Authors: A McKay
Slade watched as the emblem was raised on the towers, signifying the agency that would fight evil. He walked the grounds, both his guards following him in their usually pattern. The heat in the air breathing down his skin like the fire of a dragon’s mouth, he had to give them credit they were right, the temperature was just as bad if not worse than Wisconsin’s. “Fucking humidity!”
He looked to a building that was changed to be Zach’s own place. Something told Slade that once they figured out how to control his guardian powers that were the same as his guards he would go hunting for her. During the next day after the fight, his body changed more. He was able to do similar things like his guard Sophia could do. Sophia said that once that her race worked with the guardians but never did she hear of a Guardian being one of hers.
“Yo, Zach,” Slade noticed a tool floating by itself, the place with enough shadows and darkness for his guard to walk through without being seen.
“I don’t think you are supposed to use yo, as a king either.” He said, lately trying to make Slade more formal by correcting Slade’s words.
“How’s the control coming?” Slade said ignoring his comment
“Good, I think soon I can watch all the girls get naked around here.”
“I think Phoenix and I are going to the cabin.”
“Son of a bitch,” he said as a tool fell and hit him in the head. He stood up and started to wipe his hands clean with a rag.
“Don’t you have a kingdom to run?”
“You can do it for a week or so can’t you?”
The land joined the kingdom after they heard of how their king fought with all his strength to keep the agency from coming upon the wonderful island. Phoenix was flying through the land receiving the vows from every one out there that joined her protection. Several Amazons went with for protection a bond made by having both similar feelings. A feeling that scared the shit out of Slade.
“I guess you need some time to have some fun I guess.” Zach said with a smirk on his face.
“Don’t make me wipe that look off your face.”
“Don’t make me wipe that look off your face,” Zach mimicked his king, “Always so violent.”
“This is why I need a break,” Slade said as he walked out of his dark place.
Slade walked to the gate and checked the stone guards that stood there; they were punching each other in the head for some reason. They looked at their king and then looked back at each other.
“Me cool, you air head,” the guard said before punching the other again in the head.
“No you air head.” The one that had his head punched, punched back.
“You’re both air heads,” Slade said turning to walk away. The punching stopped.
“Thanks king,” they said both staring at each other. Then he heard them again punching each other as he turned away.
Slade just sighed and continued to walk; he noticed that Frank, his personal stone guard seemed just as confused. Then he noticed that Vector, his other personal guard was gone again, always disappearing, and appearing.
“Ok new rule,” Slade said as Vector appeared, again “You two need to get a hobby, instead of following me every direction I go.” The two nodded and then followed Slade again. “As in not following me.”
“I go make pretty flowers that Zach destroyed,” Frank said and walked towards the garden. His personal guard was offended when Zach kicked a budding flower in front of him just the day before.
“Sire, I don’t know what to do,”
“Go make weapons, or something, I don’t care, I need room to breathe.”
With that, Vector smiled with a bow and teleported away. He heard shouting from the giant and laughed knowing that it wasn’t going to work for Vector.
No more fricken guards finally. Slade started to walk back to the keep, and noticed Frank in the garden. He looked to be singing to the flowers, and so Slade just continued into the keep. The queen was sitting on her throne in the main hall. She was back which Slade wasn’t expecting.
“Let’s make love,” he said in a loud voice that had the room clear in seconds. “Now that’s better.”
The guards left behind the servants, the nymphs not in this realm at the time, leaving them alone, “that’s all I had to say to get it quiet,” the queen said with relief in her eyes now.
“I’m not just a guardian against demons; I know how to clear a room in seconds for the most beautiful.”
“And…”
“You didn’t let me finish, beautiful and toughest dragon out there.”
“I see, too bad that is all for show and no action.” The queen opened her legs revealing the lack of under garments underneath her gown.
“Well maybe,” Slade walked to the queen, “maybe we can pursue that idea a little more.”
A. McKay (self published) (Andrew McKay) (Real Name Robert Yerges) was raised in the small town of Lomira, Wisconsin. He grew up enjoying the country life and being close to his grandparents along with his cousin that is still his best friend.
While struggling through school he overcame his disabilities of a speech impediment and learning disabilities in writing and reading. He became a small time commercial scuba diver for local golf courses that later became his passion. His cousin joined him on several of these adventures that made lasting memories.
He soon found the security business that on several occasions brought boredom until his fiancée Jaclyn had him falling in love with paranormal romance. Falling in love with other worlds created by authors he soon found himself wanting to create his own.