at the time with meteorites and eventually used black holes to suck up distant planets until only this one was left. Once they calmed down and separated, the six set about fixing this planet and starting to re-inhabit it with new creatures and beings. After they got this planet back to productive, they set about recreating other worlds to be put into the places of the ones that were destroyed. Finally, they returned back to their home and kept order. Every once in a while, Hadyn and/or Neva would hear from their respective elder, but for the most part, the elders left them alone. None of them spoke for quite some time. They each set about snacking on the food in front of them or thinking about the possibility that the elders could actually be involved. If that were the case, then there had to be a reason why. Dread welled up into each of them. They collectively knew that if the elders were in fact involved or becoming involved, that they had more problems than just Hadyn's attacks.