Chapter 24: Wasn't she the last one?
When the world says, "Give up,"
Hope whispers, "Try it one more time."
~Author Unknown
Mulder and McGee scream as they see Kismet's grasp in Gibbs' hand falter, and look in despair as she starts falling towards the ground several feet below. Gibbs watches her fall, as a blow by blow video in his mind, taking an eternity until she will crash against the ground but only some seconds really.
There is a rumor of wings and before she crashes on the ground a green winged beast flies bellow her, grabbing her midflight in its frontal paws and holding her against the green scales of its chest. It moves its wings and flips on the air, holding her firmly within its grasp, and does a turn in the air and slowly flies towards the humans.
Tony grabs Gibbs and brings him back to the bridge, away from the guardrail. Ziva, Scully, Ducky, McGee and Tony and Gibbs all stare at the huge Green dragon landing softly on the bridge, holding with care the bleeding female in its front paws.
Its yellow eyes look at the humans for a moment, and at the fragile broken female in its claws. It lowers her almost reverently to the cement. As soon as she lies on the floor, it runs its head up and down on her, inhaling her scent, its green leathery wings shivering with pleasure as he inhales the sweet scent of a fertile female.
It raises its head and looks at the humans, who are staring at it with surprised faces. It is an exact copy of the dragon from the bullpen, but it is definitely bigger and male. It shivers and suddenly it is surrounded by a green mist. When the green mist collapses, the NCIS and FBI agents see a tall blond man, his muscular arms very defined, and a face chiseled as if by an artisan.
He kneels before the bleeding female, and reverently holds her in his arms. He traces her features with callused fingers, tracing her eyebrows, her nose and her lips, looking at her as if he could not believe she existed.
"Didn't she say that she was the last one?" mutters Tony as he sees the blond man kneeling before the female.
Ducky takes a step closer, and sees that the blond man is struggling to hold his tears in check.
"I believe she was mistaken."
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Ravlir holds the last female Green Alpha in his hands and he shivers, as his centuries old search is finally over. He runs his fingers over her features, trying to memorize them by touch. He feels tears of relief simmering in his eyes, as now his heart fills with hope, hope for the future, and hope for his clan.
The more alphas a clan has in its ranks, the more power it yields. The Green clan had been hunted down and almost extinct, and for centuries only some cells survived. The Reds, in their quest for power, either killed or kidnapped the beta females, using them as breeders of their soldiers.
The green beta males, desperate, sought Ravlir out, the last Green Alpha, who organized resistance fronts, and raided the enemy's camps in search of any females who were prisoners.
Regardless of their origin, if she was Golden, Blue or Turquoise, Ravlir and his men rescued the females and brought them to the sanctuary.
There, the females could heal, and finally be reunited with their rightful clans if they wished to. But in none of his raids he had been able to find a green Alpha. He had been tempted and teased by her existence, but his quest had been fruitless.
Until now when he holds his future mate in his arms for the first time.
She shivers in his arms, blinks and for a moment their eyes meet. Hazel eyes look into hazel eyes, and Ravlir can see her frown as she can't figure out who he is.
"You …" she murmurs, lifting one of her trembling hands towards his face.
He closes his eyes and leans his head towards her hand, but she is too weak and loses consciousness before touching him. He opens his eyes and looks at her, and his pain at the injustice of the situation is too much.
He screams like a wounded animal, his pain and despair so deep that the fighting creatures stop for a moment, all to look at the Green Alpha howling to the heavens.
He hugs her against his chest, and feels sobs threatening to overtake him. He feels wetness on her back and takes his hand away from it, and frowns as he sees her life giving blood on his hands.
He takes a deep breath, puts his arms under her fragile form and stands up, and starts walking towards the humans who are just a few feet away from him.
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Gibbs takes a step forward, when the muscular man stands up with Kismet in his arms, and starts walking towards them. They hear in the background the fight heating up again, but their attention is focused on the man walking towards them.
His chiseled face leaves Kismet's and his hazel eyes focus on Gibbs. The same hazel eyes he'd seen in Kismet are looking back at him from this man's face. He walks until he is before Gibbs, stares him down, as he is taller then Gibbs for a few inches.
He looks at the other humans, some wounded, and some not, all tired of the fight trying to protect the female. Gibbs sees him looking down at her again, his eyes becoming soft as he studies her features.
He takes another step and stretches his arms, and Gibbs stretches his and takes Kismet from his arms. The muscular giant lowers his arms with care, and lifts one of his hands to run his finger over her cheek, leaving a mark of blood on it.
"Please protect her for me," he says in a deep baritone voice, still looking at her face.
A roar is heard, and he looks up to the right, where the Golden loses the battle with the Red, and flies away wounded. The Red turns in his flight and start flying towards the humans.
"Go," he orders, and starts walking towards incoming Red.
The blue dancing demon stops him, his hand on his shoulder, "Ravlir, you found the female. Let's retreat."
Another green dragon, this one quite smaller then Ravlir's dragon form, lands close to the humans.
"Scorn is right, Ravlir. We have what we came for. Don't do something stupid just in your eagerness to protect your pride."
Ravlir looks at the other dragon, then at the humans, who are all looking at him. And for the first time in a long while, he smiles, his features changing to one with boyish charm.
"I won't do anything stupid," he points to the bleeding female in Gibbs arms, "I have too much to live for."
"Sarin, take the humans to safety. Scorn, lead the way." He starts running towards the edge of the bridge.
Scorn, the blue dancing demon, nods at the order and looks at the humans, who are frozen waiting for directions.
"Protect the female! Protect the humans!" he roars, and starts running towards the end of the bridge again. The smaller green dragon takes flight and circles around the humans, acting as huge wall between the fighting orcs and creatures and the fleeing humans, who are now following the blue demon again.
Mulder and Scully still looks at the side and see Ravlir the human jumping out of the bridge, disappearing from view. Scully gasps but her eyes become huge when a huge green dragon come flying from under the bridge and clashes with the incoming Red, their roars filling the air.
"Give me the female, Ravlir!"
"She's not yours to take, Stryker!"
"Stryker?" asks DiNozzo, glancing back at the Red Dragon fighting with the Green one. "That's Stryker, as in General Stryker?"
The small man in green suit runs to him, and grabs his hand, and starts dragging him in an astonishing speed, specially considering his short legs.
"Very, very wicked beast. Not a pleasant chap to share a pint, you see?"
Another roar fills the air, and the humans flinch.
"Come on," shouts Scorn, as soon as they reach the end of the bridge. They keep running towards a green area, and suddenly a Golden Dragon and a Blue dragon land before them in the grass. The humans freeze, unsure of their intentions, but both bow and open their majestic wings. They touch the wings one of the other, creating a roof like area where the humans can hide themselves.
Trink runs to stand under the wings of the Golden, and waves to the others to do the same.
Once all humans, Trink and Scorn are under the dragons wings, they lower their wings, and disappear.