《I, the last black dragon, 6 year old. (TOME 1 of the TIAMAT'S WARS SERIE)》Cuddle
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I'd wake up with a growl of Demodragon...
I didn't get hit this time... I can see why...
Hirrax lay against me, her head under my wing.
"Mother, cover me a little longer..."
Then she opened her eyes...
"You!, You!!!"
Furious and embarrassed:
"Not a word!"
She straightened up, visibly in better shape.
She started flapping her wings. "Mm-hmm. It's nice to feel the fresh air and the blood flowing in the wings... Don't you?"
Visibly embarrassed: "Yes, Sir!!!"
"Show me around now that I'm in good health..."
She wasn't really, but she resisted the pain.
I respected her choice and decided not to say anything so as not to spoil this important moment for her.
She walked in a familiar way and, apart from her colour and a few details, she looked a bit like Argentrix. She had the same eyes and the same twinkle in her eyes.
I began to have doubts...
That's not possible...
Still...
"General, do you have any memories of your mother?..."
"Why this question all of a sudden?"
"Nothing, just a detail..."
"No, Ivan... Just a lullaby, a melody when she hatched my egg. "
"And would you recognize it if you heard a melody?"
Hirrax: "Without a doubt! Do you have any leads?" All excited.
"I can't promise anything, it's probably a mistake..."
Tears flowed: "I want to try everything! Even if I have to turn heaven and earth..."
She took my front paws and held them tight. "I beg you, Ivan..."
We walked through the maze, watching the waterfall and the abyss with an impenetrable jungle at its bottom.
We couldn't go in because of our Kaiju size.
Everything was ten times too small for us, I would say 20 times too small...
I said, "You understand, General, our problem..."
She scowled:
"Hey, there's no one here, you can call me Hirrax, can't you? Aren't we that good friends?"
And she grabbed one of my white heads and gave me a tongue cleaner.
"Mmmhhh pphhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Then obviously satisfied: "Fresh breath!!!! Ice cold breath... Hm I love it..."
"My gener..." PAF! a kick : "HIRRAX!!!!"
Her legendary anger wasn't for laughs...
"You're mine and you're my thing!!!!!! ok????"
I looked down, "Yes, my..."
She was posing angrily again, but her pats were weak, I knew she was at her wit's end and she was making unimaginable efforts to keep her face...
"HIRRAX!!! I care a lot about you and I'll do anything for your support but be careful, you've just recovered a little. "
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And I support her by the shoulder, so she doesn't collapse from fatigue and pain.
To her surprise, I took her mouth and with my red head I blew mana so that she regained her strength.
She then wrapped her two front legs around my neck.
"AGAIN!" She moans.
Then she pulled herself together and lowered her neck.
"I've gone too far. You're... to me the perfect dragon... the one I've dreamed of since I was a little girl."
Then she started crying
"Your heart is already taken... Sniff..."
I had my head tilted, not knowing what to say.
"Hirrax, I care for you but you should know I have two eggs my wife is incubating. I'm officially married..."
The dragon replied: "Yes, but here you're reincarnated... It's another life, sniff..."
But before I say anything
"Ivan, let's run away together, to another world... just the two of us..."
I began to roar and the whole cave shook.
Hirrax became frightened, trembling at my power.
The roar was like a cannon shot, explosive as a lion's roar.
I turned to her, visibly angry...
"Are you crazy or what?????? DEMODRAGON is here! "Love shouldn't make you lose your mind. It's your head that's in danger of rolling on the ground..."
I'll hold her close to me, trembling...
She realized my strength and the difference between me and her... For the time being...
Hirrax: "I... I will..."
"Shhh, he's behind you..."
Demodragon: "What's going on here?"
His spider eyes saw everything and his invisible, but astral webs could hear everything... even a whisper...
"Master Demodragon... I must reduce our size. We can't do anything like this..."
I was trembling with terror just thinking about it.
Demodragon: "Do you want me to cut you into small cubes? No problem. "
Hirrax knew Demodragon was a sadist...
"And you, General Hirrax, mistress of the fallen and incompetent... You are incompetence itself.
I'll give you a lesson in recall too.
And you will be taught the same lesson as your little protégé... Ha, in your condition, what do you want to do?
Ah yes, if you want to fight me, I've got some humans to swallow, I'll give you some to take back..."
She looked at me: "You won't let it happen?."
But she saw me curled up in a ball, squealing in terror: "Not the spider...Not the spider...."
She looked at Demodragon again...
"What have you done to him?" "Monster! Tiamat had said to leave him as he was... And see what you have done to him!"
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Demodragon: "Oh, look what love does... What a despicable feeling...
Know, General, that your protégé is like himself: a coward, paralyzed by fear and death... He hasn't even done anything yet to protect his family, which is headed for tragedy... even though he's been given a second chance.
He only works with brutal stimuli. The stick...At least the stupidest of dogs understand the stick when they can't even distinguish the carrot.
But come to think of it, you're trying to corrupt it with your snake charm too. As one myself, I can see through your plans...
Would you want to run away and leave mother to her fate? I see a traitor, incompetent, half weak who has no ambition to make up for her shortcomings to be a demon rag and a dragon towel. Instead of being 100% demon and 100% dragon and turning that flaw into an opportunity.
Hirrax, you're just a mama's girl, a crybaby like your weak and pathetic "friend" Ivan. You're a menace to the infernal army, and your legion of outcasts is nothing but a laughing stock... It's because of commanders like you that the legions of Beelzebub have dropped us seeing how pathetic you are.
A few less legions would be better and you would at least serve as a food supply for the elite troops.
Now fight for your life. I will personally see to it that Ivan becomes my image, or at least a good physical support for me."
Hirrax: "You're the traitor! You spit on Mommy! That's why she hates you!"
Demodragon: "I love to be hated, it's a sign of respect for my power. And know that I am not afraid of her at all. Especially now that she's sacrificed 50% of her power for you, Ivan...
I think you owe her and I have no fear of that, but you, Hirrax, you wanted to save yourself? Abandon mother?"
Hirrax: "I love MOTHER and it's despicable to use her as a bargaining chip."
Demodragon: "Enough talk... ... REVERSAL OF REALITY!"
The area, filled with his mana, had become a demonic field. The astral manifested itself and Hirrax had before her a giant spider-snake. The whole area was a spider's web.
She was struggling and entangled in this death trap.
She turned to me, "Come on, Ivan, do something."
Me, weeping and terrified, curled up in a ball: "He's going to devour us.... MOTHEEEEEER! MUMMM!!!"
I was interrupted by a slap from Hirrax: " Together, we can kill him!! but I'm too weak for now.... You have the strength and I know how..."
Meanwhile, Demodragon had stretched steel mesh over us and pulled. It was like a tool to cut French fries. Or wires to cut butter into latticework.
Demodragon : !! "TIC TIC TAC TAC TAC TAC! You were complaining about being too big, so I decided to help you by cutting off what was sticking out... Beat me or fall through the cracks...
You know, Ivan, you won't die while there's still a piece left. I'll mosaic them with canvas later... Sometimes I make mistakes between neck and tail. I've never been good at puzzles...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, Ah yes, you can yell at mom, the demon field doesn't let out prayers and cries of distress...Ah, yes, if you survive, take this ordeal as a lesson...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."
The razor-sharp wires were coming down slowly but surely...
Hirrax was feeling trapped, desperate and I was on the verge of collapse...I was crying.
Hirrax: "Damn it, Ivan, don't you have your eggs and a dragon to save? Well, two dragongies???? Pull yourself together! I'm begging you..."
I came out a little and watched the dragon begging... It broke my heart... as much as the poor humans slaughtered in front of me...
I couldn't do it, I couldn't do it anymore... I didn't do it...!
I'm going to die anyway...
So, gathering my energy of despair, I asked: "Tell me what to do..."
Hirrax: "You're a hydra! Hold me tight as if we were one. Careful, it's not what you think, though."
She was blushing, dying for me to "serve" her, but this was neither the time nor the place.
So she leaned against me: "Ivan, I am you, I am part of you, We are One!"
I did the same and said the same thing, and the next thing I knew, Hirrax was gone, as if swallowed.
But my main head was the black one, the head of the dark dragon.
And to my astonishment, the red head was occupied by Hirrax.
I managed all four heads, but the body responded to Hirrax.
Hirrax: "GROAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR...What power!!!"
Then she turned to Demodragon.
"You will pay!"
Demodragon laughed: "Ah, at last he understood how this body works... the stick, always the stick!!!!
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