On the backyard garden of the Trenthaus Manor, Thydis opens the ornate glass doors to a beautiful sight of the well kept garden with a pool in the middle. There were sun chairs and umbrellas strewn around it and a wooden bar complete with drinks and food. The Elf there bows at their presence as the Dragon looks for a good place to sit down as they are given a full view of the massive garden behind the mansion.
With concrete arches littering it. The sides of the pillars that held it up had the decor of the original Winged Elves. Still using the more primitive method of magic wands and brooms while in the top, on the corners were the Airships now used by the Elves. The mighty aircrafts that’s a hundred or so years in the future in terms of technology, yet they were used en masse alongside the big birds that some of the hedges so rightly depicts with its heroic riders charging towards the direction of the setting star.
Even though his family only consisted of three other people, the place was magnanimous in its size and could easily handle the extended family plus more.
Bahamut on the other hand has walked to the rows of hedges. Many being lower than her waist, and the ones that that’re taller than an Elf being art on them rather than serving as a wall for the path of stone and marble tiles.
Along the pathway, there were small tiny marble animals. Some being two headed griffins to legendary creatures like the great snakes and worms whilst others were the simpler Dragonhorses. The dinosaur-like monstrosity with their armored scaled skins and large horns which caught her attention. Squatting down, thighs tightly together, she poked at it and her head tilted to the side, her golden eyes deeply observing the odd creature. “Goddess, those are the long extinct horses used by the riders of Queen Catherine. Former draft horses that were given the genes of a Drake.”
Looking up to a pretty blue iris behind it, the Dragon just grabs it and is quickly ambushed by a small human woman with translucent wings. “Oy! Don’t just pull it out! What are you? Some sort of a barbarian?!” The loud voice got everyone’s attention as Jackson’s face changed to a smile. “It's so cute!” was the only thing he said before a barrage of aggressive words was thrown at him.
“What?! Are you a nincompoop? Has being a Vampire dulled even your sense of respect? Do you know who or what I am?” Thydis quickly kneeled and opened his hand, letting the small thing to stand on it. With her hands on her hips, she puts her chin up as she’s brought up to the height of their heads. “I am Ea! The Fairy of the Forests of Galiantar and protector of the Garden of Trenthaus! Dragon! Know that name!”
Bahamut didn’t even give her a tinge of attention though Jackson on the other hand was enamored by her translucent and extremely thin wings. With veins of gold and silver, her snowy complexion is completely overturned by the short skirted gown she wore. Full of laces and embroidery, it's an extravagant piece of clothing and her purple eyes stood out even in her extremely microscopically small stature.
If anything, the Fairy could easily be the height of a toy doll meant for kids below three. “Essshhh… Vampire, can you stop ogling at me? It's creepy.” Hearing this made the General’s eyes open and close multiple times. “E-Excuse me? I apologize then, you just look very cute and your wings are beautiful.”
“Your charms won’t work on me, Vampire. We Fairies are resistant to all forms of charms including the devilish lustful ones of your kind.” Alana peeks behind Jackson, resting her hands on his shoulders as she silently observes the small humanoid.
“Hm? What is Alana?”
“I’ve only ever seen one fairy in my lifetime and it was a captured Male.” This made Ea look at her with crossed arms. “And? Male Fairies are our warriors, what have you done to him, Vampires?”
This made Alana silent, prompting Jackson to squint his eyes. “Wow, I never saw you think so hard for a reply.”
“Miss Ea, I was merely passing by in a market at the time. I do not know of the fate of that Male Fairy.”
“Of course, this is why we Fairies give our powers to the Elves. Goddess Forrus herself made us see what they could not see, to heal what they could not. Maybe if you Vampires could learn a thing about humility that we would reveal ourselves more to your sexually deviant kind.”
The Queen just stood there unable to find herself to take the small creature seriously as she just started to admire the flowers instead.
“Hmph. And this one has the same smell of the Mother Tree.” Pointing at the Dragon who had now fully pulled the iris, she was just left with an opened mouth as Bahamut took a petal and ate it. “Ohhhh, this is good.”
Jackson with Alana then both jumped on her, forcing her mouth open as they both took the petal out. “BAHAMUT!” but rather than replying to them, she instead hoists the Iris up. “I want my statue to be surrounded by this.”
“Oy! Do you not know how hard it is to take care of those blue ones?!” The Dragon though just turned her face to the small winged Human. “Peep…” she promptly flies behind Malik, pointing her finger at the Dragon. “Lord Malik, how can you accept such a barbaric creature into this house? Why even let it in my garden?”
“Ea, that’s a God. We must be respectful here as much as we can.”
“A Dragon God?! These creatures would flatten the entire countryside if it meant winning their stupid useless battles. These Dragons are no different from the Human Teenage Males so ripe for combat, fighting each other in useless trifles on who can be stronger than the other. You should know how many fairies died because of their reckless wanton destruction.”
“I know, Miss Ea. But the Goddess is a guest to our house now and we must respect her.” He then gently grabs Ea and puts her at the base of a nearby tree. “I apologize, I will have my sister to help you in fixing the garden if need be.”
Though on the main walkway, Thydis was already bowing down with his wife at Bahamut. “Forgive us, Goddess! Ea and her kind have not been the luckiest of all the species on this planet. The last Era brought upon a massacre of their kind as the Demons captured as many Fairies as they could to revitalize the lands of Vitas.”
“Ah… so that’s why your forest looks so luscious and beautiful. Fairies maintain them?” he turned to Jackson and briefly nodded at him. “Yes and we Elves and some Human Kingdoms are the last to protect them. Though they can be dangerous, most are like Ea who just wishes to maintain plant life till their return to the soil.”
“I don’t mind the fairy. Such creatures are merely ants to us Dragons. If I were to pay that creature any more attention, it would be akin to a Human being mesmerized by an ant trying to fight it. A mere gaze at it is a waste of energy.” She then stands up and proceeds to keep walking down the path.
There were also scale versions of the various types of Wolves that roamed the land, with one of them being the ones that attacked them in the plains.
The marble sculpture carefully depicts their thick furs and larger than normal ears and sharp eyes as Bahamut completely ignores Ea who was flying inside the hedges, closely observing her.
Jackson though looks up to the taller arches that the grapevines had hugged from years and years of neglect. Yet it didn’t evolve it, only adding to the age of the architecture as wooden birdhouses were implanted on it and in some of the intersections were feeders for the wild animals that’d come by.
Near it, a large opening was present. On the sides were benches and what seems to be a weapons rack alongside an armor stand that has padding all over it. “Wow. What’s this for? There’s easily enough space here for a helicopter.” The Admiral then walks to the rack of swords, ranging from ones the Humans use, the common Longsword to the more elaborate and complex Elven ones made of alloy. “This is where the family trains. My son and I would usually spar on this place. Should this be enough space?” He then returned the weapon to its place as Bahamut kneeled in the middle.
“Everyone, stand back a bit. She’s doing her thing.” Heeding to the Vampire General’s words. Everyone stayed on the entrance to the training area and a magic circle was slowly burned on the tiles. With four gleaming circles and the language of the Dragon inscribed in the ten quadrants that’s divided into it, Bahamut spoke clearly and monotonously. “O’ Dragos’ Scrol’. Undl’ost nur. Frorr Dre Depus ‘ftte Rah korre, Volguah Dus Dre Freaya!” a wormhole opens and the woman reaches into it. Pulling out a single book. It wasn’t thick or thin, being only the size of a middle school textbook on a minor subject. But the cover oozes of primordial essence and the call of the olden times as even far away, its worn out texture could be made out.
“Errrr… sorry about the tiles though.” Thydis looks to Jackson and shrugs. “Oh, I prefer it if it stays as is. Do you not know what such a marking from a God means? This is historic for the Trenthaus family!” he just nods in reply. “Though… Trenthaus. That sounds like a name from Gareth.” As Bahamut opens the book, and starts skimming through it with a smile. The Admiral makes a small laugh.
“Indeed it is. The names like Sherog-On-Ul came from our older ancestors. The more modern and… let’s say updated names are those from the Humans. The Trenthaus was originally called Tuk-Un-Binsal meaning, Those Of Wings." He then opens his hand which his wife takes. “A new light dawns on us Elves. The new Emperor has been very active in his wishes of opening our culture and tradition to the world.” hearing this made Jackson put his hands up his chin. His eyes squinted carefully as his ears stayed solid.
“Yet there seems to be people involved in your politics that aren’t as open to new things like the Emperor or the Military.” Remembering the smile of Seiness, he turns to Thydis. His eyes locked with the Elves’ blue ones. “As someone who is part of the military, do you perhaps know how to get these people to sign off on a Neutrality or even maybe a Non Interventionist Pact? Or maybe make a public statement supporting the Pontiff of the Holy See?”
This made Thydis look up to the skies as Bahamut closes the book and starts walking to them. “It’s particularly easy. The Elves are not one to fight one another, we’d rather take the loss if it means avoiding direct confrontation.” This made Jackson shake his head. “Yeah… I can see that… Though it would be great if this could also apply to non Elves.”
Bahamut then hands the book to Thydis. “As you are the first High Elf of this Empire to become my follower. You are given the duty to hold onto this book. It is my journey to becoming a Dragon God. All the lessons I’ve learned, failures, victories, and hardships. It's all there albeit simplified a bit in your Common language.” The Admiral then looks at the book, its leather seemed nothing special yet the smell of it was something straight off a tomb that’s been long sealed and forgotten by the time.
The cover had no words, just a blank with a border. “Is it just you or will your family come?” The Wife was the first to speak. “I believe I’ll follow as my husband does. I will pray to Goddess Forrus and to you.” The Daughter then steps forward. “I don’t really give much care in terms of who I pray to as long as they answer.” and then the Son. “If Father allows it, I’d like to do as my Mother does. Pray to both Goddess Forrus and you.'' The family then turned to the Patriarch as he held the book up his nose and sniffed it dearly.
“This… It oozes with great history. Real history. It's foreign but true and alive.” He then turns to Bahamut. “I will discard my beliefs of Forrus if need be. To hold something that’s part of the Ancients, such privileges has only come to the Binsal family a handful of times.” he then bows his head, tightly hugging the book. “Goddess, may you follow me to a shrine?”
He then stands up, with his family in tow. They walk towards a corner of the garden. Up to where the Southern and Western wall meets was a spectral tree of gold. The leaves growing around it were all of the same hue, and a ghastly apparition appears. “Father, I’ve come to talk to you.” The birches of the tree glowed a divine color as a spirit was called upon from the skies.
A ghost of an Elf in an extravagant toga reaches out as the Trenthauses all kneeled and Thydis lifts the book to the spirit whose arm reaches out and touches it. “Ahhhh… magnificent.” The ghost spoke with a voice that’s long been used, aged and worn yet it bore a strong tone that commanded respect.
With this, the phantom turns its attention to the Dragon. Her gleaming horns, the brooch on her neck and the office lady attire she wore, the old Elf just smiled and nodded. “I thank you.” Reverting his attention back to Thydis, the spirit rested his hand on the head of the Admiral. “Our dreams did come true. Though it wasn’t Queen Catherine, but a foreign Dragon God. It is still a fated event. Thank you. I await you in Alioloc, my son. Bring me great stories and victories with the wings of the Binsal family now lightened like the morning rise of a Dragon. Do your best and help our new Dragonic God.”
And just like that, the apparition disappears and Bahamut quickly walks back to the mansion. Her arms holding herself tightly as her great coat flowed with the passing wind alongside her long blackened hair.
“General, may we discuss the problems you’ve faced with us tonight? If you wish, you may stay here in my mansion. I will do what is necessary to make sure I serve my God dutifully.” Quickly, Malik rushed to him and leaned into the Elf’s long sharp ear. “Father, are you sure about this? The Military Consortium will-”
With a calm demeanor, the Admiral gently pushes his child’s cold stare out of him. “My son, no need to overthink about it. They can cry all they want, but nothing will change my mind… and our family is close to the Emperor. They’d be dealing with Forrus’ burning light if they were to oppose me.” The daughter then steps in front of her Dad, the woman having her arms crossed gives him a stern stare. “You better not make this public. Father, remember that I have a reputation, WE have a reputation to uphold.”
With a bit of thinking. He nods as his wife just sighs. “Very well. Our families did make us both marry. I just hope you know what you're doing. If this ever goes out, I will go down with you. My company, alongside it." He then looks at his wife, and the book he held close to his chest.
“My dear. Do you not think this is a better step? Bahamut is here with us now, she’s tangible yet intangible. I believe this will bring us a better future as Forrus tends to keep her miracles contained to certain individuals.”
“Yet Forrus still gives the Elves and those who pray to her great power in the arts of the schools of magic that invoke the land and all living beings to bear. She may not be with us, but her powers and miracles still linger. She still cares, my dear. Though Dragon Religions are far more easier and open, we must not forget from whence we came from.”
“I know, but it's not enough, isn’t it? Only those who had given themselves to her fully, those of the Forrus Theocracy can take the full benefits. We are missing so much, my dear. If a God could bless us with her full undivided attention, we Elves can rise to the top once again. Our family may reach even greater heights, we may breed offsprings that are all Propraetors to the Empire.”
“My dear, Ty. We must not forget about how the Empire fell. Power is not the end of it all. I can see Bahamut, and I know why she has followers, I am open to this. But we must control ourselves when something new happens.” She then walked to the training area and sat on the bench, her legs together and angled on the side. “The Emperor is also aware of this is he not? I’ve heard rumors in my circle that even the Empress had worn a gown of all things in a party. Yet it was a celestial Toga that Forrus wore when she came to us in Alioloc.”
He merely nodded at her and then turned to Jackson, wearing his green and modern military general uniform. “Of course, my love. I also think our Emperor knows of this. The Outworlders and their arrival has completely changed those who held an outdated outlook on Humanity. The Mon’krels, their not as stupid nor fragile we thought they were.”
His wife just shrugs, holding herself tightly. “What nonsense. In my seven hundred years of living, we’ve all been thought to respect Man and its abilities. To think there are still those who hold destructive views that made this Empire fall. Do you not know the rumors that this might be because the Dragons prefer them in bed? Such mockery, I do not believe an Elf could say and spread such falseness.” As the two continued their conversation, their son and daughter just bowed and started walking away.
“Love, you are part of the Business sector of the Empire. Have you not seen how some of them acted in the presence of Man? If not, you should assess your colleagues in the Trades Association. The Guilds there are led by Elves that have self-serving purposes.” As the two continued on and on, exchanging their thoughts openly and visibly, Jackson felt a slight tinge in the air between the two.
“Errrrr… Eliz- Carmilla. Is this what you call a couple’s argument?” The Queen then crossed her arms and stood next to him, shoulder to shoulder. Leaning her head to it. “Could be. We Vampires when having something like that tend to just not talk to one another for the next ten years then it’ll all be alright once again.” he just adds as the wife and husband continue their conversation.
“My dear, believe me. I fully know what we’re getting ourselves into and if need be, I am willing to accept all the faults and the downfall of this.” She then facepalms. Making a long breath. “No offense to the Goddess nor to you, Ty. But what if things don’t go out as you have planned? Do you wish to oust all your ancestors? have built? For you and the Binsal family's long held belief of wanting to get with the Dragons?” Thydis just shrugs his shoulders and sits down on a marble bench. Looking up as the birds return to their houses and the night looms in.
“No need to say such things. You’ve married a Binsal. We won’t go down defeated. It's only victories from here.” Seeing her husband’s sparkling grin as he looked at the ancient book given to him, she just blinked slowly and stood up, walking away before he could look back at her. Though seeing her walk away, he had a wide smile as he looked at Jackson and the two Vampires with him. “I apologize, we Elves are really not used to sudden things occurring.”
The Admiral then slouches as he opens the book and sees that it's in full Common. “Woa… Goddess-” Bahamut then nodded as she appeared in her Dragon form this time. “I’ve done the translating. All you need to do now is copy and print. I’ll leave the matter of this to you.” With Thydis just bowing at her more natural self. Though not anymore larger than your common house cat as she crawled up Jackson’s slacks and to his shoulders, the Dragon puffed and scuffed as she made her bed on his broad shoulders. “Do as you will with that, partake in the rituals if you wish, fight and win.”
Elizabeth and Alana, seeing things, then taps Jackson’s shoulders as they both follow the Matriarch of the family back inside. Leaving the two men and the Dragon to bask under the Moon and its satellite.
Thydis was engrossed with the book, his eyes fixated on the piece as he kept shuffling through the pages. “By the Gods… this is it! This is truly it! Ahahahaha! I never knew such things would come!” Jackson then sat on the same marble bench Bahamut was on. “I feel like there are many who are against the Emperor and his more modern and outward look in the future. But they’d rather keep it to themselves… such a culture you have. It's more meek than the Neutral countries in World War Three.'' He then looks to Jackson, with a sleeping and resting Dragon on his shoulder and closes the scripture.
“Do humble me, General. But what is Bahamut to you? The way she looked at you seemed far more intimate than I can imagine.”
“She’s… she’s a lifelong companion of sorts. Let’s just say our souls are forever bonded. Literally, since Dragons have this thing with them where if they meet a Mortal they respect. They’d personally fly you to Paradise.” Thydis’ face then opens with the biggest smile yet. “Then! That means even maybe I could go to Paradise?! The Heavens?! Alioloc without having to wait for the Great Tree?!” Jackson just shrugs. “I don’t know about you though. But that’s how it is for the people of Tur.” He then starts playing with his hands, his right thumb and index finger squeezing the soft tissue between his left hands thumb and index.
“It is said that those favored by the Dragons would have their souls delivered by them to the Heavens. To make sure eternal damnation would never come. That’s why so many fled to become followers of the many Dragon Cults. To partake in their Communions and Rituals. Becoming Dragonlords and Knights.”
“Dragonlord…”
“A title long left to the shadows of history. There’s no longer a Dragonlord in Tur. Since the One True God came, the Age of Destruction and Death came to an end and alongside it the power and influence of the Dragons. Its timely end ushered in an Age of Peace and Compassion. We, Chosen Ones have been given the duty to maintain that. Our strongest weapon, the Art of Return. Deathless, completely.”
“And has Man long communed with Dragons before this Age of Peace?”
“Indeed. We were their trusty landbound warriors. The respect was mutual between the two species.” As if he was channeling every three hour Dark World Dragon Lore video that he had watched, Jackson was going full throttle in partaking his knowledge of Bahamut’s kind to the foreign Elf. With one of his legs sitting on top of his knee, his elbow resting on it. The Vampire seems as if he could go on for ages. “A song was even made about it, Dra Koi as the community calls it. An old OST about the love between Dragon and Man. Though now, its skewered as strong Guilds treating Dragons like WMDs. We of Eldwood never saw them that way, Bahamut and her cohorts have always been family to us. Every Dragon we kept in the Castle of Eldwood was one of us, Knighted and given full pledge memberships.”
He then softly took Bahamut from his shoulders and rested her on his arms, cradling the Dragon like a child as he hugged the Dragon God with care.
“That song spoke of when Albion first came to Tur. Wounded from a cosmic battle. He rested in the swamplands where a little girl found him. The two convened and he partook of the knowledge of the cosmos while in return, that child all had to do was sit down and listen, to give him company as he healed.”
“Ah, so Dragons are truly social creatures.”
“They are, and they practice life of being alone by meditating alone in caves or labyrinths.” Looking up to the celestial space that sat above them, the Vampire General rubbed the belly of Bahamut as he grinned. “That little girl then became the Wise Queen who wedded the Legendary King. They say a Dragon’s love is timeless. They’ll never forget those they connected with. In the end of her life, as her children grew to become greater leaders, Albion himself guided her soul to Heaven.”
Jackson then looks down on his hands, opening it as he stared at the odd pale perfect skin he now has. “I wonder if Bahamut will do the same to me… on Earth when I am finally put to rest. Will she be there to carry me to my God?”
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Closing his hands, he looked at Thydis who is fully engrossed by his deep and personal knowledge and relation to the creatures. “The Dragons are a strange creature. For us Humans, they can’t be anymore than Alien monsters or creatures straight out of a fairytale. Anatomically, unlike the Wyverns. Little makes sense about them and how they fly and gain so much armor. Yet they exist now, and live amongst us.” Jackson then leans more forward, his elbows resting above his knees. “Humans love war, Humans are an insane species that prides itself over how effectively we can outkill one another. Yet still. The Dragons chose to convene with us and thanks to that, we’re forever grateful for them. We’re willing to lay down our lives, history, and being for this friendship that lasted through the Eras.”
Thydis laughs loudly, and soon stops. “What? Anything funny about that?” he shrugs and looks at the General. His blue eyes sparkling brightly under the night sky. “No. I just now understood a part of why the Dragons chose Humans. To do all that for a mere friendship. Yet the Dragons can easily wipe them all out, just because they told them that their now friends… The Humans are instantly willing to lay down their lives even with their curse of a short life.”
He then showed the General a genuine smile and looked up to the skies. “When the Emperor was still young, he became engrossed about the Humans. While I was engrossed about the Dragons. It was natural that I thought about him about my obsession but I also learned from him about Humans.” Thydis then made sure to calmly and softly place the book on top of his thighs. “It was natural we’d get along. Even here in Threa, the history of Humans and Dragons are both intertwining. He taught me, and I taught him.” The Admiral then sighs and looks back down, straight at the wall of his mansion as he follows it to the Golden Spectral Tree.
“He once told me that there must be some reason as to why the Dragons chose Humanity. He said he’ll never underestimate Man like his Father and Grandfather did.'' He then turns his face to look at Jackson. “In the age we changed Emperors. The Humans had entire civil wars, Kings and Queens overthrown, cities pillaged and burned by rebelling people against the loyalists. New laws, new cultures and traditions developed.” The Elf then swipes his mouth with his hand. “Yet the Dragons provided aid, they were the first ones to always respond. No matter the creed or alliance, the Dragons always came to save and help Humans. As if they’ve fully accepted this barbaric and completely retarded side of theirs and evolved alongside their mortal friends.”
Jackson just scoffs at the sentence and then slowly nods. “You can say, the Dragons are the patient hot wife of a very rowdy and overworked husband. The two don’t seem like a match but when together, you know they are still as madly in love as they were back in High School.” Thydis just tilted his head in confusion. “You say some odd words but the idea, I do understand and… To a degree, I understand it. Something we Elves have been fretting over since the days when there were still Sea and Snow Elves.”
Suddenly, a Maid enters the premises. “Lord Trenthaus, General Jackson. Dinner is ready.” The two then looked at each other and nodded in unison as they stood up and went into the well lit mansion.
Their dinner room stood by the garden, with them having a full view of the beautiful work that’s been done to it as lights open and its nightly looks appear. Fireflies started appearing out of nowhere and butterflies that had an ethereal blue color to them flapped around the practice area.
San Trenthaus couldn’t eat her meal upon seeing it. “O-Oh my! By the Gods! Look- Look!” Everyone got up and went to the huge glass window and could see the blue glowing butterflies hovering and roaming to their own delight. Jackson just scratches his head as he was about to eat some of the culinary of the Elves. Mostly consisting of a balanced diet of Meat, Vegetables, and Fruits.
The two Vampires were with him while Bahamut was already busy tearing up the dining table, taking what she prefers and likens to without care while the General leans in to Alana whilst the Trenthaus family was on the window, looking in absolute amazement.
“Uhhhh… what’re the Blue butterflies meant to be?”
“It’s an old thing with Goddess Forrus, M’Lord. It's actually in some of the stories I’ve read.” Jackson then looks at her whilst Elizabeth slapped Bahamut’s hand. Preventing her from taking apart the slab of darkened meat with a luscious red inside. “Hm? Stories huh?”
“Yes, M’Lord. To the Elves, the Blue Butterflies symbolize their past warriors. If you were visited by one, it means that Goddess Forrus was nearby.”
“Interesting… and what does it mean if there’s multiple?”
“I think it just means that Goddess Forrus has even brought their further past ancestors to watch over them. It is said these Butterflies are like the Spectral Trees, a terminal to Alioloc but a mobile one though it's limited in what it can do.”
“Huh. Bahamut’s magic circle must’ve had some strong primordial mana on it to attract guests like that.”
“Pfft! Master, those butterflies are just conduits of their heaven to let their presence be known. The Elves seem to have a strong connection to this Alioloc… unlike Man.” Jackson then smiles and lifts his fork with a cutlet of meat on it. “Hey, what’s that supposed to mean?” As he laughs, the Trenthauses ordered the Maids and Butlers alongside the garden servants to go and light incense.
All except Thydis. Who then sat next to Bahamut. “Goddess, may I ask what prayer should I speak for those who have passed?” The Dragon then stopped eating and proceeded to give him a scary look but then relented. “Well… just remember that it is rude to disturb a Dragon when eating. If you want me to just check on your loved ones, just go to a statue of me and speak to it. My form in the Abyss should be able to do it.” he nods and just looks at the rest of his family. “Then, let me talk to the Goddess and let her know about our secondary religion.”
“Oh Goddess Forrus, may your love and everlasting and all encompassing touch protect those of the past. May their souls not linger any longer in this mortal plain and they may arrive in the Heavens where the Elves truly belong.
Oh we beg of you, Forrus. May our loved ones be put to the world they rightfully belong to. Ascended to the place above this, where they may live eternally in bliss and ignorance of the affairs of this messy world to be with us still even as we pray to Bahamut. We know you do not wish for prayers, nor rituals. As taking care of life on this planet is more than enough.
But as someone’s ancestor who used to be one of the Great Elves that came down from Alioloc. May you know of our Dragon Religion.”
Thydis then notices none of his guests except Bahamut has eaten and presents his arms to them. “Oh, please eat. Please. We don’t have it in our culture to wait for the man of the family to take the first bite and this prayer is something rare and only done for the most unique of settings.” Hearing this, Jackson just shrugs and starts eating the food on the table. The oddly shaped apple taking his attention, he takes one for last as he munches on the meat.
Having access to the powerful jaws of a Vampire. He was able to clear through so much food in such a short amount of time. Unable to fully grasp and take note of the taste as one bite was all it took to cut it apart and another to make it possible to swallow without hindrance.
“M’Lord, try this technique.” Alana then takes a slice of the meat and shows how she’d not put it directly in the middle but instead put it off center, making her able to take more bites whilst also showing that if you focus hard enough, you can eat slower and more methodically. “Just be careful M’Lord and not bite your tongue.”
Doing as she said, Jackson was able to eat slower but it still wasn’t enough for him to fully become immersed in the local cuisine. Before long, the entire Trenthaus Family had returned to the dining table and had started eating. With the two children and the wife thanking Bahamut for the opportunity to see their ancestors just for the moment.
She merely nodded as the Dragon was far too busy taking her fourth plate which prompted the Elven servants to prepare another serving of the meat. Soon, the Butlers came with cold milk and the maids arrive handing them hot towels to wipe their hands and face on.
As everyone finishes up, Thydis then opens his hands.
“General, would it be fine for you to maybe stay the night here? If you want, I could even offer you a place to stay. It should help you become more aware of our customs and ways.” This made him have a snarky grin and looked at Elizabeth and Alana which the two immediately replied with an expression that they hit the ball right in the head. “Well My Lord, I do think this is a good chance for us to learn more about Elvennur and the people living here.'' Elizabeth didn’t spare an effort in making her excitement known as Alana smiled as wide as she could.
After a few seconds of thinking, he then turns to Alana and she immediately prepares her best act. “M’Lord, I do say this is a good way. But I do not know how we could properly make time with the Embassy being so far away. Equipment must be moved here.” He nodded and soon. Speaks. “Alright. But first, I need to make some calls. As Alana said, I need equipment here and then our clothes and baggage. I hope you won’t mind.”
The Admiral shrugs his head profusely. “Of course! Please, stay for as long as you like. What is here, is for you to take and share. This is our Culture, we Elves pride ourselves in being able to give without needing anything in return. As long as it's for the betterment of the entire community.” He nodded and soon, the man got busy.
Taking the Trenthaus carriage in the midst of the night, he soon returns with a small convoy of SUVs and a military transport truck. The big 6X6 woodland camouflage five ton truck unloading not only the heavy wardrobe crates of the two Vampires, but also short range radios with a powerpack mounted to it.
Jackson on the other hand took a look at the guest room he was given. With the place being thrice as big as the one given to him in the Embassy. And no longer did they have to share one room together as there was more than enough to house five people if need be. With each and every one of them getting their own place on the second floor.
Soon, everything was placed and Jackson got ready for bed. With Thydis checking on everyone first before sleeping. With him going to the General first.
“General, upon the first spark of Lambrose’s light, a bell will ring five times. Please wake up by then.” He nods but then looks at the stack of paperwork that was given to him. “Errrr… haaaah… I might have to pull an all-nighter. But alright.” As Thydis was about to close the door, Jackson stops him. “Also, don’t… don’t do this to the girls. They are uhhh… sensitive about their privacy.”
The Admiral then nods. “But are you willing to notify them, then? I wouldn’t want to disturb them out of the green. As this is our custom, everyone wakes up by the bell.” sighing, he takes his military jacket off the hangar. “Of course.” closing the door, the man dons his uniform though with the jacket unbutton and the shirt underneath being crooked from being used all day.
Walking out. He shakes hand with Thydis.
“Thank you so much for this.”
“Please, have as much fun as you can.”
“I will.”
“Oh and that Emerald Brooch, Goddess Bahamut is wearing, does she like that particular type of jewelry?” He shakes his head and smiles at him. “You better ask her that yourself.”
The Elven man just nodded and walked away with a happy expression whilst Jackson turned back to his room. “Ah, Lady Carmilla. Pleased to meet you again.” hearing this even though the door was fully closed, he immediately turned around with a squint and opened the door to a surprised Queen.
“Hm? What is it?” she instantly recoiled, shocked by his sudden intrusion as Thydis just had a small laugh at seeing the usually stoic and well mannered woman act in such a way.
With the Elf just passing by through them, striking the two a smile, he continues on to the rest of the halls beyond theirs and even the magic light he had on disappear into the maze.
“You know, My Lord. I am usually the one doing this.”
“Hm?” His eyes then squinted and a grin appeared on the General’s mouth. “You were gonna pounce on me again aren’t you?” she then sniffed the air and the woman just crossed her arms. “I want to but, My Lord. You just smell… so different. But at the same time… I am in great need of your physical intimacy.”
“Why not Bahamut? She has been wearing my old coat since the start. She should smell like the old me.”
“But… haaaah… off to that stupid Dragon again.” With a slouched body, she starts walking back to her room as the General just shrugged his head and returned back to his room where he started to open all of the drawers and wardrobes.
Visibly amazed at how much space he is given to play with, the General took his time in looking about, making sure every nook and cranny has been checked out fully as he changed to a more comfy set of striped pajamas.
Setting himself on the bed, he already felt like he could fall asleep but instead, after a few seconds of relaxing, he stood up and went out to the room and to the left of the hallway where he knocked on the door a few meters from his.
With no one answering, he immediately turned around just to notice Alana was standing on the ceiling, with her hands behind her back as she was completely enshrouded in darkness. “Even you, Alana?” she just nodded as Jackson pointed to the next door. She does as ordered and disappears into the darkness as he goes over to the next one.
Met with silence once again, he heads over to what was Bahamut’s room and knocks on it. The door instantly opens and it's Alana in her nightly gown. She bowed and smiled. “Haaah… she’s being uncooperative, M’Lord.” He then smiles and peeks inside to see that Elizabeth had bought her own chair and was nonchalantly taking her time whilst the Dragon had already had the thick blankets draped over her, ready to sleep. “I came to notify you trio. At first Sunrise, the Elves will ring a bell.” Elizabeth’s voice mulling over can be heard.
“Blast. I can’t believe they still do that!” Alana then steps aside to let him in as he checks the carpeted room of Bahamut. “Yeah, he said the entire city or even the entire Elven race wakes up exactly upon that bell ring. So, he just wanted you to know.” The Dragon’s place was larger than his and had a huge wooden wardrobe alongside a desk with a circular mirror on it. To much his surprise, there was little decor to the place, aside from the ones on the furniture and the bedside tables where C shaped lamp shades were placed. It was pretty darb and normal.
“Just be ready for that, alright? Bahamut, behave.” she nods as Jackson turns around to leave. But before he was to twist the doorknob, he stopped. “And what’re you two planning on doing? She’s not in the mood at all.” Elizabeth, who was sitting on her chair, just waves her hand. “Well, My Lord. It was just supposed to be me, but it seems that you stared a bit too hard at the Countess and now, we have to discuss who we’re gonna go along this.” he facepalms and makes a long sigh. “A Vampire’s drive is just amazing. The fact that you already want to go.”
The Queen then points at Alana. “I’ve been wanting to do it since the first day. I do not think I could last a week. After this, you better come to my side, My Lord.” He then turns around once again and leans on the wall near the door facing the three women. “Hah… I don’t know what to think about that… Just be careful alright? Don’t push her too much.” they all nodded, even Bahamut. “Haaaah… is it that bad?” The Dragon then lifts her hand and opens her index finger, pointing at her nose. “Master. I can’t even smell a hint of you right now. No wonder these two can’t bring themselves to do it with you in that form. But can’t they just hold it in for a few more days?”
He just nods and swipes his face with his hands, the discontent apparent from his expression. “So… I’m guessing Elizabeth is about to give that duty to you, Bahamut?” The Dragon then lifts the bed sheet over her and turns sideways to sleep.
“Oy! Dragon, you still have the smell of Our Lord! Do not leave us hanging!” She ignores them, proceeding to doze off as the Queen gets up and starts pulling the thick blanket from her which the Dragon abruptly takes and starts pulling it towards her. “No! I wanna sleep!” Elizabeth then looked at Alana who had picked up a spare bone from their dinner which made Bahamut to let go of the blankets upon smelling it. “Now Countess!”
They both then jumped the Dragon and started to undo her clothes as she wrestled to keep them on. “Come now! It’s not like you don’t like it!” Bahamut then turns into her Dragon form and crawls out of the bed and into the carpet which she then gets grabbed by Alana. “I apologize, but I also need to be tended with.” Jackson on the other hand just shakes his head at the commotion, massaging his forehead at the chaos the trio are making at night.
“You know, Bahamut. It feels good, but it often feels like something is missing. Nonetheless, we can get by this method for a while. Let our bodies drown in pleasure once again.” With her captured, the Dragon turns back into her human form and nods. “Fine… but this better be over quickly! I still wanna get some sleep!” She begins to remove her pajamas, letting the three Vampires in the room to see her naked body. The crystal clear pale bosom, the seamless curves that lead to her big breasts and wide hips. The two Vampires then looked at each other and with smiles, proceeded to remove their lingeries.
Even though he had a sight to behold in front of him, the three immaculate bodies of creatures that live forever, clashing and making intimate contact with one another. As if Angels from above were making love to his very eyes. Jackson didn’t feel a thing. Even he tilts his head at the lack of reaction his body is giving. “My Lord, get used to that. When a Vampire has something to do, they will feel nothing but the need to accomplish it. This drive is what gets so much of us killed.” As she walks towards the bed, with Bahamut and Alana already feeling each other up, the Queen rests her long blonde hair on the bed sheets as her hands start to skim the thigh and chest of the Dragon.
“I do hope this affair finishes so that you could go back to your original Human form, My Lord.” As she stretched her long body, the celestial dew of her sweat leaked out, giving her already porcelain skin a bright reflection as she ran her slender fingers down from her shoulders to the area between her thighs.
He on the other hand looked down on himself, there was nothing. Even though in his mind, he should be harder than the rock that held Excalibur in place, there was not even a hint of lust within him. The only thing in his head was the Elves and their place in the grand scheme of things as the End Times slowly creeped towards the present. “This is… just odd. But then, just how easy is it for you to forget and let go?”
The Queen then turns her body to him as her fingers enter Bahamut while the Dragon does the same with her. “Anh~” as her pretty moan cried out, her eyes suddenly steeled like a predator looking at him. Her emerald eyes changed to a golden color. “My Lord, you have an eternal life. As a Vampire, you have all the time you need. Right now, what you are doing is a pitfall for one. Thinking and fixating on something. This could lead you down a road where even immortal creatures meet their end.” he nods as Alana’s younger and more vigorous body gets on top of Bahamut, sniffing her neck like a wild animal.
“My… Ahhhh…~” she continued to sniff down Bahamut, going from her nape down to her back. ”M’Lord’s scent. Your Majesty, sniff here!” Jackson then smells the air and could identify four different things just from it alone. As the Queen switched places with the Countess, Alana then dug her fingers on the two as she kissed and licked as much as she could.
“Huh, so is this how it works?” Alana who had been playing with the large breasts of Bahamut whilst taking her fingers suddenly removes Bahamut’s hand from her thighs. “Here, M’Lord. Let me show you.” As if a switch had been turned off, the Countess had a serious look to her that even made his eyes widen. Though her face was still flushed, her eyes said differently as her body walked with a prideful stride.
Standing up, she left the Dragon and the Queen alone. Letting the two giants clash in bed as she elegantly walks right up to him, her naked body fully exposed. Unlike the other two, hers was more tighter, fitter. Though not as stacked as the two, she was still above average and her hips alone could sink a song that could make even the hardest of men fall. She then lifts up her left hands fingers and right hands fingers.
“Do you smell this, M’Lord? Close your eyes and focus.” he crossed his arms and closed his eyes. The image of Bahamut completely taking care of Elizabeth fades from his sight. “Hm. I do. One is sweet and the other is more… spiciness to it?” Opening his eyes, all he could see was the clear liquid that came from the holes of the women and Alana then nodded at him as she could see his nose was twitching, like that of a dog that’s hunting in the forest. “Then, which one is Bahamut’s? Which one is from Her Majesty?”
Lifting his hand, he points at the left and more sweet one as Bahamut and the other, with more spiciness to it as Elizabeths. “Well done, M’Lord. Hmph, I wasn’t expecting you to learn how a Vampires smelling works, but yet here you are.'' She then turns around, seductively showing her perfectly curvy body as she slowly walks back to the bed, her rear bouncing about and she slides in between the two.
As quickly as she got in, the other two started violating her holes, whilst licking and kissing. “I guess, I’ll leave you three alone then.” Elizabeth then raises her hand and gets onto her knees on the bed. “My Lord, do you have anything that you haven’t worn yet in that form?” He looks up to the ceiling and shrugs. “No. Why?” the Queen just proceeds to sniff the Dragon's body and stops at her long neck as her wetness tripled. “You should very well know why, My Lord. This smell… It's exhilarating. Ah~ Man smell makes me go wild.” As Alana spreaded her rear open and started licking, the Queen cupped Bahamut’s chin and made her kneel in front of her, the two of them now on their knees face to face. To her surprise, the scent of Her Lord was more apparent there. “My… it smells as if he's here with us!”
The Vampire Queen then started to aggressively lick her chin. As if smelling the old Jackson turned her on to the point of climaxing as she came and the Countess climbed to behind her back, pushing her breasts against her small back. She rested her head on the Queen’s shoulder and leaned forward enough to sniff Bahamut’s chin. “Indeed Your Majesty! Ahn~ This scent… ah~”
He then tries to get a good look at them once again. The angelic bodies of these women were touching, rubbing, and piling on top of each other as their legs intertwined and their fingers sensually touching one another’s privates. Yet in his mind, all he had was his next move. “So this is why you work the way you work, Elizabeth, Alana.” As if he could clearly think of the next step forward, and the best methods to do it now that he is left alone without the supervision of the United Nations, he lifts up his hands and looks at its pale complexion.
“What a truly scary body and mind.” he then lowers it to see Elizabeth’s hands over Bahamut. She opens her mouth, tongue out as the Dragon’s alcohol-like saliva pours down her throat whilst the Countess had her fingers in their holes. The moans they were making was enough to put any man in heat.
The actions alone that they were doing to one another, was a sight to behold and something any male would wish to lay his eyes on. As they fondled one another without care, Elizabeth and Alana got on top of Bahamut. The two Vampires held one another’s hands as the Dragon worked her tongue, fingers and hips.
“I’ll be going then. Have a good night, the three of you.” he turns around, fixing his jacket, necktie, and shirt and proceeds to the door. One last look at them and then down to his body, he shrugs at the oddity he has gotten himself into and back to the hallway where he could see the night sky had fully taken over. It seemed warm and accepting, the darkness around him engulfing him not with fear, but with solitude.
“Man… this is no way to live.” He puts his hands on his pockets and proceeds back to the room. His mind is full of ideas and methods on how to execute his plan. Yet none of it seems right with him as he returns to his bed, now just sitting on the side. “No. I need to remember to do this the most Humane way possible. I can’t be like Elizabeth or Alana.”
As he changed into his pajamas, the man just looked at the roof of the four post Queen sized bed and upon closing his eyes, completely entered a deep sleep without effort.
Waking from her usual slumber, a shocking tingle came from Bahamaut's spine as she could hear Elizabeth's nose, deeply inhaling. "Aaaahhh..." she could feel the two fingers of the Vampire swirling inside her once again as the Dragon just looked at the Queen who was fully awake. Though morning hadn't come yet, the sky already had a bright blue color to it over the ceiling that'd show the vast open skies above them. "Bahamut, just how long do you wear that coat? I couldn't sleep as his smell kept turning me on."
With a groan as she looked forward again, ignoring the Queen. Alana's bare body was then facing her. The supple bright lips of the Countess mere inches from hers as the younger body of the Vampire was magnificent in its own right, showing more youth than the two's more mature and seductive allure. "Gaaah. I wear it even to sleep. I use it to cover myself. Makes me remember when I'd sleep on Master's arms. Back when I never had access to this form more Human of mine." With the removal of her fingers, the wet long nails of Elizabeth dripping from her juices as she puts it up her lips and kisses it.
"The Elves have not really changed as much as I thought. The only thing that changed is their awareness as to the strength of their enemies." Bahamut though was not active enough to respond fully and just nodded slowly. "Our Lord's plan is going well, but one thing that irks me is that Queen-Empress of theirs. She saw me so clearly one could say that I was as if an open book to her." Turning around, Bahamut just stuck her fingers in her mouth. Though caught off guard, Elizabeth started to sensually lick it as the Dragon pulled it out. A trail of her saliva was made as she proceeded to put in her. "Happy? I'd like to continue to sleep."
Though Elizabeth's face was flushed, her eyes told a different mood entirely. "Keep going but I want to ask you, Bahamut. Just what is that Empress of theirs? That Elf... she exudes something far more ancient than you."
The Dragon then removed her fingers from her privates and then stuck it back to the Queen's mouth. "I can understand why you grew to your strength. That keen eyes of yours and sensitivity even impresses me. But let this be a warning to you. Do not look further into the Empress. She is something only I can handle."
Elizabeth then slowly removes the Dragons fingers off her mouth and licks the tip of her long nail. "Oh, you mistake me, Dragon. That Empress has seen something in our Lord. It disturbs me that I cannot see what ire she has planned for him." Before the Dragon could fire back, Elizabeth goes for her mouth, kissing it as if it had the droplet of nirvana as she cutely bit the Dragon's tongue with her red lips. The Vampires free hands going for her breast and crotch. But Bahamut didn't react even after the sensual sounds of liquid being crushed and moved as her insides were toyed with by the Queen. "I can see what Master means by the difference of how Females fight."
"Oh, don't cheat now and remove your lust. I know you love my technique." With a squint of her eyes, the Dragon then pushes the Vampire down below her and pressed her large breasts against the bloodsucker awakening Alana. "... Hmmm? You two are still going?"
Reading the atmosphere between the two, she instead opts to smile and pat their shoulders. "Now, now. I know both of you have great concern for our Lord. But let's not sully the pleasures of the bed with such problems." With this, the Countess kisses the two of them. The Queen first then Bahamut. "All three of us love him equally, though we may have different ideas in this plan. We all agreed to go through with it. No matter what." With this, Bahamut instead intertwines her legs with Elizabeth. Her feet reached past her head. "This stupid goldie is concerned about the Empress of the Elves. Knowing her, she already has plans that will derail all this if it meant Master's safety." Elizabeth though was shocked at how active and forward
Bahamut had become and as she was about to speak, rather than words, sensual moans came out as Alana sat on top of the Dragon and held the hands of the Queen. "Your Majesty." There breasts pressed against each other as she hugged her tightly.
"You mustn't forget of your duty. Our Lord's wishes are above all of us no matter what. Let us not let our love to get in front of what's important. Fulfilling what he desires." The Queen, though, returns this with a smile as Alana's upper body collapses. "Anh~ Bahamut, your tongue! Not so aggressive!" The blonde woman, though, just breathed a sigh. "So be it then. But Bahamut, whatever that Empress has planned. Please, do not make Master get dragged deeper into this. I am deathly..." midway through her sentence, she had to let out a long moan as she collapsed into the already leaned Alana.
Breathing out heavily, stumbling on her words as drool dripped from her mouth, she continued. "Deathly afraid he will get dragged deeper into this. Far more than what he should and knowing that man, for him to go this far, to remove his mortality for the sake of us. I know he will go beyond what is needed to protect us. His benevolent heart must be guarded, even if it means foregoing of our souls." She suddenly felt the Dragons hips had stopped as Alana's eyes widened. Lifting her body from her face, Bahamut got up and sat on her knees. All prim and proper.
"I understand. I too share the same sentiment. But... I have this feeling that the Gods of this world has already inked a plan that Master won't be able to escape." This made the two Vampires grasp in their places as they held the Dragon's hands. "What?! What do you mean, Dragon? Countess, we heard the same thing didn't we?!" With an extremely concerned look, Alana slowly nods. "That is why I plan to accept the proposal and go to the University of Benber. I will talk to Forrus if possible and see for Master's safe return to Earth." This lightened there tensed moods as Elizabeth just plops
Down the bed and reached her arms out. Bahamut accepted it and she lets the Queen to tightly hug her as she rests besides her with Alana on her other side. "Haaaah... I just don't like how Human males do this." The two Vampires then turn to her, as for the first time, Bahamut's voice had a sense of immense fear to it. "Since Master is a Vampire now, he can hide it better. But all three of us could feel it.
He's trying to keep himself together and act like a Vampire even though he is not." Alana and Elizabeths hands both intertwines with hers as she slowly closed her eyes. "Master knows if he shows fear, we'll show fear. Fear for him and his safety... why must a fate like this fall on him? Even as someone as powerful as I am, I could not foresee a reason as to why this must happen to Master. After all he's been through on Earth, he deserves a peaceful life out of all of us." Suddenly, Alana kisses her on the cheek and the sole of her long nail turns her head to face her. "Bahamut, Our Lord would also wish for us to live a peaceful life.
Out of everyone, he sees us for who we are and still thinks we deserve to live a normal life." Elizabeth then leans up, resting her head on her hand as she runs her fingers up and down the center of Bahamut's body. "And he will do everything for us. Even right now, I cannot even fathom of how I'll repay him for everything." She then runs her tongue to the Dragons breasts and stops at her shoulders, sniffing it.
"But all he wishes for me is to live and be good... Us, sinful and murderous Vampires. Just what kind of man does that?" As there magnificent and hairless bodies stood next to one another, like three perfectly carved marble statues that never crack nor lose its shine, the three women looked up to the ceiling and smiled. "He does." The next day, Jackson awakens fully after a good night’s rest.
A bell then rang and like an ignition was pressed on a vehicle. His body roars back to life and not feeling any fatigue from being woken up from such a solemn slumber, he looks to his left as the rays of the foreign star in the morning have pierced into all the crevices of his room.
Donning his uniform, he exits out to see all the servants and maids were already out and about performing their duties. With him being left there to fend for himself as Elves went left and right cleaning and maintaining everything.