ready to take
them on. She sent a prayer of thanks for all the years her older brothers had
made her spar with them while they perfected their various martial arts phases.
The man laughed as he approached her. Once he was close enough, she threw out a
fast, sharp heel-punch, copping him right over his cheekbone. He growled low,
as he raised his hand to cover his injured cheek. She froze under his icy grey
gaze. He was furious, and Becky wasn't sure what he was going to do next.
Before she could get another shot in, she was grabbed from behind by the orange
and green dragon, which held her firmly while the man bound her wrists and
ankles. She went to verbally lash out at him, but he quickly gagged her so she
spat fire at him with her eyes. The dragon released his grip on her, and the
man came toward her, getting ready to sling her over his shoulder.
Even though she was now bound, gagged and about to be
slung over this mongrel's shoulder, she was not going to stop fighting. As he
put his shoulder into her stomach, she brought her bound hands down hard,
hitting his back solidly. He growled as he stood up with her. As soon as her
feet left the ground, she bent her legs up at the knee and brought her feet
down hard and fast, landing solidly against his thigh. He dropped to one knee
with a humph as his injured leg gave out. She fell to the ground landing on her back, so she
reared her legs up and kicked him in the ribs as hard as she could. He fell to
his side with a noise somewhere between a groan and a growl. She rolled to her
hands and knees and started to crawl toward the door. She didn't make it far
before the large dragon that had tackled and drugged Savren earlier blocked her
path. He puffed out some smoke into her face, and she tried to cough around the
gag as her eyes watered. While she was curled up trying to cough, she was
roughly slung over the man's shoulder and swiftly carried out of the chambers.
On her way out the door her vision cleared enough that she saw Drake sprawled
on the floor in the hallway, his eyes filled with fury and anguish as she
reached out for him with her bound hands.
It didn't take long for them to leave the confines of
the castle. Once outside, her eyes cleared of the smoke and her breathing
settled down. Damn dragon and his shitty
smoke. Silently fuming, she looked around and saw another dragon, very
similar to the one who had blown smoke at her, and another man, who had Eilagh
draped over his shoulder. The two men both turned to face each other, and the
other one began laughing.
"You had some trouble, brother?" he said
through his laughter.
The bastard holding her responded, "You could say
that. This one has fight. She'll breed good strong warriors, I'm sure."
She'd breed
strong warriors huh? Like this idiot would ever get close enough to her to
manage that. She’d rather die fighting than breed with any of these bastards. She tried to get another kick in, but his arm
tightened around her legs holding her still before he slid her down his front
to stand before him. The dragon grabbed her in a firm grip from behind, as the
man dragged his knuckles down her face, causing bile to rise up her throat. He
stepped back, and with a bright blinding flash of light, he was a big black and
grey dragon. Before her brain could wrap around what had happened she was high
in the sky with only the dragon's arms around her, preventing her from
plummeting to the ground. Terrified, she looked around and caught Eilagh's
scared gaze. What the hell was going to happen to them now?
Becky successfully managed not to throw up the entire
flight. They landed smoothly in a stone courtyard of a castle that appeared to
be in ruins. She was looking over the ruins when she was released and two
bright flashes filled her vision, followed closely by her kidnapper's voice.
"Welcome, females, to your new home. I am Huro,
clan leader. This is my brother, Gyasi, and our cousins behind you, Johan and
Adio. What are your