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Silana looked terribly bored. This was the last lesson before freedom but she had got the worst teacher of maths she had ever encountered, an old wolf. He couldn't explain kinda anything to his student and he had a sort of sleepy attitude that infected even the most diligent one, and his speech could be described in one word: soporific. But he was also the kind of teacher that if he asked a question he wanted to hear exactly syllable by syllable what he said in the previous lessons, even if it was wrong. She knew, and also some better students, that sometimes he was wrong but 'cause he was a sort of researcher long ago it made him he think that in maths he knew practically everything.

Silana was a black dragoness with a deep blue under belly, her eyes and short hair looked liked dancing flames. From her head two simple white straight horns emerged, that in the middle curved downwards and then up again. She wore mostly leather clothes, plus some bracers and a black collar adorned with some plain short spikes, while on the front there was a heart embraced by thorns. She could have been mistaken for a boy if it wasn't for her perfectly round rear and the well formed breasts, which were nor big nor small, but giving them a very natural aspect. On her elf like ears she wore two earrings, one that looked liked blue crystal swords on the right ear and a tribal flame earring of the same material on the other ear. All of this gave her the look of a tomboy. She only had another half-hour before she could finally go home and leave school problems behind her.

The only good thing about this endless torture was to have in front of her one of the most beautiful male dragons that were at school, Zyndril. He was just as if an artist took a piece of raw marble and, taking care of every single detail sculpted an angelic dragon. She always marvelled about how his silver-like scales shone in the sun, how his long platinum hair waved at oncoming summer breeze, or his stunning red eyes. Every female, reptile, mammalian or avian or whatever they were would have fought to just have a night with him. She remembered that there was even a fight not too long ago for who should talk to him first.

Obviously Silana wasn't in the catfight as he thought that it was just a childish, immature and really stupid way to solve problems. She felt lucky enough that she could stare his back and occasionally his face when he had to ask something to her, from just borrow a rubber to have some explanation over a math problem. The conversations were always short since whenever Zyndril talked to Silana she was unable to use her voice, like as a sudden curse was cast upon her making her mute. Such sudden dumbness seemed to be circulating though the school. Every girlfriend he had in the past suddenly contracted, at some point, some rare disease or had to go to a distant country since one of her parents had a huge opportunity there. Many thought that he was just really unlucky and that was why he hadn't had a girlfriend for over a year, that he was so hurt by the strange circumstances that left him alone. Others were saying strange things, like that the school was haunted by a vicious demon that ate every one of Zyndril's girlfriends, that he was some sort of cursed creature. Obviously she didn't trust those rumours, despite the fact that she was an occult student herself. She kinda really believed in the paranormal world ever since she was a little hatchling. For an unknown reason she had many incidents, from a car almost killing her to getting a fatal disease that she miraculously survived. And every time she escaped death she could see something like of a light smoke resembling a dark dragon that was protecting her. When she had the Mirabola, one of the most rare diseases that hit only dragons, she felt the hands of her mysterious guardian and the soothing warmth of an embrace. Right the next day she was perfectly sane and became the first survivor of the Mirabola virus. As she was thinking of her past again, the dragon of her dreams turned to face her as the teacher was writing something on the blackboard.

"Hey Silana?"

"Mmhh yes?" she said, while a purple shade was now on her cheeks, as she nervously fidgeted with her fingers.

" It something that I've wanted to ask you for some time", he said, a gentle blush appearing on his cheeks too and his right hand scratching the back of his head in a nervous gesture. Silana noticed the nervousness of the dragon and tilted her head lightly wondering what was making him nervous. As the first awkward seconds passed he finally asked, "Would you... Would you like to go out... with me Silana"

Silana was totally shocked! She couldn't describe the sudden emotions that were raging inside her body like a tornado. Zyndril asked me to go out with him! She felt very amused of the request and hardly believed that what was happening was reality. Her cheeks turned even purpler, but finally regained control of herself and then finally said the word she wanted to say.

"Yes I would be mostly pleased" she answered and her cheeks were now totally purple, her eyes looking in another direction as she genially smiled. Zyndril smiled too, quite amused by the beautiful dragoness as he didn't think she was a tomboy like many of his classmates, but actually found her quite interesting, not like the other girls that would only talk about fashion, gossip or other childish subjects. And also for another serious motive... yes he was indeed waiting for this night. As he turned and since he was alone on the first bench, he secretly licked his lips.

After another tremendous half-hour of brain agony, everyone was ready to go out the class like they were sprinters in the Olympics. As the bell rang everyone sprang away and went to the gates of the school to finally gain their coveted freedom. Everyone except for the dreamy dark dragoness. But as she was on the edge to go away, a pantheress with long black hairs reaching her tail base, followed by a lioness and a cheetah blocked her way asking with anger

"What did you say to my beloved Zyndril? I saw you when you were talking with him at the last hour."

As Silana looked at the really annoying pantheress her mood abruptly changed and looked really bored at Lorana.

"That's none of your business."

"BUT IT IS. No one has to mess with my beautiful little Zyndril."

Silana face palmed, making a no motion with her head while thinking "It's unbelievable how full of herself she is!" She sighed and then looked straight into the green eyes of the pantheress and with a calm voice, as she was explaining something really simple to a little baby, she said "Lorana, he IS a thinking being and he can make his own choice about who to hang out with."

"But I know his tastes and there is no way he would hang out with a dark tomboy loser," she said snapping her fingers and smirking, thinking to have dealt at least a little stab to her pride.

Silana couldn't care less about what she thought, so sighing again she said "So WHY has he invited me this evening?" raising an eyebrow and smirking mischievously.

Lorana chuckled, but as she look better she could see that Silana wasn't joking.

"Wait... no that's not possible... you mean"

"Yep I have a date with Zyndril."

At that statement Lorana went as immobile as a statue, not believing what she had heard, and her friends also had their jaws almost touching the ground at the sudden news. They were so shocked that they didn't stop Silana as she walk through their ranks, a smile of victory on her nuzzle as she walked away and went to the bus stop thinking " the face that she made when I told her was priceless. Too bad I didn't have a camera in handy".

As the public bus came, obviously almost full, she pushed herself in, her body squeezed like a canned sardine. She could almost feel an intrusive tail touch her rump, but she couldn't say if the owner was doing it on purpose or not so she waited for a unnerving 15 minutes to reach the stop she wanted and finally went at home. As she arrived, looking at her home, a simple two floor house entirely made of wood, like all the rest of the avenue, not too far away and she felt finally at ease, at least in her home.

She walked to the door and gently knocked over it, and a male voice could be heard at the other side.

"Who is that knocking?"

"Dunno, maybe your starving daughter."

As the door opened, Silana looked up at a quite good-looking dragon, even for his generation. The dragon had gold scales, very deep on his shoulder and arms and softening in shade as it reached his underbelly and almost looked like bronze on the back. He had a straight nuzzle with a rectangular shape until it almost finished in length and became more triangular. His eyes were green and his short hair, which looked like a manga author drew them, was white as newly fallen snowflakes. His body was well toned thanks to his military service, but thankfully for Silana's sake, her dad became a bodyguard since they always gave him the dangerous mission that normally would be avoided by normal soldiers. He was wearing only his boxers since he worked mainly in night hours. The girl hugged tightly her dad, and he responded by caressing her back and head.

"So how are you today?"

"Tired as always...yaaaaaaaaawn... the pasta is almost done, as is the tomato sauce... sorry honey but I got to sleep. Today there is a big job I have to do."

"Well I also have something to do tonight. Guess who I have a date with?"

"That Zyndril guy you always mentioned?"

"How do you know?"

"You always talk about him like a sort of angel fallen to earth."

"DAD!"

"ahahahah come on. It's a father's duty to piss off his daughter."

He gave her a pat on the arm and planted a kiss on her forehead. Then with another yawn he went to his room and lazily waved with his hand a goodnight. Silana smiled as the older dragon went upstairs in his room. She finished cooking the lunch and then ate it with haste and went to her room, looking for some new outfit she bought just a few days ago. She wanted it to be the perfect night.

Meanwhile at the basement of the school a lonely dragon was drawing a circle on the floor. As he finished a full demonic pentagram was revealed, drawn on the ground. Then the hooded dragon took a ceremonial dagger and drew it across his left arm making a deep cut that was now leaking a little river of blood. He dripped the blood on the centre of the pentagram and as it started to glow the hooded dragon went out the magic circle. As soon as he was out he started to chant a sort of primitive song and he when he finished he said

"Lyzura, patroness of all the draconic vampire, your humble servant asks for your presence"

Suddenly a column of fire erupted from the circle, not escaping from the pentagram circumference. A black figure could be seen in the centre of the circle. Then the dragoness disclosed her wings revealing her form. Black scales adorned her body while crimson ones were on her underbelly. Long violet hairs went down her body like a cascade and her eyes were of the same colour. Strangely for a dragon, she was hornless but that didn't diminish her beauty. Also red tribal flames were painted on her wings, as well on her forearms and forelegs

"I'm Lyzura, First Dragoness Vampire that this land has ever feared. Who dares to call me"

Then the hooded dragon took off his hood and his vest. Shiny silver scales covered his body, long platinum hair went down his back and his eyes were as red as blood. The vampire recognized him immediately and relaxed. She walked to dragon and lifted his chin with her taloned forefinger and giving him quick lick to his muzzle.

"Lookie here, if it isn't my little Zyndril. f you invoked me it seems that you found a hunter mmhhhh...?"

"Yes my mistress and she still dormant, this will be the last soul... and finally we'll be together"

"Yesssssssss... Finally my favourite and my love will join me"

She pressed her body against him, taking the back of his head with her paw and pushing hard against his nuzzle and locking him into a fierce kiss. He pressed himself against the love of his life, embracing her with all his force, knowing that he couldn't harm her, though after some seconds a sort of energy separated the lovers

"Soon my love... soon we'll finally taste the pleasure of flesh and we'll be together for the eternity," Zylura said licking softly at his neck, while the dragon shivered from the excitement. Only this soul remained and then Zylura will be free from the Dark Realm and her master and forceful mate Rokaria. He nuzzled his love giving a little kiss to her cheek while she caressed his head.

He looked at her body and then her lovely face and unwillingly turned away to go to his home and prepare himself for the night.

"See yah again tonight my love," Zylura said to Zyndril, and with a puff of red smoke she departed back to her domain. The dragon flew with haste to his home and started to prepare himself for the night. This time, just a little hint of regret went through his mind. He really liked Silana and if it weren't for the fact she was a hunter she would be one of the few people where he really didn't want to take her soul. But he needed it to cast the final releasing spell. He looked for what he would need for this night. He wanted it to be the perfect night.