Gone Rogue

by A McKay

  The hallway was different thought, something was wrong. Then out of a room came a surprise. The queen stood there in as much shock as Slade was, both staring at each other.

  She wore a white dress that was almost see through that covered her entire body. Her hair was down hovering over her breast. The dress flowed from her to ground like a cloud. The sleeves stopped by her wrist and elbow by gold bands. The dress was tied in the front making Slade wonder if maybe the dragon had a girl side to her.

  “Human guardian, how dare you enter my mind,” Slade stared at her confused, how did he end up in her mind, he was trying to find an escape route not the queen.

  “Sorry, I didn’t know I could enter another one’s mind by this technique.”

  “You foolish human, the mind is the strongest thing out there; it is how some of us speak to each other. Most humans though are unable to reach this far, so how human, how did you reach my mind.”

  Slade was speechless, he watched as the moving air that for some reason came and blew at her dress. He had a feeling that he wasn’t sure existed, he never wanted to rip clothes off somebody this bad. His mind raced through thoughts of her power, power Slade wanted to make his own. He wanted to feel her power surge between his legs, he wanted to make her beg him to stop in pleasure, make the fiercest apex predator known to mankind beg for his manliness to stop. He wouldn’t though; he would just roll her over and taste her, taste the fire that flowed from her.

  “I don’t ask twice human,” Slade was lost in thinking about her in that way. He hoped it was one of those thoughts that stayed locked away from Phoenix seeing it.

  “I really don’t know,” Phoenix’s eyes intense, bringing a color rich in lust. Slade now knew she wanted more than an answer.

  “You have invaded my most personal depths and you act like a fool.” She edged closer to Slade, The heat of her body teasing Slade’s now hard erection.”

  It was as if she knew right there and then that he didn’t want questions, he wanted an answer for his enlargement. She started to walk around him, her finger edging around his body, making his skin go to goose bumps. She stopped behind him, smelling his neck. “Why human do you smell like a dragon in heat?” She said it in such a soft whisper Slade couldn’t stop his mind from melting his coat off his body.

  “Queen would you control yourself?” Slade said it hoping to offend or at least get the dragon to give him room to breathe different air. Her scent was an intoxication making his mind do tricks with his clothes, for now his feet were bare.

  “No guardian, your mind is causing this,” she backed away, but her shirt was starting to melt from the sleeves. Her skin starting to reveal itself with a perfect tan, “If you don’t stop, I will engulf you in flames like you have done to me,” she was literally smoking.

  A fireball formed in her hand, that for some reason made Slade feel even more lost in his need for her. Flames grew closer to her shoulders her dress almost ready to fall as she flew a fireball at Slade. Slade still stunned didn’t move as the flames engulfed his body. He stared at her with confusion, as the flames didn’t burn.

  He could feel his clothes burning off, “If you wanted me naked, you didn’t have to burn it off.” Slade couldn’t believe he just said that. Now he was sure going crazy, for why would he want a dragon, he was human, not dragon.

  “Stop it, you will not see me naked, your dragon smells will not entice me.”

  “I am human not dragon, you have to be smelling yourself.”

  She was cut off from saying something when the dress finally gave way. It fell to her side, and she just stood there.

  “The punishment for seeing the queen nude is hanging.” She screamed.

  “Oh, shut up,” Slade was then cut off as he noticed his clothes were now too burnt off. “The punishment for seeing a guardian naked is death, you bitch.” Slade then ran towards her. Phoenix didn’t hesitate and charged at him now.

  They collided, the queen’s claws slashing and clawing at Slade, Slade not paying attention to the claws swung at her. They punched, kicked, and jumped on each other. They started to roll on the floor still trying to kill each other for seeing each other naked. Then Slade’s hard erection rubbed against her clit, and he could feel her heat rising. The need grew as their bodies rose in temperature.

  Slade continued Phoenix’s momentum and he rolled her over on her back. Time seemed to freeze as their eyes met, her claws stopped and moved to the back of his head. He swooped his mouth down catching her mouth with the most heated kiss he ever felt. His lips making her lips open in a moan, her hands now rubbing down his spine making him moan in response. Without warning, she flipped them over so she was on top, his growth rubbing her, pounding to go in. Her mouth came down for a kiss her tongue sliding into his mouth. It first felt wrong, then it felt incredible, and erotic all at once. Apparently, her tongue didn’t change, as he could feel the barb ends that felt more like two tongue rings. Two tongues battled for control until she pulled away reaching between her legs.

  Slade’s head came up for a nipple on her perfect breast that made her moan as she started to stroke Slade’s penis. He could feel his release growing and he didn’t want the release yet. He flipped her over on cold hard floor below them. His face now was shoved to her breast sucking at a nipple making it hard like a pebble. He then went for the other nipple and sucked at that one making it like its twin. He kissed and suckled at each, his hands reaching for her enjoyment.

  She moaned in pleasure as his fingers rubbed her nub. He stuck a finger inside her and went in and out making her beg for more. He could feel the throbbing of his shaft and he wanted to feel her heat no matter how close he was already. He had to enter her. Slade moaned as he adjusted the tip of shaft just over her wet slit. He was about to enter and make her beg when water hit his face.

  His body shook and he was dragged off the dragon’s perfect body. He tried to fight it so he could make her know how strong he was inside her. Zach was trying to wake him. He was dragged across the hard floor, Phoenix growled for him to come back but it was too late he was on the steps and leaving both of their minds.

  It took a couple of blinks and water reaching his eyes to get him to fully awake, Zach yelling and shaking Slade to wake.

  “Fucker, wake up” another splash hit his face and Slade was fully awake along with his member. Slade stared for a while at Zach stuck between thanking him for stopping him from fucking a dragon, the queen or ready to kill him for interrupting the best sex he ever had. Surely, there were rules against guardians fucking other species. He wasn’t sure but he would be hung for fucking the queen. It would be wrong it would be hot.

  “You alright, you were really gone for awhile, what did you see?”

  “Trouble,” Slade just stared at him, “I mean I couldn’t find an escape.”

  Something tickled his mind begging him to come back. No, he said back to his mind. He now knew of the islands secret weapon. He knew of the weapon that would help him destroy them. The only problem was he wanted to protect the weapon; he wanted to subdue the weapon. Another weapon would have to be found, he wouldn’t use Phoenix for that kind of gain.

  They both looked at each other before they could hear the tower door open. Zach went quickly back to the other side of the prison cell.

  “Brother, you don’t need to follow me,” Phoenix voice echoed up. Slade took a deep breath; Zach stared at him probably wondering why Slade looked so nervous. For a second he wondered if he should tell Zach they were going to be hung.

  “Sister I am in charge of all prisons, even if you think they are the guardians that can reunite the two worlds.” Slade wondered if Gargan knew, was she going to skip the hangings and just have his head chopped off by Gargan’s axe. “If they run, then what?”

  “Then I have the strongest warrior I know cut their legs off.”

  “Shit,” Gargan said as they both came into view. He was about to say something, then he took a sniff, a sniff that Slade recognized.
Slade took a sniff also, and then Zach copied, for a second it looked like a bunch of dogs smelling food. “That smell,” he stared at Slade who was staring at Phoenix.

  Both their eyes met in a crash of eroticism. Gargan knew something was up but he couldn’t put a finger on it. “You were locked up, otherwise I would say you two have unfinished business.”

  “Yeah,” the queen spoke. Slade took a gulp already feeling the noose around his neck. “We tried to kill each other,” Slade started to feel sweat one his head. “He has seen my true self.”

  Gargan stared at Slade, “Human if you are sick, this offer won’t be good.”

  Everybody was staring at him waiting for a response, but for some reason he lost the ability to talk.

  “Sorry, he was doing pushups,” Zach said in place for Slade.

  “Slade, and Zach, we have a deal for you,” she paused and looked at both of them. If he knew that dragons could blush he would have thought she was embarrassed about what happened. He wasn’t that bad he didn’t think.

  He shook his head and stared at Phoenix, and his head twitched sideways, “If my instincts are right, he is dead.” For the first time Slade saw Phoenix take a big gulp. Slade now was even more confused, was she trying to protect him.

  “What instincts would that be?” Phoenix asked.

  “You will find out soon enough.”

  A pause of silence took place; Slade’s mind racing through the dream he just had.

  “Anyways what is the deal?” Zach asked not knowing of the things that were happening.

  “The deal is you live, but you will travel with us to the other land and open the portal once again.” Phoenix said, only to be added by Gargan.

  “Or die trying,” which came off a little too casual for both of the guardians taste.

  Both men just stared at her confused for a moment, “Guardian, you have been dreaming of this,” Gargan’s thundering voice echoed, “The portal is closed but, we have a small opening where only the most skilled can go through.”

  Slade held a scream of terror in as he for a minute thought Gargan knew about the dream. He now knew fear on the greatest level. What kind of punishment would he get for screwing the queen? His ancestors were surly looking down at him crying for his thoughts of the naked dragon.

  16

  After being released from the prison and ordered to wear different clothes, they walked into a blacksmiths shop. They almost ran back out when they noticed a ten-foot giant pounding on what would be a sword.

  “My Queen has sent you two,” the giant spoke deeply going on one knee. “Luther is my name.” They just stood there like deer in headlights.

  “So, humans that don’t speak, you first with the cold eyes,” He looked at Zach, and to say the stare of death came from him would be an understatement.

  “I don’t know,” Zach said back to the man.

  “I do know, come close, and let me examine you.” Zach hesitated at the request.

  Zach drew closer to the guy who was bigger than Gargan and Slade combined, the giant was dark as a good cigar; his baldhead was shining with sweat. The giant drew his hands one each side of Zach's head and took a deep breath. This causing me to grab the grip of one of the weapons he stood by. "You are skilled in shooting and hand to hand combat is not for you."

  "That is an understatement of the year.” Slade snickered. Zach gave an evil eye back in response.

  "You’re next," the giant approached Slade and just eyed him for a while and then put his hands on each side of Slade’s face. Slade could feel something invading a part of him, Slade could feel the giant invading his most deepest and secret thoughts. Hopefully he thought the giant wasn’t a gossip queen.

  "What do we have here,” the giant said, making Slade wish that he could hide something from him.

  "Yes, Luther what do we have there,” Slade had to ask. Zach was leaning back watching.

  "You like close combat.” Luther looked puzzled and then continued to study his arms. "Usually you wouldn’t be from that time, but I might have a weapon for you that will and can be used in today’s worlds." Slade became more intrigued in the idea. "First,” Luther went and drew a bow off the wall with a quiver. He also took what looked to be a hunting knife but three feet longer off the wall. "This scimitar can be used for anything in the right hand." Zach grabbed the weapon and weighed it in his hands then took the bow with the quiver.

  "Yeah this will work.” Zach stepped back eyeing his new toy.

  "So what you got for me,” Slade asked stepping forward the night becoming a little bit better.

  "I agree that knives would work, but I have something else for you.” Luther said, walking to a crate. Pulling out the crate, he opened it and carefully removed items out. “It was designed by the queen.”

  “What do you mean the queen made this weapon,” He asked more curious then a need to know.

  “The blades are of her claws and were designed to be worn by the queen on invasion, but alas I couldn’t make them heavy enough for her.”

  Slade almost threw the blades back. “They look like kukris to me,” He grabbed the weapons anyways, and soon regretted it. They were perfect, perfect weight, perfect length, and perfect shape.

  “You know your weapons, very well.”

  “Ha, Slade is wearing a girly weapon.” Zach mocked his brother.

  “Wait, what will the queen be wearing,” He asked while the giant handed him eight in total, one from each nail on her claw. He knew they were sharp for he slid them on the counter cutting at the metal table.

  “I am not done with you; you need a sword, but a mightier sword. I have something that will match the kukris.” The giant walked back to a weapon that was incased in a blanket. He unrolled the weapon, which was longer then the Kukris, and thicker. He knew it would take two hands to use such a blade, but something looked familiar about it.

  “A giant machete, is his other weapon?” Zach asked.

  “Yes, this was made from the Queens back claws melted together.”

  “Blacksmith,” He asked, “why are these weapons only made by,” He looked at Zach’s weapons, “they all are made of non-metal materials.” He knew there were metals out there that weren’t magnetized, so why wouldn’t they use those materials.

  “We believe in the power of the living, each of these weapons were made out of creatures that have died.” He stared at them, and continued, “Yours is made from the queen, and only she can decided who uses them, but with what I’ve seen in your mind, I don’t think she would mind.”

  “Enough said,” Slade said feeling like it was time to leave, “Let’s go get ready.”

  “Why, what did you see,” Zach asked.

  “Only a blacksmith can know,” and Zach sighed. “Your weapons,” he looked at Zach, “your sword was made from the death of the last stone guard captain, and you can tell your bow and arrows are made out of a tree, not any tree, but the tree of the elves. Both of your weapons,” He gestured to both of us. “They are meant to be worn by a guardian, and will only work for guardians.”

  “Sweet”

  “What about the queen, what does she carry?” He needed to know what they were capable of wielding. “You were only as strong as your weakest link.”

  “She already carries them.” He looked up from my weapons and the giant was already gone from sight. “Perfect,”

  ***

  The two guardians walked to the great hall that was straight in front of the main entrance of the backside of the kingdom. They walked in their older clothes both tugging at bits and pieces.

  “We look like retarded Robin Hoods,” Zach said while they stopped by the garden in front of the Great hall.

  “We do not,” Slade answered back adjusting his cloak. “I do think we will stick out, and not because of our size.”

  They both donned black boots with black pants, a white shirt, and black tunic with an orange crest on it. It was incased in what looked to Slade as a giant badge, but in the midd
le was a picture of the island and kingdom at night. The stars above the kingdom seemed to sparkle as if it was real. Then over all that, they had a cloak, that they had open and the hood down to show everything.

  It was night and it kept them cool, actually it was weird, the outfit seemed to feel like a perfect temperature, Slade was thinking magic, but didn’t want to say it aloud for he feared he would sound like an idiot.

  “I wonder why no one else has to wear this, Gargan is close, but he doesn’t have the tunic.”

  Slade looked up for the first time seeing that the garden glowed in the dark. “I have a feeling that this is from a certain legacy.”

  “No, you think it is that old.”

  “Not only old, but enchanted,” Slade looked back to the main entrance. “You ready to fill our fate?”

  “No, but let’s do it anyways.”

  Slade opened one side of the door of the great hall while Zach opened the other. Everybody in hall seemed to stop and stare at them as they walked forward. The queen and her brother were sitting at the head of the table with two open chairs next to them. Slade elbowed Zach who was staring at everything taking it all in and nodded to the open seats.

  “I never ate with dragons before.” Zach whispered to Slade.

  “You’re lucky they aren’t eating you.” Slade responded back which took the smirk off of Zach’s face

  The hearth at the side of the hall that could fit two people lying inside provided a warmth and scent of oak through the room. Three large and long wooden tables reached the length of the room hosted a well-crowed room. It amazed Slade as they walked past them that it looked of all one piece. Gargan and Phoenix were sitting in front of the group their table a little smaller but more decorated with gold cups, décor, and food.