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Chapter Four

_"Addy!" The familiar voice called, "Where are you Addy?"

She didn't know why but she wanted so desperately to find that voice's owner. Wanted to see and smell them. She missed them. She couldn't even remember who it was, what they looked like... who they were to her. But the voice... she longed to answer it. She called out to it.

"I am over here..." As she looked around the clearing expectantly. A rustle in the brush nearby caught her attention and she bounded toward with hope that it was the voice's owner. As she peeked into the brush however red piercing eyes glared back at her, and a shadowy dragon figure seemed to appear out of nowhere. The stuff of nightmares, and she screamed._

Adilia woke with a great deal of aches in her body letting out a little shriek from her nightmare. The wounds received from the black dragon on her head were throbbing. Slowly she remembered her predicament, and how very close she came to being raped the day before. The black's blood dried to dark black on her face and chest. Slowly she looked around, dreading the sight of bars. When she did she bars she let out a whimper, her ears going back. There was consolation however in that she was caged alone. At least there was some measure of peace here.

She wore no muzzle, and no chains this time. The prospect of pulling the bars down however was quickly thrown out the window when she tried to rise and pangs of searing pain shot up her hindlegs enough that she collapsed back to lay with a little cry. Both of her back legs were badly swollen and sprained, and now that she had tried to stand they throbbed mercilessly. The lingering scent of heat still covered her from the pellets, and the cum of the male whom had used her coated her underbelly. She felt dirty, her form shivering as she laid her head down with a long disenchanted sigh.

"You are young." Came a deep, familiar voice. The tongue was generic dragonic. It was Baron, laying in the cage beside hers. She glanced toward him, narrowing her eyes a bit at the dark figure. She realized then that she was in a far more occupied section of the building. Beside her on both sides were other dragons, and across the hall as well. Each caged in their own cage.

She considered the male, ears back. Baron watched her silently a moment, somewhere in the distance a crazed roar broke the silence. Adilia glanced back toward its origin but whatever made it was out of sight. When she glanced back she found Baron still watching her.

"What hell is this?" She asked finally her voice kept to a low whisper.

"The humans call it a pit arena." He answered. "They force us to fight for their amusement, usually to the death. Sometimes less kind."

Adilia's ears went back further at this news. She had never heard of such a thing, but she had kept far away from humans. She distrusted the humans but could not recall why. Something to do with her parents yet she could not remember anything about her parents. She tried desperately to recall something, a face, words, anything from her not long ago child hood. As she tried to push passed the blurry blackness within her own mind to seek answers about who she was a burst of pain overtook her. She jumped, letting out a startled hiss.

Baron cocked his head at her, and lifted an eyecrest.

"Are you alright child?" He asked. She glared toward him taking offense to the word child. He offered her an apologetic smile recognizing immediately she was annoyed at the choice of word. "Well, what should I call you then?"

The fact she had to think on the answer annoyed her. She should know her own name. But the fact of the matter was she could not easily recall it. It took several minutes before she answered, which only deepened the frown on Baron's muzzle. She desperately searched within once more for answers, remembering the dream. Addy.. the voice had called her Addy... Addy was a shortened name, a pet name, that only her parents called her. Suddenly it came to her.

"Adilia!" She blurted out rather loudly, as if screaming it in the face of the void that threatened to consume all of her memories. Baron quietly considered her.

"I see." He replied, his voice deep but with a feeling of gentle patience to it. "Well Adilia... my name is Mahkah. And until I lose you in battle, I believe that you are considered mine by the humans."

To that Adilia snarled, her eyes narrowing on the male whom dared to say such words.

"I belong to no one." She growled, warningly. Mahkah cocked his head slightly at her reaction, but he understood it. At one time he had a similar reaction to his predicament.

"You are the human's now, we live by their rules until we can escape this madness." He replied, quietly. "So far escape has not been easily achieved."

"I am not the human's anything!" She growled her tail twitching at the thought, she looked around angrily trying to find someway to escape this terrible place. When she got out she would rain hell upon this place and free all the dragons here. "What happens now?"

"You are hurt, so you will be kept apart from me for the moment, when you can stand again, they will merge our pens." He replied, though there was a hint of hesitation in his voice as he answered the question. "Eventually they will decide to fight me again, and use either you or the other male's female or a completely new one as the primer. There is no constant to that. Before you there was another female here with me, but they took her while I was fighting for you."

"Took her where?" She asked, ears back. She didn't like a single part of this. She would fake being hurt to avoid being caged with the strange male.

"I do not know, when I woke she was not here." Mahkah replied, some tinge of worry and sadness in his tone.

Adilia was quiet a long time, considering her position. She wished she could remember how she got into this state. She did not remember how it was she became captured. The truth was she could not remember anything clearly before waking in the cage chained.

"How long have you been here?" She asked the male finally. He glanced away, his head tucked chin to neck as he answered.

"I believe I have been in this place a year. They stole me while I slept and stripped my magic from me." Mahkah replied. The word magic perked Adilia's ears up. She had forgotten! She was a dragon, she had a breathweapon. Her species had one that was fairly nasty, called Star Shards, it was a strange bluish glittery powder that was fired at high pressure creating a powerful sandblasting like effect. It could strip flesh from bone, surely it could reduce the bars of her cage to nothing.

She drew a deep breath, and turned her head to face the bars. Activating the breathweapon was as simple as moving her tail, it merely took thought to contract the two sacs on either side of her throat that contained the powder, and air to push through them at high pressure. However, as she exhaled sharply forcing the air through the glands all that came forth was a slight puff of blue and then nothing. She was left coughing and breathing in deep gulps of air unsure of what happened. Mahkah shook his head.

"Your breath glands have been drained." He said softly, "I am not sure when, but they drain them often. Perhaps when they knock us out."

Adilia let out a long frustrated growl as she laid her head down and closed her eyes. She was running out of ideas, and running out of steam. Her stomach growled, she could not remember the last time she had eaten. She couldn't remember a whole lot of things. A long sigh escaped her maw as she laid there silently. She was reluctant to open her eyes, not really wishing to see the bars and hopelessness around her.

She did however when she heard a loud grating sound like metal scraping across metal. She lifted her head but could not see where the sound was coming from. The soft whisperings of humans speaking in their indecipherable tongue could be heard, as well as the movement of something large. A short snarl was heard, followed by a strong yelp of pain that was clearly dragonic. Her ears went back to her head, as the sounds grew closer. She wanted to flee to the back of her cage, but her throbbing back legs made her think twice on such a move.

A moment later the humans came into view, and she could not stifle the snarl that seeing the tiny insects that had caged her like an animal brought to her. Her teeth bared she watched with a clearly angered expression as the two legged beast clung to a strange rope. The rope was a breaking line, hooked to a halter like device on the head of a Green Dragon. The halter came around the muzzle of the beast just behind the nostrils and again at the broader point where the forehead began, and then again behind the head.

The green was hesitantly following the humans backward movement as they held the leash, being lead around like a horse might almost. There was a clear look of fear in the deep yellow eyes of the young male green. The rope and muzzle were both electrified, resistance would meet with a sharp painful shock, which he had already discovered. The humans lead him away, and he kept far as he could from them, without letting the line get taunt.

"What are they doing..." She asked of Mahkah.

"He must have been sold, perhaps they decided not to use him for the arena. That is the only time they lead them away like that." He said, his voice low, "When they have been sold."

She growled at the thought of humans selling dragons like pieces of meat, and laid her head down fuming at the very notion. She did not however get much time to brood, for a moment later another grating sound was heard. This time it was accompanied by a loud feral growl. In the cage across the hall the occupant that had laid silent huddled in the corner all this time suddenly shot to their feet, and let out a fearful whimper.

It was hard to make out the dragon across from her, its scales were dark but not black more purple in tone. Another loud snarl was heard as another form, also dragonic came from out of view, running straight for the other. Adilia let out a gasp as the two forms met, and the new one closed its jaws around the throat of the other.

The new dragon was slightly larger then the purple one, and it was blue in color fading to a light blue underbelly. It had a ragged fin that was bitten and torn to bits hanging in tufts around its head. It didn't take long to figure out what was happening across the hall, but the horror of it clung to Adilia, as she watched unable to look away.

The blue had the purple's head pushed into the corner of the cage, and was shaking his head back and forth with a terrible aggressive rumble. Frantically the blue was humping his captive, as the purple screeched as best she could. The blue was already aroused, and in such a state of frenzy he could not easily find what he wanted. He was however in the wrong position for what he sought, her head forced into the corner made the female rise up onto her hindlegs. The position was anything but natural for a dragon to couple in.

The female recovered from the shock of it all after a moment, and brought her front claws down into the males shoulders as best she could, rending flesh and scale eliciting a rather startled shriek from the male. He did not however, let go of her neck, the shriek left his clenched teeth and he just bit harder down, chocking the female's air from her.

Blood trickled from beneath his jaws, and from his shoulders where her claws dug at him. If he felt the pain of it, he gave little sign though. The female's fight left her as she struggled to breath, and for a brief moment it looked as if she might pass out before she twisted suddenly and with great force around, ripping her neck painfully from the males mouth and took off swiftly toward the other side of the cage her neck bleeding profusely.

The male wasted little time in trying to grab her, his front paws went to snatch at her, claws out, as she took off, missing awkwardly in his lust filled craze. He turned to follow and Adilia got a fairly good look at his tapered member, already dribbling with pre. The blue had nasty scars all over his sides and flanks, it was clear this was hardly his first battle.

He managed to pounce the female from behind as she felt, and his jaws gripped the base of her neck his front legs pushing her to the ground pinning her there. He wasted little time now that he had her in a more favorable position, it took four attempts before he found purchase. It brought a whole new level of screeching from the female as well as renewed struggles to break free. The male mercilessly held her down, jaws closing a bit more tightly as he forced himself into the tightness that tried so desperately to push him out, inch by ruthless inch until he hilted there.

His captive bleated in pain and writhed trying to escape until he finally hilted and hesitated a moment there within her. The fullness made the female uncomfortable, but the pain died off as he rested within her, her walls slowly accepting the intruder. He drew out after a moment, a slight suckling sound heard as he drew all but the tip out, and drove himself back in again once more erupting the female into cries of pain and attempts to get away. His front claws dug into her shoulders as he pushed her forcefully down, his head shaking once to the left, ripping her neck a bit, bringing her struggles to a stop.

He gave no more hesitation, he drew out again and hilted again, beginning a ravaging rhythm that left the female's chest bouncing on and off the floor hard. Little care to her pleasure, though despite her predicament she could not help but slowly lose the pained cries into soft moans of building pleasure her privates moistening to make the event less painful. She was not enjoying this, but she could not deny her body's reaction to the event. Her eyes closed as she quit her struggles and resolved herself to what was happening. Waiting for it to end.

The male continued ramming her hard, until his member's end seemed to writhed suddenly about within her like a snake, a strange bulge moving up it as he hilted hard one last time and let out a lust filled roar of conquest. Within the purple dragoness his seed sprayed forth, coating her womb, his member plugging any exit as he remained buried within her until his member drew back into his cloacae to ensure his seed would be given the best chance to impregnate the female. Once his member drew out only a small trickle came forth from her.

The blue drew back from her, retracting his claws and releasing her neck his chest heaving heavily. He shook his form, sending his blood from his shredded shoulders raiding all over the floor and the female. The female remained where she was, her eyes tightly closed as she tried to recover her composure, her neck bleeding in two places, as was her shoulders.

Adilia watched still her eyes wide in horror as the blue circled away from the female he had just raped, his attention for a second fell on her. She could not help but shrink back from the male's mercilessly crazed eyes of blue. There was nothing but anger and lust in that gaze, no intelligence touched them. He snarled at her, ramming the cage and clawing as best he could through the bars to try and reach her, his member already dropping forth again.

Mahkah roared suddenly from the cage beside Adilia, and she shrank back in fear at the sound her head snapping from the crazed blue across the hall to the cage beside her where the giant green male had moved to the place closest to the blues cage and narrowed his eyes on the blue. The blue turned his anger to the other male then, his jaws snapping hard on the bars of the cage, trying to rip free to kill Mahkah and take the other female as well. After a moment of failure the blue turned in anger letting out a spiteful snarl as his attention once more fell on the purple female whom laid still where he had thrown her down before. Lust clouding his gaze the male moved swiftly to the female he had access to. He moved over her, and she did not even try to stop him this time as he rammed himself once more inside her and began to once more roughly take her.

Adilia closed her eyes tightly as the blue raped the purple again across from her, unable to blot out the terrible sounds. Over and over the scenario repeated itself, the blue mounting the female and orgasmed within the dominated purple, until the blue finally passed out from exhaustion though his seed had long since been spent.