A/N: I know I've got several stories so far, but after I saw this challenge I just felt like I had to do this. It came from Wimblegurk Brigade. Like the challenge said, it won't be a pure smut fic but that will come later on, I promise. Also, to those who are waiting for "Dragons New Path" don't worry and please, please, be patient with me as I'm doing the best I can with it and am planning to post more than one chapter as a consolation prize for waiting so long for me. Life is more important that this after all.

I own nothing except my OC's

Chapter 1: A Magician's Fight

Eostia was a place of beauty and a place where one would love to live in. The country held five species of beings: humans, elf, dwarf, beast-kin, and demons. The land was once governed by elves, but was given to humans as a gift many centuries ago.

During that time, there was peace but not without strife and misfortune in the middle. The demon race were known for only causing destruction and brought about misery wherever they went. Orcs, imps, goblins and dark creatures alike took great pleasure in pillaging and raping, especially raping. They'd slaughter crops, livestock's, and people in their way just for their enjoyment. The women…the women had the unfortunate face of being their fuck toys until they either became in love with the demons or had just given up on feeling the pain and minds became blank; broken.

That all ended on one fateful day. Out of nowhere, a giant castle rose from the north. It was named 'The Black Fort' as it just seemed to suck out every drop of life to anything living thing that got too close to the building. Because of that, there was no crops, lakes were toxic to drink, and the air they breathed seemed to thin and made the land appear in an endless night.

While the fort collected all the evil power to give to the demons, it was controlled by their leader, the Queen of Dark Elves, Olga Discordia. It was her that had sent armies of demons to attack the human lands for too many years to count. The woman would have succeeded in eliminating humanity if not her counterpart, the High Elf Celestine Lucross, hadn't foiled her plans.

It was said that Celestine was a reborn Goddess and she led the humans and other races who were terrorized to drive the demons back to their fort. An endless war soon began between the two ruling elves without either gaining the upper hand on the other.

Celestine had built seven city/fortresses to defend them against Olga and her minions with six powerful people to lead the occupants in the city to fight them if need be. They were as followed: Leader of the knights and her right-hand woman Claudia Levantain, leader of the dwarfs Luu-Luu, Kaguya the Shrine Maiden, leader of the mercenaries Maia, Princess Knights Alicia Arcturus and Prim Fiorire. Those seven would be known as Princess Knights of the Seven Shield Alliance.

Even though they were very powerful, they were not stupid enough to go against an almost endless army of demons by themselves. Mercenaries were hired to aid and increase military power. Over the years, it became a common thing for knights and mercenaries to fight alongside the other. It was one group of mercenaries, though, that helped the most. They were known as the Black Dogs/Kuroinu.

Vault, the leader of the ragtag warriors, pushed back the demons so far that they had opened a way to directly attack the Fort where the Queen sat. After so many years of blood, tears, and many sadness, it seemed like it was all about to end. Though, sometimes, when you take out one threat, another larger and more threatening one decides to rear its ugly head.

The once peaceful and happy Kestat Plains was now washed in a sea of tension. It was because there were two armies about to greet the plains to bloodshed it had never seen before.

One of the groups were the most diverse and the vilest looking along with intent. In that army were many giant horrendous creatures many humans feared a cursed: Orcs. The beings were strong, grotesque looking mixture of man and pig. While Orcs were known as stupid and violet monsters, this specific army was drawn to the plains because of the Dark Elf Queen Olga Discordia who used her powerful magic to bring send them there.

On the other side was an army who wanted to keep the peace and halt the advancement of the beasts. It was a group of half of the humans being skilled knights who were trained since they could walk while the other half were unorganized and rather unimportant people who didn't look like they could hold their own. That was incorrect as they were known as The Black Dogs, the most powerful mercenaries in the country Austia. In front of the large army were three figures, two on horseback, and the other standing rather lazily at the side of them.

In the center of the three was a outstandingly beautiful woman in her thirties that seemed to be the leader of the army, as she stood a few paces from the other two. She had cream-colored skin, azure blue eyes with a beauty mark underneath the left, and had her long light tan hair tied in a bun.

What she wore was the most eye-catching to many men. It was a silver and gold armor that covered her shoulders, arms, legs, parts of her waist, and parts of her large E-cup breasts which only left her mid-section exposed with only a small bikini-like cloth to cover her lower body. Atop her head sat a silver and gold headpiece and held a long double-edged sword at the hip, just ready to smite the Orcs she was glaring at with great distain. The woman was named Claudia Levantain of the prestigious Levantain family that had raised her to be a powerful warrior since she would walk.

To the left of Claudia riding a black horse, compared to her white one, was a dark-skinned man. He wore a combination of leather and meatal armor with a large sword on his shoulder that one would assume normal people would need to use two hands to hold, suggesting his great might. On his shoulder, the man wore the symbol of the Black Dogs, a black dog's head next to a sword, proudly. If one got close enough, you would think the man bathed in alcohol and had a 5'o shadow with a scar just over his left eye. The guy's name was Vault. No one knew if that was his real name nor who he was before he formed The Black Dogs. The only thing people did know was that the man was ambitious and that he and his men were the best chance humanity had to stand against Olga and her army.

The male standing between the three appeared to be a rather tall, six foot, sixteen with shoulder length snow white hair and blue eyes that were similar to Claudia's. He wore a red long-sleeved shirt underneath a long-sleeved grey trench coat. Around his waist were three belts, one black, metal grey, and white that held up his black pants that overlapped his black combat boots. In his hand was a long, black, metallic magical staff with a black magic stone on top. On one of the belts sat a katana with the handle wrapped in black, sheathed in a beautiful black holster. His stance was lazy but, to the trained eye, you could see he was ready for anything to happen and had the eyes of a great tactician, like his father and magic teachers.

Lazily walking up to the woman, he looked up at her. "Hey, mom. The troops are ready and the archers are in the back for long-ranged if needed. I even brought along some mages that I thought could be helpful with taking them down." The man told his mother which would shock most seeing as she looked too be so young to have a child his age, but she had him a few months after she had gotten married. Said teens name was Damion Levantain, the only child of Claudia and her husband, Klaus, a resident scholar and tactician for the Queen.

Claudia had wanted Damion to be a knight like her, but he was always interested in the arcaneic arts. While his mother didn't like it, she supported her son's decision and congratulated him after he had finished his training one year ago with the most skilled mage in the kingdom, a man named Merlin.

Though, even while he was trained in magic, it didn't mean that he wasn't attracted to the way of the blade. It was in his blood so he trained in the arts secondly, making sure he wasn't vulnerable if the enemy could brush off his magic.

"Excellent." Claudia said, happy with the news. "The orcs will, more than likely, begin their advance at sun rise. When they do, we will have the archers and magicians fire while Vault and his team take down the leader in the back." She said, looking past all the smaller Orcs to see the rather large beast that was covered in heavy armor that didn't look like it could break easily with a large battle axe that was stained with blood.

Damion looked at his mother, making the woman turn to her son. "If you would be so kind, I'd like to join the fray with Vault and his men when it's time." Claudia looked at her lazy looking son and saw that he wasn't asking for permission, he was telling her what he was going to do.

It made her sigh but also smile a little at the boy's stubbornness. 'He gets it from us both.' The beauty mused to herself. She also knew her boys' powers in both magic and swordplay were top-notch and might rival her own swordsmanship with a few more years of training. The mother also knew that, while he didn't show it much, he would do anything to prove that he was loyal to Celestine. Sighing once more, she turned to the drinking Volt who took a swing of the flask he kept.

"Vault. This young mage will be joining you and your men once the battle begins." Her eyes then took a darker look that would scare lesser men to shit themselves. "If anything were to happen to him while under your care, your blood will also join the ground." She never liked this man, even though he was very good with his men, as he was too crass and foul-mouthed for her liking.

"Yeah, yeah." Vault wasn't most men and Claudia didn't scare him one bit. "Whatever you say, Lady Levantain." He waved her off like she wasn't even a threat. The man didn't notice the small glare the young Levantain sent him.

Damion had met the man before and he didn't like him one bit. There was just something about him that made the teenager be weary of him and try to keep tabs on the man's actions.

Shaking those thoughts away, "Thank you, Lady Levantain." Damion thanked his mother with the proper respect she deserved when she was leading an army.

Walking up between the two, he expertly twirled his staff around himself before grasping it in a firm grip as he saw the sun peak through the sky. The son also heard his mother whisper, "Stay safe, my son." To him, it seemed like she was praying. Sending her a glance, he gave her a reassuring smile and nod.

Getting back into a commander demeanor, she held her hand high. "Archers, Mages! Raise hell upon these beasts! Give those brutes a reason why they shouldn't step on our land with evil intent anymore!" With her voice, long-ranged fighters lit up the sky with arrows and multiple magics aimed at the Orcs that were slowly moving down the hills to the capital, Rad. The moment the first arrow and magic blast hit, chaos in the enemy's army became chaotic and the warriors took it as their que to move.

Vault led the charge with his hose galloping in front, his men cheering as they followed their leader. His men collided with many orcs, some killing the beasts while said beasts killing some of them.

Damion used a small wind spell to make him faster and gave him a great advantage over the hulking brutes. He flipped over one of the swings and fired off a fire spell that roasted the monster alive. Landing on his feet with practiced grace, he thrusted his hand at the incoming Orcs he knew was behind him by the horrid odor they possessed. "Lightning!" Shouting out the spell, out of his hand surged a powerful bolt of electricity that ran the monster through with ease.

Moving to the side, he dodged another beast and grabbed the hilt of his sword and sung up, decapitating the beast before it could bellow out in pain. The blade was the same color as the sheath and handle, black, but was painted in red from the Orc blood.

Swiping the sword down, cleaning the blade in the process, he heard a louder roar and looked to see the lead Orc fighting Vault who was struggling. While he didn't like the man, he'd be damned to watch someone die if he could stop it. With that in mind, he lifted his staff at the beast. "Fire!" Out of the scepter came a larger blast of fire that he casted with his hand.

It struck the back of the Orcs head, making it roar in pain. Volt took this moment to slash its stomach. Damion took note that the long-sword hurt the beast but didn't slice it in half like he expected. 'Stronger skin. Got it.' Analyzed the boy.

Roaring in anger of being hit by these men, the Orc raised its massive axe and brought it down on Volt who blocked the attack but created a crater below. He struggled a little under the power. "Little help here kid!" Volt yelled out to Damion.

Grunting, Damion charged at the two with his sword at the ready. Close enough, he slashed the monsters back, making it scream in annoyance. Without turning away from Volt, the leader back-handed Damion who quickly brought up his staff to block the powerful swipe.

It took the brunt of it, but that didn't mean his arms didn't feel numb after it. Skidding across the field a little, he smirked when Volt had used the opportunity of it not having two hands on the axe to get him off balance and kick him away.

'Now!' Seeing the monster groan once more, he used another wind spell to jump farther into the air and land right on the beast's stomach in a hard stomp. Damion didn't stop there as he thrusted his hand into the creature's open maw. "Say goodnight. Flare!" With his shout, he cooked the monster from the inside. "Take the shot!" Jumping off the thrashing monster, he yelled for Volt.

Nodding his head, the older male came in and, with a strong swing, decapitated the Orcs head. The rest of the creatures, seeing their leader fall to these two men, began to panic and walk back in fear of being next.

At the top of the hill, Claudia smiled at the scene. "They're falling back! Don't let them! Kill them all!" Charging forward, she, her knights, Damion, and Volt's men made quick work of the unorganized Orcs that were without there leader.

The rest of the battle ended rather quickly with the sun now at its peak. Claudia dismounted off her horse before her panting son. She smiled at her boy and stuck out her hand for him to shake. "You battled like a true warrior. This day, you proved your metal and loyalty to your country." Gaining his breath, Damion shook his mother's hand before being caught in a big hug that he returned with a small blush of embarrassment.

"I'm so proud of you, my son." Claudia said with great pride and relief that her son survived and fought so well. The men cheered for the obvious mother and duo who found it rather heartwarming.

Releasing the hug, he nodded at his mother with a smile. "Thanks mom. Besides, it's me you're talking about. I'm not gonna' die from a few orcs." He boasted with his smile turning into a cocky smirk at the end.

Claudia chuckled a little at her sons' attitude and before she could say anything, a blur passed by her and jumped on her son.

"Damion!" It was a female who shouted in great happiness at seeing the male alright. Grunting as he fell right on his ass, he continued to smirk as he knew the person hugging him. "Yeah, yeah. Good to see you too, Jess." Letting her go, he helped her up with his hand.

Jess was a beautiful girl Damion's age. She had waist-length blue hair with two bangs framing her lovely face and deep violet eyes. Like the rest of the girls he knew, she was rather endowed in the chest region, having a E-cup. Jess wore a dark purple corset that showed off her generous bosom and a matching waist-coat with black lining at the bottom. She had long forearm length black gloves and light purple high-heels and leggings that showed off her long legs. In her hand was a long purple magic scepter.

"That was really amazing, Damion. You fought the Orcs like a champion!" She complemented the male with a blush and smile.

"Hehe. It was nothing really." The son of Claudia said with a casual wave of the hand. "You also did great too. I saw you kill some Orcs too." He remembered seeing his friend kill several Orcs.

Jess blushed at the praise and smiled widely. "Thank you, Damion." She thanked the teen with a happy smile.

Claudia smirked a little at the obvious love Jess had for her son. While her son was a little oblivious, she could tell that he held some feelings for the fellow mage. Some of the men were whistling at the two teens acting like that and were telling them to kiss.

Blushing at that, both just smiled before following the older Levantain back home to tell the Queen the good news.

END

The challenge never said I couldn't add another OC so I thought it would be cool to say he had a friend and interest who he trained with along with using the magician Merlin as a teacher.

Hope you enjoyed this and I can't wait to see you guys with the next update!