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And, here's another one. As usual, no proof reading or I'll edit it until 2020, not happy with it, ect. This is my first yiff scene with more than two people, so please be gentle. A little of the end of this chapter might not make sense unless you've read 'Dran And Mist'. Everything else will be cleared up and make sense in later chapters even if you havnt. Enjoy!

Gray and Valkyrie â€" Chapter Five â€" Lightning Type

Yuri: Why should I have to be afraid to let the world see me for what I am?

Gray yawned, leaning back against the warm stone and staring into the distance. His gaze passed over the lake, drifting over distant mountains and across the lush green fields before the village. He toyed with his scarf, picking at a fray in the crimson as the light of the morning sun cast a great shadow behind him. The rooftop of the institute had proved the perfect place to relax and order his thoughts, the highest point of the great building giving him a perfect point of survey. He shook his head roughly as the winds invisible fingers ruffled his hair, spotting movement from the corner of his eye. Work had already begun on the collapsed section of dormitory, a group of guardians, mostly earth and light users, toiling alongside their wyverns to shift the mass of destroyed rock. He lay back, yet started when a shadow crossed over his face, sitting up to look questioningly at the smiling face of Cain. "I thought I was the only one who came up here... Granted, you don't really have a place to stay anymore â€" roughing it with your wyverns must be a pain." He dropped down beside the hybrid, a large golden-brown wyvern an identical shade to his scarf looping around overhead before flying off into the mountains, "Is something wrong, Gray?"

The guardian sighed, tottering on a mental precipice. He didn't know the doctor very well, yet the man wasn't much older than he was, always bearing a friendly and inclusive attitude. He slumped, "A friend of mine... Karin..." Gray lay back, staring upwards into the blue of a perfect sky, "Orders came through. She's one of the enemy... We have to fight her... I don't think I can."

Cain lowered his gaze slightly, "I got the reported list of enemies too... Regardless of my profession, I'm still going to be in the upcoming battle." He fell back, lying beside the other man, "A friend of mine was spotted among them too... A lightning user, Sasha." He chuckled ironically, "I thought she died all that time ago. Even if she's against us, I'm just happy to see that she's alive."

"I don't understand though..." Gray exhaled slowly, "Why are they fighting? I mean..." His eyes closed, "Karin once told me, it's her dream to become the first female commander of the institute. She tried hard in every test and every patrol. Why did She change like this?"

"I know what you mean." Cain sat up, crossing his legs and shrugging off a tanned leather satchel, "Sasha's parents were killed by Remnants. I can't see why she would team up with them... Or even why the Remnants themselves aren't attacking the guardians."

"I just have a bad feeling about all of this..." He shook his head roughly, "I guess you're the same though. We both have to fight against our friends."

"Moving away from a depressing subject... It's actually quite good that I've found you here." Cain waved his hand, finally pulling a small crimson folder from his bag, "Erin asked me to go through the old records and pass something on to you." Aside from Erin and the commander, the doctor was one of the few who knew of Gray's origin.

The hybrid took the folder, looking to the other guardian for encouragement before opening it. A single photograph rested within, two creatures smiling happily within the image. A great silver-grey dragon took up the majority of the frame, curled around the guardian before him as crimson eyes stared forwards piercingly. A woman's hand pressed against his cheek, looking up at the great creature lovingly, thick brown hair cascading down her shoulders, crimson scarf almost lost among it. "Mom...?" His fingers trembled, "Dad...?" The light of the sunrise shone through the picture, the outline of text upon its reverse. Gray flipped it over, "For our son: 227864, 889346."

"Erin finally managed to persuade the commander to relinquish this after he confiscated that larger sample... The co-ordinates led to this." Cain was holding out a small pouch, the cloth falling open to reveal a small clear droplet shaped pendant. "You defied the physics of change through your heritage." He pointed at the woman's neck in the image, the jewel shining just below the line of her scarf, "She used this. The Dracite belongs to you now."

Gray remained silent, simply staring into the image as his fingers grasped about the jewel. Cain closed his eyes for a few moments, "I'll leave you too it... Dun!" And he disappeared. The hybrid failed to move, eyes welling with sadness as he looked upon the parents he had never known... And all because of the institute that he now served. His feelings of resentment towards the place and its commander had been growing ever since Erin had told him of his origin, yet now they threatened to overflow into pure hatred. Only his friends and the goal of eliminating the remnants his parents fought against with such dedication prevented him from acting upon wrath. He clenched his fist about the stone, grinding his teeth together in fury.

A sound behind him forced the man to spin, a crash similar to a bowling ball striking a steel sheet echoing through the morning as Dran dropped onto the roof. Gray reacted instinctively, flames engulfing his free hand as the other stuffed photograph and pendant into the jacket of his uniform. Their size and form fluctuated due to contact with the Dracite, growing at a ridiculous rate before reverting to their usual state as he released it. "Who are you?" The man hardly looked like a guardian, no scarf or wyvern in sight, and his strange outfit to go with it, the tuxedo completely foreign in such a world.

The black haired man opened his mouth to reply, cut off as a white wyvern rose up beside him, Yuri dropping down and waving San away with a smile. "Relax, Gray, he's all good. Erin asked me to guide him to you..." The ball of flame diminished into nothingness, "Are you alright?"

Gray swept the cuff of his shirt over his eyes, "It's nothing..." He pulled himself to his feet, "So, who are you?"

"My name is Dran..." His outwards demeanour was immensely friendly, the man's eyes warm and inviting, "A man called Erin commissioned me to help you train."

Yuri leaned against a ledge as San perched cautiously nearby, "You're not a guardian... And those clothes... What are you?"

Dran shrugged off his jacket, holding it over a shoulder as he stared into the sky's reflection in the lake. His mind flashed through the back story Tone had given him, "I'm a mercenary... I've been working abroad for the institute for some time." He yawned, "As soon as I debriefed with the commander, the old man took a look at my record and referred me to Erin... He sent me after you."

"Train?" Gray looked mildly offended, "What do you mean, Train? I've been fighting Remnants for years."

"That's exactly the point..." He sighed, "You've been fighting Remnants, not other Sypher... Uh, Gua users." He took a few steps forwards, pausing as he drew up alongside the man, "Everyone else is being put through their paces in a similar fashion... Though some don't seem to need it." He glanced up to Yuri who grinned triumphantly, "I'd be careful of her if I were you." He chuckled.

Gray sighed, stripping off his own jacket and placing it to one side, the Dracite and photograph within, "Orders are orders I suppose..." He glanced up as Valkyrie landed beside San, grinning.

"You just missed an awesome fight." She said simply. "Yuri got so close to winning."

Gray rolled his eyes, "So, what are we going to be doing?"

Dran pointed over to the lake, "We're going to spar over that."

"But you don't have a wyvern." The hybrid raised an eyebrow, "Are you fighting me on a boat or something?"

"Don't be ridiculous." Dran smiled, flicking his jacket as a wind stirred the fabric. "Ge!" The material shimmered, spreading out in the haze as he released it, his shirt fading away to increase their mass, forming a perfect pair of feathered black wings identical to those of a Bio-Angel. He threw himself from the ledge, "Come on!"

Gray bounded forwards, propelling himself from the roof as Valkyrie swooped down to catch him. He landed softly on her back, holding tightly to what was most likely the swiftest wyvern of the pacted as they drew level to the faux angel. "Black... It's nostalgic. I've not seen a Bio-Angel in years. They all became Remnants ages ago."

"Not all of them." He said ominously, the man glancing up as Gray looked at him questioningly, "There's still some in far off places. I've seen them." His flight stabilised, the man pulling up at the lakes centre, rising a good hundred feet before turning in the air to face him. "Ok, this should do nicely..." He caught the other mans eyes, "Eight types of technique users, and eight abilities per type... I'm a Fire User too, so we're evenly matched." He smiled, "Come whenever you're ready."

Valkyrie was oddly enthusiastic, "Let's kick his ass, Gray!" Whatever had happened in the last fight had certainly engaged her enough to want to outdo Yuri and San.

"He's confident..." He glanced over his shoulder, seeing a girl atop a white wyvern land upon the distant shore, the duo cheering them on. He smiled, swinging his arm, "Li!"

Valkyrie shifted to the side, his sphere of flames passing over her shoulder, gaining momentum as the black winged man made no move to evade it. His arm simply rose. An explosion echoed over the lake, ripples appearing below him as fire and smoke engulfed the target. It cleared in a wing beat, revealing Dran holding a large crystal kite shield. "Your basics are good. That was pretty destructive for normal fire skill." His arm rose, "Feng." The crystal's shape changed, growing thinner, longer to a spiked point as it became a lance. He threw it.

Gray dove one way, his wyvern barrelling the other as the missile streaked between them, its mark exactly where he had been sitting. Valkyrie caught him and drew level, "The wealth skill... I've never seen anyone make diamond weapons from it before."

"Anything he can do, we can do... Feng!" His own spear was rough, its form slightly bent, yet a weapon non-the-less. He grinned proudly at his first attempt, having never made more than a coin for the toss from the skill. "Take this!" He threw the weapon in turn.

"Bi." Yet again, Dran made no move to dodge, not even creating a barrier in response as the weapon seemed to pass straight through him. Gray's eyes widened, believing for an instant that he may have killed the man before the angel's shape became frayed, fading away as a voice came from behind, "Are you sure I'm over there? It was a simple illusion, really."

"Shit!"

He turned, Valkyrie beating her wings furiously as she made to come about, yet it was already too late. "Ming Yi." And everything went black.

Gray blinked, yet the darkness remained. "Val... What's going on?" He could still feel her beneath him, hear her wing beats and even a faint splash as her tail brushed against the surface of the lake, yet he was blind. "I can't see."

"I know this one..." She gave a lurch, wings flapping furiously as they rose with as much speed as she could muster. Moments later, the world became light once again, a huge black sphere filtering out the sun beneath them, "Eclipse light. He used it on Yuri too." Gray shook his head, the sensation of being completely blind proving immensely disconcerting to the man.

Feathers brushed against his cheek, a weight landing silently onto Valkyrie's back as a diamond dagger drew itself level to the man's throat, "That's round one to me." The weapon and the darkness faded away as Dran jumped back into the air, spreading his wings and drawing up before them once more, "You shouldn't lose track of your opponent, even if they employ a tactic like that."

"Damn it!" Gray deflated, Valkyrie hanging her head in disappointment as she slowed to a hover.

"Nobody wins on their first try. Don't get so down about a single loss." Dran smiled, "Fire, wealth, illusion, eclipse, change, as one, soul, foresight... Just think creatively, and with those skills try and defeat me." He held up his arm, "Li..." A sphere of flame appearing upon it, "Tong Ren..." It engorged itself to the size of a small building, "Let's go again."

*****

Gray slumped against the cold wall of the cave, panting in exhaustion. The moon was just about to rise in the distance, an entire day of hard fighting having reduced him to this. The dragon groaned, splashing a little water on some minor burns. After quite a few rounds, he had resorted to his draconic form in an attempt to level the odds, finding that even in such a form, he was little match for the speed of his opposite. He yawned as his breathing began to level out, bowing down to the small water filled pedestal and gulping down his fill. The dragon rose with a gasp, somehow slightly refreshed after his sound beating, more like a good workout, "Are you feeling any better, Gray."

Valkyrie emerged from the darkness, the hybrid sighing in response to her presence, "I'm just fine, Val." He had ignored her protests, absorbing her fatigue and injuries at the end of the battle, thanking his draconic stamina for keeping him upright as the back draft set in. "You mentioned this morning that you wanted me for something tonight?" The azure wyvern snorted jovially, catching his somewhat hopeful tone. At least he wouldn't be disappointed. She beckoned him deeper into the cave.

Gray yawned, wincing slightly as he pulled himself to his feet, following his partner further into the darkness. His vision was enhanced enough to allow him sight, the tunnel widening at the large stone slab Valkyrie used for a bed. She gestured for him to lie back, smiling as he did so. "All right..." The wyvern drew closer; "Ming Yi!" and it all went black.

"Val, what the hell?" He exclaimed, head rising slightly before her tail restrained him.

"It's a surprise. I don't want you to peek." She chuckled to herself, proud of her manipulation skill. Rather than its usual sphere of black, she had managed to turn the eclipse skill into a makeshift blindfold, covering her guardian's eyes as her tail held him down. "Right... Wait one minute."

A hushed voice was inaudible to the male as San took a few steps forward from behind a nearby stone, "Are you sure about this, Val?" The white gulped as the other wyvern removed her tail, moving up between the male's legs.

"Just watch what I do..." Her long tongue extended, trailing over his stomach, draping lower and over his male slit. The thing had always been a source of amusement for her, a way of keeping his extremities sealed away, lest they be damaged in combat. Her jokes rarely got a good reaction. A crimson tip was poking from it, extending slowly as she licked over it, growing in response to her actions as Gray murred softly. Rather than take it into her mouth as she normally would, Valkyrie twisted her appendage about the base of his member, licking it playfully as San drew up against her, tentatively touching it with her own tongue. "Go ahead..." Gray froze slightly as he felt the second, relaxing with a smile across his muzzle as he finally recognised a scent. He remained silent as the azure let her inexperienced friend descend upon him, the other wyvern finally closing her lips about it as she bobbed awkwardly on the head.

He gulped, "Mind the teeth..." He had to admit, she was better than Valkyrie had been when they had first started mating, the motions pleasurable despite her lack of experience. And damn, did she know how to use her tongue, her manipulations trailing each and every ridge of his draconic dick as she settled into a rhythm. He blinked a few times as the cave swam back into view, his wyvern releasing him from the blind, allowing the dragon to watch the white determined to please him.

He shared a glance with Valkyrie, the azure grinning in response as she understood his intentions. She moved slyly, lying on her back as her friend was distracted, shuffling beneath the swaying tail before raising her neck, tongue trailing over San's dripping slit. "Ah!" Her eyes widened, looking up to catch those of Gray, the dragon winking as the other wyvern buried her face into her cunt, "Vawkree, ‘ee ca' see..." She groaned slightly, suddenly failing to care, the other female's actions already beginning to get to her.

"San..." Gray lay back as she continued, breath fluttering slightly, "I'm getting close." He could see a furious blush against the white of her scales, the wyvern increasing her motions in response to his words. The dragon groaned, pleasure building, expelling a small jet of flame as he came at last.

San's eyes widened with surprise, the wyvern coughing and spluttering as he sprayed his seed down her throat, pulling back to catch the majority of his load over her face. "Mine!" Valkyrie slithered between them, fluids still on her chin, tackling the white wyvern to the ground as she licked her clean, drawing close to kiss the other female as Gray looked on. Tongues entwined; the strong taste of the male not unpleasant to either of them. She made it a show for him, tongue trailing down her body as she settled to her usual place, wings spreading thighs as her tongue probed the other wyvern. Her hips swayed seductively, tail rising up against her back to reveal scales swimming in anticipation, "Mount me, Gray."

He didn't need telling, recovering remarkably fast before virtually pouncing onto her back, impaling her in a single thrust. Having mated so many times in the last month, he knew exactly how she liked it, his jaws closing about her neck as he fucked the wyvern like a feral. Clawed hands closed about her middle for purchase, wings spreading as his movements came hard and fast. Valkyrie moaned, the sheer force of his strokes forcing her to virtually muzzle-fuck the white wyvern. The response bordered on a scream as San's orgasm doused the azures face, the claws of her wingtips trailing lower as she toyed with her clit, Valkyrie lapping as she did so. The dragon however was slowing down, restricting his movements before finally stopping as his wyvern neared climax, "Gray?"

"Beg for it."

"What?" She blushed, hiding her face in the other female's crotch.

"You heard me." He ground his hips, drawing a long drawn out moan as San looked on with interest, "Beg for it." He repeated.

"Give it to me..." She muttered, embarrassed to be so submissive in front of the other female. Gray gave a few slow thrusts in response, jaws clasping about her neck once more.

"I can't hear you."

"FUCK ME GRAY!" She screamed it with abandon, not disappointed as he resumed his earlier pace. The azure bucked her hips furiously, desperate to return to climax after what she had been forced to say, the state reaching her faster than anticipated. She screamed out, Gray only increasing his pace as he felt her cum around his probing member. Regardless of how furiously he mated her, she never let up on pleasuring San, or rather; she couldn't give up since his pace was so feverish. The white wyvern was squirming, fluids glistening against her scales as Valkyrie coaxed yet another orgasm from her.

Gray had finally reached his limit, hilting at last and cumming deep inside his wyvern, softly bucking his hips throughout his orgasm before at last pulling out. Knees weak, she fell to the ground, thick dragon cum dripping from her exposed cunt as she rolled over onto her back panting. Gray grinned, "Good girl." She simply went red.

San gulped as he turned to her, receiving a nod of encouragement from the other wyvern as he drew closer, "Gray..." She was so similar to her guardian, "I've never done this before..." Fear was evident from her eyes alone, "Please be gentle."

"Don't worry." The dragon leaned over her, kissing the whites forehead as he lowered himself over the smaller creature, "Val has already gotten you nice and wet..." She blushed despite her fear, moaning softly as his member, slick from her friends cum, brushed against her clit. She looked up as he lined himself up, watching Valkyrie autofellate, licking mixed fluids from her own abused cunt. San moaned, only the head spreading her wider than anything ever before, completely different to a tail tip. She could feel him filling her, pushing agonisingly slowly until amazingly the dragon simply hilted in her. He smiled, the female wiping it from his lips with a kiss.

The pleasure was intense, nothing like the pain she had imagined. The dragon made long deep motions, taking her in a slow way nothing like his earlier actions with Valkyrie. She closed her eyes and moaned, gyrating her hips slightly every time he hilted, being slowly coaxed to a climax. San broke the kiss, closing her jaws on his shoulder, moans muffled as she came already. Her attitude began to change, "Harder. Faster. Deeper." Her timid exterior cracked, the wyvern crying out as Valkyrie had not long before, "FUCK ME!"

The grey dragon grinned, building up his pace, spreading the wyverns legs further as he stretched her beyond anything before. Gray looked down as he registered a new sensation, Valkyrie somehow having curled her head between them, tongue dragging over where they were connected. His smile deepened, determined to make her first time with a male as memorable as the other two had found theirs, his thrusts rapid and deep as Valkyrie lapped at the wyverns exposed clit. With this treatment, neither would last long, Gray desperately trying to hold on as he felt the most recent of several climaxes wash over the white wyvern beneath him. He groaned, his third orgasm of the encounter nearing at last, the dragon hilting in the squirming creature as he emptied his balls into her grasping cunt. He fell back panting a few moments later, his wyvern seeming to enjoy the taste of his cum as she began to lap between her friends legs almost at once. "Still anti-male, San?"

She moaned, catching Valkyrie's blue gaze, "That was incredible." She declared.

*****

Dran sighed, leaning back slightly on his barstool as he sipped at his beer. The local produce had proved to his liking, their booze defiantly worth a second visit if he ever managed to get any time off. He blinked wearily, casting his gaze about the bar, the lively atmosphere quite lost on him as he slumped a little. The bartender looked on disapprovingly, his tuxedo seeming to be somewhat offensive to the man, the strange outfit not fitting in this world at all. Jeans seemed popular though. "If you're going to follow me, you'd probably be more comfortable sitting and having a drink rather than hiding in the shadows." He spoke.

Yuri sighed, taking a few steps forward and dropping down onto the stool next to him, "What gave me away?" She seemed a little disappointed.

Dran just tapped his nose, "I don't like relying on it... But I have a pretty good sense of smell." He tapped the bar as he finished his drink, "And something for the lady too."

Yuri looked slightly confused as the bartender looked at her questioningly, "Oh, I've never been in a tavern before... Uh, what do you drink?"

"Give her a vodka." He grabbed his tankard, "Make it a triple." The hairy man over the counter seemed to doubt his intentions for a few moments before Dran chugged down his drink in one, loudly demanding another. He slid a few gold coins down the bars wooden surface in response.

"Real money? Why don't you just make your own with Feng?" She sniffed the drink, wrinkling her nose before knocking it back in a single gulp, coughing and spluttering at the unexpected fiery taste.

"Because I like to be honest when I can get away with it." He said simply.

"What about when you can't get away with it?" She tapped the bar as he had done, retrieving a second drink as the man raised an eyebrow. "You're suspicious... You wear odd clothes... You have a weird mark on your neck that's nothing like one of the eight... And you smell strange."

"No stranger than you or your mate." He responded.

"Gray is not my mate." She hung her head as a third drink slid into her hand, Dran's eyes widening as he watched her take the booze in a way that scared him.

"Then, I'm sorry." The man sighed, gulping down his beer, "Some of that vodka for me too, please."

"Sorry?"

"From your voice..." He caught her eyes, "You sounded disappointed."

Yuri slumped a little, the man having hit the mark well enough, "What about you? Nobody waiting for you back home?"

"I don't really recognise the concept of a home." He forced a smile, "And I don't have anybody."

"Rubbish." Yuri snorted, "A guy like you?"

Dran almost blushed, "I'm actually quite the loner..." He shook his head, "I'll never have anyone."

"Hmmm..." She was silent for a long time. "Want a bet?" The man raised an eyebrow, "You fire types have that foresight technique right? Look into the future and tell me what you see." Yuri grinned, "If you see anything at all, you'll pay for my drinks for the rest of the night."

Dran gulped. The thought had presented itself to the man at all, but who would want to know such a fate? He sighed, the booze having gotten the better of most of his usual inhibitions, "Okay." He closed his eyes, "Ji... Ji!"

"What did you see?" She leaned forwards interestedly.

"Just..." Dran opened his eyes, "Yellow... Lots of yellow... And some blue." He yawned, "I don't understand. Maybe I did it wrong?"

"A deal is a deal. Wrong or not." Yuri raised her arm, "More vodka!"

Dran groaned, blinking wearily as someone took the seat next to him. Quite some time had passed, the girl to his side lying unconscious on the bar, his own array of empty vessels piled next to hers. The man beside him muttered a few words, his alcoholic stupor dissipating in an instant as he recognised Arc and the purify spell. "Why?"

"Why, what?" He ordered a beer, tossing a few coins and drinking beneath his hood.

"Why the tuxedo? It makes no sense in this world."

"You're going straight from this dimension to the next. The tuxedo is important for your next mission." He was grinning, "Trust me. It's very, very important."

Dran rolled his eyes, failing to see the use in arguing, "I completed the mission... I trained the hybrid. Gray at least stands a chance now." He rolled his shoulder, "Everything else is set up for when they come."

"Good job." His eyes closed, "Remember... For your next objective, you'll have a seal in place. Only the fire technique will be available to you."

Dran nodded, "I'm going to drop the girl back off at the fortress before you send me on my way... I'll meet you after I've finished."

"Go ahead." Arc exhaled slowly as he left, Dran's seat swiftly taken by a heavily shrouded figure, "Akra... I told you to wait at the Valiant."

The veiled kitsune failed to care for the attention she was drawing, "Are you sure it's alright? Sending Dran off alone on a mission like this one? Why now? Why him? We've barely even had contact with that world."

Arc just laughed, "There's somebody important waiting for him there." He patted her on the back, "You'll see."

*****

Erin stared down at the mission brief, lit by the silver luminescence of a descending moon. He sighed, looking up at the pink wyvern beside him.

"They're coming."

~ Arc ~

Hope you enjoyed reading, and thanks for doing so. Please rate and review! Also, I'm still mentally working on some of the combat scenes that are coming... Of the eight flame skills, (Fire, wealth, illusion, eclipse, change, as one, soul, foresight) if anyone has any ideas for use, feel free to stick them in a shout or comment. If someone comes up with something particularly flashy, I'll credit you and stick the skill into the final battle. Thanks in advance if anyone fancies taking a shot. ^_^;