Flame's rising (Chapter 1 of my second story of my Yu-Gi-Oh Series)
#1 of YuGiOh Series pt 2
He woke up. It had been ten years since he and his comrades had tested two able duelists, but they were now retired or close to retiring, as he was. He sat up and stretched, remembering that dream that was more of a nightmare about that eventful night. The night his arm and face was critically burned as he... The door slammed open as several members of the order he had left padded in, their hoods up, which he had asked repeatedly for them not to do, since he still knew everyone, but had not dared to breathe anything about that group, now that he had turned in his duel disk.
More of the clansmen filed in, hoods up, and they all surrounded his lavish bed, until there was no easy means of escape. He shook his head, knowing that when he was in that order, he was next in line to lead. Flame prayed this was not to reinduct him so that he could lead them. He had grown old, had no mate, and barely left his own little one bedroom home. The tiger watched as one by one, his old friends pulled back their hoods, all of them looking at him with sincere sorrow, his fears realized as his teacher, master, and leader had just passed. He popped his back and his burnt shoulder as he further awoke himself.
"It has come then, he has passed," he spoke softly, the gruffness of his voice toned down as he relaxed in his retirement.
A green dragon nodded in confirmation as she held up the sacred book of the order. Flamewarrior now knew that this was not just any grouping of his old clansmen, this was the elite members, the same he had led when he was instructed to offer membership. His last 'mission' was when he offered membership to that fox, who was runnerup in the tournament by the now dead Drake, obviously taken down by someone who was crossed by him. The tiger took out a cigarette and lit it with his little-known ability over fire, which he realized he gained from that time in his past.
"You all know that I'm retired, please do not place the burden upon my shoulders," he spoke softly as he took a drag from his last cigarette.
"Flamewarrior, it was in our leader's will that you take his post," the green dragoness softly spoke, nearly a whisper. The feline knew that if anyone was still a member of that organization by the time their natural life had ended, they were to have two different wills, one for the clan, the other for the public, whether it be friends, family, or well-known rivals. He also knew that book was just a cover, for it actually kept the previous leader's deck, which was rumored to be powerful, yet still held archaic cards, which was greatly favored amongst the group.
The tiger looked into the dragoness's eyes and saw hope, as well as sorrow, allowing the feline to softy speak, "Therena, you know that I cannot accept that role, even if it's in his will."
"Flamewarrior, we know your decision and would wish to honor it, but by our code, the code you took up, we must follow the will."
The tiger sighed as he stood up, his luxurious bed creaking in protest as he stood naked amonst them, shame not crossing his face, since they all knew how well endowed he was. He remembered spending his restless nights with them in an attempt to drive away that nightmare, his burnt arm and face reminder enough for him. He looked at the book again, knowing that if he accepted that role, he'd be in for the remainder of his life. He'd have to find worthy recruits to send for offered membership, should they pass that first test. He looked into each of their eyes, seeing old friends and open lovers.
Sighing softly, he knelt down and looked into Therena's eyes with compassion as he laid his burnt paw, an act they all knew that he was serious and had taken serious thought, no matter how short, to a very serious matter. He didn't move nor looked away, seeing a longing in the dragoness's eyes, a longing for an answer as well as a longing to be with the lover once more. He thought long and hard as to how he should put together his words, something they all knew he took time on.
"Should I accept this position, to lead you and the order, I have no wish to duel other than to test those who have passed the other tests and to see if they are worthy for membership. Will you accept these terms, Therena?" he asked softly, almost intimately.
"Of course, you are allowed to make your terms upon accepting the position you are pressed with. We shall neither force you into a duel to defend the order, nor shall we force you to relinquish your position should we find that you are not doing enough."
He closed his eyes to contemplate upon the matter, kneeling nude upon his king-sized bed in front of his old friends and lovers, their eyes locked on him as he pondered on whether or not he'd accept the position. It seemed to all of them, Flamewarrior included, that time had stood still as he pondered more and more before looking up to the green dragoness. He took in deep breaths, knowing that what was about to escape his maw was something that the others held their in anticipation and fear. None moved, the only sound was that of the tiger's deep, heavy breathing as he was about to voice his decision.
"Therena, old friends, comrades, lovers, we had better to start looking at a younger group of talent," Flamewarrior softly spoke, confirming that he had accepted his master's last wishes as his burnt paw slowly opened the book and picked up the old deck, knowing that this was now his deck, as was it his master's, and his master's master's, and so on. The order was over three centuries old, but were still considered legal and only altered when new rules permitted it so. The rest of the robed members let out a sigh of relief, as Therena let a few tears of joy roll down her scaly face.
Jane giggled alongside a few of her classmates as her elementary school let out, walking to her dad, who was waiting in the car for her. He had just gotten off of work and looked worn out, as he usually did these days. She got in the front passenger seat and slipped her bookbag into the floor board, buckling the seatbelt across her long skirt as she smiled up at the old fox. She enjoyed seeing her daddy, despite how tired he looked, knowing that her mother and uncle would have helped out if that accident hadn't occurred. The hybrid had moved on from that grieving process, but still felt that twinge of pain at how she had barely been scratched as her mom and uncle had protected her as the speeding car hit them.
She shook that memory from her head, relaxing as the car drove home, her wolfish tail swishing against the seat as she was always happy now, since she had friends and had made a new friend yesterday, a wolf/panther hybrid who was very skilled in the card game that she was learning quite quickly. She secretly clung to her father's deck that was in a holster under her skirt, smiling at feeling the old cards still there. She was surprised that, when they drove up and parked in the driveway, her father held out his paw.
"Hand it over Jane," he ordered softly.
"Hand what over, Daddy?"
"My old deck. You know the rules, don't go and pick up my old deck and duel disk, you know better."
Sighing in defeat, she handed her father's deck back to the old fox, then noticed that someone in black robes and a dark hood waited on their doorstep, intriguing her foxxy curiousity. The fox/cougar hybrid looked up at her father, seeing a look of seriousness painted on his face as he took his deck and hid it within his shirt. He opened the driver side door and stepped out, looking at the hooded figure as if he knew what the robes and hood meant.
"Here to recruit me again Flame?" he asked, almost as if he knew who it was. Jane grew even more curious and quickly got of the car to try and see under that hood. If her father knew who the hooded person was, then she should know too. The figure shooks it's head before replying in a feminine voice in a language she did not recognize.
"If you aren't Flame and you aren't here to recruit me, then who are you and why are you here? I doubt it's a social call." The figure pointed to the hybrid without averting it's 'gaze' from her father. The old fox suddenly went into a rage, swearing words she had never known existed or heard. The hooded one didn't seem to let the banter affect it and simple held up a green, slender, scaled paw, as if to ask for the deck he had just relieved Jane.
"You will NOT test my daughter! She barely even knows how to use this deck, much less play!"
"Then she will learn, as you have, as your friend, Spencer has, as I have, and as everyone who plays has," she audibly spoke, turning the formidable gaze to the cougar/fox hybrid, holding that scaled paw outstretched still.
"I gave up dueling to focus on my personal life. All I have now is my daughter, don't you dare take her from me!" she heard her father spat. Jane grew fearful now, frozen stiff by the eyeless gaze of the person under the hood.
"I understand your protectiveness for your daughter, and I'm sorry to hear that your wife and brother-in-law had passed under... painful circumstances. However, it is the order's new leader's wishes to test your daughter, to see if she has the same spirit and personality that to showed in the duel you shared with him. He has assured me and the other recruiters that if a child passes and wishes to gain full membership, that they will not be ripped from their parents' arms, until their sixteenth birthday. So do not fret, Jake, she will not be torn from you and thrust into a world so unprepared that she'd fall into despair. You still have eight years with her, unless by circumstance or fate, you pass to the other side, at which time we shall care for her and raise her, as well as teach her and send her to school."
She heard her father growl, obviously that last part hitting a very sensitive nerve. Even as she stood frozen with fear, her curiousity grew. She gathered the courage to look over at her daddy, seeing that he was looking back with sorrow in his eyes, not wanting whatever future was offered for her. Yes, she was eight now, but if she wished it, eight years from now, she'd be brought to whatever place the hooded figure dwelled. She saw her father look almost stricken through the heart, upon seeing the curiousity in her eyes and looked back to the hooded figure.
"Please, let us all step inside where you can explain what has happened and so that I can talk to my daughter in private."
The figure only nodded and stepped aside to let Jake unlock the door. Jane quickly grabbed her bookbag and ran inside quickly, not wanting to be outside a moment longer. She sat her bookbag against the wall and sat down on the couch, as she watched her father sit beside her and the hooded figure take the recliner, staring at them both behind that veil of darkness. She watched as the figure slowly took back the dark cowl to reveal a green dragoness, her scales shimmering brightly and her ruby eyes attentive to the surroundings.
"My name is Therena, and as you know Jake, I hail from the secret guild known as The Elementals. When last you faced one of us, it was with Flamewarrior, who's offer you turned down. In the past ten years, he had decided to retire from our clan with the intent on living out the rest of his life as he wished. Our leader, however, had just recently passed, and in his will left for the group, he wished to have Flame take his position. He spent some time thinking over this, then accepted the role thrust upon his under two conditions, one, that he only duel to give the final test to those who had made it past the other tasks and two, to start searching young.
"When we inquired further after the ceremony earlier this afternoon, he instructed us that if the CHILD wishes, they can be tested. Should they pass, they can take the offer or reject it, no matter the parent's decision. Should the child accept the offer, then he or she will be teached by their recruiter after school and be brought home before the sun drifts under the horizon. On summer break, the training hours will be prolonged, starting at noon. However, unless the child's parent or parents should pass due to unfortunate circumstances, then the child will be given safe haven within our secret walls, where they will be cared for, schooled, and their training continued. Our new leader already knows that if that should ever happen to any child, that it will be difficult for that child to cope with. He intends to be there as a counselor and as a foster parent for them.
When the dragoness finished explaining, Jane looked up at her father, seeing that he clearly understood. His gaze fell onto her, knowing that he couldn't talk to her in private about this matter, since it was fully explained to both of them. Though she couldn't comprehend all of it, she knew enough to get the idea. She looked back to the robed dragon to see that she was being stared at. She felt that icy fear begin to grip her again as she stood up.
"May I ask ma'am, why me?" the hybrid asked curiously.
"Because our new leader wishes to see if you have the same compassion, spirit, and skill your father showed him ten years ago. He sent me here to test you in a duel, since we have been keeping watch on your father and one of our scouts saw you dueling with another girl, a wolf/panther hybrid who goes by the name of Starfire, I believe. Someone is going to ask her to see if she'd like to be tested as we speak. Do you wish to be tested?"
She looked at her father, who said nothing. It finally clicked that this was a grown up decision she had to make, and she had to make it alone. The hybrid walked over to her bookbag and pulled out her father's old duel disk, knowing it was against the rules of the house for her to pull it out of the basement. Despite what her father said, she actually knew how to duel, since she had toyed with her mother's and uncle's card when she was about five. They now lay in her closet, out of peering eyes, since that accident. She slipped the duel disk on and looked at her father, who pulled out his deck and handed it to her, knowing it was now sentimental and she considered it an heirloom.
She slipped the deckbox back into the holster under her skirt before pulling the cards out and shuffling them, accepting the challenge. The dragoness nodded and stood up, reaching behind herself to pull out a peculiar duel disk, it was all black with little red triangles to show where the monsters are placed. Both of them shuffled their decks, then placed them into the deck holders, activating their duel disks and shifting the holoimaging settings to just images, nothing that could damage the interior. Jane saw her father stand up and walk to the kitchen to prepare tonight's dinner.
He heard the duel in the background, soft tears of personal pain matting his face fur as he prepared the chicken for the rotisserie, squeezing lemon juice over the chicken, then stuffing it with the squeezed lemons to give it more flavor. Jake felt that he was losing Fran and Brad all over again, only this time, it was his little girl. He kept telling himself that he would be able to see her after her training every night. How many more nights did he have left with her? Eight years worth? Just how long? Everytime he looked at his daughter he saw two things, the little, helpless, newborn he held in his arms the day she was born, and the faces of his two lovers. He heard the final move made, not daring to peek out to see who had won.
The fox couldn't bear it, he was already working paycheck to paycheck. Duelling only brought the bread to the table for so long, Spencer was a testament to that. Besides, Spencer had enough money put back to live on AND put his children through college, and knew that Spencer wanted one last run before he hung up his deck and duel disk. The vulpine glanced at the timer on the rotisserie and saw that five minutes were left and decided to prepare a salad. He fervently tried to wipe his tears away, only to find that fresh tears replaced them.
Jake felt the small paws wrap around his waist and knew that his daughter had passed that test. He only wondered if Jane accepted the offer, which only brought more tears to his already matted face. He finished making the salad and started preparing the table with his little girl clinging to his waist. He looked at Therena and gently pried his daughter off of his waist. The fox looked at the dragoness, seeing that she knew it hurt him deeply. His mind then quickly flickered to his old friend, what if Spencer and Beatrice died if Starfire passed and accepted.
"What if Spencer and Beatrice dies if Starfire passes her test and accepts the offer? What about her siblings?!" he asked bluntly through his tears.
The green dragoness held up her clawed paw and softly replied, "We'll take the proper care of them until they can live on their own, unless they show the skills and personality we seek. Our leader is focused some of the guild's finances into building a ward for the children of the family of the ones who are orphaned, doubling the hidden area as an orphanage. Flamewarrior has thought about every possibility and is preparing quickly for the unfortunate circumstances that could happen."
Jake let out a sigh of relief at that, then heard the rotisserie ding and went to check the chicken. Seeing that it was done, he put it on a platter and set it on the table, whiping away his tears again, finding comfort in seeing his little baby beside him. He looked at the recruiter, more questions at the tip of his tongue.
"Did she accept the offer?" he asked softly, calm once again.
"Yes, she accepted. However, you, as her parent, can choose where her teachings are. They can be in a secluded area, or they can be here in the home. Judging by how you wish to hold onto her childhood as much as you can, I'm sure that you'd prefer her teachings here."
"Yes, I'd be very appreciative of that. Thank you for letting me know this," he smiled and rustled his daughter's hair, getting a squeel of happiness. The dragoness stood up and bowed, taking her leave. The fox looked at his hybrid daughter, smiling happily at her, still seeing that little bundle of joy he held in his arms when she was born, tears of joy rolling down his face. He didn't like seeing his daughter grow up, but knew it would happen eventually, and also knew that she had to keep this meeting and her teachings a secret. He decided that he'd have to make the next eight years last and not go to waste.
Flamewarrior sighed and retired to his new sleeping quarters, knowing that several children were being recruited and had accepted the offer. He already recieved news about several hopefuls, two of them including Starfire and Jane. Both of them eight years old and using their father's decks, but from the reports he read, they had incorporated some other cards into those decks. The tiger made the quick assumption that since Spencer was going to another tournament, the wolf/panther hybrid built her own deck from the spares that were laying around somewhere inside that mansion.
As he walked down the dark, torch-lit corridor, he saw Therena walking toward him, smiling happily. He returned the smile and stopped her by gently stepping into her path. It had been five years since he had a good sleep, and the only way he could sleep is if he had a lover with him. He smiled softly at the beautiful green dragoness and caressed her scaley cheek. The feline was then assaulted with a loving kiss, something he hadn't felt for half a decade. He felt her forked tongue flicker inside his muzzle, causing a purr to escape his throat.
He reluctantly pulled away and smiled deeply into her eyes, seeing the heated fire that he didn't dare turn down. The feline knew how fierce of a lover she was, and she enjoyed everything they had done. Taking her clawed paw into his own, the tiger led the dragoness to his new quarters, showing the lavish rugs, fireplace, and eventually, the spot where they'd lay coupled together, the bed. The fireplace was already lit, thanks to one of the first year members as part of their duties before they turned in.
As Flamewarrior turned around to kiss Therena, he noticed that she had already stripped herself of her robe, exposing her white belly and plump breasts, the scales around her sex already wet, her arousal reaching his nostrils. He growled as his own arousal surfaced, letting her take the lead as his robe was pulled off, standing there as naked as his lover in front of him. He gently wrapped his arms around her, bringing her into a deeply rooted kiss as they moved onto the bed.
The covers sank as the weight of them both pressed against them, the lovers not breaking their deep kiss as the dragoness softly raked her claws through the tiger's fur, getting a purr in response. She wanted him desperately, but let him move at his own pace. The kissed for what seemed only like a few hours before pulling away, breathing deeply to regain their own breath. The feline smiled down at the dragoness warmly, lifting her up so she could envelope him in her wings, noting that she was wrapping her legs around his waist, hinting that she couldn't wait any longer for the love she missed and desperately wanted.
Unable to deny his lover what she desired, Flamewarrior slowly sank his now throbbing rod into her, getting a low moan as a small reward. Enjoying the warmth from her wings and her wet tunnel, he nuzzled into Therena's neck and causing her to purr in affection. He slowly sank deeper, purring as he pushed past the familiar weak resistance that was her cervix, hilting her gently. His emerald eyes locked onto her firey orbs, neither one of them exchanging verbal words, for their eyes said it all. They were in pure ecstasy, their eyes confessing their love for one another, yet also yearning for this coupling to be extremely hard, like the last few times before he retired.
Flame began to rut into her fast and hard, both of them groaning loudly as the lewd slapping sounds joined their vocals. The dragoness felt the wonderful pleasure within her build quickly, knowing that the tiger slamming into her was hitting the right spot with that spur of his, adding to the pleasure of feeling him slamming into her womb. She leaned her back, exposing her scaly neck, her eyes pleading for him to mark her as his one and only, knowing that her heat was dangerously close.
The feline gently bit into her neck, not wanting to break the scale as he gingerly suckled, causing her groans to grow louder as he felt her first climax of the night, wanting to be a gentleman and have her cum two more times before he finished. He closed his eyes as they rolled to the back of his skull from the wonderful pleasure of her cunny gripping his shaft hard, attempting to milk it for the generous amount of seed.
"Oh Flame, my heat's close and I want you to mark me. Please mark me and make me your own," she exclaimed, caressing the nape of the tiger's neck. The feline understood her demands, since it was by her custom that if she wished for a mate for life, they had to mark her neck upon the night that they confessed their affections for one another. This was that night, and he didn't wish to disappoint either of them. He sank his sharp teeth past the scales, tasting a small amount of her firey blood, his mind briefly flashing back to that night, but forced himself to focus on the task at hand. If he wished to make Therena his by her customs, then he'd make the mark noticable, and he would have to keep his fangs that deep until they both finished their mating.
Upon feeling the tiger's fangs sink into her neck, she cringed in pain, then realized that she came into season. She let her mind and her body enjoy the wonder rutting the tiger was giving her wet sex, feeling that spur graze across her g-spot, causing her to groan louder, her heat accentuating her pleasure. The feline sank his teeth deeper, tasting more of her blood and feeling her claws urging him to not let it go to waste, since it was a mutual exchange in her customs, plowing into her hot cunt harder and deeper, growling as he felt his load building too quickly.
Flamewarrior felt the green dragoness cum again, her walls clamping onto his meaty cock again, bringing him closer to the inevitable. He could only pound into her even harder, causing her to groan and tighten her grip onto the tiger more, using her powerful, slender arms and her strong wings, already knowing her last orgasm of the night was near. He couldn't stop ramming his hard cock into that dragon's cunny trying to arch his back as he neared the point of no return, about to breed this dragoness in heat.
They both simulataneously roared as they came, the tiger filling the dragoness' womb and Therena coating Flame's cock for the third time in her juices. Their crescendo lasted for several minutes before they both fell silent, the feline falling ontop of her, both of them sweating from the heated mating. The licked one another's muzzle in admirable affection when the scaled female pulled back her wings and rolled ontop of the tiger, a sly, toothy grin crossing her face as she kept the tiger pinned as she slowly pulled off of his cock, making sure her cervix closed tightly to not let any of his potent seed escape.
"I believe we both are still wide awake, my mate," she cooed softly, keeping the sly grin as she let her forked tongue trail down the male's chest and and stomache, letting it slide up around his meaty dick, tasting her own fluids, enjoying the sweet tang she knew he enjoyed. She heard him moan as she wrapped her tongue around his cock before she took it into her maw, suckling her juices off and ingesting it, purring at so much of her she swallowed and how much it turned her on. Yet, she was already spent and wished to pleasure him, and knew just how to do it, having a special surprise for her new leader.
As he moaned in pleasure, he watched as she began to deepthroat his wonderful ten inches of tigerhood, noting her throat bulging from taking it down that slick tunnel. He instinctively laid a paw on the back of her head, purring and moaning as she bobbed her head, sucking harder and gently letting her teeth graze across the most sensitive spots, quickly drawing him closer to his second climax. He let out a low growl of pleasure as he knew she wanted to taste his seed.
She did something that made him blow his second load, she gently bit the base of his cock, causing his to cum generously down her throat, holding her head down so that her thirst for his seed could be quenched. When he finished, the tiger looked down and saw the dragoness lay right beside him, smiling happily as if wanting something. He quirked his head in curiousity, wondering what she might want.
Therena pushed her sweat covered breasts together whispered into the tiger's ear softly, "I bet you'd like to titty fuck me. Why not cover my face in your white, hot, thick cum?" Flamewarrior couldn't pass up this offer, since he already breeded her and he had at least one more left within his furry orbs. He positioned himself ontop of her and began to rut her breasts, purring at feeling that they were so smooth and slightly soft. He gazed down to see her grin more, closing her eyes halfway seductively as she flicked her forked tongue across his cock's slit. He enjoyed the attention, and began to fuck her tits faster, feeling his sweat matted balls against her great breasts.
He groaned at feeling his load building again, thrusting faster between her tits as he held onto her shoulders, increasing his thrusting strength. The feline looked into the female's eyes and saw that she was begging for it, and his heart didn't wish to disappoint her. He tried to hurry, but by then, the build-up of his last load was slowing, due to him already climaxing twice. The third for him was always a tedious task, she knew this too as he saw she focused her gaze on that member that was sliding between her large breasts, awaiting her reward from her mate.
The feline felt a small pressure against his tailhole and groaned, feeling his load nearing release as he glanced back, seeing that she was using her lizard-like tail to try and enter his firm rump. This was his true weakness for pleasure, for his ass had been used by tail and cock alike. As she put more pressure upon his anus, he let his cum fly onto her face, neck, and finally her breasts, coating her with his thick, hot cum before collapsing beside her, pulling her to his chest.
Therena immediately nuzzled into his fur, purring in satisfaction and getting some of his seed in his fur. Flamewarrior closed his eyes as exhaustion slowly took him to sleep, holding the green dragoness to him. She watched him as he slept before cuddling closer to her furry mate, gently laying a wing over him and his burnt arm as her claws gently ran across it, letting sleep take her when it saw fit. She knew that he had a big day tomorrow, for the children who accepted were to be brought, blind-folded, here, where they all would hear his opening speech and the explanations about the other tests. The dragoness smiled at how bold she was, and how bold the tiger was for trying to reach out to the children that ranged between seven and twelve, before drifting to sleep, covered in tiger cum and snuggling into the fur of Flame, her leader and mate.