Dragon Child by Kirkmenistan
Chapter 17 - Anger and Humility by Kirkmenistan
Author's Notes:
This will be the final update for a LOONG time as i start to explore the world of durmstrang... AGH!!!!
The ammount of work that will go into this next school will be simply put huge.
enjoy this!
K
Jet awoke in the very warm embrace of his two mates. The first thing he noticed about the world around him was one of his young… Kida stood in front of him.
q73; Father. D
q73; Yes Kida? D
q73; The Elder wishes to speak to you. D
q73; Very well Kida. Come Redclaw, Silence. D
The trio flew to the marble castle where they saw the Elder sitting on top of the main spire.
He wordlessly gestured at the large blot of things waiting outside the wards.
q73; The Goblins came back? D
q73; Yes Jet. D
q73; Why? D
q73; I do not know. Come, Let us greet our guests. It would not do well to keep them waiting at our door. D
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The large blob of Goblins came closer and eventually into focus. At the front and centre of the hoard of thousands was a goblin who was larger than the others. Armoured in the finest plate and chain. A wickedly curved sword held in his gloved fist. A smaller yet equally as sharp dagger in his left. A Warrior King.
As the three Dragons landed, they saw many goblins lay dead just beyond the ward line, forming a slight crescent shape. The King stepped forwards, as did Jet.
G Return to your human form, Jet. G
Jet growled with annoyance, but shrunk back down. His hide turning pink, Scales falling from his skin. Eventually the warrior Jet stood before the goblins. His multicoloured patchwork Dragon Hide armour shining in the sunlight of morning.
G Why are you here King Ragnuk G
The Goblin grinned. This one had stones.
G You killed many my subjects G
G When they broke into my home and threatened my guest's and their most prised positions. G
G Possessions? G
G Their Young. G
G They are not yours! G
G Why? G
G Because they are no more than beasts! G
G And what am I? G
G An exemplary form of an exemption to the system. G
Jet grinned at the answer given by the goblin. If only he knew.
G These are no longer your lands, or anyone else's. They belong to the inhabitants of this land. Now… off with you G
Strictly speaking this wasn't a lie. The dwarves lived in, if under, this land. Hence it was theirs.
G And why did you attack the Group of goblins yesterday? G
G Attack? They were attempting to breach our wards. We merely put up a threatening air of resistance to deter their efforts. G
G And those who lay before you? G
Jet sniffed at the corpses, looked up at the king and smiled.
G Trespassers. G
G And the Gems that you trade? G
G Found on this land. Belong to this land. G
The King smiled at this… this thing. He knew the system well. Too well. This would have to die down before things got nasty. Hundreds of dragons attacking branches of Gringotts Worldwide would be disastrous to business.
G My lord, you can't possibly be thinking of letting this lie? G
The goblin that lead the war party yesterday spoke out.
G King Ragnuk, what happens to a wizard if he makes a threatening move to what you hold most dear on your lands? G
G He dies. G
The remark was instant, instinctual.
G And why can we not do the same? G
The cool gaze of the King rested upon the being in front of him. This Jet was a whole new player to the system that the goblins had been working for decades. This was not a good change.
G Very well. Let it be known that no Goblin shall enter these lands without the express permission of the Dragons who reside within its boundaries. G
G Agreed. G
The goblin known as Frosttooth whose brother the now rather ironically named Fireclaw was outraged at this lack of justice. His brother was dead. He would have his revenge. He charged forwards, yelling. Unthinking. Unknowing.
As he crossed the Ward lines he felt a probe to his mind of such strength that it rampaged through any semblance of a shield he may have had. It registered him as a threat to the occupants, the threat was neutralised.
Ragnuk watched with amusement as the angry Frostooth struck out and fell at the wards.
G Most interesting protections Jet. What are the runes based upon? G
Ragnuk watched the strange human smile with a most evil edge.
G Trade secrets, King Ragnuk. Trade Secrets. G
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On the morning of Jet' s eleventh birthday, his sleep was interrupted by a rather loud screech.
In front of his head stood a rather puny raptor type bird of prey. In its claws was a letter of sorts, it was tiny. How was he supposed to open the damned thing. Then he came a little bit more to his senses. Everything was out of proportion. Then he remembered to shift back to his human form.
The puny raptor was suddenly not so puny. The beast was at least half as tall as he was. Its wingspan was enormous. In its talons was the letter. As Harry approached the bird, coaxing it to trust the strange shape-shifting wizard, the letter was ejected from the bird's claws. Said letter flew to land in front of Harry. The enormous bird flew away, at great speed.
Naturally, any flying thing in the vicinity of dragons would have to be careful to live.
The front of the letter was addressed to him;
Mr Jetor Greichman,
Largest Cave,
Southern Cliff Face,
Romanian International Dragon Reserve,
Romania.
The contents were fairly simple; book list, required supplies, arrival times… But what Jet took note of the note attached at the end.
I would also be most interested to learn how exactly you came about to be living in a Dragon reserve Master Greichman.
Igor Karkaroff
Jet smiled at the note… yet another interesting conversation occurring in his near future. The nearest one however involved Redclaw and Silence. Now THAT would be an interesting conversation.
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q73; What do you mean you need to go away! D
q73; He has to go away? D
q73; Look, it' not like I will never see you again… I'm about two hours flight away, it would be easy for me to come over if I have enough free time. D
q73; But I- D
q73; We. D Silence interrupted.
q73; But we need you. D
Jet smiled at the two dragons in front of him. Trying to keep him close. They had a wondrous mate by their sides, one who was willing to act on their wishes, and suddenly he was going to just… go away? It wasn't fair!
Jet was broken out of his reverie by the feeling of two bodies snaking alongside his own.
q73; Please stay Jet D
q73; Yes please stay. We'll do anything just don't leave us. D
q73; Nothing that you say or do will persuade me to stay here. But you could affect how often I could return… D
Redclaw getting the gist of it turned around and backed up to Jet, proudly displaying her core to him.
q73; Please Jet, if you can't stay at least give is a good memory to last until you return… D
Jet's need peaked when he saw Redclaw positively begging for his advances. Who was he to deny her?
Smut smut smut smut smut smut smut smut smut smut smut smut
His member emerged as he walked towards one of the few things in this world he cherished more than his life. Slowly nibbling his way up. Taking his time on the wing joints and the ears. His member constantly searching for that warm wet embrace of relief.
Once he felt he was in the right place, he slid home. The enormous tool that hung below him thrusting deeply into Redclaw's depths. Feeling the walls of her channel rippling in time with his thrusts. Hearing her screams of joy and pleasure as he continued to claim her has his once more. Soon Redclaw's front legs gave way, and again Jet continued through this. Thrusting until he could go no deeper into Redclaw. It was here where he grinded his head upon her inner barrier, seeking entrance further inside.
Redclaw screamed.
Silence watched on, hungry for her own session.
After many examples of Redclaw screaming her way to release, her mind finally gave in, slumping to the ground, leaking copious amounts of fluid from her core.
Jet then turned his attention to Silence, the sinuous dragon was doing something that Jet had never done before; she was lying on her back. When he approached her this time, she hung onto his torso and began to rock back and forth on her own. Her neck winding around Jet's, their heads nuzzling and licking each other. It was without a doubt the weirdest sensation that Jet had ever felt. Still, mating was mating and as strange as it was to be in a different position, feeling this rush of pleasure without any effort on his part… it was amazing, though it did feel slightly wrong.
Silence positively drained him dry that day.
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It was a rather unwilling Jet that left the confines of the enclosure two weeks later. Somehow between him picking up the supplies that he needed and sorting out his immense library of books, Redclaw and Silence had found enough time to get them all limping everywhere. Even flying like this hurt him badly, and he was using his fire to help heal his burning muscles. He hoped that they would be alright.
He was a bit anxious at leaving his home for the last ten years… but it would be worth it in the end. He didn't know how he knew, but he knew that in the current direction of travel was his school, the place where for the next few years of his life he would learn all about his fire, and how truly and simply unique he was.
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