
Sorceurian Dragonier Blackthorn
By Beth Wright
Published by Beth Wright at Smashwords
Copyright 2010 Beth Wright
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Jongian comes to his senses after seeing four more humans die from the awful experiments his evil friends were doing to them. In his mind, he starts to make plans to somehow get the rest of the humans to safety. Shortly before he is able to get his plan started, his best friend turns against him. A report of his plan is sent to the powerful leaders. They sentence him to the dungeons where he is then made to endure the evil experiments himself. In horror, he watches as his own body changes over the years. The blood of the strongest races is being forced into him on a daily basis now. They soon come to realize, he is now the most powerful being in the world. Knowing this, the evil leader Kirikor, decides to put the most powerful spells on Jongian's cell and shackles to keep him confined. To achieve this they need a lot of powerful spells taken from over fifty strong Sorceurians. Doing this will ensure that he will never be able to leave.
After being held captive for over five billion years, Jongian decides to give up his fight for freedom. Realization takes over him, he is no longer who he was and no one may ever accept him in their life again. His pain and rage build when he comes upon the knowledge of this. Hating himself and the ones who have done this to him is all the emotions he can feel now. The blood of all the races rushing through his body gives him a more feral approach to everything. He does not want anyone to look at him, and he does not ever want to be touched. His mind is filled with blood and rage. Death is what he awaits for now. He welcomes it with open arms, as he watches in horror as others go through the torment as well.
"Ok Rebecca!" Steph yells from behind her sister. "We have been walking through these woods for the past three hours. Can we finally admit it?" She says as she grabs her younger sister's arm. "We are lost."
Rebecca turns to her with a wide smile and says, "Never admit defeat, sister." Rocks slide out from under her feet making her and her sister lose their balance. They slide down the steep incline. Coming to rest at a small clearing. "Well, see, this is much different from what we have seen before."
Steph stands to her feet, brushing dirt and leaves off of her leg. "Yeah great, now we are lost, and really dirty." Staring at the clearing she sees something in the far distance, glowing and shining. "Hey, I wonder what that is over there." Running towards it, she forgets to watch where she is stepping. Her feet end up in a giant mud puddle. "Great! Can things get much worse than this?!"
Her sister starts to help her step out of her muddy confinement. "Nope, this is as dirty as you are going to get I think." She giggles.
"Gee thanks," she turns to face the direction where she saw the glowing. Walking closer to the area she soon realizes. "It's some kind of portal or something. Kind of reminds me of a sci-fi movie I saw once." Rebecca walks closer towards it. "Don't get too close. We don't know what would happen." Before Steph could make it close enough to grab her sister, a shadow from behind her pushed her into her sister and sent both of them head first into the glittering portal.
Rebecca starts rubbing her sore arms. "Why did you push me Steph?"
"I didn't mean to. Someone pushed me into you." They both stand and started to take in their surroundings. "Where are we?"
"This looks almost like the hallway of a very old castle." They notice that the hallway seems to end at a very large black door. "Well should we go see if someone can help us get home?"
"What do you mean? The portal is right behind us..." Stephanie starts to say as she turns and realizes the portal is no longer there. "Great we are now lost, and to top it all off we are in a weird old building." she rolled her eyes.
Walking down the hall they hear sounds from all around. Noises of all kinds, even some screams that seemed to be coming from beneath them. "That cannot be good." Rebecca says while slowing down to look at her sister. "I sure hope this is not some kind of horror house. You know like during Halloween time."
"Honestly sister, if it is I don't think it would be like the ones during Halloween time. I think this one would actually have things, and people in it that would really hurt us." Stopping at the giant doors they both turn to each other and shrug their shoulders. "Well I guess we will just have to find out."
They slowly start to push the doors open. Waiting for someone or something to jump out at them. Nothing but a giant empty library looking room, with a giant rectangle table in the center of it. Steph walks towards the table while Rebecca runs up to the shelves and starts to look at all the books. "I don't know what any of these say." She yells to her sister, who now runs her hand along the beautiful, long table. "This language is not like any I have ever seen." The doors slam shut. Both sisters scream in reply.
"Who's there?" Steph yells out. "Hello?" Turning to her sister she then sees two men walking up behind Rebecca. "Leave her alone!" she tries to get to her sister before they do, but before she can reach her sister, they do. She feels like she is in a dream, unable to go faster. "Leave her alone!" she yells again.
One of the men turns towards her. "We only obey our leader." His eyes look at her like studying her ever detail. "He wants her to be brought to him." His golden eyes then direct back to Rebecca who is now being held tight by the other man.
Steph starts to smack and kick the man who was talking to her, but finds out that it is no use, the kicks and hits do no damage to these strange men. "Why? Why does he want her?" she sees her sister struggling harder to break free from the other man's hold.
"Does not matter why. It just matter's that I do." Another man says as he enters the room. He walks over to the table and then sits. Steph runs towards him to try to get some answers. Before she reaches the table another man has her pinned. "Now these are the first human females that we have ever met, they seem to have fire in their souls." He says as he waves his hand for the other man to bring Rebecca to him. "This one will stay here with me." He then turns back to Steph. "Put that one in the dungeon with the rest." With a wave of his hand, he dismisses the men, and they take Steph out and the man with Rebecca stays.
"What do you want from me?!" Rebecca yells. "Why are you taking Steph away?!" She starts to claw at the arms of the one holding her.
He grunts softly then says, "You are one wild human female. I have never seen one scratch before. Are you going to bite me as well?" He mocks her with a chuckle.
"If I have to, then yes." she turns to bite his arm. Before she could even get her teeth close enough to its target she is soon swept up into the other man's arms.
"Now, now dear, biting a leading guard is not a good thing. I see that I will have to train you to be a good mate." He waves his hand and three more men appear. "Take my beautiful mate to the deepest dungeon. She needs some time to learn that obeying is better than fighting me and my guards."
With that they start to take Rebecca down the hall. They soon stop to unlock a door with magic, then turn to their prisoner. They grab her arms and carry her down the long narrow stairs. "Let me go!" She screams. "Where's my sister?"
One of the guards turns around and says, "She is in another dungeon far above these." He turns back around and starts to walk once more. They get to the base of the stairs and she watches in amazement as torches light up the hallway in front of them. Stopping halfway down the hall, they turn to face a cell that is empty. "This is where you will be staying till you learn to behave, little one." The two guards take her to the door and throw her inside.
"I hate you!" she yells.
The guard who was talking, turns back to face her once again. "You do not have to like us." He replies with an evil grin. "You just need to learn how to act more womanly."
"What's that suppose to mean!" she grabs the bars, "where I'm from men don't throw women in dungeons! I will never change for you or that mad man!"
"You will," He says as they walk back down the hall. "In due time you will learn."
"I would rather die!" her voice echoes throughout the dungeon.
He stops and then turns back towards her. "That he will not allow to happen. It may take awhile, but you will learn." With a swift turn, he disappears from sight.
"I hate you all!" she yells while pushing with all her strength on the cell door.
He does not respond to her yelling this time. All she hears is the dungeon door slam shut. After staring down the empty hall for awhile she finally gives in to her tired legs. She sits down on the floor near the cell door. Turning her wrist slightly to see the face of her watch. "Great, its supper time and I'm stuck in this stupid place."
A strange sound then comes from somewhere down the hall. She hears it, but is does not know what it might be. Sitting very still, she decides to listen for the sound again. After a few minutes, the sound is heard once more, this time it is much louder and a lot closer than before. "Hello! Is someone down here?" the noise stops. "Great now I'm hearing things." Again it starts. This time it is coming from the other direction. "Ok! You're scaring me!" She stands and grabs the bars of her cell door. Looking around, she starts to see things moving about in the other cells. "Hello?" she slowly walks over to the bars on the left side of her cell, placing her hands on the bars as she approaches them. "Hello? Can you hear me? Can you speak?" The movement is seen once again. This time she sees a tall shadowy figure move about the back of the left cell. "I so wish Steph was here with me." Leaning closer to the bars she strains her eyes to try to see what the shadowy figure is. It moves back more, into the darkness. "Are you scared of me?" Still no answer.
Steph has tried everything to get out of her cell. She has even tried biting the bars. Yeah she's that desperate. Nothing seems to be helping. She is just making herself more tired and angry. "When I get out of here, I'm going to kill all of you!!" she screams at the top of her lungs. "You better not hurt my sister!"
"They cannot hear you." a voice came from the cell across the hall from her.
Startled by the voice, she stumbles backwards a few feet. "Who are you?" she manages to get out before seeing the man approach his cell door. Stunned by what she is looking at, she is unable to speak. He is tall, he is masculine, has long wavy red hair with black stripes in it, but his lower half of his body is the body of a horse. "Ok, maybe I should start with, what are you instead of whom?" She finally says.
"I was once a Sorceurian," noticing the look on her face, he realizes she does not know what Sorceurians are. "Like the men who captured you." She then smiles a small grin letting him know she understands what he means now. "They put blood of others into me to make me this way."
She clasped her hand to her mouth. "Oh my God." Remembering her sister, she starts to panic again. "What are they going to do to my sister?"
Hearing her worry, he says, "You were the only one brought down here." He then looks towards the other cells. Then back to Steph's frightened eyes. "What did they do and say while you two were upstairs?"
"Well, a man walked into the room and sat at the table. He said he wanted her. But he did not tell me why. Do you think he will do the same thing to her as they did to you?"
He studies her eyes longer. "No." His next reply is softer, and he bows his head, "He wants her as his mate."
Steph gasps at what she hears. "No!" She starts to pull and push on her cell door once more. "I can't let him do that to her."
After two hours of silence Rebecca decides to do something to occupy her time. She starts humming songs her and her sister always sang together. An hour later she closes her eyes and pictures being on a stage. Her sister always sang on stage with her at their father's theater. While picturing being on stage with her sister, she starts to sing softly. The memories fill her with hope and joy.
"Your voice is so beautiful."
Startled by the voice she nearly falls to her feet. Collecting herself she slowly walks to her cell door. Looking out into the dark cells across from hers, she sees movement. A dark figure walks up to one of the cell doors. "Thank you." She's not sure if it is the one that said it, but she wanted to see if she could get them to talk again. The dark figure is now standing in the lighted area near his cell door. He has a very long cloak on, his hood is blocks her from being able to see his face. Without saying another word, he lifts his arm and points down the hall to the cell at the very end. Realizing he must be pointing out who made the comment. She says calmly, "Thank you," the figure moves his head towards her and then looks back down the hallway, still holding his arm up. "Thank you for telling me." She smiles when she sees his head jerk back her way in a shocked reaction.
Straining her eyes while watching the cell at the end of the hall she notices a figure standing by that door. Speaking out loud she says, "Thank you, no one has ever said that to me." Looking down to her watch she starts to cry. A small whisper comes out of her, "I wonder if Steph is ok."
"Who is Steph?" It's that voice again. She notices motion in the cell at the end of the hall again. This time the figure is standing in the soft glow of the light.
After awhile of pure shock, Rebecca finally comes to her sense and replies."Who...who are you?" She starts to realize she never answered his question. "She is my sister."
He nods his head slightly. "My name is Ungieroc." Removing his hood he watches as Rebecca gasps. He knew she would, all of the humans feared his appearance. But for some unknown reason he did not want her to. He was hoping she would look past it and see the true him. After a long moment of silence and staring at each other he finally asks, "She is here in the castle?"
Snapping out of her stunned state of mind. She shakes her head slowly as she lowers her eyes to the floor. Then ever so softly replies, "Yes. They took her to the dungeons a little while before sending me here." Tears start to roll down her cheek as she remembers everything that has happened.
Pondering her words, he soon is struggling over the situation. "Before they brought you down here?" Watching her shake her head slowly he then asks, "Why did they take her first? Usually they bring all humans down to the dungeons at the same time. Did they say anything to you before bringing you down here?"
With tears still sliding down her face she softly replies, "Their leader said I need to be placed down here till I can learn to be a good mate. Apparently physical violence towards the guards are not proper behavior for a mate."
He chuckles, "So now you are in the dungeon till you can learn to obey and not act out. Right?" He knows the answer so he does not wait for her to respond. "Can you be broken, beautiful?"
His words hit her hard. Without hesitation she shouts out, "No, Never!" Then calmly lowers her voice, "Like I told them already. I would rather die than be his mate."
His eyes widen as he listens to her. "I would never allow that." Stunned by what he just said, he slowly backs up into the shadows of his cell. Questions are now rising in his thoughts. Why did her words hurt him? Why does he even care? What hold does she have on him? Tellianar died billions of years ago. She was a woman who cared about no one but herself. All she ever wanted was to mate with all the men she ever came into contact with. But this young woman was different. She is pure of heart, body, mind and soul. Never has anyone ever felt feelings for any woman other than their Tellianar. So why does he have strong feelings for her?
Rebecca jumped when she heard him yell out his words. Then she slowly says, "That is what the guard said his leader would say."
Half of the lights in the hallway flicker out. She can no longer see Ungieroc, for the only lights left on are the ones near her cell.
Jongian stands at his cell door listening to her breathe and cry softly in her cell. He heard all that was being said, but did not speak a word. Just as the others, he dared not to show his true form to this young human. His was even more horrible then Ungieroc. After Trillions of years, having been in here, he knows how all humans act and feel about his appearance. They would all rather hide in the shadows then see another beautiful woman hide in fear from seeing them. He turns his eyes towards Ungieroc, who is now back at his door watching the young woman cry. {You care deeply for her.} His thoughts catch Ungieroc off guard.
He soon answers,{Yes, but I do not know why. She is not my Tellianar.} After awhile he turns his eyes to Jongian. {Why is that? Have you ever heard of this happening before?}
Jongian grins, {Yes. She may not be your Tellianar, but it seems as if you have found your one true love. For you see, a Tellianar mate is one who is bound by birth. But true love is bound by your heart. Some Tellianars are also true love mates to their Tellianar.}
Ungieroc grins as he listens to Jongian's words. So the young one is something special to him. Now he just has to find a way to keep her safe. Staying in this dungeon is not the way to do it.
"Young one you cannot escape your cell." the voice comes to Steph as she continues to slam her hands against her cell bars. "Calm down, the way to escape has to be thought out, not done by force."
She rubs her now bleeding hands together, "I cannot just sit here and do nothing while they have my sister."
He sighs, "If you calm down and let your hands heal. Then we will all help you plan your escape."
Stumbling over his words, she soon calms down and relaxes on her cell floor. "You can find a way out? Then why haven't you done it, yet?"
"We have no reason to leave." Movement in the cell beside her catches her eyes. "We all know how horrible we look. Many have told us. We are not wanted even by most of our bloodlines any more. Some of us were born here, like this. So leaving would mean going out into a world that we no longer belong to."
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