A/N: Hey thanks for the wonderful reviews, they really made my day :D Lol and I was thinking Van when I wrote about the wings. Bwahahah, ok so, props to Van, my inspiration.
Savage
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Up near the edge of the forest, camouflaged in the bushes a wolf stood watching the men set up their camp. He watched as what looked to be the Alpha Male yelled at the other males and go into a brown shelter. With nothing left to see the wolf retreated back into the forest and left to find the King.
"What did you see?" The King asked. The wolf in front of him slowly changed into the figure of Tarn.
"Humans, white ones. They set up camp on the outskirts of the forest. The Leader was a tall strong man, with white hair, the strange thing is that he was not Old, he looked very familiar." Tarn reported.
"And where are the others," asked the King.
"They are guarding the camp, they'll make sure no one comes in." Tarn growled at the thought of the white men entering the forest.
"Call them off, they will come in at will. It will easier to ambush them if they come inside the forest."
"Yes King," Tarn said as he backed away from the King, making sure that the King did not see his back.
"Oh and Tarn, make sure none of them see you," And then Tarn Left. Harry, the King sat in the chamber hall where he was made King that fateful day. When he moved his muscles rippled, he was by far the most powerful in both mind and body, in the whole tribe. As the King he had the obligation to make sure every single member of all of the tribes was in peak condition, for the battle that was soon to come.
"Sir, Kash would like to see you," Belg entered the room, his orange wings gleaming and flowing behind him. Ever since the Tribe leaders got their wings, they did their best to use them to show their power. They kept them out at all times, and made sure they sparkled and gleamed. They're wings were they're link to the King, because as long as they had them they were closer to the King than anyone else. Except for the Wild Four, who were Harry's personal Bodyguards, they ate with him, slept near him, and did his bidding, but Harry was the nicest to them because although they weren't as powerful as the Winged tribe leaders, they were Harry's friends, they were like brothers. The Wild Four consisted of Tarn, Boro, Rog, and Ven. All of these four were from the original Wolf Tribe, and volunteered for their job the first day Harry was proclaimed King, and so far they have protected Harry from every kind of danger.
Harry go up and went to join Belg who walked with him to see Kash, Harry didn't have his wings out though, for a few reasons, everyone already knew he was the most powerful, so he didn't need to display it to get an upper hand, because no matter what the King is always the highest Rank. Also he found it extremely unsatisfying to have his back burst open, not only was it messy because you got blood splattered everywhere, but it hurt. Harry was no stranger to pain, but still, he'd rather not have his back ripped open just so he can display his wings.
Together Belg and Harry walked down the hall to the small room that Kash was staying in, Belg just a step behind Harry at all times. It was an unconscious step back, but were Belg to be one step with him, or one step ahead, it would be instant death by way of having his wings torn from his back and his head sliced off and put on a stake at the edge of the forest, which is the most disgraceful thing that could ever happen to you.
"How is she?" Harry asked Belg.
"She is worsening, it will only be a few more days until she passes away. She weakens with every breath," Belg said sadly, even though he had no reason to be sad at all, but Kash had acted as Harry's mother ever since Harry arrived in the forest, and he knew it would be a great sorrow when Kash died.
"Leave me now," Harry ordered Belg as he moved the deer skin to the side to step into the small room.
"Yes sir," Belg bowed and left.
"Harry? Is that you?" Harry heard Kash's weak voice call through the door.
"Yes Kash, I am here." Harry walked into the room over to her side. Ever since the ordeal when Harry became King, Kash started to deteriorate. She said that this was because her only purpose was to make sure the King became King, and now she was not needed so she started to pass away. Harry thought this was nonsense because no one only had one purpose in the world and then passed away, but there was no mistaking it, Kash was dying.
"Harry, there is something I must tell you, this is the last time I am going to be able to talk to you," Kash took Harry's hand into her own.
"What? No, this is not possible, you have lots of time left," Harry said, not wanting her to die.
"No, I have dreamed it, this is the last time I will speak to you, and the most important time. I have made sure that you will be King, I made Dak stay so we could heal you, I made sure you would duel and become part of the Tribe, I gave up my husband for you. And now that you are King I was not needed, except for this one last task. I must tell you, that he's here." Kash said her voice weakening with each word.
"Who's here, Kash?" Harry said gripping her hand unwilling to let her die.
"The lover, your consort. He's here. He is tall, and strong, and has the will power of another wolf, but he is of the snake, just like our Great Leader Salazar Slytherin. His hair is white hot like the sun, and his eyes are like deep pools of melting silver. He was here once before and he's here again, you must go to him." She said looking into his pupil-less eyes.
"Draco Malfoy," Harry said somberly.
"Yes, you marked him. It was with this mark that you claimed him to be yours. How did you mark him Harry?" Kash asked.
"I slashed him across the face with a knife," Harry said, wishing he never felt the urge to mess up that beautiful face.
"Ahh the knife, there will be great troubles in your relationships in the future. That is the symbol of the knife when it comes to relationships," Kash said.
"No, it can't be true." Harry said looking away.
"It is, and you must accept it. Now leave me, I would like to die in silence with the spirits," Kash told him.
"Yes Kash, Goodbye," Harry said as he got up and left. He didn't kiss her, or hug her, to do so would be the greatest disrespect to her ever. Harry walked down the hall towards the surface, 'Draco Malfoy was to be his lover? It's unreal,' but if there was someone he believed in when it came to prophecies, it was Kash. And he must respect her wishes. He might not be Draco's lover, but he must seek him out, for Kash's sake. 'And anyways, they are not allowed to leave, no one comes to the forest and leaves alive,' That was the rule since Harry became King. No one was allowed to come and leave lest they figure out the truth of the Pure blood army. No one could know until they attacked, and they were close, everybody knew the secrets of magic. Everyone could use a wand, and magic. They left the forest with their wands from the trees everyday for a few hours to practice spells. Except Harry of course, you never knew if he was still being tracked, but after his Coronation to King they found wizards investigating outside the forest a few days later. Aurors. Harry and the others had no choice but the kill them. They suffered a painful end, they burned them alive like a chicken slowly rotated over a fire. Not low enough to touch the flames, but not high enough not to be safe. They were slowly roasted as everyone took a turn turning them on shifts. It took them four days to completely cook, and they screamed loudly for two, and finally died halfway through the third day. They fed the remains to some fellow wolves. They didn't like the cooked meat, but they ate it anyways. Food is food.
Harry reached the surface and changed into a wolf, and joined the Wild four on the outskirts of the forest, deciding that they might as well watch them, so when they came into the forest, they'd be ready.
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"There's something weird about this forest boss," Robert, one of the archaeologists in Draco's group said.
"And what's that Robert?" Draco asked dryly.
"Well according to the magic meter, this forest is continually radiating large amounts of magic," Robert said looking at a metering device he had in his hand.
"Robert, this is like the Forbidden Forest, it's a magical forest," Draco rolled his eyes.
"Here I'm going to take out the Magic Area Scanner, and look to see if the forest has certain power spots where there is more magic than others." Robert said rumbling through his bag to pull out what looked like a thin sheet of plastic. He put it on the ground and said a few spells. The piece of plastic suddenly put up a hologram of the forest. Since it was a magical forest, everything on the map was a light orange, that's all Robert and Draco expected to see but . . .
"Holy Hell," Draco said looking a the hologram. If there was more concentrated magic in one spot then the color went to a darker orange, to a light red, to a dark red, to deep maroon. When Draco looked at the hologram there were billions of light red dots, a few dark red dots, and one large deep maroon dot, that was very close to the camp.
"What is it?" Robert said frightfully.
"I have no idea, here we'll get someone to go in. Joe!" Draco called to a particularly stupid member of his crew.
"Yes boss?" Joe asked oblivious to what Draco was going to get him to do and why.
"You see that tree over there?" Draco pointed to a tree way across the field that they were standing on. The tree was right near the large maroon maroon dot, "I want you to walk over there, go about. . . 20 meters into the forest and them come straight back out ok?"
"Yes sir," Joe said, and then he started trundling over to the forest. Draco and Robert looked at the dots on the map. The majority of them were over right around the center of the huge forest, which was about 10 miles into the forest. Then there were clumps in various places, but the closest one to them was about fifty dots right by the part of the forest where they were standing. Right where they were sending Joe.
They watched the map and they saw Joe on it, he was a yellow dot among the others, Draco wondered what color he was, shrugging it off he watched as the yellow dot got closer and closer to the forest with the dots. Closer, closer, then he was in the forest, about five meters, if they looked up they were not able to see Joe, then about 10 meters. . . 15 meters. . . when Joe reached 20 meters that's when things started to change. Suddenly the red dots started to circle him, faster and faster, slowly the dark maroon dot started to approach. Joe's yellow dot started to walk back he got about 5 meters when he stopped. By then the red dots were about 2 meters away from him. Draco and Robert watched as all the dots stopped moving. Then suddenly Joe's dot started to make a run for it. Almost immediately the red dots caught up and crowded him. The Maroon dot moved up extremely close, it was practically standing on top of him.
"What the. . ."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Joe's blood curdling scream echoed all around camp and the forest.
"Robert! Let's Go!" Draco yelled and motioned for them to run back to camp. Robert got up and started running, "wait the scanner!" Draco yelled, he grabbed the scanner, stuck it in his back pocket and ran after Robert.
They reached the camp to find everything everyone looking out towards the forest with fear in their eyes.
"What's happened boss?" One of his crewmen asked.
"I don't know, we're going in there, something has happened to Joe," Draco said, grabbing his wand, "everyone grab their wand."
"But sir. . ."
"GRAB YOUR WAND! WE DO NOT LEAVE ANYBODY BEHIND!" Draco screamed, enraged. All the men scurried to their tents to grab their wands. Once they were all back and assembled Draco layed out the plan, they were going to ambush the dots, and try to take out the maroon dot first. Every man agreed and they started towards the forest.
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"What do we do with him?" Tarn motioned towards the skinless corpse.
"Leave him there, we can expect them to come for us any minute," Harry said, leaning up against a tree. Suddenly the body started twitching, Harry calmly got up, walked over hand stepped on the bloody face crushing the skull and creating a pool of blood which was immediately sucked up by the forest.
"I hear something," Rog one of the Wild four said.
"It is time, they're coming," Harry said with a feral grin.
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"Draco we've. . ."
"Shhh!"
"Ouch my foot,"
"SHH!"
"What are we. . .AHHHHHHHHH!" One man screamed as a large blade impaled him from his chest onto a nearby tree.
"SHIT!" Draco swore loudly, "everyone get their wands!"
"We have them! But they're not working!!" Robert was panicking.
"They don't work in this forest you pathetic waste of flesh," Something whispered from all around them.
"Who are you?!" Draco screamed.
Silence.
-riiiiiiiiiip-
Draco turned around to see a wild looking man rip off the ear of one of his men, then tuck it into a cloth he wore around his waist. The man laughed and plunged his hand into the mans chest, grabbed his spinal cord and jerked it forward. A Flash of blinding pain, then instant death.
"Everyone to me!" Draco said loudly, and everyone crowded around Draco. They all huddled around in the middle of a small clearing. The wild looking man was plucking out the other mans eyes while grinning evilly at them.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't some more wizards," Another man stepped out into view, he grinned at the other man who was now eating the eyes, "Ven, what should we do with these men?"
"Two against one? It seems a little unfair," Ven laughed.
"Yes they definitely need about 20 more if they want to live," The man laughed.
"You can't stand up against 20 men!" Draco growled.
"Hmm, we have a fighter, I DO love those," Ven grinned.
"Ahh, but the King wants that one alive, but he didn't say anything about the others. . ."
"Seems a little unfair to have 19 men just to ourselves, I must say I've built up a taste for wizards, the last ones were just delicious."
"Don't worry, I brought the brothers." The man said as two more men walked out of the forest.
"Hello Rog, Boro," Ven nodded to the two new comers.
"Good day for wizard isn't it Ven and Tarn?" The one called Boro laughed.
"Alas, this is an important day, so we brought along the leaders," Rog sighed looking sorrowful.
"We're going to have to share OUR catch with those bird-brains?" Ven scoffed.
"Now now Ven, they definitely do not have as much brains as a bird," Tarn grinned.
"Stop this foolishness," A strong voice said from out of Draco's vision.
"Yes your Majesty," they all got down on one knee.
'What in the world?' Draco thought to himself.
"Now what do we have here?" The unknown voice asked.
"Wizards," Ven said with a huge grin on his face.
"And we all know how much you love wizards," the man chuckled.
"Yes, and I'm not sharing with the tribe leaders," Ven snarled.
"You won't be eating any of them my dear Ven, no. Let them go." The voice said.
"What!? But we can't. . there's no way. . . but. . . alright." Ven sighed.
"See you later boys," Tarn let out a brisk laugh, and then they disappeared back into the forest.
"Draco? What now?" Robert whispered into his ear.
"Run," Draco said, then he broke away from the group and ran as fast as could away towards the edge of the forest. It took a few seconds, but soon everyone else was racing towards the edge along with him.
"AWWWOOOOOUUUU" A wolf howl rang out throughout the forest. . .
that's when people started to die.
As they ran wolves would come up behind them, knocked them over and bit out their throats. Draco ran faster trying to get away from the wolves who were pursuing them, the only thing was Draco and the others were running for their lives, but the wolves were just playing a sadistic game.
Soon only Draco and Robert were left running.
"Draco, we're not going to make it," Robert said, looking over.
"No, no we're not," Draco said.
"Goodbye-" Robert started, but he was knocked over by a wolf, and his throat was brutally ripped out.
Draco started to run faster, but he noticed that no one was chasing him anymore. . . that's odd. . Not even a sound of a wolf behind him. Soon Draco reached the edge of the forest, and started running across the field towards the camp. He contemplated leaving everything here and just apparating away from here, but there were valuables that he just couldn't leave to be stolen by those wild men, or destroyed by the wolves. He was almost there when he heard the rustling of wings. . .
-whoosh- something knocked him over, and landed right in front of him.
"Get up," It was the strong voice from before.
"Is this him your Majesty?" another man said.
"Yes, GET UP!" The man screamed, his voice echoing over and over.
Draco got to his knees, too afraid to look at the man.
"Look at me, tell me if you remember me," The man said with an amused tone.
"Why should I ever remember you?" Draco asked stingingly.
"Because Draco, we were famous rivals,"
Draco looked up to see a man who looked extremely familiar, this had to be him. There was only one person who he could be. Except this man had wings, and this man was strong, and this man was beautiful.
"It can't be you Harry. . . is it?" Draco looked at the man who looked like Harry.
The man just smiled.
"Bow to your master," one of the men said, they all had wings.
"I have no master but myself," Draco snarled.
"That's what you think." And then the world went black.
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Draco woke up to find himself lying on a large white bed, chained to the bed post, naked. He tried desperately to cover himself up, but his hands were tied behind his back. He looked around the room, it was completely empty except for the bed. It reminded him of a torture chamber.
Suddenly a door to the right opened.
"So you're awake," Harry grinned. Draco stared at Harry, he was beautiful. His dark hair shone and his eyes flickered in the firelight, the only thing strange about his eyes, was that he had no pupil. Harry's muscles rippled when he slowly sauntered towards him.
Not to mention he was completely naked.
"Harry, what?" Draco said staring at Harry's naked body, then looking at the leash attached to the collar around his neck that bound him to the bedpost.
Harry climbed onto the bed slowly on his hands and knees. He leaned down and lightly bit Draco's toe.
"H. . h. . Harry!?" Draco gasped.
"I think you know why you're here," Harry sat up and crossed his legs looking at Draco.
"No, I don't actually," Draco snarled.
"You're my sex slave," Harry grinned.
"WHAT!?" Draco screamed enraged.
"What you didn't guess that by the way you're chained to the bed naked?" Harry started laughing.
"A Malfoy is not a slave," Draco growled lowly.
"A Malfoy does whatever he's fucking told when he talks to the King," Harry leaned forward and nipped at Draco's nose, who jerked away just in time.
"You are a sick bastard, this forest has done weird things to you," Draco looked Harry over, looking at his scars, and his numerous tattoos.
"The past doesn't matter, I am the King, and I want you," Harry looked Draco up and down licking his lips.
"Stop staring at me," Draco said, but Harry didn't stop, he went back to nibbling and sucking on Draco's toes.
"Harry, get the fuck off of me!" Draco screamed and then kicked his foot catching Harry right in the face causing his lip to bleed.
"Mmmm. . .pain. ." Harry groaned pleasurably.
"You sick fuck," Draco snarled.
"You can't tell me you don't want it," Harry started licking his way up Draco's leg.
"Mmmph. . . no. ." Draco was finding it harder and harder to resist. But he finally managed to get out of Harry's spell and kicked him in the stomach, "you can't make me do ANYTHING!"
"There once was a little boy named Draco," Harry drug his teeth across his lip, opening up the cut again.
"He was a toy, a pretty, rosy cheeked toy," Harry licked the bottom of Draco's foot.
"I bought him from the forest," Harry slid his hands up Draco's body to his waist.
"And then I broke him!" Harry snarled as he gripped Draco's waist and flipped him onto his knees, his face pushed into the bed covers.
. . .
He broke Draco four times that night, both body, and spirit. The white blankets stained red.
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a/n. DUN DUN DUUUUN!!! Ok, I was reading that, and I'm a pretty shitty writer, ahahaha. All my stuff in this chapter is pretty shitty, and my paragraphs kinda go on, then change, then go on, then POOF! Change. Lol.
I didn't want to write a sex scene because A) I don't know how,
And B) I don't think I'd be very good at it. So. If in later chapters maybe I'll just make someone else do it. Lol, we can have a contest. Write a Sex scene for Savage! Winner gets their scene in the story! Lol. Ahahahahaha. No I don't think anyone would write one for it. And I don't blame them. I wouldn't write one. Hehe. Anyways. Enough of that, I have a chapter for another story I have to write.
Savage
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor do you, unless you do. Then I'm sorry. But yah.
Up near the edge of the forest, camouflaged in the bushes a wolf stood watching the men set up their camp. He watched as what looked to be the Alpha Male yelled at the other males and go into a brown shelter. With nothing left to see the wolf retreated back into the forest and left to find the King.
"What did you see?" The King asked. The wolf in front of him slowly changed into the figure of Tarn.
"Humans, white ones. They set up camp on the outskirts of the forest. The Leader was a tall strong man, with white hair, the strange thing is that he was not Old, he looked very familiar." Tarn reported.
"And where are the others," asked the King.
"They are guarding the camp, they'll make sure no one comes in." Tarn growled at the thought of the white men entering the forest.
"Call them off, they will come in at will. It will easier to ambush them if they come inside the forest."
"Yes King," Tarn said as he backed away from the King, making sure that the King did not see his back.
"Oh and Tarn, make sure none of them see you," And then Tarn Left. Harry, the King sat in the chamber hall where he was made King that fateful day. When he moved his muscles rippled, he was by far the most powerful in both mind and body, in the whole tribe. As the King he had the obligation to make sure every single member of all of the tribes was in peak condition, for the battle that was soon to come.
"Sir, Kash would like to see you," Belg entered the room, his orange wings gleaming and flowing behind him. Ever since the Tribe leaders got their wings, they did their best to use them to show their power. They kept them out at all times, and made sure they sparkled and gleamed. They're wings were they're link to the King, because as long as they had them they were closer to the King than anyone else. Except for the Wild Four, who were Harry's personal Bodyguards, they ate with him, slept near him, and did his bidding, but Harry was the nicest to them because although they weren't as powerful as the Winged tribe leaders, they were Harry's friends, they were like brothers. The Wild Four consisted of Tarn, Boro, Rog, and Ven. All of these four were from the original Wolf Tribe, and volunteered for their job the first day Harry was proclaimed King, and so far they have protected Harry from every kind of danger.
Harry go up and went to join Belg who walked with him to see Kash, Harry didn't have his wings out though, for a few reasons, everyone already knew he was the most powerful, so he didn't need to display it to get an upper hand, because no matter what the King is always the highest Rank. Also he found it extremely unsatisfying to have his back burst open, not only was it messy because you got blood splattered everywhere, but it hurt. Harry was no stranger to pain, but still, he'd rather not have his back ripped open just so he can display his wings.
Together Belg and Harry walked down the hall to the small room that Kash was staying in, Belg just a step behind Harry at all times. It was an unconscious step back, but were Belg to be one step with him, or one step ahead, it would be instant death by way of having his wings torn from his back and his head sliced off and put on a stake at the edge of the forest, which is the most disgraceful thing that could ever happen to you.
"How is she?" Harry asked Belg.
"She is worsening, it will only be a few more days until she passes away. She weakens with every breath," Belg said sadly, even though he had no reason to be sad at all, but Kash had acted as Harry's mother ever since Harry arrived in the forest, and he knew it would be a great sorrow when Kash died.
"Leave me now," Harry ordered Belg as he moved the deer skin to the side to step into the small room.
"Yes sir," Belg bowed and left.
"Harry? Is that you?" Harry heard Kash's weak voice call through the door.
"Yes Kash, I am here." Harry walked into the room over to her side. Ever since the ordeal when Harry became King, Kash started to deteriorate. She said that this was because her only purpose was to make sure the King became King, and now she was not needed so she started to pass away. Harry thought this was nonsense because no one only had one purpose in the world and then passed away, but there was no mistaking it, Kash was dying.
"Harry, there is something I must tell you, this is the last time I am going to be able to talk to you," Kash took Harry's hand into her own.
"What? No, this is not possible, you have lots of time left," Harry said, not wanting her to die.
"No, I have dreamed it, this is the last time I will speak to you, and the most important time. I have made sure that you will be King, I made Dak stay so we could heal you, I made sure you would duel and become part of the Tribe, I gave up my husband for you. And now that you are King I was not needed, except for this one last task. I must tell you, that he's here." Kash said her voice weakening with each word.
"Who's here, Kash?" Harry said gripping her hand unwilling to let her die.
"The lover, your consort. He's here. He is tall, and strong, and has the will power of another wolf, but he is of the snake, just like our Great Leader Salazar Slytherin. His hair is white hot like the sun, and his eyes are like deep pools of melting silver. He was here once before and he's here again, you must go to him." She said looking into his pupil-less eyes.
"Draco Malfoy," Harry said somberly.
"Yes, you marked him. It was with this mark that you claimed him to be yours. How did you mark him Harry?" Kash asked.
"I slashed him across the face with a knife," Harry said, wishing he never felt the urge to mess up that beautiful face.
"Ahh the knife, there will be great troubles in your relationships in the future. That is the symbol of the knife when it comes to relationships," Kash said.
"No, it can't be true." Harry said looking away.
"It is, and you must accept it. Now leave me, I would like to die in silence with the spirits," Kash told him.
"Yes Kash, Goodbye," Harry said as he got up and left. He didn't kiss her, or hug her, to do so would be the greatest disrespect to her ever. Harry walked down the hall towards the surface, 'Draco Malfoy was to be his lover? It's unreal,' but if there was someone he believed in when it came to prophecies, it was Kash. And he must respect her wishes. He might not be Draco's lover, but he must seek him out, for Kash's sake. 'And anyways, they are not allowed to leave, no one comes to the forest and leaves alive,' That was the rule since Harry became King. No one was allowed to come and leave lest they figure out the truth of the Pure blood army. No one could know until they attacked, and they were close, everybody knew the secrets of magic. Everyone could use a wand, and magic. They left the forest with their wands from the trees everyday for a few hours to practice spells. Except Harry of course, you never knew if he was still being tracked, but after his Coronation to King they found wizards investigating outside the forest a few days later. Aurors. Harry and the others had no choice but the kill them. They suffered a painful end, they burned them alive like a chicken slowly rotated over a fire. Not low enough to touch the flames, but not high enough not to be safe. They were slowly roasted as everyone took a turn turning them on shifts. It took them four days to completely cook, and they screamed loudly for two, and finally died halfway through the third day. They fed the remains to some fellow wolves. They didn't like the cooked meat, but they ate it anyways. Food is food.
Harry reached the surface and changed into a wolf, and joined the Wild four on the outskirts of the forest, deciding that they might as well watch them, so when they came into the forest, they'd be ready.
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"There's something weird about this forest boss," Robert, one of the archaeologists in Draco's group said.
"And what's that Robert?" Draco asked dryly.
"Well according to the magic meter, this forest is continually radiating large amounts of magic," Robert said looking at a metering device he had in his hand.
"Robert, this is like the Forbidden Forest, it's a magical forest," Draco rolled his eyes.
"Here I'm going to take out the Magic Area Scanner, and look to see if the forest has certain power spots where there is more magic than others." Robert said rumbling through his bag to pull out what looked like a thin sheet of plastic. He put it on the ground and said a few spells. The piece of plastic suddenly put up a hologram of the forest. Since it was a magical forest, everything on the map was a light orange, that's all Robert and Draco expected to see but . . .
"Holy Hell," Draco said looking a the hologram. If there was more concentrated magic in one spot then the color went to a darker orange, to a light red, to a dark red, to deep maroon. When Draco looked at the hologram there were billions of light red dots, a few dark red dots, and one large deep maroon dot, that was very close to the camp.
"What is it?" Robert said frightfully.
"I have no idea, here we'll get someone to go in. Joe!" Draco called to a particularly stupid member of his crew.
"Yes boss?" Joe asked oblivious to what Draco was going to get him to do and why.
"You see that tree over there?" Draco pointed to a tree way across the field that they were standing on. The tree was right near the large maroon maroon dot, "I want you to walk over there, go about. . . 20 meters into the forest and them come straight back out ok?"
"Yes sir," Joe said, and then he started trundling over to the forest. Draco and Robert looked at the dots on the map. The majority of them were over right around the center of the huge forest, which was about 10 miles into the forest. Then there were clumps in various places, but the closest one to them was about fifty dots right by the part of the forest where they were standing. Right where they were sending Joe.
They watched the map and they saw Joe on it, he was a yellow dot among the others, Draco wondered what color he was, shrugging it off he watched as the yellow dot got closer and closer to the forest with the dots. Closer, closer, then he was in the forest, about five meters, if they looked up they were not able to see Joe, then about 10 meters. . . 15 meters. . . when Joe reached 20 meters that's when things started to change. Suddenly the red dots started to circle him, faster and faster, slowly the dark maroon dot started to approach. Joe's yellow dot started to walk back he got about 5 meters when he stopped. By then the red dots were about 2 meters away from him. Draco and Robert watched as all the dots stopped moving. Then suddenly Joe's dot started to make a run for it. Almost immediately the red dots caught up and crowded him. The Maroon dot moved up extremely close, it was practically standing on top of him.
"What the. . ."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Joe's blood curdling scream echoed all around camp and the forest.
"Robert! Let's Go!" Draco yelled and motioned for them to run back to camp. Robert got up and started running, "wait the scanner!" Draco yelled, he grabbed the scanner, stuck it in his back pocket and ran after Robert.
They reached the camp to find everything everyone looking out towards the forest with fear in their eyes.
"What's happened boss?" One of his crewmen asked.
"I don't know, we're going in there, something has happened to Joe," Draco said, grabbing his wand, "everyone grab their wand."
"But sir. . ."
"GRAB YOUR WAND! WE DO NOT LEAVE ANYBODY BEHIND!" Draco screamed, enraged. All the men scurried to their tents to grab their wands. Once they were all back and assembled Draco layed out the plan, they were going to ambush the dots, and try to take out the maroon dot first. Every man agreed and they started towards the forest.
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"What do we do with him?" Tarn motioned towards the skinless corpse.
"Leave him there, we can expect them to come for us any minute," Harry said, leaning up against a tree. Suddenly the body started twitching, Harry calmly got up, walked over hand stepped on the bloody face crushing the skull and creating a pool of blood which was immediately sucked up by the forest.
"I hear something," Rog one of the Wild four said.
"It is time, they're coming," Harry said with a feral grin.
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"Draco we've. . ."
"Shhh!"
"Ouch my foot,"
"SHH!"
"What are we. . .AHHHHHHHHH!" One man screamed as a large blade impaled him from his chest onto a nearby tree.
"SHIT!" Draco swore loudly, "everyone get their wands!"
"We have them! But they're not working!!" Robert was panicking.
"They don't work in this forest you pathetic waste of flesh," Something whispered from all around them.
"Who are you?!" Draco screamed.
Silence.
-riiiiiiiiiip-
Draco turned around to see a wild looking man rip off the ear of one of his men, then tuck it into a cloth he wore around his waist. The man laughed and plunged his hand into the mans chest, grabbed his spinal cord and jerked it forward. A Flash of blinding pain, then instant death.
"Everyone to me!" Draco said loudly, and everyone crowded around Draco. They all huddled around in the middle of a small clearing. The wild looking man was plucking out the other mans eyes while grinning evilly at them.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't some more wizards," Another man stepped out into view, he grinned at the other man who was now eating the eyes, "Ven, what should we do with these men?"
"Two against one? It seems a little unfair," Ven laughed.
"Yes they definitely need about 20 more if they want to live," The man laughed.
"You can't stand up against 20 men!" Draco growled.
"Hmm, we have a fighter, I DO love those," Ven grinned.
"Ahh, but the King wants that one alive, but he didn't say anything about the others. . ."
"Seems a little unfair to have 19 men just to ourselves, I must say I've built up a taste for wizards, the last ones were just delicious."
"Don't worry, I brought the brothers." The man said as two more men walked out of the forest.
"Hello Rog, Boro," Ven nodded to the two new comers.
"Good day for wizard isn't it Ven and Tarn?" The one called Boro laughed.
"Alas, this is an important day, so we brought along the leaders," Rog sighed looking sorrowful.
"We're going to have to share OUR catch with those bird-brains?" Ven scoffed.
"Now now Ven, they definitely do not have as much brains as a bird," Tarn grinned.
"Stop this foolishness," A strong voice said from out of Draco's vision.
"Yes your Majesty," they all got down on one knee.
'What in the world?' Draco thought to himself.
"Now what do we have here?" The unknown voice asked.
"Wizards," Ven said with a huge grin on his face.
"And we all know how much you love wizards," the man chuckled.
"Yes, and I'm not sharing with the tribe leaders," Ven snarled.
"You won't be eating any of them my dear Ven, no. Let them go." The voice said.
"What!? But we can't. . there's no way. . . but. . . alright." Ven sighed.
"See you later boys," Tarn let out a brisk laugh, and then they disappeared back into the forest.
"Draco? What now?" Robert whispered into his ear.
"Run," Draco said, then he broke away from the group and ran as fast as could away towards the edge of the forest. It took a few seconds, but soon everyone else was racing towards the edge along with him.
"AWWWOOOOOUUUU" A wolf howl rang out throughout the forest. . .
that's when people started to die.
As they ran wolves would come up behind them, knocked them over and bit out their throats. Draco ran faster trying to get away from the wolves who were pursuing them, the only thing was Draco and the others were running for their lives, but the wolves were just playing a sadistic game.
Soon only Draco and Robert were left running.
"Draco, we're not going to make it," Robert said, looking over.
"No, no we're not," Draco said.
"Goodbye-" Robert started, but he was knocked over by a wolf, and his throat was brutally ripped out.
Draco started to run faster, but he noticed that no one was chasing him anymore. . . that's odd. . Not even a sound of a wolf behind him. Soon Draco reached the edge of the forest, and started running across the field towards the camp. He contemplated leaving everything here and just apparating away from here, but there were valuables that he just couldn't leave to be stolen by those wild men, or destroyed by the wolves. He was almost there when he heard the rustling of wings. . .
-whoosh- something knocked him over, and landed right in front of him.
"Get up," It was the strong voice from before.
"Is this him your Majesty?" another man said.
"Yes, GET UP!" The man screamed, his voice echoing over and over.
Draco got to his knees, too afraid to look at the man.
"Look at me, tell me if you remember me," The man said with an amused tone.
"Why should I ever remember you?" Draco asked stingingly.
"Because Draco, we were famous rivals,"
Draco looked up to see a man who looked extremely familiar, this had to be him. There was only one person who he could be. Except this man had wings, and this man was strong, and this man was beautiful.
"It can't be you Harry. . . is it?" Draco looked at the man who looked like Harry.
The man just smiled.
"Bow to your master," one of the men said, they all had wings.
"I have no master but myself," Draco snarled.
"That's what you think." And then the world went black.
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Draco woke up to find himself lying on a large white bed, chained to the bed post, naked. He tried desperately to cover himself up, but his hands were tied behind his back. He looked around the room, it was completely empty except for the bed. It reminded him of a torture chamber.
Suddenly a door to the right opened.
"So you're awake," Harry grinned. Draco stared at Harry, he was beautiful. His dark hair shone and his eyes flickered in the firelight, the only thing strange about his eyes, was that he had no pupil. Harry's muscles rippled when he slowly sauntered towards him.
Not to mention he was completely naked.
"Harry, what?" Draco said staring at Harry's naked body, then looking at the leash attached to the collar around his neck that bound him to the bedpost.
Harry climbed onto the bed slowly on his hands and knees. He leaned down and lightly bit Draco's toe.
"H. . h. . Harry!?" Draco gasped.
"I think you know why you're here," Harry sat up and crossed his legs looking at Draco.
"No, I don't actually," Draco snarled.
"You're my sex slave," Harry grinned.
"WHAT!?" Draco screamed enraged.
"What you didn't guess that by the way you're chained to the bed naked?" Harry started laughing.
"A Malfoy is not a slave," Draco growled lowly.
"A Malfoy does whatever he's fucking told when he talks to the King," Harry leaned forward and nipped at Draco's nose, who jerked away just in time.
"You are a sick bastard, this forest has done weird things to you," Draco looked Harry over, looking at his scars, and his numerous tattoos.
"The past doesn't matter, I am the King, and I want you," Harry looked Draco up and down licking his lips.
"Stop staring at me," Draco said, but Harry didn't stop, he went back to nibbling and sucking on Draco's toes.
"Harry, get the fuck off of me!" Draco screamed and then kicked his foot catching Harry right in the face causing his lip to bleed.
"Mmmm. . .pain. ." Harry groaned pleasurably.
"You sick fuck," Draco snarled.
"You can't tell me you don't want it," Harry started licking his way up Draco's leg.
"Mmmph. . . no. ." Draco was finding it harder and harder to resist. But he finally managed to get out of Harry's spell and kicked him in the stomach, "you can't make me do ANYTHING!"
"There once was a little boy named Draco," Harry drug his teeth across his lip, opening up the cut again.
"He was a toy, a pretty, rosy cheeked toy," Harry licked the bottom of Draco's foot.
"I bought him from the forest," Harry slid his hands up Draco's body to his waist.
"And then I broke him!" Harry snarled as he gripped Draco's waist and flipped him onto his knees, his face pushed into the bed covers.
. . .
He broke Draco four times that night, both body, and spirit. The white blankets stained red.
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a/n. DUN DUN DUUUUN!!! Ok, I was reading that, and I'm a pretty shitty writer, ahahaha. All my stuff in this chapter is pretty shitty, and my paragraphs kinda go on, then change, then go on, then POOF! Change. Lol.
I didn't want to write a sex scene because A) I don't know how,
And B) I don't think I'd be very good at it. So. If in later chapters maybe I'll just make someone else do it. Lol, we can have a contest. Write a Sex scene for Savage! Winner gets their scene in the story! Lol. Ahahahahaha. No I don't think anyone would write one for it. And I don't blame them. I wouldn't write one. Hehe. Anyways. Enough of that, I have a chapter for another story I have to write.