The Dark King

### Chapter 1: Chapter 1

Two planets at war. Two beings not meant to be together. Can they change how the two races see each other? King Alduin was on a flight patrol with his two best warriors on the hunt for the human rebels. They had been a constant thorn in his side, and hindered the construction of his capitol. The five kings would have been happy to come to an arrangement of easing humankind into the idea they were not alone and slowly building the five citidels. But the humans had lashed out. Drakonians being of a dominant nature retaliated. So now he had to track them down and execute them. However he wasn't planning on being ambushed. All she wanted to do was care for the animals and go back to the way things used to be. She didn't want the attention of an abusive stalker who ran the camp they had set up. But she couldn't run away, especially not after they bring back a wounded Drakonian and the people who ambushed him... Dead. Now she has to withstand the murderous rage of the alien who somehow made her feel safe despite his wanting to kill her.

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"My king, something is not right." Odhaving said uneasily. He looked for the humans and agreed, they shouldn't have lost them. It was nearly impossible with the technology and superior senses they had.

Narrowing his gaze he scanned the wood below for signs of the humans.

"I have a bad feeling." Solohknir said, as if on cue loud sounds of the humans primitive weapons rang in his ears. In that instant he was grateful for the wing armor he had not wanted to wear, for many bullets ricocheted off the strong metal.

He growled and dove for the flashing lights that gave the humans positions away, folding his wings into his body.

Alduin felt the pleasure of his bloodlust as he crushed one of the males he landed on, instantly rounding on the next one. He used the blades on his wings to slice through his Target, looking for his next victim.

As he fought he realized there were more humans than he had first seen.

"*Tas, it's an ambush!" He cursed, him and his warriors were surrounded. "Attack as one!" He snarled, moving in a blur of motion as he dug his claws into one of the rebels throats and tore it from his body. Hot thick blood spattered over him but he didn't blink, didn't stop as he fought.

Alduin grabbed a human by their head and tossed them at another rebel with enough force to kill them both. Crouching on all fours his muscles bunched as he prepared for flight, only the searing pain that shot up his calf stopped him. He let out a pain filled roar and swiped the feet out from under the unlucky human who thought he had a chance.

He drove his elbow into the rebels face, crushing their skull.

"Alduin! Watch out!" Odhaving yelled, though he could already feel the sharp blade dig into his shoulder through the chink in his armor. Shock ripped through him, human metals weren't strong enough to peirce Draconian scales. What was this?

Alduin flung his body back onto his hind legs and reached for the human on his back. He wrapped a hand around it's neck and yanked hard, not sure if he severed the spine or not as they were thrown from him. Whirling around he found his comrades being overtaken.

*Vrite, he needed to get to them so they could retreat. If his suspicions were correct the humans had somehow gained access to Draconian metal, with the evidence still lodged in his shoulder.

Alduin turned and charged one of the humans, ignoring the pain in his leg. He grabbed the humans primitive weapon and snapped it in half, slamming the palm of his hand into the humans face immediately after.

There was a sound, like a high pitched whistling before a sharp quick pain flared in his neck. He snapped out his wings, throwing a few humans away from him. The smell of medicine hit his nose and he groaned.

No, it wasn't possible. He couldn't fall here. Looking to his men he found them already on the ground, both unconscious.

Alduin stumbled as the Earth beneath him began spinning, lurching beneath his clawed paws. He groaned as he fell to the ground in a massive heap, his wings refusing to obey him and lift him into the air. Already his muscles were becoming lax as the medicine worked into his system.

Planting a hand on the ground he struggled to get up, determined to save Solohknir and Odhaving. He let out a grunt as he collapsed back onto the ground.

Tas. No! He snarled viciously as the humans pounced on him, pinning his wings, arms, and legs, and grabbing his horns. That pissed him off, opening his mouth he took a deep breath and spewed fire from his mouth.

The human holding onto his horns yelled in alarm and fell back into his flames when he tried to escape. It made him grin wickedly knowing he burned one more before he was killed. He took pleasure in the screams of the human as he died slowly, enveloped in his fire.

One of the humans stepped forward and stomped a foot into his back between his wings. The pressure pushed his armor into his back scales, causing him some discomfort. Glaring up at the human he vowed to kill this one slowly.

He had Sandy blond hair and green eyes as cold as the infernal planet he was on. He was of an average size and build, definitely small compared to the black scale size of 7'3. He wore no armor, according to the ERO, Earthen Research Outpost, he wore a jacket and jeans.

He held a gun, it was made of Earthen metal, but he could smell the underlying scent of °infernite. His suspicion was confirmed, someone was giving the humans Draconian technology, or the humans had somehow gotten lucky enough to steal it.

Alduin choked as the medicine was finalizing his death, his eyes rolling to the back of his skull as he began to go. His body went limp and he could hear the humans running around him, shouting their victory to each other.

Gloat while you can humans. My people will slaughter you all and I will be watching from the eternal skies as you all burn and I will relish in each scream of terror.

Alduin felt like his head was being crushed, everything was muffled. His senses had been momentarily dulled down. What in the seven skies was going on? He thought they had killed him.

He felt his consciousness going in and out as he struggled to regain himself. Though with the amount of tranquilizer they had shot him full of it would be more than a while before he regained himself fully.

Alduin listened carefully to his surroundings, trying to determine where he was. A voice, very soft and gentle, soothed the ache in his head, while another, louder and angry one grated his nerves.

Checking himself over mentally he found his body temperature had dropped dangerously low. Thanks to the tas'n planet being colder than his own he was finding it difficult to keep his body heat regulated, where it was supposed to be.

Other than the obvious injury, temperature, and aching head, he was fine. Forcing his eyes open he discovered he was laid on a metal table that barely held him, his wings and tail hanging off the table limply.

Alduin moved to sit up, tensing when restraints on his wrists and ankles stopped him. Hands were on him then, small delicate ones, touching his leg. The angry voice spoke louder like whoever it was was arguing.

He growled and moved sluggishly when pain broke through his mental haze. The hands on his calf were doing something to his wound that caused this pain. He was almost content to let the soft touch do as it pleased, not quite thinking clearly.

For obvious reasons if I'm thinking this is fine . He thought blearily.

Thankfully a sudden sharp sound of slamming had him surging up off the table. The restraints holding him snapped effortlessly, being made of the hide of an Earthen animal it was quite weak. He grabbed the humans throat and yanked them onto the table with him.

Alduin was about to rip their throat out when he met a pair of sky blue eyes. They were wide and terrified, but in their depths he saw a gentleness that made him hesitate, they were far too innocent to destroy. In an instant he reached out to his other senses that were slowly waking.

Breathing in the humans sweet scent, a female human, he found it to be an extremely pleasing scent. The body draped precariously across him was soft and fragile, unlike a Draconian female who was more muscle than curves unless they were part of a social class.

She was shaking in his grip, the stench of her fear reaching his nostrils and making him recoil. The world came back in around him and he grasped her neck harder, intending on breaking the little female in half for trapping him and his comrades.

A burst of light exploded before him as pain blossomed at the back of his head. He sat there momentarily stunned before slumping back into darkness.

Fawn watched in terror as the big burly and extremely terrifying alien fell back onto the table. She shrieked as the force of it shook the table and threw her onto the floor.

"Damn it!" Caid swore, standing behind the table with a gun in his hand. He had gotten the Draconian in the back of the head with it, most likely giving him another injury. "For fucks sake Fawn! I don't care if you fix this thing or not! We can't do anything with him till Connor and David finish putting in the draconian's cage."

Fawn looked at the big alien lying on the table and noticed how extravagant the armor was. It was a rich gold with explosions of color and engravings on the armor, strange artwork etched into the metal itself. The other draconian's they had separated and carted off to other sistering camps also had intricate armor, but not as beautiful as this one.

"But seeing what just happened I'm starting to have second thoughts. This thing is too dangerous." Caid sneered and lifted his gun, pointing it at the Draconian. "It's not worth the trouble-"

"Wait! Don't kill him!" Fawn exclaimed, throwing herself between the big guy and herself, his horns brushing against her back. "I-I-I mean-" she scrambled to explain her sudden outburst.

To be honest she didn't want him to kill the alien. Not just because she thought all life was sacred and should be cherished, but because for some strange reason, he hadn't killed her when she saw the clear intention of murder in his red snake like eyes.

"I mean- just-just look at his armor. It has to mean he's important. Maybe you could trade him for more technology." She glanced up at him wearily, her heart racing inside her chest. The gun pointed at her stomach making her as nervous as the man did.

Caid gave her a speculative look, actually seeming to think it over, he gave the Draconian on the table a disdainful glare and lowered his gun.

"I suppose your right. Perhaps we could trade him for something worthwhile." He smiled down at her, but it didn't reach his cold green eyes. "Your smart, that's one of the things I like about you." He said, running the back of his hand along her cheek. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as she recognized one of his tricks. He would compliment her, then lash out either physically or mentally. But she couldn't turn away from him or he'd do so much worse to her, she had to endure his touch.

"But don't think you can get off that easy for getting in my way." He curled his lip and grabbed her jaw tightly.

Fawn cried out as his fingers dig into her jaw bone painfully.

"I-I'm sorry Caid." She apologized quietly and he released her, a little too quickly, raising her suspicion.

"Just fix that thing up and I'll send in John and Mcaddy to haul that thing to the animal room." Backing up he turned to the door and holstered his gun, looking at her over his shoulder. "Get it done."

As soon as he was gone she let out a sigh of relief, thanking her lucky stars. Shakily she turned to the Draconian on the table.

"That was a close one." She whispered, rubbing her aching jaw, her eyes darting to the door Caid had just disappeared behind. Hesitantly she walked around him to his left side and brought her medical tools with her. She frowned as she examined his armor. She couldn't very well treat him with his armor on.

She put her hand over her chest and took a few deep breaths, telling her heart to calm down, she needed to help him right now. Once she felt calm enough she tugged at the armor here and there, trying to get it off. It was stuck to him like glue and didn't budge an inch. Huffing she put her hands on her hips and looked at him.

"You must be really important if they don't want your armor coming off." She muttered, grabbing his arm plates she dug her nails into the spaces between the metal. The golden forearm plating with the talons extending a few inches past his own popped right off, throwing her back onto her ass. She screeched as she fell, holding the arm piece as if it would save her.

She must have hit some kind of release mechanism because as she examined the armor, two prongs were sliding back into the plating. On the edge where she had dug her nails into were a set of ridges that must have triggered the release. She examined it a moment longer, amazed at the artwork, before getting to her feet and setting it aside.

Looking at the big alien hand she hummed in interest, taking hold of his clawed hand she held her own up to it. It was so much bigger compared to her smaller more delicate one.

He only had four fingers, each tipped with long deadly claws, they were a dark black just like his scales. There were shiny black scales going all the way up his arms under the armor, however, underneath his arm the scales grew lighter in color and more of a tan-ish hue. His palms didn't have scales though, they were smooth, but rough and worn from work.

The Draconian began moving, his hand falling away from hers. Fawn skittered back away from the male in terror as he shifted, holding her breath as she waited for the fierce being to wake.

He settled back onto the table, letting out a ragged breath. She sighed in relief and moved back to the Draconian, sliding her fingers tentatively under his chest plate. She felt around for the ridges under the edges of the armor and found some, digging her nails into them and pulling.

Fawn yelped when it popped right off and she stumbled back. The metal was surprisingly lighter than she had expected!

"Holy-" she gaped at the broad expanse of his chest as it rose and fell in great uneven breaths. She knew he was a big guy, but he wasn't just big, he was built! He was covered in thick corded muscles and dark scales, the colors becoming lighter in the more exposed places like his throat and face. Underneath his armor was a strange silver fabric that stretched across his chest, the sleeves cutting of high on his upper biceps.

The rest of his armor was easy to take off once she figured out that the ridges released them. Though the decorative cuffs on his horns and wing armor were more difficult to remove.

Looking at him now she frowned, they had said he had a wound on his shoulder. How the heck was she supposed to get him on his stomach?! This guy had to weigh a ton! And there was no room for him on the table!

She put her hands on her hips and stared for a good long while. Well, she would do this somehow.

*Tas, tas'n- it means fuck, fucking, ect.

°infernite- a type of Draconian metal that's hard to smelt and craft with, but once one learns how to you can make the best things out of it.

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### Chapter 2: Chapter 2

Drakonian steel he could possibly melt in a few hours, but infernite was near impossible to melt, that's why it was so difficult to make things from the metal.

Pain lanced up his leg and he immediately leaned on his good one. The soft sound of running water hit his ears and he looked up to see that earthen female from before.

The tiny thing sat before what humans called a... deer. It looked like she was bathing it in a shower stall, she had her back to him. It gave him time to notice he was in a somewhat medium sized room with many cages and stalls. There were two doors, one of which he could smell fresh air escaping from.

The cages across from him were smaller and contained other creatures he had not bothered to learn.

He looked the little female over, tracing his gaze over her fiery red curls spilling down her back. She had a slim waist that flared at her hips, hips that could make a full grown Drakonian male wild. If they were into humans that was.

She wore a light blue shirt, sleeves cutting off at her elbows. It made her hair seem brighter, more vibrant. She wore a... Tas. What did human women call it? It was half a dress, some kind of thing.

She had slender legs that tucked under a shapely ass, her small bare feet sticking out. He didn't even need to give her a second thought as he gave her a final glance over, she wasn't tall or broad shouldered. In fact she hardly seemed a threat, with a fragile frame and light weight.

He could probably blow her over with a slight flap of his wings! Shaking his head he growled and she stiffened, turning to him.

Her eyes were wide and scared, less so than the last time he had seen them. She was pale with dark, tiny dots spattered all across her cheeks and nose.

But one thing that hadn't changed was the gentleness that lay within those blue depths. Behind her the deer butted it's head against her shoulder, shifting nervously as it eyed him.

The human turned back to the creature and petted it, murmuring soothingly. He breathed her in, tail swishing back and forth in undisguised rage, watching her every move.

He continued to growl, becoming more pissed every second she ignored him while cleaning that animal. He wanted to make the tas'n wench pay, just like the other humans would when he got out.

She stood after a while and reached over the creatures back, turning a nob to shut the water off. Alduin curled his lip, these humans were so primitive, but at least they had been going somewhere.

She grabbed the lead around it's neck and helped it out of the stall, walking it over to another smaller stall she grabbed a long piece of cloth and began drying it. It gave him time to notice how light he felt.

Glancing down at himself he found he had some human clothes on, some kind of persperating pants? The gears in his mind worked as he tried to remember. Sweat pants. That's what they were. He ran a hand over his bare chest, growling in irritation as he got a sudden chill.

He couldn't wait to get off this tas'n planet and back to his home on Kijaste. It was the Drakonians home planet and definitely warmer.

Alduin breathed deeply, heating his body with his inner fire, flames slipping past his bared teeth. He turned his gaze back to the human female,who was bent over to dry the animals legs.

He stared at her backside, feeling his body begin to thrum with lust, shocking him. He didn't usually find other species attractive aside from Drakon females and a few other choice species from other planets. And usually he chose strong independent women who wouldn't complain the night after when he asked them to leave.

This one however had an air about her that screamed submissive, she needed to be protected.

She needs to be protected all right. From me. He growled at the thought. He was going to tear her to pieces when he got the chance.

The tiny female stood straight and hung the cloth up, grabbing the lead and taking the deer to the door across the room from him. She opened it up and he could see a well insulated green house, it had light pouring in from above, indicating they were underground. She took the leash off and pushed the creature into the room and shut the door.

The human then started stepping towards his cage, slowly, tentatively. She was speaking low and quiet, the tremor in her voice giving away how scared she was. But he was more focused on calculating how close she would need to get for him to pull her to the cage without her being able to dodge or defend herself.

He leaned forward and in a blur leapt at the cage wall, reaching his arm through the bars. His swiping claws only managed to catch her half dress thing, ripping it down the side as she screamed and fell back. He roared at her as she scrambled back away from him, the smell of her terror making his pupils dilate as the predator in him surged.

Alduin growled and grabbed his injured leg, leaning back off of it. Her scent was getting to him, he wanted to taste it, to savor the fear and the underlying natural scent. He flicked his tongue out and was rewarded with the sweetness of her and the tang of fear.

Fawn trembled as she watched the beast in the cage, his furious red eyes on her. They were narrowed dangerously while he gripped his injured leg, a forked tongue darting out like a snakes.

It terrified her, seeing him move like that, nothing but a blur of motion. How could someone as big as him move as fast as he did?

All the animals were screeching and chattering insistently, obviously as startled as she was. She couldn't blame them, the big guy really was dangerous. Maybe she shouldn't get close to his cage. But how else was she supposed to feed him?

But you aren't supposed to feed him. She grimaced at the memory. Caid had told her he didn't want anyone feeding him, saying it would make him weak.

It's not right . And she planned to defy him. She just hoped he wouldn't find out.

He was dangerous. Caid had told her how he and his two soldiers had killed over half the group that ambushed them. She shuddered, all that blood on his armor that had to be cleaned before she could take it off. Had it all been theirs?

Her stomach knotted and she felt nauseous. And his hand had been big enough to wrap around her neck almost all the way. She still remembered what it felt like when he had grabbed her on that table. The power that burned beneath his skin- er scales- was intense, it made breathing near impossible.

Struggling to her feet she grabbed a hold of the sink beside her, the door to the stairs opening.

"I brought Conner and David with me. Hurry up and give that damn cat a bath." Caid walked in with his two lackeys. The cat? Why did he keep calling the tiger a cat.

I mean it is a cat but... She glanced back over at the cage holding the alien. He looked like he wanted to murder them all.

"Thank you Caid." She spoke softly, looking towards Caid who was sneering at the cage. If he had heard her scream from before he didn't show it. For someone who liked to stalk her he didn't care much for her personally.

He was probably one of those kind of stalkers that just wanted someone as a possession.

Fawn realized she wasn't sure who was more dangerous, the alien, or Caid? Both seemed equally as cunning and violent, masked by a calmer appearance. There was one colossal difference between the predators however.

When Caid looked at her she curled into herself, kept her head low and didn't challenge him. When the Drakonian looked at her, sure she flinched but... She didn't have the insane urge to cower or feel that she was in any danger. It made no sense!

But already she could tell that she preferred the big alien to Caid.

"How's the newest animal behaving?" Caid snickered, stepping over to the cage. She could have warned him a little faster, but her survival instincts told her, no Caid, no problems.

But he could get hurt! It went against everything she believed in to let him, or anyone, get hurt when she could stop it. So what if he was a crazy stalker that wouldn't let her move to one of the neighbouring camps and beat her from time to time.

But if he gets hurt and the Drakonian doesn't kill him he's going to take it out on me.

And that split second she squabbled with herself was all it took for the warning to be useless.

"Caid, I wouldn't-" It was too late. The Drakonian struck out and slashed into Caid's leg with a vicious swipe of his claws. Thankfully Caid hadn't gotten any closer than she had and his wound was shallow.

"You mother-" She watched in amazed horror as the creature took a deep breath and spat fire. Everyone scrambled to get away from the flames and Caid went for the tranquilizer hanging on the wall.

"Caid! No! We don't have a lot of that stuff left! We need it!" Fawn brought her focus back to the Drakonian as his fire swept by her legs, nearly burning her. Though the intense heat scared her enough.

"I don't fucking care! This bastard is getting it!" He completely ignored her as he shot at the alien. The Drakonian shielded himself with his wings, though the tranquilizer stuck into them anyways.

"Caid! Tranquilizing him so soon after the other dosage is dangerous! You could kill him!" She hurried over to Caid, avoiding the hot flames as best she could, though she wasn't without harm. "Caid!" She grabbed his arm and tried to stop him from shooting the big guy.

But he only smacked her down and out of his way.

"I want a muzzle put on him! I want it made out of that Dragon steel shit we stole!" He shot the Drakonian until he was down and couldn't move, then tossed the gun at her.

"Restock it." He snapped, and she stayed where she was on the floor and nodded obediently. "Make sure he's not waking up anytime soon fawn." He snarled, raising his hand as if to hit her.

She flinched and lifted her arms to protect herself, her heart beating a mile a minute. Thankfully the blow never came, and she glanced up at him to find him with his back to her, leaving her all alone with the alien.

A loud groan drew her attention to the beast in the cage and she scrambled for her keys. He had to be disoriented enough for her to get close right?

Fawn opened the cage and climbed in warily, leaning over him with so much concern. Was he going to be alright? When he made no movements towards her she carefully laid his head on her lap.

She gripped the sides of his face and looked him over. He was still awake, barely. His slit pupils were wide and his red eyes glassy, it took him a while to focus on her. But when he finally did he barred his sharp teeth at her and growled.

"Shush you big bully. I'm trying to help." She smoothed his soft black feather like hair back from his face, but it only made it worse. He reached up and grabbed her hair in a tight grip and for a moment she thought he was going to yank her down to him and rip her throat out.

Then his grip relaxed and his eyes fell closed, his already heavy head now feeling like rock as he passed out.

She picked the tranquilizers from him and tossed them aside, feeling for his pulse. A frown grew as she tried to make sense of the constant beat of his heart, it was fast paced and didn't beat like a humans.

Fawn shook her head and leaned over him, pressing an ear to his chest to listen.

"Holy crap! You have another heart!" That was the constant beating! One of his hearts beat, then the other, taking turns. The mountain beneath her shifted and she pulled back to look at him, really look at him.

Other than being a giant in every sense, he was in no way anything like a human. Well except some of his features were similar to a human, like his face and arms and... Her eyes wandered down his stomach and she felt her face burn. Some things she had no idea about.

But she remembered that when she had somehow managed to turn him over, ending with him on the floor and her with a guilty conscious. He had spines, as short as his claws and some twice as long, all lined up down the center of his back. They even went down his tail, which was pretty cool in her eyes. Aside from his obvious wings, tail, and horns, there were disimilarities.

For instance, his legs were like an animals, they were haunches with scales and pawed feet, tipped with vicious looking talons.

Claws. Humans don't have those. She traced her fingers over the shiny black horns on his head. He groaned and shifted, a weird purr emanating from his chest.

Fawn sighed and relaxed, the sound he was making made her feel at ease, it was soothing. His horns were thick but elegant, curving out then in and back out again at the tips. She watched his tail flicking lazily like a cat, blinking when she noticed how out of it she was.

What was going on? Why was she so calm? Her thinking was slightly muddled too. She looked at his wound and stared for a long moment before it registered that he was bleeding.

Bleeding. He's bleeding. He's bleeding! She came out of the dream like state and took her hands from his horns. The Drakonian frowned and his purring stopped, then the relaxed feeling she had did as well. She wasn't going to think about that now though as she set his head down on the cage floor and slid by him to his leg.

Yanking the leg of the sweat pants up she found the stitches had come undone and the wound was open. But it was smaller! As if his body had healed it faster than a humans would. But then again. He wasn't human was he?

She crawled out of the cage and ran over to the cabinet where the medical supplies were and grabbed things. Hurrying back with an armful of whatever she thought she needed. She climbed back into the cage and dumped everything between his legs.

First things first. Stop the bleeding.

Alduin was pissed when he came to. The tas'n humans had put him under for the last time! Sitting up he growled, looking at his leg that seemed to be patched up again. He remembered tearing the wound open when he tried to kill...

Something was wrong. He didn't feel right, there was pressure on his face. He reached a hand up and felt for the problem.

You've got to be kidding me! He wasn't just going to murder all the humans, he was going to slaughter them in the worst way possible. He slammed his hands on the floor of the cage and let out a muffled roar, the spines on his back standing on end.

His rage filled gaze settled on the human knelt across from his cage holding a small fluffy animal, a rabbit.

"When I get out of here I'm going to murder you and your people." He snarled through the muzzle, staring her down with all the rage within him. Though as he eyed her fragile frame and soft curves, he planned something far worse for her.

Alduin gave her a wicked grin and her eyes widened. He was going to enjoy this one before he killed her, and he would savor in every scream she made, whether it was in pain or pleasure he didn't care. He was going to have her and the human race would burn.

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