CSYA Ch8: Sunrise, Sunset, Swiftly Fly the Years
Cyan team sat in front of Vladimir Kahn's high backed chair, which was turned away from them. Vlad was reading reports on their progress over the past six years. Thrax, Emma and Zane were all now twenty-one, and were about to receive their first...
CSYA Ch5: Training
"Get up you guys!" The door to Thrax's room burst open, the screws holding the hinges to the wall loosened. Zane jumped, accidentally kneeing Thrax in the groin. "You're both late for breakfast, you get down there right now or you wont have...
CSYA Ch7: Free-Day
Thrax woke up to the sound of hoots and hollers in the hallway. He pulled the sheets off of himself and quickly got dressed. He then opened his door, some of the younger teenaged anthros were running up and down the halls chanting "Free-day Friday,...
Dalkorrd's Fall pt1 (AU)
Dalkorrd sighed as he relaxed in his hammock outside of the little cottage in the woods. It was a peaceful place, surprisingly common in Hell if you believed in all those stereotypes and rumors that mortals passed around. After all, Hell was just...
Dalkorrd's Fall pt2 (AU)
Dalkorrd groaned as he sat up, cupping his head in his hands. His regeneration left much to be desired, as the pain always seemed to linger for a few minutes after his revivals. The former lord shook the ache from his head and opened his eyes to see...
Dalkorrd's Fall pt4 (AU)
Dalkorrd awoke to an ache in his neck, groaning as he regained consciousness. He tested his limbs, they were bound externally this time, with him suspended vertically in his cell. His face was shut in a leather muzzle, keeping him from opening his...
Dalkorrd's Fall pt3 (AU)
It was the next morning when the doors opened and, instead of Merlac and Tsernom, in walked Jynx. Her tail flicked behind her as she walked up to the bound male. "I've heard what they've done to you father. If you had stayed, or simply given me the...
Dalkorrd's Fall pt5 (AU)
It seemed to be routine to waken the fallen god with the clicking of keys in the door to his cell. Dalkorrd did not even bother trying to massage his headache, knowing that he was once more held tight in the chains, arms above his head, legs forced...