Captured And Broken Luna

LUNA:

I woke up to the smell of burnt wood. Staring around the town, I knew the dragons had invaded the new village again.

I was running and slaying every single damn dragon creature that had invaded our lands. First they killed my father, who was the king; now they're abducting all the females of our kind.

The humans were beautiful—the main reason we never left the tower gate nor went hunting. It was mostly the men who hunted and returned home to feed us.

How long are we going to continue running and hiding from these beastly creatures that can shape-shift into humans and dragons and fly?

Someone has to stop them, but who? I asked myself as I turned back, dressed like a male warrior—which I am not—since my other five sisters had all been taken away and I was the only surviving daughter and heir to the Sunfield kingdom.

Burning with rage, I stopped and removed my sword to face the dragons. I was trained as a male because my father didn’t have a son, and my mother lost hope after my birth and killed herself.

I had to take up the courage to train as the son my father never had; those beastly dragons couldn’t be killed easily, as their skins were strong.

I waited for the dragons to show up, knowing they had returned to this new hideout of ours to kidnap the females again whom they could perceive.

Everything they wanted was to mate with us human females, but how did those females they had previously captured survive?

Obviously, it wasn’t that they agreed to sleep with a dragon man and conceive a dragon baby. They were forced, and I cannot imagine what those dragons forced upon those young, pretty women they had captured.

They didn’t capture the ugly ones, and of course our women weren’t ugly. But still, they aren’t satisfied with all the women they have captured, as they keep returning to capture more of us.

The first day they came into our palace, they killed and burned down the guards. I wasn’t home, as I had gone for my training, where I learned how to fight like a man.

It seems the rumors had reached their dragon king’s ears that the human ruler had a lot of pretty daughters, and he targeted my family.

All my five sisters were gone, and I knew there was no hope of them returning home.

Sunfield Palace was burnt to ashes when I was only 15 years old.

Now I am 22 years old. I tied my bandana around my head and wore my warrior clothes. Picking up my bow and arrows, I fixed them into their respective places on my manly dress, and I went out holding my sword up high to face the dragons again.

These dragons terrorized the whole town, feeling the humans were weaklings, and I couldn’t even differentiate the dragons from our men—it was difficult, and that was how intruders invaded our lands, as the dragon men were also handsome too.

Some were dark, while others were yellow, and their skins were so enchanting and sparkling clean, like a shining glass surface.

I had trained to study the dragon men, and because I dressed manly, I haven’t been captured to be taken away.

Our men fought pretty well, but they were still no match for the dragons, who breathed out fire. So whenever the dragons invaded, the males allowed them to take their daughters away without doing anything to stop them. But no! Enough of the cries.

"Stop there!" I commanded, and the two dragons turned to face me.

"Eh, mister! Get out of our way. We are here for the pretty females and not masculine men like you. Now move aside before I burn you to ashes."

"Hmm." My eyes darkened at the dragon who spoke to me, as I have golden-colored eyes that burned in anger.

In a swift, sharp move of my sword, I somersaulted forward and sliced the dragon man by his throat, killing him instantly. He let out a shrill cry, but as his companion moved to burn me alive while I was still shocked, I sliced him too, killing them both and rescuing my people.

"Hurry! We have to leave this village. If the other dragons find out that these two didn’t return to their king, then we would be in grave danger, with a battalion of dragons chasing after us!" I screamed out, letting all the people staring at me in shock know.

"Thank you, sir, for saving our daughters. May the lands bless you and be in favour of you."

I watched the elderly men sing praises, and I yelled, "This is no time for praises! Hurry up and let’s leave."

We have been traveling since our lands were destroyed, and yet these dragons don’t want to give up on capturing us. They want to enslave our kind, not wanting us to enjoy the free liberty of freedom.

We sleep and wake up every day in fright, running away from the flying creatures that can perceive our kind and let out their tongues in a way that explains how delicious our women were to them.

I had no time to dress like the female that I was. Even though I was pretty, I wore my coverage, not wearing any bra underneath my shield to hide how big my bréasts were, as that was the first major target of the dragons—staring at the female chest.

None knew I was a female, and I made no friends either.

I thought to stop the capturing of our people, and I thought of a solution: to kill their dragon king and queen. That way, it will send all the dragons away in fear of the humans, and I decided to put away my disguise when another set of dragons comes to capture our females again.

I thought to show them my bodily assets, as that was my weapon of mass destruction to eliminate all those silly dragons.

I was tall, sexy, curvy, and had a flat stomach with a big áss.

My buttọcks were also big, as I have big, round, natural buttọcks. But because I trained so hard, day and night, training and mastering the art of sword fighting, I had no time to show off my beauty as the last princess of the Sunfield kingdom.

But my mind is made up—unless we want to continue running.

After finding a nearby camp, the people were all happy that they had a new dragon slayer to protect them, but I wasn’t happy, as I had to avenge my parents’ loss, my sisters’ disappearance, and also fight for the next generation unborn to have their freedom.

This is my plan. And like I knew it, that same night some dragons returned to the new camp, blowing fires around us. They burnt down the tents that surrounded us so none of us would escape, and they flew down.

They were all black dragons. They flew down and shapeshifted back into their human form while my eyes narrowed at them, as I was still standing among our people, unafraid. One of the dragons walked up to meet us and stopped in front of me.

"Who among you killed our men?" a dragon man questioned, and the people were visibly shaking. I could feel their eyes staring at me, as they weren’t ready to be burnt to ashes.

"I did…" A man stepped out holding his sword, and the handsome black dragon-man standing in my view narrowed his eyes at the man. He smirked and walked up to meet him.

"You?" He laughed out scornfully and walked around the man, who was visibly shaking.

"I doubt you’re the one. Do you actually think you can lie to us? For the last time, who beheaded our men? You can see I came here with my sword. The same treatment given to us will be given to you all if you don’t bring out the warrior who killed our guards sent here."

"I did…" I finally spoke, but this time I didn’t try to cover up my voice, since I am a female. I saw the dragon-man turn to face me.

"You…" He strode back to meet me and sniffed around me as if he could perceive my scent.

"I knew you were a woman hiding in disguise. How interesting," he smirked.