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Inspired by the few existing fan art.

The Anthologies of a Sun Dragon

The Olive Branch

"Why don't you just give up, girl? Humanity has no chance left. The Relics are within my grasp," Salem said, standing ominously from her pedestal and towering over the assemblage of the broken and beaten Huntsmen and Huntresses from across Remnant. Her attention was focused on but one silver-eyed girl. "There is no hope for you."

"I like to think that there is," Ruby Rose told her, still standing. "We may not be able to beat you…but we know about your past. The Lamp showed us."

Her brow knitted as Salem studied the girl, her lips forming a thin line.

"You were human once. You were trapped, alone, and just when you fought you could have a normal life you lost Ozma not just once, but twice…including your children."

Salem glared at her in silence fury.

"I told you before back in Atlas that we don't need to kill you to stop you. And we will stop you." Ruby managed a tired smile. "You must've been so lonely after Ozpin betrayed your trust – after the loss of your children. I can't possibly understand the pain and sorrow you gone through. It's no wonder you want to die when you've lost something so precious."

The older woman quirked a single eyebrow at her.

"I've done my thinking and…I think I know how we can settle this. I have an olive branch I like to give you, in hope that you leave Remnant alone."

Salem shot her an incredulous look. "A peace-offering? Of course you would try that since you have no hope of winning."

Ruby smirked. "I think you'll find it worthwhile if it helps giving you something else you've lost and desired, Salem."

"Oho? And why would I entertain this proposal?"

"Please, just give us a chance."

Salem considered it and waved her hand dismissively. She had the upper hand – she had all the time in the world. The silver-eyed girl could achieve nothing at this point anyway. "Very well."

Ruby turned around to the small army of Huntsmen and Huntresses until she spotted the right man. "Hey, dad?"

"Ooh!" Yang slammed her fist into her palm as she caught on. "Nice plan, sis!"

"Ruby, what are you planning…?" Blake asked, still catching her breath from the lengthy battle.

"Ruby!" Tai ran up to his daughter, anxious. "What is it? Can you stand? We can't give up now! I told you that I would help you fight Salem and I will fight until my strength is gone! We have to avenge your mother, too! We can still—!"

"This is my peace offering!" The sniper exclaimed as she stepped behind her old man and pushed him forward. "You won't find a finer man in Remnant than him! A family man who is responsible, loving-"

"And a thrill-seeking bad boy!" Yang chimed in from the back.

"What-what- R-Ruby?! Yang?!"

Salem eyed the blond in front of her, taken aback for a moment before regaining her composure. The man was tall, muscular, but not too much. He had a handsome face too. If she was completely honest, this was a step up from Ozma and his incarnation. And the blond was older, too, so he had experience, but compared to her he was still young and in his prime which was just an absolute win.

Giddy, Salem stepped forward. "Well, well, well. I'm impressed, Ruby Rose. What a wonderful plaything you've offered. I had no idea that this is what you had in mind." She stood face-to-face with the man and caressed his cheek. He was trembling, the stud. "What is your name?"

Tai gulped. "T-Taiyang Xiao Long."

"Mm…" She eyed him up and down and nodded in approval. "Well then, Taiyang. No need to look so afraid; you're doing a great thing here, becoming my plaything."

"Hey I didn't agree—"

"Give me four children and I'll consider your daughter's deal; a truce. I will leave Remnant alone."

Tai tensed up. "Four chil-" He turned to his daughters in disbelief, both of which giving him thumbs up and nodding. "I…uh…"

"It's for Remnant, dad!" Yang shouted.

And that became his mantra the moment he was left alone with the woman who could – and practically had – brought Remnant to its knees.

Under the promise of children and that Salem would return the Relics and leave the kingdoms alone, Tai reluctantly agreed.

Tai grunted and stifled his voice as he was ridden by the queen of the Grimm herself, his arms bound by his wrists by a Seer Grimm. He was naked as the day he was born, vulnerable and helpless, as Salem took his cock down to the base with (as he hated to admit) ease from how wet she was, her velvety inner walls accommodating his endowment with soft, warm sensation that was undeniably pleasurable.

"It's been so long since I've engaged in any sexual procreation…"

Her voice was husky, almost like a whisper, yet it rung clear in the silence of her chamber. Though she was seen as a monster Salem had a body that Tai hated to think was on par with not only Raven, but Summer, whom Salem may-or-may-not have had a hand in her disappearance. She was almost…more attractive-

He immediately pushed that thought aside, but his gaze couldn't leave the way Salem moved her body; a pallid, flawless canvas, slim and toned, with malleable, endowed mounds of flesh capped with dusky, pebbly nipples. Her ashen-white hair was a freed curtain, bangs framing her face and dark eyes which previously beheld him with seething hate, now bore into him with a wicked form of affection and unashamed lust. Crimson veins were visible here and there over her form, accentuated almost like tattoos, over her arms and down to her hands, the valley between her breasts, and thighs. Salem had an ass that would make women turn their heads with jealousy, Tai had to admit, and puffy labia were crowned with neatly kempt ashen curls above a crimson clit, slightly engorged with arousal.

Salem moved with full control, unhurried and purposefully as she rode him with a sway of her hips. Her hands, cold and soft, caressed Tai's broad chest of muscles and faded scars from years past while he helplessly squirmed beneath her, his cock more honest than his mind.

"Haaah…" She breathed out, slow and contently. She moved faster. "Poor Ozma was a bit lacking now that I have comparison…Not by much, mind you," she told him with a slight lopsided smirk. "But I'm certainly enjoying this a bit more. I'm glad I listened to your daughter."

Her nails dug into Tai's skin as his Aura flickered around the pointy intrusions. She was moving even faster now, bucking and bouncing as her hips gyrated. The tendrils of the Seer Grimm tightened their holds and tugged, rendering Tai unable to move his arms as his desire to touch – despite himself – peaked when the arch-enemy of the world leaned forward and barely pressed her body against his.

"The face you're making right now is absolutely adorable. I believe I'll keep you around for longer than planned." Salem's eyelids fluttered and her lips quipped into a pleased, disarming smile. "Mm…You're twitching, my dear…Does it feel that good? I would hope so; you're going to spend some more time in there after all."

Tai gasped and threw his head back into the pillows, his body tautening. He bucked and groaned, a slave to the ancient woman above and the rocking of the bed from her ministrations. His shaft was enveloped in snug, wet, heat; a silky vice grip that milked him from tip to base, squeezing and clamping down with gathering pace and creating sweet friction the more Salem was bouncing over his length.

"Tch…Ngh…Oh Brothers-"

A sharp pain connected over his cheek, his Aura crackling and absorbing the pain, but not the impact that sent his face turning. "Gah!"

"Don't mention those accursed beings in my presence again!" Salem hissed, still riding him, her eyes glowing a menacing red like freshly burning coal. "Unless you want to be tossed away when I'm done with you."

"S-Sorry!" He quickly replied. For all his courage, there was no brave face when the Queen of the Grimm was barely a hand's width away from your face, glaring, while you were in a vulnerable state.

"Apology accepted," she sweetly purred. "…if you make sure to correct your mistake."

Tai blinked at her, then shuddered when Salem's ex clenched mightily down on him as she moved. Gods, he was so close… "Gh…Oh, S-Salem…Salem…!"

Cold hand cupped his cheek as the older woman leaned in dangerously close, her expression frighteningly tender and her body flushed against his own. "Much better, my pet."

She kissed him; long, luscious, and demonically passionate that stole Tai's breath away, eroding his senses until only the sweet heat churned below when she rode him fervently and desperately, her body shuddering against his and rippling over to him as he came with her with toe-curling intensity.

And as Tai would soon learn, Salem was a woman who always preferred be safe than sorry as she kept riding, milking him thoroughly before he was even allowed to rest.

She would not stop until she was certain she was with child.

Epilogue

Remnant saw eras of peace henceforth. The Grimm, though still around, made no attacks on settlements and the people felt safe to explore and expand for the first time in forever.

Tales of four young maidens with extraordinary powers – beyond Semblances, beyond Dust – eventually spread, telling heroic acts how they changed the world together other four maidens whose powers moved from girl to girl, forever passing on powers to help the less fortunate.

The tales of the four maidens – pale-skinned and blonde/ashen tresses – also included their sly charms of men and women alike, be it wooing through displays of strength or magic, or witty personalities…and some unfortunate hit-or-miss puns.

But that's a different story.