Monstar Saga: Exiled

by Eden Redd

  Kavan’s eyes darkened.

  My parents always said I had an ambitious streak. I was always challenging myself to do better. As far as I can remember, I always pushed myself harder. I had many friends in school. I was the center of attention and many of my friends looked up to me.

  I was having a good life, until that one moment where I went beyond my limitations.

  There is a climber’s mountain in the park we used to visit. For years, I watched other campers go to it. It was named Devil’s Talon, for obvious reasons. It is meant only for experienced climbers. Over the years, I had seen people make the climb and dreamed of doing it myself.

  When I was fifteen, I left my family’s cabin and hiked to the mountain. I had all the gear I needed, even though I had never climbed a mountain before. I was filled with so much confidence, I couldn’t imagine it being as tough as many climbers said it was.

  I began my climb in the early morning light. I thought, even if I made it halfway, it would prepare me for the next time we came to stay at the park. I was only going to spend a few hours climbing and come back down to surprise my family.

  I didn’t account for the morning dew on the rocks. I was nearly to the halfway point, my mind focused on climbing as high as I could.

  Kavan let out a small exhale.

  My hand slipped on a rock. My pack was too heavy. I fell. I just remember pain and tumbling. At some point, my pack was ripped off my back. When the tumbling stopped, I was on my back, surrounded by tall trees.

  I laid there, in the brush and among trees, most of my bones broken and bleeding. I thought that was when I was going to die. I could only move my eyes and I looked to the side to see my backpack, twenty feet away. My cell phone, rations, water, and first aid kit were inside. I couldn’t move to get it. I just laid there, thinking I was going to die and no one would know until it was too late.

  I was there for three days. The bleeding had slowed, but my body was so broken, I could only endure the pain. The nights were freezing and I shivered in pain. I would have died from thirst, if not for morning dew and drops of water falling into my open mouth.

  I could hear animals inspecting me and moving away. I prayed that they just stayed away and didn’t try to eat me. Fear turned into rage after a time. I tried to move and push past the pain. I had to try to get to my pack. I only managed a few feet a day before I passed out. On the third day, I was so close, I could win. I could beat death.

  In that moment of rage and torment, I made it to my pack, opened it and pulled out my cell phone. I made the emergency call, marked my location and passed out.

  Kavan’s eyes took on a hint of sorrow before he began talking in a low tone.

  “Everyone was surprised I was still alive. Doctors did what they could to repair my body. I was told after every surgery that I would be limited in movement and may have some kind of pain for the rest of my life.

  “My parent’s insurance would not cover any surgery to repair my scarred face and body. They only paid enough to make sure I didn’t die. When I was ready to go home, my parents spent every penny they had to try and make my life livable and normal.

  “I went to school and the many friends I had begun deserting me, one by one. They shunned me because I was fragile now. I couldn’t participate in sports. I couldn’t do much of anything with my broken body. I spent the rest of my school years alone.”

  The dragonkin swung his legs over the side of the bed and simply sat. “What no one ever talks about when you suffer a life changing and traumatic event is you're still the same person inside. You still have ambitions, desires, challenges, and goals. Since as far back as I could remember, I wanted to change the world. I wanted to become someone great so I could help others achieve greatness. It may sound cliché and stupid, but it was me. I never wanted a simple life. I wanted to change the world.”

  Kava blinked as he looked at nothing. “I learned a lot from being disfigured. As time passed, I understood what it meant to be a monster in other’s eyes. Instead of it dragging me down, I embraced it and it spoke to me like nothing else in the world ever did.”

  Kavan dipped his head. “My parents did the best they could, but they were older parents. My father passed away when I was twenty-one. My mother passed away last year after I turned twenty-three. It was then when I was truly alone.”

  “Your desires and ambitions are not stupid. They never were. There is nothing wrong with wanting what you desire,” Viz said with an understanding tone.

  Kavan nodded. “You’re right, but now I have a second chance. I can live the life I always wanted. I don’t have to go back to my old body. This new one is amazing. I’m starting to make friends. I…” Kavan trailed off when he thought of Onka.

  “The people you knew before were never your friends. If they were, they would have stayed by you. As for Onka, if you both are truly friends, she’ll understand and remain at your side.”

  “Maybe with time, I can tell her everything. I just can’t do that now. This world is still alien to me, and my past from Earth would only confuse things further.”

  “Kavan, as I said, I’m here for you. Anytime you want to talk, I will always be here.”

  “Thank you, Viz,” Kavan said with a small smile.

  The sound of a door opening downstairs touched Kavan’s sensitive hearing. He listened as bodies moved through the house and to the stairs. It sounded like an army pounding up the stairs. The floor creaked from the many feet and something slithering down the main hall. When they reached the door, the knob turned and the door opened.

  Onka, Nava, Healer Soki, Mayor Sunaxe, and Durzol stepped in. The small crowd looked at the dragonkin sitting on the edge of his bed, a small smile showing.

  Soki was first to slither across the room while her hand dove into her medicine satchel. She pulled out a potion as she slithered up to the dragonkin and eyed him. Her other hand reached up and touched his head, fingers gliding along scales and inspecting him.

  “Nava told us what happened,” the mayor spoke up. “Thankfully you survived and weren’t dragged away. Dreggers often do that once they take the fight out of their prey.”

  Onka crossed her arms. “Kavan still had plenty of fight in him,” the goblin smirked.

  Soki gave a small nod. “It looks like your natural regeneration has healed some of the damage. I don’t have to tell you to be careful, but you should be careful.”

  The naga handed the potion to Kavan, “Drink this and it should heal the rest of the damage. Potions like these heal physical damage to a degree. You still might have some headaches from taking a few blows to the head. I’m ordering bedrest until tomorrow morning.”

  Soki reared up a little and looked at the small crowd gathered. “Someone should stay with him for the night just to keep an eye on him.”

  “I will!” Onka, Nava, and Durzol said at the same time.

  The goblin, siren, and orc looked at each other with wide smiles.

  “I really don’t need to be looked after,” Kavan said.

  Onka stepped forward from the group, “You’re my responsibility. I volunteered as your guide to Moonvale and I should be the one to watch over you.”

  The goblin turned on her heels and faced everyone gathered. “If no one objects?”

  Durzol grinned. “No objection here.”

  Nava’s eyes narrowed. “It’s fine, for now.”

  “Fine for now?” Kavan whispered to himself.

  Soki touched Kavan’s cheek and he looked up to her. “Please, simply rest. We can’t have our magistrate unwell now, can we?”

  Kavan nodded. “I will follow the healer’s orders. Thank you.”

  Soki pulled her hand from his cheek and patted his head. “Good patient.”

  The naga turned to everyone with her hands on her smooth hips. “Kavan needs his rest. Everyone out, except for Onka.”

  The Naga turned her gaze to the short goblin, “If his condition changes, come get me right away.”

  “I
will,” Onka said with a strong nod.

  Soki began waving her hands at the group, “Everyone out. Come back tomorrow.”

  Mayor Sunaxe and Durzol gave Kavan a hearty nod. Nava had a cheery smile and waved. Healer Soki moved to the group and helped shoo them out of the master bedroom.

  The sound of bodies moving down to the main floor and out the door filled the home. When the door was shut, the house grew quiet again.

  Onka looked at Kavan with a wicked gleam in her eyes. “Alone at last.”

  Kavan uncorked the top of the potion and began drinking. Warm liquid filled his throat before he swallowed. The warmth spread across his stomach and healing energy crawled to small aches and pains.

  “I’m going to check your cold chests and see if I can put a meal together. I have to warn you, I’m a terrible cook,” Onka grinned.

  “I’m sure it will be fine. I can come down and…” Kavan was cut off.

  “Bed rest! Healer’s orders! Lay down and shut up,” The goblin said sternly before walking to the bedroom door, opening it and stepping out.

  Kavan stared at the door and nodded. “Yes ma’am.”

  ***

  The sun slid into late afternoon. Shafts of light beamed through windows and painted yellow spots on the floors of the almost empty farm home. A relaxed calm filled the home as two people sat on a bed upstairs.

  Kavan and Onka smiled at each other. Wooden plates laid on the bed with crumbs left over from their meals. The last hour was spent talking about the incident at the beach and the next time they go, they will be armed to the teeth and dressed in their swimming clothes.

  “I hadn’t visited the beach in a long time. I don’t know how Nava could be so far away from town, especially with dreggers around,” Onka smiled.

  “Doesn’t she spend a lot of time in the water? It might be safer, unless dreggers like the water too?”

  The goblin nodded. “They do. They can be on land and in water. They are often around swamps and coastlines. I’ve heard about them before, but never saw one in the flesh. During the spring and summer, they don’t have any hair on their bodies, but during fall and winter, they develop big, shaggy coats. If you want the warmest blanket for a long winter, a dregger coat is perfect for it.”

  “I may have to go hunting for a dregger when it gets colder,” Kavan laughed.

  Onka leaned on one hand as she looked at the bare-chested dragonkin. “Maybe we can both go hunting for one.”

  Kavan smiled.

  Onka caught herself staring and looked down at the empty plates. “Did you even know you had plates in your cupboard? These had a layer of dust on them before I dipped them in water.”

  Kavan shrugged. “Work and sleep are most of my days and nights. I still haven’t explored the house completely. I usually grab something from the cold chest and snack all day. It's easier than making a meal, not that I know many recipes.”

  The goblin’s gaze lingered on the dragonkin. “Rujin has plenty of recipes. He likes to share some of them to entice residents to visit his inn. Kazko can pour a great drink, but his food is not as good as his brothers’.”

  “I’ll have to pick up a few recipes from Rujin when I see him next,” Kavan said.

  The goblin’s large, ovals eyes slowly blinked. “Kavan, thank you for protecting us from the dregger. Thank you for protecting me.”

  “It’s my job as a magistrate,” Kavan smirked.

  Onka eyed him. “We both know you would have done it, even if you weren’t the town’s magistrate.”

  “Maybe,” Kavan said with a sly edge.

  A moment of silence drifted between them. The pair looked into each other’s eyes as a closeness formed a deeper connection.

  Onka’s gaze lowered. “Kavan, I’m sorry if I was prying too much before. I wanted to understand some of the things you were saying as we brought you back here. They were odd, and a little mysterious. I understand that sometimes we don’t want to talk about our past, especially the unpleasant parts.

  “I want you to know that I value our friendship. We can talk, or not talk about anything. I promise to keep it between us.”

  Kavan’s gaze took on a mischievous gleam. “Tell me something about yourself and I’ll tell you something about me.”

  Onka’s smile revealed her teeth and sharp canines. “I’m hungry and horny all the time.”

  Kavan let out a loud laugh. “I don’t think that’s much of a secret.”

  Onka kept her smile. “You didn’t ask for a secret. You asked me to tell you something about myself. Now you tell me something.”

  Kavan’s chuckles died down and he looked at the goblin with a straight face. “I don’t want to remember my life before I came here. Moonvale is becoming my home and I never want to leave it.”

  Heat touched Onka’s cheeks as she saw the pure truth in Kavan’s eyes.

  The dragonkin continued, “And I want to add, I too am hungry and horny all the time.”

  Onka barked out a laugh. A green hand reached down and swiped the bed clean of the two empty plates between them. The wood plates hit the floor with a small clatter as Onka hopped onto her feet, bent her legs and launched forward. Kavan’s hands were up, catching the goblin as she slammed into him.

  Kavan fell into the bed, Onka on him. The goblin looked down at Kavan’s arms as he held her. Heat rose up between them. Onka turned her gaze to Kavan’s yellow eyes and her body relaxed on top of his.

  Kavan held the goblin close, her body giving off waves of heat. It caused his own heart to beat harder. Before he knew it, blood rushed to his member and it thickened.

  Onka glanced down and back up to Kavan. “How are you feeling?”

  “Much better,” Kavan said with a gentle tone.

  Onka nodded before pushing against his chest and straddling his waist. “I can tell you’re feeling better.”

  The goblin began moving her hips. The push of Kavan’s dragonhood between them caused a sultry sigh to drip from Onka’s parted lips.

  “I think we should do something about the tension between us,” Onka said with a breathy edge.

  Kavan simply nodded.

  Onka rose up and pulled at her clothes. They came off easy, a shirt flying in one direction and her leggings flying in another. Kavan watched as she pulled off her small clothes and her scent filled his nose. He could taste the desire dripping off the goblin. She stood over him, naked with emerald green skin practically glowing in the afternoon light.

  Kavan’s hands slipped into his leggings. With a push, they came off and he quickly slipped out the rest. Onka looked down at his strong body and now free dragonhood. It stood under its own power, throbbing with pent up need.

  Onka ran her hands along her own curves, the mood reaching a flashpoint. Fingers slid over her own breasts and nipples. A drop of wetness fell from between her parted legs as pink flesh bloomed. The drop touched the head of Kavan’s cock and it bounced with a fevered need.

  “Remember, I’m here to take care of you,” Onka said with a sultry whisper before lowering herself down.

  Kavan reached up and touched her waist as she took hold of his member. She ran the tip along her wet valley entrance, massaging the tip along her engorged clit. Wetness bloomed, nearly coating Kavan’s member.

  The dragonkin let his hand glide along Onka's smooth skin. When he reached her breasts, thumbs slid over pert dark green nipples and the goblin shuddered. Kavan continued to enjoy her touch as she rubbed the head of his cock against her dripping slit.

  The heat grew as Onka whimpered. The goblin trembled as if she was trying to contain herself. With a small moan, she lowered herself further, Kavan’s cock pushing into her tight valley. Thick inches spread her inner world as she slid down, an inch at a time.

  Kavan let out a small moan of his own, watching the goblin sink down until his cock was deep and snug within her. For a small moment, he stared at her with a relaxed gaze. The goblin moaned her approval, barely moving on the thick member within her. P
rimal desires took over and her hips moved slowly up and down. The sight of the beautiful goblin fighting her own desires caused Kavan’s cock to harden like solid granite. He continued to run his hands along her body, touching and caressing her as she moaned.

  The scent of their union filled the space between and around them. It caused Onka to up the tempo, her hips slamming down on the dragonkin. Movements grew frenetic as Onka’s eyes rolled into her head. Her mouth hung open as saliva dripped from her lip and landed on Kavan’s stomach. He lifted his hand to touch her cheek and the goblin took his thumb into her mouth and gently sucked on it.

  The muffled moans grew as she sucked on his thumb and rode his lap. Thighs and knees worked, not allowing too many inches to escape her tight valley. Heated wetness flowed as the goblin squeezed Kavan’s member.

  Onka pulled her head back, Kavan’s thumb escaping her lips. She pressed her hands down on his stomach, her hips moving up and down. Her eyes rolling back into place, the goblin peered down on Kavan’s confident eyes.

  “This… feeling,” Onka whispered before her eyes widened.

  Kavan’s hand took hold of one of her bouncing breasts, caressing her pert nipple when Onka let out a ragged hiss. Her eyes once again rolled into her head and she shuddered hard. The scent between them changed, Kavan licking his lips as if to taste it from the very air. He watched Onka as bliss bloomed between them and wetness surged. Onka’s inner thighs slapped against Kavan’s hips as she repeatedly impaled herself to the hilt.

  “It’s… not… stopping,” Onka moaned as her body trembled, a string of orgasms blasting her nerves to glass.

  One of Kavan’s hands touched her hip and slid over her round rump. He enjoyed the touch of her smooth skin before taking hold of the curve of her hip and keeping her to the rhythm.

  Onka continued to move, driving herself on his cock like a mad goblin. A wicked grin formed as she shuddered from another string of orgasms. The air grew hazy between them, the connection blazing bright. Kavan’s hand tightened at her hip as his willpower cracked.