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They had no further interruptions during the week. As they arrived at the planet Drask and began the atmosphere entry, the Galactic army contacted them. Though as Collector identified them and their purpose, a ground-to-orbit missile targeted the vessel. It struck, minimal hull damage, but it did disable the engines. They landed, hard, but whole; the Captain called for damage reports then began checking on his crew. Collector went to check on his slaves and his guards. Once they were found, they went to the dock ramp and quickly made their way out.

There stood one distraught Draskin pacing biting his claws. He greeted them then bowed to Collector and Richard. Collector told him to get behind them and watch their backs. He nodded and went beside Dianos who stood behind his Master with his heavy cannon ready to fire at any moment. The crew started coming out of the ship and joined the mass of battle-ready warriors.

"Captain Daystarr, I would advise abandoning her for now. Return when it is safer." Collector tasted the air and hissed slightly.

"As much as I hate to agree to that; it is the wise choice. Captain's Order: Abandon Ship... Four-one-one-point-zero-two execute execute execute."

A mechanical voice sounded afterwards "Abandon vessel, sixty seconds until total lockdown. Abandon vessel."

"Good bye for now, love." Daystarr kissed the hull as the crew cleared the ramp and urged the others away from the shadow.

"Dianos, do you know where we are at?" Michelle scanned her surroundings cautious of any movement.

"By scent, yes. We are about four miles away from a village."

"Lead the way. Everyone, keep quiet and focused. Stay together." Michelle took control as she swung her rifle over her shoulder to ready it. The other guards followed suit.

Richard sniffed the air while he adjusted the one pack he managed to grab and whimpered a little as the landing joists of the ship started to retract and fully sit the ship on the ground and pressurize. Collector pulled him along allowing the Fox to draw close.

They were walking for an hour, Michelle determined that they may have just gone a little over a mile. Dianos stopped suddenly and spread his wings fully then growled. A growl answered back and three males crawled out of the underbrush ready to fight. Dianos spat a warning to the approaching males, they did not seem to listen until a larger male came out and spat a globule of mucus at Dianos's feet. The two spoke though Dianos did not relax his trigger finger at all. He let his wings drop then asked his Master to come forward. At which the big male knelt to look Collector in the eye.

"You keeper of Queen?"

"In a way. My student truly has her though she is with her daughter right now."

"Good." He turned to the others and muttered something to them, they calmed down some. "Come. Follow."

That they did, to a camp within a large cavern that seemed overcrowded with warriors. The male lead them to a tent and then stood aside as he opened the flap.

"DASDA!" Dianos proclaimed and rushed inside.

"My son and son-in-blood. Join us."

"You appear to be more confident of your Galactic Standard."

"Been practicing." The elder male bit his lip a moment. "Have been hoping to... sur-vive long enough to join clutch and mate."

"I would gladly house you, sir, but first there is a slaughter to end."

"Aye, planning. We have. Help?"

"Yes, I brought help as well." Collector went back to the edge of the tent and asked Michelle to join them. "Gentlemen, this is Elite Commander Michelle. She have been in plenty of situations that can render assistance."

Thankfully Dianos translated quickly which bridged the lingual gap some.

They were given an update on the full loss and what they had in fighting numbers. The camp went silent as a loud explosion sounded from where they crashed. Daystarr cried out and crumpled to his knees. The device that fell from Daystarr's grip gave Collector the confirmation that their ride off this rock had been destroyed. This military invasion was not playing, they meant to kill everything.

"We need more of those cannons, Dianos. Will you ask them if they have managed to bring down any."

"Collector, you can't be serious."

"It is us or them, Michelle. We need to free these people and bring this monster to justice."

"Fine, but he is training them."

Collector nodded.

Dianos began to ask but his father silenced him. "We have ten score, learning we are. Fight back we must. Help to shoot I ask. Know not how."

"Damn it... Fine. My team and I will adapt the cannons and inspect the ammunition."

"Yoca, suu." A silent male that had been watching everything bowed then escorted Michelle to their cache of weapons. "Dianos, please stay. Wish to learn more, I do. Talk."

"I won't go far, Dianos, stay with your father. I'm going to check on Daystarr. With your leave... Dasda."

That made the older male stiffen as he looked at the small male. "That mean father."

"I guessed so. You are the father of my mate, brother-in-blood, and grandfather to my children, I wish to claim that right as well."

The elder softened and nodded. "Doto. Son. You will be family soon, in truth."

"He means to give you the proper Rites. I would be honored to truly call you family."

Collector turned tail after giving a curt bow.

"My son, how fare you?" Father and son went straight into their native language.

"Better now that I am in his care. The first one I was given to used me for foul things and hurt me far more than any rival had. At least now, I can mate all I want."

"Good. Is he a good mate for your sister?"

"Yes, he cares more than any other would. He even helped with birth."

"Odd male, though he must be to be voice of Slavers."

"He even knows how to satisfy me. I like him. Even if the Slavers make him do things."

"Would he survive a true rival."

"I believe the rival would not."

"Good. Then I will have to see his strength myself."

"He has killed those who steal from him, and has had the Fox kill... to learn. I fear what lessons he may choose for me, yet, though, curious about them."

"Learn well, for I see that he will even teach me."

"Collector, what are we going to do?" Daystarr was still on his knees partially staring at the void.

"We fight.We survive. Then we go home. I cannot say the Guild will provide you a new ship, I cannot tell you that you will find those that destroyed your ship. But I can tell you, you will have your fill of vengeance. Let's find this fool that keeps waging this slaughter and slay him."

"Aye... aye, I can do that. Shall we find us some guns?" Daystarr asked his crew who was looking just a somber. "Then let's gear up and get ourselves ready for a xenophobic beating those bastards will never forget!"

As the crew began to liven up, Collector turned to his Second and asked for the holopad. Richard gave it to him from the pack that he had, the only gear he had been able to grab himself. Collector then carefully chose a safe spot and attempted to connect the link to the High Council.

As he stepped onto the pad, it activated and sent him straight to the conference room. Empty. He motioned with a swipe upwards as he would any other touch or Artificial Reality device. Luckily it did as he hoped and brought up a hub. He 'touched' the direct call and notified Councilman One, Tolbert.

"Hello?" A voice came without a visual, it was the Councilman's Second.

"It is the Voice. Emergency call."

"One moment, Sir."

Not even a full minute went by before Tolbert was stepping into view strapping on a robe.

"Richard?"

"They destroyed the ship. I truly hate to think we may be forced into legal war with the military. I cannot say if I am truly safe here. I may need help."

"I will see what we can do. Ten days, make contact again."

"I w-" The Councilman closed the connection. "Hopefully we have allies with firepower. Richard... do you think we have a chance?"

"We are not warriors. We are survivors." Richard picked up the holopad as his Master stepped off of it and folded it up into it's wedge form. "Let's help the others survive."

Collector nodded and smiled at the little bit of wisdom his Fox had shared. They rejoined the others at the weapons cache and both found weapons they could use. Collector admitted that he despised this measure but knew this was survival now. A couple of Draskin's flew in and rushed to the King's tent. Others around the camp muttered then slowly gathered in silence. The Innodiates joined the mass and waited with baited breath. Dianos came out and motioned the smaller warriors to the side while his father spoke to his warriors.

"They are coming this way. Prepare your crew for battle, I will alert Michelle."

"Thank you. Richard!" Collector walked away from from his fellow Lizard and started hunting his Fox.

He found Richard and Shadow quietly watching the crowd move. Beside the shifter was one of those cannons. Collector did not even ask as he watched the pseudo Drask pick it up as he mentioned the oncoming battle.

"Shadow, join Dianos and follow him for now. Richard, come with me." Collector went to the King and hoped the male would listen.

"Young one. Where friend?" The king asked Richard as they approached. "He no Drask, not smell right."

"With Dianos."

"Doto, what is it?"

"Something I cannot share. But I have a plan, if you are willing."

***

Some time passed in painful silence, the warriors hid in the back of the cave with all weapons pointed at the entrance. Shadow hid out of view nearby as Collector sat outside waiting for the soldiers to show themselves. Flying creatures flew away in a hurry let Collector know that his bluffing show was about to begin. With a sigh, he stood. Humans came rushing through the brush with rifles pointed at him, he just showed his hands.

"I am Councilman Ten of the Galactic Slavers Guild, Public Relations and Representative to the United Galactic Space Government. If I do not get to talk with the Commanding Officer of this operation, I am hereby ordered to take in custody everyone under the treason laws and hold them for proper legal action." Collector took a shaky breath as he waited for a response.

A greasy looking man pushed his way though the warriors and spat on the ground. "Lizard, give us those giant suitcases you have hidden in there and you get to live."

"Well, I tried to let you fools live. Fire!" Collector dropped to the ground as Shadow came out of hiding and shot a round from his cannon and vaporized half of the warriors in one shot. The surviving warriors scattered allowing Collector to go into hiding. Two other drakes joined Shadow and pointed their cannons at the opposing field. "Last chance, surrender or I have my team blast a way to your camp."

"No animal will ever have the right to speak!" The greasy man yelled as he regained his footing, his men abandoned him as three cannons were aimed at his location. He got to flick the safety off on his rifle before one drake vaporized him.

"Will you men follow that crazed man? Or will you take me to your leader?" Collector wished he had a proper cheek to chew to help him keep himself from hissing like a feral beast.

More drakes came out of the shadow each carrying a ship destroyer. All cannons hummed menacingly as they charged up their rounds. Guns were tossed to the ground and hands went up, Daystarr and crew came out to collect the weapons and few explosives that the soldiers carried. Richard came running out of hiding and handed his Master the holopad, it was in handheld mode. The Iguana gave the Fox an inquisitive look before speaking.

"Councilman Ten, this is One. We managed to get a representative of the President, he supposedly has been demanding a full retreat for a year. Your order from him is to collar a General Havock and indict on him immediate life sentencing. He will be given a proper Court Martial and Presidential sentencing here on Earth. The President is sending a full complement of specialized Military Police. They should be at the planet within the Standard Hour."

"Thank you, sir. Let the Military know that lives were forced to end by a fanatic Xenophobic commander that I assume destroyed the Dauntless. Her crew is standing at my side now."

"Very well. Stay safe."

The pad beeped quietly as it disconnected. Collector gave the device back then looked at the King whom was just walking out growling out orders. The humans were herded into a group. Collector and King stepped up to them.

"We are willing to let all of you go home to your families, I have just been given Presidential orders to arrest the General. Help me so we all can go on with our lives. Believe me, I know what it feels like to be a minority... I am a half blood. I want to see Earth again, I want to return to what is left of my human family... my only known family. Do any of you know what it is like to know you are a part of the Human race and cannot speak of it? Hmm? No? I do... I am tired of hiding my true nature. I may look like a damn Iguana, but that is not who I am. Let us go home and let these people rebuild theirs."

Collector waited, silence seemed to harden by the second until on soldier dropped his hands and stepped forward. He glanced back at his fellows then swallowed back his fears.

"Horatio Pendez, First Class Martial Ground Unit. I agree to show you to the base camp. I am tired of crushing eggs and killing mothers and their children. I want to return to my wife."

Others joined this man in silence, all nodded in agreement. Collector and the King glanced at each other then got their group to move. Collector kept an eye on the soldiers knowing that they could potentially be feigning the change of heart. Pendez stopped when the base was just barely in sight.

"They have orders to kill on sight of any 'beast' that may attack the base. I would recommend that they stay here out of range."

"Very well." Collector sighed. "You and I will go in."

"Yes, sir."

"Dianos, try your best to keep everyone calm. Michelle, is plan 'B' a go?"

"Affirmative."

"Let's go." Collector and Pendez moved away from the group.

Fifteen minutes later, the two were at the 'gate' of the base. It was more-or-less an eroded dirt path. Guns were pointed at Collector despite showing his Guild badge and demanding the base's Commanding Officer. The two waited patiently while a runner went off with the message that the Slaver's Guild had sent the Representative. While they stood there, the Military Police vessels entered the airspace and hovered over the base making sure no craft could leave without their knowledge. One vessel landed behind the duo and let out a crew of six heavily armed officers. They pushed by Collector and forced the guards aside to allow Collector in. It did not take long for the General to be brought out into the open.

"General Havock. By orders of the Galactic President and the Slaver's Council. You are to be indicted into immediate Life Term. Resistance is futile and will be rewarded with harsher conditions. Compliance will be best for you at this time." Collector stiffened his posture as the MP grabbed the General and forced him to his knees.

The one collar he carried with him was pulled from his pocket and snapped straight. Pure leather and absolutely rough. As the officers cuffed the General, Collector collared the growling man who spewed racial slurs towards the Slaver.

"You are now a Slave of the Guild, prisoner of the Government, anything you say will be used against you as well as any motion. You do as you are told when you are told to do it." The arresting officer spoke firmly while the subordinate forces gathered to watch the arrest. "Master Chief Stronaz is now in charge of this operation."

Stronaz, whom had stood back away from the event, took off his helmet to reveal himself as a Wolf. "This war is done! Pendez, bring in the Councilman's party."

"Yes, Sir!" Pendez started to move but was stopped by Collector who handed him a short-range communicator.

"Save the energy, soldier, give my Guard a call."

While Pendez alerted the Zebra, Collector pulled his whip from his belt to really intimidate the former General as the officers moved away from him. They watched the King enter first followed by Dianos.

"Stronaz, I wish to introduce to you the alpha male of this land." Collector smiled as the drake knelt to get closer to the shorter races. "His son, Dianos, and a personal slave of mine."

"Master, the others will be joining us shortly."

"Thank you, Dianos. Would you continue to be the translator for the King and secure peace?"

"At your command, sir." Dianos had his heavy cannon still within his grip at this time and place it beside his Master with the barrel pointed at the new Slave. "Stun rounds have been loaded, sir."

"Thank you, hopefully they won't be needed."

The three males walked away to a more private section while a ship captain came up to Collector and saluted him.

"I am to tell you that a vessel will be at your command shortly and will be able to take you and the crew of the Dauntless back to Earth. I also am to speak to the captain as well."

"Daystarr is a fellow Innodiate. He won't be hard to miss."

The General shifted slightly, Collector was quick at the ready and cracked his whip inches from the man's face.

"Something tells me that I am going to have fun with this new toy." The smile that formed on Collector made the new slave go pale. What made it better was that a Fox came running up with his own whip at his hip and a small pouch of tools that had been scavenged from the cave.

"Sir, these may prove to be useful."

"By all means, my lovely Second, find out. This one needs a taste of what is to come. Just... no permanent damage."

"I leave this slave in your paws."

"Where shall you be at?"

"Contacting the Council."

A couple of hours later, another vessel had entered the airspace and landed. A commerce grade vessel with the title being handed over to Daystarr. The King had announced to the Master Chief that he would be joining Collector and that a strong, young male would be taking his place. The King came up to Collector after the meetings and sat down with the smaller scaled one.

"I wish to... learn more. Outside world. To be... like you, Doto. Is possible?"

"I am sure it will be. I cannot wait to get back with the others. I miss my young. I am sure you miss your young and mate."

He huffed and nodded slowly. "No longer Alpha. Once more... Variax. Will miss home, but... not."

"New dawn, new story." Collector said after a moment of silence.

"Yes." The King, Variax, shifted his wings and covered his son-in-blood in shadow. "Before leave, perform ceremony. Only males come. This bonds huntac, family. Join clans."

"First I must secure the prisoner, then let us begin."

After a short flight with Dianos and Richard, they came to the village where they had lived and quickly started the bloodletting and sacrificing to join Collector's blood to the family. Collector feasted with the males of the clan, thanked them as best as he could with Dianos's help then the four returned to the base to prepare to leave for Earth. The prisoner secured within Daystarr's new vessel in the brig with two MP officers standing guard, Collector and his new father spoke of Guild Laws and how to precede with his wish to become a Slaver. Since they had an escort of the military, they went beyond the speed of public use and made it back to Earth in a three hour span.

Daystarr was happy to stay at the Guild Port until Collector was able to return to his home at Valhan. Collector thanked him then took to a military procession to the Guild where the Galactic President waited with the rest of the Council.

The officers pushed the man to the center of the courtroom and then waited. The judgement was swift, the offensive counts were damning. The human had the ruling of twelve lifetime sentences placed upon him and had him placed on a life recycle to fully adhere to his sentence issued by the President. A top secret project with this man marked down as 'Subject One' in the sentence. As well as the order for immediate disposal after the twelfth cycle. Collector was only a spectator for this as he was the Slaver involved, but he knew that a sentence of twelve hundred years was way too long for any creature.

Then the Lesser Councilman was named for the man's initial breaking and such. Then Collector brought up that the former Alpha wished to become a Slaver and that he was the sire of his own Draskins. The Council approved of the drake's license and that Collector was to teach him alongside Max. That alone shocked the Iguana, but he thanked the others and then went to his office after being dismissed to bring up the paperwork to finalize the license and then contacted the ship to get Daystarr to bring Variax to the House.

"Councilman?" Daystarr asked quietly since his door was open and Richard was nowhere to be found.

"Come on in you two. Captain, I have a proposal for you. Personal."

"Oh?"

"I have come to realize that my shipments are rather disorganized. If you choose to accept, I offer you the job of Foreman which will also allow you to supervise important shipments personally. This way you will have a steady income to allow you to customize your new ship to your liking. Not to mention, you will be able to be in closer contact with the Guild."

"I...I" Daystarr was at a loss for words.

"I don't need the answer yet, talk to your crew. It is a major step for all of you. Dasda, sir... I have an inkwell to make this easier for you. This is where you need to sign. I know you really don't have a written language, but the papers need something for the temporary license."

"I know how."

Collector smiled as he watched the bigger male sign with his claw better than he could sign his own name. Once it was fully signed, Collector let the male know that he would join his family on the canine planet of Valhan to learn how to be a Slaver. He nodded as he could not find the Standard words.

"I know you do not know much of the races, so I will help you for your first few. I have a couple in mind. Richard has them waiting on us. Follow me. Captain, you may leave if you wish or join us. Matters not."

"I'll take my leave. Good day to you both."

Variax and Collector made their way to the slave chambers where Richard waited patiently. The Fox escorted the two to the chosen slaves then stood beside his Master silently. One was an Avian the other an Innodiate. The drake looked at the one he called son and pondered his intentions.

"This feathered one can fly fast and stay aloft for a few hours without tiring. The Innodiate is a grand swimmer. If I had your wings, I would chose her just because she could keep up with my own flying, but, then again, these are gifts. There is one more I would like you to look at, this one will be your choice."

Variax growled lightly as he sniffed at the two slaves then nodded to his son. "Follow."

Richard had informed the two that their new Master had limited Standard, so they just nodded and followed silently.

"Doto, what is one?"

"A surprise. Right in here." Collector paused at a closed door. "He is a little shy, so don't be loud. He will only cower and try to hide."

Collector opened the door to reveal a very young drake it was clear that he was not in the Guild system long. The two stepped inside then Richard closed the door behind them. The Draskins became tense. The young one had yet to even gain his wings.

"How?"

"He hatched here. I was going to purchase him myself, but when you wanted to become a Slaver... I decided to give you the first chance before I buy him."

"I take. Only right for him."

"Thank you. I'll go do the paperwork. Get to know your slave."

"He know nothing about himself. He only see beast. He learn."

Collector went to finish the paperwork for he bought the drake for his father-in-blood. Then he decided that he would call on Octavius and pester him for the night. He was happy to find the the old Wolf was willing to house him for a night along with the newest member of the family, and he was in town so he could meet at the House for formal introductions. The elder drake and his new slaves came into the office making it a little tight.

"Now what?"

"I need to make a quick call then we will go down to a training area." Collector called the front desk to let the receptionist know that he was expecting a guest and where that guest could find him. "All right, let's find our way out of the office and downstairs. Richard, are you out there?"

"I am, sir."

"Could you lead the three to the prep rooms and get them padded up as best as they can. We'll stop by the supply room and get him geared up."

"Yes, sir."

They went their separate ways for the moment and gained the gear both parties needed, as best as the Guild had. Here, Collector demonstrated how to wield a whip and crack it without striking the target. It did not take the dragon long on how to use the main tool correctly then he learned how to discipline without hurting the accused. After an hour or so, Octavius strolled in with a box tucked under his arm.

"Ah, there is the mysterious grandsire of my godchild's children. A gift most needed, sir."

Octavius opened the box and offered it to the dragon and waited for the large claws to grab the contents. "Place it on your throat... here." Octavius patted his esophagus for the Draskin to see the placement. "It is a Universal Multi-Translation Device. Slightly experimental but what better way to test it than with a race that knows little Standard, eh?"

Variax placed it on his throat roughly where his vocal cords where. It clicked and attached itself to him painlessly.

"Test it out, good sir."

A growl came first, a slight irritated tone. "This tiny thing is to work for me?"

"I think it will, Dasda." Collector smiled as he nodded to the Wolf. "This is Octavius Brenson, he is the one that helped Dianos find me."

"Then, many thanks are offered, little furry one. I once had deemed that son as my heir."

"I think it needs tweaked a little." Octavius muttered. "You are quite welcome, big scaly one. All formalities out of the way, once you two are ready, we shall head to my mansion for the eve. I already have a feast getting ready, so I do hope it will be enough to satisfy your hunger. The reports that I have read of the adults within our system suggest that they eat a lot of meat."

A humble growl and a nod came from the elder while Collector and Richard chuckled.

"Much of an understatement. I will say that Draskins are not for the common Slaver, they will eat you out of house and home. Luckily, Dianos likes to hunt so that helps most times."

"Good thing I asked for two head of cattle to be cooked, what he doesn't eat can go to Valhan with you, for the trip."

"Thank you."

"Father, if you have not realized, this Wolf was a friend of my father and the watcher of the family if I had not been old enough to take over."

"Strange customs, but I understand."

"Before we go, I do have one thing to add. It does not have to be today. But as you grow as a Slaver, a Second in Command will be needed. Like Richard is mine. Without him, I could not keep my entire family in-check. Learn your slaves attitudes and minds. You will know who it will be when you are ready."

"Hmm, yes. I will think on this, though I do believe this hatchling would do fine since he needs to learn life-skills anyway."

"Then Richard can work with him and his other student when we get to Valhan. Have you seen the Guild doctors yet?"

"Doctors?"

"I shall take that as a 'no.' Before we leave tomorrow, we need to get your vaccinations so you do not become ill."

"Why not now?"

Octavius stepped in for this one, "They have left for the day."

"Ah."

Collector was amused with the translator device, watching the Draskin speak his native words was like watching the English dubbed movies from the late nineteenth century. The mouth moved more than the words.

"Who's hungry?"

Without looking everyone could hear Richard's tail wag.

"I will tell Michelle where we are going, so feel free to chat for a bit."

Collector stepped away from the two Slavers and took out his mobile phone and called his Security leader.

"So, you are Wolf?"

"As close to one as I can be."

"Like me as a Fire Lizard." Variax chuckled. "How long have you known him?"

"Longer than he knows. I have been involved with his life a long time. I still watch over him like he was my own child."

"He will be safe. He is blood now. Shadows follow him, I need to learn from him to help my kith and kin. With the war over, we need to learn how to protect ourselves. He can help, this I feel within my flame."

"I will help as best as I can. I deal in technology, not weapons."

"That is better than hoped. We do not need weapons, only the ability to fly in the void and thus become like the others."

"I will see what I can do. I would have rather had a peaceful arrangement with your people instead of the slaughter that happened."

"Agreed." Variax looked to the Iguana that was his and compared him to his son-in-blood. The difference between the two was subtle, but he could tell that his slave was at home in the water. "Child, what can you tell me of your kind?"

"Master, we are generally cold-blooded. We need warmth to stay awake. Most of my people are land dwelling while my direct species mostly lives in shallow waters. I am more of a plant eater, but I do like meat as well."

Variax gave a low growl, "And you, my winged one?"

"There are many variants of my people, Master. Almost all are capable of flight, along with most of us able to eat anything."

"Good. Then I won't have to worry what to feed everyone. Will either of you detest taking orders from a youngling?"

"No, Master." The Avian bowed to him.

"No, Master. Though if I may suggest, he will need to get over his shyness if he is to lead us."

"Yes, the furred one of my son-in-blood will teach him that courage as well as I." The Draskin chuckled as he looked at the young one that tried his best to make himself small.

Collector returned after getting an earful from the Zebra. "Nothing like an angry woman. I do feel sorry for her husband-to-be. Did you two learn anything about each other? Scrupulous business deals for a virgin planet?"

"We can't hide from you can we?" Octavius chuckled.

"Why do you think I wanted you two to meet? I knew it would happen."

"Smart one." Variax looked behind himself and growled. "Someone comes, smells of blood."

"Nothing new here, I'm afraid. Breaking in criminals is a messy thing."

"Very true, Councilman." A human man came in wiping blood off of his hands on a towel. "I did not realize the training hall was occupied, I was just coming after some equipment to help out with my newest toy."

"Enjoy the bloodletting, just remember what we told you."

"I will. Good evening gentlemen."

"Good evening. Shall we head out?" Octavius smiled at the human as he walked to the tool closet. The others confirmed then the group went outside.

Octavius had a vehicle with a cage but it was not big enough for the Draskin. Collector sent Richard with the other slaves then he and Octavius suggested to Variax to fly. He was a good sport about it and allowed it. While Octavius's driver took off to the mansion while the three Masters took to the air. The Wolf howled into the wind as the Drake got to speed. Rather the Valhanian wanted to admit it or not, he was letting his canine out. His tongue wagged free of its confine leaving a trail of slime to lather across Collector's scales.

Despite being disgusted, the Iguana found it amusing that the Wolf was letting his inner-pup out to play. Directions where given when asked, but the Draskin enjoyed the slightly less gravity as much as the Wolf and eased himself into a circular drift once they were over the mansion and landed easily as the vehicle pulled up.

"Awesome." Octavius was all smile and fierce wags. "I so want to do that again sometime."

Variax rubbed the Wolf's head with his wing before folding them up. "If we return to Earth, consider it a business deal."

"Don't let the adrenaline get the better of you, old man, the withdraw can lead dumb ideas." Collector chuckled as he went to the cage to help Richard get the others.

"Yes, yes. Very, well." The 'nobility' finally came back to the Wolf despite the urge to bounce around. "I can still have fun every now and then, you know. Let's find a way to get you inside."

"I can squeeze myself into some tight places, something about being a predator still within us."

"Then feel free, my friend. My home is open to you."

Variax nodded then proceeded to the door and gently opened it before squeezing himself though like his children. It was interesting for the Wolf to watch the male push through without damaging anything.

"Master Brenson, with your permission, I would like to take the slaves to the back for them to stretch. I am certain a young drake would be a bit more liking of this idea." Richard came up to the Wolf and carefully bowed.

"Just keep them out of the flowers, I just fertilized them. Richard, you do know that you hold more power than I do, right?"

"Yes, but we are your guests, I prefer not to push. Besides, I have been trying to learn Valhan etiquette."

"And it was that I have been trying to rid myself of for decades, pup. As much as it is appreciated, please don't do it around me."

"I understand."

"Thank you." Octavius sighed and tried to repose himself. "Has Richard told his father-in-blood his real name?"

"During the ceremony on Drask, yes. Along with the reason he hides it."

"Good. Tell Seymour when you wish to come in. There are things that need to be delicately stated without the silent voices nearby. I am sure you understand, Councilhand."

This made Richard stiffen and glance around them. "I'll keep my nose clear."

"Good lad. Go." Octavius shooed away the Mitalin then chased after his main guests.

Collector waited inside halfway watching the drake as he glanced at the Wolf's rather large den. The Wolf and Iguana joined the dragon within the den and went straight for the liquor cabinet. Octavius grabbed a bottle from his home world and poured three shots and handed one to Collector then another to the barely focused drake.

"Gentlemen, you may want to have a seat. I got some nasty news that the public will hear about in a month or so."

"Do tell." Collector sat and tapped his claw into the liquor then licked it.

"An uprising against the Galactic Government has started. This incident with the Draskins has stirred people. The ruling parties may end up falling."

"Where does the Guild stand?"

"That may fall to you, Collector. Richard, that namesake made end up needing to die. You have shown yourself as a hero to a planet. Shot down, survived, then stood to fight with the people. You will be known." Octavius took a sip of his shot then sighed. "You even took their leader under your own proverbial wing to teach him the ways of the Galaxy. Rather you two like it or not... you have become celebrities. People are going to flock to Valhan to catch a glimpse of you. Be ready. My advice... stand with the people, do not let the Guild go back to being the enemy of the lands."

"If I have the choice, I will never choose the Shadow. I will attempt to shred it. The people will remember me. I am their voice to peaceful encounters, the way to end wars."

"I pray so, child. You will be called upon soon, teach while you can. War never changes."

Variax let out a low rumble then tossed the liquor to the back of his mouth. He hissed after swallowing. "Strong."

"That is why we sip; for you that was a sip, I am sure."

"Sure."

"Be sure to get him started on bodyguards, there are still those that want him dead. You cut off the head, but the body still squirms."

"I hate those references. I will get him started as soon as his initial training is done. There are... some things that is more important than protection. You know this well, and I want to train this one correctly, not standard."

"You don't mean..."

"He is a leader, they need someone else inside. Someone that I can trust and send in somewhere when needed. The Voice needs to whisper sometimes. Besides, I got a plan that will make the Council cringe."

"You are going to cause trouble already?"

"Only a little. I need to get back to town and ask for a meeting."

"Damn..." Octavius sighed and then went to a bookshelf and revealed a hidden safe. He retrieved an old cellular phone and turned it on. He sent a text as he returned to his seat. "Just so you know, I hate revealing this little secret to anyone. But, like you, I have reasons for helping the resistance." The phone rang, he answered then passed the phone to Collector.

You want to meet up, Collector? You jumped ranks quickly, is this for your own greed or a common goal?

"Actually, they voted me in because I am the first freed slave to make a public name for myself. They need me. I will share more when we meet. I have a plan that will rock everyone sideways."

Hmm. The phone call ended, Collector handed the phone back.

"Hopefully, that means he will meet with me."

"That human is an enigma, son, if he wants to meet... we'll know shortly."

Octavius refilled the three glasses then sat in silence as he hoped he had not just lost his worldly knowledge. It was not too long before Seymour and Richard was at the door announcing a visitor. The two slaves waited as the guest came in, they started to leave but Collector called Richard in.

"So, Collector, do share." The man huffed behind his face coverings. He did not want to be known.

"As you know, I have been working with your cause for several years. This Draskin is fresh. A new Slaver being trained by me. I need someone I can trust to be within the Guild, like you have me. The only difference with him is that I need help from you to teach him. Someone who is on Valhan... out of sight of the Council. This is just a favor mind you, not my plan."

He nodded. "I will make contact."

"My plan, if you accept, will need to have Councilman One involved. Believe it or not, most of the Council actually wants change, but they don't know how. Since Drask, I have been thinking. Will you talk to him?"

"Fine, but I will not reveal myself."

"That is best, really. Richard, the pad." The Fox handed over the collapsed pad and waited. "Councilman, I have someone here that I would like for you to talk to. I have an interesting plan that cannot have the rest of the Council involved in. Less that knows, the better."

Very well, Voice.

Collector expanded the pad then sat it one the floor then motioned to the resistance leader. They both stepped on.

"Sir, this is the leader of the resistance on Earth. As you might be aware, I have been getting their help to find my children."

"I am aware. Greetings, sir. The plan?"

"You know how the resistance works, they know how we work. What we both need is a joint effort for change. We have little when it comes to the safety of slave lives. They go in and take them. I say, since we want to save lives, we join efforts secretly and let the resistance be our Repossession Task Force. This way, we both gain. They remove slaves from harmful, murderess Slavers; we get to take these Slavers into our system and do what we do best for criminals. The Guild was formed publicly as a way to empty out the prisons and reeducating criminals. We need to go back to that standard, albeit, not completely since we do help out endangered races, but you see what I am aiming for."

"I actually agree, Councilman." Tolbert nodded, though it was obscured but the Shadow screen showed the motion. "That is a smart move, since the rebellion does have ways of saving lives and finding evidence for the public to see. It would be beneficial to both sides. I can see why you wouldn't want the others involved. Four would convince the others against this."

"Collector, you have been a good asset to both already with the food you provide to those in need." The man sighed and looked at the obscured face of the Councilman. "I agree as well. There are things we cannot do because we would have been caught. But with an official title, we can move about without much fear."

"And it would end the hunt for those accused of murdering Slavers when the Guild knows there was no death."

"Yes."

"Collector, I will call the Council to meet tomorrow. Bring our friend, do not mention the resistance when we officially meet. I will just tell them that you have done your Public Relations job for this. Good evening, to you both." Tolbert closed the connection.

"You have a way with words, Innodiate, I envy that gift." The man removed the coverings and sighed.

"Marshall?" Octavius did not seemed surprised, but his nose knew anyway.

"It's alright. If we are going to properly work together, he needs to know. Tom Marshall, at your service."

"Nice to properly meet. After the meeting tomorrow, don't be surprised if One invites you up to his office to formally meet. I actually expect it. Besides, he will need to come up with a shield design for the universal badge of the SRTF."

"See you in the morning, then. Octavius."

"Tom."

The man walked away quietly. Variax was slightly interested in what the lizard had just done.

"So, how do we continue?" The Draskin huffed as he finished off his liquor.

"Carefully. You will be learning many things, I will keep you busy."

"Not, what I mean. You, he. How to continue?"

"Ah, well... he wants to save innocents from being hurt. Like what Dianos went through before me."

"I understand. He help others no longer in silence but with you."

"Close enough. May we have use of your yard? I want to get him working on his ordering."

"Take all the time you need. It's not supposed to rain tonight and be rather pleasant."

"Thank you. Follow me, my student. Richard, gather his slaves out back if they are not already out there."

"Yes, sir." Richard ran out ahead of his Master and did his task.

They gathered out back. Collector soon had Variax commanding his slaves to do minor tasks learning how to issue orders, correcting problems without lifting a claw, and even got his chosen Second to get involved. The young drake was quiet and had to have Richard show him how to shout at others. What made it easier was that the Fox made the lesson into a game. At least the young Draskin was starting to speak up now.

"Good work, let's call it a night and get some rest for a busy day awaits Richard and me."

"I was just getting the boy comfortable." Richard muttered as he brushed the dirt from his tail. "We are coming." Richard gave the young drake's back a pat as he straightened up.

"Teacher, how can I learn more?"

"By staying with me while you can. For now, I will be easy with you. But when we get to the dog planet, that is when your real lessons start."

"Will we be coming with you tomorrow?"

"I am almost certain, because my Master wishes to be back home. His mate waits for him."

Morning came early for the three Second in Commands, Richard and Seymour woke the young drake and followed Seymour's normal routine for the morning which generally was two hours before the Master Wolf awoke. The drake learned in silence except for the occasional yawn, he answered seemingly random questions from either the Anole or Fox on various topics. When it came close to the time to wake the Master's, Richard quizzed him completely.

"You learned how to discipline without moving a claw: explain."

"Y-you can verbally discipline instead of drawing blood, even a glare can scare some to moving better."

"Good. When should you draw blood?"

"Never. That is the Master's job unless the Master gives you permission."

"Good. How would you teach a new slave within your care?"

"Uh... carefully and have the older slaves help when I cannot do so myself?"

"Excellent guess. Last one for now. How would you wake your Master?"

"If he weren't a Draskin, I would growl in their ear, but I don't know. Safely, I guess."

"You will find that answer now. Go wake your Master for breakfast."

"Yes, teacher."

The young drake went to his Master's room and gently fought the tiny knob that refused his entry for a moment then went into the dark room where he found the strong scent of male musk wafting on the air. He quietly called out to his Master once.

"Young one, come to me. Fear not the scent, you will learn it well."

"Master?" The drake followed his order and stood by his elder as he still laid on the mat given to him for the night.

"I wish to mark you with my musk, to properly claim you. Rub your muzzle over my shaft. Wear my scent with pride."

"Yes, Master." The young one drew a breath then slowly placed his muzzle on his Master's exposed male-hood and gently rubbed his scales on him.

"Taste me, I want my seed to cover you."

The male swallowed hard before opening his mouth and slowly lick the meat. It did not take him long before he took the meat into his mouth and began to milk it. The elder moaned as the young one worked him.

"You may not know your people, but you know their ways through your own blood. Close your eyes and pull away." Variax grabbed his shaft and pointed the tip at his slave then sprayed the scaly muzzle with sticky seed. "Good lad, you will learn plenty from me. I know it is... unsettling to the smaller races to witness our claiming, so go clean. Later, I will stretch your vent. Do not worry, you can take it."

"Master, I will do as you ask of me, but am I not too young for such things?"

"You did not learn from the cracking. So, no, you are actually too old to not know this."

The drake did not speak as he found a blanket to wipe himself clean.

"Do you know your age?"

"No, Master."

"Well, given your size, I would place you two cycles to maturity. When your wings start to break free. You will need to learn now before your body goes through the changes. Else you will never learn how to use them properly. Besides... I will not tolerate a male standing beside me as my commander who does not know his own body."

"I have much to learn from all of my teachers. I will learn, my Master."

"You will have my children and my own life-mate to learn from as well, unfortunately, they are slaves as well. The Councilman watches over them. Come, we must break our nightly fast then fly fast to the mass dwellings."

The two draskins found the other two slaves that belonged to them, then they found their way to the morning meal where Collector waited for them. He was already eating and chatting with his Mitalin. He greeted the Slaver and his slaves before returning to his furred slave. The elder Draskin sniffed the air and smelled the meat in the room and rumbled deep in his chest as he stretched himself alongside the tiny table.

"That platter is yours, Dasda." Collector pointed at a large platter beside it was a two smaller ones. "One of the smaller is your Second's, the other is for them. Don't worry about a full belly, we have a ride that will suit your size well. I made arrangements earlier this morning."

"Is the elder Wolf not joining us today?"

"He has his own work to worry about. Little drake, I would suggest you bathe before we leave. If I can taste his musk on the air, others can smell it. When we get to Valhan, then you may proudly wear his scent. Humans, in particular, are sensitive to those that get marked in such ways."

"Yes, Elder Master."

Richard's ears perked before digging into his now ever present bag. "I really need something that is less in the way for this thing." He dug out the holopad and pressed a button. "This is Councilhand Ten, may I ask who is calling?"

The volume was turned down below the other's hearing level, but he could hear it just fine. The transport had arrived early.

"Very well, our party will be out shortly." He pressed the button again then put it back into his pack. "I will take you to the communal showers at the House, our transportation has arrived early and thus we must take our leave."

Collector sighed then wiped his mouth clean. "Seymour."

It did not take the Anole long to come into view. "Sir?"

"I hate to say it, but we must be leaving. I was hoping to have help for you to clean up, but that plan crumbled. So, please announce our farewells for us and thank him for the hospitality."

"I shall, sir, and thank you for visiting. It is always nice to see you." Seymour bowed then turned to leave. "Send my regards to a certain Chameleon."

"Oh, I will."

Collector led the way outside revealing the tall, wide vehicle. The driver opened a sliding door to reveal the recreational style interior. Variax was offered the first to board. His slaves followed then Collector and Richard. It was not long before they realized that they were in the air. In fifteen minutes they were landing and the driver was opening the door again. Collector thanked the driver then got out of the vehicle and waited for the rest of his party. As the others joined the Iguana, three men came walking up to him. One was Tom Marshall, the other two he could not identify.

He greeted them, then escorted everyone to the Council public room where Tom would be officially introduced to everyone. Richard guided Variax's slaves to the shower stalls while his Master did his duty. Variax stayed behind to listen in on the meeting per Collector's request.

"Finally a moment's peace. I have not had a shower since before Drask." Richard said to his fellow slaves after entering the communal showers. He stripped down then went to a shower spot.

"Don't you have a private spot?" The drake asked with a huff.

"Private? For a slave? Not really. At home, yes... in a way. Privacy does not come to us. Ever. Now, wash up. Everyone. We got plenty to do today before we leave Earth behind. Someone needs to get his equipment before we leave, for sure." Richard heard the drake sigh as two other showers started up. He looked at the younger Second and saw him eyeing the knobs. "Come here."

The drake carefully stepped closer to the Fox until he stepped into the streaming water where Richard was grabbing a bar of basic soap and started to lather up. As the drake came closer, Richard grabbed his head and scrubbed the crusty scales clean.

"There. You two know where the Council Chamber is, once you are done, head there. We got a stop to make."

"How am I supposed to use any of the stuff you use?"

"By walking upright. Get used to keeping that tail stiff, boy."

"How?"

"Listen to your Master, he will teach you what you need to know. I cannot teach what I do not know. The last time I walked on all fours was when I was a newborn kit."

"So, I learn to walk on two feet while I hit others with a piece of flesh? I already miss being able to hide in a corner."

"That corner no longer exists. You have been called upon to be a Second in Command. You need to stand tall and be strong against all odds to keep your growing family safe. Unlike others, we have been given the opportunity to actually learn and grow ourselves. Don't waste this by hiding."

"Okay." The drake shook the water off as Richard turned it off.

The Fox shook off, spraying water everywhere then gathered his clothes of which he did not bother putting on yet. He grinned at his pupil before moving to the door. As he opened it, two Guild House Guards stood in the way blocking his path.

"May I ask why you two are guarding the door?" Richard huffed as he quickly donned his shirt that held his Council badge.

"By order of Councilman Ten, we are just here to ensure the safety of your students." One said professionally.

"Very well, the other two will be meeting us at the Chamber while I get this one his gear for proper Second training."

The two guards stepped aside for a moment then pushed a heavy, small crate to Richard's feet. Richard cocked a brow before looking inside and finding all he needed and more.

"Thank you. Well, boy, best grab what you can and I'll have the other two help with the rest."

"No need. This will be waiting at the docks for you later today. The Council awaits for your arrival."

Richard chewed his cheek trying his best to keep from growling at the increasingly annoying blocks in front of him. "Very well, I'll get the others dried and following. Go ahead and look over the tools you will be learning about soon enough."

"Yes, sir."

As Richard went to fetch the other two slaves, the drake dug briefly into the crate and found a harness that would fit him rather well. He swallowed hard then closed it back up. The Fox returned with the others on his tail, barely with their own covers on. The Guards escorted them to the Chambers where the Fox parted from the others and joined his Master while the others joined their own in a observer area.

"Now that we are fully gathered, a full twenty count vote must be made. For or against the starting of the project 'Slave Repossession Task Force,' use the consoles now." Councilman One spoke loudly.

The entire Council and their Hands made their votes. When every vote was in and Councilman One read them, he made the announcement.

"Eighteen for. Congratulations, Mister Marshall, you now lead the new Task Force. You alone shall know my true face. My Second will show you to my office shortly. Is there any other tasks for the Council before we dismiss?" Tolbert waited a moment before hitting a gavel on the wooden platform. "This meeting is adjourned."

The Council left quickly. Collector gathered his party after wishing Tom luck and then went outside to meet up with the driver once more. They loaded up and went to the docks. Michelle and Dianos waited their arrival. Collector smiled at the Zebra not willing to open his mouth as he knew he would get an earful.

"Councilman, you are going to cause me trouble, you know that, right?"

"No more than normal. Shall we board?"

"Not without explaining why you didn't want me or any guard nearby."

"Security of an asset. I did not want to spook them. You do intimidate people as much as you infatuate them."

"Really." Michelle huffed, her hoof still tapped out her frustration.

"Look, I'm sorry, but with you as a Guard first you would have compromised what I had planned and destroyed a fragile peace. It is my job to wrangle and control the peace of the Guild. I cannot do that if you follow your training to the letter."

Michelle relaxed and sighed. "This is your home planet, you know how to read the people easily enough. Just let me know next time so I can send Dianos at the very least. He is a Guard and your slave."

"Guard-in-training. Until he takes the trials he won't be an official guardsman."

"True, and if we prevent him from going through those trials, he can keep you safe where we cannot."

"I see what you are aiming for... Fine, just keep his training current and you will have your personal guard on me."

She smiled and nodded then turned to the ship that they had arrived on. New ship tagging declared her Dauntless the Second. Collector chuckled as he saw this and could not blame the lizard for his choice. Collector glanced around and found that his few slaves he had with him where actually showing signs of being anxious. Richard nearly tripped over his own paws to get to the ramp. Shadow was the only one he did not see, which was not surprising, but he did wonder where that shape-shifter was hiding.

"Captain Daystarr, permission to board the new girl." Collector shouted up at the captain as he approached the ramp.

"Granted. Welcome aboard, sir, and we are proud to say it was unanimous. We accept your employ."

"Then let us discuss our future once we are bound for Valhan. Hopefully, it will be a nice, quiet ride this time."

"Please don't jinx us." Daystarr chuckled as he reached for his new boss's hand.

"I'm trying not to, but it seems to follow me everywhere."

"Yeah. So, let's try not to allow to follow this time." Daystarr chuckled nervously. He then turned to his crew that was gathering the luggage that had been brought by Collector and his small crew. "You boys hurry up, we need to be in the air quickly!"

"Aye, aye, sir!"

"I'll see you soon."

"Will do, I have a certain feathered friend to speak to in the meantime."

Daystarr nodded then allowed the others go by him. Collector found Shari'shay Ughast searching his room for spyware.

"Really? Is this going to be a constant thing?" Collector chuckled as he leaned on the door frame.

"When on travel, yes. I will be doing a monthly search on the property." She growled lightly as she sniffed a lamp that was bolted down to the desk that was attached to the wall.

"Found anything?"

"Negative."

"Well, I found something. Get comfortable however you can. You can thank Seymour for this information." Collector pulled an envelope out of his pocket and offered it to the larger female.

"What are you talking about?"

"Information about you. More correctly, information about your proper orders. It... it won't be an easy read."

"Just tell me."

"The Council and Octavius came to an agreement to have you shadow me for extra protection without me truly knowing until it was too late to say no. You are a proper Guard first, my protector second. Your orders are to keep the Guild's task going straight. Which means keeping me focused on the tasks ahead of me. Stop me if I get any part of this wrong."

"You are not wrong."

"So, what is not written down?"

"I was sworn to silence on the matter."

"That is fine. I won't push that. As the need arises, let me know. I would like to know what the risks to my health are."

"Your... yes, I will let you know if your life is endangered by the set tasks ahead. Though, I only know of the few death threats that the Guild has gotten. Nothing naming you directly, though."

"Death threats are nothing new to the Guild. Is there anything you care to tell me before we head home?"

"No, sir."

"Good. Go report to the angry commander and see if you can 'train' a certain lug-head with his physical fitness. I need to work with his father some."

"As you wish, but if I may be so bold, I would like to... 'train' under you once we get to Valhan and I am to be off duty."

"If we can keep Michelle busy, I would allow such a bold request."

"I am sure you will think of something."

"Possibly." He rose to open the door for her then stepped aside. "I'll see you soon."

Shari gave a curt bow then left. Collector looked around his quarters and found a vidcom device built into the wall. He dialed his mansion and smiled as Tony answered.

"Hello, brother."

"Hello. Good news, I take it?"

"Stopped a war, heading home with an extra guest. Is there a way to get Tara online?"

"She is nearby," Tony walked off-screen and Tara stepped in.

"Master?" She smirked lewdly as staff was moving about. "What service shall I provide."

"Prepare Max for me, he will have a bit of competition beyond that Bear."

"Speaking of the child he is here with his slaves. Maxwell has been guiding him with some lessons."

"Good."

"May I inquire what kind of competition?"

"A large scaly kind. The kind that will still hold a firm claw against your rump should you misbehave."

"You found him? Alive!? Can I tell mother?"

"You may, but keep the celebrations for when we get back. Because I also have other news for you, but that will be in private. How has Mitch been handling things?"

"No complaints from the elders, the Wolves have been nipping at his tail when he gets a little carried away. I think it helps to have a resident Alpha in the house. Do you wish to speak to him?"

"No, I shall have a long talk with him in person. Just let the elders know that they need to be ready to deliver a detailed report to Richard."

"Very well, anything else?"

"Just that I have missed you. I'll talk to you later."

"Good bye, my mate."

Collector disconnected the call then pulled himself away. He walked out of his quarters and went walking the tight halls to find the dragons. He found them in the largest room the ship had, the cargo hold. The two males were speaking in their native tongue.

"Am I interrupting anything?" Collector spoke up after hearing his name being spoken lightly.

"Not at all, sir. I was just sharing what my life has been like since entering the Guild." Dianos chuckled then showed his injured pride some. "It is difficult to explain illicit drugs to someone who has never been subjected to such sins. I am still confused with much of the things I was forced to do."

"I can understand. Since the hold is pretty much empty, what do you two say about getting a bit more training in?"

"For?"

"Master training."

Variax sighed quietly then went over to a mat and picked up the translator. He returned as he put it in place. "I was hoping for a quiet evening."

"Unfortunately for you. There never will be a quiet night until you pass training. We'll use Dianos as the subject this time."

"Joy," Dianos curled himself up trying to become a smaller target.

"Hush. Now while cleaning valuables he knocks one off the shelf and breaks it. What do you do?"

"Call him a clumsy claw then he has to clean it up. Items can be fixed, if no blood spilled, then no need to whip."

"That's... actually not a bad answer. But he is a slave, not your son."

"Still same. Why waste my energy when all is needed is glue?"

"Alright. Different scenario. He trips and lands on a youngling bred directly for showing, breaking an arm and a leg of his fellow slave."

Variax shifted as he thought then looked into his imagination with a sigh. "I would be forced to give him many lashes, after descaling the backside then I would see if the show slave would still be able to perform as before once healed. If not, I would... I would make sure he would share the injuries."

"As long as death is not the answer." Collector sighed before he brought up this next question. "For this next one, he is not your blood just a random slave. You caught him red-handed laying with your daughter the night before she is to be wed to a wealthy family. What do you do?"

"Offer him as a wedding gift. That way he cannot spoil the happy day."

"Most would castrate him then sell him off as a field worker to demand faithfulness from the daughter."

"She obviously likes the slave better than her future mate, let her be happy."

"I never thought about it that way. Alright, last question then we will start the physical stuff. You are out on a pleasure hunt; when you return, you find that this slave has tried to cause an uprising against you. How do you proceed?"

"I would make an example of him. Once he submits back to obedience, I would sell him so he could not try again."

"Good. Now let me see how you have been learning the whip. Dianos find us a crate."

The next hour, the drake showed his prowess of the whip and other tools that was fitting of his trade. Dianos was only used once to show the proper way to subdue a raging slave with a shock device. The drake hissed as he slowly came out of electrified paralysis.

"Ow." He muttered. "Please don't use that thing lightly. It is not pleasant."

"It's not supposed to be. It is a means to an end of an unruly situation." Collector huffed as he returned the device to Variax's crate. "Other things you will learn as you grow in rank. Most have to be... bloody."

"How bloody?"

"Castrations, actual bleedings, descaling, and ripping off nails, talons, claws, et cetera. Not a pretty business to break lifetime criminals. I'll have you watch my next batch of breakings. It is not a fun thing, I have to become... something else."

"There you are." Richard huffed and puffed as he ran up to his Master. "Urgent call from the requisition office. A special case is all that they will tell me."

"Continue practicing your whip, I'll return." Collector and Richard stepped away then allowed the secure connection to continue. "This is the Voice."

Councilman, a political slave has been acquired the governing planet requested you personally for the control of this one.

"What is it?"

A former Princess Valenia of Disotopia.

"She's not going to like being a slave. I am returning to Valhan, will she be waiting?"

Affirmative, at the House.

"What species is this former princess?"

Raptor. Good luck, Councilman.

"Thanks, I'll need it." The connection closed leaving Collector to swallow hard. "There is a Vidcomm in our room. Call home and quietly tell Butch to prepare the Wolves for this... special arrival."

"Yes, sir."

Collector went back to the Draskins and huffed. "Dianos, have you learned anything about Disotopia while in the system?"

"No, I have not."

"A planet full of what Earth would call sapient dinosaurs. We are going to be getting a particularly violent subspecies. Work with Shari the rest of the trip, I need you at fighting quality quickly. I'll get her in here." Collector left the dragons with more questions as he tasted the air and found not only Shari's scent but Michelle's then followed the trails like a proper hunter and revealed the news to both ladies.

Michelle was a tad more nervous about the news, but understood the outreach of this planet. A planet that has rejected all attempts of friendly trade reaching out for the first time to the Guild and directly requesting the Public Relations division was unusual. Michelle sent the gryphon to the cargo hold to train the drake intensively. She then went to her own quarters to some research of the mostly unknown race.

"How am I to do this?" Collector asked the space around himself not expecting a true answer back. He jumped when he got one.

"Carefully." Shadow came out of dark spot behind his Master and charge.

"I take it you already know of this 'present' that waits for us?"

"There is much I know that you do not. For example, the Wolf that was a Councilman is now laying in the morgue with his throat slit."

"Then may I ask of you why this princess is coming to me?"

"Simple, her father did not have the heart to force her to be mated, he was supposed to execute her. He chose to exile her instead and invited the Guild in peacefully. Councilman Three went personally and accepted this gift. They will soon ask to join the empire."

"Looks like they don't always need me. Good to know. Anything else I should know?"

"There is always more. Though for this particular subject, only that she does not despise being deemed a slave... yet. She has been declared an Untouched until she is in your claws."

"That's new. Been a long time since I have heard of an Untouched and this one is all mine... nice."

"You seem genuinely excited."

"Indeed I am. I get to show this one the joys of being a political slave in the proper hands. There are not many chances like this, and this one being a Royal, it makes it even better for me."

"Hmm." Shadow smiled.

Collector became lost to his thoughts and Shadow went back into the shadows. It was a few minutes before Collector realized he was alone again. He made his way back to his room where he found his Fox still talking to the Wolf Guard. The two Earthborn Valhanians greeted their Master then continued with the conversation and setting precautions up. Once the link was closed and Richard turned to his Master.

"She's an Untouched. I am sure you have heard about those kind of slaves."

"I have not."

"The Raptor cannot be touched by any Slaver except by the one they requested when placed into the Guild system voluntarily. In this case, her father requested the PR department to have her... us."

"This will be my first Untouched to my name. Granted we have three before her, but they were my father's."

"I wonder if she looks like what the Humans depictions of their early Terralords."

"Terralords? Are you thinking of dinosaurs and not some kind of movie creature?"

"Maybe..." Richard's tail refused to hide his attempt to confuse his Master.

"Be glad you have me instead of anyone else." Collector gave a small sigh and smile. "Just remember that even you cannot touch her as a Second in public. As long as she is in my name, no one can touch her. She will have a marker on her collar to identify this... or at least should."

Collector patted the bed as he sat down. Richard came over and before he could sit, Collector grabbed the Fox's waistband. He opened the front of the Fox's pants then snaked his tongue beneath the fabric. He smiled then removed his own pants before leaving the canine guessing what he wanted.

Richard allowed the clothes to drop before climbing on top of his Master and lining himself up to pleasure the Iguana. He pressed gently into his Master's vent and slowly began to thrust.

Collector moaned into his Second's ear. "Take me like you do Uki. Hold nothing back. You hear me, nothing."

Richard growled as deeply as he could muster and began to rut the lizard under him.

The Fox grabbed his Master and flipped him over to fully get a proper grip and mounted the Iguana like he would his own vixen. It did not take the canine long before he was tied to his temporary mate, he only paused a moment to take a breath before twisting to come tail to tail just to add to the pleasure of the Master. But mostly to keep an eye on the door, not that it was needed.

"You still need to work on your stamina, but you are definitely lacking in proper care. You need to spend more time with her while you can."

"She likes the quick tie. I've tried going slow, she doesn't like it often. She also likes butt stuff, but... you know."

"Yeah, mammals have all the fun." Collector chuckled as he flexed the muscles for his own male-hood and made his Fox moan. "Though we reptiles have our own fun moments."

"Yes, that is always fun. Something Uki cannot do is fully control her body to tug on me like that." Richard chuckled then tugged lightly.

Collector's body sucked loudly as the canine pulled out of the gripping vent of the Master. "We need to do this more often. I do love it when you are the dominate one in bed."

"Careful, some things cannot be unsaid." Richard chuckled as he scooted down then lapped at the used vent.

"Oh my~" Collector moaned and lifted his hips into the pressing tongue. "Yes!"

The grin the Fox gained almost hurt his muzzle as he pressed his broad tongue harder against the wanting crevice. He spread his maw then turned his head to take hold of the tail and force his tongue deep inside and play with the contents of the male he 'chewed' on. The door buzzer rang causing the Fox to growl lightly. He wiped his muzzle after pulling away then covered his Master before making himself presentable.

"Enter." Richard huffed as the door unlocked and opened revealing the Captain.

"Pardon my... intrusion, but we got a direct order from the Council to land at the Guild House instead of your land."

"A brief detour for us, yes. You will be needing to land for assignments anyway. The roster is a little jumbled for most to understand. That is how I have kept my shipments safer since... well... that Donkey. Shorthand script that few know."

"I see. I'll beg for my pardon and take my leave so that you may... enjoy yourself more."

Collector chuckled and thanked the cousin as the Iguana left. "Damn timing. Well, call home and ask Roger or Karen to bring the roster to the House along with the cage."

"Very well. If I am not mistaken, sir, we should arrive within a few hours. Since Daystarr has been given clearance for high speed."

"Nice. I'm going to see about a quick clean up before we arrive."

As Collector and Richard proceeded their tasks, the Draskins and Traskuviva trained together preparing for a whole different battle ahead. Dianos was working on his physical form while Variax continued his whip work and other such Slaver activities. Shari'shay squawked orders at the younger male and intentionally causing him to get frustrated. When his anger got the better of him, she rewarded him with talons scraping against his undertail.

No one stood still very long as everyone prepared for the grand decent onto a planet. It did not take long for the planet to come into view and the flight navigator received the approval for decent. The Guild House came into range quickly. A makeshift docking ramp was built to allow the craft to hover the building. Roger waited for the Dauntless II to settle before meeting his boss's crew at the airlock. Captain Daystarr joined Collector and had his crew take the ship to the docks for inspection.

While Richard and Michelle took care of the basic things, Collector and the Captain spoke about the roster and how he currently had things. Daystarr had plans to reform the way things were ran, Collector told him to do what he found fit as long as shipping resumes. He agreed then asked if he could join him as Collector received his Raptor princess.

"I think I would be rather stupid to meet a Raptor alone." Collector chuckled then got the attention of Shari'shay and Dianos.

The two bigger figures fell inline behind the Councilman then they all went in to meet this mysterious Princess Valenia.

The two bigger bodied guards chuckled as this little four and a half foot tall creature was escorted out. Her scales were covered in glitter and her claws had been dipped in finger paint.

"To be quite honest, I was expecting... someone older." Collector chuckled quietly.

"Hi, my name is Valenia. Daddy told me to wait for a... Richard Manson."

Collector knelt down as he smiled. "That would be me, little Princess."

"I am not little, I am six."

"That so? Well, I am sorry. Welcome to my family, Valenia, I will make sure you grow up even bigger and stronger."

She tapped her elongated nails on the floor. He guessed that was her equivalent of happiness. "Daddy says I cannot show my... emo...tions. 'Could make others hurt.' I try for Daddy."

"Well, I'll tell you something. We are going to a home that has a lot of open space, and as long as you watch for others you can show your emotions all you want. Sound good?"

"Yeah!" Her tail wiggled a little then she tilted her head to look at Collector's hand as he extended it towards her.

"Ready to meet your new family?"

"Do I have to act like a princess?"

"No, you can be whatever you want."

"Yay!" It took her a moment, but she took Collector's hand as he lead her outside. She just noticed Dianos as she went beside him. "He won't eat me, right?"

"Only if you are really bad." Collector gave Dianos a wink.

The dragon opened his mouth and gave her a good look of his teeth before loudly snapping his jaws closed. She squealed and pressed her big head into Collector's side.

"Did the big, bad Draskin scare you?"

"Mhmm."

"Maybe we'll teach him a lesson later not to scare young ladies, eh?"

"Mhmm."

"What do think we should do him? A spanking?"

"I vote for that one." Shari'shay chuckled making Dianos huff.

"Yeah."

"Girls two, boys one. Well, I guess when we get home, Mr. Dianos will get a good spanking." Collector laughed a little as Dianos drooped a little. "Ah, there is the other Richard. See that little grey fuzzball? He helps me run the family and keeps me from going crazy."

"Ah, Sir, is this the expected Princess Valenia?" The Fox knelt down and offered his paw to her.

"She is. Oh, a certain Draskin will be receiving a paddling when we get home. So do retrieve the big one once there."

"I am sure he deserves a good tail smack. I'll have it ready quickly."

"Thank you."

Dianos grumbled lightly under his breath despite the gryphon purring beside him.

"Richard, get everyone ready to go. I am going to the Captain before I join you."

After a brief conversation, everyone was heading in their proper ways. Dianos and Shari'shay flew beside the hovercraft while those who could not fly rode either in the cage or in the car. Collector was greeted with a fanfare from the elders of his slaves alone with his adopted brother.