The Twisted Begining
Despite the Semi-rape thing, it means almost. Aka, no yiff for you. Sorry (Actually, I'm not).
It was night
Crows called out, wolves howled, and a full moon bore its odd red light down on the world. There were lights on in the city, but no more than a spot of light every ten yards. Stone buildings were erected towards the sky, giving it a 'new age' look. Some were dissatisfied with the move forwards, but they lived in the wilds, so were considered 'inferior' along with their opinions
Standing on top of a lower building, a black reptile waited. He had silver horns that grew backwards before abruptly bending forward; one also grew at the back of his cheek on both sides. He wore a long dark violet cape touched the ground with red insides. Paler shoulderpads kept the cape from falling off. Red crystals grew all over these pads and the ones on the edge branched off sideways, each having a sharp tip.
The reptile also wore a black robe with dark red veins coursing through it. The robe parted on the chest, revealing that there was a circle of silver on the center of his chest. Veins, also made of silver, came from the circle and branched all over his chest. One large silvery line shot up to his heck, threatening to reach his jaw.
Perhaps the oddest thing about this dracidon was that he has glowing, soulless red eyes. Long needle-like canines jutted from his upper muzzle; a cold smile stretched on his face.
Reaching into his robe, he pulled out a scroll. It was addressed to the headmaster of an elemental school. As much as the reptile, Nithran, hated it, he was on a mission for his 'master', Fenrir. Nithran would have never agreed to do it if he didn't have personal reasons for coming here. He was looking for an answer.
The question he wanted answered was: Why was a shadow of The Creator following him everywhere?
"Nithran, you look happy for once," a calm and concerned voice filled his head.
Nithran frowned and looked to his side. The dim light reflected one shadow; it wasn't his, but the owner of the shadow was nowhere to be seen. "I was finally enjoying the silence until you showed up. Go away; I will not hear your begging."
"All I want is for you to be happy, Nithran. I can help you," The voice replied.
"Start by leaving me alone. I am fine, and I am trying to hunt. If you make me talk again, no one will come this way, and you die," Nithran growled. A few loose rocks on the building lifted with his rage.
The voice vanished along with the shadow so Nithran turned to the alley and surrounding areas. In the dead of night, it was hard to find prey, but he had a reason: Nithran was a vampire. He needed fresh blood to survive and while there was his surplus, he would rather not touch those unless necessary. Plus, he needed a prisoner to bleed.
Then, he spotted his meal. Examining her, he found that it was a bipedal orange dragoness of all things. She wore a red robe with gold trimmings. From her clothes, Nithran guessed she was an apprentice still. She looked so very youthful and full of life. However, depending on what happens in the next few moments, she may not have much of a life left.
Putting the letter back, Nithran pulled out a silver coin and flipped it. It landed on the face which showed an angel. He scowled; he wanted to drain her entirely. Oh well, perhaps she was a virgin and would revitalize him more than drinking a deflowered dracidon dry. There was only one way to find out.
She was smart. She didn't go into the alley, but maybe she was a curious one? Nithran looked at a barrel in the corner and made it rattle. The dragoness stopped and, foolishly, went to figure out what it was. Nithran led her on by rattling more things until she was safely out of sight of the street.
Silently, he descended to the cold stone behind her. She was investigating the latest barrel. Wonderful, she was unaware. He swiftly came up behind her. Her heart rate was so pristine. How her blood would flow tonight. Maybe there would be another time that he could cause her heart to slowly, painfully, stop.
While he still had the element of surprise, he attacked.
She was caught off-guard and tried to resist, but he held her still, his fangs piercing her neck. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a rock lift up. This surprised him, as he was not doing it. Could she be like him? Minus the vampire part, of course. He watched the rock drop. She was getting weaker.
Thankfully, she was a virgin. How her blood tasted to him. It was like the finest wine, the juiciest meat. It spurted down his throat. She was no longer struggling. He had to stop before he really did kill her. With one final gulp, he released her. She collapsed to the ground while blood poured out of the wound: She would recover.
Nithran instantly turned around and started to leave. He would come and find her again. She was interesting to him. If he didn't know any better, he would say that she was also an arcane being. Yes, he would have to study her more and see of what use she could be to him. Once she was done with her use, then he could kill her.
About halfway down the alley, he heard voices and the sound of robes tearing. Thanks to his heightened senses, he was able to pick up what was being said:
"Wow, would you look at this? Lumistar; helpless. She doesn't even look conscious..." a husky voice said. Creeping up, he saw that it was, indeed, an actual husky.
"Man, I wanted to bang her so bad; now here is our chance!" an iguana replied. It looked like the sibling of the one that was eaten by that thing from the portal a few months ago.
"Heh, The Creator must have been smiling down on us today. Come on; let us have our way with her..." The husky raised a paw and with three swipes, shredded her clothing as at least three more members of this 'pack' appeared.
Nithran growled silently. Of course, they were rapists. Oh well, it wasn't his problem. Sure, her blood would not be as enriching as before, but she could still be of use. Swirling around, he started to leave. Again, he was stopped, but this time because he heard them agree to kill her after they were done.
Nithran shook his head. Of course, now he would have to kill them. Not that he was complaining, but he would have to disguise himself as a mortal now just in case this 'Lumistar' woke up. If she were to see him as he is now, all chance of getting close to her was would be ruined.
Taking a chain with a cross on it out of his robe, he tied it on his wrist and sealed it shut. The inside of his cloak turned to silver. The robe was still black, but instead of red veins, it was a silver color. The shoulderpads became grey and the crystals on them condensed to one. Finally, his eyes turned to green.
Holding out his left claw, a pure silver sword formed. It was about half the length of his body and weighed nothing to him. Should anyone try to pick it up other than him, than they would be in for a nasty surprise.
Heading back to the area of his attack, he saw that the husky was about to enter her. One pack-member was complaining about the lack of breasts while the iguana was explaining that reptiles lacked any, despite popular belief. He may as well take the husky out first. Just as he was about to penetrate, Nithran raised his right claw and grinned maniacally.
Suddenly, a force pushed the husky against the wall. Before anyone could aid him, all of the bones inside him were crushed as his body twisted in ways it should not have. All of the rapists stood by horrified. Their blood was racing. If only he could drink it...
Nithran stepped out from the shadows and full on charged the group, stabbing one through the stomach before slashing to the side, tearing out the guts. It excited Nithran similarly to how mating would to others.
One tried to get him from behind. Nithran grinned, having heard him move and lashed out with a trident-shaped object. The trident was actually his tail. The silver spikes formed something akin to a trident.
While he was held in place, Nithran took hold of the right part of his cape and cackled. The right side turned into a massive, black demonic wing, armed with spiked crystals. It ripped apart the rapist and sent the upped half tumbling to the ground while the lower half remained speared. Nithran turned to face the others swifter than they could react, the cape flew around him before settling.
"Scared? Don't lie, I can hear it..." stalking over, Nithran towered over them; He saw that they were paralyzed with fear. Deciding to make them suffer, he simply raised his claw before grabbing Lumistar and carrying her away. No sooner did he turn the corner did blood splatter all over the walls.
Examining her, he saw that she had gold racing down her spine. Her eyes, like his, were green but unlike his, they had pupils and white parts. He saw her wake up and he placed her against the wall to help her stand. It was all he could do to prevent himself from killing her.
Once she blinked, she lifted her head and came muzzle to muzzle with him. Not contacting, but close to it. "Hello, Lumistar," He flashed his fangs. He could hear her pulse ascend rapidly.
"W-who are you? W-where are my robes...?" Lumistar was starting to freak out. He couldn't exactly blame her. If she had screamed, then they would have had an issue.
"You were attacked by rapists and they were about to rape you. I overheard them and...took care of them before they could do anything with you," Nithran could tell that she heard the malice in his voice.
"Then...who attacked me before? I had my neck pierced by something and now I wake...to you? Are you one of the elementalists here?" Nithran almost killed her on the spot. She was scared and now she was more curious than anything? What the hell?
"No, I am new here. Now let's go before I leave you he-" Nithran was speaking and then, suddenly, Lumistar had hugged him. What just happened? Is she that much of a wreck?
"Thank you..." Lumistar said, tears starting to come down her muzzle. She didn't seem to notice, "I didn't want to die there. I should have known better, but my curiosity got the better of me. I could have fought them off if I wasn't jumped..."
Nithran gave a cold smile and embraced her back. He didn't feel anything. No, he did it so that he could get close to her and find a use for her. Once she fulfilled her task, her blood was his. His eyes flickered red for a moment, but they changed back when she looked at him.
"Let's go and see the headmaster of the school. I need to report this," She went to move, but almost fainted. Nithran, pretending to be a gentleman, caught her and started to lead her away, wrapping the cape around her to conceal her body. The last thing he wanted was attention....