Fighting by Anaya Phoenix (sci fi books to read .TXT) 📖

his brother just giggled. The blue dragon flew over us, showing us its belly and I choked on my spit.

“Is that… that’s not… holy shit…” Leo stuttered, taking a step back as we saw the tattoo that was there.

“Your siblings are riding a royal dragon cub, and I doubt the parents know about it.” Eva stated, barely being able to hide the laughter in her voice. A deep roar filled the cave and made the ground vibrate with the intensity of it.

“Actually,” She laughed, clutching her stomach as she oubleed over “they had no clue about it!”

 

 

                My eyes widened as everything happened all at once. As soon as the roar hit, the dragon’s wings gave out and they all landed on the floor, none too gently from the sound of it, and all the shifters came running into the training room to see what all the commotion was about. The sound of a hundred wings filled the air, making everything around impossible to hear. Zack and Iona ran to Leo, cowering behind his leg and clutching on to him for dear life. Filly didn’t even give her sister a chance to come to her senses before she used magick to bring her to into her arms and held her close to her chest. Vixie and Louie quickly ran to where I stood and tried to feign innocence. I rolled my eyes and pushed them closer to my body, knowing I’d need to protect them. With a deep groan the cub slowly started to shift, ice and wind bowing around it until a kid stood in the middle grabbing his should and wincing in pain.

“Damn, that hurt.” His accent was slight, but it was definitely Russian. He stood naked, but nuditiy wasn’t a big deal to us. He looked over at where we stood and shrugged with a sheepish smile.

“Sorry about that guys, got a little too cocky back there.” Several full size dragons  flew into the room, all of them ice and all of them very angry and very large. They landed, earning several snarls from every shifter and changed; causing one hell of an ice storm indoors.

“Ivan, what the hell do you think you’re doing? I told you we were to wait until the shifters were aware of our location!” The first one out was a female, tall and built. Her hair was the common blue amongst ice dragons and her face was angular but still beautiful in the deadly way that all dragons and reptilian shifters were.

“Mother, I went for a fly. No harm.” The storm had finally calmed down, revealing about fifty dragons in their human form. They stared at us, watching us as if we were the ones that turned into two ton giant reptilian animals that could spit ice.

“Respect your mother child, and come here.” A male said, he looked nothing like the boy so he probably wasn’t his father. Ivan narrowed his eyes at the male but went to his mother anyway, standing next to her and looking at his newfound friends apologetically.

“I am Inna, Queen of Ice Dragons and this is my son Ivan. We come because we were called by Gaia, you need our help.” It was a statement, not a question. Her eyes, a shocking icy green, matched mine and I knew she would never look away from my gaze. Eva stood forward, her hands on her hips and a wide smile on her face.

“Well, call us the welcoming wagon! I’m Eva, and these are my band of merry Victors-“

“I know who you are, child of air. I know who your friends are, I was informed of everything. Now I just need to know where we will be sleeping.” Eva was silent for a while, before cocking her head to the side and taking a deep breath. She was tapping in to the air, sensing something was off. My instincts told me something was wrong but my affinity for air wasn’t that strong that I could detect every single mishap like Eva and Urse could.

“There’s more.” Was all she said, the slightest of smiles widened on Inna’s face before it was wiped off.

“If I was told to come, who else do you think would’ve came? Your Gaia is all about balance, isn’t she? Who would balance the scales for me?” There was pun in there and I so wanted to point that out before two red dragons rolled in, literally, clawing at each other with bursts of fire going around like crazy. All the Victors at once put a protective shield around each shifter. We weren’t flame retardant. More of them flew in, but flew in mainly to watch the fight happen, and perch on the ground to cheer them on with flaps and roars.

“Are they-“ Vixie whispered before a giant roar filled the air and silencing her. She wasn’t afraid, no Vixie was never really afraid of anything that could cause her any harm. There was wave after wave of excitement pouring from her and she was barely able to keep still. We looked up to see nothing short of a mammoth flying over, red and brilliant; a brand over its belly indicating its status in the dragon hierarchy. My jaw dropped and I instinctly grabbed the two cubs closer to me, extremely tightly if their groans were any indication.

“That’s… That’s…” Leo whimpered, actually whimpered. The dragon landed without making a fuss behind the two rumbling and rolled its eyes.

“It’s reasons like this that I can’t take you two anywhere!” The thick lilt gave off the Irish accent immediately and I knew for a fact that I was thoroughly fucked because the father of the fire dragons was here, and I would have to deal with that shit.

 

 

 

 

                The dragons kept fighting, getting in a few decent blows but I knew they were kin. They smelled of the same blood, and there was no real anger there. Inna cleared her throat, clutching Ivan’s shoulder and bringing her closer to him. The fire dragon smiled, a toothy and menacing one, before turning around and smiling at her.

“Inna, dear. Who knew you’d be here? And with your babe, isn’t that sweet?” His voice was dipped in honey and poison.

“And you, with your whole litter. What, your little whore too busy popping out more demon seeds?” The dragons stopped fighting and they all stared at the altercation. It was no secret that Inna and he had created the dragon race. One of fire and ice come together to create the species and a cub of fire and one of ice was created. Lot of weird shit happened after that, some incest but then again, what species hasn’t had a little incest in it?

“There was a time when you were in her position, unless you don’t remember that?” The ice dragons seemed on edge, looking an instant away from shifting and ripping out throats. Inna raised her nose and small evil smile graced her lips.

“Must not have been that memorable.”

“No, no deary. There are a few screams and moans that I can bring up that would break up that notion.”

“Ok, there are children here.” I said, barely stopping myself from wincing before I stepped forward. The dragon turned and its eyes narrowed on me before a smile lifted its face. Oh God, I groaned, knowing that it would get really messy really fast.

“Is that little Luna I see, all grown up?” He stomped over to me, his tail raised and his eyes excited. With a small smile I nodded sending out the tiniest prayers tht Ander would somehow be knocked out before anything else would happen.

“Hey, I’m totally down for that.” Leo whispered through the link and only because I knew I had to be serious  didn’t reach and stab him. The dragon shifted into the seven foot tall, very naked, man I knew he would turn in to. He’d trimmed his beard down so it was only a little bit away from his face, but his hair was still wild and unkempt. If it were all white, he’d look like a mad man… now he just looked as normal as he could. He smiled down at me before wrapping me in a big hug I’d expected.

“You’ve grown so big from the tiny little lass you were!” He said, spinning and laughing that loud happy laugh I’d known him for.

“It’s good to see you again, Uncle Bercelack.” I squeaked out, and waited for life to explode all around me.

 

 

 

                He put me down and I expected a big wolf to come leaping at his head, but Ander merely stood with a sly smile on his mouth. I raised a brow at him and he shook his head so I turned my head back to my adopted uncle.

“Wait, what? Uncle?” Filly said, her eyes wide and watching as the dragon lumbered over us all.

“Little Luna here is like my own blood, I’ve known her since she was a wee little lass.”

“Who don’t you know?” Inna said with disgust clear in her voice, the link between them was strong. I knew it wasn’t real, none of it was. She cared too much about him and he ared way too much about her for it not to irritate him.

“Hey, pup, thought we talked about the mind thing when you were a wee lass.”

“Which time, I’m always wee to you?” He laughed that big laugh and got the attention of my parents, more specifically my mother.

“Is that the big bastard I hear?” Her voice sounded as she pushed her way through the crowd. Her voice brightened up and she ran toward the dragon. He opened his arms and his wings spread out as he flew up in the air and spun around. She giggled, actually giggled before patting him to put her down. If she’d been her old self she would’ve leaped from him but… even were bones age.

“Little rag doll Molly, how’s life and the brats been treating you?”

“Ask them yourself, there’s a little bit more than what you remembered.” All of my siblings lined up, beaming at their dragon god father.

“Jeez Molly, were you too bored to just sit still. Bunnies have less than you.” She punched his arm and rolled her eyes before waving everybody over. My eyes flicked over to Inna and through the icy stare I saw longing. She had a family, she’d stayed with her ice dragons and each of them were her own. She didn’t have what we had though because she’d never gotten close enough. I could understand it though but, as I looked down to Ivan, I knew that it had taken a rougher toll than she’d expected it to. Using magick, something that was tricky to do when surrounded by dragons who had a firm hatred for it, I connected with him.

“Later, come by where I live.” His eyes looked around before connecting to mine, his eyes shined and I cursed myself. Right before an iceball was spit, literally, at me. It was small but it still fucking hurt especially since it was aimed at my gut.

“If you’ve got anything to say, say it out loud. No magick needs to be performed in our presence.” Her right hand man hissed and I narrowed my eyes.

“Excuse me, my majesty,  is it OK if I have a small chat with your friend.” Her eyes were calculating, rorming over my body and seeing if I was a threat. She knew what I was, knew that I was stronger than the average wolf and could do quite a bit of damage. A small smile told me that she didn’t think it would be that much, and with a slight nod her lackey smirked before stepping forward. He was tall, and built with a lean structure but they all were. Bercelack stood in front of me, his red hair tied up neatly in a bun now and I knew that his face would be ten times as stern since there was no