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Serene, on the other hand, was in a completely different situation than Shadow as she walked through the portal leading from the gods realm. Almost upon rematerializing, she was taken prisoner, tied to a stake, and hauled off to some unknown area of the planet she had been sent to. Her captors, strangely enough, were bipedal gryphons, all bearing the traits of their four legged counterparts. They could both speak and understand her language. What set them apart, though, was the fact they were a very warlike species. She seemed she was the catch of the day and was being hauled off like some trophy.

"Where are you taking me? I demand to know."

One of the gryphons leaned in close and simply said, "If you wish to live a little while longer, I suggest you keep your mouth shut. You will see soon enough." What seemed like forever, they had finally reached their destination. It was a small fort-like settlement. The walls were made with the trunks of some large tree and the outside area had a walkway mounted to the top. In the centre of it all was a large hut-like structure, with what appeared to be honour guards standing to both sides of the main door. In a small corner of the fort, she spied a lone gryphon, a juvenile by the look of his plumage, under the watchful eyes of his more aged counterparts. He didn't appear to be of this particular tribe, judging by the looks of the numerous welts and half healed wounds under his feathered and furred hide. He must have noticed her looking at him and, almost imperceptivily, shook his head before she noticed he was holding out a small dagger hidden in his right wings covert feathers. Nodding in time to her captor's gait, she bided her time. After passing through the central huts outer doors, she found herself in front of the largest of the bipedal gryphons. He must have overshadowed all of them by about a foot. Getting up from his seat, he walked over and eyed her with disdain.

"Bleh, another dragon. I've seen more of your kind in the last few days, scurrying around like insects, than I care to count."

Waving her captors away, she soon found herself outside and, with a few kicks, thrown to the ground beside the juvenile she had noticed earlier. The young gryphon helped her to her feet. "My name is Renac. What's yours?" Serene replied, "I'm Serene Skystreak." Renac nodded. "I have yet to earn my second name." Nodding in understanding, Serene looked around.

"Are you the only one here?" He shook his head. "No, unfortunately. The rest of us are being used by the warriors of this tribe as relief for their stress." Cocking her head slightly, she could hear the sounds of crying in the different smaller huts surrounding the large one. She cringed as the visions she struggled to suppress found their way to the fore of her mind. "Do not fear, Serene. They prefer gryphons to dragons as they can be easier to subdue than your kind. As for the guards standing over us, they do feel sympathy for us. I have earned there trust, but the others of this tribe are very unruly. Only strength seems to matter to them. As I am only in, what you would call, my adolescence, they deem me less of a threat than they would an insect. Also, since I am so young, I am spared their attentions, at least for the time being."

Serene then looked to the numerous injuries spread across Renac's back. "These are from when I was captured no more than 5 days ago. You are lucky they found no interest in you. If they were smarter, they would have noticed you were female. As such you are spared their ministrations." Serene sighed a breath of relief. "Also, do not try to fly to escape. They have archers posted atop the walls, ready to shoot down any who try."

Seating himself cross-legged on the ground, Renac waited. Looking around, Serene noticed certain patterns to the warriors posted along the walls and inside the fort. They all seemed to have certain markings to there plumage that separated them from one another, as if they were some sort of rank. The two guards at the entrance of the great hut had beads and such, adorning their feathers and crests that the others did not. Noticing her attention on them, Renac explained. "Each warrior has a certain pecking order here. The more battles and contests each has won, earns them a trinket. The more trinkets one has, the higher rank and the more privileges they are entitled to. At any point, if they decide to hand one in, earns them some form of extra food portion at their feast times or more time with the captives. But there comes a catch. If one hands in too many, they become demoted in rank and have to earn there rank back through combat and contests of strength. Every warrior here has seen their fair share of battles so the odds of all of them becoming the lowest rank again are very slim." Serene nodded in understanding before laying herself, with her head resting on her forelegs.

Scurrying closer, Renac asked her, "Would it be alright if I curled underneath your wing, tonight? The last few nights have been very cold. My winter plumage has yet to emerge, since I'm from the southern climates." Serene nodded and, raising a wing, allowed Renac to curl beside her. "Thank you." Later that night, one of the guards tapped her on her shoulder. "If you wish to save the boy, I suggest you leave tonight. The rest of my tribe will be feasting and drinking themselves into a stupor after a successful battle earlier in the day. Do not worry for us. We will make sure your escape does not lead to our deaths." Serene nodded and thanked the guard for his advice. Slowly getting up, she was surprised to find Renac already up and about. Dropping to one knee, she said, in a hushed voice, "Get on. I'll carry you." Nodding quickly, he climbed on. After having the guards secure him to her back, she said, "Thank you, yet again." "Do not worry about it. Rank has its privileges."

Spreading her wings, she power stroked once and was airborne. Heading in a southerly direction, she looked back once as a sudden flare of light almost blinded her. After the flaring had died down, she was amazed to see the entire fort had gone up in flames. Looking back at Renac, he replied, "The guards had tampered with some of the drink caskets. All it took was a torch in the right place." Looking back at the raging inferno that was the fort, she smiled. And yet, as she flew away, was also saddened at the loss of the kind guard that had helped them get away.

The early morning light greeted Serene as she glided to a small cave she noticed, as the sun just cleared the horizon. "Renac, you awake?" "Yes, I'm still awake, but I don't know for how long. I feel very weak, especially since I haven't eaten in a few days." Nodding, she landed softly and, after setting down her burden, stated she was going to find some food. "Be careful, Serene. There are things out there that will even best a dragon." Smiling, she took off. Renac walked inside the cave. Inside was a dry dirt floor, and some wood that must have blown in from some storm or other natural weather. Gathering it into a small pile, he made a ring of stone, and proceeded to make a fire. Surprised to find flintrock, he soon sparked a small flame and soon enough, had a nice campfire lit. After feeling warm for the first time in days, he was even more overjoyed, when Serene came back with both fruit she had found and a brace of rabbits. After skinning, gutting and skewering the rabbits over the fire, they let the fillets cook as they ate the fruit.

"I haven't eaten this good since the day before first snowfall. This is great." Serene nodded as she bit into an apple. Although she could eat the apple in one bite, she took chunks out of it instead. It might be the only decent meal she might have here, might as well enjoy it. After the fruit was gone, the rabbit fillets were just perfect as Renac pulled them off of the fire. Handing one to Serene, he tore into it with ravenous hunger. Being a gryphon, and mainly a carnivore at that, meat was the primary item in their diet. So a gryphon without meat for a while tends to get vicious when meat is presented to them. After the rabbits were gone, Renac laid on his back and, very loudly, burped. Serene couldn't help but laugh. Renac laughed as well, as the fact that they had escaped from a prison just suddenly dawned on them.

"Well, Renac, since you must be exhausted, I'll take the first watch. You get some sleep." Renac nodded, and with a quick shuffle of his wings, was soon snoring softly. Serene could only smile to herself. Here, a young boy, braved the odds, met a dragon, escaped, and was now for the first time finally able to rest, knowing he had nothing to fear.

It was night when Renac awoke. Looking around, he noticed the fire, although low, was still lit. But Serene was nowhere to be found. Getting up, and brushing off the dirt on his wings, he walked outside. There, on a small outcropping of rock, Serene was crying. "Serene? What's wrong?" Serene whipped her head around, and saw it was only Renac. "It's nothing. I'll be fine." Renac just shook his head. "There's definitely something wrong if you're crying. Tears don't just appear unless you're worried about someone dear to you. Are you afraid of something? Or is it afraid for someone?" Serene looked at Renac's eyes and saw compassion. Getting up, she headed back into the cave. Settling herself on her side, she began her tale of why she was here, where she was from, and what she needed to accomplish before time ran out. Throughout the entire tale, Renac was rubbing her neck from head to shoulders in a gentle, single stroke motion. Renac astounded her by offering to go with her if she couldn't find anyone else. "Thank you, Renac that is very kind of you." Renac blushed. He had never been close to a female before, and here he was, within a feathers length of a dragon, and a female at that. Just the thought of it sent a jolt of pleasure straight through his body. She must have sensed the change in his body temperature, since she turned around to look at him, face to face.

"Is something wrong, Renac? You seem a little flustered." Renac blushed even harder. It was very evident on his face he was embarrassed. "It's just that you're the only female, from any species, that I was close to, even for a short while. It's a little new to me." Serene smiled inwardly. Here, a young male, barely out of his adolescence, was having jitters around females. Mind you, she also had those same feelings when she first started going around Shadow when they were younger. Her father had described those feelings as lustful urges. Even though they would come and go, they were very hard to deal with, especially if there wasn't anyone around that could ease those urges. The hard part was, if those urges came, and the only being around was one of the opposite sex, trouble soon followed. Or bliss, it depended on how you looked at it. Serene either had to help him through it or it was going to escalate into something he may regret later.

"Renac, I think I know what it is your feeling. Have you ever had these feelings before?" Renac thought for a few moments before answering. "No, not until today when I saw you. Why?" Serene thought carefully before continuing. "What has been the closest you've ever been to a female?"

"Other than today? Never." Serene sighed. He was entering his state of sexual excitement. It must have been triggered from the recent escape to the sudden feeling of food filling his belly. Also the fact that she herself was in a rather revealing position, laying on her side and having her neck rubbed probably didn't help matters much. Here was the kicker question. Depending on how he answered would determine how she continued. "Have you ever touched yourself in certain areas that felt really good but the feeling didn't last for very long?" Renac felt like he just got caught with his hand in the treat jar. He stuttered his answer.

"Y-yes-s."

Serene slowly got up, knocking Renac onto his back, and stood over him, his hind legs between her front legs. Looking at him in the eye, she began. "I'm going to help relieve you of these urges. But I have to ask one last question. Has anyone explained to you how a mating goes?" Renac was shocked. Was that what the problem was? He wanted to mate? "Well, I was shown what the differences between a male and female were but I didn't know what they were used for, other than relieving ones bladder." Looking down, she could just see the tip of his pink member poking out from his furry sheathe. "Well then, I'm going to finish your teaching, one on one."

Before he could ask what she meant, she flicked out her tongue and teased the tip of his tool. Gasping, Renac's hind legs relaxed and even more of his member soon made itself visible. It was impressive to look at, for a gryphons at least. From the small bulb at the tip to the smooth, main body all the way to the knot, it was a rosy pink and glistening with his natural juices. Growling in her throat, she took the whole thing, knot and all, into her mouth, wrapped her tongue around it and began to suckle. The feeling of his prick, completely surrounded by a warm, moist environment was so new to him; he bucked his hips into her mouth as he shot his first load of semen straight down her throat. It almost caught her off guard but she soon recovered and, while his tool was in her mouth, swallowed his bittersweet tasting load. The feeling of her swallowing while still enveloped in her mouth caused him to climax again, sending even more of his young, virile seed down her throat. Smiling as best as she could, she cleaned him off and removed herself from his tool and swallowed yet again.

"Wow, Serene. Is that mating?"

"That's called giving oral. Mating is still to come, but first you need to do the same for me." Getting onto her back, she spread her back legs and waited. Renac, still a little weak from having two of his first climaxes back to back, struggled to get up. He looked at her and saw a puffy, red slit in her scales. Crawling over to her, he straddled her tail until he was almost touching it with his beak. Breathing in her scent, he was soon dripping pre all over her tail. He soon got the idea of what he had to do. Teasing the outsides of her folds with his tongue, he soon found a small nub found at the top of her slit. He instinctively assaulted it with a barrage of tongue licks and nips, causing her to moan. Without warning, his mouth was soon flooded with a torrent of her fluids. Almost coughing, he tried his best to lick it all up. Anything he didn't get simply ran down her tail to both sides. Getting a little farther up her body took some effort but, eventually, the tip of his cock was aligned with, what he thought, was the very same hole he just finished pleasuring. Putting pressure behind his thrust, he belatedly heard Serene exclaim, "Wrong hole!" It was too late. With a strong thrust, he was more than half his length, buried deep in her tail hole. Hissing, Serene fought back the sudden feeling of pain. It wasn't his fault; he just wasn't up far enough. Luckily, the amount of pre coating his length eased the entry somewhat so he might as well finish there. Besides, in his sex-induced state, he probably wouldn't figure it out until reason caught up with him. And that wouldn't happen till well after the fact. His thrusting soon became one of pleasure for him. Although it was different than he thought it would be, he continued with his inexperienced thrusting. She had to admit though, although he was in the wrong hole, it was surprisingly pleasurable, but she knew, due to his age and lack of experience beforehand, he wouldn't last much longer. And sure enough, after about 4 minutes of thrusting she could feel the first throbbing surge of semen enter her, previously, untouched hole. It was an experience she wouldn't soon forget and for Renac, well, he soon collapsed on her while still pumping his young, fresh seed deep up her tail hole. The first sounds of his light snoring reached her ears, and she gently laid him on the ground, after removing his overworked shaft from her anus. She soon fell asleep herself, dreaming of Shadow and wondering if he was alright. Her fears were unfounded as, at that moment, he was currently being introduced to the President of the United States.

A few days later, Serene had found the village Renac was from. They never spoke of the events that had transpired in the cave but she knew he would never forget those wonderful moments of bliss. It took some convincing but, with a little help from Renac, she managed to get several of the older warriors of his tribe to help her. Trained in both melee and ranged combat, they soon were greeted by an ethereal being. "Bahamut, it's good to see you again. I trust everyone else is alright?" Bahamut replied grimly. "Yes, they are fine, but we are running out of time. I have sent Shadow to a realm where the center of this evil lays but he will need help soon. For the time being, he has allies that will help him the majority of the way but for you, I need you to go elsewhere. I'm sorry for sending you away from him again but it is necessary. The realm you are headed to is one of myth and legend itself. There you will find someone who will help. Her name is Daaj-Kar. She is what is called an argonian. The land is Tamriel, and the area is called Black Marsh. The beings you will find there are honour bound and deadly. I wish you luck, and do not fear, Serene. Shadow is well looked after." With that said, he disappeared. Looking at those arrayed around her, she nodded. Nodding back, Renac and the other warriors stood ready as a dark coloured portal appeared before them. Walking through it, she couldn't help but wonder if Shadow would be alright. But with her mission ahead, and time running out, she banished her fears and, like Bahamut before her, vanished, along with her allies. What kind of realm would it be? And what dangers would it hold? Only time would tell.

And time was rapidly running out.