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My Life as a Dragon Slave: Book 2 Chapter 8

Again I am glad that few still follow my story and will be delighted to know that in a few months, the series will begin its starting steps to becoming a book. It will be digital download but I will only have few prints available( and maybe some art with it ;). However, my time is somewhat limited so no release dates are set.

I plan to start book 3 in late January with finishing up of Book 2. Hopefully by mid February I can have it out.

No one can no true pain,

True pain is when one is lost or has lost.

My pain is when my family left me. When I stopped seeing them in my dreams.

When I stopped remembering their faces that held smiles and joy for me.

My pain began when my mother stopped smiling at me and saw me as a lost child.

My pain is constant and I wish for it to end.

A jolt had awoken me and I shot straight up from my bed. I quickly placed a hand onto my belly and felt the second jolt from my belly.

'Oh Gods', I muttered. I could feel them. I could already feel them. In month and a half since 'that incident' I could feel them. Though the egg should be slowly forming, I know that they are there. And what is worse, I know that my time is coming close.

Dragons do go through the process in about five months, but what about raptors? How fast do they produce an egg? And since it will be a hybrid, would the hatching have a chance to live?

I turned my head to my clock and saw that it was 5:30 in the morning. I am not sure if John was awake or not to go to work. It has been a pain for the last few weeks to speak with him but I think that now would be a good time for me to help me get rid of these hatchlings.

Hybrids aren't special when it comes to dragons on other types of dragons but with raptors and dragon? The dangers were high, really high. For the few things I knew about raptors were the eggs were almost elongated ovals and dragons were fatter ovals.

There was a chance the hatchlings would come without an egg and kill it or seriously harm me as well. Just the thought sends shivers down my spine. I know its a lot for me to take in, but I feel like this could really ruin my chance to have any more hatchlings later.

Either these things have to go or I do. Gods I have never felt more afraid of taking lives away. The first time with our first master was nothing, because it was pure instinctual but here... here I have a choice to kill them or not.

Another jolt to my stomach and I already made my mind. Not only that, but my breasts were starting to get tingly. A quick rub with my claw and I felt a little dribble milk leave my breasts. Great... Quickly getting out of bed, without the wake of my sister, I got up and out of my room.

I heard my family still sleeping, so I know they won't ask where I was going. Quickly heading up the stairs, I opened the latch and came to the living room.

I didn't see John at first, but I did hear him upstairs. Besides the little jolts in my stomach, I also felt butterflies. Speaking to John was difficult, especially after the 'incident' with the raptors. They felt responsible for it and apologized but they never knew that I was pregnant... or they never said anything about it.

I quickly walked up the stairs, careful not to alert him. I heard the sound of what I think was the daily news. His door was slightly ajar, so he must beginning to leave.

As I approached the door, my butterflies flapped harder and harder, till I was shaking a bit. I stood at the door, and with a shaky fist, I slowly knocked.

At first, there was silence, then I heard the gentle tapping of shoes approaching the door. If I could sweat, I would be sweating out bricks.

The door opened and I looked upon a man I once loved. A man who had those perfect eyes. A man who helped my family once before as well as two other families. A gentle soul, who at times could be difficult but never could be seen wrong.

Emotions ran over his face as he looked at me. From confusion, to surprise, to a glimpse of anger than back to confusion.

"Verdera? Wha... Uh... what are you doing up so early? I thought you would be still sleeping."

I was hesitant to talk but I know that I needed to. Despite all this, I still cared for this man. He was our hope, savior and the greatest human I have met. Though his voice was sincere, his voice carried a bit of sadness.

"I... I came to ask for a favor..."

He blinked and somewhat lost his surprised which switched over to a bit of suspicion. He remained quiet as to hear my favor.

My butterflies stopped and I slowly brought my palm over my belly. He looked down and saw that a small budge had formed. Not noticeable from a distance but up close, it was there. He looked back up at me with confusion again.

"I... I wish to re..." A small breath of air left me. "To remove them. I wish to remove them...." A exhale. "Before something could happen to them or me."

At first he remained quiet, not comprehending what I was asking. Several expressions appeared again over him before he just nodded and spoke.

"Are you sure?"

I had been thinking about it for the past month. So much has plagued me with what these hatchlings would mean. Pain for me if something were to go wrong. Shame from my family as they look up their daughter. Anger or pity from John.

"Yes I am." I spoke. "I don't want to be part of something that could damage me or my family." Or you, I thought.

He nodded again, with no other emotion to show.

"Okay... we can go to the dragon facility today and have them removed. I have to go to work early to finish up some projects but I could be out by noon to pick you up." I nodded. He turned around and began getting ready.

About ten minutes later, we were heading out the door. I left message for my family to let them know I left with John. We got into his car and were on our way.

For the first five minutes of the ride, it was quiet and awkward. My eyes gazed upon the passing scenery that past by me. I was still fazed by John's attitude towards me for the past couple of weeks. I didn't want there to be anymore tension that what we had now. Trying to break the ice, I turned to John, who seemed lost in his own little world.

"John?" Either he ignored me or was busy concentrating on the road. "John?" I spoke a bit louder.

"Hmm...?" His eyes remained on the road.

"I...I'm sorry."

This caused him to turn his head. We reached a stop light.

"What for?" Oh... he knew what for but he wants to know what I thought I was apologizing for. Truth is, I think that I want to apologize for his sake.

"For what happened a few weeks ago."

The light turned green and he faced forward, driving on.

"You have nothing to apologize for." He answered, though I could sense a small amount of malice. "You were in your.... cycle and it isn't in any of my business to intrude upon your personal life."

I shook my head.

"No John, I didn't want that. I didn't want them to mate me."

He quickly turned to me, which caused him to swirl out of the lane, making me turn with the car before he quickly gained controlled of the car, which was followed by a loud honk by a passing car.

"They raped you?!" he yelled. His face quickly turned to anger and hate. My heart stopped pounding after that near incident but stopped after John had said that.

"No John, they didn't rape me. I just didn't want to do it with them but I kind of lost control of myself."

He quickly lost that anger and was replaced with sadness and maybe... no definitely pity and regret.

"That is why I want to do this. I know it was a mistake and so do they. If I can fix this then, maybe I wouldn't feel like a failed them, you and my family." Though mentioning him was never my intention to say, I already said and knew there was no taking it back.

For the rest of the ride, John remained quiet as he pondered what I had said. I felt like now, it would be easier to talk to John. It took awhile but I think that now, me and John are on speaking terms.

We arrived at the facility, which was like any other building but on the front was a logo of a green dragon egg with a crack on it. The logo read 'Evolution Genetics Division.'

Though I wasn't born yet and have no correlations with this place, it felt familiar. Out of the car, me and John walked towards the front of the entrance.

In there, there was a receptionist's desk at the front, where a young blonde haired woman sat. She had her eyes down in front of her. When we began to approach she looked up, both in surprise and... a smile? But that smile wasn't directly towards me.

When she was about to speak, John did some motion that I didn't catch, and the lady quickly fell silent. I turned to John, who had his eyes forward towards her.

"Hello, my name is John and we came here today because my... dragoness here, wishes to... get an abortion... or egg removal."

The receptionist's eyes stayed at John, as if trying to give a glare but couldn't. Then her eyes when to me and I saw pity and sadness. Maybe she thought that John was making me do this.

I didn't say anything, so she picked up her tablet and told us to follow her down the hall. Me and John remained quiet. As we passed through the hallways, various sights, sounds and smells filled me up. All of them pleasing or comforting some way or another.

Despite the place looking like a normal office building outside, the inside halls were filled with machines normally for hospitals. In some of the rooms, I smelled newly laid eggs, as well as other dragons and dragonesses in here as well. Some rooms were filled with laying mothers or some had hatchlings crying out for their mothers.

My mind felt so much more at ease and... peace knowing that a lot of them were receiving good care here. Though I can't imagine other places like this that are well kept.

Each room passed, a dragon was receiving care by people. Some seem to do it for their jobs sake, others seem happy to do it. I stopped by one room where a dragoness had just finished pushing her final egg. She was in tears and joy, one of the nurses claiming that all eggs were fine and the other nurse giving her a hug.

I walked on, catching up to John and the lady. When we reached the end of the hall, we turned to a single room where in laid a large reclining chair, I'm guessing to hold dragons on.

When the lady turned back to me, I still saw the same pity and sadness from there. John also notice and seemed a bit uncomfortable towards the small anger glance he quickly received from her.

Breaking the ice, I spoke. "This is voluntary."

Her eyes quickly changed from first to confusion, then shock, then acceptance. With a motion to the chair, I followed and lied to the chair. She approached and began explaining the procedure while summing assistance.

"So here in the facility we take care of the dragons," she spoke, in a more up manner. "Either born naturally, ill or otherwise. In your case, we have to perform 'Egg Removal'. Since your kind have hard exterior egg shells, we are putting you under so in case of any problems, you will not feel pain as well as uncomfortableness.

Unlike human abortions, we cannot simply crush the eggs for the egg shells can cut you internally." I cringed at the thought, knowing that there are those who actually have given painful egg laying or what remain of the eggs.

"We will instead use nanites or 'Nanorobotics." The women lifted her tablet and showed me little tiny bug like robots. They looked like silver and yellow ladybugs with blue eyes. "These nanites are going to first eat at the eggs shells, so that when we remove the embryos or the unformed dragon... nothing is left to harm you."

Now... since I've watched a lot of T.V.,(mind you that there isn't much else to do when you are a slave,) there are many shows which talk about abortions and all that. They either go through it or not, but what lies in the end is what are done to the fetuses or 'leftovers'.

"What becomes of my... err the hatchlings?" I asked.

She looked over to me and with a warm smile, she answered.

"Any remains left will used to help ill or injured dragons. In cases were a dragon has lost say a limb," she left the rest to imagination and all of us knew why a dragon would lose a limb. "We can either use it heal up the limb or use it to recreate an augmented arm or a sort of hybrid organic machine, that works with the body's energy. Were still working on that for dragons but for now, it would benefit the dragons."

I visibly relaxed knowing that if the hatchlings couldn't live their lives out, then they could help others live.

With that, she lowered the chair along with me. John stood by as others came in as well. They all wore white masks and had white outfits.

The receptionist look to me and motioned them.

"They will help you into getting settled. Now, since it is a bit later than usual for one to get an abortion, we will have to put you under right away and began removing them." She then looked towards the others. The others nodded and brought over a syringe.

"I know that this will seem tense, but know this..." she turned to John. "If this voluntary, then you won't have to worry about feeling guilty about doing this. Plenty of dragonesses come here or ask their owners to take them here to do this, either to help other dragons or they are not ready yet... I am guessing like you?"

I gave a nod but then, I asked. "What of those that don't come willingly?"

The receptionist remained quiet and so did the others, but they were busy setting up.

With a sigh, her voice carried sadness.

"There are those who go to these clinics and demand that they remove the dragon from their... dragons. However, it is standard procedure that they have reasons to why there doing this or if their dragon is in trouble with the eggs. Though I rather not go into details on what they do to them, I will say that... we do our best to treat them all well." She gave a small smile but it was a smile nonetheless.

With that, she motioned for John to leave. Before he did, he held out by hand and spoke words that I knew restored my faith in him.

"I'll be right here waiting for you."

I gave a smile and a nod.

"Thank you... John."

The receptionist then brought him out and I was all alone with the two doctors or assistants. One of the two spoke out, a clear and gentle voice.

"Don't worry..." she said, her face suddenly looming over me. Her brownish skin and eyes coated her face as well as the rest of her body.

"Draco will watch over you." She brought a breathing mask over me. The mask was placed on me and slowly, I could feel the gas beginning to do its work.

"Draco's watch?" I managed to ask, my eyes falling heavy and my body ever so feeling light. The last thing I saw was her nod before darkness took over.