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Well I can't believe I'm actually going to do this. Write smut. Please be kind. I don't know how it'll turn out. So please be kind.

Warning this story is m/m shipping and also will consist of an idea of reality altering. Meaning one person alters the world's past, and changes the people in it.

I do not own any of the characters, minus Galidorous, my OC

One last warning this is going to be with the dragons being two legged instead of the Legend of Spyro Dragon's which were quadrupedal. This is because of the reignited trilogy and it would make them closer to humans, and easier to picture which would be more versatile to write as. Anyway, I hope you stay and don't hate me

On the last note, every dragon mentioned here is of age! I wanted to state this upfront to avoid any claim of that.

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The capital of the dragon population, Warfang has grown strong since the banishment of the evil Tyrant Malefor. Malefor, a legendary purple dragon, who wanted not only to rule dragons but all of the world. While the dragons admitted they needed a king, they refused to subjugate others. This was due to the dragon's belief that they were the ones too protect life not to control it. Also there was one other factor that lead to the rebellion of Malefor. Malefor had a taste not for female, but for male. He also sported a proud tent in his pants when he viewed his guards. It was said that many men were forced into this service. Once his crimes were brought to light, the dragons rebelled and banished Malefor into Convexity. A dragon council was formed with four dragons of the key main elements: Fire, Ice, Electricity, and Earth, being the leaders.

These leaders worked for generations to help Warfang recover from the battle with Malefor. This city has grown large and several generations of both dragons and the council has passed. The dragon population has grown so numerous that they have established other cities, FireHill, Frozencrater, Sparklywing, Grantiecove, and ScaleClaw to say the least, each having over a hundred thousand dragons. Many have rejoiced due to the dragon's prosperity as they also tend to the creatures and inhabitants to the land around this major cities. It was truly a wonderful age, the Chronicler had the privilege to view and to record in his many books.

Down in the major city of Warfang a thirty year old young dragon awakened, Galidrous, had just turned thirty. While that sounds like an old age, it wasn't. Dragons live for a few hundred years He was an adult though. So Galidrous still had the strength of his youth, and hormones of it. The wind dragon woke up slowly as the slow illuminated his plain apartment.

The apartment could be considered to be bare to say the least. No pictures on the wall, only a small fridge to keep meat, a small fire pit to cook said meat. No color besides the grey walls and floor. The only color came from a few faded red pillows, so old the stuffing was falling out, It was all the dragon could afford, Warfang wasn't a cheap place, and only the council, or the guardian dragons got any good places.

Galidrous was having a good dream before the sun reached his eyes, slowing opening them he saw his three quarters foot long cock standing proudly in the air. The dragon sighed, it was a good dream too. He was with Ignitus, he had just passed his big trial today, where he would try and become the fifth guardian, and the red daddy dragon took him to his bed. Where the red dragon with flame symbols along his body, slammed in him into the white room. The muscles in the powerful dragon were enough to lift the smaller leaner dragon off of the floor. The wind dragon felt powerless and horny in this state. It was wonderful and torturous at the same time.

"I'm glad you passed." The dragon spoke with a light growl. The growl only sent shivers down his spine. The red dragon leaned in, running his tongue along the younger dragons long neck. Galidrous could only marvel at the daddy's handsome face. A well age face with two horns going up with a slight crinkle in them as well as two orange horns that were underneath his main horns on the head, followed by a short pair of orange horns on his cheeks, and small red fin on his chin. Galidrous could only shiver, as the fire guardian seem to know which spots to swivel his tongue on, or to nip with his teeth.

Ignitus pulled the younger dragon off the wall, bringing him to his face. "You are a powerful dragon." Ignitus whispered, "But fire will always beat wind." Galidrous could only open his eyes to see the red eyes of the guardian turn from a red to almost a brown color, darkened by pure lust. Galidrous could smell the smoke coming off of Ignitus' breath. It was so intoxicating, and his mind already clouded with lust only clouded further.

"You like being dragon-handled like this. No power, no will, just a sex toy for whoever is welling to share their bed if you." Ignitus growled, while squeezing his claws tighter on the wind dragon.

Something hot, wet, large, and WET, was starting to poke at the dragon's bare ass. He suddenly realized that he wasn't wearing clothes. This lean frame on full display to the naked guardian in front on him. Instead of being ashamed, he was happy. Ignitus like his lengthy form. His dark grey scales for the main color of his body, and the dark blue scales that were for his chest, scales, and thighs.

Galidrous was focused on the sight in front of him. He wanted this moment to be edged into his mind, but the fire guardian slammed him down on his cock. The pain and pleasure that surged though his body overwhelmed his mind. That, pitifully, was when he woke up.

Galidrous was desperately horny from that dream. He knew he couldn't get ready without taking care of his cock. Taking hold of it in both of his claws, he tried to picture out Ignitus again.

Sadly since it was so fast, he couldn't picture it. It was very frustrating to the grey dragon. His hands giving his needy cock some slow strokes trying to find the fire DILF's image in his mind. Only for it to seem to disappear, as most dreams do. His cock softened in his hands, but his hormones didn't. Gaildrous took time to picture his first crush.

Gaildrous had a dream when he was in school before college, it was to be a storm ball player, but when he got to college he tried for the team, but it was an utter failure. He was slimmer than most of the other dragons, and while he had big wings, he hadn't had the strength or stamina to play well. He had never felt so humiliated in his life, or so many bruises.

A locker room became to form in his eye. He was a scrawnier dragon during that time. He had a college level physical education class to get too. He just came in to get his armor, a simple helmet, chest, and leg guards rented from Warfang community college. Very dull and very dented, but they saved people from combat practice. Galidrous knew he would need combat skills if he was going to be a guardian. The college's storm brawler team was already there either removing their special gold and purple armor, and showering. That was when he saw him.

The star of the team, an electric dragon name Plasma, was there under the water, showering. The dragon was buff. His arms were as large as boulders, his chest, round and firm, his legs were nice and meaty to support his frame, and his cock. It was large a good foot and quarter long. A black color like his chest and thigh scales.. His tail was yellow with the tip being almost like a star. He was the most popular dragon of the college, and the one that every dragoness had a crush on. And from that moment, Gaidrous' crush.

The fantasy was so familiar that it came quickly to the dragon as his cock eagerly jumped to attention. The electric dragon giving him a sly wink. Seeming to pose on the idly, just to emphasize his muscles, his thick legs, a nice bubble butt, of muscles, and strong arms, with a natural grey shoulders that seem to have lightning bolts pushing out of it.. The cock in the wind dragon's hands jumped at that particular image. Then with a slow seductive movement beckoned the dragon to come. A simple curl of his fingers, and Galidrous came into the showers, his lean body getting wet.

Galidrous took his time. Marveling at the handsome dragon before him. That chiseled face. That strong frame. Pecs that bounced as he looked at them. He could only feel his mouth water as he saw those neon yellow nipples go up and down on scales of black. Then those six pack abs. It looked like you could grate cheese on this things because of the scales. And below that, his cock. It was proudly at attention. A black veiny shaft with an even darker head.

The dragon brought his arms to the stunned Dragon's shoulders and spun him around. Pushing him against the cool shower wall, as the water pelted his back, wings and tail. Galidrous could only quiver as the dragon spoke to him.

"Thought you could get away with a look could you. Nawh, you look, you have to pay." With that a painful pull was given to the grey and lighter grey tail. Revealing his ass. His two butt cheeks were quivering in anticipation for the show. They couldn't seem to decide between putting up a fight or staying relaxed to let anything through.

Then Galidrous in the real world, took a glob of pre from his own cock and worked it on his claws, before bring his claw around to his ass. Moving his finger between his cheeks until he could feel it. His hole. It was quivering for some attention and slowing he sunk his claw into to. Gasping as his own imagination made the next step in.

Galidrous felt as the sports star's cock. Slowly at first. It seemed that both dragon's wanted to savor this moment. Letting the wind Dragan's ass get use to the piece of meat sliding into it. After a minute of it slowly going in, the wind dragon could only gasp, as the sensation became too much for him. A whimper was all he needed to do before Plasma started to slowly draw his cock out, or at least half that came out. Then he pushed back in a bit harder. That time he bottomed out. Galidrous could feel those black balls pushing against his grey ass.

In the real world Galidrous had stretch his hole out with only one claw and had started to push in the second. He whimpered as it went. He had never had actual anal sex before, and could only imaging the pleasure the actual thing would give him, this he got his amount from playing with himself. Scrunching his eyes, he focused back on his fantasy. He was getting to the best part and it was time to get off.

Plasma was thrusting into him. The Electric dragon needed to get off and with each thrust he pushed the grey dragon harder against the wall. Galidrous could only brace his arms against the wall to stop his cock from getting grounded on the cold walls and his own pudgy belly. But it proved hard. With a thrust, Galidrous was pinned to the wall, his cock in a very painful position, until he was pulled back.

"You like this don't you, my little cocksleeve?" The electric dragon purred. "Well, I may just need to have you stop by after our games more often." The star teased, before giving the wind dragon's ass a loud smack with his hand.

The cock never stopped pumping into him, but the star had lifted him with his muscles, and had took his other hand and started to pump the wind dragons cock. The dual sensations causing the dragon groan as the stimulation was sending tornados through his body. The sensation being so much. Then with a mighty thrust the dragon brought his whole cock inside, and let loose. A loud roar and warm semen coming out of this body and into his smaller partner. The warm flooding him was enough for the dragon to roar as well, as his own body released. And in the real world Galidrous released as well. Not roared, now it was never enough for that, but he let himself loose. A few splats of cum getting onto the floor in front of him, while most just was below his cock.

The wind dragon stood there on legs, that he wished weren't wobbly. He wished he could have an actual knock out orgasm that he fantasied about, but it never happened. He just stood there letting his seed flow. He knew he would need to clean it up later, but that was future Galidrous' problem not his.

After the stream of cum seemed to stop, Galidrous looked at his sun dial. It was half past nine. The dragon's eyes shot up in alarm. He was supposed to meet the guardian dragon's at ten. And now he smelled like cum and he was still gross from the night before.

The dragon rushed into his small shower, barely enough to fit a large dragon and turned on the water. If he washed up quickly he may not be too late.

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He was going to be so late. The wind dragon had barely cleaned off the grime to take of a look at himself in the mirror. He had the standard build for a wind dragon. He was lengthy, with a grey body, though not very dark as some dragons he has seen. He had only one spiral pattern on his arm, sadly lots of dragons viewed that as him being a weak dragon, due to the lack of symbols on his body and back. His chest, thighs, and arm insides were a dark blue. He also had sort of cloud shaped spines that were light grey. His horns are small and moves upwards, wispy dark blue. He had dark grey wings, with no holes in them, but also had royal blue scales adoring the sides were the bones were. On his shoulder was also some light grey scales looking like clouds as natural armor on him that were small fins on his arms, His tail ended with a sort of large fan deep grey. His scrawny arms and legs overall made him look like he would blow away in the breeze, or his tail because of the fan shaped ending it had. And he was very sad because of his colors. Most of his colors weren't very deep and they weren't manly. This seemed to have affected his confidence all growing up. He was never manly and would never attract the attention of a mate.

The only part large about him was his wings. Large grey ones that spanned a good thirty feet. They allowed most wind dragons to glide forever on the tiniest of breezes, and when needed cause large storms. But they were a pain to move at times. And right now was one of those times. Some wind dragon could use their wind and wings to move faster, but as hard as the young dragon tired he couldn't move any faster. He was sweating up a storm staining his official robes.

He was so tired from flying that he over compensated and rolled in the dirt trying to stop as he got near the dragon temple. Crouching a bit in the dust cloud he created, as he looked at the ornate building. It was said to be built during Malefor's time as a testament to dragon's power and strength. And it did. It was one of the few things that wasn't destroyed after the dragon was banished. The large columns, the gold patterns. The proud banners of fire, ice, electricity, and earth. He could only hope that if he was successful today Wind would be added that building as well.

Looking towards the door, the two guards there sneered at him. No doubt he was in a horrible start. Looking down at his golden robe, he could see that is was now caked in mud, from his own sweat. And even a few holes were add from his landing. He was not in any state to see the guardians, but he was already a few minutes late. He had to hope that they would listen to him still. Walking forward the two green dragons guarding the entrance put their axe's out in front of him.

"No Entry." One spoke in a deep gruff tone.

"But, I have an audience with the guardians." Galidrous spoke.

"No Entry!" The other one spoke harshly.

"Please, I'm Galidrous. I have a meeting with the Guardians!"

"Galidrous had a meeting with the guardians half an hour ago. You cannot be Galidrous!" The first shouted back at the wind dragon.

"No... You can't." The wind dragon whimpered. His feeling of rejection getting the best of him. His maw quivering as he held back tears.

"please..." He begged.

A fatherly voice spoke up, giving a spark of hope in the slender dragon's eyes.

"Rise young dragon."

There he was in all of his glory, Ignitus the fire guardian. He was standing between the door way, his golden armor, covering his thick chest. His legs were protected by golden guards as well, as well has some on his arms. He was definitely handsome. A deep red on the outside, with a warm orange for his chest and abs. The insides of his arm and legs were also the same color. His wings were average build, but his back seem to have muscles if based on the traps that were bulging around his neck. Despite having a body as glorious as that, even covered. The handsome face only had one of kindness and understanding. As if the fire guardian knew he had a rough day and only wanted to help him out.

"I swear Terrador has trained you guards to be too strict. We set aside a large time today to talk to this dragon.'

"But, Master Ignitus, he has shown disrespect to the guardians. Not only is he late, but look how he is dressed." The first guard pleaded.

"And you never had a day were everything went wrong." The dragon scolded gently.

"Let him pass." The kind dragon spoke, and the guards lowered their axes.

The wind dragon couldn't believe his eyes. Here was one of the guardian dragons coming to his defense. Maybe there was hope after all.

Rushing inside, he stood next to the elder. He could feel the burning holes of the two guards still looking in as the older dragon lead him through the temple. Beautiful would have been an understand. Proud walls of a sand marble harvested from the mountains stood proud with many ornate carving inside. He also saw several more banners of four main elements. Ingitus' words soon broke Galidorous out of his revelry.

"I'm sorry, but those dragons do have a point." The fire dragon spoke with a sigh.

"I'm sorry" Galidrous spoke, his heart beat quickening in dread.

"Being late and dirty will definitely affect how the other dragons see you. Particularly of Terrador and Cryil. The won't be happy to see you as this." Ignitus gestures towards the wind dragon.

The wind dragon could only look again at the dust and mud caked robe he was now wearing. It was one of his finest. He had saved up years for it. He bought it so he could try and make a good impression and hope that the guardians would listen to his proposal. His tail lashed out in anger, nearly topping over a podium that held a golden helmet on it.

"There is a place to wash up, but it would be better to face the guardians now than later." Ignitus spoke.

"I admit your proposal is interesting and should be entertained. But Cyril and Volteer are traditionalists, and are against it. Terrador could support you as long as you prove you are capable of the tasks set for you." Ignitus spoke quickly, looking around for guards.

Galidrous realized that Ignitus was helping him. There may be just a small chance that he may have already won over one of the council members. He knows that his proposal has been done a few generations ago, but maybe Ignitus was willing for change to occur. Leaving him in front of a closed door the fire guardian simply stood there.

Galidrous heard a loud bang in front of them and soon the door opened. In front of him stood four thrones each adorn with a different color. Starting from the left was a deep sunset red, with decorations of fire etched along on it. A forest green on that seem to remined the young dragon of pine trees, and just like it's brother had symbols of rock and gems embedded into it. Also in the right was one of a golden yellow, with symbols of stars, or sparks on it. And finally a powder blue thrown with snowflakes on it.

On those three thrones were the other three guardians. In the middle of the two others was Volteer. Like Plasma, he also had a yellow main body, but he also had a brighter yellow lightning bolt symbols all over his body. His chest, thigh, and arm insides were a dark grey color. He also had long jagged spines on his back, that were also that same grey. His horns were also a dark grey, that sectioned off, and after curving back, the curved sharply forward. He had large yellow membrane wings, with some holes in them, but also had grey scales adoring the sides were the bones would be. ON his shoulder was also some grey scales forming a natural shoulder amor shaped and were jagged going down towards his arms, while smooth on top. His tail ended with a sort of axe like design, with two grey almost bales on either side of a yellow pole. He had an intelligent handsome face. He had yellow horns on his cheeks, and a sort of grey fins as a sort of mutton chops and a small grey spines on his chin. Those spines probably grew after his fiftieth year. He had a very intelligent glint in his golden eyes.

Galidrous' mind instantly went into smut mood. He was thinking about all the ways the electric guardian could have his way with him. With his years of study he could probably have over fifty ways to get him to cum. Galidrous sobered up when he noticed Volteer's sour mood. Of course the dragon was pissed that he wasn't punctual.

On Volteer's left was a large, muscular green dragon. He was extremely bulky with a forest green main body, and a light brown chest and thigh scales. He also had light green island like shapes adoring his body. He had a sort of dark brown weather, short spines along his back. His wings were light brown membranes and dark green scales along the sides. He had larger, and more holes in his wings. The shoulder's looked like brown shale plates going down his shoulders. He had a short tan spike on his elbow. His tail was that of a dark brown spike ball design. His face was a weathered With large tan horns curling back like a sheep. He also had four horns leaving from the top of his eye brows and on the side. He also had some interesting scales on the top of his head and on his chin making a sort of beard and hair on his head. This dragon was Terrador, the master of earth. And commander of the military might of the dragons. He had a blank expression on his face.

Galidrous tried to reign in his mind, but Terrador's past as a general in the army popped into it. He could picture Terrador fucking with several high ranking dragon. And commanding other dragons to fuck at his will. It was the aura of irritation that the dragon gave that snapped the poor dragon back from his imaginations to take in the last seated dragon, Cyril.

He had a powder blue main body, but he had white or light violet diamonds spots all over his back and arms. His chest, thigh, and arm insides were a royal violet color. He also had shallow triangles along his back, that were a lighter violet than his chest. His horns were the same color as his spines, that pointed straight back. He had large royal purple membrane wings, with fewer holes than Volteer in them, but also had light purple scales adoring the sides were the bones would be. This shoulder had a sort of purple blue ice like structure on them. And that structure was also on his elbow. His tail was sort of a flower design of 6 blades arranged in a circle around his tail. He had a regal face. A large royal purple fins on his cheeks, as well as several smaller horns on his chine pointing straight down and a few on his forehead going straight up. His face did have a very regal expression which shown in his blue eyes.

Ignitus took his time to sit by his fellow guardians. His had an red body with it looked like dark red fire symbols all over his body. His chest, thigh, and arm insides were a light orange. He also had fan fire like spines in patches over his back, that were a dark red. His horns were a light orange, that when up but had a small kink in them curving them back slightly. His wings were large and orange, with no holes in them, but also had red scales adoring the sides were the bones would be. On his shoulder was also some red scales that looked like fire was burning on the side of his shoulders forming a natural palindrome on him that were small fins on his arms, His tail ended with a sort of large flame that was a deep red. He had a kind handsome face. He had two orange horns that were underneath his main horns on the head, followed by a short orange on his cheeks, and small red fin on his chin. He had wonderful red eyes.

Galidrous was powerless as the scenario as one of the royal ice dragons met with the kind fire dragon. Both talking about ways to improve dragon's sex life throughout the nation. Both of them being worshiped by dragons as they tease the two into a glorious orgasm.

Those four got to their positions due to their hard work, followed a process called a bid. Meaning that when a past guardian got too old, these dragon's used their connections to gain support of the masses and important nobles. From their a formal petition would be launched and after reviewing their qualifications, they were selected. For Ignitus, it was his work with revitalizing smaller dragon settlement, Cyril it was his connection with the nobles of Warfang and around, for Volteer it was the academic community, and Terrador was his military connections, promotions, and might.

It wasn't until a powerful cough interrupted Galidrous' drooling over his lewd fantasies. He was glad though for once about his small cock size, while his cock was erect, it was too small to show in his robes. Once again he could only sigh at the sight of his ripped, robes, that started to itch. The guardians, or at least all minus Terrador and Ignitus, wore ornate robes in their primary colors that had very elaborate stitching designs over it. Terrador was in a golden armor set on his chest, arms, legs, and arms. It was obvious that Galidrous may have been doing more than just staring at them so it was time to try and win them over.

"Galidrous," Cyril spoke coldly. "You have come before this council today to petition about adding a fifth member to his council." Cyril definitely gave him an icy glare there. He was looking at a scroll looking over it. He was looking over the written version of Galidrous' claims that he had submitted about a month before.

"You may give any clarification, reasoning, or justification to your claim. Afterward we may vote or give any test to see if your reasoning is sound." Cyril continued.

"Begin." Cyril boomed. A bit of snow flows out of his mouth. Galidrous gulps a bit, mostly because it appears that he had lost one of the guardians support. It felt so unfair, he hadn't said anything yet.

"Yes," Galidrous stumbled. "As you have read, I propose that after a thousand years, the time has come to expand the council. My reasonings being that dragons have become so numerous that another member needs to be added to represent this. I won't say much more that. Due to the lack of time, we can move to questions so I can resolve any doubts you may have."

Galidrous hated that he had to cut his speech short, but he knew that he didn't have time. By cutting out his half hour speech, maybe he could try and swing either Terrador, Volteer, or maybe both over to his side.

"Yes, I have a question." Cyril asked icily. "This is the governing council. While you have listed in your proposal that the dragon population has grown greatly since the time of Malefor, each town or area has its own governing body. Only if a dragon or city council refuses the council's ruling does it come here. So why would we need to expand this council, because the population grow argument is rendered moot by these smaller governing councils."

"Um... Um... Well majestic Cyril, even though we have the smaller governing bodies, the overall population has grown, as you know that there has been an increase in petitions given here. Another council member would lead to another dragon helping to move through these petitions." Galidrous wracked his brain. His main point had been the population, and how another council member would be necessary.

"Galidrous. Your petition is repetitive, archaic, overdone, heard, that we and the council members before us have heard this very same argument; such as in 143 a.m. 432 a.m. 681 a.m. and 915 a.m. All of these petitions have had more reasonings and much more support than your recent petition. And as you know it has never be approved of. Why should it be approved now?" Volteer spoke, pulling from his knowledge of history of dragon politics and proceedings.

"I um... Well..." Galidrous could only remain stunned. He had looked up all of those attempts, and while he admitted that they had more reasons, he couldn't bring them up in his mind for anything. It was as if he could remember reading them, but the words on those papers may have been washed in soup.

"Volteer." A fatherly voice soothed the poor wind dragons nerves. "While I admit what you say is true, the argument he has proposed is also true. We are in an area where the dragon population has grown over a hundred times what it was during those dark time. All new dragons have emerge: wind, poison, fear, shadow, water, sand, and some with a bit of control over plants. The only type we have never seen has been dragons of the aether. We are in a golden time. So another member would be wise to add. So my question to you young dragon would be, what type of dragon should be added to the council?"

Galidrous' feeling of relief was snuffed out quickly. Ignitus had ben on his side, so what answer should he give to keep him on his side. Galidrous knew he wanted to be the new guardian, and he was going to make a bid, once they approved of a new guardian. "Well, it would be one of those new types of dragons you mention Ignitus." Galidrous responded shakily.

Ignitus only looked on deeply at the dragon. "And if we did add one type of dragon, what would stop another dragon of a different element asking the same thing. Then we would get another and another and another until we have a council of over ten dragons. What would stop that?" Ignitus did have a point, and was picking at some clear faults in his plans. The annoying part was it was that fatherly tone. It was as if a parent was asking a child what he did wrong.

Galidrous felt so small at that moment. He knew that was a key argument given in the 778 a.f. petition. Searching through his mind he could only come up with two possible answers. "I would argue that a dragon from the wind, poison, fear, shadow, and water elements would be chosen. They would be evaluated by the current council and a worthy dragon would be selected by dragons of the current council, and backed by the nobels and dragon populace. As for your second question, I would argue that maybe it is time for the council to undergo changes. One dragon maybe added immediately and others would be added hundreds of years in the future."

Igntius only looked at the young wind dragon. "Are those you're your answers. Because from what I gathered from your paper was that you have a preference for wind or water dragon's being the main candidates, and the rest of your paper argued how wind dragons have contributed to dragon society more that water dragons." Ignitus only gave a harsh glare. Galidrous felt the heat of Ignitus' fury, the dragon didn't like dragons being two faced like this. Sure he was trying to direct them towards the wind dragons getting the next seat. Ignitus probably didn't like how much he wrote badly about water dragons.

Terrador cleared his through next. "Young dragon, I am a dragon of few words, letting actions speak for them. And you come here. Late, sweaty, caked in mud, stumbling over your own words, and when the guards I placed there to deny you, couldn't even make them stand down. You know my vote." Terrador appears really angry, unfortunately for Galidorous, that scowl only made him think of Terrador ordering him around as a cadet, punishing him for disrespect, and giving him a hard hate fuck.

Cyril released an icy breath. He obviously thought that this time was just a waste, and wanted it to end. "I think the council has made it's decision. Any closing remarks young Galidrous."

"I understand that here are may things that can't be answered at this time, but I feel that what I have said is true. That it is time for a change to come to the council, to all of dragon-kind. It's time that we remove one of the last remnants of Malefor's power, of only those four elements. Since that time there are more than four other types of dragons. We have over fifteen types of dragons. It is time for one of them to have a seat on this council." Galidrous proclaimed. He noticed a small glint of approval coming from Terrador, but only for a second.

Galidrous had spent a few days practicing that final remark. It was a gamble after all. It wasn't often that someone brought up Malefor. To bring it up now and comparing the council to it. It would either spur action or his immediate expulsion.

Both the ice and electric guardian had looks of fury on there faces.

"It's time to vote. Ney." The ice dragon spoke, a cloud of ice coming off of his maw, letting it float over the wind dragon.

"Ney, Niny, Not, denied, never, No." Volteer rambled. Each shout brought out a small spark of electricity that each time got closer to Galidrous. The poor wind dragon flinched as the sparks almost reached him.

"Negative." Terrador boomed. Galidrous felt the earth seem to shake. And with that, Galidrous felt his heart dropped. With two no's, he could ask for a retrial at the later time, as well as bringing in a fifth impartial dragon to remove any option for a tie. Three no's means that his request was denied, but could be contested after ten years. But four no's then.

"I'm sorry young dragon but no." Ignitus spoke. Galidrous felt his heart shattered. His request, his dream. It could not be brought up in two hundred years, and his name could never be mentioned anywhere. He couldn't submit it, give any signature to support it. He was shut out.

Galidrous went numb. He could only look at the floor.

"But, but.... Please. Please you much listen!" Galidrous started to shout. He always pictured that after this approved after a hundred years or so he could become the new council member. Wind dragons should take the seat as they have helped stop storms, end droughts, helped with the expansion of dragon kind. While the other numerous dragons, the water dragons only splashed about in the water, caused waves, and so little things. This was not how it is supposed to go, he thought.

"Guards Terrador shouted." Instantly Galidrous felt two large claws on his shoulders, and two more holding his wings back.

"Get him out of there." The earth guardian roared. And with a tug Galidrous was taken from the dragon who denied his dream.

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Galidrous didn't know what was worse. To be denied or to be laughed at about his dream. He had slowly made his way back to his apartment. He really didn't want to be anywhere. Once he made it back to his apartment, he felt the dam break.

He cried, he cried and cried. What he had worked for over ten years had been crushed. He had this dream, when he was in beginning school, after he learned about the council and he asked what dragons were on the council and then asked were the wind dragons were. The teacher said that the wind dragons weren't on there. It was then that swore that he would be the first wind dragon on the council. The whole class, including the teacher, laughed at him. And then word got out, and he was ridiculed for the whole time at school and even when he got to a new school. This was what it felt like right now.

He let his tears flow. Once he got he got home he just fell on his one ripped and tattered pillow. Slowly, ever slowly night came. Though he didn't notice it. It was only when night had come and the moonlight shown that the tears had stopped and sleep over took him.

Sleep was weird this time. No nightmares, no horny dreams, no actual wish fulfillment dreams. It was different. Galidrous ultimately found himself in a void. Only he was there. He tried to go forward, but went nowhere. He tried go down to no avail. He tried conjuring his wind element to blast the void, but nothing game.

Soon a voice echoes from the void, coming from everywhere. "Ahh young dragon!" Galidrous could only flinch at it The voice wasn't happy, angry, but there. It was everywhere, deep, and powerful.

"Just leave me." Galidrous spoke. He didn't want to talk to anyone. Even a voice in his dream. He just wanted to be alone.

"I think you would like to hear what I want to talk about." The voice roared. Glaidrous could only quiver at the volume and the irritation he felt from the voice. "So shut up and listen worm."

Galidrous felt himself stiffen and then start to swing around. He wanted to view the owner of the voice. But everywhere he looked he didn't see anything. This only unnerved him even more.

"Looking for me young one." The voice echoes back amused, Galidrous could hear the mockery in that voice now.

"Yes. I would at least like to know who I'm talking to!" Galidrous shouted back.

Suddenly two golden blood shot eyes appeared. Galidrous could see not only the golden irises with slight flakes of purple in them, but also his reflection. A slim grey and blue dragon, with giant wings. A sad pathetic dragon.

"At least you see what you are. A sad little dragon, with nothing to his name. You can't even get a dragoness, not that you want one. I know the feeling. I desired the taste of male flesh. I was reveled for it."

"You're... You're Malefor..." Galidrous whispered.

"Correct young one. It has been a while since there as been one who shared the same attraction to the male sex." Galidrous felt shame washed though him. Have something in common with Malefor was very frowned upon.

"Don't' worry though. I understand why. Males. So powerful, viral, big muscles that can grow with effort, and with a boundless drive for sex and best of all no worry about hatchlings." Galidrous curled into himself. Just whispering that this is just a dream.

"Calm, young dragon. I mean no harm to you. I want to give you a gift. I got something very special, but I can't use it. You can use them much better than I can." Malefor soothed.

"What would you give Galidrous? To be the wind guardian, to have as many sexual partners as you could dream of? To have the body, a big strong, manly body with huge muscles, as a cock dragons would be envious of? That you always desired. What would you give? What would you do?" The voice whispered this time. Galidrous tried to block it out, but the soft voice seem to enter his ear despite the hard pressure of his hands trying to block the sound.

There was no voice for a while, but Galidrous could feel that presence. It is as when you feel someone drilling holes in the back of your head through with their eyes, but the eyes this time are everywhere. Glaidrous felt horrible. He just wanted to get away, and thought long and hard. A small warmth was felt in his chest. A plea in his chest sought to escape.

"Anything." Galidous whispered. He let it out, it was a relief to actual speak it out loud. Letting his wishes out. He could have it all.

"What was that?" The voice spoke back, the eyes returning to stare right at the dragon.

"Anything! You happy now. I would give my life and soul to have that. To be a guardian to have the body I want. To fucking have sex and not feel ashamed by society." Galidrous yelled. He uncurled his body and got up to stare right in those eyes.

"Well spoken." The eyes seemed to fill with a surge of mirth. Galidrous seemed to shrink down. Wondering did he just make a deal with the devil.

"When you wake up, you'll see my gift." The voice spoke. Galidrous still was confused. What was this gift? What did Malefor want from him? Why talk to him? He couldn't be the only closeted gay dragon in Warfang?

"What is your..." Galidrous began.

"Quiet!" Malefor shouted. Glaidrous could only cowl at the intensity of the voice.

"I don't have much time. Not after waiting so long for your precious pity party to end." Malefor snapped. Galidrous could only feel down at his own stupidity and worthless.

"Write your own destiny." Malefor spoke, starting to sound worried. He had a point. Galidrous felt as if someone else was in the void. Not just him and Malefor. Someone was coming. And it seemed like Malefor knew it too.

"Wake up and write your destiny. Change your fate and the fate of the others I have given you." Malefor spoke quickly.

Before any other questions could be asked, those golden eyes disappeared. And the presence disappeared from the void. Galidrous stayed in that void for a long time. He could feel that other presence, that it seem to be looking around, and spotted him a few times, but it never seem to take actual concern of him. After hours of this time void, Galidrous could feel his mind leave the void and return to the physical world.

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The sunlight once again awoke Galidrous. That annoying sun light shining in the wind dragon's eyes was easy to wake him up. Galidrous was still in a poor mood as the memories of his petition being shot down yesterday. The sky seemed to mock him. It quickly put Galidrous in a foul mood. He knew that he was going to be a laughing stock and couldn't even think about going to his work as a food deliver today.

Getting up, the dragon went to the bathroom to take a shower when his left claw tripped on something. He fell, landing hard on his chest and face. At least it wasn't his wings. Have a broken wings as a wind dragon, he would be an even bigger laughing stock than now.

Looking back he saw six books now scattered on the floor. He knew he didn't have any books. Let alone tomes this thick. Sitting on his butt, he gathered one of them to his claws. The deep red cover had a golden stitching on it, and on the spine had a single word on it 'Ignitus." All he could think was why did he have a biography of one of the guardian dragons. It would have been good to read up on each dragon, but Ignitus didn't have a biography as far as he knew.

Looking over the other three easy to reach books he noticed the yellow one with grey stitching had Volteer's name on it, the Green with brow stiches on it read 'Terrador, and the final, powder blue with royal purple stitched proudly held Cyril's name. Looking quickly through the four books in his hands he it seemed like a typical biography. Stating where each was from when they were born.

They even have the stories of each guardian. He could see the long list of Ignitus' work with teaching and helping uplift several of the new dragon settlements. Volteer's many academic accomplishments and contribution to the field of elemental harnessing and using electricity. Terrador's military history took almost all of his book. While Cyril's had a length pedigree explanation and Cyril's many times working politics, nobles, and helping the common dragon.

It took a few hours to get through the history of the dragons in front of him. Then he noticed two last books. One was a white book with neon blue stiches, saying Kronos. But when Galidrous opened it, it seemed that most of the book was missing. All it had was that Chronos forgot most of his past life and spent the rest of this days reading books. He didn't have any desire to read a much of summaries. At least that book was a quick read, unlike the other four.

The last book was the most interesting. It was grey book with blue stiches. What was the most interesting part was that it bore his name on its spine 'Galidrous.' Opening it quickly he noticed that a silver quill fell from its pages. The wind dragon didn't notice. His claws speeding through the pages of the book as the wind dragon's eyes widened at each moment of his life he read. His first crush, when his mom died, the bullying he endured at school, his jobs that didn't require higher education or elemental control, and even his blunders yesterday. It was all there. Galidrous could feel his brain explode, wondering how in the world was it all here. He also blushed deeply when he saw that his own sexual fantasies were written inside in graphic detail. Never had his face felt so hot.

It was only when the gleam of the sun off of polished silver caught his eye. He saw the quill that was inside his book. The quill felt stiff in his hand, or at least the feather part did, as forth actual shaft of the quill it felt good in his hand. Soon the memory of his dream came back to his mind.

"Wake up and write your destiny. Change your fate and the fate of the others I have given you." The voice seemed to echo in his mind. Moving past the page were he found the books. Galidrous still took a moment when he read the part where it said that ' he took a moment after he read the pages of his book.' It was weird to see that book was writing itself still.

Suddenly Galidour's dick started to harden as he got an idea. If this was true, he could get anything we wanted. Be a guardian, be super buff, have sex day and night with whoever he wanted. Everything was possible in his hand. Though his mind was still filling with thoughts of fucking as many dragons as he could. And his dick hardened in response. Soon his dick reached a proud nine inches. Then looking down on his own dick, he thought that he could get a dick he really wanted.

Grabbing the quill, he looked for an ink pot. Seeing one by the door he ran to grab it. He plunged the quill into it and opened up his book again. In his haste he wrote very vague.

"Galidrous is a manly strong wind dragon, with a huge cock, and just became the newest member of the dragon council" Galidrous was writing so quickly he didn't even notice how bad his own claw writing was.

Looking at his body, his hopes were soon extinguished about the book ,when nothing happened. His arms were still scrawny, his dick was still the same, and he didn't feel any more powerful. Looking at the quill in his hand, he prepared to throw it when it suddenly glowed purple. The quill flew out of his claws with such force, that he sworn one of his fingers disjointed because of the pain.

The quill floated in the air before flying at him, writing on his arm.

"FOOL! You can't change things so quick and so drastically. Start with one of the guardians." That quill writing was hard and hurt his arm. Surprising him when the feather reached up to his shoulder it jumped to his other shoulder, just under his cloud shaped shoulder and continued to write. "Change things in their lives! Once reality is malleable enough, then you can become what you want!"

Next the quill suddenly stopped glowing purple and fell. Galidous reached out and grabbed the quill in his hand. Two things became very clear to the dragon now. One the dream was real. Two Malefor was actually out there. And three, the quill didn't need Ink to work.

His hand shook as he looked at the four books of the guardians. His dick once again was twitching as his mind went into overdrive. Viewing each one, and his thoughts were jumping, thoughts of fucking them, them fucking him. His hands were shaking just from how much he wanted to jerk off right then. Taking a quick breath he reached out. The question was now which one?

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Well that was intense. The plot has been set and the next chapters will hold much more smut.

The next four chapters can be read in any order, they are meant to be individual all taking apart from each other. Feel free to read in any order you wish.

Though if you are here for the release of these chapters, leave a shout out and tell me which guardian you want to read about first.