Lucy's screams were cut off as two strong arms enfolded her, she pressed into them, recognizing the familiar floral and spice scent of the Poison slayer, feeling him shaking, sensing his pain that was as great as her own she curled into him.
"You gotta rein it in Tink...pull it together...fucking use it...but you have two little boys...they need their Momma bad right now…" Cobra said in a hoarse strained voice.
He had little control, but what he had he clung to, his mate was taken from him….Vander was far away, the distance was pain. He'd felt them, and if Vander had had any sense of where he was when it started he'd have found him, maybe in time, but as he'd been racing through the ship, deafening Kaleb with his agonized mental wails for his mate, for help, he felt them take Kaleb too, felt him fight and had staggered in a hallway between decks, stumbled to a staircase he'd fallen down it unable to keep his feet under him.
The pain had helped him collect his sanity and he'd found the room...Vander was gone...the smell of...sex...in the air...women, they had...used his fucking mate….used his confusion, He'd heard him, calling to him in confusion and each confused and pained call had torn him apart more made his desperation so great it had hindered him, he wouldn't let that happen again.
Lucy shook in his arms, gagging on her own grief and fear. The link she had with Kaleb, that had been there for months, that he'd so carefully secured and they had built so strong together….led to nothingness. For the first time in a long while, Lucy was...adrift. Her shelter, her rock, the love of her life had been taken right out from under her damn nose, she'd watched it happen, she and Loke had...killed two of the mages that were in the group that had taken him. Their bodies laid soaking the floor with blood.
The boys, she heard them, felt them, they were in the doorway to the bathroom just a short distance away clinging to each other quietly sobbing, completely terrified, watching her...their mother...fall apart. They knew what had happened, knew their father had been taken, it was the feelings of fear from them that had brought her out of the shower.
"Kaleb…" She rasped and Cobra hugged her a little tighter.
"Vander too...they got him...I don't know who else but...I can feel Beck….shit….you know, I knew those two were getting kinda close…" He chuckled humorlessly and Lucy swallowed another sob, Laxus too….
"Momma…" The soft whimper tore at her chest and she jerked her face from Cobra shoulder to her boys, holding each other, sobbing and shaking. She held her arms out and they ran into them, immediately nuzzling into her, whimpering and rumbling shaky little growls, Cobra rumbled at them instinctively, they were babies, kin of his kin seeking comfort and the dragon within him wouldn't deny them that.
"It's going to be ok...we're going to get him back, we're getting everyone they took back." Lucy said firmly and Loke stood, wiping tears from his own eyes, watching the scene miserably.
"Loke, send Draco...he has a human form right?" She asked.
"Of course I do." Came a deep familiar voice, the boys both looked up as the tall man with shimmering blue black hair and glowing silver eyes appeared in a flawless black tailored suit.
"Can you get Daddy back?" Hasu asked in a shaky voice. Draco drew a breath
"I will help you and your mother get him back hatchlings. But you must be brave, you must be strong, Dragons do not cry into battle, we roar." He said and the boys nodded, sniffling and trying to stem their tears.
"I've sent Virgo to fetch Gajeel and Emzadi, you two will best serve right now by staying with your aunt and uncle while I work with the rest of the family." Draco said and the boys nodded moving to hug the dragons legs before dutifully going to get dressed.
Moments later there was a knock and Gajeel came in, he went right to Lucy, hugging her to him while he gave Cobra a sympathetic look. He honestly wasn't sure, if he was in Cobra or Lucys shoes, if he'd be holding up as well. Cobra was shaky, looked bad, but he was composed, thoughtful, Gajeel seriously doubted he wouldn't be out of his mind if Emzadi were taken from him.
He gathered the boys after pressing a kiss to Lucys forehead and headed back to Emzadi, she needed the boys, to say his mate was ready to burn a hole through the world was an understatement and the boys would help her to calm down, seeing her blazing eyes calm and soften as the children ran into her arms eased his own aching heart.
He hadn't been part of this family for long, but he felt the pain that resonated through them. They were gathering, Arman had already contacted his friends, Farron was calling in military assistance from Minstrel and Iceburg and Thane was coming as soon as the ship came to a full stop so he could teleport aboard safely.
He meant to be part of whatever was done, and had told Arman that, the man had hugged him, thanked him, and promised to include him.
For now though, he and Emzadi would help best by comforting and distracting Lucy and Kalebs children who had been there to hear their father fight and get taken.
Emzadi curled around the boys, looking over their heads at him, tears in her fiery eyes that turned the Iron Dragons heart to steel and made him clench his hands into fists. His family had been attacked, nothing would stop him from making those responsible pay dearly.
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Lucy shook her head, narrowing her eyes on Thane.
"No, it's not just Sorano, she doesn't have the resources for what I saw, what I fought, she's never had "friends" like these." She said firmly.
"Tinks right, I know Sorano, she'd never have the resources these people had, they had teams, complete teams, with mages meant to counter each one of the men they took, and the shit I smelled...the stuff in those vials…" He shook his head, throat tightening. At some point during whatever had happened to Vander, he'd gotten his hands on some vials and had those vials close to his body, on the floor where he'd been...held down and...used, Cobra had found them, one broken because Vander had maybe rolled over on it or something...it had his blood on it…
A wave of pain washed through him as his dragon reached for Vander, stretched through the bond needing contact with the one soul in existence that was perfectly in tune with his own and came up empty… Gods above...he'd give anything to see that sly smile, kiss those full silky lips again, feel those long fingers tangle in his hair and hear him whisper the wicked things Vander loved saying to him and he loved hearing.
Lucy was doing incredibly well, she had stepped right the hell up, as soon as Thane arrived and placed White Sea in her hands and the realization hit her, in Kalebs absence, she, Lucy, was the Guildmaster of White Sea...Thane at her side, more than four thousand mages looking to her for guidance, ready to rip the world apart to find their missing master.
Even Arman was there, looking to her for help, nothing, not even the military of Bosco could match White Sea in the ability to stage rapid high power assaults, hunt things down, find what was lost.
Word was sent to Presca, who was currently hunting whoever had made the lacrimas found before and was out of Com reach wherever he was, but when he came back into reach, when Lucys call reached him, short of Vander the finest tracker and bloodhunter in Bosco would be at her command.
"Then we should redirect the mages hunting her?" Thane asked. Lucy nodded, reviewing the dispatch lists and highlighting lists of mages.
"Contact all of these mages and redirect them, I want the to find out all they can about the Joyan side of all of this. I know the Joyans stepped back after everything went to hell with Kurino but what if some of them stayed that we don't know about? What if their leaders back in Joya decided to keep a hand in the mix just in case? Sorrano wasn't the only one who wanted Archangels, one of those Joyan Warqueens wanted Kaleb, has wanted him since he was a child right?" She asked and Thane was nodding, tapping a few things on his own tablet and then showing Lucy a picture.
A tall woman with straight blonde hair cut bluntly in leather armor, a crown on her head.
"High Warqueen Sydelle, she's had an interest in Kaleb since he was a child, was the one that had purchased him that he was being sent to when Mr. Pradesh stepped in." He said and Lucy nodded, glaring at the picture, something….then she saw it and pulled the tablet from Thanes hand, enlarging the picture, honing in on the womans ear.
"A celestial key...she's wearing an earring made to look like a celestial key…" She said pointing and everyone in the room stopped and started coming over to look.
"She's a Celestial mage?" Arman breathed, alarm in his eyes.
"She is a celestial mage….Zen is mated, freshly mated...she could force him, but Kaleb...he's mated to Lucy, how would that work?" Farron asked, looking toward Hestor.
Hestor looked away, lips drawn into a thin line, mind working as he stood there. Guilt curled through him, because he knew Sydelle wouldn't touch Farron, not now, even if she knew he was an archangel...she knew the man was his One...and they all would back down for such a force of the Fates. "She would kill Lucy, in killing her she would break the bond and Kalebs will and could then claim him before the grief and shock killed him, binding him to herself. It wouldn't be as deep a bond as what he has with Lucy, that can only happen once, but centuries ago Celestial mages would kill others to forcibly take their Archangel mates for themselves, they still get the power boosts and the stollen mate becomes a completely subservient slave, losing their true mate breaks their will and that...never heals…never."
Lucy gaped at him. "How did this...design...ever seem like a good idea when this magic was created?!" She asked incredulously.
Draco shrugged. "Not my creation my dear, controls were put in place to prevent the Archangels from becoming too strong, and to try to assure they would reproduce. Clearly the ideas were basically sound but human nature is what it is." Draco replied. "As you witnessed."
Lucy shook her head. "Nobody should be able to enslave another person." She said firmly.
"Thane, I want you to get me to White Sea, then arrange for the family to be teleported there as well, I want everyone off this ship and in the White Sea guild hall before the sun goes down." She said and Thane bowed.
"Yes Mistress Lucy, I'll send word to Kittar at the Guild right now to begin transporting the family, will I be taking you and Cobra as well?" He asked and Lucy nodded looking at Arman.
"I'll send Kit for all of you, I want us all within the protection of the guild, an attack like we saw couldn't happen there and I want to make certain my family is safe." She said firmly.
Arman smiled at her "Yes my dear, I think that's a wise choice, I can handle all of my duties and work to recover my sons and Laxus from White Sea." He agreed and Lucy nodded, taking Thanes extended hand as Cobra wrapped his arms around her.
In the next moment she was blinking her eyes and looking at Kalebs desk. The scent of him hung in the air here, the smell of apples and spice, it almost brought her to her knees and she bit back tears feeling Cobras arms tighten around her.
"Steady Tink…" He said quietly and she nodded, gripping his arms to steady herself, pressing her lips together and going to his desk she grabbed up his tablet, bit her lip when the opening screen was a picture of him holding her standing behind her, arms around her, face against the side of hers smiling at the camera….Thane had taken that picture when Kaleb had been teaching her how to use her lacrima tablet one day. She touched his face with her finger and the screen changed to his work schedule...which would be hers starting the following afternoon when they would have arrived on the airship.
"Kaleb…." She whispered aloud but screamed with all her might in her mind.
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"It's done my Queen." The words greeted Sydelle the first thing the following morning and she smiled, looking up from her breakfast as her seith mage bowed before her, purple hair tumbling over her shoulders as she held out the necklace. The lacrima glowed a little more, now containing the souls and magic of two celestial mages. Sorano was now a mindless soulless husk like Yukino, both discarded, Sydelle didn't care where, telling her warriors to get rid of them. They were useless now, not even truly alive, their very essence now held in her hand and she smiled, puting the necklace on and shivering at the feel of the magic flowing into her, mingling with her own.
"Rijia, are the alchemists and trainers working on the subjects yet? If not make sure they get started immediately, I want the Archangels to begin conditioning today." She snapped. Rijia, one of her firsts bowed low.
"Yes my Queen, They have already begun, I was told to ask you if you were planning to mate the dark haired one this week or if you had other plans, they needed to know to plan their work with him." Rijia said.
Sydelle sipped at her glass of juice. "I have plans, tell them to be careful of his emotions, he has a bond that we may use a bit, however,, I need to speak with my seers before I decide when I will mate with him but let them know it will be soon, I've no reason to wait too long and plenty of reason to bind him to me...in fact...once you deliver that message to the training ward, send my seers to me, I need to know if taking him now is best, if I can not secure the others mate and kill her, I may need him to keep the other in line. Did you summon Warqueens Espera and Fulos?" She asked.
"Yes my Queen, they will join you for lunch today and you were right, both plan to use the next cycle to breed." Rijia said.
Sydelle smiled at her "Indeed, I had figured they would, both couldn't find suitable males last cycle. Let it be known what we have here, and that I may reward loyalty and hard work with opportunities to use one of my new pets." She said, smiling and Rajia nodded, bowing again before hurrying to see to her tasks.
Sydelle fingered the pendant, smiling. She needed to take care, mating with the dark haired Archangel could very well bring The Heset Priestess To her door, and so keeping him under in conditioning for a while was wise, she'd sent very specific orders to her people about handling him. The others though, particularly Kaleb, him she could start regular conditioning with and hopefully his bond to his mate would drive the woman half mad and get her to make a mistake Sydelle could exploit.
She had spies where she needed them, but couldn't get anything inside White Seas guild facilities. Sorrano and Kurinos actions had ruined that by inspiring the hefty build up of security in and around the Guild in Pelerno. Add in the close proximity of the Citadel and Palace and Lucy was out of reach for now, but she'd make a mistake, slave conditioning wasn't a painless process, and while Kaleb was physically in peak condition and probably capable of withstanding a lot, the control bands he wore would torture him for every disobedience and Sydelle planned to drive him to disobey.
She had two Warqueens coming that would no doubt want a taste of what they were swearing fealty for, and Sydelle would let them have it, Kaleb would fight it, and his conditioning would begin in earnest.
This was what separated her from the two women who had failed in their ambitions. Kurino and Sorano were too obsessed, too centered on their prizes. Sydelle had goals but was flexible in how she reached them. She'd initially wanted Kaleb, and still fully planned to use him herself, but Zen...unmated, wide open, once Sorano had told her some of her plan?
Soranno's obsession with Angels and archangels had given her far too much information, if it was only sparse. Sydelle coaxing the former celestial to talk only to have her, over time, spill everything she knew about the magic. While not much, it was known weaknesses, the weakness to Celestial Magic..and what mating could do for a Celestial Mage.
So she'd changed her plans, abandoned her initial goal of breeding with Kaleb to produce powerful offspring that could elevate Joya over two Archangels...in her control...could give her so much more than just powerful children.
Sydelle was a powerful mage herself, a Celestial mage who had happily taken much in her life, all for her ambitions and while she'd originally wanted the Hall, finding out it had been blood bound and not even she could force Ammit to make a contract with her had been a sore spot, so she'd made the rightful keyholder pay for that slight,and if she mated with Zen, her power would grow, and she could use him as she would a powerful spirit, summon him to her side, use his deep massive magic supplies to supplement her own.
She had taken Yukinos keys, the spirits would not yet speak to her because their mistress still lived...sort of...but Yukinos death was not really on her hands, no, Sorano had taken that girls life and she had striken her down with her own methods for it. By celestial laws, she had done the right thing, and light or dark mage did not matter, as long as Sydelle kept her promises and acted with honor, which she always had, the spirits could not deny her their trial once Yukino died. She'd left that decision up to her people too, keeping her hands clean.
Yes she was taking another Celestial mages mate, but that had been done before, the Archangels had all but gone fully extinct because that was common when they had been around centuries ago. That too...was not a crime, it was a dark action, but...Sydelle was a dark Celestial Wizard, she was acting in accordance with her nature.
She knew where the lines were, she would stay within them and get to her goals.
But, she would have enjoyment along the way. Rising she left her dishes for the servants and headed for the training wing. Joya had a small town dedicated to slave trading not far from its capital where Sydelles palace was, but Sydelle had the very best trainers, scientists and alchemists at her disposal at the palace, to train her personal stable of males.
She didn't have many, 5 until this last raid had brought her such fine specimens. There were the breedings Hestor had arranged for her, she had two warriors pregnant to Manuke, three to Tenshi and 2 to Farron and really...the infusion of those bloodlines into her people were a huge thing, now she would gain more, bring MORE of the old strength of the Holy War mage lines into her people. She was giving two of her originals away to Warqueens that had been loyal to her, making space for her new males.
Each would have a small team of "handlers" assigned to their care and training, keeping them conditioned for safe use whenever the Queen wanted them for anything.
Her Archangels she would leave until the Warqueens arrived, not wishing to disrupt their training, but her others? She hadn't had time to get a good look at just what Esther and the teams had brought back for her yet and now was a good time.
Stepping through the sound containing doors into the training wing she narrowed her eyes, no screams….with new slaves to condition she should be hearing plenty.
When she came to the first training area a trainer bowed low before her. "My Queen, it is an honor to have you visit." She said.
Sydelle looked past her through the thick magically sealed glass wall into the conditioning room. All manner of equipment was in the room, all designed to help condition a male pleasure slave, break his will, make him properly submissive to a powerful womans needs and demands. Inside, bound well into a semi reclined but seated position was what had to be the shadow mage she'd heard about.
The blackened cross tattoo, the black red rimmed shield tattooed on the back of his right shoulder, even the Havati serpents tattooed on his body all spoke of the mans deadly nature.
"How are you handling him? I understand he has a venom lacing his blood?" Sydelle asked and the trainer smiled, nodding, looking with eagerness on her charge.
"His magic is extremely rare your majesty, very dangerous, we can not cut it off from him completely or we risk incredibly deadly beings using him as a gateway into our world. So, we allow him enough to keep them at bay. We're testing hallucinogens on him, he's naturally resistant to the drugs, and the succubus venoms only have a partial effect on him, though we've found those mixed with correct aphrodisiacs will keep his body usable." She smiled again.
"He's lusty your highness, from the research I've done into this man? He was once slated as a prodigy by the Sudehpah order, his training and skill in pleasure is beyond any man we've ever brought in, once we get him conditioned? He will likely be the finest pleasure slave you will have. He's also mated to a Dragon Slayer, so the work we're doing with him is helping the team working on the two Dragon Slayers, we are working in conjunction with those teams, as per your earlier orders."
Sydelle smiled, nodding. He was a fine specimen, not as large as his older brothers, but built, with a very pleasing body and wavy black hair streaked with red, handsome, with a look to him that was enticing. She would be able to use him for a lot of things.
Leaving the first spot she went to the next and grinned. The blonde Dragon Slayer. This one she had liked immediately with his brooding expressions and adonis-like body. He rivaled Kaleb in build, paler complexion, with sweeping tribal tattoos. Even well dampened in four manacles and a control collar sparks still flickered here and there as the trainers worked on his body.
He was thrashing, straining, wildly trying to free himself, but the bindings on him could have held ten men of his size.
"He had not yet claimed his mate, his dragon identified his mate, and they were coupling when we took them, had just finished their first go at each other but he hadn't bitten the mate yet, so his dragon is a little...enraged right now." The dragon hunter said, bowing before her and Sydelle nodded, eyes on the slayer.
"We have the mate yes?" She asked and the Dragon Hunter nodded smiling proudly.
"In the next area my Queen, he's a very appealing male, a beast master mage of decent strength, good looking. It's common for dragon males to take male mates, the birth ratio is unbalanced, 1 female to every 30-40 males so, to be happy, males often take male mates, it's based on a spiritual compatibility, though the other Dragon Slayer does have a female mate he also has not claimed yet." The hunter told her and Sydelle nodded. She didn't really care all that much about dragons or how they did things, she only admired their power, and Dragon Slayers were human embodiments of draconic power, an infusion of that sort of power into bloodlines would be highly desirable to any Warqueen, making these men very valuable tools to Sydelle.
She stopped at each, Lingering at the raven haired Dragon Slayer. His magic...he was a healer, the most powerful one in Bosco, legendary for it to the point even Joya had heard of him. If he was harnessed right, he could be more than a simple pleasure and breeding slave, he could become her own healer.
She trailed her hand down his powerfully built chest thoughtfully. This, this physical strength, power, the sheer mass of his body, it was what Joya had lost in their own males. Centuries of submission, of selecting males just because of beauty and ignoring, even discouraging physical strength had made the males produced by Joyan women small, frail, delicate. They were very lovely, but this...this man was over 6 feet tall, with muscles that bulged hard and strong beneath his smooth tanned skin.
Like Kaleb he didn't lack for looks either, had a very pleasing face, they all did, she'd watched video collected of these men in action too, all were graceful, powerful, all of them could do everything a Joyan male could do and more. Joya needed to stop eliminating male children born with less elegant features, start raising them to at least puberty, by then physical size would start to show. She would need to issue a mandate on that…
If Joya was to retain the power she meant to take for it, they had to make smarter decisions going forward.
"Continue with your work, bear in mind, I do not take injuries to them lightly, not even bruising, if you can not manage your jobs without causing them injury I will find others who can." She said as she left the room. Their quick agreement and vows of obedience followed her into the hallway and she smiled again as she headed for the gardens. She would take a stroll before she had her meeting with the lesser Warqueens.
She was only halfway through the garden when her aid hurried to her smiling. "I checked with the team on the darker haired Archangel and they are keeping him under as instructed. Kaleb is awake and the hallucinogens are working well on him with the dampener manacles and control collar in place. He retains control of his wings but is awkward with them and can't direct them well, so as long as you are on guard with him, he can be handled." Her aid said and Sydelle smiled.
"Excellent,I want to claim the dark haired Archangel soon, waiting would be foolish and when I start the process I've no doubt the Priestess he is bound to will find a way to come. Have both Seiths and the large Magic retention Lacrima brought to the Dark haired Archangels rooms, I want a capture team assembled. Have my blades honed and soaked in sleep venoms, I plan to capture a Stellan Priestess I need to be prepared. Tell them all they are to have their plans ready to review with me in two days, I want the Archangel mated to me before the week is out." She said lightly.
"Yes my Queen, the lesser WarQueens are waiting for you on the terrace, the chefs prepared a fine lunch for you." Rijia said as she bowed low.
Sydelle grinned, her steps long, satisfaction and excitement coursing through her. This was exactly what she wanted, everything was moving forward smoothly. Now, she would sell a couple of lesser warqueens on an offer she knew they would never refuse and her day would be a success.
Espera and Fulos looked up as she came onto the terrace. Espera, commander of a small force but a good territory she held through sheer ferocity, she had consumed another lesser faction of Battlemaids and killed their queen last year in honorable combat. She held some fine hunters in her faction and her lands were rich with good soil for farming and women well suited to skillfully raising bountiful crops. She was in her late 20s and had not yet produced a successor, she was picky, wanted a far above average male to sire her first born.
Fulos, called the Queen of the skies. Her faction raised the temperamental giant birds that were Joyas only true defense against Boscan airships. Waldrap were powerful creatures, and Fulos was the key to the greatest population and finest specimens Earthland knew. She was 27 and like Espera, desired an exceptional male to breed with to continue her line and establish succession in her faction.
"Ladies." She greeted both women bowed their heads but remained upright, Warqueens respected those who held larger factions than they did, but never bowed at the waist to anyone. Sydelle was high Warqueen, and so held the respect of all, but even she did not receive deep bows and would have thought less of any Warqueen who gave her one.
"My Queen." They both said.
They sat, and Sydelle laid out all she expected from the two Queens, both women listening intently, giving little of what they thought away until the meal was over.
"I understand he is a Wizard Saint. Strong, and intelligent, I want more than just magical power though, my next in line must have the seed of a male that will bless her with prowess of body as well as mind." Espera said firmly.
"Yes, If I am to provide you with use of my finest wings, I want the seed of the finest male that can be had. I've heard you've more than the one, I want to see them all, have some choices, It may be my Queen, that your version of near perfection and my own differ." Fulos said candidly and Sydelle suppressed her smile, she liked Fulos, implying the high Warqueens tastes might not be good enough was bold.
"Come with me, we shall look on my newest males and I will allow you to pick which one you wish." She said, her confidence firmly in place. These women were shrewd, but still swayed by appearances. All of the men were attractive, she would show them all of them with Kaleb last, his beauty was exceptional to the point even Sydelle appreciated it, she always had.
As expected, the males had been prepared, they were clean, stripped of their former clothes and in the small wraps of deep red silk that showed they were the high Warqueens property. Her brand had already been set into each ones right thigh too. Gold collars and bands on their arms and ankles magic suppression and control built into each.
Fulos took an interest in Vander, which surprised Sydelle but she didn't show it, not that Vander wasn't attractive, he absolutely was, but of the men she was offering her was the smallest in over-all bulk, a feature Joyan men lacked that she had expected to attract these women. Both women though stood with their mouths falling open when they came into Kalebs holding bay. He was standing now, arms extended because he was chained but he was standing on his own though he was wavering a little and his head was bent, eyes closed.
"Progress?" Sydelle demanded and the trainers bent in low bows.
"Majesty...We've found a mixture, he isn't lucid, it's had to be extremely heavy in hallucinogen to keep him from engaging his mind, his intellect is...too much to contain without it. But we've found a proper mixture of stimulants so his body performs on command and with enough of that, and a certain mixture of a fruit scent put on the subject handling him, he falls into believing whoever is handling him is his mate and once that is achieved, he's very cooperative, even interactive, responding well. He can be used already my Queen, he's not ready for providing pleasure on his own, that will take more time, but for basic use? He's ready." The woman said.
"You've exceeded my expectations Allicia, this is why I chose you to be his handler and lead trainer, keep this up and I may put you on the dark one." She said with a smile.
"The dark one?" Fulos asked. Sydelle looked at her, Zen was hers, or would be, but she was not above using him to forward her plans.
"Have you heard of Pergrands gladiator, The Dark Eagle?" She asked and Fulos' eyes widened a little, she nodded, the ultimate Gladiator, he'd been undefeated for years before he had vanished from Skysreach during the attack on it a year ago.
Sydelle smiled. "I have him. He is not ready, far too dangerous to handle yet or to use, but I expect to have him in hand, conditioned, within a few weeks. I plan to have him and this one as my...personal...males. They will not be offered for breeding once I have taken them myself of course, but, because you two bring so much to me, for certain additional considerations, I would allow you to breed with either this one or The Dark Eagle once he is ready." She said lightly.
"I want this one...whatever you wish my Queen...this male...I have dreamed of one like him...tell me he has pale eyes…" Espera breathed and Sydelle nodded to Allicia who smiled beckoning Espera to come closer to the chained Archangel.
Once near she spritzed the woman with a fruity scent "Touch him, lightly, the woman who handled him before we got him had a soft touch and he responds best to that." Allicia said quietly.
Espera slid her hand gently up the males smooth skin to his cheek and watched him lift his head, turn in to her and breathe in the scent on her wrist before breath taking pale lavender grey eyes met hers.
"lu...Lucy.." He breathed and Espera smiled, she had handled men undergoing conditioning before, they often spoke the names of people they had loved before they were taken.
"Yes...yes." She whispered back and was lost in those pale beautiful eyes, his full lips, he was stunning, tall, powerfully built, everything she had ever wanted, he would sire a strong and beautiful daughter for her.
She stepped back and looked at Sydelle bowing "I accept your requests of myself and my faction. So long as I can breed with this male as agreed, I will pledge my loyalty, my life, to you Warqueen." She said. Sydelle smiled, looking at Allecia "Schedule Warqueen Espera to breed with Kaleb, have you charted your fertility days Espera?" She asked and Espera smiled, pulling a sheet of paper from her breast pocket and handing it to Allecia who bowed and accepted it, holding it beside her clipboard and discussing dates and times with the Warqueen.
Sydelle turned to Fulos who was still looking at Kaleb, there was distinct desire in her eyes, but an edge of logic as well. Fulos would want the best possible male, her ideal.
"I am at a fertile peak...right now my Queen, and will be for the next three days. I train hard, so do not have consistent fertility...a weakness in my line I hope to breed out with my selection...riders of the skies are best if they are agile...I wish to have the dark one with the red streaks in his hair...I will agree to the terms we discussed at lunch, no extras, if I can have him every day of my fertility including today." She said and Sydelle smiled, yes, she liked Fulos…
"Come with me, we will see to your needs, I agree to your offer Fulos, lets get you scheduled with the shadow mage."
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It wasn't right, what she was seeing, she was outside looking in and it was wrong, so wrong. Kaleb lay stretched out on a large bed not unlike the one they had shared together. His choker was gone, in its place was a ruby encrusted band of gold and on each arm, similar ruby adorned bands of gold. Gone was his wedding band, gone his family band that he had proudly worn on his wrist and the chains their sons had fixed in place connecting the wrist band to the wedding ring.
He was sliding his hands over the sides of...her...that black haired Warqueen, who was eagerly riding him, moaning his name as he reached up and pulled her into him to kiss her.
"Lucy…" He breathed against her mouth and she laughed, kissing him harder, fucking him harder and he let her, helped her, thrust himself into her letting her touch him, letting her kiss him, whispering Lucys name as he moved, so clearly believing the woman in his arms was his mate as they writhed together all over the large bed.
Every touch, every kiss, every whispered plea and endearment he uttered were like burning lances through Lucys heart. Watching him...making love to another woman...the pain was nightmarish.
"Yes!...yes fuck me...give me your seed so I may bear a daughter...give me all of you!" She cried and he did, gasping out Lucys name again as he came and Sydelle groaned out her own completion before sitting back up on top of the exhausted Archangel, servants coming to attach chains to his wrists.
"Your Lucy will never see you again...You are MINE now." Sydelle laughed and Lucy screamed, bolting up in her bed wide eyed, tears streaming down her face.
"Tink! Tink!..." The door flew open and Cobra rushed in, Farron right behind him, both men rushing to the bed, Cobra jumping onto it to pull a still screaming Lucy into his arms.
"No! No! She's...She's taking him! He thinks she's ME!" Lucy screamed trying to shove Cobra away but he held fast and a moment later cool hands were cupping Lucys face, making her look into aquamarine eyes. Xally, her beautiful eyes reddened from crying, filled with tears like Lucys were shook her head at her.
"All drugs...Lucy, he has no idea...I've been studying the drugs they made, the vials Cobra found...they're powerful hallucinogens and aphrodisiacs, she is taking nothing but his body, his heart, his soul, all that he is will always be yours...only yours, Kaleb is so strong Lucy, the strongest of all of us, he always has been, we'll get him back…" Xally said.
"The Warqueen, the Joyan bitch with the blonde hair...she has him…" Lucy said shakily.
Farron narrowed his eyes "Sydelle, Lucy...are you sure? It could have just been a dream…" He said. She was so stressed, suffering immensely, the last few days had been hell on everyone. The family was missing pieces of its hearts, its greatest strength, it's loving center and its carefree spirit, as well as their so recently recovered brother, with Laxus and Beck, all taken and through Cobra and Lucy, who through their bonds had a sense of what was happening to their mates, they all knew terrible things were being done to their loved ones.
"More like a vision." The shower of gold preceding Draco was no longer a surprise, Loke, Virgo and Draco had all been making regular appearances. Draco helping to keep the children calm, Loke and Virgo trying to keep Lucy sane.
He met Lucy's eyes "What you dreamed has not happened...yet...but it could. Our link to Kaleb was forged through his bond with you, and until today we've been as unable to find him, to reach him, as you have Lucy, but he's fighting, and your Archangel…" Draco shook his head smiling. "He is...smart. He's conditioned himself to separate his mind into two parts, the physical and that which is linked through his soul to his magic. He did it so he could contain his magic and not accidentally hurt people in moments of extreme stress. Well, he's under heavy drugs and magical compulsions Joyans designed into control devices for slaves. It's taken him a couple of days but your husband has figured out how to separate himself from the part of him they can control. Once he did that, he was able to clear his magic barriers and we can see him now in the viewing pools. He IS in Joya, the Warqueen Sydelle has him and the others."
Farron stood "Then we have all we need…" He said.
"To get a declaration of war." A new voice added and they looked seeing Arman walk into the bedroom. His jade eyes fixed on his daughter-in-law.
"Lucy, I'm going to go call the King, Altiene and the Crown Prince have been waiting for proof, the word of Draco is enough. Taking two Knights of immaculate light, a wizard saint and Guildmaster of Boscos largest guild, a bloodhunter, and three other Boscan citizens, attacking a Boscan airship during their abduction, all is enough for a declaration of war. Sydelle will return our people immediately or Bosco will attack Joya, Minstrel has already offered assistance, so has Iceburg. Lucy...mobillize White Sea, get your mages ready for action…" Arman said and Lucy nodded, sliding from the bed and calling for Thane.
Everyone rushed to get dressed, it was 4 am, the sun had not yet risen, Lucy's Morning Star though had finally touched them and she meant to get him BACK.
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A/N Thank you again to all the people sending me messages every day, to those of you who take the time to leave reviews with feedback. I'm getting some push back, not much, just 1-2 people but they're vocal so I'm going to say this.
This is FanFICTION. If I want to write Natsu with polka dot hair and give him giraffe legs and a fetish for eggplants? I can do that here. No author here is under any obligation at all to write any character any specific way and if you are unhappy with the way an author writes your favorite character? For heavens sake show you are a sane mature individual capable of rational thought and don't read their work. Do not bully people, leave reviews filled with personal insults, threats and utterly irrational drivel and then whine like an infant when your anonymous toxic crap isn't put on the pedestal your so desperate for. If you want to see Natsu written as a saint, then WRITE, sit your butt down, make an account, write a story and post it.
Ugh Bullies.