Oh for the love of god... I only own Kara Metallium and this story line.

Chapter 4-That Must Have Been Some Festival

Chapter 4 - That Must Have Been Some Festival

Kara appeared in her chambers with the body of a male black dragon in human form under her arm. She dropped him without much ado onto her bed. Snapping her fingers, chains appeared binding the dragon to the bed. She sighed and cracked her neck. Lazily, she reflected on the events of the village's downfall.

The male dragon had near harassed her for a drink. She consented after promising herself she would get even with him. However, no sooner had they sat down for a drink when the only priest that dwelt within the village's temple appeared in the doorway. He dramatically had pointed a finger at Kara, babbling something about a twisted soul. Then he had thrown a ra tilt spell at her, while she was sitting at the table with the other dragon. It succeeded in blowing up the tavern. She had thrown up her dark barrier, which every dragon in the village recognized as mazoku magic. Within seconds, all the dragons had transformed and were shooting laser breath at her.

The male dragon she had been having a drink with was the first one to go after her. He dive bombed her on his first attack. She transported away from him at the last moment. While passing, she had put a heavy sleeping spell on him from the astral plane. He crashed into the temple and it collapsed on top of him. With him out of the way, Kara cast various spells on the rest of the dragons and had blown them and the town to bits, with the exception of the temple rubble.

She appeared at the rubble, picked through it, and found the dragon in human form fast asleep.

The rest, of course, was history.

Kara looked at the sleeping dragon and wondered how she would exact her revenge. She didn't want to kill him, she wanted to make him suffer. Yet, first she would have some fun.

She walked over to the sleeping form and poked him. He aroused from his sleep and looked at Kara with bleary eyes. He snapped his eyes open with instant recognition.

You filthy mazoku! Unchain me so I may exact my revenge on your unholy form! She shook her head at him and wagged a finger.

My turn first, rhyzoku. Two snaps and a teleportation spell later, she was atop the male dragon naked. As a matter of fact, he was also naked and was shouting in vain. Not a sound was heard. She smirked at him under her silencing spell. His face twisted in fury and he thrashed and bucked wildly to throw her off him. She stayed in her seat.

Kara surveyed her territory. The dragon was not ugly. In fact, he was very handsome, as much as dragons in human form could be. He had a powerfully built musculature and was extremely tall. His black hair fell in his face and gray eyes glared at her with unfathomable hatred. Yet there was something else in the cold eyes, a quick flitting glance of lust. Kara knew that she was pretty, exotic even. And with her rubbing up against his dragonhood, she was sensual. Her eyes drifted downwards. A fair dusting of black hair was on his chest and ended in a small line to his belly button. No hair farther down, she noted. Her eyes locked onto his dragonhood. Nothing showed in her eyes, but she realized he was quite well endowed. Kara was very tempted to lose her mazoku virginity to this decidedly male dragon. Yet, she had no desire to do so with one she did not love. Despite her being a mazoku, Kara had gone with the age old argument held by some mazoku. If dragons can hate, why can't monsters love?

Kara bent over and covered the rhyzoku's member with her hot slick mouth. He was already hard, despite her lack of ministrations and the fury burning in his eyes. She sucked on him hard, bringing him to his full length. She moved her mouth up and down on the swollen appendage. My, he's easy to please,' she thought to herself as some preclimax fluid was tasted her in mouth. With him still in her mouth, she started to tongue and nibble the tip. She glanced up and saw him silently gasp, all traces of hatred gone. He was writhing madly in pleasure, as anyone could see. Suddenly he started to shiver and she knew he would climax soon. With a final hard pull on his appendage with her teeth, he came. She sucked the male dragon dry, sat up, and wiped her mouth. She smiled at the dragon with her perfect teeth and swollen red lips. The dragon looked at her with wonder as she leaned forward and applied a sleeping spell with the tip of her finger.

Kara teleported and reappeared beside the bed fully dressed. She snapped her fingers and the dragon was suddenly dressed as well. Another snap of the fingers had him unchained. She slung the unconscious dragon over her shoulder and both disappeared.

***

This time, Kara donned red hair and blue eyes. She wore a pretty, but simple green dress with a white apron. And she was selling small animals at a village festival. The scents of delicious foods floated on the breeze. The small village festival was bustling with activity. Bright colored pennants fluttered in the breeze above the festival booths.

Kara sighed and sat back in her chair. For fun, she had opened a festival booth. She sold an assortment of harmless animals: wolf cubs posing at puppies, bad-tempered snakes posing as garden snakes, japanese fighting fish as exotic goldfish, and finally tiger cubs posing as kittens. 'Taught by the best,' Kara smiled to herself as an image of the purple-haired trickster priest appeared in her head.

Kara noticed a group of children approaching her booth. They looked to be between ages eight to twelve. Old enough to have a certain amount of authority, but young enough to get into trouble if given enough initiative. 'Perfect,' Kara thought to herself. She observed the raggedy group of rough looking children whispering to an authoritative looking child and pointing at the snakes in Kara's tanks. The leader stepped forward.

"Yes?" Kara asked with a dazzling smile at the eleven-year-old boy.

"I want the most dangerous animal you have here!" he said proudly, "And don't cheat me with one of the cats over there!" He pointed to a yawning tiger cub.

"Well, now that I think about it" Kara put a finger to her chin pretending to look as if she was pondering. "I do have this one animal, but I'm afraid you might not be able to handle it."

"What?!" the kid shrieked. "Do you know who I am? I'm the leader of the roughest, toughest group around - the Fangs."

"Are you sure?" Kara asked. "I wouldn't want you to get hurt and then have to go to your mommy to patch you up."

"I'll take the animal! And I'll pay any price you name!" Kara smiled and batted her eyelashes. It had no effect on the leader. She smiled at him and took out a small wrought iron cage with a small sleeping black dragon in it. There were oohs and aahs heard amongst the children.

"That doesn't look dangerous!" the kid scoffed.

"I assure you, this dragon is quite special. He is very ferocious. I just happened to put a sleeping spell on him because he was knocking the cage up trying to get out."

"Buy it chief!" a kid said.

"Okay, okay! I'll give you three bronze pieces for it!" Kara smiled and then paused. Somewhere in the back of her head she heard a voice speaking

***

"He bought it. At a festival. For three bronze pieces," said a low, gruff voice. Another high, slightly shrieky voice yelled.

"That must have been some festival!"

***

'Lina,' Kara thought. She looked at the kid as she handed him the cage and he gave her three bronze pieces. He spoke to his group.

"You bums did a good job bringing me here. I have a new ferocious pet. Now we can call ourselves the Dragon Fangs!" The children murmured in agreement and moved off. Kara smiled. 'This means Lina Inverse hasn't even been born yet.'