The War ch10
#10 of The War
Marcus instantly stood up from his seat and started to walk towards the four dragons; he grabbed an apple off of one man's tray and prepped to throw it at the lead dragon....
The four dragons looked at the human in front of them, he was nothing. The leader of the bullies a gold dragon looked at the human with a smirk on his face.
"Why don't you go somewhere else Smooth skin this is our table." He hissed at him, the human boy just looked up at him.
"That was my breakfast asshole," The gold dragon chuckled softly, and punched him in the chest, sending the human skidding on the floor across the room. He slid to a stop and didn't get up, he was knocked out. The gold dragon started to walk over to now stirring human, who was just starting to wake up. Something whistled through the air and hit the gold dragon dead center in side of his head. The dragon looked to see Marcus who looked pissed off.
"Hey scale face, why don't you pick on someone your own size?" The gold dragon snarled at Marcus and charged towards him, angry that someone would stand in his way. He spat a small ball of fire at Marcus who easily dodged it. The gold dragon slashed at Marcus who sidestepped, kicked the dragon in the face. He snarled at Marcus as he jumped back, he lost his balance when he landed. Sliding over the apple he threw, now nothing but chunks.
The dragon punched Marcus hard in the chest; the punch sent him flying across the room and into a thin wall made up of drywall. It broke open as he crashed into it, revealing the dish washing room.
Jerin gulped, "Oh, shit. He shouldn't have done that, this is real bad." The other two dragonesses didn't understand.
"Why is that bad?" Zorella asked, looking at Jerin in slight fear, Jerin wasn't able to answer in time as a light bolt of lightning exploded out of the dish room; the gold dragon dodged it just in time. He could fell the static in the air as it passed.
Everyone in the mess hall quickly got up from their seats and ran to the far walls, away from the fight. Watching and waiting for what happened next. Three other dragons a red one, blue one, and an orange one joined the gold one. They were ready but scared a little at the same time.
Marcus stepped out of the hole in the wall slowly, white smoke curled around the hole. First his leg came through...then his whole body. Jerin gasped at the sight, on his back were a pair of dragon wings, the thin membrane was a blue color while the scales on the wing arms were a deep blue and white mixture.
Jerin realized what was happening; she knew it was rare for it to happen so fast but here it was right in front of her...
He was changing at a faster rate than any other hybrid that ever lived. The hybrids had the power to change at will, but some.... can start to change early. Marcus looked over his body as the white chalky smoke cleared, he saw he had wings...but stopped when he saw happened to his jacket. It was now nothing but a ripped mess, it was ruined.
"That was my favorite jacket asshole," Marcus yelled, he was mad. "You think you can do what you want and get away with it? Just because you're a dragon and he is a human you can do what you want because he is what he is?"
The gold dragon spat at the ground and hissed him, "I'm a dragon, we do what we please and take what we want. Who are you to stand in our way of our fun?"
***
Cynder was getting edgy from waiting so long, they were deep enough in the forest but she was to nervous come out and say it. She looked at Spyro; he was a handsome dragon, kind and helpful. He saved her from the darkness that had consumed her and brought her into the light.
Tell him how you feel! NO, it's too soon...How long will you wait? Until he finds a mate because you didn't come out and tell him how you feel about him!
Cynder sighed inwardly, it was now or never time. She looked to Spyro and opened her mouth, "Spyro...there is something I have to tell you..." her heart rate was increasing with every second.
Spyro stopped and looked at Cynder with a curious look on his face. She looked down and blushed heavily, she was glad she was black on the top or he would have seen it. She was so nervous that she could almost barely get the words out. "Spyro....this is hard for me to say but I have feelings for you, ever since the day you saved me I felt something for you. Even before that too. What I really am trying to say is..." Spyro was starting to catch on to what she was saying. He was having a hard time holding himself back. He wanted to tell her he loved her right now but she was about to be him to it. "Spyro, I love you, I want to be with you." Cynder felt as if a great weight was lifted from her shoulders.
Spyro stood there shocked for a second, "I have wanted to tell that to you for the longest time." He breathed, "I was going to tell you but you beat me to it." Cynder had never felt happier in all her life; she grabbed Spyro and hugged him fiercely. Spyro gasped slightly at the power of the hug. He was so happy; he didn't want the happiness to end.
Cynder smiled, "Spyro...you can let go now, besides we need to get moving. We can finish this later."
***
Marcus ducked as ball of ice passed over his head; he then did a backflip into the air and kicked it back to the blue dragon that fired it. The air seemed to ripple as he kicked it. The ice ball hit the dragon dead center in the face. He fell back onto the ground decided that the ceiling was more important at the time.
The orange dragon had bailed on the fight within seconds of Marcus coming after them.
The gold dragon snarled again, spitting a ball of fire at Marcus who grabbed a chair and chucked it at the fire ball. The fireball exploded against the chair, he quickly rolled to the left as another fireball headed towards him.
"Come on goldy, I can do circles around you." Marcus laughed as he dashed behind an overturned table before run towards the dragon again... The gold dragon roared in rage and charged toward him.
BAM!
Something large and red slammed into Marcus sending him onto the floor; he rolled to the side as the red dragon slashed at him. He jumped up and grabbed the red dragon by the head and sent a small burst of electricity into him. The shock was no were near lethal but it did shock the dragon pretty good. He jerked up and fell onto his back. Marcus grabbed a broken metal chair leg, and smashed it over the reds head. Knocking him out instantly, he then drew his arms back and dashed at the gold dragon. The gap closed at a furious pace. He swung the bar as the dragon came in range....
CRACK!!
The metal bar smacked against the side of the dragons head; he then hit the dragon in three key areas. His front legs, head again and his chest. The gold dragon fell to the ground in pain, Marcus was about to strike again, quickly the dragon called out a surrender.
"N-no more I give up. I won't hurt anyone again." The gold dragon wheezed, Marcus grabbed the dragon by the horns.
"You won't, and if I ever find out you bully another one of our comrades you'll be the one to pay." Marcus hissed, he let the dragon go and turned around and started to walk away. The room was filled with an uproar of cheers. He didn't know it but he had beat up a group of dragons that had been harassing everyone for over a year. The fight had only been around four minutes. He walked up to Jerin and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"I'll be on the bridge talking with my parents if you need me. Need to find out why I am changing so fast." Jerin watched him walk away an expression of surprise on her face.
"Dam," Zorella blurted out, "He beat the fuck out of those shit heads!"
The gold dragon stood up and grinned evilly, he turned toward Marcus and spat large fireball at him. The ball of fire screamed towards the oblivious Marcus or so the dragon thought...
Marcus whipped around and fired a ball of electricity at the fireball, both balls of energy collided with a loud BOOM! The gold dragons grin turned into an expression of fear, he realized he had made a very, very, very bad move.
"OK," Marcus sighed, "I really hoped it wouldn't have to come to this but......GET THE BRAND GUYS WE GOT A NEW ONE!" Every USCM soldier's eye lit up, evil grins on their faces. Even Jerin was smiling, she knew what he meant, many of the people USCM had brand on them as a show of loyalty and devotion to the greater good. Sometimes people who were a big problem got this, after they get the brand they are changed, different from there former self.
The gold dragon knew what he meant and made a brake for it but was caught by his own friends, who held him down. He writhed and squirmed as he tried to break free, a man held a blow torch to a chunk of wire bent and shaped into the four words USCM, it started to glow red hot before turning white. He started to yell and protest but was drowned out from the yells of laughter and so on.
The man set down the blow torch and handed the brand to the kid he had punched an excited grin on his face as he stepped forward and pressed it hard against the gold dragon left forearm. He screamed out in pain as the brand cut through his scale and burnt into his flesh, smoke curled away from the smoking brand. The gold dragon soon passed out from the shock less than the pain. Everyone cheered in laughter as the branding was complete he was one of them and now he was one of their true brethren. Whether he liked it or not.
Jerin laughed, she didn't understand why many of the male dragons were babies about getting the brand. The female dragons took it like a man, even the human didn't show such fear, they gladly took the branding with a smile on their faces. Well, the ones that wanted it.
Marcus grabbed the brand from the kid's hands, pulled up his right pants leg and pressed the still hot brand against his skin. He only grits his teeth for a second as the pain appeared, once down he handed the brand back to the kid. Marcus turned around and made his way to Jerin, once together they left the mess hall.
"Come on lets go see Caelia, she has waited for me long enough," Marcus said as he looked at his wings and stretched them out. He felt new muscles move and stretch as he bent his wings up and down, trying to get the feel of them. They felt amazing, now he could fly anytime he wanted, no longer did he need a jetpack or anything else. Jerin could see the look in his eyes as he looked his wings over. He was going to try to fly.
She stopped him, "Marcus, wait I wouldn't try to fly so soon, you need practice before you can fully fly." Marcus just smiled at her.
"Pain is the teacher, you mess up you pick yourself up and try again, I learn as I go. I'd rather not keep Caelia waiting. She can get impatient at times." Before Jerin could stop him he jumped out of the hanger and into the open air. Jerin cried out in shock and jumped after him, she looked around for a falling Marcus but she didn't see him. Where is he!?
Jerin suddenly a small tug on her tail, she looked behind her to see Marcus who was flying with no problem. "See, you worry too much. Remember I was trained by the best to learn fast, and I did." Jerin sighed; glad he wasn't a bloody smear on the ground. "So can we take the shortcut or is it not able to be used?"
"We can use it, it's just it's a one way ticket; once you go past you can't go back through. If you try you fly back through you risk getting shot down by the AA turrets that are stationed around the area. We should reach the temple in a few hours."
"Well lead the way." Marcus said as he followed her closely, careful not to get too close and end up crashing into her.
***
"Hey slow down, I can't keep up!" Marcus yelled as he fell behind, he slowed down to give his tired wings a rest. Jerin landed on a huge tree branch that hung out over the ground. A good one-hundred feet in the air. He landed heavily next to her, breathing hard, she pat him on the back saying.
"I told you that you weren't ready, it is not as easy as it seems." She leaned close and licked him on the cheek, "You look tired, lets rest for a bit then we can get going." Marcus grabbed his canteen out, taking four large gulps before handing it to Jerin who drank half the contents. She gritted her teeth at the pain of super cold water against her teeth.
"Ok, ok your right, I should have listened but I didn't. Next time I will." He sighed as he looked out at the vast landscape in front of him.
She leaned close again and growled cutely, "You better or next time I will hold you down and sit on your head." She smiled evilly and added, "Or I could hold you down and fuck you." That peaked his interest; she said that to get him ready for what she had next. The tree branch was twenty feet wide, more than enough room for what she had planned.
"Really?" he asked with a sly grin, "Sounds like fun to me, I would enjoy it more than you think." She looked at him with a smile before pouncing at him, he didn't resist as she kissed him deeply. She quickly disrobed him; she looked hungrily at his rock hard shaft, stepping forward she grabbed his arms and slowly impaled herself onto him. They shared a moan of pleasure as she pressed down onto him.
Jerin started to bounce up and down of his shaft, quickly coating it in juices. Her vaginal walls squeezed down onto his member, getting a groan of pleasure out of her lover. Marcus thrust his hips upward as she slammed down onto him; they pulled away with soft wet sounds. He soon stopped and let her do her work, just lying there, giving her what she wanted. "Give it to me," she panted, her tongue hanging out of her mouth, "Give me your warm gooey seed! I want it all!" He was more than happy to give it to her, but she wasn't going to get it that easily.
Marcus quickly jumped forward, pushing her onto her back; he thrust slowly into her wet pussy as it milked his cock. She screamed in pleasure as her mate took her, her body shook with pleasure. He stopped and started to tease her clit, getting a small jerk and a long moan of pleasure out of her.
"Ohhh, that feels so good." She groaned, leaned up she kissed him on the on the lips, wrapping her arms around his waist as he pounded into her. She suddenly roared as she climaxed, her hot walls clamping down onto his member which sent him over the edge. He yelled out as he climaxed, sending his seed into her awaiting depths in long spurts. Her cunt milked every last bit out before he pulled out and lay on the branch next to her. They just lay there for ten minutes speaking words of love.
Jerin looked at Marcus and smiled, "I think we have rested enough now, we should get moving now...."