A/N Thank you again to those leaving reviews and sending PMs and thank you also to the authors who work on character/world building and development with me you all are inspirations….DESNA

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Zen stirred sluggishly, the first thought coming to his head was his fucking owner must have found some new drug to try because damn it all to hell if he didn't feel like he'd been used...fury swirled inside him, he'd make them pay...he'd find out who and cut them down into sections with care so they died slow and knew they were dying while they did.

But….no...that wasn't right, he wasn't in Pergrand anymore was he? Had he dreamed his rescue? Dreamed about his family destroying Skysreach and whisking him away, fleeing aboard a huge Boscan airship back to Bosco, meeting all of his brothers and sisters, starting to learn to speak Boscan, refine his reading skills alongside a beautiful silver haired Celestial Mage...his friend...he opened his eyes, blinking them trying to clear them.

His eyes flew wide as they focused, across the dark cement room that was covered on all sides with faintly glowing runes and magic circles was Cristoff, his brother...so he hadn't dreamed his rescue...but where was he? And why the hell was Cristoff chained to a rack that hung from chains thicker than Zens legs, naked with heavy manacles clamped over his wrists right under a magic circle that had a lot of symbols for the moon all around it….symbols that gave Zen a very bad feeling. He could hear sounds...moans...panting, flesh colliding with flesh and he stayed still, trying to look through his lashes and hair.

He tested his magic, finding it easily at his beck and call, they had cuffs on him but they were pitiful compared to the five he'd worn for years in Pergrand.

He let his hair fall over his face, he was chained on his knees, a collar around his neck chained to the floor, one flick of his wings would shed the things easily but he'd learned well in the pits to never show his hand too fast, never before he knew everything his adversary was capable of. Play weak, play quiet, let them think they had control.

Cristoff clearly hadn't been having a good time while he was out because blood ran from his wrists and ankles from him struggling and there was a harness on his head holding a ball gag in his mouth and a heavy strap of leather over his eyes. Zen focused noticing shadows moving on the wall, people were in an adjoining room...and having sex by the sounds of it, or at least some were...others were talking...

"If we use the full moon that the Dragon Slayer will amplify the pheromones from him will make this all go easier than you could have hoped, the slayer will be complete putty once the moon is high, we've covered his eyes for now only because he can use them to put us to sleep currently, once his mind goes because of the moon though that won't be a problem, we can have all the fun we want with him while you mate with his brother, I really fail to see the issue." A familiar voice was saying.

"The issue is you keep changing the plans, it was just supposed to be me, Yuki and you Hestor, now all these other people are involved and it was just supposed to be Zen, you weren't supposed to involve his brothers at all, we can't possibly smooth this over now, I can't mate with him and go on the run, his family will chase after us no matter what he tells them and I don't have a guild to back me up in Fiore!" A woman said angrily.

"Then have your sister mate with him, take him back to Fiore, he can tell his family he met her and fell in love and wants to be with her, her guild will protect them, you said she's close friends with the Guildmaster of Sabertooth, really I don't care which one of you does it, he just has to mate with a celestial spirit mage so he gets the keyfinding ability and ability to open gates into the celestial realm, that's all I need from this, after that, you do what you want, have children, lots of them, create more Archangel mages, be the mothers of that magic just like you wanted to, I DONT CARE, but one of you WILL mate with him!" Hestor snarled.

"Don't you try to intimidate me you ass, if you want that fucking key the only way to get it is through a mated Archangel under the direction of his Celestial Summoner mage mate, whether that's me or Yuki because only Lucy Heartfillia is on par with us in strength as far as female Celestial Summoner mages and you said she'd already mated, you keep up this bullshit and your precious Hall will never be complete!" She snapped back.

There was a scuffle, a light gasp and someone hit a wall.

"You listen to me you simpering Bitch, there ARE other Celestial mages I can do this with, you reached out to me, not the other way around, looking for a way to help yourself and your sister grow in your fucking magic. It isn't MY fault you two never trained, never developed well, that's on YOU and a lack of motivation to fucking better yourselves. I don't want him hurt, you hear me? Zen Pradesh will mate with a Celestial Mage, that mage will help him find the key I'm after and then? We'll just fucking SEE!" Hestor snarled then there was a few moments of silence.

In the room Hestor was holding Sorrano against the wall by her throat. He HATED having this woman touch Zen...hated it...but if he was going to complete the Hall, he couldn't be the one who mated with Zen...the bonding of their souls would make him...unable to do what he had to do...he knew his own heart, knew even now that touching Zens would bring him to his knees, ruin his resolve and shatter all of his plans and he couldn't let that happen.

He could mate with Zen...let that handsome beautiful man love him, just...wallow in that love and all the intimacy, the wonderful closeness that he knew would come with it...but if he did, the Hall would not be completed and he would fall fully to madness, loose himself and take Zen with him into a darkness that even now...as empty as he was...was enough to terrify him. He glanced at where the Joyans were thoroughly enjoying Farron, the blonde Boscan chained to a x-frame, about mindless now on succubus venom and mind control spells his beautiful body writhing as he gave the women all they wanted of him...paying for the help from Joya for Hestor.

He sighed, he really did not have time to work out a deal with the Joyans that included that level of help, he fully intended to challenge Yukino or Sorrano, whoever mated with Zen and kill them, take Zen BACK and free him once this was done. But he needed the bitches cooperation…

"Look...the Dragon Slayers memory will be altered, we have a Seith mage that can do that, it's a full moon tonight, so his memories will be distanced anyway, it's all seriously easy as hell, once the moon rises that slayer will start making all of us horney as all hell and we have a magic circle set up to shine concentrated moonlight right onto him so he's going to be all sorts of delicious fun. Whether you or your sister decide to fuck the Archangel and mate with him is up to you two." He said then chuckled before continuing. " I personally plan to have a delicious orgy down here while you two are locked in the smaller room off the main one with the Archangel. It will all work out, White Sea is dealing with the explosion that Kenpi way the fuck overdid, and her ass is paying for that right now, since her guild leader is having to try and run damage control and we had to move this whole thing here to one of their human trafficking waystations instead of in my house in Pelerno like we had planned because of her stupidity."

"Thats another thing! All of White Sea is hunting for you Hestor! How do you plan to return Cristoff and smooth this over?!" the woman demanded.

"I'm not, I've already made a deal with the leader of Joya, yes I said Joya, their Warqueen is a powerful Celestial Summoner did you know that? She wants to breed with someone of my bloodline and I've got two pureblooded Stellan cousins. I'm gifting the dragon slayer to a wealthy very powerful Joyan, we just need to deliver him to the Joyan slave conditioner she's arranged to make him into the subservient slave she wants him to be...but that of course will happen AFTER me and my friends get to enjoy a full moon with the Lunar Dragon Slayer...I'll admit, when he slipped into the room I was very unhappy, but now? It's like this lovely perk fell into my lap delivering a second Pradesh I'd love to fuck right into my hands. My only regret is I didn't know Kaleb was harboring Archangel magic or I'd have fucking found a way to be nearby when he mated so I could get a bind on him." Hestor sighed, Lucy fucking Heartfilia be damned...he'd have slid a bond onto Kaleb in a heartbeat if he'd known.

"What about him?…" She asked nodding toward Farron and Hestors cold eyes almost warmed when they shifted to the blonde. He smiled a little darkly "He's mine...all mine...and I plan to keep him. He loves me you know? He's said so twice in the last two weeks, once while I was fucking him in his home, then again as the Joyans started pumping succubus venom into him...he's beautiful, intelligent..and mine." Hestor said simply.

"This is how you handle someone who loves you?" The woman sneered and Hestor backhanded her, sending her to the floor with a snarl.

"Don't get preachy with me you fucking cunt. You're selling your damned sister so you can be a mother to angels. We all have our little issues...don't we?" He hissed and Sorrano glared at him, rubbing her cheek and getting back to her feet.

Zen slowed his breathing then took a deep breath, relieved when Cristoffs head turned toward him, clearly his brother was paying close attention.

Zen barely breathed out "I'm fine, fully awake and winged."

Cristoff gave a nod but turned his head back toward the doorway as Hestor walked in with the woman he'd been talking to, she was slender, pretty, with white hair and dark eyes and she smirked when those eyes slid over the Dragon Slayer.

"Ok...seeing him makes it clear why you wanted to keep him instead of leaving him at the guild...I guess it's good you did...your friends mistake might have killed him." She said.

"Keeping him was MY idea, I've heard all about his full moons, I had a friend who actually got into one aboard an airship, the captain of the ship had locked him in the brig and they were supposed to stay off the ship for the night but the captain, my friend and two others snuck back aboard and had a completely delicious night with him...once the full moon is up? He'll be mindless, fully cooperative and blinded by an overflow of his magic that, in his case...makes him drunk, and he's one of those..happy friendly drunks...puts off hefty sex pheromones throughout the night too, so all of us will have more stamina, more drive than we've probably ever had in our lives or ever will again once he's in Joya being conditioned." The woman with the long purple hair Zen remembered, and...Hestor Gods he was still wanting him... though not as much as he wanted the white haired woman…

It was almost painful...the longing...the need…

He didn't know where it was coming from but he managed to keep it in check this time, concentrating on his breathing and remaining lax and limp in the chains, he'd done this plenty of times with the guards in the pits, played dead so they would relax around him, give him an opportunity to snag one in and break their fucking necks every now and then, killing guards off and on for no apparent reason was one way he kept them from trying things with him. Kept them afraid.

"He'll be awake soon, his soul is active again, best move him to the smaller room, where's your sister at anyway?" The woman asked.

Sorrano was standing by Cristoff, looking over the tall well muscled body of the slayer, thinking to herself how much she would enjoy a wild night drowning in something as alluring and enticing as Dragon lust sounded. Zen was on his knees hanging partly from chains, with his hair over his face, but Cristoff...Cristoff she could see and he was….so very enticing.

She slid a hand over a bulging pectoral, wanting to touch the wolf tattoo there and watched fangs dig into the ball gag in the mans mouth, rage driving his muscles to clench...it made her whole body heat up seeing it.

"My sister is a light mage, and has never been with a man before, I'm having to handle her….carefully." Sorrano admitted.

Hestor made a face and Castia rolled her green eyes. "A virgin? You're bringing a virgin to a dragon lust soaked place to mate with a chained Archangel? Gods...ok...you're more confident than I thought…"

"She'll do what I say, I just have to handle her a certain way and you all can not interfere or...be involved at all, I'm serious, you can't speak to her, not a word." She glared at both Castia and Hestor and Hestor rolled his eyes.

"Fine fine, I'll be busy with this anyway." He said, smiling and stroking Cristoffs thigh, grinning when the Dragon slayer slammed against his bonds and snarled.

"Gods...save your strength gorgeous, everyone who was there to take you and your brother is planning on thoroughly enjoying you and your dragon lust tonight." He chuckled and Sorrano moved over to Zen, leaning down to brush his long gold streaked dark hair from his face and holding his chin up as a couple more men came into the room preparing to move Zen to the room she and Yukino would mate with him in.

"Oh Gods…." She breathed "He's perfect…" she moved around him, trailing her fingers over the dark wing markings across the back of his shoulders, admiring the width of those shoulders, the abundant muscle under deeply tanned skin that narrowed to a trim waist and flawless well defined ass her eyes narrowed when she saw the insides of his thighs.

"Who fucked him?" She demanded.

Gindi chuckled "Yeah...guilty...couldn't resist, I mean...look at that ass and he was just begging for it, soon as Hestor hit him with a little of his magic that sexy thing was all moaning and willing." She laughed.

Sorrano smiled sweetly at her, smirking and licking her lips as she walked up to the mage. "You liked fucking him huh?" She purred and Gindi smiled.

"I'll happily fuck him again if you bitches can't get your job done." She said coldly.

Sorrano moved so fast nobody could stop her, the blade popping out of the bracer on her right forearm and she drove it right into the womans eye, thrusting up into her brain with deft precision just like Cobra had taught her years ago.

Gindi fell to the floor thrashing a few times then slumped and lay still...dead. Sorrano kicked her body aside and pointed the dripping knife at Hestor.

"You violate MY Angel any further and I'll see a blade into you that goes so deep even Amitt won't be able to find how far into hell I've sent you. You may command the Hall but I command the Hellsinger angel...you've changed our plans too much, change them further and I'll consider all of you acceptable collateral damage, free the Dragon Slayer, take my Angel and leave you to rot in this hole you've hidden in. Now I'm bringing my sister down here, clean up this piece of shit and keep your fucking mouths shut until I get her and our Angel into the other room." She hissed before whirling and striding from the room leaving Hestor and Castia wide eyed.

"You really can't kill her…" Castia questioned flatly.

"No...I need her and her sister too much...damn it...now I need a new teleportation mage…" He sighed, Abraxis appeared, raising a brow at his keyholder before hefting the body over his shoulder and carrying it out while Castia hurried to clean up the blood.

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Yukino sat waiting in the small streetside cafe, this town hadn't been where they were supposed to go...and having a strange mage show up on the ship and teleport them to it so they could meet with Hestor had been beyond alarming.

She wasn't comfortable with any of this, Sorrano wasn't telling her everything, her sister was hiding something and Yukino knew it. Yes she owed her sister, Sorrano had sacrificed tremendously to save her when they were children, and had, throughout her life, continued to help her sometimes without her even knowing for a while, but, Yukino wasn't willing to step toward the darkness her sister so often lurked in.

Yukino had dreams, and they involved being in a light guild, living honorably, caring for her spirits and getting stronger, she wanted to get married too, find a good man, settle in and have a family, if she was honest, she did enjoy being a working mage but at heart...she was a home body, she preferred working at the guild but Sabertooth didn't need anyone at the guild hall full time, they already had staff that saw to all of that, so...she had nothing she could do to earn money but take jobs.

The prospect of becoming twice as strong as she was now with the help of this Archangel mage was something she just couldn't turn her back on though, even as off as it all seemed Sorano assured her the mage was willing to do this, to mate with one of them and be bound as well to the other.

It seemed like a lot, and she was unsure about "sharing" this man with her sister, how could that possibly work? From what she'd been able to read in the materials Sorrano had given her to help her understand the importance and significance of it all made it pretty clear mating with an Archangel wasn't much different from mating with a Dragon Slayer, it was a bond, deep, and involved the heart, love, romance, the Archangel would feel all of those things, it wasn't just a sort of business arrangement or a spirit contract like Sorrano almost seemed to be painting it as. This mage was a person, yes he was special, a sort of human/spirit hybrid almost able to travel the celestial plains and gate to the various realms of celestial light and it's opposite.

They would...have children with this man. What if he wasn't a nice man? What if he was some lecherous little toad or something? Sorrano knew his name was "Zen" but beyond that, nothing. He was Boscan but Sorrano had said he hadn't grown up in Bosco, when Yukino had asked why she'd shrugged "Who cares? Yuki...he's an Archangel, the only one, the first in over 800 years, and he could be ours, you don't pass something like this up because he may not be your ideal Saturday night date."

Yukino had blushed, it wasn't like she'd even been on any dates, she hadn't, well, maybe you could count going to the movies with Sting and Rogue...but Hector and Frosh were there and she'd really spent more time with Frosh and Frosh was a girl….

She shook her head, glaring at the empty cup in front of her. She should have told Sorrano no, that she didn't want to be involved in this, she still could, she could still walk away, talk to some of the merchants in the town and find out where the hell she was and how to get back to Sabertooth on her own, but Sorrano would be so disappointed and so mad at her…

"You ready? We just need to go get set up, the whole thing will start in another hour when the moon rises and we need to get set up in the room with the Archangel." Sorrano said then smiled slyly at her sister.

"He's gorgeous by the way." She said. Yukinos eyes flew wide.

"You got to meet him already? Is he nice? Did he seem friendly?" She asked hopefully.

"Meh...he was busy at the time, I just got a look at him, he's built, makes Sting and Rogue look scrawny and I know how much you like big guys, you had the hots for Orga for a while." Sorrano nudged her arm and Yukino blushed furiously.

"I...that is...I didn't have the hots for him, I just thought he was...handsome and thoughtful...and….anyway, he and Minerva started seeing each other…" She said.

"Uh huh, you mean Minervas been riding the lightning Godslayer, yeah, come on sis, lets go get something even better than a Godslayer." Sorrano said, pulling Yukino to her feet.

They made their way through the small town and off down a disused road, as they walked she looked at Sorrano.

"Sorrano...your not telling me something...you've been evasive and changing the subject way too much not to trying to hide something from me, what is all this? This man...he isn't evil is he? Another nearly dark mage like Hestor?" She demanded, inwardly quaking, she hated confronting her sister.

Sorrano snorted "Hestor IS a dark mage, he's not nearly one. No, to answer the question, Zen is not a dark mage, nor is he evil, he is a true Archangel Yukino, a servant of the Celestial realms and the light." Sorrano was watching the sky, like all celestial mages the stars emerging called her attention, Yukinos eyes were drawn to the darkening sky as well, the full moon starting its ascent.

As they walked her thoughts kept drifting more and more to Sorranos comment earlier and finally she had to ask.

"He's...good looking huh? And...built?" She asked tentatively.

Sorrano grinned at her "Big thick arms and pecs so hard you could bounce a coin off em...long hair, he's Boscan, it's this really pretty deep reddish brown with blonde streaks through it like he's been in the sun alot, his skin is really tanned too, Boscans always have sort of a caramel color to their skin with him? Well, he's had to have been outdoors a lot. Nice lips, tight looking ass and very nicely hung." She smirked when Yukino blushed.

"Y...you saw him...na..naked?" She almost squeaked.

"Yep, very very nice body, handsome face, he's got these great lips...plump and just begging to be kissed." Sorrano was saying, licking her lips, honestly, she wasn't too drawn to the Archangel, she was because of the power he would provide her, but her lust had sort of fixated on the raven haired Dragon Slayer. The Archangel was built, but the Dragon Slayer was more so, beefier, his muscles more pronounced, and he wasn't lacking in endowment either, he'd had a nice thick cock resting between his powerful thighs, one she was thinking more and more about as they got closer.

Her lust ridden thoughts had to be getting stirred by the slayer, even at her worst she was never this bad, already imagining all the things she wanted to do with that slayer, wrapping her legs around his hips and riding him, wrapping her hands and lips around that thick cock and seeing that tanned muscular body writhe underneath her….Gods...she really was feeling it….it was strange she wasn't drawn to the Archangel, he was the reason she was here in the first place, but then, the Dragon Slayer was puting off the pheromones and the dragon magic that was stirring up her sex drive...and...she smiled watching Yukino and noting how her sisters face was flushed...stirring up her sisters too…

Maybe Hestors mistake wasn't a mistake after all, the Dragon Slayers presence might just make this all much easier than she had hoped, Yukino was so inexperienced...and...Sorrano knew she couldn't be the one to mate with Zen, Brain had gotten her uterus removed when she was still a girl, she couldn't have children, Zen had to mate with a woman who could bear children...Yukino was perfect, their family would see the rebirth of Archangel magic, be tied to it forever, and that was enough for Sorrano, she'd had no idea how to talk Yukino into it, so she'd...lied.

Yukino, always sweet and always eager to make her happy, had fallen for it without question, and now...now the Dragon lust would help Sorrano make this happen, put Yuki into that Archangels arms and just let the magic do the work, Yuki was so inexperienced she'd have no control over herself with a libido set into overdrive by dragon magic, and her magic was too weak to help her resist.

It wasn't the kindest approach, but Sorrano didn't doubt for an instant that she was doing what was absolutely best for Yukino, herself, and the world at large because this magic needed to thrive, and if she couldn't be an angel herself, and couldn't give birth to one, then at least her sister could….and she could at least be related to it all in a way.

"His hair has streaks of gold in it and it's so soft, like silk, his skin is smooth and tanned and he smells like a fresh breeze, such nice lips...I bet he's an amazing kisser…" She mussed outloud, noting Yukinos breath hitching when she mentioned kissing, oh yes...the dragon magic was working on her sister alright.

They reached the small rundown cabin off the rarely travelled little road and Yukino didn't frown or hesitate now, no...she was too busy thinking about kissing a handsome man with sunstreaked red/brown hair that smelled like a breeze...full lips….she'd never been kissed...had never done anything with anyone...she'd always been shy when it came to those things but her shyness was just...gone...and she was craving that attention...hungry for a mans touch in a way she had never hungered for like this before in her life.

The moon was bright above as they walked into the cabin and Sorrano opened a doorway in the floor and started down a hidden staircase. By the time they reached the bottom Yukinos mind was completely focused on one thing...finding a man...fire was coursing through her body and the rich scent of mint and dew was everywhere along with another scent, distinctly masculine and the more she breathed it, the more her core burned, itched and ached in the worst way, she felt empty and whimpered as Sorrano kept her back, peering around a corner into a large room ahead of them that seemed flooded with silver light, moans and gasps and the sounds of flesh colliding carried to them and made Yukinos ache, her need, skyrocket.

"Gods...Yuki...I'm taking you to the Archangel…" Sorrano said and Yukino nodded hungrily whimpering again, rubbing her thighs together and shifting from foot to foot.

"Please...hurry...I...I need...him…" Yukino whined and Sorrano drew a shaky breath nodding in agreement and pulling her sister swiftly through the main room.

Yukino saw little of the scene, there were people all around a large iron grate hanging from the ceiling, on it several were writhing all over each other, three on top of a large powerfully built man with long black hair that Yukinos eyes locked on and got hazy with lust the moment she spotted him. Him...Gods...any man would do...she just needed...something...she wasn't sure what but Gods above she was desperate, almost out of her mind completely.

Sorrano opened a door and dragged Yuki from the room, she struggled a little, wanting to join the people, already tugging at her clothes impatiently, wanting to shed them, somehow get herself into the raven haired mans arms…

As soon as Sorrano closed the door though Yukinos eyes locked on the man chained to the floor by his neck and two thick manacles and chains on his wrists. He was on his knees, sitting back on his heels,and the most...beautiful thing Yukino had ever seen….

Zens eyes locked on the women...he'd seen the white haired one kill the woman who had raped him, heard every word she'd said...her he knew, even though the pull was there, was not the one that sent his heart racing...it was the one beside her, it had to be the sister she'd mentioned...Yukino...with almost shoulder length pale blue hair and wide deep brown eyes...there was innocence there…

This woman...she didn't know what was happening...Zen, being Cristoffs brother, his claimed kin, was immune to the effects of his Full Moon aura but he was not immune to whatever it was that had made him become a damn fool with Hestor.

"Your magic Yuki...touch him with your magic, the same you use to activate a key, fill your hands with it and touch him…" Sorrano said.

"I...will it...help…?" Yukino was almost overwhelmed, barely in control of herself anymore, she'd never felt lust, had never faced the feelings flowing through her in massive waves, getting stronger by the moment as the moon increased in strength above and it's light was concentrated and pumped into the underground bunker they were in, in spilled into the little room they were in beneath the door.

Zen was teetering between alarm and desire...Yukinos hands glowed faintly as she approached him and he somehow knew...if she touched him...something was going to happen, what he wasn't sure, he couldn't recall how he'd gotten so...loopy..with Hestor, whether it was him or the Seith mage woman, he just wasn't sure, but he didn't trust the white haired woman at all, not after she'd talked about him like he was an object...a prize...he'd heard talk like that regarding him his whole life and it had instantly triggered his distaste, distrust and open malice toward the woman called Sorrano. Beautiful or not, she had the look of evil, darkness...the smell of lies all around her and he always knew...trusted his senses.

Yukino though...was wide eyed, lost...innocent, like a doe in the forest caught in the sun...he wanted to protect her...keep that innocence safe,wrap himself around her and drive the world back because what he saw in her eyes...it reminded him of Lucy, when he had first seen her, with her large golden brown eyes and the sweet innocent kindness in them, a rare beauty that deserved protection, the kind you fought for, held close and cherished.

That was what he saw in this woman, the fire behind these eyes wasn't as wild as Lucys though...it was there, this woman had inner strength, but it was different from Lucys...still precious...but different.

His wings remained in...he was just unable to find the will to cut her down, to fend her off and keep her at bay, to cut through his bonds and take these two out, he wouldn't have felt bad about Sorrano, but Yukino….he couldn't hurt her...she...he would protect…

Still he wasn't sure he wanted her to touch him…

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Lucy was gritting her teeth, Cana pressed against her, Kaleb had his arms around the both of them and Thane had his hand on Kalebs shoulder. Laxus stood near them, with Cobra and Vander. The Shadowquip was still woozy and exhausted, but he'd flatly refused to be left out of this once he'd heard there was a void mage involved.

They were waiting. Presca had picked up Zens magic signature again, faint, really hard to read, but the energy mage was the best mage hunter the council had ever had, legendary in his precision and his success rate since he'd been partnered with Vander. The energy mage and Emzadi had hunted and Emzadis abilities, her keen senses had added to Prescas and the pair had found Hestor and company had taken Zen and Cristoff outside a small town a few dozen miles from Pelerno where Emzadi was being kept from roaring into the whole thing by Presca until they figured out exactly where outside the town the brothers were.

"I have the scents of two women who fit the descriptions of the ones Hestor is working with, they left the town about an hour ago, just as the moon was rising Kaleb…" Emzadi growled over the com.

"Then track them down, find where they went, and the moment you've located them you WILL call us and WAIT until we get there am I clear?!" Kaleb demanded and Emzadi huffed but agreed.

Kalebs com went off and he answered it, linking immediately with Emzadi and seeing what she did then feeding it right into Laxus and Thane. A moment later they were all standing outside a dark dilapidated cabin in what seemed like the middle of nowhere.

More than a little shocked to find Presca pinning Emzadi to a tree kissing the tall blonde feverishly and Emzadi was completely enjoying it, smiling faintly while she was ripping the energy mages clothes from his body.

"Well...safe to say Cristoffs full moon aura is working…"Vander chuckled.

Lucy stared wide eyed and Cana frowned at Vander. "Full Moon Aura?"

"Every full moon Cristoffs magic overflows his containers and rushes through him pretty heavily, it triggers his dragon magic, he starts putting off heavy pheromones and as a strong young unmated male...he puts of mating pheromones, his family isn't affected, neither are his kin, just him and...everyone else. He gets...drunk...and when he's drunk Cristoff is friendly...happy...easy to manipulate…" Kaleb explained as he was carefully testing the magic in the cabin and Freed was prodding at some impressive wards and rune traps.

"Are you going to….let them continue?" Lucy asked Kaleb, trying not to stare at Presca and Emzadi.

Kaleb shrugged, distracted by his task, Emzadi had wanted to bed Presca since she'd met the man and Presca was...a little uptight...so she hadn't managed to talk the man into her bed yet, the fact she was Vanders little sister seemed to just add to Prescas overall reluctance but with Dragon pheromones heavy in the air the mans reluctance and his usual cool control over himself were gone.

When Kaleb stopped them he stopped them cold though

Enough, Zen is in distress I can't link up to him, Cristoff is fully moon drunk and being taken advantage of, we don't have time for this, I want this area stripped so we can get in there and rescue our brothers!

Presca pulled back, righting his clothes and tucking his cock back into his pants while Emzadi sighed, eyes igniting as she brought her magic to bear and started heating up the area, Lucy watched in wonder as the ground cover was systematically turned to ash by heat so intense little puffs of steam popped here and there from the moisture in a leaf vaporizing or some dew being hit. When Emzadi was done Kaleb smiled, she had stripped the area over the underground bunker they were dealing with so its size and shape were clear.

Freed grinned, fingers moving and here and there were soft flashes of runework breaking down traps and alarms until Lucy summoned the hounds.

"Find us a safe path to get in." She told them and Chara bowed her head, her brother trotting right behind her as the hounds led them into the cabin to a door, showing them where to walk to avoid stepping on anything that would alert the mages below.

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Castia was barely able to breathe, she hadn't wanted to be fucking anyone but the Dragon Slayer but Gods...the poison mage felt so unbelievably good for some reason and Hestor was undoing the Dragon Slayers bonds so the big man could move, just as they had heard, once the moonlight flooded him, Cristoff became all too willing, smiling and kissing back, trying to touch back, pressing into Hestors hands.

Now Hestor was straddling the Lunar Dragons face, hips working as he pumped himself in and out of the slayers mouth, his own mouth wrapped around the Dragon Slayers cock working it eagerly even as he groaned under the slayers attentions.

Had it not been for the poison mage being so good with his hips, Castia would have thrown him off and Shoved Hestors mouth aside to ride that gorgeous Dragon, but they had time...all sorts of wonderful time...and gods her body felt so good and she'd needed a dick in her so so badly waiting for Hestor to finish undoing the Dragon Slayers bonds had just taken too long.

They were all writhing and enjoying the heavy dragon lust in the air, Hestor not even caring the Joyans were getting pretty rough with Farron, he groaned as he came, Cristoffs mouth sucking harder on him taking it in so well Hestor was moaning and slid away, letting others move in onto the Dragon slayer. His lust hazed eyes slid to Farron and narrowed a few moments later, he hissed, sliding from the grate and shoving the Joyan women toward Cristoff standing silently looking down at the exhausted sound mage.

"Tell me you love me." He said and Farrons hazy eyes blinked up at him, warming even through the drug induced haze he was in "I love you Hestor...I have for years." Farron said.

The blue eyes warmed for a moment, and Hestor brushed tousled honey gold hair from the mans handsome face before a chill crept back into the steel blue depths and Hestor was rolling Farron over, tightening the bonds that held the man's hands over his head and grabbing his hips, kicking his legs apart as he leaned in close, kissing the man's neck then biting his ear and Farron moaned.

"Then bend over a bit and let me fuck you." Hestor purred and Farron did it, straining against the bonds and letting out a cry as Hestor thrust himself into the blondes body and groaned. Farron always felt so damned good, whether he was doing as he was now, or when he lay in the mans bed, legs wrapped around him...no matter what he did, what he asked...Farron gave it...and he'd be lying if he said he felt nothing for the man, he felt a lot...but he had plans, and the golden haired Ambassador had been the best bargaining tool available to him, Joya had come to his aid and given him all he'd asked when he had offered to let some of their warriors have their way with the man...breed with him.

Deep within him a part of him wept watching the women take Farron over and over again, watching the sky blue eyes haze over under the drugs, that same part clung to those words...the confessions of love from the Eldest Pradesh sibling, holed up in a sea of darkness, bathed in the light and warmth of that love using it like a lifeline to keep hold within the Celestial Mage as the Sisters of Amitt and Lethe surged their dark tides through him and tried to consume and extinguish every bit of light within him.

Ma'at...the brother of Amitt, was the key that would stop it...would balance the sisters and give Hestor control again, power...and needing that key to save himself from insanity was what drove him now...the need to hold on to the golden heart of who he really was though...was what had him wrapping his arms around Farron even as he pounded into the man, taking in the breathy moans, the soft whispers that even now, in the state he was in...Farron still uttered.

"I love you...please...we can fix this...we can bring the light back...Hestor...please…"

Hestor groaned, trying to focus on the pleasure and ignore the soft words, ruthlessly taking Farrons body, feeling the spirits of his keys driving him to use the man in his arms to ease the underlying pain he was still fighting with.

Cristoffs head was in a haze, it always was during the full moon, he felt so unbelievably good, and was happy he had willing companions, normally he was perfectly fine with anyone, would have sucked whoever it was right off and gone for more, but it wasn't what his dragon wanted...he was still reeling from the rejection of his potential, the purple haired woman was closer to what he wanted but still not right...he shoved the man aside, rejecting attempts to get him to cum, he was far from done, barely warming up really.

He saw the women hurry through the room, vaguely aware his brother was in the room they ran to but the woman was on him, leaving her partner to finish himself off, her mouth eager on his, hungrily plunging her tongue into his mouth and he chuckled at her zeal, letting her press against him, growling when her hand wrapped around his length and she tried to get a leg around one of his hips as he knelt before her not helping her get him into her, he didn't resist, couldn't because he did want sex, he wanted all he could get, and was fine returning kisses and even plunged a finger into the womans dripping center making her keen, but he just wasn't wanting her...he knew beyond the haze this was wrong, these people were bad...he had spent the last full moon in a cell in misery whimpering the name of a potential who had rejected him, this time he wasn't alone in a cell but it wasn't all that much better…

It wasn't in him to be overly resistant to the hands sliding over his skin, he accepted them, moved into the hands, kissed back when he was kissed and sought the pleasure of his partners, but his own was well out of reach and his hunger kept growing, getting frustrating. Like this he barely saw who was touching him, didn't care he just knew it wasn't the potential his dragon needed,

He barely noticed the flexing of magic, or the shuddering of the walls, his partners, drowning in dragon lust, couldn't concentrate enough to do a damn thing when a maroon haired slayer almost flew into the room and took the poison mage by the throat, ramming him against a wall and glaring into the mans lust hazed eyes.

"Wheres the fucking explosion mage?" He demanded and the man giggled,

"Punishment for her, Kenpi is paying Joya for her fuck up….fuck you've got nice eyes…" The man responded, trying to touch the poison slayer who jerked his head back tightening his grip on the man's throat, snarling when the man groaned and came, he sidestepped the mess, slamming the man to the floor with a disgusted sneer as the others started filtering in.

"They won't be much challenge...they contained Cristoffs magic to this bunker a little too well." Kaleb observed.

Cana came in wide eyed, seeing a purple haired bitch trying to straddle Cris and she made a angry sound that had Cristoffs eyes flying wide, the silver swirled dark blue depths landing on her and he tried to pull free to greet her, to go to her, but the woman trying to get on him wouldn't let him go.

He didn't have to work hard though, Cana jumped on the platform they'd had him chained to, he still had a collar around his neck, was still chained to the the thing by it too but Hestor had released the others so he could move once it was clear he'd willingly participate.

"Fucking cunt...get off of him!" Cana hissed, grabbing the other woman by her hair and ripping her off of Cristoff before slamming her head repeatedly into the steel grating of the platform snarling until she saw blood and felt the woman was limp in her hands.

"Cana…" Cristoffs voice was a breathy purr that sent heat coursing right through the card mage who turned to find him staring at her on his knees, his wrists and ankles were bleeding, bore nasty welts all around them, but otherwise...he looked ok...healthy...and utterly completely delicious…

She dove right into his arms, tackling him back onto the platform again, kissing him, crushing his lips with hers, frantically gripping his hair and pressing herself against him, moving so her body rubbed against his seeking all the contact she could get.

"Cana...let me make you feel...everything...I want you...neeeed you…" He purred into her ear as she kissed his neck, bit his skin and made him growl.

"Gods yes…" Cana gasped out between sucking on his neck and biting his ear. Kaleb frowned a bit...Cristoff was always like this on a full moon, and he knew Cana was seeking affirmation, reassurance she hadn't destroyed what she had with Cris but...he also knew...Cristoff would talk that way to anyone right now...anything he said right now was meaningless, the voice of a man consumed by draconic lust.

"Zen…" Lucy said after watching the couple on the platform reunite, Cobra gleefully dealing with the void mage when he tried to get up, kicking him in the stomach right to his grinning mate who caught the man by his hair and wrenched his head back, looking into hazy eyes.

"Lets see what you think of the voids I travel hmm?" Vander sneered, vanishing and returning a moment later to wipe blood from one of his black swords and blow a kiss to his mate.

"Fucking flirt." Cobra smirked and Vander winked at him "Just enjoying the gift you gave me hot stuff."

"Gods you're sexy when you kill people." Cobra groaned, moving quickly to the shadowquip, batting his bloody sword aside and stepping in to kiss him

"You're such a romantic...compliments like that'll get you laid you know." Vander purred back. Earning a growl from his slayer.

Lucy was pulling on the door on the far end of the room, Kaleb and Laxus right behind her, Emzadi stepped up when yanks on the door got nobody anywhere, the solar slayer grabbed the handle and the metal turned to liquid in her hand, melting away to a sizzling puddle on the floor, the tall woman leaned back and kicked the door in.

When they rushed in Lucy took in the scene fastest. Zen was on the floor on his knees, Yukino straddling his thighs, her magic glowing on her hands as she ran them over his skin and the Archangel was writhing,arms wrapped around the Celestial mage, kissing her deeply, the pair deep into their kiss, Zen moaning while Yukino whimpered and pressed against him for all she was worth.

"Yukino! Yukino don't!" Lucy cried and started toward them but Zens wings snapped out and shot toward her, deflected neatly by glowing white wings, sparks of celestial magic and light flying when the wings collided.

Lucy hesitated, looking at Kaleb whose eyes were brilliantly aglow.

"No! You won't fuck this up for us you bitch! Yuki deserves him! You stay out of it!" A new voice shrieked and Lucy was tackled, sent flying against the far wall that she hit hard enough it knocked the wind out of her.

She still landed on her feet though, Loke appearing at her side and her Leo stardress forming on her, the sign of the zodiac appearing on the swell of her breast framed by white wings.

"Angel…" Lucy hissed, "Zen doesn't deserve to be taken against his will! That's a GOOD man there, and what did you do to Yukino?! She wouldn't willingly do something like this!"

"It's none of your business, and I didn't do much at all...his brother is the one making everyone want to fuck their brains out...you...oh my Gods...you...you're another Angel…" She breathed staring at Kaleb with his glowing white wings

"You're the one Hestor mentioned…" She looked at Lucy again, hate filling her eyes.

"You mated with him didn't you?" She demanded, Lucy nodded, unable to not show her pride in that. She was thrilled she belonged to Kaleb, and he belonged to her,their relationship had been like a dream, getting sweeter and deeper and more precious to her by the day.

She felt him, didn't need to look to know exactly where he was and that he would fight for her, destroy Sorrano, who wouldn't' stand a chance against him, but Lucy had struggled with this woman for years, she had tormented Aries, tortured Gemini and now...now she was using her own sister….

"I've hated you since the moment I met you...so beautiful and sweet, all smiles and light, you took my spirits. I rotted in jail because of you and your fucking friends, I lost everything! You even stole one of my best friends from me and now...now you...you've mated with an Archangel...so fucking perfect...well...I'm done watching you live the grand life you bitch!" Sorrano pulled two keys and two angelic spirits appeared, both charging Lucy and the battle began.

It took only moments to blast the roof off the structure, the fight spilling swiftly from the confines of the bunker into the moon drenched forest and Lucy kept glancing toward where Yukino was, still on top of Zen, the others trying to get near but Zen was fending them off, lost in the magic Yukino was sliding all over his skin with her shaking eager hands.

As Lucy squared off above with Sorrano Cana was freeing Cristoff from the collar around his neck, no small feat with the Dragon Slayer kissing her neck and sliding his hands under her clothes, purring and softly murmuring to her all the things he wanted to do with her.

She was saved by Emzadi, who knew well her brothers behaviors when he was like this and gently pulled his hands away.

"Now brother dear, you musn't...confuse her, once your free, if you behave, you can hold her…" Emzadi promised and Cristoff smiled, letting Emzadi hold his hands away from his mate while with her other hand she carefully melted the clasp of the collar so Cana could break it away, narrowing her eyes at the red skin beneath it. Her reaction had Emzadi growling, seeing herself her brothers injuries and turning her orange eyes looking for those responsible.

Cobra was already dispatching the poison mage, Cana had knocked the Seith out and probably given her brain damage...but where was the damned mastermind of it all….Hestor? Emzadi growled low,"Fare...Farron?!" She called in confusion at catching her eldest brothers scent mingled heavily with Hestors and those of foreign women.

Emzadi curled her lip, releasing her brother since Cana had the collar off of him and Cristoff eagerly pulled her into his arms, immediately rolling her to her back and settling on top of her, kissing her breathless.

"Oh Gods….Emzadi!...Oh...mmmm...Cristoff...we're...we….we're in...a battle!" Cana protested as he pushed her shirt up and bared a breast for him to latch his lips over making Cana moan and arch her body up into him.

"Lucy's fine, Kaleb, Laxus, Bixy, Freed...Van Presca and Cobra? They don't need us...I need you...Gods you smell amazing...I love you…" He purred rolling his hips so his hard length slid over her thankfully covered center but sweet Gods did it feel good and she moaned wantonly, hands sliding down his smooth warm skin, eyes rolling back as her fingers traced over hard muscle, curving over the swell of his ass and gripping him in spite of herself...she was absolutely a woman who adored a fine male ass and Cristoff did not disappoint…

How was she supposed to be supportive of Lucy...see this whole thing settled...with a large Dragon Slayer running his tongue around the peak of a breast while one of his hands gripped her own ass pulling her into his languid movements and the other was pushing down the front of her pants?

An explosion of magic hit near them and that seemed to rattle Cristoff out of his lusty haze enough he snarled, lifting his head and pulling his hand free of Canas pants so he could get her off the iron grate they were still on and get out of the crumbling remains of the bunker.

Outside Lucy and Loke were discovering, with immense excitement, how to work with an Archangel, Kalebs magic flowing through them both, amplifying Lucys already increased strength and enabling both to know what the other was doing as they did it so responses were split second fast and there was no need for communication.

Kaleb stayed out of the fight for the most part, providing a sort of "base" for Lucy and Loke, he could feel Lucys need to do this alone, she was facing a woman who had made her feel...small, who had hurt her spirits and attacked her new family and Lucy needed, more than his participation...his belief in her and trust that she was strong enough to handle this without him.. That was fine, so he opened himself up to her, let her draw from him what she would while he focused on sorting out what the fuck was happening with Zen and Yukino.

When he had mated with Lucy, he'd been near mindless, consumed by what he was doing, by the need to be closer to her, deep within her, to achieve a union with all of his body, mind and soul, and he carefully pushed into his brothers mind, finding much the same happening with him and Yukino.

There was a difference though, a big one, when Kaleb had mated with Lucy, he was already in love with her, knew who she was and that he wanted to be with her, for him it was a simple matter of letting what he wanted happen, offering himself to Lucy and praying she wanted him as much as he wanted her, she had...like him...already in love and eager for their union.

Zen knew nothing of this woman in his arms, and she was blindly following her sisters instructions, her mind gone because of Cristoffs dragon lust, neither one of them were making a choice here, but if they kept going, the magic was already building, Zens wings were building light and the magic was starting to form like a shimmering mist in the air around them as they kissed and touched each other eagerly.

Zen couldn't think with Yukino feeding her magic into him and Yukino couldn't think with dragon magic driving her mad with lust, they had to be stopped.

Trying for the best precision he could manage with Lucy and Loke drawing on him, he set in a firm link to Zen.

"ZEN, Zen your magic is doing this, you don't know her and she doesn't know you, you're both being manipulated...she's a virgin Zen...she wouldn't want you this way…" He pushed the thought heavily into his brother, mentally shouting it into Zens head so the Archangel frowned wincing and turning from kissing Yukino.

While Kaleb was trying to break through Dragon Lust and whatever was clouding Zens mind Lucy was racing through the trees, dodging bolts of yellow fire smirking slightly as she whirled, jumping into the air to get some height before blasting several volleys of regulus laced with immaculate light at Sorranos spirits. Sorrano was losing, it was happening, she was steadily losing ground as Gemini copied Vander and Sorranos spirit was suddenly dealing with two Shadowquips bristling long black katanas are tearing into the spirit blindingly fast.

Sorrano ran, rushing Zen and Yukino, yanking something from her belt and Kaleb had enough time to see what she was planning and shouted "VANDER!" Prompting the real shadowquip who was not far off to blink out of sight and appear to grab Zen and Yukino and vanish with them.

Sorrano screamed "Noooo! Fuck!..." She whirled on Kaleb and rushed him, her only thought hurting Lucy in the worst way possible she whirled, and Kaleb, unable to see beyond the womans hateful pained thoughts of recovering her sister, didn't see the idea her hate had made until the blade had shot from her bracer and rammed into his chest just below the white cross tattoo.

"NOOOO! Kaleb!" Lucy screamed in anguish, pain searing through her whole body as Sorrano turned a twisted smile on her "Know my pain!" She screamed and squeezed the lacrima she had pulled from her belt, vanishing after she wrenched the blade from Kalebs chest.

Kaleb sank to his knees, looking down and seeing his own blood pouring from his chest as his white wings curled in and flared with light, bathing him in it.

Lucy was running, staggering, clutching her own chest as she felt the agony he did, trying to get to him, but so was Cristoff, the Dragon Slayer reaching his brother before Lucy, a blinding glowing hand slamming against Kalebs chest as glowing Lavender eyes faded and started to flutter, locking on Lucys wide golden brown eyes that were wide with horror.

"Lu...Lucy...I didn't...see…" He managed, Lucys eyes flew from his to his chest but she couldn't see through the immense light Cristoff was wielding, the Dragon Slayers eyes flaring fully silver as he brought his magic to bear to heal his brothers punctured heart, the blade had been a horribly nasty one...but...the moon was high in the sky and Cristoff was beyond full power, Kalebs wings were washing them with light of their own, his body, always very swift to heal rallying as Lucy pushed the magic she'd taken back into her mate, anything, all she was...as long as he was ok.

Breathing a little hard Cristoff pulled his hand back and slid to the side letting Lucy rush in, her hands sliding over Kalebs chest, ignoring the sticky blood on the front of his white jerkin, locked on where that long blade had gone moments ago...there wasn't even a scar, just smooth skin...

Kaleb put a hand over hers resting on the spot. "She knew...knew it wouldn't kill me...knew Cristoff was too close...a healer...and that I could likely save myself even without him...she just wanted to cause you pain before she ran…" Kaleb said softly and Lucy bit her lip, pressing her lips over his heart.

"It worked.." She rasped shakily.

"Where the fuck did the damn bastard who caused this go?!" Cobra roared, as soon as he'd finished dispatching the poison mage he'd started seeking the silver haired man he knew had led the whole thing, Hestor, but he couldn't find him...his scent was even going stale…

"He had a teleport lacrima...like the woman did…and he has Farron." Cristoff said. Cana was next to him where he knelt in the dirt by his brother and Lucy and smiled.

"Yeah? Well the bitch in there I knocked the fuck out doesn't have one and her ass is still unconscious...so, if she knows anything…" She trailed off looking at Kaleb and Lucy.

Lucy smiled turning her eyes to her mates "We'll be able to get it all out of her…" She said confidently, pressing herself into Kalebs arms, not caring the blood on his clothes was getting on hers,they had to recover Farron,and then they could start making those who had hurt them pay….

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Hestor snarled as he emerged from the Teleport. The Joyans glaring at him and Abraxis and Kek-T stood on either side of him, Farron laying just behind him on the ground. He was in Stella, in a storage building on the grounds of the Temple of Anubis. It was the safest place he could go and so he'd set his emergency lacrima to it, hated the Joyans were able to attune theirs to his...leaving him facing them.

"We've a RIGHT, you promised 10 breedings, there have only been 3 and the Warqueen wants Celestial blood...the son of Arman Pradesh can give those breedings...or YOU can." The warrior before him sneered and Hestor bared his teeth, light reflecting off Abraxis and Kek-Ts swords.

"I require her aid recovering the key we discussed." He admitted and the woman smiled at him, holding up a com and Warqueen Sydelle was smiling on the screen at him, her smile turned to smirk seeing him standing there naked.

"I certainly would be fine with a few of the breedings you promised coming from you…" Sydelle said and Hestor narrowed his eyes.

"I need that key." He said firmly and Sydelle smirked holding up...Ma'ats key. Hestors breath caught in his throat at the sight of it.

Sydelle smirked "Send Farron Pradesh to me Hestor, and once I have the breedings I need from him...I will release him to you with the Key in his hand."

"Promise it." Hestor snapped and Sydelle frowned slightly but nodded "I promise, once I have the breedings I need, I will return Farron to you with the key of Ma'at." she said and though she was in Joya and he was in Stella...he felt that promise set in.

Hestor looked down at Farron, the handsome man was out, overcome by...days of being used, of being filled with drugs… his sky blue eyes so warm and sincere when he'd whispered his confession that first time and Hestor crouched, running a hand over the messy honey colored hair.

"I will get you back...I promise." He whispered and felt his magic lock that in ignoring Abraxis and Kek-Ts hisses of disapproval. He looked up at them and stood to his full height, chin lifting as if he were in regal finery, not naked and a mess from all the things he'd done recently.

He turned to Sydelle "Fine." he said and stepped aside, letting the Joyans come and pick Farron up...eyes remaining icey until they were gone, then he dismissed Abraxis and Kek-T and sank down to his knees, curling in on himself in pain, tears running down his face for several minutes until he...started laughing...madness seeping into the reddened steel blue eyes as his soft laughs overcame his sobs and got louder and maniacal.

Across from the storage building Manuke was walking near one of the Koi ponds, the High Priest of Anubis for Stella in the absence of his cousin, who was supposed to have the title by blood. He was typical of a Stellan, slender with a lithe build, elegant handsome features and, because he was of the Takida family, silver hair instead of the more common black or brown usually found in Stella. He didn't care for his position, but he served loyally because it was his duty.

He paused and looked up, clear blue eyes narrowing he crossed the garden to the door of the storage building and opened it, stepping in and following the sounds until he stopped, mouth falling open...eyes wide as he took in the sight of Hestor, naked, dirty, stinking of sex curled in a ball laughing and crying hysterically on the floor.

"Oh cousin…" The man whispered, shaking his head he cautiously summoned trusted attendants and carefully went to Hestor "May Anubis save you from the precipice you teeter at my cousin…" he breathed.