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CHAPTER
ELEVEN

The elevator came to a jolted stop at
the ground floor. Walter patted Dennis on the back as they made their way out,
causing him to flinch, rather than be reassured. They were now in a foyer type
area which was empty. To the left there were a pair of sliding glass doors that
led into the car park.

Walter pulled
out his cell phone, and turned away from Dennis.

“Yeah,”
Walter said. “He’s here. Come round front.”

“What the
fuck?” Dennis gasped, as Walter put the phone away. “Who was that?”

“I’ve
organized you a ride out of here.”

Dennis
blinked. “I thought you were going to debrief me or something.”

“Look, we
don’t need anything from you,” Walter said. “You seem like a reasonable guy. At
least we hope that’s who you are.”

“What about
the girls?”

“They will be
released. Eventually. But it could take some time.”

“How long?”

“Days. Weeks.
Months. A dragon pregnancy can often be unpredictable.”

“What are you
going to do with the … dragon babies once they’re out?”

“Why do you
ask?”

Dennis
shrugged. “That’s my sister in there. My … My Stacey…”

“The girls
won’t have to worry about them. They’ll be compensated, looked after and
treated. They’re going to be fine. The dragons will be in our care. No longer
their responsibility.”

“Good,”
Dennis said. “It makes me sick just thinking about those things inside them.”

Walter
smiled. “I knew you’d understand.”

There was a
car-honk from outside. Dennis looked out the doors and saw a blonde girl with
giant breasts was waiting for him in a red convertible.

“Who is
that?” Dennis asked.

“Someone to
keep you company tonight,” Walter answered. “No hard feelings and such.”

Dennis
blinked. “What, like a prostitute?”

“Just think
of her as our gift to you. For tonight. The car you keep forever.”

“I can keep
the car?”

“Yes.”

“Alright…”

Dennis moved
towards the doors and they opened for him. He started down the steps in the
direction of the road and then looked back to Walter who was standing in the
doorway.

“You’ll look
after them, won’t you?”

“Of course.
Just you ride along now.”

Dennis
nodded.

He continued
on towards the car.

CHAPTER
TWELVE

It had begun.

Zane’s first
target was the bridge that separated the inner city from the rural lands they’d
come from. He and his clan descended onto the top of it, stunning horrified motorists
that were traveling across the bridge underneath.

Zane opened
his mouth and howled a mighty roar and then each of the dragons began working
on the bridge’s multitude of beams. That was burning them with so much fire
they began to melt away.

Quraal’s
figure could be made out in the higher recesses of the black sky. Zane could
see his red eyes shining down on them.

And Zane knew
it.

This was
evil. This was wrong.

Not what his
Blossom would have wished of him. He realized now, his inner rage was being
controlled by the Dark Dragon, and there was little of his own will left. He
couldn’t fight it. Quraal had Stacey, and while that was still the case, Zane
was forced to comply.

And he knew
innocent people were about to die.

One of the
beams at the rural end of the bridge had broken away. That part of it slanted
and the ground across all of it began to crack. Soon another beam at the city
end was fallen into the sea.

It was all
happening so fast.

Quraal flew
down to meet Zane in midair.

“Leave them
here to finish,” Quraal said. “They know what comes next.”

“Where are we
going?” Zane asked.

“After the
human leaders,” Quraal answered. “They are waiting for us.”

CHAPTER
THIRTEEN

“So then, sugar. Do you want me to
suck your dick now, or shall we wait until we get back home?”

Even with her
breasts hanging out over the side of the car, Dennis’s gaze had been captured
elsewhere.

The sound of
distant thunder, followed by flashes of orange through the sky, stood over the landscape.
But this wasn’t a storm he was witnessing.

“Well?”

The blonde
hooker reached out and grabbed his wrist affectionately.

Dennis smiled
glumly at her, but took his hand away.

“What’s the
matter, sugar?” she asked him. “Is this your first time?”

“No,” Dennis
whispered.

He then
turned away from her.

Something had
come over him. An anger. A frustration.

A desire to
finally do the right thing.

“Hey where
are you going?” the hooker spluttered.

“Fuck off,”
Dennis snapped at her.

He was
heading back up the steps.

Although he
had been there less than a minute ago, there was no sign of Walter. The doors
were closed and refused to open for Dennis. He pounded on them and started
shouting.

“Let me in!
Let me in! Let me in!”

Walter
appeared. He appeared angry himself.

He unlocked
the door and stepped out to confront Dennis.

“You must be
crazy,” Walter cursed. “We’ve let you go unharmed and you come back like this?”

“Look,”
Dennis said, pointing out into the horizon. “Look what they’re doing to our
city.”

Walter stood
with him.

The fires
were raging now.

Buildings
were burning.

“It’s a
necessary sacrifice,” Walter said. “We should be grateful for this chance to
rid ourselves of the dragons.”

“Well, is
someone doing something about this?”

“What do you
mean?”

“To stop it?”

“The city
will do its best to hold off the attack,” Walter said emotionlessly. “But this
has been sanctioned by the outside. What needs to be done, needs to be done.”

“Fuck that,”
Dennis spouted.

He curled his
fist into a ball and clocked Walter directly in the face. Before the stunned
man had a chance to respond, Dennis had ripped his gun from his holster and
pressed it against his neck.

“You little
grub,” Walter cursed, teeth clenched.

“Shut the
fuck up and take me to the girls,” Dennis ordered.

They went
back inside the research facility.

CHAPTER
FOURTEEN

Stacey was at a loss at how things
had gone tonight. One minute, she had been in Zane’s arms, having the best sex
they’d ever had. Him proposing, their conceiving a child, it was all too
perfect. He promised her they wouldn’t part. Then they parted. She had hoped
Zane would have some type of plan to figure his way around Quraal’s power, but
it no longer appeared that way. While she was thankful that she and Jasmine
were safe from the evil dragon’s reach, where they were now contained its own
set of problems. Dr. Glascow marched across the corridor outside the glass,
looking in on them with curious interest. As though she and Jasmine were
nothing more than specimens. Experiments. Things to be toyed with and studied.

This was no
way for a government to treat its people.

But of course
that didn’t mean she had sided with the dragon’s plan for attack. That was
completely, awfully wrong. Madness. To know that Zane could be involved in such
a thing, that he had committed the murder of innocents… Stacey didn’t know if
she could ever look at him the same way again.

“I’ll be
honest with you,” Jasmine said from the corner of the room. “I’m happy to be
here.”

“You what?”
Stacey gasped, dumbfounded.

“I don’t want
my baby,” she confessed. “The thought of it sickens me.”

“But it’s a
baby,” Stacey mumbled. “It’s yours.”

“And who did
it come from?”

Stacey shook
her head. “You know it’s not like that for me. Zane and I are in love. We were
… going to be married.”

“I know. I
wasn’t talking about you. I was just trying to be a bit more positive.”

Stacey
nodded. “What do you think they’re doing with Dennis?”

“Who knows?
Do you really care?”

“I…” Stacey
trailed off.

“He lost his
way,” Jasmine muttered. “Now Zane has too. I don’t know. I feel like we’re
sitting here waiting for someone to save us, but no one’s coming.”

“I know what
you mean.”

She looked at
Jasmine. A tear fell from her eye.

“What is it?”
Jasmine asked.

“I just … I
thought this time was different. I thought the trouble really was over.”

Jasmine
smiled. “If we do get out of here. If get out tonight… What are we going to do?
Would you go back to Zane after this?”

Stacey
sighed. “I’m thinking about that now. And I … don’t really know…”

She trailed
off. There was movement on the other side of the glass.

Dennis.

With Walter
at gunpoint.

“Oh shit!”
Jasmine exclaimed. She got up and went to the door.

“Stand back,”
Stacey advised her as Walter approached it.

Jasmine stood
back with Stacey and the door was promptly unlocked.

Dennis forced
Walter inside the room.

“Come on
girls. Come quick.”

They hurried
past the perplexed guard.

Dennis closed
the door. Locked it.

The gun
dangled at his side.

“Let’s get
out of here,” he said to them boldly.

They immediately
set off in the path of the elevator.

But then
Stacey stopped. Her feet wouldn’t move.

Jasmine
looked back. “What are you doing? Let’s go!”

Stacey was
looking at King Horatio in his chamber.

“We need to
get him out too,” Stacey said.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

With Walter still locked away in the
room Stacey and Jasmine had previously occupied, Dr. Glascow came in handy when
he appeared for a moment around the corner.

“Get here!”
Dennis barked, chasing him.

Once caught,
Dennis forced the doctor to unlock the door to Horatio’s room and once inside,
undo the braces holding Horatio to the bed.

“In the
corner,” Dennis ordered while Stacey and Jasmine gathered around Horatio’s bed.

“Who are
you?” Horatio asked in a weak voice. “What’s happening here?”

“I’ve been
staying with the dragons on Firebound Island,” Stacey explained to him. “There
was a imposter put in your place.”

“By who?”
Horatio asked, sitting up.

“By the
Mage,” Stacey said. “He was supposedly working with the government all this
time, but he’s also been attempting to help Quraal’s endeavors –”

“Quraal?”
Horatio said sharply. “He’s not here is he?”

“Yes,”
Jasmine said. “He’s taken over Zane and the rest of the clan.”

“They’re
attacking the city now,” Stacey said. “We have to stop them.”

Horatio
stared at them blankly. He appeared confused.

“Can you help
us or not?” Dennis demanded, waving the gun at him. “Or would you prefer we
leave you here?”

Horatio
smiled thinly. “I’m no match for Quraal. I’m far too weak.”

“But what
about the rest of the clan,” Stacey insisted. “Can’t you convince them to turn
against him?”

Horatio shook
his head. “I have no idea. So much time has passed since…”

He groaned
and took hold of his stomach.

“Please help
us,” Stacey said. “If you don’t the government is going to use Quraal’s attack
as an excuse to nuke all known dragon locations.”

“What?”
Horatio cried.

He forced his
way out of the bed.

“You’re our
last hope,” Stacey said. “Please.”

She took his
hand, and placed it against her belly.

“Feel the
little one inside me…?”

Horatio’s
eyes beamed with surprise. “Who’s dragon is this?”

“Zane’s.”

“But he never
– He never weds –”

“He wants to
marry me,” Stacey said. “We were going to have a family together.”

Horatio
seemed genuinely moved.

He took a
deep breath, and his chest heaved in and out.

He rubbed his
eyes and looked around the room.

“We’ll need
to get up to the roof,” he said.