CotJ II: The Last Stand. Act I Part III
#4 of Chronicles of the Justicar II: The LAst Stand
[Planet: Drakos VIII, Caer. Year 3,568 AD, November 24th, 4:25 AM]
The Queen Matriarch of the draconians roared in delight as her prime consort pushed deeper into her again and again as he spread his battle torn wings when roared, his powerful voice echoing through their castle. Although males of their kind were generally smaller than females let a lone a full matriarch this did not stop the Queen's first mate, Azerigan, from satisfying her sexual appetite. But physical pleasure was not the purpose of today's mating session they had a busy schedule to keep too after all.
"Our new children will bring great honour to us my Queen" Azerigan whispered passionately
The Queen Matriarch felt her mate's cock become warmer and warmer with each passing push with her arms supporting her head and to keep her large body still on their carpeted floor so Azerigan would not have to reposition himself on top of her after every thrust. The green scaled consort had his claw dug deep into the Queen's thigh with his free arm holding her powerful tail to the side so it would not get in his way. Now standing up straight he was doing his best to make himself climax quickly as possible by going fast and faster with his waist continuing to pound against her behind.
"I am close my Queen!" Azerigan shouted but she did not respond which made him a little depressed as she was properly thinking about the welfare of their kingdom and the problems along with it instead of the here and now.
In a final triumph induced roar Azerigan reached orgasm; his hot load exploding inside of his mate. He slowly pulled out of her releasing his grip on her tail and thigh, a mixture of both of their bodily juices dripped from his still erected manhood as he sat down waiting for the queen's servants to clean them both up. In a few seconds the doors to their chamber opened up and many well dressed lizard men varying in age and sex made their way to the leaders carrying elaborately decorated clear containers, jewellery and expensive ornaments for the queen while larger and more physically built servants dragged in Azerigan's battle scarred runic armour.
"What do we have planned now?" Natyria asked as she placed her head low to the floor so one of her smaller kin could climb onto her maw to fit the gold earrings onto her horns.
Azerigan felt utter disgust to mention the next item on the list. "Our 'ally' has an appointment to meet with you my Queen." Answered the consort with several servants collecting his seamen from the base of his fleshy red penis to be put into the containers to be used for lesser matriarchs in future pregnancies.
"After all this time, you still don't trust them. Do you?" she asked
"They aren't even flesh and blood my Queen our alliance to them is only out of convenience and we only have the alien to rely on for their progress, they could be planning to betray us for all we know, and we need more security measures to make sure they don't plan anything that may go against our kingdom!"
The Queen Matriarch sat upright now looming over her consort when the last of her exquisite metals were placed upon her. "These same people you despised were also the ones who freed us from our enslavers, Azerigan. Although I value your opinion I will not tolerate disrespect for our exalted friends. Do I make my self clear?"
Azerigan put his head down now with his penis back under his scales. "I understand."
The servants left the consort's armour to be put on by himself as it would be to hard for the smaller creatures to do it themselves but as they left a cold chill filled the entire room sending shivers down everyone's spine, the carpeting began to develop a layer of permafrost which caused all the queen's workers to flee as if they stayed they would end up dead from their cold blooded nature and in the severe drop in temperature.
"Vurdamis..." Azerigan practically spat out the word as if he said it too slowly he would get a bad taste in his mouth.
The heavily armoured warrior wore a full plate battle gear. His helmet was that of a fanged skull that's jaw moved every time he spoke, it did it so well a lot of draconians thought his helmet was his real head with they way it looked and synced with his voice so well. His plated shoulders matched his frightening helmet with almost the exact same skull with their faces looking out into space and changing their facial expression depending on his mood. Icicles hung from all of the joints around his plate armour as well as a thin coating of ice covered his gear creating a nice blue tint and shine to his black armour.
"Queen Natyria I am here to bring you our after action report about our dealings in the front. The humans of VALOR have wiped out our advance forces and are now counter attacking your kingdom; they have also recruited the Red Claw Clan into helping them." Vurdamis stated
"The Red Claw Clan..." Azerigan pondered, he knew the mercenary like beasts wouldn't give a second though about rallying against them but he took everything Vurdamis said with a grain of salt. "What do these 'VALOR' creatures offer them?"
"Food, technol-"Vurdamis answered before he was cut off
"Technology, those mercenaries have always hated our ideology, no surprise they would use the top sin just to spite us."
"Quiet, Azerigan, allow our friend to continue." Snapped the Queen, Azerigan made a low pitch growl but she hissed at him to keep her prime consort in line. "Please Vurdamis, continue."
"As I was saying, the humans have been supplying the RRC with weapons and equipment, the outer worlds of your kingdom is under siege as the humans are strip mining worlds for resources to continue their own war effort, if you do not act soon they will be within the inner worlds within a cycle's time.
"If what you say is true then we must deploy the royal guard, our militia is meant for policing society not repelling an invading army. We will crush these aliens for their intrusion and use of the ultimate evil!"
"Azerigan! Enough!" The Queen matriarch ordered. "Yes the VALOR creatures have attacked our worlds but we do not know why, Vurdamis your scout forces only performed recon correct? "
Vurdamis had to hide his smile has his armour and helmet would give away his secret agenda. "We did as you instructed; my scouts found several new races, humans, rak'tan, darkspawn and valgary. We did our best to save them all but they ended up killing themselves, but that's to be expected of lesser species."
"And what of your leader, Lord Khaos? I haven't heard from him in a long time."
"He too met an unfortunate end. The humans destroyed everything and most of my scout force was killed, we believe the Seer has allied with the humans to rally against you."
This got both Azerigan and the Queen's attention. "The Seer, are you sure? I thought he was still in our borders" The Queen asked
"He has been evading both of our forces for the longest time, since he is a coward he has made several individual people 'special' to do his work for him so he can continue to lurk in the shadows to watch your kingdom fall. If you do not hunt these heroes down then they will bring your kingdom to ruins, it is undeniable."
"We will need more proof to back up your claims about the seer, VALOR and the supplement of the RRC. Where are my agents to give their own report on your findings?" Azerigan said which the Queen stopped bothering to shut him up, he was always bashful when Vurdamis was nearby.
"Of course, I will send for them immediately."
"Although my consort does not show it we are both grateful for your service to the Draconian Kingdom and wish you luck on future findings Lord Vurdamis. We will make preparations for diplomacy with the humans to see if they can help us find the seer and stop him." The Queen stated when she got up and started to walk out of their massive chamber on all fours. "Come Azerigan, we must gather our finest diplomats."
Vurdamis laughed. "Go on Azerigan. Follow your Queen like a good mate."
The massive dragon lowered his head as close as he could to Vurdamis without touching his body, his nostrils spouted fire melting the layers of ice on his armour. "When you betray our kingdom, which you will. I promise I will be the one there to kill you personally. You may have my children and my Queen fooled but I will use every fibre in my body to end this alliance and get your dark master's hands out my people's lives."
"Then you better act fast Azerigan. Soon the draconians, your queen and you too will serve the Grandfather in time..." Vurdamis whispered back
[Artificial World: Serria, VALOR High Command, Year 3,568 AD, November 24th, 4:50 AM]
The Vanquisher walked side by side with the much older general who still carried his swagger stick under his left arm. VALOR marines saluted the duo as they turned down many corridors with staff workers welcoming the Vanquisher as the perfect replacement for the old out of date MKI Justicar
"The prisoner you captured has provided some very useful information on the savages that have been attacking our colonies in the Omega region. You have made our President a very happy man corporal." Bismarck congratulated the Vanquisher" I must say corporal you are living beyond all expectations. No one who worked on your suit could hope for a finer soldier." Compliment Bismarck
The Vanquisher cocked his head and looked down at the well dressed High General as if he was going to get any orders instead of being praised upon.
"Right yes, with the prisoner's information along with what the Red Claws have provided us we were able to get an estimate of the draconian's military force and their territory." The general cleared his throat before continuing. "Their empire well exceeds VALOR in how many planets' they have under their control but with a much, much larger civilian population that often polices itself with their own militia which is what we have been fighting. The past wars took a lot of good soldiers from us and we had little to no recovery time; if this border war escalates we could be at war with the draconians and we simply won't have the resources to go against them for long."
The trophy clad human nodded in silence as the general was putting it nicely that he would have to send him on suicide missions if this skirmish war got out of hand.
"You are our best hope corporal. Only you will be able to save VALOR."
[Infinite Head Quarters, Communication Room. Year 3,568 AD, November 24th, 5:01 AM]
Arjun's stomach growled ferociously in hunger when Liken walked over on her hind legs carrying a dead cultist in her arms. She dropped the cadaver near Arjun's out stretched legs and pointed at it.
"Food." She said simply.
Arjun looked at the dead female darkspawn who wore a tattered brown robe; he knew she was dead because the head of the cultist was gone.
"Not its not, food comes from animals or plants." He answered back
The valgary pointed at the corpse. "Eat."
"Why don't you?"
"I already ate."
Arjun looked back at the headless body and gagged; Liken ripped a chunk of meat out of the dead darkspawn's thigh and held it to the human.
"I'm really not hungry anymore, reall-" he said trying to push her arm that held the gore.
"This is UNSF VALOR Flagship Dorian Gray, responding to your signal. This message will repeat every five minutes until you respond." responded the monotone voice of a filtered marine's helmet over the computer behind Arjun.
"Oh thank god." Arjun said delightfully for the well timed distraction.
Arjun stood back up and clicked the glowing blue button to respond to the video phone like communication channel. The screen flickered on to show the inside of a VALOR capital ship's bridge with a bored marine sitting at his workstation looking at the two way visual communication channel.
"We have received your signal and require you to open the hanger doors for evac, can you do that for us?"
Arjun nodded at the marine's request.
"Good, can I have your serial number?"
"One-zero-zero-seven-nineteen-three-six-four." Arjun answered with the barcode he was given at birth.
The marine nodded as his computer found his identification. "Ok Arjun...Fiaz, as I said we need you to open the hanger bay doors, you think you can do that for me?"
"I should be able to work out something..." Arjun answered back as he turned his attention to his Valgary ally who tore out anther piece of meat from the body with her teeth.
[The Shadow Core, Dark Spire. Grand Hall Year 3,568 AD, November 24th, 5:25 AM]
"Why yes, yes! I will certainly able to do that oh great one!" Malero said with his head bobbing up and down.
"See to it that you do Shadow master if we are to execute my plan we will need those human void soldiers working within the hour." Ordered Vurdamis
"Right away, right away!" said Malero before he went back to his experimentation room with several other draconian students following in behind him.
Baphomet came into the large hallway from her quarters making her way to the skull clad Vurdamis who basked in his fortress's power. "Good you're awake, now we can begin your first assignment for us."
"Mmm what would you have me do?"
"The flames of war need to be fanned some more, Azerigan; the Queen's head consort is breathing down my neck making it difficult to carry out the Grandfather's orders personally without compromising our true intentions."
"And what does your master plan include?" Baphomet inquired.
"The Draconian Kingdom is all that stands in our way for the Grandfather's return, all though they pose no threat to him they can still interfere with our operations but it would be hard for Azerigan to keep an eye on me if he was busy fighting the humans of VALOR..."
"But VALOR and the Draconians are not at war if I recall"
"Not at the moment, no... but you have the power take any organic form you wish. You will take the place of the human's diplomat with Malero's special void soldiers, and cause the hostilities between them to increase by ten fold. With Azerigan distracted we can focus our resources finding the Seer as he is the only one who can defeat the Grandfather..."
Baphomet rubbed her non existent chin. "Then if you had this plan why did you have us go through the trouble of trying to summon in the Grandfather?"
"Call it a short cut; if you had completed your mission the Grandfather could have destroyed the Queen and we would not have to waste any time trying to stay on their good side. But since you have so clearly failed we are going with my original plan."
"Which is...?" Baphomet asked once more
"Oh, in due time. We have a diplomatic meeting to attend too..."