~~The Ultimate Forgiveness~~
Author: I would like to thank Admiralkirk for proofreading this chapter. Please review with your honest anybody could PM me and give me a basic grammar/punctuation lesson, I'd be so grateful!
Shaman Lox had boarded Spyro and the two had become airborne in order to bombard the battleship from above. The dragons flew in an arrow formation in the sky as they scanned for the renowned and temporarily inactive battleship.
They flew for around an hour in a heavy fog. An odd noise emerged from their left, and they turned to see three troll dread-wings racing straight towards them, their riders firing their rifles in a desperate attempt to fell the dragons.
"Oh crap!" Spyro shrieked, racing forward to avoid the dread-wings.
"Don't worry, dragon," the shaman said, closing his eyes. The orb on his staff began glowing a dark purple, the symbol of lightning glowing inside. He snapped his eyes open and pointed his staff at the dread-wings following them. A bolt of lightning emerged from the orb and hit one of the dread-wings, which plummeted to the earth.
"Great shot, Shaman!"
"What did you expect from a former general of the queen?" asked the shaman, chuckling.
Spyro gasped, "you were a general of Queen Enola Carmel—"
He was cut off by the whizz of trace bullets zipping past him. "Damn it!" he cursed, spinning about to avoid the bullets. Tilting his wings, he led the fliers in the opposite direction, panting. He turned his head back and saw the riders of the dread-wings aim their rifles at him and firing. He avoided the bullets, but cursed silently at himself. All he could do was wait for an opening to escape, or perhaps a miracle from the ancestors. As he continued flapping his wings, he noticed that the flap of the dread-wings was becoming louder. They were catching up. "We're done for!" Spyro screamed.
"Like hell!" the shaman growled, filling his staff with the element of fire and unleashing a burning rail, which hit one of the remaining dread wings. He charged the orb again and took out the remaining dread-wing. Spyro stared back at the empty air where the dread-wings once were, his mouth agape and his eyes wide. "I can't believe the queen tried to confiscate this from me. That bitch," he growled.
Spyro smiled."Well, Lox, let's just find this battleship, Princess Of Pus, and destroy it! You'll have some revenge then!"
Spyro continued on his way, the other dragons following. After only a few minutes, they arrived at a small dock, not far from the royal compound. There they found the five-hundred-fifty foot long, steam powered ship undergoing repairs. From his vantage point, Spyro could see the triple barreled turrets on the fore and aft of the craft—the weapons could easily level the walls of Warfang from three miles away.
"That's The Princess of Pus. It's enormous!" Spyro exclaimed.
The shaman nodded. "Yes, dragon," he said, waving a hand at the ship. "It had plagued and terrorized the oceans of the allied races for ten years."
"That's ten years too many," Spyro growled. He began his descent down towards the dock and opened his mouth. He formed a fireball in his throat, and the fliers did the same. He unleashed the ball at the ship, destroying its turrets and throwing the troll soldiers overboard, who screamed as they fell into the water with a series of loud splashes.
Spyro smiled triumphantly and let out a chuckle, pleased with his work. The shaman, on the other hand, shook his head. "Don't get too cocky, dragon. You've merely dented the thing. We won't be able to do any serious damage out here, we have to get inside and end it with its own ammunition."
"Right. Let's do this!" Spyro called, filled with enthusiasm as led the fliers to the ship.
Not far from Dante's Freezer, high above the sea, Cynder was flying with Shigi on her back to the troll colony. He was clinging as tightly as he could to her neck, resting his head against her and squeezing her tightly with his legs. As they neared the colony, a mild snow storm approached, causing Cynder to struggle with her flight and nearly throwing Shigi from her back. She screamed with fear, but continued her flight. Continuing further, they neared several yellow lights on the ground, blurred by the darkness of night and the falling snow.
"I think we're almost there, Shigi," Cynder assured him, and herself.
Shigi let out a moan. "W-we are?"
She nodded as beast as she could. "I can see yellow lights," she informed him.
Within a few minutes, they had come close enough to the lights to see that their origin was a small, urban house. Cynder landed awkwardly, skidding on the snow and ice for several feet before she managed to straighten herself. She shook the snow from her scales and began to walk towards the lights, which, as she got closer, multiplied into a group of lights—groups of buildings. Cynder smiled, her hope renewed.
She smiled when they arrived at the lights, one of which turned out to be a manned watch tower for the troll resistance, its purple banners hanging from its sides. Less than a quarter of a mile away was the colony.
Shigi coughed and felt as though his ribs were about to break. "Are we there yet…Cynder?" he whispered just loudly enough for her to hear.
"Yes, Shigi, we're here."
They reached the edge of the colony and walked down its main avenue, searching for Shigi's mother and sisters.
The sound of a pistol cocking made her stop. She turned her head and saw three trolls of the Purple Vulture Resistance pointing their weapons at her.
"Halt!" shouted one of them. "Why are you out at this hour during a storm like this?"
"I-I'm looking for a troll named Katani Hasethsmalvena," she stuttered. She bobbed her head towards Shigi. "I have her son on my back."
The resistance fighters holstered their guns and the troll who had spoke before squinted his eyes at Shigi, whom he could barely see the in the darkness. "You mean Shigi Hasethsmal—"
"O' Van Sea!" Shigi snarled, cutting him off.
The leader blinked. "Forgive me, O 'Van Sea." He turned his eyes away from Shigi and faced Cynder. "I know of those trolls, she-dragon. They work for our leader. Follow us."
The trolls led the two of them down the avenue and to the five-story town hall at the end of the avenue. The lead guard pounded on the massive doors with an intricate iron knockers. As they waited for someone to let them in and out of the cold, the troll turned to Cynder.
"When you meet Samuel Van Vulture, address him as Van Vulture, or 'sir,'" he instructed them. "He'll introduce you to Shigi's mother and sisters."
They turned their eyes to the door when it was opened by a troll woman with long white hair the color of snow.
"Ah, Katani," the leader greeted her, bowing slightly. "This she-dragon here says she needs to see you. She has your son with her." He explained, pointing a finger at the dark dragoness.
Katani's eyes widened. "Shigi!" she screeched, running through the door and examined her near-dead son on Cynder's back. "Bring him inside," she ordered, her voice quivering. She stepped aside and allowed Cynder to enter the building while the fighters turned on their heels and headed back into the avenue. Cynder lowered Shigi carefully onto the red carpet of the atrium. Katani collapsed and kissed him repeatedly on the forehead. She turned her eyes to Cynder, her voice filled with rage. "What did you do to him?"
Cynder opened her mouth to defend herself, but stopped, realizing she had every right to be upset. "The dragons saved him before Queen Enola could finish the job," she explained, holding back her anger.
"The queen did this?"
"Yes, and Shigi would have died if we hadn't saved him."
Shigi began whispering, and Katani turned his head to face him. He opened his eyes and smiled up at her as best as he could. "M-Mom, my goggles…," he began weakly. "They're gone…I don't need them. My eyes are healthy again."
His mother smiled, a tear running down her face. "That's so wonderful, my boy." She leaned forward and kissed his forehead. "Now, stay here and I'll go get you a stretcher and take you upstairs. Your sisters have been missing you so much." She kissed him again before she stood on her feet and faced Cynder. "I believe Van Vulture would like to see you, dear. Come, come, follow me."
Cynder nodded. Like I have any other choice, she thought.
She followed Katani up the stairs and Van Vulture's office. Outside of its door, Katani knocked loudly on the wood. "Samuel! I have a dragoness you might want to meet, sweeatheart."
"A dragoness?" an excited voice said from through the door. "Send her in, Katani. I want to speak with her immediately."
Katani gripped the golden knob and swung open the door, ushering Cynder inside and shutting the door softly behind her. The office was lavish, decorated with a large wooden desk with a massive, leathery chair behind it, it's back to Cynder, preventing her from seeing the humanoid creature in the chair. She stood still, waiting nervously for the chair to rotate and Van Vulture to face her. She cleared her throat loudly, attempting to gain his attention.
The chair spun around and the troll faced her, a large smile plastered on his face. He was wearing a midnight-purple overcoat, black stockings, and loafers. His lips, gums, fingernails, and hair were all jet-black. His white teeth shown awkwardly through his lips.
"Ah, she-dragon! Wonderful to meet you. Have you been sent by Volteer to…," his voice trailed off as he stared at Cynder, his eyes widening. "C-Cynder? Is that you?"
Cynder smiled, nodding. "Just look at you, a proper leader of a powerful resistance." He opened his arms, inviting her into a hug, which she accepted joyfully.
"It's great to see you too, Samuel," she said, pulling away from him.
"I haven't seen you since this colony was liberated months ago," he said. "How are things, hmm?"
"Pretty good," Cynder replied. "Spyro and I have been doing a lot, and a lot of our friends are having children. It's great."
He nodded. "But what about you and Spyro? Are you having a child? A prince of princess of convexity?" he asked with a chuckle.
Cynder tossed back her head, roaring with laughter. "Nah. I think Spy would be a great father, and I like to think I'd be a wonderful mother. But, right now isn't a good time."
Samuel nodded knowingly. His smile began to fade, and he shook his head. "I need help with something, Cynder," he explained. He rose from his chair and walked past Cynder towards the door. He opened the door and turned back to Cynder. "Could you walk with me a while? I need to show you something important."
"Sure, Samuel," she agreed, stepping towards him.
In the Valdin Marsh docks, Spyro, with the shaman on his back and the two fliers behind him, were circling the battleship, the heavy rain and lightning blinding them. Spyro was determined to deduce a way to destroy the battleship from the outside. All three of the dragons shot off fireballs, which destroyed most of the ship's flak canons, and thus allowing a safe landing for them.
On the dock, they destroyed what left of the weapons. Spyro turned to his companions. "Stay here, guys. Make a distraction so the shaman and I can easily infiltrate the ship."
"Got it," one of them replied, while the other nodded his head.
Spyro turned and hurried away.
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Cynder and the leader of the renowned Purple Vulture Resistance, were walking down the halls of the town hall, when Samuel turned to face Cynder. "Ah, I forgot to ask, but what brings you to our humble fishing colony?"
"You know a troll female named Katani?" she asked, keeping her eyes focused in front of her.
"Yes, she and her two daughters cook 'n' clean for me here," he replied simply. "Why?"
"I came here to bring her son, Shigi, here. He was tortured by the troll queen herself, and is gravely injured."
"What?" Samuel shouted, ceasing the movement of his feet. "Is he still alive, Cynder?"
"Yes, I gave him to his mother. But don't bother him for information, if that's what you want."
"Cynder, I must see him immediately."
She shook her head. "I don't know where she took him. Ask Katani."
He nodded. "Then he must be in her room," he waved his hand, motioning for her to follow him down one of the sub-hallway. "Come with me."
He led her down the hallway and to the threshold of Katani's room, which she was also sharing with her daughters. He rose his fist and knocked on it four times.
They waited a few seconds before Katani answered the door. Tears were in her eyes, and she rose her hand and wiped the tears away as best as she could. "Yes, Samuel?" she sniffed.
"Katani, love," he began, his voice soft. "I need to speak with Shigi."
She rose her eyes. "Samuel, my son can barely breathe."
"I must speak with him, please," he repeated. "He has seen things we can use against the Troll Kingdom." His hands met, and he begged her with a bow.
"Katani, love, I need to speak with Shigi."
"Master Samuel, my son is badly hurt."
Katani sniffled and opened the door completely and motioned the two of them in with a turn of her head. "Come in," she whispered.
The room was very simple, and the only thing that caught Cynder's eye was Shigi lying on his back on the queen size bed in the center of the room. Both of his sisters were standing on one side of the bed. Lizabeta leaned forward and pecked his cheek. He smiled weakly, and his sisters let several tears slip from their cheeks. She and her sister crawled onto the bed and hugged him.
"Lizabeta…Kimara…," he breathed. "It's good to see you again, sisters."
"Lizabeta, Kimara, please get off your brother," Katani ordered them. "Samuel has to have a word with him."
The two sisters kissed their brother one last time before they lowered themselves from the bed and scurried out of the room. When they had left, Samuel and Cynder approached the foot of the bed. Shigi, using his remaining strength, lifted his head to face the two of them.
"Thanks for saving me out there, Cynder."
She smiled weakly at him and bowed. "You're welcome, my two-legged friend," she said with a chuckle.
He smiled in return before he began to cough viciously, his entire body shaking. After his fit has expired, he turned his eyes to Samuel.
"Are you…Samuel Van Vulture?" he asked weakly.
Samuel nodded. "And I presume you're Shigi O' Van Sea," he said with a bow.
"I'm glad you didn't call me 'Hasethsmalvena' of 'dragon-fucker,' like the queen did."
Samuel took a deep breath. "The queen tortured you, didn't she, Shigi?"
Shigi nodded.
"We need to talk. You have intelligence we can put to great use, and help us win this war."
"I'll tell you everything I know," Shigi replied slowly. "But not now, I need to rest."
Samuel crossed his arms. "Fine, but I expect the two of us to have a talk tomorrow morning, alright?" he asked, waiting for Shigi to nod before he would continue. "Good."
"I want to speak with Cynder alone, please," Shigi replied.
"That's fine, I understand." Samuel gave a hurt nod to Cynder before he turned on his heels and exited the room. Shigi's eyes turned to Cynders, and he patted the bed beside him. "Come here, Cynder."
Cynder obliged and hopped her front half onto the bed, stretching her neck and placing her head near Shigi. He rubbed the back of her neck affectionately, and she licked his face in reply.
"Cynder…," he began, his voice weak. "When the queen shot me…I went unconscious, and I stood in front of the New Age Chronicler himself."
"Ignitus!" Cynder gasped, her mouth agape. Shigi shushed her, rubbing her muzzle. "I don't want my mom, my sisters, or Van Vulture to hear, Cynder," he explained to her. "You see, Ignitus told me that I'm part dragon because I've been Venus's life-mate for so long. I even have my own book in his archive, which shows my life from the day I married Venus to this very moment."
"Wow!" she breathed. "That's great, Shigi. But… is that it?"
Tears emerged in Shigi's eyes, and Cynder nuzzled him, rubbing her cheek against his neck. Cynder continued this until Shigi had recollected himself.
"I know what you're going to say, Shigi," she whispered to him. "You got Venus pregnant. Ignitus told me and Spyro that you're dragon enough to impregnate her. She's carrying your child."
He swallowed hard. "Promise me you'll tell Venus I'm alive. I can't imagine what she's thinking, Cynder."
"I promise." She smiled and kissed his face. She then left the room and gently shut the door behind her.
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After the shaman had explained his plan, he and Spyro traveled deep into the battleship, taking on countless waves of enemies. One ambush, just before the boiler room was a turret. It pinned them down, and they would not have made it out alive if Lox hadn't bounced waves of electricity off an ice wall Spyro had created.
They were standing in front of a massive, iron, mamoth-sized door, sealed shut from within. They turned around as ten seamen began shooting at them with their revolving pistols. Shaman Lox picked them off one by one with the power from his staff as Spyro attempted to melt the door's lock with his flame. Luck was on their side, as Spyro managed to open the door and the shaman succeeded in dispatching all of the seamen and entered through the damage door. There were three steam engines inside of the massive boiler room.
They were also over a dozen trolls shoveling cool in the room. When the two entered, the trolls turned around and screamed, running towards them, poising their shovels above their heads. Spyro easily finished them with electricity, which arched off the walls and boilers.
"Spyro, I have an idea," the shaman began, examining the boilers. "If we can drag one of the main gun unexploded shells down here, we can leave it to blow and run for our lives. The blast will fill the ship with water within an hour."
Spyro nodded. "Sounds good. Let's do it!"
With those words, Spyro and the shaman hurried back onto the deck and found a thirty pound, six-inch wide shell beneath a main gun. They turned their eyes upward and saw the two fliers spinning about in the air, dodging flak and tracer bullets fired off from the docks beneath. They turned their attention back to the shell and dragged it to the boiler room door. The shaman gripped one half, and Spyro the other.
"As soon as I hurl this shell into the boiler room, we'll have three or five minutes to escape," the shaman informed him with short breaths. "You ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be."
"Alright…one, two, three!"
The two swung back their arms and hurled the unfired canon shell into the boiler room. As soon as it left their hands, they turned around and sprinted away. Immediately, the Shaman proved to be far slower than the purple dragon.
"Wait up, dragon!" he shouted, panting. "I only have two legs!"
As if on cue, a lone troll emerged from a sub-hallway, a crowbar in one of his hands. He rose his arms over his head, attempting to knock out his brains. Spyro heard the shaman let out a surprised scream and turned around, not once breaking his strides. He tore backwards and jumped on the troll, ripping his throat out with his teeth.
"Thank you, Purple Dragon!" Shaman Lox shouted as Spyro turned back around and continued running away from the boiler room.
The two continued on, racing as quickly as they could—as if the Dark Master himself was pursuing them. Suddenly, a bright light appeared in front of them, which meant that they had either died or they were nearing the deck. The ship quaked and a loud explosion was heard from behind them. Spyro angled his head backward and saw a hellish sphere of fire rushing through the halls, heading straight for them. Spyro turned his head back, his heart beating faster than he felt it ever had before. Their backs burned from the growing heat.
They neared the small flight of stairs they had traveled down earlier, and began to run up it as fast as they could. When they reached the top of the stairs, the flames seemed closer than they ever did before. In order to escape the growing flames, the two leaped forward and collapsed on the iron deck. Flames burst from the entranceway they had just escaped from, and the vessel began to sink rear-first into the sea.
The shaman and the Purple Dragon recollected themselves and rose off their stomachs and back onto their feet. They turned around their heads and faced the black smoke rising into the air.
"That was close," Spyro whispered between heavy breaths.
Shaman Lox shivered as he thought of just how close they were to their deaths. He turned to Spyro and crawled onto the dragon's back, who took off and rejoined the fliers. Together, the four of them flew away from the dock, hollering victoriously. Shaman Lox kept his eyes focused behind him on the ship, watching at how slowly it sunk. It had not finished its path downwards until well after it was beyond his sight—it took nearly an hour until the tallest mast was submerged by the waters.
As they flew away, Spyro smiled. "Those damn trolls are sleeping with the fishes tonight!"
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It was well into the night in Twilight Falls. Venus was sleeping with Pyro and Dasha against her swollen underbelly. However, her sleep was not a pleasant one, as she woke around twice each hour. Her dreams were consumed by her worry for Shigi. She clenched her eyes shut as hard as she could and hiccupped. Her child kicked repeatedly at her, as though it could feel her grief.
In her current dream, she was seated on a rock. The night sky was around her. Stars, planets, distance galaxies. Everything surrounded her and wrapped her in a blanket of blackness and little bright circles.
"Hello?" she shouted, her voice echoing.
No response.
She blinked her eyes. When she reopened them, a path had formed in front of her. It was just wide enough for her to transverse. Her eyes followed it and saw that it led to what seemed to be a cathedral made of diamonds. Some part of her thought this was just a sex dream—sex with a massive male on a pile of gems, or maybe a massage from a god. The rest of her felt a weight fall on her heart. The weight seemed to get heavier and heavier with each step she took forward, but she did not stop.
As Venus neared the cathedral, it began to form into an upside-down V. Time seemed to stop as she made her way into it.
It was far larger than it appeared outside, and she found herself standing in a massive atrium. It was, as she thought, entirely made of diamonds, which glimmered in the pinkish light emerging from a pool in the center of the room.
"Hello?" Venus called. "Is anyone here? Why am I here?"
Again, there was no reply. Her eyes latched onto the pool. She swallowed hard and took several cautious steps forward. She aimed her eyes downward and stared into the glimmering waters. The sparkles of the water began to collect and gather together, forming a picture. She gasped, staring at a reflection of an injured Shigi lying on a bed. Lizabeta and Kimara were leaning over him. His two sisters were wearing purple cloaks which swished with every moment they made. With practiced hands, they sewed up the numerous cuts playing across his skins, their shoulders hunched over and their black hair with red beads hanging over their eyes.
"Shigi!" she screeched. "Shigi! Shigi," she repeated, oblivious to the fact that he could not hear her cries. Tears welled in her eyes as she stared at his pained face.
He must be in Dante's Freezer, she thought, not moving her eyes.
"Now, you see that you're love is still alive," said a deep voice. Venus shot her head up, searching for its origin. "Although he is very weak, he is alive."
"W-who said that?" she stuttered.
A bright light accumulated before her. It grew larger and larger, taking the form of a dragon. The light deemed, and before her stood a smiling Ignitus.
"I-Ignitus?" she asked.
He smiled. "It's nice to see you, Venus."
"D-don't ever scare me like that again!" she scolded him. "You almost gave me a miscarriage."
"Forgive me, Venus," he apologized, bowing. "And, to answer your question from earlier, you're here because I have to tell you that you are nearer your due date than you have been told."
"The mole doctor told me I will give birth thirteen days from now," she informed him.
Ignitus shook his head. "He's wrong. You will give birth the day after tomorrow...at the latest." His voice softened as he said his next sentence, "and Shigi has the right to hold his child in his arms."
Venus took a step nearer to him. "Ignitus, are you saying that I should deliver my baby on Dante's Freezer?"
"His mother and sisters will look at you differently if you do," he replied, ignoring her question. "They will become the child's grandmother and aunts, after all."
Venus shook her head, sighing. "Since you're the Chronicler and all, you should know that I don't get along well with my mother-in-law. What the hell have you been smoking up here?" she asked with a smile. "Or is it just the thin air?"
"I know you and Katani have your issues," he responded slowly. "But his sisters are different. You may be able to gain their support and convince his mother."
Her eyes narrowed. "She almost disowned him for marrying me," she said bluntly. "Besides, I can't take the risk of delivering my baby in the fishing colony with trollish medicine."
"Shigi should see his child," he began. "His sisters should see their nephew or niece. Maybe then you shall be called 'sister' and 'daughter.'"
Venus turned her eyes away from. She knew that if she went to Dante's Freezer, Shigi would be able to see his child, which she wanted more than anything. His sisters had never shown any resentment towards her, and they would probably accept her and her child, but his mother was a different story. If Venus did choose to remain in Twilight Falls to deliver her child, then she would probably lose what little trust Shigi's sisters had in her, and possibly his trust.
Ignitus, noticing her confusion, approached her and nuzzled her neck. She lowered herself slowly onto the ground, the weight of her thoughts seeming to have taken on a physical weight as well. He also lowered himself to the floor. She placed her head on the back of his neck and closed her eyes tightly shut.
Venus sniffed. "I-I don't know w-what to do…."
"Shh, calm down, Venus," he cooed to her. "The decision is up to you, child. You can stay in Twilight Falls and have your child there, or you can go to Dante's Freezer. You could even go to Warfang. There is nothing restraining you."
She groaned in reply, and the two stayed in this position for several minutes. Venus closed her mind and allowed her thoughts to take over, each idea battling with the other. But nothing hit her more powerfully than the image of Shigi holding their newborn child.
"I will go to Dante's Freezer," she whispered to the Chronicler. "I'll go as soon as my older sister returns. Seeing Shigi's family is not going to be pretty, but I want him to see his child more than I want anything."
"That's a good girl," Ignitus applauded her. "Now go."
A blinding light emerged in front of her, and she closed her eyes to shield them. When the light vanished, she reopened her eyes and found herself back in her room. Dasha and Pyro were awake, and Dasha, sensing her aunt was also awake, stretched out her neck and licked Venus's snout.
"How was your sleep, Aunt Venus?"
Venus hesitated. "I'm okay, sweeties," she finally said. She leaned forward and nuzzled both of them, also pecking their foreheads. "Just a little nightmare, that's all. Must happen when you're pregnant."
"Nightmares when you're pregnant?" Dasha asked, cocking her head to one side.
"Well, sweetie, dragonesses sometimes have a lot of nightmares when they're pregnant," she explained. "It's usually caused by stress or worry."
Her words gained uneasy looks from both children. "Nothing's going to happen to you, right?" Dasha questioned, speaking for her brother.
Venus shook her head. "Of course not, I'm just really excited to be a mother, that's all. Now, come here and give me a cuddle, you two!"
The two children smiled and hugged her neck. Venus smiled from the warmth the two of them surrounded her in.
"I'm going to be fine, babies," she told them when they separated. "And to think you guys are going to have a cousin to play with in a few more days."
The children's grins widened. Dasha opened her mouth to say something, but was cut off by a loud knock on the door, causing her to jump slightly in the air. Dasha and Pyro hurried behind their aunt, fearful of whoever was trying to enter their room. Venus rose slowly from the floor, having some difficulty.
"Who the hell would come here this early in the morning?" she grumbled to herself as she neared the door. She opened it with her tail and her eyes met Volteer's. "Volteer?" she asked, surprised.
He smiled and bowed slightly to her. "Good morning, Venus! Isn't it such a brilliant, welcoming, wonderful day?" he asked. He did not wait for her to reply. "Is Jeenie available?"
Venus shrugged. "Well, partially thanks to you, her husband's no longer among the living, so I'd say yeah."
Volteer shook his head. "That's not funny, Venus," he replied bluntly, which shocked her considerably. "You know what I meant. Is she here?"
Venus bit her lip. "No, she's in the marshes with Helix. She wanted to meet his other half, Vahali. She's some sort of leader…but I don't really know, to tell you the truth. I'm sure she'll be back in time for your date tonight."
"Thanks, Venus. I just asked because I want wondering if she wanted to catch some carp in the river, or take a flight over Avalar Valley, or maybe have some breakfast," he said, his voice low and his words sugary.
Venus smiled. "Ah, that's sweet of you, Volteer. I'm sure Jeenie would love that."
Volteer, however, did not hear her words. "And maybe I could take her up to my room and we could play doc—" his eyes widened and he covered his snout with one of his paws.
"What?" Venus gasped.
He shook his head. "Board-games! I was going to say board-games."
She blinked. "Uh, okay?" Volteer blushed, and a smile grew on her face. "Oh, you look excited."
He shook his head vigorously. "Nevermind that. Jeenie will definitely be back in time for our date, right?"
"For sure."
Volteer turned on his heels and was about to walk off when he twisted his head back around and pointed at her swollen underbelly. "I heard that you are pregnant with Shigi's child, and I'm happy to see that the rumors were true. Congratulations!"
Now, it was her turn to blush. "Thanks." She took a step to the side. "Would you like to stay here and wait till she returns? I'm sure her children wouldn't mind, and I don't, either."
A smile grew on his face. "That sounds spectacular, wonderful, exciting!" he chimed as he skipped into the room, Venus shutting the door behind him. Immediately, his eyes wavered to Dasha and Pyro, who were cowering on the fur. Their fear made concern grow inside of him.
He turned his head back and whispered to Venus, "is something wrong with them?"
She shook her head. "They're just not used to visitors, that's all." She approached the children and nudged them up. "Don't be afraid."
They stood up and, remaining close to their aunt's feet, faced the electric dragon, who smiled at them.
Venus leaned her head downward. "This is your mommy's friend, Volteer. He's the Electric Guardian."
Their eyes widened and they took a few steps away from her. "What's a guardian, Aunt Venus?" asked Dasha.
They're the protectors of our species, aside from Spyro and Cynder, of course."
Volteer grinned. "Jeenie has gorgeous children."
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In her room, Vahali was sleeping with Helix behind her, his wings and arms wrapped around her and his head resting on her neck. Jeenie, who had refused to stay behind, was sleeping in a guest room a door down.
Vahali awoke peacefully from her sleep and attempted to rise, but failed miserably as the dark dragon was holding tightly onto her.
She laughed, "Morning, Helix."
Helix jolted awake at her laugh. "Apes!" he shouted. "Apes are upon us, comrades!"
Vahali's eyes narrowed. "W-what?"
Helix shook his head vigorously, and his eyes met Vahali's. "Oh, thank the ancestors! It was just a nightmare…are you okay, Vahali?"
A small smile grew on her face. "Yeah, General Foam Seed," she giggled and licked his snout. "Do you mind getting off me? I have a clan to lead."
He rose, allowing Vahali to awkwardly get on all fours. As Helix stretched, his bones cracking, an idea appeared in Vahali's mind as she turned to face him. "I think the other chiefs would like to meet you, Helix. They should know who the father of my child is."
Helix rolled his eyes. "I don't think they'll like me, Vahali."
"Nonsense!" she replied, shaking her head. "They'll love you. " she walked forward and kissed his neck. "Come on, Helix." She began to cover his neck with licks, working her way up to his muzzle. "Chief Sakwai," she breathed between licks, "definitely wants to meet you."
"Well, alight."
Vahali smiled and hugged him again. Helix mentally convinced himself to remain composed in front of her. "Should we wake up my sister? Do you think the chieftains want to meet her, too?"
"Uh-huh, they should meet the aunt as well."
With that, the two headed over to Jeenie's room. Helix opened the door, not waiting for it to be opened for him—he didn't even knock. Jeenie was sleeping on a fur in one corner of the room, oblivious to their presence. Helix hurried over to her and pressed down on her shoulder hard, causing her to awake with a jolt.
"Helix!" she screamed when she noticed it was him. "What the hell?"
He removed himself from her and ignored her comment. "We have to meet the chiefs of the three other clans, Sis."
She sighed and rose onto her paws. "Alright, Bro, but I'm not going to be all formal or anything, got it?"
"Sure, let's just go," he replied anxiously.
Vahali nodded. "Yeah, let's go, Jeenie. The chiefs should meet as many people from my life-mate's family as they can."
"Alright!" Jeenie shouted. "I get it."
Vahali led her life-mate and sister-in-law to the council chamber, where the other three chiefs were awaiting her arrival for the daily morning meeting. All three were seated around a circular table, banners bearing the insignias of the clans hanging behind them. They were speaking softly amongst themselves, discussing the presence of the Fire and Dark dragons within the Temple of Chieftains. They quickly shut their mouths when the door was opened and the three other dragons entered the chamber.
"Morning Sakwai, Chiefs," Vahali greeted them, nodding to each in turn. She lifted a paw and pointed it to the two dragons beside her. "This is my life-mate, guys. You remember General O' Van Sea, don't you?"
Sakwai nodded. "Ah, yes, General Helix. We owe your our lives for destroying the Queen of Blood and removing Prince Zakan." His eyes wavered to Jeenie. "And who is this fine dragoness beside you, Helix?"
Jeenie grinned widely. "I'm Jeenie," she said with a bow, breaking her earlier promise. "Jeenie O' Van Sea. I'm Helix's older sister."
"Will you be attending the birth?"
"I will," piped in Helix. "Don't know about Jeenie. She's got a date in Twilight Falls," he said playfully.
"You're excited to be a daddy, aren't you?" Vahali asked Helix.
"Hell yeah," he replied.
She smiled and turned to Jeenie. "And are you happy to be an aunt?"
Jeenie smiled weakly. "Of course. But I'll miss this guy's help. He's been taking care of my two children as though he were their father. It'll be difficult handling them both by myself."
"It's alright, Sis," he assured her. "I'll make sure to visit you often." He nuzzled her comfortingly, and she nipped him playfully on the neck.
"You could bring your children here, if you like," Vahali chimed in. "They should get to know their cousin. We have plenty of rooms in the temple, and nurses who can babysit." She turned her head to Sakwai. "Right, Sakwai?"
The Zak Noik chieftain cleared his throat. "Erm, yes. I gave Vahali some nurses so she can tend to her clan and not worry about her children. You may use one if you wish to bring your children here."
"I'll consider it, chieftain," Jeenie said with a respectful bow. "But I can't stay long. I do have to return to Twilight Falls to be with my children, and my date."
Sakwai smiled. "We wish you safety on your way back. Be back to visit soon—the marshes are gorgeous this time of year."
"I'll make sure."
"Does this mean you'll miss our feast tonight?" asked Vahali, disappointed.
"Sorry, Sis," she replied. She pointed a claw to Vahali's swollen belly. "But…could I have a listen, Vahali?"
The chieftess smiled. "Of course you can, Sis." She settled herself onto the floor and turned herself so she was on her side. Jeenie pressed her head against her soft, leathery underbelly.
"Can you hear anything?"
"No, not yet. Wait!" she closed her eyes and recognized what sounded like swishing. Vahali yelped, feeling the child kick passionately, while Jeenie smiled.
"They must like you, Jeenie," Vahali smiled. She screamed, her infant kicking at her ribs. "Ah! Get your foot out of my ribs!"
"You'll get used to that," Jeenie informed her, removing her had. "It happened to me while I was pregnant with my twins. Anyway, thanks for letting me stay the night, Vahali."
"You're welcome, sis," Vahali said, pecking her cheek.
Jeenie turned to her brother and hugged him around his neck. Helix nipped her neck in return.
"You'll be back home soon, won't you, little brother?"
"Yeah, Sis," he said as they separated. "I have to be here for Vahali. She's going to need me during the birth."
"Right. When's she due?"
"Uh…," Helix stuttered, turning to Vahali. "When are you due, baby?"
"Two days," Vahali replied with a smile.
He turned back to his sister. "So I'll be back in three weeks. Maybe you could bring Dasha and Pyro to see their cousin before I come back."
"Maybe." Jeenie rubbed against him as she left the room, her tail slithering over his shoulder as he left. She exited the temple through the mammoth-sized double doors, spread her wings, and took off into the sky. She climbed to around three-thousand feet and flew to Twilight Falls It took her three hours before she caught sight of the tall, stone temple at the edge of the cliff. She glided down toward the balcony of her room and landed in front of the doors. Pushing them open, she stared, astonished, at Volteer speaking with her younger sister in her room.
"Volteer!" she gasped.
Volteer's eyes snapped to hers, and a blush grew in his cheeks. "J-Jeenie! Er, Venus invited me in. I was just telling her about the things you and I could do tonight. Karaoke, dinner, or maybe a flight over Avalar. We will have over four hours to kill. What do you think, Jeenie?"
A smile grew on Jeenie's face. "I think karaoke and a flight sounds nice."
"Well, there you go!" he replied. "Flying and singing. And maybe dinner?"
"Sure. But wait until tonight. It's too early."
He nodded. "Very well, Jeenie, what time again?"
"Seven o'clock."
He rose to his feet. "I cannot wait! I'll pick you up at seven." He turned on his heels and strutted out of the room, a smile on his face. As soon as he shut the door behind him, he began to sing joyfully, "If you see a pretty sight at the side of the road that says 'fifteen miles to the love shack!"
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In the Temple of the Chieftains, Helix was enjoying the feast with this life-mate and the other chiefs. They gnawed happily on apricot chicken, potatoes, and other delicious food. Vahali strayed away from the proteins and ate pineapple fritters.
After the plates were cleared and taken away, Chief Sakwai raised his glass up into the air. "To our chieftess. Here's to a healthy child."
Vahali blushed. "Thank you, Sakwai."
He aimed his cup at Helix. "And to you, General O' Van Sea, for impregnating our chieftess here," he said with a laugh. The other chieftains chuckled while a blush grew on Helix's face and a shameful smile grew on his lips.
"Don't listen to them, Helix," Vahali advised him, placing a paw on his back. "They're just immature."
"Vahali," began Sakwai, diverting the chieftess's eyes to him. "You should introduce Helix to your clan."
She nodded. "Yes, they'd love you, Helix."
Helix's smile turned to an innocently joyous one. "Well, alright."
She chuckled and licked his face repeatedly. Helix slapped his tail on the floor. "Vahali…," he whispered to her. "Please stop. You're going to make my member fall out."
She pulled away from him. "Sorry," she giggled.
When the feast ended, Vahali took her dark life mate to the Hal Jani tree. As they entered, the Hal Jani dragons turned their eyes to her, amazed.
Vahali cleared her throat. "My brothers! My sisters! This is my other half: Helix." She said, pointing to him. "He is the father of my child."
The swamp dragons applauded and whistled. "You're a machine, Helix!" one shouted.
Vahali nipped his neck and rubbed her side against his. "See, Helix, they love you."
Jeenie spent the time between her arrival and her date with Volteer with her children. She tickled them, cuddle them, and played tag with them around their room. She was giving Dasha a tickle attack, the young girl screaming and pleading for her to stop, when a knock came at the door. Jeenie let go of her daughter and opened the door.
"Jeenie," Volteer greeted her, bowing slightly. "Are you ready? The night I still young."
She grinned. "Just let me say good-bye to my kids." She turned to Dasha and Pyro and lowered her head to their height. She kissed them both on the forehead. "You guys be good for Aunt Venus, and I'll bring you back a present. Sound good?"
They both nodded. "Yeah!" screeched Dasha.
"There's good babies," she pecked them both again and walked out of the door. With Volteer beside her, they went to the temple's den. Club music roared from the speakers above, ringing in Jeenie's ears. Volteer led her to the bar, where the barkeep turned to face them.
"What'll it be, dragons?"
"A dragon-sized beer for me," Volteer ordered. "What do you want, Jeenie? You can get anything."
"A dragon-sized gin with lots of ice," she ordered.
The bartender bowed. "Splendid choice, she-dragon." He placed a cup on the bar and mixed her drink, which foamed at the top. She leaned forward and licked the foam with her tongue.
Volteer took a swig of his drink. "Jeenie, they're bringing out the karaoke machine in ten minutes. Do you want to have a go at singing?"
She shook her head. "I'm no siren, just so you know," she chuckled.
"How do you know if you don't try?" he asked. A smile grew on Jeenie's face because of these words. In her mind, she saw the two of them on-stage, singing, and her voice crashing and flatting-out. The moles below booing and hissing. "We could do a duet," he suggested. "What do you say?"
She sighed. "Alright, Volteer. Just pick an easy song."
"Excellent, wonderful! I'll go speak to the DJ. Be right back." He hurried away from the bar and to the DJ, leaving Jeenie to listen to the music and enjoy her drink. She turned her head and around and saw him speaking with the mole DJ in the corner of the den. She faced her drink again and finished it. Placing it back on the bar, Volteer nudged her shoulder excitedly.
"Come, come! I chose for a perfect, flawless, impeccable song for us." He pulled her up from the bar and nearly dragged her over to the small stage. As she neared the stage, fear grew inside of Jeenie. She was terrified of humiliating herself in front of all these creatures. Her legs froze and she attempted to flee, but Volteer got her on stage and placed her in front of one of the two microphones and situated himself in front of the other. A screen lowered at the back of the den.
Jeenie took a deep breath. "I hope you picked an easy song, Volteer."
"Trust me, Jeenie," he assured her.
I Got You Babe by UB40 began to play from the speakers overhead, and the lyrics emerged on the screen. From the moment the first syllable emerged from her lips, she lost herself in the words. The occupants of the den began to cheer, pumping their fists in the air. Fire dragons breathed flames into the air, painting the den orange. When the song ended, her heart was pounding. She stared down at the hollering crowd and smiled. Volteer nudged her forward and gently off the stage. As they walked away, Jeenie began to rub her side against his.
"I have no idea I could sing like that," she said excitedly. "You were pretty good too, Volteer."
He grinned. "You're welcome. I thought you might like this. That's why I had the duet planned all along."
Jeenie wrapped her tail around Volteer's and led him out of the den and up the spiral staircase, towards her room. In front of her room, she turned to face. "Thank you. That was the most fun I've had since I was pregnant. We should do this again sometime." She hopped up and licked him graciously on the snout.
"You're very welcome, Jeenie," he said. "And I thought you said you were a bad singer? You sang brilliantly, wonderfully."
She blushed. "When I was twelve I tried to sing karaoke, but I couldn't hit any of the notes. The other dragons began to throw food at me, saying I ruined the song I was singing: Rooms on Fire," she replied. "But did you see all those moles and cheetahs cheering for us? They loved us." She playfully nipped his neck. "We really need to do this again."
Volteer grinned and walked back down the hall. Jeenie turned and was about to push open her door when she spun around and called to Volteer. "Wait, Volteer!"
The electric dragon turned around and saw her running towards him. When she came near enough, she nuzzled him. "The night is still young," she said slowly. "Would you like to go for a flight around Twilight Falls?"
"I would love to."
And so, the two headed to the temple's roof and took off into the night sky. The view was gorgeous. Purple and pink plants seemed to light up the woods, glimmering in the light of the stars and the moon.
"This is great," she said slowly.
"Oh, you like this?" Volteer asked playfully. "I come here every day and wait for the sun to set just so I can see this. I thought you would like it."
"I do! It's absolutely gorgeous." She angled herself closer to him. "Do you want to land and look at the stars, Volteer? It's a clear night tonight."
"Why not?"
Jeenie led him to a spot on the ground beside the river with an unobstructed view of the stars above them. The two laid on their backs and stared up at the sky in silence. Suddenly, a shooting star zoomed across the sky, and the two gasped joyfully.
"Make a wish!" she shrieked, shutting her eyes. I wish I'll have someone special in my life to care for me and my children.
She opened her eyes and shimmed closer to Volteer.
WARNING: Intimate Scene Ahead. Please skip if you under 16.
"Could I come back to your room for a drink?" she said, kissing him on the neck.
"But what if the council needs me, Jeenie?" he asked, angling his head towards her. "Sometimes, they knock on my door late at night."
She wrapped her tail around his. "What if I need you?"
"O-Okay," he stuttered before the two rose and flew back to the temple. They glided towards the balcony of Volteer's room, the door leading inside already open. Jeenie landed inside and scanned the room: soft bed large enough for two dragons and a large cabinet filled with bottles of champagne and gin.
Volteer landed beside her. "Make yourself at home, Jeenie." He headed over the cabinet and opened its glass doors. "What would you like?"
Jeenie sat herself on his bed. "Champagne sounds nice, draggy."
Volteer blushed and removed two bottles of champagne from his cabinet. "One for me, one for you," he said as he walked over to her.
"Yummy."
Volteer sat on the bed beside her and opened the bottles, the corks snapping against the ceiling. He handed her one bottle and began to drink from his own.
"Thank you so much for asking me out, Volteer," she said after she took a drink.
"Don't mention it."
Jeenie rested her bottle on the ground and began to kiss him on the muzzle. "I'm sorry for trying to hurt you," she whispered. "I wasn't thinking that night. I just get worked up sometimes because I'm afraid of losing one of my siblings. They're precious to me." She kissed the base of his throat. "I forgive you, Volteer."
Volteer gasped. "Y-you do?"
"Of course. I don't want you to be an enemy. I have two children, and I know every dragoness wants a peaceful environment for her children," she replied. "I also had the time of my life today." She began to lick his neck and squeeze his tail. "I want to have even more fun."
She jumped off the bed and showed her rear to him, raising her tail high and showing Volteer her needy, magenta sex, dripping wet with glistening lube. She looked back at him and grinned. "Go ahead, you big yellow stud. Sniff some, taste some, it's yours," she encouraged, shaking her hips. "I promise this will be a delightful experience."
He reached out and grabbed the base of her tail. He ran his long, prehensile tongue back and forth across her needy clitoris, gaining a loud yelp from her.
"H-H-Have a whiff if you want, Volteer," she moaned."Smell those hot vapors."
With that, he ceased licking and moved his nose through her folds, moaning as he took in her heavenly vaginal vapors.
"You like what you smell? Isn't my pussy tasty and nice to sniff, hmm?" she breathed.
"Y-y-yes...yes" he stuttered, taking another strong whiff. After he had enough of merely sniffing it, he began to plunge his tongue deep within her opera house, gaining pleasurable moans from her. After five minutes of this, he removed his tongue and sucked in her left vaginal lip inside his mouth. He turned his head to push it against his top lip and massage it with his tongue, causing her to yelp again and again. He switched side of her pussy every minute, gaining loud yelps from her each time he did. Before long, Jeenie was hot as acheetah in heat, her sex steaming hot, gushing tasty lube, which Volteer eagerly sucked up with his lips. As he feasted upon her luxurious opera house, Volteer released her tail and instead grabbed her thighs, allowing her to sway her tail in the air as she received his pleasing tongue.
Volteer then returned to plunging his tongue in and out of her tasty, steaming, heavenly-smelling opera house, gaining a loud moan as she pointed her head to the ceiling and cracked her neck, shaking her tail like crazy. Jeenie pulled away, from him. He snapped open his eyes, confused. She took two steps forward and looked back at him.
"Please mount me, Volteer" She breathed, blinking her gorgeous eyes and begging him closer. Volteer stood up from the bed and approached, his massive member poking out of his hiding place, along with his giant, yellow, dangling testicles.
"You sure know how to forgive a dragon, Jeenie." He approached eagerly and hopped on, grabbing her belly with his claws. He gradually aimed his member to her pussy hole and plunged in. He waited for Jeenie to adjust until he heard her plea.
"Volteer, please fuck me!" she screamed, stomping her back feet. With that said he began bucking his hips, leaving her empty each time he plunged in and out, gaining loud yelps and moans from his dragoness, her tail slapping the floor in excitement. After a while both of them were nearing there climaxes, a puddle of sweat and pre cum beneath them. "Volteer, ah!" she yelpedas Volteer bit down on her neck. Both of them could feel a burning feeling in their hips, and Volteer's testicles began to throb.
"Jeenie," he gasped. "I'm going to—"
"Do it!" she interrupted. "Spray your electric seed inside of me."
Volteer unloaded, moaning loudly. He raised his head to the ceiling as Jeenie screamed, pleased, riding her orgasm. Volteer moaned in the afterglow, and in mild pain, as she removed his aching member form her pussy. He collapsed on the bed, lying on his side.
Jeenie turned to him, and giggled at his exhausted state. She licked him affectionately all over his face.
"Th-thank you, Jeenie," he stuttered.
"You're welcome, you incredible electric stud."
End of intimate scene
After Volteer had recollected himself, he walked Jeenie back to her room, their sides rubbing as they walked and her tail coiled around his. He walked her to her door and they shared one last romantic licking session before he nudged her towards her door.
"Thank you, Jeenie. I hope you had a good time. I know I did," he said with a smile. He began to walk away, before she ran up in front of him and began rubbing against his chest.
"No, wait, could you please come in, Volteer? I am so lonely in there. I could use warmth." She hopped up and bit him playfully on the neck "Please…."
"Alright, Jeenie," he replied, surrendering.
The two entered the room, and Jeenie immediately felt her skin crawl. Venus was nowhere to be found. Dasha and Pyro were asleep on the bed, oblivious to the anger and concern growing inside of their mother. Jeenie hurried to the balcony and then the bathroom, but did not find her sister.
"Oh crap!" she hissed. "Where did she go?And in her condition!"
Volteer approached her and wrapped her into a tight hug to calm her. "Shh, Jeenie, we'll find her. Where do you think she went?"
It took Jeenie a moment to collect herself, and even longer for her to come up with an answer. "Dante's Freezer!"
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