End of the Worlds

Illusions of Safety





Standing in completely male naked glory, was he, with eye dazing black wings out stretched reaching the ceiling of the room while chestnut brown hair went down in a long French braid just brushing his tail bone almost sensuously if it wasn’t for the blood that was dripping off the weapon he called body, and what a finely toned weapon it was. Guards kept running in throwing everything they had at the young looking man whose ice blue eyes pierced through each one of those so called guards, it didn’t take them long to figure out the thick leathered jeweled collar that was usually around his neck was in the detached arm of the foolish girl who thought she could tame this beast. The same ice blue eyes shimmered with rage while the walls began covering themselves in a layer of frost, crackling over the windows the glass itself shattered outward as the ice stayed solid in place over it. His ruby lips curled back showing off an impressive set of four sharp canines, slightly pointed ears were alert and attentive as he slowly moved for the door blasting everyone back and creating a huge opening to leave. Though he didn’t get more then a few feet before spelled ropes wrapped themselves around him anchoring him to five different men coming from all directions. The women in the castle were hurried off far away from the out of control man who could lash out at anyone at anytime, though the spelled ropes were seemingly enough to hold him still at least. Screaming was all over as shouts for the collar rang through most clearly, the collar kept his powers under check but they still had one more thing to threaten him by and it was why he didn’t leave, couldn’t afford to have someone threaten him with it. That is…until some one sent electricity down the ropes taking him down to his knees, pain shot all over while his wings were being crushed to his back and the metal hooks on the ropes dug into his blood painted skin … all bets were off now.

Letting out a roar full of rage, the whole castle shook while invisible power swept threw it, someone just released the dragon. And he was out for blood.


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“What do you mean his courtship time is up are you sure they came looking for Drayden? I mean this Drayden of this court? I forbade it he goes no where! He’s in deep punishment for the slaughter of an upcoming Red Priestess!” The guard shook his head at the kingdom Queen, every time he came to collect Drayden the Prince of Pleasure and Violence the Queens would throw a fit and think of any reason to keep him longer that is if he hadn’t slaughtered the whole lot of them for abusing him and his powers. “What you don’t understand Lady Daphne is that I don’t go by your orders I follow my Lady’s orders and that was to retrieve Drayden and bring him back to her court by tomorrow evening and I would wish to do that shortly if you will.” The Queen stared at the guard grumbling under her breath, “If looks could kill I swear…” Shaking her head Lady Daphne turned to her Master of Guard barking orders for a team to brag Drayden to the back of the castle evacuating everyone away from the area as they prepared to transport the beast. The guard gave a toothed smile before hiding to the back of the castle mentally wondering why Drayden didn’t destroy this whole province as he was given the chance freely.



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It took five guards with spelled poles of fire that connected to the also spelled leather collar with its five thick steel spelled rings, two on either side and one in the back. Six more guards surrounded him as they walked down the huge corridor; two of the guards had spelled holy arrows pointed at the muscles of his ebony wings ready to fire at any movement. Lastly the other four had spelled chains connected to rings which had been spelled into steel clamps that ran along the upper muscles of his wings. The chained beast wore fitted black trousers and a blue shirt that was made for his winged back, no jewelry was allowed accept when asked by his escort to wear some but the holes for earrings could be seen on his pointed ears with light blue scales covering the backs of them, it was the only thing that gave way to his true form besides the pointed glacier colored nails that never seem to break. His eyes kept to the floor, tired of the beatings and yelling for punishing some bitch who wanted him to seed her unwillingly, he took his lineage to heart and no one could take it away or make him share; NO ONE. With these thoughts once cobalt eyes began to lighten to their dangerous counterparts of ice blue and his pupil began to grow thin and long like a poisonous snake’s.


His kind was deadly and uncontrollable but it was never supposed to be like this, in times back when Brileearin were friends with Cyprarul and Fyrinaia the animals that had human qualities mated with humans who then created a new species on which humans were born with animal qualities. There were three kinds of them; one had features and the ability to use their animal sides, one had no abilities on their animal side just features, lastly the most dangerous the ones who had features and abilities plus the added bonus of turning into the creature to do some massive damage. Once Brileearin realized the other two were using their creatures to create weapons and pets they cut themselves off and all of were left turned into pets or slaves to the rich humans. This is where Drayden came in from, he was that rare kind that could become the demon that lived under his skin and WOULD use it to do massive damage to any and all when provoked. His mother was a white winged maiden of the White Priestess Coven who fell in love with a Black Priest who had been hiding his animal counterpart by removing the parts with surgery. His father had spawned five other children all from different women and all males each varied widely in age, it didn’t matter Drayed was second to youngest he was snatched away from both parents at the age of three when his powers exploded a lake into pointed glaciers and since then had been trained to serve in Cyprarul.


He couldn’t remember his parent’s face not that it would matter now, he was owned by the head queen of the Cyprarul Realm or World and given out to hard to handle Province Queen’s as gifts but really she hoped he would bring down the whole Kingdom or even he is sometimes given to smaller ruled areas like the District Queen’s Court with females who treat males like dirt just to put him on edge and finally when he had enough leave the place in frozen embers. Drayden shook his head the long braid that hung in a tight French braid swung with the motion causing some of the guards to growl in warning. Soft clicking caught his pointed up as placid cobalt eyed looked over catching the green eyes of a cat female being forced to walk on her hands and knees while being dragged from collar to leash by the Queen’s daughter. Snorting his rage began to twist in his wings, the cat was a pet to the little brat he’d seen her before tying up the humanized feline while she played. The feline had golden curls pulled into bushy pigtails behind her orange colored furred cat ears and yet barely looked over the age of ten about to become too old for the twelve year old human soon, the clicking had come from the clipped claws of the feline’s paws she must be able to control her transformation so only the paws would come. It made him sick thinking to all the humanized animals that got killed because the children got too old or bored with them.


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When his eyes caught hers she almost stopped in her place, her senses screamed danger knowing he was a Prince no matter what title the humans rather call him by, powers alone say Prince add to the fact what was his animal side and there is no other exception any other one like them would know and recognize what and who he was. Lowering her head as the guards had let out a growl. Those men scared her once they tried raping her for wandering away from her Mistress, it had been her first day here and only six years old, she was to be trained to worship her Mistress and to appease no other before her unless the Queen spoke otherwise. Glancing back at the male who was being escorted away she stopped breathing deeply in the scent of him committing it to memory until she could see him again. She knew she looked young but that was what she had been bred to look like, a living doll, in reality she was sixteen. Upon the trained abilities to obey her Mistress the young Mai, she was trained to protect and fight for her in which came in handy only three times in her life here though one was for herself. Shaking her head the feline’s long orange short furred tail hit wagged in anxiousness the bells that normally hung from it had been exchanged for pink bows today and her outfit was that of a doll’s. It was a female’s sailor suit but instead of blue it was a baby girl pink and the skirt barely hid her butt from view, the massive pink bow above her tail maybe it look like it was actually on her tail while the pink bow at the end of the V neck line barely hid her bust from view.

Sighing she couldn’t help but feel this was her place and wondered what kind of world the Prince must live in, did their Queen fear him? ‘Does Mistress Mai even know him; she didn’t acknowledge him so probably she did not. From the looks of the guards when we showed up it seemed like we weren’t even supposed to be here. How dangerous could one male be to need that many guards…?’ Sighing heavily once more she became ripped back to reality of Mistress Mai yanking on her leash. “Come ON Mickey we haven’t got all day!” Mewling in response Mickey began walking with her mistress once more and before turning the corner got another glance of the Prince.


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His delicate ear twitched as the Queen’s daughter was yelling at the feline to hurry on up and a sharp clank of metal hitting metal. Though speaking of the cat that was apparently named Mickey if he had heard correctly, what an odd name for a cat…must have let the child name her then, she seemed oddly interested in his being. ‘Oh well, curiosity kills the cat.’ Drayden smirked with a shake of his head knocking his oddly cut bangs out of his eye sight. He was told they looked like upside down slopes, they were probably right, the bangs closest to his ears reached his chin then made a dive upward until the bangs ended at the sides of his chestnut colored eyebrows. When they stepped outside the smirk on his devilish face widened greatly, “Ah so Lady Katherine sent her dog to come get me did she.” The guards themselves were a little bewildered that only one man was waiting to take the beast off their hands, when it takes at least seven to handle him. “Yes Prince Drayden that is true.” The playfulness in his brown eyes didn’t hide the amusement as he looked over the weapons that were holding the black winged being in place. “Detach those from him at once. He is no longer your problem, go back to your families and grant yourselves lucky you still live today.”


“But sir he’s too dangerous to just be let loose like that!” The main guard was just centimeters away from releasing the spells that he would hope knock the slave out so no harm COULD happen. “Gentlemen I do declare I can handle the dragon well enough.” Some gasped not realizing he WAS the slave that held a dragon lineage. Drayden just stared idly around memorizing the surroundings, not caring that the dog was coming closer sniffing his wings over. It did bother him when that same dog reached up and pulled a black feather out of said wings. “Fuck off dog!” His growl rumbled in his chest while his cobalt eyes went to ice skipping the usual descend through the blue colors. Yet the dog just played with the feather which was slowly acting like it was on fire before it turned to ash, slipping through the dog’s hands and returning to the earth. “Now, now reptile, you don’t want to misbehave now do you. I was going to let you fly back to home if you were good.” His amused smile was perverted to say the least any other time Drayden’s eyes were steadily cobalt even if he was enraged, but lately some of the dreams he had brought the eye change on more so then any other time. He could always feel when it begun, his skin would cool down then the veins under his skin felt like ice water was flowing through them normally that’s were he stopped at not wanting anyone to see even partial to his dragon change, the feathered wings on his back were from his mother’s side though not the color but they could change to those of his father side. Shaking it off the two just stared each other down before the dog backed off against a tree staring at him with those damned amused brown eyes.

Drayden understood the moment he saw those amusement filled eyes why the dog had been sent and was so cocky to be handling him, the stupid bastard wore the pendant that each Queen wears which was heavily in tune with the collars of their court slaves. The dangerous part of his own collar was the two hidden thigh collars that were unmovable on both his upper thighs and the two hidden collars on the upper arms that were also unmovable. Why they are the most dangerous parts is kept a secret unless needed to know otherwise, slaves should be lucky to be alive after a day anyways. No they were dangerous because if one collar could bring down any man and most animalistic people with just a flicker of their ruler’s thought just think of the torture four more of those collars would do, he’s had all five since his first transformation which was after bringing a rather large Province to the ground in crushed ruins. Knowing his anger and if he made it past the pain of the neck collar choking him, the arm collars sending ripping pains to his heart and lungs and then lastly the thigh collars sending knives to his groin and knee caps, IF he made it past all that and transformed the collars would explode back lashing to the pendant wearer that was in tune at the time. Lady Katherine was in full knowledge of all that information and yet had disregarded it and sent her Master Guard; a furred eared, fluffy tail wagging DOG to control him and bring him ‘home’ it was completely insulting to say the least.


His eyes threatened to turn ice blue as he watched one by one the guards shakily undid his locks, their fear egged him on to attack but those primal instincts wouldn’t be enough to actually make him do it. Instead his eyes stayed at a sky blue color darker then ice but lighter then his normal vibrant cobalt, his glacier colored nails flexed at they backed up the arrows still pointed at his wing muscles. Turning he followed intimidating with his eyes like a lion watching baby deer as the guards made their way back inside the palace, after they went in brilliant cobalt settled back into place as his eyes swept back over to the dog. “Why did she send you?” The ground out question was rough as he hadn’t used his voice in a while which put his temper back on edge, he hated sounded weak, especially when he most certainly was not. “Now Drayden no need for anger Our Lady Katherine wanted to make sure you had a comfortable ride back.” He had stressed the our too much for the impatient beast and Drayden took a threatening step forward his wings stretching out making him seem much bigger then he really was. “Drayden…” The warning was associated with a flicker of pain directed explicitly at his groin region which in turn made the male blink in utter surprise of what the dog dared to do.


Now he was no monster as many played him out to be, Drayden could spin fairy tales of pleasure that would make a women soak her panties and humping the first male she saw to get relief, as he could also play the complete gentleman and escort doing what one wishes of him. He knew how to please his Queen and everyone in her court male or female, how though was a complete rubix cube for most. It has been known he could whisper so sensual you would cum from just his words; men had been known to be found in at their post panting on the ground with cum soaking their trousers, while women had been known to be found thrusting their hips into the air at nothing screaming as their bodies but came and came until exhaustion forced them to pass out. With this said cobalt blue eyes eyed the yellow dog guard, canines were lucky, they were so stupidly loyal that they could rise in status as this one had so obviously. “Shall we go Drayden?” His finger touched the pendant hiding in his white button down shirt; he didn’t bother wearing armor this time as the reports said the beast had been oddly tame for the last week or so. Drayden’s shoulder muscles twitched wanting nothing more then to separate a rather empty head from a muscle rippling body, the nerve of this ass licking dog try and hurt him to make a point. “We better.” As his lip curled up in a sadistic smirk the humanized dog was reminded how much animal this male truly was as two sets of over sized pearly canines glinted at him a glacier colored hue set deep in the center of each.