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First Dragon: Blood Ties Confessions (Part 2)
Kal POV I was stunned. I looked at her, my world crashing around me, finding myself suddenly unable to speak. Would my children kill me? Why? I thought of Emma and Leo, thought of her gentle souls. There was nothing, not a sliver of darkness in either one of them – nothing even remotely evil or diabolical that the Beast and I could sense and if anyone could sense it out, we could. Something was wrong. Something was not adding up. Thalia came over and hugged me, her tears falling on me, saying nothing, just holding me as if I were a small child. I gazed upon her beautiful eyes and saw love and immeasurable sadness. “There is more Kal”, she said, and I did not know what more there was, and how and if I would be able to handle it. The Beast was breaking on the inside, roaring, wanting answers, but also wanting to understand what had happened, why this was the way it was, why our children would kill us. “There were two dreams though, Kal”, I heard his voice. “How do we know which one is t
First Dragon: Blood Ties He Was Right
Emma and Leo *** “I really do not know what we can do, Leo. I am scared. These files. So much violence, so much mystery, so many children impacted. We are talking about serious crimes here – human trafficking, in fact Leo! Single unavoidable truth. He is a monster. He must be! There is no other explanation for this, surely, you must agree”, I stated feverishly, even though I heard much protesting from my inner voice on this topic. She somehow disagreed, despite it all, she somehow still thought that Mr. Locke deserved trust and urged me to reconsider my opinions. I however, could not focus – I had all my alarm bells dinging in my head. Leo looked over the files Ro and Myra brought over. The evidence surely looked condemning, but my brother, a kind, considerate soul as always, had his doubts. “I am not sure what to think, Emma. There is a lot here, that much is true. But a lot of this can be conjecture – there is not a single shred of real evidence, not a single firsthand story. With t
First Dragon: Blood Ties Myra & Nick
Kal POVStanding there with my mother wiping my tears, I felt numb. I could not think of the possibilities which plagued my mind. I had so many questions, yet I was afraid to hear the answers, perhaps already knowing what I would be told. “We are a family. We define ourselves by those ties, by family bonds, by love, struggles, hate, fears, and our children. Ever since I created you, and since the world has birthed more, we entrust our family, entrust them with loving us, protecting that which we hold to our heart, that which we hold most dear”, Mother spoke again, her soft gaze on Thalia and me. I could feel she was going down the memory lane of emotion and I could sense a faint hint of regret in her voice.“Sad thing about this world, one I could not have protected either one of you are family ties. We value them, perhaps above all others and above all else, but inevitably, often we are forced apart. We promise and fail – promises made, yet unkept. Children…. Children, most of all, w
First Dragon: Blood Ties The Dungeons
Bob POVThe putrid smell of blood was pungent down there. Settled deep under Queen Rowena’s Beverly Hills mansion, the torture chambers and cells, affectionately dubbed “The Dungeons” by our crowd and the Queen herself, housed those who dare incur her wrath, or those who disobeyed. Additionally, children that she fed on, or sold for parts were also there, in a separate wing, in slightly better circumstances. At least they were fed more often than other prisoners. After all, she liked her blood, and buyers of human parts would not pay for damaged goods. It has not always been easy to be in her service, but I was loyal to her, like my father before me, and his before me. Our bond was to Rowena, however maniacal and cruel she could be, we all believed in a word free of half-bloods or hybrids of any kind. Purity was the only thing that saved our species and that could save us; purity of blood ties.Of course, in the past and now, there were and there are those who disagree, to this day. I
First Dragon: Blood Ties Dragon Roar
Amelia POVFor days I had this feeling I was being followed. Yet, every time I tried to figure it out, every time I tried to catch whoever was on my tail, I failed. The only explanation for this was magic, of course, and as an Elven Princess, I had plenty of my own. Yet, I could not find the mysterious person or persons who were following me, for reasons unknown. I had plenty of suspects to think about - my own father, First Dragon, Verena herself. I did not know who would want me to spy on or why, but I hid plenty of secrets from each, so it was a fair game. I dodged them as best as I could and used the cloaking spells. However, even then, I still felt eyes on me. This was getting me stressed out. I needed to figure out a way, I needed to get to the bottom of all of this and understand what exactly I signed up for.My thoughts went to Darius again, as so many times, all this time. After his death I was never able to express how I feel, I knew my pain, I knew my heartbreak, sometimes
First Dragon: Blood Ties Nobody Will Die For Me
Amelia POVThe pain of the dragon monster's bite was crippling my leg. Ying was flying over and closing in on us, as Verena stood mere inches from me. Now was my chance. As I was about to stab her, additional commotion broke out behind me, and soon, her dragon monsters multiplied. There were at least two dozen of them, appearing out of thin air almost, stalking me from behind. Ying was flying low, and next thing I knew, Lord Wong jumped in the disarray of this situation, pulling the dragon like a monster off my leg, injuring it with his sword. Verena hissed at this intrusion, and for a second her focus was on him, her aura lifted off me a little and I used it to plunge the Elven blade into her chest. A dark, almost black-like, thick, gooey looking substance poured out of the wound. However, it did not seem to slow her down much.I heard voices behind me, and to my utmost surprise, I saw one of my father’s generals rush in through the front door. I knew him well - he was one whose fami
First Dragon: Blood Ties Our Family
Cassius POVAs usual, the conversation with my mother went nowhere. Well, almost nowhere. She was her usual self – determined, evil, selfish creature I had got to know since the day of my birth. Truth be told, I hated her. I hated her with my whole being, I hated what she’d become, I hated what she made me into. She had cornered me into this feeling, the feeling of being alone, unloved, and first and foremost a monster. A useful monster, yet still a monster. All she cared about was pure-blood succession, legacy of a kind, somebody to carry on her name, her achievements, as she called it. She was devoid of any sort of emotion, anything motherly. To her, I was a means to an end, a tool to accomplish what she always wanted. And nobody dared go against her, well not many anyway. Those that did quickly understood why she was dubbed a Bloody Queen among Lycan and other creatures alike.Yet, something bothered me seeing Myra there, especially in such a compromising position. I did not know w
First Dragon: Blood Ties Everything We Did, We Did For You
Kal POVWhen Mother said everything, she was not joking. The things she shared, the things her and Thalia did, I had never assumed that was possible, especially from Thalia, the one person I trusted most, one person who had my heart. I am no stranger to it. Over the centuries, my heart has broken, many times if I were to be truthful, but none worse than the day Catherine died. I know that a part of me, the good part, died with her. She brought out Kal I sometimes did not even know existed. A compassionate, selfless, loving creature that, as of now, I had no connection to. She was my conduit, my solace, and my reason to be a better man. And when she died, and the way she died, reversed me back to the Beast I always was, the beast part of me which I was always comfortable with. I missed her. Every day, every moment, every day the sun rose, it reminded me of the reflection and the way the sun itself set into her hair.. sparkles glistened like golden chains somehow wrapped within it. She
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