Dragon's Blood (WhiteTiger & Xeo-wizzard)

[WhiteTiger]

Prologue: (needs some rewriting)

Dragon's Blood​

Getting to know all the inhabitants on the island, they really were all one big happy family.

Deep within them selves they wished for a union of their two races but, it wasn't known how.

The leader of Goleuo (the silver and lightening clan), was reminded of his obligation to figure out a way to join the two.

With great fervor, he took on the task, using precious gems as a source for invoking and storing the power from their daily activities of life essence.

Now he needed to figure a way to apply it, to harness a physical transformation with it.

He looked backed through the ancient texts of the time of the black sun and black snow and how it had all changed them. "The key was in there somewhere, but where!!!", he told himself.

Meanwhile, small fights began to break out between the dragons with dragons and humans with dragons. Dweud continued his research, certain that was the key to solving the disputes.

Then he saw it, clear as day, something so small inside them that was affected that allowed the change.

All he had to do was be able to access that same thing inside and the changes could become a reality with the focal point of a jewel, and the diamond was for his clan, as each clan would have their own gem.

About this same time, his wife laid a beautiful nest full of eggs. He was so very proud of them an her.

The Irony of life can be very cruel at times and a nasty winter came that year, no matter how hard the mother's worked, most of the eggs died.

Only one, very strong egg and finally a hatchling tp be. survived for their parents. Dweud and and his wife treated it and loved the egg as the most precious thing on this earth.

Months later the egg finally hatched,"It's a boy!!!! A boy!!!", Dweud exclaimed!!! "Oh dearest, dear, my sweet mate, can we name him after my lost brother, Gareth?", he humbly inquired. Happiness filled her being and answered, "I can think of no more noble or wonderful a name for our son".

Young Gareth grew up brave, proud and strong and loved his family and his clan very much, having a very very strong sense of honor.

Dweud, in the mean time had perfected the transformation magic and some other interesting things he did not tell the other clans about and so then the humans and the dragons began to pick eligible females.

Sadly, Tragedy after tragedy struck as the union was unproductive, so Dweud went back to work..looking for a catalyst.. and he found it....the key lay in the dragon's blood itself.

If a human mate were to be able to take his blood and bond, becoming his wife, the way other dragons had done it for centuries, then she would alter inside and make her able to bear hybrids.

Again, to their dismay, not only were there no children but this form of boding killed the women too! Tensions began to arrive and no women would volunteer anymore.

Finally, one day, a head strong young warrior woman stepped out amongst the crowd and into the lands of the dragons, addressing the current king him self.

"I do not fear death. What is good for our kind is of most importance to us and I wish to be your mate." ,she said in a defiant determined tone, with long blond flowing wavy blond hair, a muscular lean body and well proportioned breasts.

"I am a warrior, excellent at the use of blades, bow, and any other weapon you give me." she continued.

Seeing her so set and determined, her big blue eyes casting a reflection of the setting sun, the clan leader of Ai, and the current king of the dragons, (white/ice clan), and the current king of the accepted her.

That night, when most were asleep, she followed him to is resting place and home. "We must share each other's blood. You understand this, correct?

You also are certain of the, because this may kill you." he reminded her. Kneeling before him, she stroked his flank and he turned towards her, then she rubbed his snout, as if memorizing every inch of his skin.

She then took out her small knife and cut her wrist, and when the blood began to flow well, she offered it to him. Hesitatingly, she was so strong and beautiful, he lapped up her blood from her arm. He smiled nervously, "Just under my chin is the only place any blade can cut me, but it will never be very deep, we are a strong race and do not get killed very easy.

Ai, Current King of the dragons and leader of the Ice clan:

Cut me, please, right there.", he directed her. Leaning up, towards and into his neck, she made a quick deep cut, for his skin was thick and soon, drops of his blood began to flow and she placed her self right under where they would fall, cradling into his neck, allowing his thick blood to flow into her mouth, again and again and again.

Musing at the way she touched him and how she felt, he thought, "I could really love this woman.... if she survives."

Darkness enveloped both of them as they both fell down, almost comatose with their dreams filled with things indescribable and their minds and bodies began to change.

Awaking the next morning, both of them were in human form. She had survived!!!"YOU'RE ALIVE BEAUTIFUL BRAVE ONE!!!" , he exclaimed and then looked down at himself, apparently the opal gem for transformation had also been triggered in the night and found himself as human.

Suddenly his mind was swamped with memories that were not his.. over and over as he held his head tightly.

The memories of all his ancestors flooded him all at once and he had to focus to clear them out for the moment to sort through this later.

This never happens with dragon pairings. Yet, as with other dragon pairings, the urges of a man became strong and hungry as he was now fertile.

He looked deeply into her eyes, which now were the color of white and the pupils slightly elongated.

She rushed to him to aid him and fell over a rock..and the landing should have ripped her let open, didn't... her skin was as tough as a dragon's.

Falling into his arms during this he held her close, looking into her soul and he knew she was his mate and he loved her and she loved him beyond anything every known before.

Leaning in to kiss her she returned it and the love and magic they made right then and there was indescribable.

They were mated, the first Dragon and human pairing.

Walking out, hand in hand among the other dragons... awe and shock was in their eyes as they made way for the new king and queen.

Walking from the dragon territory, they then they walked into the communities of the Celts, met with the same reaction as that of the dragons.

A new age had come. Lust and greed has a way of working into a man and a dragon's heart, especially if you can read thoughts.

Reali Nedduwl, the leader of the leader of the mind control, purple clan:

Reali Nedduwl, the leader of the Purple clan saw and felt this, so jealousy and bitterness filled his heart.

Centuries passed again and the Ai, the white clan leader and the King, spent those centuries with his human wife, Cariad, as she had also gained the life span of a dragon too.

Bearing him twins after about 200 years or so.

Life was good then, until whispers of unrest settled in, amongst the dragons.

"Why does he get to have a human wife and the rest of us don't?", were the whispers.

Unknown was the fact that there had been several other successful dragon/human parings, but it was kept quiet for political reasons that would soon turn against them, unknowingly.

Finally, the uninformed general consensus was that those children were abominations! Of coarse the twisting of thoughts from a dragon able to read minds and control minds helped a great deal, he wanted to be the new king.

It was in the late 1800's now and the dragons had moved to a distant area of Alaska, relatively uninhabited in the area they lived.

Cariad had started a foundation in the U.S. with several branches to help find mates for the other unhappy dragons.

She was only trying to help. The exclusive orphanage was for girls only and called, An Oath to the Future Foundation.

Mean while Gareth had grown all these years, strong and full of hope, like his father and was secretly trained in all the magics his father had discovered.

He also had the A Diamond half circle of the crescent moon embedded into his neck.

Transformations was easy and so was the magic. Every thing came easy to him.

One night, His father sent him on a mission to go back to what was now Southern England and retrieve the clan's crest.

He flew long and hard finding it and flew back, thinking on his new brothers and sisters just born a hundred years ago and how happy they were as a family.

As he was flying home, thinking of his happy family, his mother and brothers were taken captive by assassins, demanding his father turn himself in or they would all die.

Rheali Nedduwl , leader of the mind control, purple clan, had taken an innocent child from a distance away, controlled his mind and used the magic from himself to transform him to look like the kings human form.

Cariad had welcomed him in his human form and made wonderful love to him.

Waking the next day to find her husband in his natural form glaring down at the two of them.

She quickly turned to the side, to find his physical form returned to his natural state and she saw the young man as he really was! Grabbing the blanket they had just shared, she covered herself in shock at horror. Looking into her king's eyes, they begged and she said, "Oh no Ai!, NO! He was you!

He looked like you, and talked like you, everything! Please you have to believe me!!! He came to me as you and so I was with him, thinking it was you.!!!!!".

Laughing out loud, the boy/man in his natural form, but still under the control of Rheali Nedduwl, began to laugh out loud.

"That's not what you told me last night my pet. You were tired of mating with an animal and needed a real man and that he sickened you. You all but begged me into your bed.".

Flying into a rage, roars of the mighty king could be heard for miles and told her, "Get out of my site you filthy whore. You want a human? Go, go then and have your fill! you and our offspring are banished from here forever!"

Tears flowing from her eyes and down her eyes, she wrapped herself in her her blanket, gathered what she could, tried to find their twins.

Having no place to go, so decided to go her main orphanage branch, An Oath to the Future.

Meanwhile, the uproar was spreading like wild fire and Gareth's father was ordered to stop all experiments and destroy his workshop.

Then all his research was issued and told were treason to the king.

Now, this only meant on thing, death for Dewud. Rheali Neddwl wasn't just content with that though, he wanted a full war and any memories of these times erased, He ordered that Gareth's also secretly be killed and their home and all his research destroyed.

Flying back, Gareth landed just in time to see his father turning himself in and then viciously being torn to apart, and then his mother, brother's and sisters came next.

Gareth came barging in to fight them without thinking, but there were too many and his belly had been slashed hard by a fluke talon, just missing more severe damage.

His mother was screaming while being ripped apart, "RUN GARETH, GET OUT OF HER NOW! YOU ARE THE LAST OF US. GOOOOOOOOO!"

Then silence was only heard after that, he did as she had ordered hem to, as he knew they were all already dead or dying, and left.

She watched him go, and that made everything alright just her throat was ripped open.

Gareth kept seeing his father's dead mutilated body and that of his little brother's and sisters and his mother dying over and over.

They were the last of the Guleuo, as he knew if the clan head had been killed, the rest of the clans death came before theirs.

They were the masters of silver lightening and now HE was the last of them. He didn't know where he was going, he just flew and flew and flew, clasping the family crest.

Passing England, Europe and then suddenly turned south into Africa. Finally giving into his sheer exhaustion, he landed, almost crashing in forest. he landed, almost crashing in forest.
There everything hit him and he realized how totally alone he was and for the death of his clan and his parents, brothers and sister.

Sitting there, just like that he cried and cried and cried.

Ai, King of the Dragons and Leader of the Ice clan:
​

Cariad, the first woman to bond with a dragon, Ai's wife:​

Rheali Nedduwl, leader of the mind bending clan:
​

 

[xeo-wizzard]

Gareth Goleuo, son of Dweud
Last of the Silver Dragons,
Masters of Lightning and Magic​

As Gareth burst through the canopy of clouds sunlight flooded him with warmth. He was excited to be home and eager to see his family again. He had anticipated his return through the long trip home, the images of his family's welcome already played through his mind. His mother would be the first to know through her intuition. Her joy and relief at his safe return would play out long before his wings would be seen on the horizon. With the The Goleuo clan crest tied between his horns he would decend triumphant upon the family nesting grounds. His father would swell with pride at the sight of his eldest son's success, his brother would greet him with playful headbutts as he stretched himself up trying to make himself look as tall as his older brother. His yearling sisters would screech with excitement as they chased each other in circles around him and occasionally nipped at his legs and tail to get his attention.

This pleasant image of reunion with his family would soon be dashed to pieces. As he approached his home he quickly realized that something was wrong. A group of Pedwar clan dragons surrounded his family's home, their red scales gleaming harshly against the grey mountainside. As he quickened his pace he felt a sudden pang of fear, he saw his father in the center of the Pedwar clan members. In a blink the angry red dragons lunged forward, ripping and tearing without mercy. Gareth's heart skipped a beat as the horrible events ahead of him continued. The murderous Pedwars turned their attention to his mother as she tried desperately to shield Gareth's young sisters from harm.

Two of the younger Pedwars filled with bloodlust leaped for his mother's exposed neck, but in a blinding flurry of silver and talons his younger brother appeared in defense of his mother. His wild and furious slashing was enough to fend off three more of the younger Pedwars, but to Gareth's horror an elder Pedwar charged blindly forward and trampled his brother beneath him. Gareth felt his building rage fill the very air around him as storm clouds began filling the skies. He dove angirly toward the ground as his mother was pushed back to the opening of their home. His sisters scampered into the shelter of the cave, cowering in the darkest corners of their home and shook with absolute fear. The Pedwars pushed forward again forcing his mother to slash desperately at her attackers. In an act of desperation she shot upwards catching her attackers off guard. This sudden movement left the cave unguarded leading three fireballs into the open cave.

Gareth felt his mind snap as the terrified screams of his sisters revirbirated through his head. His mother continued to claw in desperation at her attackers, but It was obvious she had no strength left to fight. A pair of red flashes appeared behind her and before she could react the merciless agressors had savaged her wings sending her crashing defensless to the ground. Gareth channeled his rage into the angry storm clouds and dove through the sea of red wings arriving just in time to push the tide of red away from his mother. A massive bolt of lightning followed his decent and exploded around Gareth and his mother scattering the tide of crimson claws into a panicked retreat. The visions of his dead family flashed through his clouds in his mind as anger blinded him to the danger he was in. The world had slowed around him and he charged forward posessed by rage. His strikes seemed slow and methodical in this strange reality. He dodged the enemy attacks with ease, their bloodthirsty slashes were far too slow. The shock had pushed him the brink of sanity and he began to laugh hysterically as he landed savage strikes upon the enemy with inexplicable efficiency.

His mother's voice brought him back to reality. Her cries sounded distant at first, but once his sluggish brain understood what he heard the world snapped into place. Free of the bloodlust trance he quickly realized what extreme danger facing him. Gareth dodged jets of angry flame and flurries of talons. As he turned toward his mother a streak of red caught him off guard. He moved at the last moment but the talon found him, a deep gouge stretching from his scaly chest down his belly had narrowly missed his femoral artery. His mother's screams became frantic at the sight of his injury. "Gareth get out of here! You are are the last Goleuo! You are my only hope! Fly away! GO NOW!" Her words pushed him fully back to reality. As his mother disappeared beneath the furious slashing of twenty red claws Gareth shot upward, tears mixing with the torrent of rain that drenched the roost he had once called home. Several of the his enemies attempted to follow him, but in the heavy rain their fire was useless. Gareth's rage flared once again, It was obvious the blood-drunk Pedwars would stop at nothing. He felt a surge of pure hatred as he pulled the electricity from the looming storm clouds and released it in a blinding fury of lightning. He channeled his anguish into every bolt, in a few short seconds he was the only dragon in the sky.

Gareth beat his wings fiercly through the night as his greif began to grow heavier on his heart. He remembered visiting the golden Aur clan as a youngling and thought he might be able to find sancuary among old friends. As he approached the Italian coast however he was chased away. The former allies scorned him, calling him a murderer and traitor. Gareth felt grief and anger encompass his mind. His family had been murdered in cold blood. Fellow clans had betrayed him twice and now he had nowhere to call home. Defeated, he drifted south across the African continent until he crashed to the ground from exhaustion. He plodded along a vast plain dragging his aching wings behind him. Gareth headed toward a range of mountains hoping to find shelter. A herd of antelope had stopped to drink from a stream ahead. The sound of water awakened the pangs of thirst and hunger within him. He rushed forward to lap greeedily at the cool water. When he had sated his thirst he lifted his head to a curious scene. The herd of antelope stood still around him, the sight of a dragon had frozen them with fear. Gareth almost laughed as he thought "Stupid animals.", his current state of brooding had twisted his mind to dark and cynical humor. He tore eagerly into the frozen prey, devouring six of them before the herd bolted, the attack somehow freeing them of paralysis.

Unknown to Gareth, a shephard boy resting nearby had been watching the hasty meal. At first the boy thought it must be the sunset playing with his eyes, but once he realized what he saw was real he slowly felt his body succumb the the same terror that gripped the Antelope. His mind screamed for him to run but no matter how much he willed his body to move his muscles refused to move. The monster finished its meal and washed itself in the stream before spreading its huge wings and flying toward the mountains. When the it's terrible wings had faded into the distance the boy felt fear release him. He remained still for several minutes trying to recover from shock and disbelief. When his senses finally returned he found himself bolting up and running faster that he had ever run before. He could make out the distant lights of his village in the twilight. A few minutes later he would rush into the cheif's home breathless and full of fright. Children were known to tell tales, but when the elders saw the look of horror in the boys eyes they realized some part of his story must be true. Meanwhile the boy's heard of goats wandered into the open field, several of them curiously nuzzling the large scores Gareth's wings had carved into the soft ground.

 

[WhiteTiger]

Gisele Manon​

Hiding in the closet, trying not to make a sound or even barely breath, Gisele watched the police and other official people come in and put a cover over her mother's head.

She heard the words, "Dead", "prostitute and "overdose", but that was all she could make out.

All of four years old, she was terrified.

Surviving on her own she was used to as her momma was usually gone, having men over or on that stuff she put in herself with a needle.

Getting her own food by begging and managing on her own but at least her momma gave her a place to sleep.

She had a nice corner she made for herself on the floor from blankets and pillows she had pulled out of the garbage and she loved her corner on the floor.

She just turned around and faced the wall, pulling her pillows over her head when her mother had"guests" over.

Now, trying to understand the meaning of the word dead, she had a feeling she wouldn't have her nice little corner anymore.

Others came in and put her mother's rigid body in a bag and zipped it up and took her out.

"I will always remember her name and the one day the stuff she put in her arm wasn't so strong and she told me her real name and about my father. That wonderful day, I learned my mother's name was Megan Ellis and that her grandmother had moved over here from islands far away called England and a small country there called Wales.

That means my whole name should have an Ellis in it too, but her grandma had married a man from here, so my whole name is Gisele Manon!", she thought to her self as she continued to listed.

"My dad, she had told me came from a country far away in a continent called Africa and a country called U gan da...U ganda...Uganda", she said repeatedly in her head that day, just as she was now.

She had told her that she was growing in her when he left, but she never told him.

Not able to take the stuff she puts in her arm or her way of making money by having "guests" coming over or out on the street, he left her and returned to his home and never told her his name.

That is all she knew at four years old, or would l ever know, until much later in her life. Mixed blood she was, that little country called Wales, French and Ugandan.

For some reason, her mother never took her out in public and she suspected why.

Besides it ruining her chances of making money, people always stared at her black skin, but with long black straight hair and most of all they stared at her eyes.

People told her mom it was creepy, those silver eyes with the black part in the middle more long and thin than others.

Sometimes Gisele wanted to rip her own eyes out for being so ugly but now, alone, she would need them to find a new place to sleep and find food.

Finally everyone left the room and she sneaked out and just stood there looking at everything, as if trying to memorize it. So tiny, skinny and frail looking, she took her final look and walked out the door and closed it behind her, never to see it again.

Getting used to living on the streets was a little tough at first, but finally she found a nice little spot in an alley that was partially covered, which helped protect her from the rain.

Begging for money and stealing occasionally she was well accustomed to.

Finding more pillows and blankets in people's garbage, now all she had to do was find a covering to make the top and the sides, using the back wall of the alley one wall.

Finding some sheet metal, after walking all day, she carried them back.

Surprising herself, she couldn't believe a small girl like her had the strength to carry them all the way into the city and to her new home she was building.

Falling down occasionally, on her or while away begging, she would put it back up and lived like that through the cold winter and the spring and the fall again. A year in time had passed in time when one day out on the street, she looked at a finely dressed older woman and asked her for some change or a bit of food.

Stopping in her tracks, the woman looked at her and froze, then a broad smile appeared on her face as she knelt down to her height.

"My sweet little darling, are you all alone? Where are your parents dear?", all the while staring into her eyes.

"Umm I am sorry mam, am I in trouble?", she asked. "I am all alone. I have no parents anymore."

"Did anyone every tell you little darling, you have the most beautiful eyes dear", the kind lady asked. "Ummm no mam, my momma, when she was alive hid me from people because of them.", she said and looked down in shame.

Replying to her, the nice lady said, "She did? That is shocking! Your eyes are amazing! ", pausing, she then continued, "So you are all by yourself you poor sweet thing? What is your name little one?"

Looking at her, she said,"Yes mam I am. I am not sure how old I am but I was four when my momma died and a whole season has passed since then, but I do well for my self. It wasn't much of a change before she died as to now except I don't have my corner on the floor any more, but I have made a nice home in an alley and my name is Gisele, Gisele Manon.", she said proudly.

"Dear, I run a special place for little girls that have no place to live. It is called and orphanage and it is the finest orphanage ever. You will never have to beg for money or food or sleep in an alley again. You will always have food and nice clothes and be happy. You will also get the chance to meet other friends and have other kids to play with and we have tons of fun, great things to do there too.", she said excitedly.

Scared a bit, Gisele had no idea what she was talking about and felt confused but she was pretty sure she was asking her to come with her.

Backing off a bit, she said, "Mam, I don't mean to be rude but I don't understand what you are talking about and I am scared. I am good here and at taking care of myself."

Replying to her, the fine lady said, "Indeed you are and I think you are a big five years old. Would you like to just come visit for a little bit and I will bring you back here when ever you want! I promise."

Reluctantly Gisele agreed and was led, actually holding the nice ladies hand, which she had never done before, and was led to a very fine looking car.

Her hand felt warm and it made her feel good.

Never having been in a car this nice before, this car was beyond anything she could have imagined.

Getting in, the nice lady, said, "My name is Ninon Regine. I am the director of a very fine, in fact the best orphanage any where and we have homes all over the world that gives wonderful homes to beautiful little children like you. The foundation is called An Oath to the Future. I know you will love it there, just take a look around and tell me how you like it, okay?"

Pulling into this gated fancy house, Gisele couldn't believe her eyes.

Often in the garbage, when she was looking for things, she would see magazines that have pictures that places like this and she sat there with her mouth open and then the car stopped and men opened the doors and she climbed out.

Walking in to this huge three story, elaborate home, they were suddenly past by boys with pretend laser beam guns, playing and as they walked, looking both left and right she could see rooms filled with huge jungle gyms, toys, video games, computer, a class room and oh so much more.

Walking all the way back, they entered a room finely prepared and filled with tables and the smell of fresh baked good wafted in the air and made Gisele feel hungry. "Gisele dear, are you hungry?", Ninon asked.

She answered by simply nodding her head.

Nodding her head just lightly at the staff, a man came to the table and said "Good morning Ms. Regina. How may I help you and this lovely young lady today?".

Ninon, answering said, "Oh goodness, I have already had my lunch but this lovely young lady is quite hungry. Will you please bring us some French onion soup to start with and then Croque Monsieur (the name for an open-faced ham-and-cheese sandwich dipped in egg.), and for desert, when it is time, please bring the little princess here a Chocolate mousse."

"Yes mam, of coarse, I will bring it right away.", he responded promptly.

Being so tiny and living off garbage for her whole life, the dishes presented before her were like a dream.

She didn't even know how to used a knife, spoon or fork or even how to eat.

Seeing her hunger, elation and distress, Ninon, looked at her and said, "Relax my dear.", smiling and went about showing her patiently how to eat.

Amazed by herself, eating bits and pieces of scraps and garbage all her life, she managed to get down the ENTIRE meal and even the chocolate mousse, which she liked best.

"Do you feel better now my dear?", asked Ninon.

Nodding yes with a huge smile on her face, Ninon then asked, "Would you like to see where your bed room and bed would be if you chose to stay or even live here with us?".

Getting on an elevator was another first that kind of scared Gisele as she felt her stomach drop, but then the doors opened into a long beautiful hallway and they walked through, passing beautiful rooms left and right.

Stopping about half way down on the right, she walked into this beautiful plush room and looked at Gisele, "If you like, you may stay here and this room can be all yours."

Nodding yes passionately, Ninon remembered to remind her by walking over to the plush bed filled with fluffy pillows and thick rich fluffy blankets and then invited Gisele to sit next to her on it.

"Now I know you are used to sleeping in corner and on the floor but here, we would never let a precious child do that. Here we give the best money can buy to all our children. No more sleeping on the floors or corners for you, but instead a huge beautiful plush bed and bedroom all to yourself." Ninon told her and got up and pulled back the thick blankets and motioned for Gisele to come over.

"Go ahead, crawl in and lay that precious head of your on these fine pillows.", she said and Gisele did as she was told, never imagining anything could feel so good in her life.

Covering her up, and tucking her in, smiling, she said, "Do you like the bed? Please dear, if you do, do come and stay with us for a few days while you make up your mind."

In Gisele's mind, the answer was already clear, she wanted to be here and live like this.

"Ummm Ms. Regina? I truly love this place. It is like a dream. I have already made up my mind. May I stay here with you and at this house?", she asked,

A huge warm smile crossed Ninon's bright face and leaned in to hug her warmly, "Of coarse you may, little princess, but, I can tell that you need a bath little one. Have you ever had a bath before?"

Gisele lowered her head and shamefully shook her head and said, "Ummm Ms, Regina? I don't know what a bath is."

"Well we will fix that.", and called in one of the servants and told them to prepare her a bath.

Being led to a different room at the end of the hall, Gisele picked up the sweetest scent in the air that she would later come to know as strawberries, and was let into a luxurious bathing house with a huge tub, tons of toys and bottles of things, towels a the tub was filled to the brim with loads and loads of BUBBLES!!!

Leaning into her, Ninon said, now you can't very well have a wonderful bath with your clothes on and started to help her out of her shirt when all of a sudden, Gisele started freaking out.

"What is the matter precious. No on is going to touch you or hurt you, I promise. Trust me, okay?"

Flashing before Gisele's eyes was the time that her mom, when she was still alive had to bring her with her on one of her jobs to earn money and the man with her took them both into his car and while making fund of Gisele's eyes asked, "Hmm..interesting a child freak and a momma whore. How much for the two of you."

She was only 3 at the time, but her mother seeing this as a chance for more money gave him a price and then took them to a hotel and while she sat in the chair, looking down, heard her mother and the man.

Then the man looked at her and said, "Your turn, little freak!", with an evil grin on his face and ripped off all her clothes and threw her small, frail body and raped her repeatedly while her mother sat in the chair, putting more of that stuff in her arm and calmly allowed it to happen.

Later he threw a towel at her, as all her clothes had been ripped off and said cover your freak body and walked them out to the car and dropped them off in a dark alley, where no one could see them.

Bringing her into the present, Ninon looked at her seriously and asked,

"Did your mother or her "friends" touch you in ways that hurt you or make you do things that involved your mouth or your girl area or your bottom", pointing at each one without touching her.

Ashamed and scared, Gisele simply nodded yes.

Ninon looked her straight in the eyes and said, "Look at me darling, what happened to you and what they made you do is not your fault and is wrong. Here, no one will EVER look at or touch you in a way like that again. Here you are safe, I promise. Will you trust me to help you take your clothes off slowly and safely so you may crawl into the warm water filled with strawberry bubble and play with the toys and let us wash you? We will have to wash you in those areas as everyone need washing everywhere, but it will not hurt you, but instead will be fun."

Slowly, a bit at a time, her clothes came off and she was led gently into the warm water and oh how wonderful indeed it was as the attendant in the bathroom carefully washed her for the first time in her life and she has so much fun splashing in the water, the bubbles and playing with the toys.

When she was done, she was led out and dried, then handed A BRAND NEW SET OF CLOTHES for her, just for her as she looked up at the lady in awe and took them.

Not needing help in getting dressed, Ninon then led her to the elevator again and went down stairs to meet the other children.

There were tons of kids of all colors and every once and a while she thought she saw another child with eyes like her too.

This was her new home and she spent the rest of the day making friends, playing, eating dinner, bathing again and dressing for sleep.

Finally she was led to that plush bedroom and that plush bed and pounced on it giggling and stuck under the covers all cozy, while Ms. Regina tucked her in, read her a book, which was new to her also about imaginary creatures called dragons and then kissed her good night.

Soon after, clean, exhausted, happy and full, Gisele fell into a deep, deep blissful sleep.



Back in the days when Cariad had fled her husband after being tricked into the arms of the orphanage society she had started, she was in mourning for days upon days.

Those days soon became months and she and seemed lifeless. Anger built up in the minds, eyes and hearts of the supervisor's and staff and within a few generations, pure hatred for dragons was all they felt. Keeping this a secret was their top priority and had known about non only Cariad's children but other hidden successful matings.

Cariad, with the life time length of a dragon herself, filled with loss, one day just disappeared and was never heard from or seen again, taking the twins with her.

Remembering that there had been other successful pairings, she knew hew children and the others would be able to find human mates and live a normal human life.

The more down the line these union occurred, generation to generation, the weaker and more diluted the blood of the dragon would be in them.

The only way to tell such a descendant child from such ancestry anymore, was in their eyes and is rarely seen.

They each have the color of the clan member they bonded to and a slightly longer, thin pupil. Gisele's eyes like this were particularly and unusually pronounced, showing a strong dragon presence in her blood, thus giving yet another hope for what had now become a secret society of Dragon Slayers, under the disguise of an elite, high ranking and prosperous orphanage.

Here they took in all kinds of children, but secretly, their true goal was to find those descendants. Gisele was one of them, unknowingly. In the mean time, while Cariad was in her almost catatonic state, vials and vials were taken of her blood and stored.

With the advances in science, they were able to make a chemical duplicate of her blood and kept hundreds of them in storage.

Once and a while a child about to turn 18 and ready to enter the world as an adult would disappear and all the children and the staff were sad, saying, "Poor child must have not been happy here. We did all we could but they ran away anyway but they knew they gave them the best they could and would be fine as young adults and do well in the world."

Little did they know these young teens that had disappeared were taken into their underground training facility and if they had enough dragon's blood in them then they would survive taking the elixir and go on to receive the hard, severe training as a dragon slayer.

Others, who did not have enough died and were simply disposed of. Gisele could never imagine why anyone would run away.

Here she got everything she wanted and an extensive education and always stories filled with dragon's, evil beast of lore and fancy that stalked humans, had no soul and killed with no conscience or remorse.

Years passed by quickly and soon, Gisele, a blossomed beautiful young lady who would soon turn 18 herself as the others, on their guestimated birthdays.

She so loved birthday parties and it was always someones here but she was also nervous about leaving to enter the world too, but she would not run away like the others, she would get everything set up, have a job, an apartment, a car and everything in line and tell everyone how much she loved them, giving them a proper farewell and would promise to visit them often.