A Hunter’s Tale               by: Scrambler J               © July 2000

 

Chapter One

My name is Mike Dayton. I’m a Hunter for the Guild, yesterday was my 39^th birthday and I’ve been a Hunter for the last twenty-five years. I stand six foot five, two hundred and ten pounds of solid muscle. I’ve got short blonde hair and light green eyes.

What is a Hunter?

Simple, we are those that stand between humans and the nightwalkers.

No, I don’t just mean Vamps, or vampires as you norms call them.

I mean creatures of the dark world.

Vamps are just a small part of the tribes of nightwalkers. Others are Dogs, or werewolves to you, zombies, demons, gargoyles, witches, warlocks, wizards, sorceress and angels.

Angels you say?

Yes, angels, both of the Fallen and the Host. The Fallen are those angels that you humans talk about in you holy book. They long ago turned on the Creator and tried to take command of the Heavens. Hosts are the angels that remained loyal to the Creator and fought to defeat the dark angels. As you know the Fallen lost and the Host won.

Now you might think the Fallen are the worst bunch, but then you’d be wrong.

No, the Host are the worst of the two. They will destroy an entire city if they feel like it. And always claim it was the will of GOD that said city was to be destroyed.

I’ve only fought five angels, three Hosts and two Fallen, and they scare the shit out of me. Believe it when I tell you, that with the life I’ve lived, I don’t scare easy.

Fallen are almost as bad as the Host, but they at least don’t go around destroying cities like their distanced brothers and sisters.

No, the Fallen love to play with you humans, it’s us Hunters they don’t like, or the other members of the nightwalkers. I’ve seen one Fallen go after a whole attack team of Hunters when we make the mistake of fucking around in their turf.

Now I’ll bet your thinking the Fallen are demons. Right?

Wrong!

Demons are creatures that are children of the Fallen and aren’t former angels. Oh, some claim they are, but then they lie their asses off all the time. And boy are they ugly sons of bitches too.

It’s weird, their parents look to be perfect humans, but it seems the Old Mighty when he made his or her angels, must have made some rule about fucking with his prize children and every child born of angel, wither Fallen or Host, turn into demons and are very, very nasty.

It is the Demons and not the Fallen that live in the dark neither-realm you call Hell.

Them and the Dark One himself. He also as a few Fallen that hang around with him, but mostly it’s him and the hordes of Demons that live in what you call Hell.

Like I said those sons of bitches are nasty.

But then a few years back, about the time the Old Mighty sent his/her boy to save you all, things changed.

Seems the Creator had a change of heart or maybe his/her child changed the way things are done.

Now some unions with angels no longer cause the child to be demon or evil, nope some go on to be fairly nice people, they just live a hell of a lot longer then humans.

That was when we Hunters came into being.

One of the children of a Fallen saw what the nightwalkers did to humans and set about to fix things. She picked a hundred men and trained them to hunt down any and all nightwalkers and kill them. She gave them many gifts and seventy years later those gifts made the children of hunters different from man.

We gained the power to feel creatures of the night, the power to heal most wounds, the strength of five humans, slower aging, and the best thing we got was the power to resist magic.

That last gift has saved my ass, and those of many other ‘true’ hunters in thecenturies since we were created.

Sadly, those first new hunters also saw what the mother of our race was and killed her too, just for being a daughter of the night, as they called her.

Those first few new hunters created the Guild and made the laws for hunting all nightwalkers. Most of the laws are good and I live by them. But one of them really sucks.

It’s the law where we are to kill any child of the union of angels. The same law also orders us to kill the mother or father of the child.

And I don’t just mean the angel side. No, the rule is mostly for the human half.

You see in all the time we Hunters have walked the night killing, we’ve only managed to kill maybe a hundred angels. In my lifetime no one has been able to do that and it is said the last time a Hunter squad was able to kill an angel was in the year 1645.

They are the hardest things to kill. Well maybe the second hardest.

You see I forgot to mention one other nightwalker.

Dragons.

Yes, I said Dragons, as in the flying lizards that breath fire. These motherfuckers are truly the worst of the lot. Or so it is said. While the Fallen and Host have greater powers, as do wizards and sorceresses, Dragons are hard as shit to kill. Hell, some legends say it takes three angels to kill one dragon.

But then, no one in the Guild has ever fought a dragon and lived to talk about it.

I’ve asked a few nightwalkers about them, and every single one of the fuckers has shut up when I do. My bosses in the Guild say they have proof the dragons are all dead, killed off in the early years by angels and wizards, but I don’t know. I think those fuckers are just waiting in the shadows.

Of course my teacher told me that dragons are just a myth the old ones made up to scare children. They might be right, some Fallen I’ve seen say the same thing.

Now I’ll bet your saying, ‘He talked to a Fallen and didn’t kill it!’ and you’re right. I’m not stupid. No one in his or her right fucking mind takes on an angel, Fallen or Host without major back up.

Anyway, Lila (a very hot looking Fallen) said to me that she’s never seen a dragon in her whole life.

Now that is saying something, as she was born two years after Adam and Eve got kicked out of the Garden. So maybe it is true that after the fall out around the Garden, angels and ancient wizards took out the mighty Dragons.

I’m not sure who to believe, my teacher and Lila, or my dead father.

You see my old man claimed right up to his dying breath that dragons where real and he had proof. I never bought the story and had always chalked it up to my old man’s odd behavior.

Sadly he died before telling what that proof was. But he did tell me never to fuck with a dragon.

Ever!

The look on his face when he told me that haunts me to this day. I think my dad saw a dragon once and it scared the shit out of him. Big time too. And that is saying a hell of a lot.

See my Dad is kind of a legend in the Guild. For fifty years he fought nightwalkers until he fell in love at the age of seventy, which means he had the body of a fifty-year-old human by the way.

Well Mom must have been some lady, because Dad never again went on a hunt. Not even when the whole council commanded him too. Its said he told them to go fuck themselves. I guess I’m a lot like my old man.

You see Dad made her a promise, and he held that promise even when it killed him. He swore to her that he’d never kill again. And that’s why he let the Dogs eat him when they saw him one night at her grave.

I’ve seen pictures of my Mom and she is one hot looking lady. I’ve also heard rumors that when she appeared in my Dad’s life, the council thought she might be a nightwalker. But she was just human.

Now that was really something. You see it’s been against the law for a human to ever marry a Hunter. They feared it would make the child of that union weaker. But I’m just like all pureblood hunters.

After my birth they found records in the Hall of Hunters saying that one out of every million born of a human and a hunter would have all the gifts a pureblood had, the rest would be human.

If I had been born human they would have killed me, but I wasn’t so I lived. Thankfully, they did away with that law after I was born.

Now, some Hunters are purebloods and some are humans. We all work together hunting evil in what ever form it takes. That has to do with the fact that several years ago the nightwalkers made themselves known to all humans and struck a bargain with you humans claiming peace.

What a crock of shit! About five years later some of you humans got wind that things where not as they seemed and joined us in the fight.

Some purebloods have a big problem with humans messing around in our lifework, but me? I say the more the fucking merrier!

Another thing was, that before my Dad married my Mom he began working on something using his DNA and hers to create a drug to give humans some of the gifts of a real hunter.

Mom became the first of these new hunters and everyone thinks that is why I got all the gifts. Sadly the drug killed my mother when I was born.

Dad later perfected it, but her death haunted him the rest of his life.

Anyway back to me.

Tonight, we are going after Lord Chang and his gang. This will make the seventh time I’ve gone after old fang tooth. Unlike the last six I’ve made a promise that this time the fucker dies!

Chang is a Vamp, and a nasty old one too. He was born in 400AD and that makes him 1,780 years old.

I’ve been after the asshole for twenty years and tonight is payback time.

You see, Chang turned my girlfriend Lisa into a Vamp when I was nineteen and a rookie hunter.

She was human and never knew about my past. But after she changed, Chang told her everything and I don’t think Lisa ever forgave me. I’ve been forced to see that over the years as she’s hunted and killed all of our old friends, turning most into Vamps like herself or some into Zombies to serve her and Chang.

I know she’ll be here tonight and I know that this time I’ll have to kill her.

Twenty years ago I let her live and for my sin she’s killed hundreds of times since then. She’s also Chang’s number three wife and that makes her very powerful in the tribe of Vamps.

I guess next to Dogs I hate Vamps the most of all the nightwalkers. If it was up to me I’d hunt Vamps and Dogs into nothingness and forget all about the others.

I look over at my crew and review what I’ve been given to work with for the night.

I see some old faces, like Kevin, Darren and William, three purebloods. Each has been a Hunter longer than me and I was glad that command was willing to let me take three of the best with me tonight on this attack.

Darren is one of my old man’s crewmembers and the big Scot is like an uncle to me. He stands about six nine and has curly red and gray hair. I know this will be his last mission before the Council makes him step down and train the younger Hunters. I’ll miss seeing him at briefings when that happens.

Next to him are the Anderson bothers, Kevin and William. Kevin is the oldest of the brothers and hates Vamps more than I do, which is hard to believe at times. He just got back from killing the last of the Vlad clan members and destroying that evil family for good. I hear he lost his whole team in the attack, but still managed to kill the Countess single-handed.

It is from Kevin I’ve learned how to fight Vamps and live. He was the one Hunter who helped me deal with the loss of Lisa and then later the loss of my father to the Dogs. I guess he’s like an older brother that I’m always trying to impress. Like Darren, Kevin is about at the end of his run as a Hunter.

Now, William or Will as he likes to be called is like my best friend slash older brother all in one. Like Kevin, Will stands six two and has dark black hair and cold blue eyes. Will lives for the hunt and doesn’t care if it’s Vamps, Dogs or whatever we hunt as long as he gets a kill. He has a tattoo marking every nightwalker that he’s killed personally. The total stands at about five hundred. Most Hunters don’t like dealing with Will as he can come off as a little crazy from time to time, but me I’ve always enjoyed working with him.

To most, Will is a cold blooded killer, but I’ve seen the other side of him when he’s alone with his family. The hard warrior vanishes and a gentler giant replaces him. I think Will lives for the day he can retire and enjoy time alone with his wife and kids.

Even with the fact that they have known me all my life, I can still see the awe of what I’ve become in their eyes.

Shit, they’re almost as bad as the rookies I get.

Did I mention I’m a bigger legend than my old man?

Speaking of rookies, I’ve got nine of them.

Four are purebloods that are about sixteen or seventeen years old. I only know one of the purebloods. The lone female of our group. Her name is Amanda Jones. I hear that the Academy has her pegged as the female Mike Dayton. I guess I’ll find out after the attack if she’s as good as they say.

The other five are humans. They are between the ages of twenty-five and thirty. I know two of them, not by names but faces. One is the skinny blue eyed boy that seems to think this is all an adventure. The other is a brown eyed thirty year old that has a haunted look in his eyes. This one has seen death up close and out of all the rookies, I think he’ll be the one to make it.

After them I spot C’har.

C’har is an alien. His people crashed landed on Earth about ten years back and most of them joined the Guild. I’ve worked with him twice and each time the kid’s proven he’s got balls.

I say kid, but C’har is older than me. By about a hundred and ninety years. For his kind that’s young, like about twenty-four years old is to a human.

He’s short, about five nine and has light blue skin. Bald as hell too!

Other than the dark black hairs above his eyes C’har doesn’t have a hair on his body. He’s like every other Kemarian warrior I’ve seen. Short, nasty and bald.

Now he might be short, but C’har is built like a brick shithouse, and has the strength of ten hunters.

His people are the ones that have given the Guild all the new weapons we’ve been using lately to make life miserable for the nightwalkers .

I look over what my team members are all packing and smile.

Every one of them is carrying a plasma gun. And they all have on what are called bodysuits. Bodysuits are dark blue, alien supplied, skintight leather jumpsuits laced with devonite armor.

These suits are fucking great! Anyone wearing them can survive just about any wound a nightwalker gives. Hell, rumor has it the suits offer good protection against angels, too. I don’t know what dumbass tried to prove that theory, so I’ll believe that when I see it.

The suits go from everyone’s feet to their necks, hiding every bit of skin. Each has a hood pulled up over their heads leaving open flesh only from the nose to the chin. This is to provide the best protection against all types of nightwalkers. Their visors enhance vision and have tech-links to the implants at the bottom of their necks, linking them to Central. I’m not too sure I like the fact that all new Hunters have these links in their heads. I hear the word is out that from now on all Hunters will be required to have bio-links in order to be a full hunter.

No fucking way am I letting some sawbones cut open my head and stick a small computer in it! Rule or no rule, I draw the line at shit like that, and if Central has a problem with it, they can eat shit and die for all I care!

After that each suit is customized by each hunter. Each adds his or her own special weapon.

Some have swords, both metal and energy types. Some have K10 blaster rifles on. Others use wrist launchers that fire silver stakes and bullets. C’har is packing an S’tar gun.

Those things are nasty, made by C’har’s people to cut through any type of armor. I’ve seen videos of these guns even eating the flesh off of angels. I’ve been after C’har or some of the other Kemarians to let me have one, but none are willing to give these guns up. Plus C’har told me that these guns can’t be recharged by any means on Earth, and that he and the other Kemarians want to get all the use out of them that they still can.

And I know he means to use his tonight and whenever he gets a shot at a demon-hive.

I look down at the table in front of me and smile. My two handguns are sitting on the table, along with thirty clips. I look at the sliver coating of the HJ-100. These babies are about the size of old 9mm, used by humans in the late 20^th century. They hold about fifty silver bullets blessed with holy water.

I feel the tech-shotgun on my back and know that this first line plasma gun is my old friend. Darren and Will give me the familiar look saying that it’s long past the time I get updated weapons. I smile back at them and watch as they shake their heads at me; they think I’m nuts to use old outdated weapons like this, but hey, so I’m old-fashioned, sue me.

Unlike my team, I’m wearing simple black slacks, a black silk shirt, and a black leather jacket. I pick the guns up, slip them into my shoulder harness and let my jacket fall down to cover them.

Raking a hand through my short blonde hair, I look at each team member under my black shades. (Which are normal shades and don’t have the neural-link the others have) I know that I’ll lose some of them tonight, maybe even the old ones.

But that’s the price of the job.

I can see the fear and awe in each of the rookies’ faces, as I stand behind the desk waiting for the orders to attack. Two of the new ones, who seem to be forgetting about my enhanced hearing, are talking.

"Is that all he’s packing?" the blue-eyed boy asks the girl, Jones.

"I heard he told the council to fuck themselves when they told him to get fitted for a link," the girl says to the boy.

She’s about twenty-nine if I recall and a redhead too boot. I recalled that Jones, was trained by Karen Storm, and that the Council was expecting big things from her in the future. If she’s got one.

Right now the only thing I can see of her face is her green eyes through the thin blue tint of her visor.

C’har moves over to me.

"I’ve tracked about thirty vamps in the building a couple of zombies, gargoyles and six demons, " my alien friend says. His voice sounds like he’s eating glass.

I look at his eyes behind the visor and see the rage in those dark black pools. His gills snapped closed as I watched, getting ready for a fight. C’har and his people really hate demons.

When the ship first crashed, it landed in a demon cave and the demons went nuts and fed on all the women first. To this day not a single Kemarian female is alive on Earth.

Which means no more Kemar’s will be born, since they can’t mate with humans or hunters.

I know the short muscled alien will go after each demon. That’s fine with me, since Chang and Lisa are my targets. The rest are for the team to get.

"Commander we’ve got a go," Kevin says. I notice that Kevin seems on edge tonight. It must be the fact that he’ll get to kill a few more Vamps before the night is over. I see Will is looking at his older brother oddly. I half wonder if the two are fighting again.

Everyone jumps to attention and awaits my command.

I motion for everyone to get in position and nod to C’har to do his job.

C’har lifts his right hand up and pushes the red button on the control pad. I feel the transporter kicking in and can’t wait for the vamps and company to see us appear in the middle of the room.

This is one of our newest weapon.

The Kemar’s have worked for the last two years to rebuild their teleporter technology to work with Earth computers. I’m one of ten commanders that get to use this new weapon.

Trent, my boss told me that everything was green for the attack and helped pick out my team for me. I can’t wait to see how the nightwalkers react to us appearing like magic before their fucking eyes.

Darkness overtakes us, and the next thing I know we are in a room filled with nightwalkers. The biggest surprise is that they don’t seem surprised to see us at all. Then it hits me. They knew we were coming and set a trap. I don’t know how they did it, but it looks to me like they’ve been waiting patiently for us to show up. Chang has us surrounded by his men.

Chang, a tall, bald Asian warlord smiles at me, his twin fangs gleaming in the low light of the room. He is lean and has the look of a warrior to him. Unlike most Vamp Lords, Chang doesn’t let his former human battle skills fade with time. He is just as deadly today as when he was human all those years ago. Perhaps even deadlier having spent the last 1750 years perfecting his use of a sword. Chang was thirty when a whore transformed him from a battle chief into a Vamp like herself.

But unlike other lower level Vamps, Chang fought his way up the ladder and is now a Lord. I hear the first thing he did after he got to power was to sell the vamp-whore that made him a Vamp, to a horde of Demons and let them rape her for five hundred years.

Lisa is next to him, wearing a blood red dress, which is split up the sides revealing her long pale legs. She still retains her youth and looks better now than ever.

The thin straps of the dress struggle to hold her large 42D breast inside. I can see the dark color of her nipples under the thin dress. I also notice her rather large swollen belly. She’s about to give birth it seems, to Chang’s child.

I saw her long mane of golden blonde hair and saw her thick red lips smile at seeing me, for a moment I was nineteen again.

She leans forward and kisses Chang on the cheek. Behind her is a young vamp, dressed in a white robe. Her small pert breast pushing out the robe. Her Asian skin and blonde hair tell me she must be one of Lisa’s children. The girl looked about fifteen and I wonder how many children Lisa has given Chang over the years.

"Hello my old friend," Chang says to me. His eyes move to his daughter then back to me, and he smiles.

I see him sitting on his throne made of human skulls and I had to fight the urge to attack. I need to buy time and wait for the right moment.

I’m glad to see my crew hold their positions, waiting for my command even knowing we’re fucked three ways to Sunday.

"Chang," I say in a tight voice. I try to put as much hate into it as I can. It’s not hard.

I notice the stranger standing next to Chang. The man is Asian like Chang, but has long black hair that reaches the middle of his back. He’s dressed like some ancient Chinese mandarin. He has dark lifeless black eyes like C’har, and is stroking his short black goatee with one of his hands. The nails on his hands are long and razor sharp. At first I think he’s a Vamp, like Chang, but then I notice the faint glow of red energy around him. I’ve never seen a red glow around a Vamp.

Did I mention Hunters could see the life energy of any nightwalker and know by the color around them what they are? Vamps are blue. Dogs are green, but red is something I’ve never seen before.

The tall, strange Asian waves his hand at us and the boy who was talking about my choice of guns earlier and Kevin step out of oue circle.

I see the gray glow around the boy and know he is a zombie. His movements become stiff and robotic. His suit breaks away as he grows from five seven to seven feet tall and the smell of rotten flesh fills the air.

Kevin turns around and smiles at me, showing me with pride his two long fangs along with a blue glow around him. Now I understand Kevin’s odd behavior and why Will was so on edge. Will must have sensed that Kevin was different, but couldn’t place what was different. But how did Kevin get past the Guild’s testing for infected Hunters? While we are protected to a large degree from magic that witches, warlock, wizards and sorceresses use, we can be turned by Vamps and Dogs if bitten.

Still no Hunter lives long as a Vamp or Dog. Our protection kicks in and if a Dog we go mad, kind of like a rabid dog and die within weeks of the change. If a tuned into a Vamp we live for maybe a day or two after the first time we feed, then our very blood becomes like acid and eats us alive. Not only had Kevin lasted more than a week as a Vamp he somehow managed to fool our senses and those of the Healers that each of us must visit after every mission.

"Do you like my new pets, Mikey?" Lisa asks me in a husky voice as she nods to where Kevin and the boy are now standing. My guess is that Kevin was turned when he went after the Vlad clan. My only question now is did Kevin really kill the Countess as he claimed or is he a servant of the clan?

My eyes narrow at her and Chang, but I also look at the stranger.

He must be a wizard. But what is he doing working for a Vamp? No warlock could have created a spell like the one used to hide the boy and Kevin from us. That still doesn’t explain why his glow is different or why a wizard is working with a Vamp like Chang.

Those two types never get along for long.

I notice Chang seems worried about the stranger and wonder who the he is. Vamps don’t fear wizards, it’s the other way around. This is either a very powerful wizard or something else.

A wizard very rarely works with Vamps, because they know Vamps love the taste of their blood. I hear that to a Vamp, Wizard blood is like a fine wine. Rumors also say it gives a Vamp gifts if he or she drinks a Wizard dry.

Yet I could see the fear in Chang’s eyes as he watched the stranger.

"I see your wondering about Han," Chang says waving one of his own claws at the stranger. That one just looks me over. I felt like he was seeing into my very soul. I get a very cold feeling deep inside as those lifeless eyes look at me. For the first time in my life I doubt if I will live through the night.

Chang’s men move closer and I know the attack is about to start.

Then I see witch step out from behind Lisa. Her two fangs tell me that Chang somehow managed to covert a witch to his needs. Having a witch on his side would make the vampire lord very deadly.

"Mistress it is about time," the witch says to Lisa, rubbing her swollen belly. Chang smiles. The witch it seems is the mid-wife to Lisa and her baby.

"I’ve enjoyed our games over the years Michael, and will honor your memory by naming my son after you," Chang said to me, pausing for a moment to give Han a worried look. "In all of my years you’ve proven to be the best Hunter ever to stalk me, but I’m afraid the game is now over. We will wait no longer," Chang says as Lisa and the witch start to move away.

I notice the stranger called Han doesn’t look too happy at what Chang just said. What is Chang planning? And why can’t he wait?

Now I know that I need to get back to Central and report all this. So just as Chang is about to motion his slaves to attack I yell out.

"Delta four," I shout, then jump forward to the short gargoyle in front of me and pull my guns out.

I fire two shots off, hitting the bastard right in the face. He falls in a heap at my feet. I hear my crew jump into action behind me.

All hell breaks out as Will fires my little secret. I doubt Kevin even knew Will was packing one of these babies.

It’s called a sunburst.

His cannon fires a small metal globe into the air, I see Kevin move as he notices what is in the air. My eyes turn back to Chang and I almost laugh at the confused look on his face. He has no idea that in a few seconds half his men are toast. I also note that the man Chang called Han is smiling, almost as if he knows what is about to happen and doesn’t care to tell Chang.

The sunburst explodes into a burst of ultra-violet rays.

The two Vamps in front of me burst into flames and die as I move on. My body seems to be moving slowly, kind of like I was trying to swim upstream against the current. Somewhere I can hear Kevin’s voice screaming out in pain as the sunburst does it job. Despite what he has become I hope Kevin dies fast.

I see smoke come from Chang, Lisa and the witch. Chang is only slightly hurt, while Lisa screams in pain, half her face on fire and falling to the floor. All over the room Vamps are dropping like flies from the rays the sunburst is giving off, and I move from defense to offense knowing the sunburst won’t last long. All I can hope is my team does the same.

The witch is on fire too, but she waves her hand and the flames on her die out revealing charredd black skin. She also puts out Lisa’s flames and I see the burnt ruin my former girlfriend’s face has become.

Most of Lisa’s dress is destroyed, leaving her naked chest exposed. I see that her young daughter’s whole face is black and burnt from the attack. The witch touches Lisa and the wounds heal in a second. I hear the cries of other Vamps, as they die from the sunburst, but I freeze seeing the witch heal Lisa, putting Lisa’s life before her own. The witch turns and heals Lisa’s daughter next.

Then the room goes dark again as the sunburst loses its power.

"Damn you Dayton," I heard Chang scream as he jumps toward the two rookies next to me.

Chang cuts the men down with ease, ripping one of their hearts out and tearing the other’s head off as he starts moving towards me, he stops and hears Lisa scream.

I turn back toward Lisa and see that Jones, the girl on my team had rocket boots strapped to her ankles and is flying at Lisa, shooting sliver tipped bullets as she does. One of the bullets has torn into Lisa’s shoulder and the other hit her just about her swollen belly. Chang moves from his attack on me to defend Lisa and his unborn child.

If we get out of this I’m going to kiss Jones. Her attack lets me pull out my shotgun and get off a shot at Chang.

But just as I’m about to fire, the zombie traitor jumps in front of me and grabs my bare face. I feel the life force being drained from my body and turn the gun and fire. I hit the bastard in the chest, blowing away part of it. Green blood splatters my face but the zombie still has a hold on me. His cold hands are holding me like a vise and the life-draining power of his zombie body is cutting into me, sucking me dry.

I only have moments left before my life is gone. I tilt the gun up and blow his head off. One less Zombie to fight after that. My healing factor kicks in and restores some of my lost energy, but now I’m fighting at half strength.

Free, I drop the shotgun and look for Chang.

I see him moving for Jones. Half of Jones’ uniform is on fire from the yellow energy the witch is firing at her and I can tell the redhead is hurt badly. Even her healing power is slow to heal the massive burns that now cover her naked flesh. I notice for a split second that the left half of Jones’ outfit is torn off, revealing one small, pert, naked breast. I shake off those thoughts and focus on the battle before me.

I pull my handgun back out and fire ten shots into Chang’s back. He falls to the ground in pain. Still, I know from past attacks against Chang those silver bullets won’t stop him for long.

I move to help Jones, when two more Vamp slaves jump in front of me.

While I’m taking care of them, Jones drops her gun, but not before pulling a silver dagger from its butt.

Her boots cut off and Jones lands between Lisa and the witch. With them distracted, Jones stabs the witch right in the heart and I hear the death cry of the vampire-witch. My guess is that the dagger was blessed with holy water before the attack.

Then Lisa attacks Jones, but I see Jones pull a smaller silver dagger from her belt and hit Lisa, but the blow misses Lisa’s heart and I see Lisa’s daughter move to Jones, biting her on the exposed skin of her neck at the left side of her body.

The witch’s fire destroyed most of Jones’ uniform and I see the young Vamp sink her teeth deep into Jones’ neck. When that happens I know Jones is dead.

Jones tries to fight off the young Vamp’s attack, but she is still too weak from the witche’s attack. I guess the claims that those suits could stand up to anything were false. And that fact just cost Jones her life, but maybe I can lessen her pain.

I aim my gun at her, but just as I’m about to fire, Chang appears in front of me and backhands me, sending me crashing to the floor in pain with my gun flying out of my hand.

His claws ripped my face open, but my healing power kicks in and starts healing then wound, but like Jones’ it seems to be healing far too slowly. I have little time to wonder why as four of Chang’s men move to attack me and I reach out to pull one of my dead crew’s plasma cannon free and fire.

The sunlamp beam cuts the men in half and hit Chang in the face, melting half of his flesh down to the bone. The cannon goes dead and I look back at Jones as I fumble for my other gun under what’s left of my jacket. My arms feel like lead and I’m moving too slow.

Lisa and her daughter’s fangs are buried deep within Jones neck, draining her lifeblood. Jones’ uniform has been torn off her body and I see that Jones is no longer fighting them but has gone limp in their arms. I know now that she is dead and on her way to joining Lisa as a Vamp.

Just as I pull my gun back out, a gargoyle picks me up. He breathes his foul breath on me and I about gag. I can smell the rotted flesh in his mouth. His grip is tight, but I feel some of my lost strength returning.

I kick him in the balls with my silver tipped boots and he drops me like yesterday’s news. I turn from him back to where Jones was.

Jones is gone, along with Lisa, her daughter, and Chang. The attack is officially fucked now. What are left of us just need to hope we live through the mess somehow.

Just before turning my attention back to the gargoyle, I see C’har is fighting two of them at once. My blue skinned alien friend is naked from the waist up and the gray bones along both his arms have opened to release the bone-blades inside them. He slashes at the gargoyles,wanting them out of the way so he can go for the last of the demons. Kemar males have razor sharp, nearly unbreakable blades in their forearms and my friend is making full, deadly use of his.

After killing the gargoyle in front of me, I fire a shot at one of C’har’s and let him kill the other. My alien friend briefly nods my way in thanks and heads off to kill the demon.

Looking around the room I see that all but Darren, Will and two rookies are dead.

Will is bleeding badly and seven Vamps are moving in on him. I fire a couple of shots, but in seconds Will and the rookies are gone under the swarm of Vamps. I try to drown out their death cries as the Vamps take them. Darren is off fighting a gargoyle and from the looks of it losing the battle. He seems to be moving as slow as myself, and his wounds are not healing very fast, just like my own. What is going on?

As I start to walk over to aid my old friend, I almost trip over something.

Looking down I see the burnt remains of Kevin at my feet, he’s not quite dead yet and I can see in his eyes that he is in a lot of pain, but I can spare no time to kill him, stepping over him to head for the door. I wonder if I should use my gun and blast a hole in his head just to make sure that he does die tonight. But time is not on my side and I need to get the rest of my crew out of here.

I’ve lost, but I need to escape and tell Control about Chang and warn them something big is about to hit the fan. But just before the door I hit a force shield and fall back.

Shit, I’m trapped and fucked!

Darren’s screams tell me he just bought it and I turn around to see it’s just C’har and me now. Darren’s body is falling to the ground and a gargoyle is holding his heart in its clawed hand. I watch as the gray beast eats my old friend’s heart, then give into my rage and fire at the beast, killing it while it was licking its claws clean of Darren’s blood.

The good news is only ten Vamps, two gargoyles, one zombie and Han are left in the room to fight. I was probably going to die, but my crew took out some of Chang’s men out.

I jump over the two Vamps attacking me, spinning in the air and fire shots into them. Somehow managing to hit them in the heart from behind. Landing, I turn to see C’har taking two other Vamps down and moving towards Han.

C’har is cut up bad, and I think he’s about done for. So I point my gun at Han and fire.

Six shots go into him, but it’s only then I notice that Han is covered with bullet holes but still standing. Not one drop of blood on him and he is still fucking smiling.

What in the hell is he?

C’har goes to attack and Han brings up one of his long clawed hands, firing purple energy from it. The blast hits C’har dead on and he screams the worst scream I’ve ever heard. I see C’har’s blades turn to dust on his arms and then see C’har’s short stocky body begin to change.

I curse the fact that C’har lacks my immunity to magic, as his body grows smaller and slimmer before my eyes.

What is Han doing to him?

Then black hair pops out from the top of C’har’s head and starts to grow down his back. I see two small mounds appear on C’har’s chest and it hits me that Han is making C’har into a female.

Shit!

Two of Chang’s men jump me as I watch C’har become more and more female before my eyes. His muscle are now long gone and the black hair is to the middle of his now slim body. With each passing second C’har is become more and more female.

I notice that one of the men holding me is a zombie and feel my life force seep from me. The other one is a Vamp who is trying to get a drink of my blood.

I manage to free one arm and hit the Vamp with it in the jaw, breaking it. I push the zombie off me, and pull out my gun from the back of my belt. It only has three shots, but a saint from the 20^th century blessed each bullet.

I fire at Han and the bullet hits his heart. Han screams in pain for the first time and drops to the floor. While he is down C’har drops free. But I see it’s too late and C’har is now a female. A Kemar female, with long black hair and delicate features.

The zombie jumps on me again and I see Han’s jaw drop open and grow about two feet long. Fangs on both his lower jaw and upper jaw appear and an orange glow appears in the back of his mouth as I hear the sounds of the Han’s clothing rip open. Two huge bat-like wings appear on Han’s back and then it hits me what Han is and what a red life glow means.

Han is a mother-fucking DRAGON!!!

His skin takes on a green leather-like look, and fire explodes from his mouth.

I yank the zombie in front of me, letting it take the full effect of the blast. Still the fire hits me and I cry out in pain as I feel my skin get blasted away.

I roll to the ground putting out the fire on my left arm and spin back at Han and fire again. But I miss and he is airborne. My vision is blurred and my whole body seems to be dragging me down.

I’m fucked.

Then pink lighting hits Han from behind and the human-dragon screams in pain. I turn and see the illusion of a Vamp fade and a wizard appear in its place. He has shoulder length silver hair and is dressed in a purple wizards robe covered with gold moons and stars on it. All he is missing is a matching hat.

For the first time in my life I’m happy to see a wizard, even if he looks like something out of a fucking fairy tale.

Han turns from me and fires at the wizard hitting the newcomer in the chest with orange fire. The flames make the wizard scream in pain and fall back. The Wizard disappears in flames and Han turns back to me.

The vamp who’s jaw I broke jumps on me and wrestles my gun away. I twist my wrist so the metal wristband pops open and a sliver knife snicks wickedly out. I hit the vamp in the chest killing it and reach for my gun.

Fire destroys my last hope as I watch my gun melt before my eyes, I brace for death as I turn to face Han.

Han brings his taloned hands up and I see a purple energy jump from them. I hear the crackle of energy and watch helplessly as he points that energy at me.

FUCK!

The blast hits me and it feels like a truck hit my whole body. I can feel my bones break and the magic tear into me. I feel it hit my protection and for what seems like forever it pounds on it. Then I feel my body shift and change slightly.

I was becoming a woman!

But the changes stop before anything really happens as my protection kicks in and the pain stops.

I open my eyes and look at Han flying overhead. Just as he was about to fire again I see the blast of magic from behind him.

Han turns and sees the wizard freeing C’har from the two vamps tearing his or her remaining clothes off. It hits me that while Han was fucking with me the two Vamps and one gargoyle where trying to fuck the transformed C’har. The vamps and gargoyle turn to dust and I see the naked female form of my friend. I notice no bite marks on his...her neck and thank god for that.

At least C’har would live.

Han roared and turned from me firing a blast of orange fire towards the wizard. Agonized cries filled the air as my last active ally died. His flesh melted from his bones and a skeleton clattered to floor when Han’s fire died out. I guess Dragons have more power than wizards.

I take the time to look at my hands. They are slimmer than before and I note that my fingernails seem longer, but I also see that my resistance to magic is kicking in again and they are starting to return to their old look. I can hear Han’s wings flapping in the air and from the roar he lets out he must be closing in on me again.

I closed my eyes. I was beaten.

Sometime later I could feel the pain of Han’s magic hitting my protection, trying to change me again.

I heard the tearing of my clothes and felt Han’s talons on my naked body as his magic raced through my form, trying to change me.

I felt my chest grow and my stomach shrink. I could tell by the growing flesh on my chest, that I was growing a set of tits. Then again my protection kicked in and the painful return of my manhood began.

I had to wonder if Han would try to change me for hours before giving up. My protection would protect me from major changes by magic. He could keep me male, but grow tits on me, but try and change my sex and it would backfire. Even if he left me male and with womanly tits they too would fade in a day or two.

But, then I felt a great pain fill my whole body and heard a popping sound inside my head. It felt like part of my soul had been torn away from me.

I screamed.

"AHHHHHHHHH!!" I yelled and noticed it was a woman’s voice that rang out. Han must have changed my voice while the pain was racing through me.

I could feel my breasts growing again, and from the way my hair was tickling my neck I knew it was growing too. I felt my body shift from male to female. My hips grew wider and my waist smaller. The flesh on my chest had stopped expanding, but the hair was still growing on my head.

Then I noticed Han wasn’t using his magic anymore. So I opened my eyes.

In my face was the dragon-human Han and he was opening his huge mouth. I saw past his fangs and saw a light in the back of his mouth. For a second I thought he was either going to eat me or cook me with his orange fire. Then I spotted a purple glow in his mouth just as purple flames shot out at me.

I tried to scream again, but no sound came out.

I started to feel the changes speed up just as I blacked out. The last feeling I had was my manhood growing up inside me and making me into a woman.

Then I blacked out again.

Chapter Two

When I came to I felt the cold metal floor on my naked ass and could hear the soft sobs of a woman fill the room. It was that soul-rent sobbing that woke me from the darkness. Images of the last moments I was awake fill my head, and I recalled Han using his Dragon-magic to change me to a woman. At once I felt the changes in my body and knew that somehow I was still a woman. Somehow my gift hadn’t protected me and I had to wonder if I would be stuck like this forever like C’har no doubt was, or could a Healer still restore my lost manhood? I knew it wasn’t me that was crying and guessed it was C’har that was crying.

I just hoped that he or she was still Kemar and not a Vamp-Kemarian. It was rare that a Kemarian turned, but it could happen.

One thing was for sure; whatever it was Han had done to transform me had felt like a fast moving truck was hitting me.

I opened my eyes and saw his naked blue female body before me. C’har was sitting on his round ass, knees pulled close to his now large full chest, the long black hair spilling over his slim shoulders and down past his waist. He was rocking back and forth while he sobbed, trying to hide his womanly breasts from me.

My hope was that the healers could turn C’har back to a male and that my protection kicked back in soon and made me male as well.

As I moved to sit up, the weight of my new chest dawned on me. I reminded myself that it was all only temporary, just until my immunity to magic kicked back in.

My head was pounding and it felt like someone had locked it in a vise and wouldn’t let up the pressure. I raised my hands up, ignoring the cold air of my cell on my very naked female body and looked at my hands.

A soft womanly gasped filled the room when I saw my hands. Unlike before when I looked at them and saw a pair of somewhat female looking hands on my white flesh, now I had very small dainty fully female hands on my body, but the kicker was that this time my flesh wasn’t white. I had the same color flesh as Han or Chang’s Asian tanned skin.

I was not only female, but I had been robbed of my race as well!

"C-C’har," I said and the husky voice of a woman came from my mouth. I pushed the black hair from my eyes

"C’har!" I shouted in my now unfamiliar female voice. This was going to take some getting used to.

C’har stopped crying and looked up at me. Pain was written all over his now female face. The look in his eyes told me that his spirit seemed broken.

"Dayton?" C’har’s own husky voice. It was an almost musical sounding voice. If I was still a man and didn’t know C’har had once been one, it was the kind of voice that would melt a man’s heart.

I turned and saw him look up, his knees pulling back revealing his large blue breast. I saw his brownish blue nipple and had the overwhelming desire to suck on them.

Shaking my head clear of the thought, I forced myself to look up from C’har’s full bosom and into his/her face. It seemed my head shaking must have confused C’har as he got a worried look on his now cute face.

"Its me Mike," I replied softly and waved a hand over my transformed body, hoping that would explain my shaking of my head. He seemed to buy it.

"Sorry C’har it’s me. I’m just confused," I said and felt the need to look back down at C’har’s naked body. It was like my female body wanted to gaze at his.

"How long?" I asked. If this kept up and when I became male again it might be hard to resist the desire to fuck my friend’s female body. I could feel my own nipples harden at the thought of having sex with C’har’s erotic alien body.

"Three days," C’har said in a low weak voice.

Three days! How could Han’s magic be so strong that I was still female after three full days? Where was my protection? And why was I feeling a need to be close to C’har, to hug him, to kiss him, or to lick at his now flat crotch. What was happing to me!

"Your protection is gone little one," a voice said from the empty wall in front of me.

I tried to stand, but I still must have been shaken from my transformation and was too weak to stand. I also had a strange echoing feeling in my head.

"How long?" I asked my friend. He seemed on the verge of breaking down in tears again.

I placed the voice as Han’s. Then the light shifted at the wall and Han slowly appeared before my eyes.

Gone! What is Han talking about? A Hunter’s protection is part of him or her, it can’t be removed.

"Wrong little one it can and has been," Han said and he became fully seen. I head C’har gasp and turned and saw him pull his knees back up and hide his chest. For some reason I mimicked C’har’s reaction. I felt the fire on my face as it dawned on me that Han had seen my body naked. Then the strange feeling left as it also dawned on me that if I was asleep for the last three days Han had already seen me. Still I didn’t feel like lowering my knees again.

"Let them drop," Han said and I lowered my knees and moved my legs apart letting Han look at my open crotch. Fire fills my face again, but I found it impossible to move.

"Excellent," Han said with a smile and licked his lips as he looked between my legs. I felt shame fill my head and wanted nothing more then to close my legs. Suddenly I could move them slightly. Not enough to close them, but a little. Han chuckled at me.

"Strong willed my little one. Strong willed," Han said.

"They are waiting for us," came a familair voice.

I looked away from Han and toward the door of the cell. Behind Han stood Trent Davis, newest member of the Council of Hunters. He was wearing a black business suit and holding a small data pad in his hands. His brown eyes looked at my naked body and I regained the ability to close them and narrowed my eyes at him.

What was a Councilman doing in the same cell as a Dragon? Then I realized that Kevin and the boy where not the only traitors in the Guild. Trent was too.

"T-Trent?" I asked in a confused voice. I was trying to think of why he would betray the Guild.

"Damn! Han did one hell of a job on you Mikey," Trent said. He smiled at me leaving it at that and ran a hand thru his short brown hair as he turned from me to C’har and moved toward my transformed friend.

Then it hit me. Kevin and the boy hadn’t been the only ones that betrayed me. Trent must have been the one that gave Chang my whole game plan for the attack.

"W-Why?" I asked.

Trent stopped walking toward C’har and looked up at me and smiled.

"Money and power," He said simply. Then he looked at Han and added. "They really are waiting,"

"Let them wait," Han snapped and Trent flinched at the tone of Han’s voice. I noticed Trent seemed worried about the tone of Han’s voice.

"So what are you planning on doing next?" Trent asked.

Han turned to Trent, his emerald green robe shinning in the little light and I saw his naked feet under the robe.

"I was about to have a show, would you be willing to watch?" Han asked in a flat tone.

Rage filled me at his words and at the fear C’har showed at the sight of Trent. Before I knew what I was doing, I managed to stand and cross the room. Balling up my hand I swung my now tiny fist at him. Trent moved before my blow came even close to connecting on him. He turned and hit me across the face hard and sent me crashing to the floor in pain. I felt tears building in my eyes and fought the urge to cry from his blow.

Standing again I moved to attack him a second time, only this time with a kick.

My blow hit him, but did little damage other than to just piss him off more. This time Trent grabs my throat and began squeezing the very life out of me. With his other hand he punched my gut and I felt my legs sag from the blow. After what had to have been several minutes of this Trent let me go and I crashed to the floor gasping for breath. He turned back toward C’har again, who by this time was screaming in fear of his attack. I noticed the puddle of water that had formed under C’har’s bottom and knew that he/she had let her/his bladder go out of fear. What had Trent done to the warrior in C’har’s spirit?

Standing again I moved to defend my friend and Trent stood to face me. He had a look of rage and fear on his face.

"Damn it Han stop this bitch before I kill her!" Trent said turning his head the left.

Moving for the attack however I was caught off guard and hit an invisible barrier again. This time it sent me flying back across the room and I hit the wall hard.

"About fucking time," Trent snapped as he reached in his pocket and pulled out a small quarter sized metal disc. Han just smiled at my former boss. He then looked at me and I saw the same lust in those dark pools of eyes as Trent had for me, only they seemed to desire more of my new form.

"She could be a problem," Trent said nodding toward me as he moved close to C’har.

I saw him take a small round disc from his jacket pocket. He pushed a button on it and seven points came out from the disc. It looked like a star computer shaped tinny starfish. He bent down and placed it on C’har’s temple. I saw C’har gasp as the disc bit down on his/her flesh.

"There we go my love," Trent said in a soft tone.

Love?

"What are you doing?" Han asked Trent.

Trent turned and smiled at the human form of Han.

"Simple, I’m using my own mind control on my little blue pet," Trent said, and brought the data pad up and tapped a few buttons on it.

"OHHHHH," C’har said in a lost dreamy voice.

"What is you name," Trent said as he looked at C’har.

"C-C’har," my friend said and then cried out in pain as the lights on the disc at his temple turned red.

"No, from now on it’s Sara," Trent said and hit a second button. This time I saw the light turn green and C’har cried out again.

"OOOHHHHHHHH," but this time it was in the dreamy voice.

I looked at the disc and knew it was one of the Kemarian thought pads they used to help up gain information from a human slave of a nightwalker, but now it was being used to reprogram my friend.

"What is your name?"Trent shouted and I saw the disc light up as he spoke again.

"S-Sara!" C’har shouted. His/her breath was getting heavier, and I watched helpless as her/his breast heaved under the strain.

"Who am I?" Trent asked with a harsh tone.

"Tr...aghhhhhh!" C’har tried to say but the disc began to light up again.

"No, I am your master!" Trent said in a flat voice. "Now who am I?" he added.

"Master! You are Sara’s master!" C’har shouted as the disc lit up again and again.

I watched as Trent made C’har repeat his/her new name over and over again. And each time C’har was made to call him master. I listened as Trent gave more commands and was forced to watch as my friend was slowly reprogrammed into Trents personal sex slave before my eyes.

"Now from this day forward your are female and will no longer act male. If you do act anything but female then your will feel great pain and will beg me to end the pain," Trent added and after the disc lighted up and C’har repeated the command, when he was done C’har was panting after cumming time after time. He removed the disc and held it out to Han.

"That should do it for now. Between the Ma’tor and my little toy nothing of the warrior should remain. I can do her next," Trent said nodding toward me on the wall. "Just place it on her temple like I did to my Sara, and you can begin reprogramming her mind," Trent said nodding toward me again.

"I don’t need your toys human," Han said in a flat tone, his eyes narrow at Trent and my former boss backed away from Han.

 

Han pointed at me with one of his long nails. Suddenly I found myself free of the wall.

At first I was going to attack them, but then I felt a tingle in my head and looked at Han. I felt my nipples harden and a moistness in my crotch build. My mouth felt very dry and I licked my lips.

"But first I think we should get back to my little show," Han said and pointed his long finger toward C’har. At once my body was filled with a desire to taste my friend’s new form.

Trent watched at C’har with a hungry look in his eyes, turned to Han and nodded his head.

"She’ll fight you," Trent said looking at me. Han laughed at Trent, but agreed.

"Now I really want to see you and C’har please one another," Han said to me.

Was he nuts!? Sure I was still feeling the need to be close to C’har’s naked body, but I was fighting it too. Then the next thing I knew I was right in front of C’har kneeling in front of him/her and I could smell his/her new body.

The smell of his female sex was overpowering.

"She’s in the last day of the Ma’tor," Trent said with a smug voice.

What is the Ma’tor? I wondered. C’har had never said anything about that. But when Trent mentioned the word I saw C’har’s body flinch.

Then I bent forward and leaned into C’har’s face.

"D-Dayton," He/she said in a soft pleading voice, but made no movement to turn from me.

I kissed him/her on her/his full lips and felt his/her legs move apart.

Our breast touched and I felt C’har’s mouth open as he/she gasped. I moved my tongue deep into his/her mouth and moaned into his/her mouth.

His/her lips tasted like honey. One of my small hands reached between C’har’s open legs and I could feel the warmth coming off his/her crotch before I even touched him/her. Then my hand came done on the hairless lips of his/her pussy and I slid a finger into him/her. He/she gasped more and kissed me hard, our tongues dancing in each other’s mouths. Then I felt one of his/her long fingernails enter my own hairy pussy and move in and out. My breathing was getting heavier and heavier and I felt light headed. Then I broke off the kiss and began moving down C’har’s chest. Licking at his/her hard brown-blue nipples and biting down on one.

Warm milk filled my mouth as I drank from C’har’s nipple. I was in heaven. I felt C’har shake under me and knew he/she had come as a woman, then my own body filled as I came and came on C’har’s finger.

Breaking free of his/her nipple, I licked and kissed my way to his/her hairless pussy, slowly pushing C’har to his/her back. Once there I moved back to his/her hairless slit and began tonguing it with every thing I hand. At some point I felt my legs turn and C’har slip under me. Then next thing I knew he/she was licking at my own pussy as I licked and tasted his/her own. Wave after wave hit me as I came over and over. C’har’s tongue began to move deeper inside me, and I felt it change into something very familiar, but just as it was about to enter deep into me, I felt it hit a barrier. C’har move his/her shape changing tongue back a little and I moaned in desire. I wanted him/her to fill me; I wanted to feel the fullness in me. I went to move my hips back against him when Han spoke.

"Stop," he said and all desire left me and I felt shame fill my mind. I could feel C’har in me and moved off as fast as I could. His/her tongue was normal now as it popped free of my hole and when I could again see his/her face, I saw the shame on his/her own face.

Why was I acting like a slut just a second ago?

"I made you, little one." Han said

I looked up. He could hear my thoughts!

"Yes, I can," he added and moved closer to me.

I could smell the deep odor of C’har and my sex fill the air, but now as Han moved close to me, I was amazed at the overpowering smell of his odor.

It was so musky.

Once he was in front of me, I fell to my knees and opened up his red silk Chinese robe and saw his long thick cock. I felt my mouth go dry and my eyes became glued to his bobbing tool. It hit me that I was wanting to put it in my mouth and suck on it. Shaking my head I tried to clear those thoughts from my mind as I looked up past Han’s pointy beard and into those dark pools of eyes. Han smiled at me and brought one of his long, taloned fingers forward to touch my forehead.

"Drink little one. Drink," he commanded.

The minute I saw his eyes I felt part of me melt deep inside and before I could react, I found myself opening my mouth and drawing his monster cock inside my mouth. I lunged forward, not caring if C’har or Trent saw me and engulfed Han’s meaty tool. I held back gagging as I swallowed him whole and used my tongue to lick the underside of his cock.

I felt his hands on the back of my head and let him push me up and down on his cock, letting him fuck my face. At some point I looked up at Han and moaned as he moved in and out of my wet mouth. I could feel my juices race down my leg as I came over and over. Each time more than the last. Then in a lust filled haze I looked back at Han and felt whatever Han had done to my mind leave. I almost threw up when what I had just done hit me. I let my dainty hands fondle his large balls as I bobbed up and down on his now growing cock. I drew all the way down until my nose rested in the dark hairs of his crotch and let my nose breath in his powerful male musk. I began to move faster and faster, the desire to please both my Master and my growing need for his seed filling my mind.

I heard Trent’s laughter in the background, but was too consumed with the need for my Master’s seed to do anything about it. I closed my eyes and felt his large cock in my mouth. It felt so right somehow.

Then his cock began to jump in my mouth and it happened. Han began to pump warm hot cum down my mouth and I fought to swallow all of his seed. But it was too much and some spilled out of my small mouth and onto my chin. Then as I drank down his seed I felt my own body go into another intense orgasm. It was like my nipples where plugged into an outlet and thousands of volts of energy where filling my very soul. As his cock grew soft in my mouth I looked up into his eyes wishing to please him and licked him clean. After he pulled from my mouth, I licked at my lips and used my hands to feed my the stray bits of his cum that had been left on my mouth and chin.

It was then I noticed that at some point one of my hands and gone between my legs and that I now had three of my fingers moving in and out of my slit. Finally Han was done and pushed me off his cock and I fell back on to my round naked ass, licking my lips and using my other hand to get the lose cum from my chin to my mouth. Then I felt Han’s long nail on my forehead and I came again.

"What is your name my pet?" Han asked me in a soft smooth voice and I felt my heart melt and the sound of his power, yet soft voice.

"Mi Ling, Master," I said without thinking.

Then the events of the last few moment caught up with me. Yet I didn’t feel sick, it was just the opposite. I felt happy that I knew my name and that I had pleased my owner.

"You see human, unlike your toy she is now and will forever be Mi Ling, my little Chinese whore," Han said.

And for some reason, memories from the life as a nineteen-year-old Asian whore filled my mind. I still recalled my true past, but now I found that I knew the past of Mi Ling as well. I also smiled when I realized I could also now recall all of Mi Ling’s talent as a whore and how she pleased both men and women in her short life.

"You said they were waiting?" Han asked. From his tone I knew he didn’t really care. Trent seemed lost in thought however.

"I’ll have to try that when Sara’s in her Ma’tor," Trent mumbled, causing Han to chuckle at my former boss.

"What is she smiling about?" Trent asked.

"I imagine at the skills she has recalled in how to please me in bed," Han chuckled again at my former boss.

"We should get them upstairs for Chang’s meeting," Trent said moving toward C’har and trying to change the subject.

"Ah yes, your important meeting," Han in a flat tone.

"Yes, I guess we should get going and take the girls with us," Trent said, again trying to change the subject.

Han nodded and bent his fingers telling me to stand.

"Allow me," Han said and blew smoke from his mouth. The smoke changed from black to a pale blue and the became a transparent blue robe. He handed it to Trent and he told C’har to put it on. It was no surprise that C’har obeyed him and once the short robe was on looked at Trent for approval. The robe let one see all of C’har’s naked body and barley covered his new sex. When I turned Han was holding a green version in front of my face.

I looked at C’har and then back at the robe and sighed. I was still under Han’s power, but put it on with out his command or the desire to please him. It did little to protect me from the cold and I found the silky feeling of the robe kept my nipples hard. I was also aware of the drying juices on my legs from my new sex. I felt shame fill my mind again.

I wondered if this was going to be my life from now on.

"There, now we can leave," Han said and walked toward the door. I found myself following behind him and Trent.

For some reason the thought of walking in front of my Master or any other male seemed wrong to me now. It was clear that Han’s magic had changed more than just my sex. He had somehow given me the memories of a young whore he had killed years ago and I now shared her habits about how a slave should act. Or better yet how a FEMALE slave should act.

Somehow I had to find a way out of this before I lost myself to her life. Before I really became Mi Ling.

Chapter Three

 

As we walked down the hallway I began to wonder whose building this was. I knew it was not one of Chang’s. It was too new for a Vamp to live in, they all seemed to favor old, abandoned buildings like the warehouse we had attacked three night ago when C’har and I where still male. Plus I thought back about the jail cell C’har and I had just left. It was just too modern and Vamps had a deep dislike for technology. That meant Chang must have sold us to someone or we had been taken somewhere by Han after we were changed. But Trent’s mention of a meeting seemed to argue that fact. Was this perhaps Han’s building?

Thinking of Han, I felt a cold shiver fill my new body. He was a fucking dragon! Nothing seemed to hurt him but the bullet I fired blessed by a Saint. Oh, it looked like the magic the wizard used hurt a bit, but not as much as my bullet had. But if Vamps hated modern technology then from what little I had learned from Han, he despised it even more.

The pain in my head was getting weaker and weaker as we walked down the hall. It was becoming more of a dull echo.

We passed line after line of zombie guards and I noticed a few of them had on the bodysuits of my team.

Then I saw Will’s zombie body at the end of the hall. His hair had fallen out, his flesh was taking on the rotted look all zombies had and his eyes lacked the passion Will seemed to always have. Next to him was Darren.

Darren’s frame had lost the fine muscle tone he’d always had, and the flesh was pulling tight to his bones. Some of his red hair remained, but not much.

His eyes too had no life in them and I felt guilty that I was the one who had caused this to happen.

As they opened the door in front of us, I saw Chang and Lisa sitting on twin skulled thrones at the center of the room. Lisa was breast-feeding a small baby and letting a naked red haired woman lick at her crotch, while Chang was talking to everyone in the room.

However the minute we walked in everyone stopped and turned to face us. I felt my face burn with shame knowing everyone would be able to see my new body under the thin robe Han had made for me. I moved closer to Han hoping he would hide me.

Too many of Mi Ling’s habits where merging with mine.

What I saw in the room didn’t make me feel any better.

Off to the left of Chang was a group of Mummies. Each was wrapped in rotting strips of linen, and standing behind them was a Mummy High Priest. The priest wore golden symbol of the House of Set, his face was free of the rotting linen and his dark gray skin could be seen. But the most troubling was the fact that unlike the other mummies I’ve seen, this one’s face was not rotting. No, instead it looked healed. How did that happen? Guild books stated that no Mummy could be healed. Yet here he was with most of his face healed and some of the other strips on his body had come loose to reveal more healed gray skin and not the rotting skin normally seen in mummies.

Still, they all gave off the smell of an old spice cupboard, from the herbs used to embalm them long ago.

Next to them stood a lone Warlock. He was dressed in a black suit and his long golden hair was pulled into a ponytail. He smiled at C’har and me when he saw us walk in and looked at our bodies with lust in his eyes. When he saw Han, however he turned his gaze away and looked over at Lisa and Chang’s daughter, who was again wearing the lose robe, but this time she was feeding on a young girl about fourteen years old with brown hair and green eyes.

The girl was naked and letting Lisa’s daughter drain her neck while toying with her clit. She seemed to not even know we where in the room. From the necklace the girl was wearing it marked her as a young witch. Still no matter what Lisa’s daughter said or did, the young witch just played with her tiny breast and let Lisa’s daughter drink her blood and toy with her sex.

A row of gargoyles stood next to the Warlock. I wondered if they were his or Chang’s. However I was guessing the warlocks, since Chang didn’t like gargoyles and seldom used them.

The gargoyles stood off to the side of the Warlock eying the demons standing to the left of them with a guarded look.

I saw C’har flinch when he looked at the Demons.

Unlike normally, my old friend wasn’t about to attack the Demons. Two female zombie Kemarian woman dressed in thin white robes where feeding the head Demon human flesh. The women’s bodies looked like all zombies and their blue skins was a bluish gray now and lacked the life of C’har’s. Their full lips, where not shiny like C’har’s, but dried and cracked.

The Demons were red skinned with black lower bodies. Their leader had large bat wings on his back and the lower half of his body was that of a goat. His large red-brown cock was uncovered and one of the zombie Kemarian woman was toying with it as she sat on the floor next to him.

I had to wonder if more of C’har’s people’s women had become like these two.

Looking back to the right of Chang I saw a horde of goblins standing behind a lone Hobgoblin.

The Hobgoblin was a dark orange color, and armed with ancient weapons, along with a few of my former crew’s plasma guns. He smile at me, letting his pointy yellow teeth be seen and lifted a large spiked club while watching me.

I was surprised to see both the Hobgoblin and the goblins here. Five years ago it was thought we had finally killed of the last of them. I guess it shouldn’t be too much of a surprise however, since it was Trent who claimed he had killed them all off.

He and Kevin that was.

Did that mean Kevin had gone over long before the battle with the Countess? And if so, had he been a Vamp that long and fooled us all?

How had he survived the transformation from Hunter to Vamp? Han?

Next to the goblins was something that got me mad for the first time since entering the room.

Dogs!

A pack of Dogs stood to the far right of the goblins, their leader stood naked in front of the werewolves in his human form. Unlike the pack-leader, the other Dogs remained in full werewolf form.

Four males and two females numbered the pack, besides the male leader. I placed the leader in a heartbeat.

It was Reese. The Dog who killed my father.

He was about six foot two, with short unruly brown hair and had one gold earring in his left ear. He looked at me and smiled. His limp cock twitched at the sight of me, and he rubbed his hairy chest.

I was about to do something when Trent moved forward.

"Lord Chang forgive us for being late, but we were detained," Trent said. Everyone in the room laughed. Everyone but Chang.

He eyed Trent and leaned forward in his chair.

"Where is it human?" Chang said. The tone in his voice told me what he thought of Trent and his betrayal. He would treat Trent like the scum he was. Trent smiled and gave a forced laugh.

Then Trent pulled a small round gold disc from his jacket and held it up for Chang to see.

"You mean this, Lord Chang?" Trent questioned, mocking Chang in front of the other nightwalkers. Chang looked pissed, but something stayed his hand. He nodded to Trent, that ‘yes’ that was what he wanted. Trent smiled in victory and started to walk towards Chang to give him the disc, but Chang waved him off.

"Heather!" Chang yelled as he turned to the young girl his daughter was toying with. The girl moaned in protest, but raised her hand and cast a spell.

The disc left Trent’s hands and floated over to Chang. He looked at the disc and smiled. Trent didn’t look too happy, but remained silent. Despite my embarrassment I was wondering what was on that disc.

"It will do as you say?" Chang asked Trent in a less mocking tone.

"Yes," Trent said simply. But I saw Trent nod to the Warlock and the lead Hobgoblin.

Then Chang looked at me and smiled.

"Do you like my new witch Michael? "You should, she cost me a great deal to get, but I required a replacement for the one your little bitch killed," he said as he eyed my naked form.

I refused to answer him.

"I must say you look far better now than before," Chang joked and everyone laughed at me.

"Yes she does," Lisa said as she moved the baby from her left breast to her right. Small drops of milk and blood spilled down her left side. She patted the long red hair of the slave-Vamp between her legs and the girl moaned as she drank from her Mistress’s sex.

I heard some of the others mumble my name. Or my male name.

Chang then gave the disc to a zombie and pointed at the floating vid-veiwer next to the Warlock. It seemed Chang had left the old ways behind and was now using technology. I had to wonder if that was Lisa’s doing.

It was then I saw the other Vamps behind the Dogs.

Two groups of Vamps stood next to the pack of Dogs. The first was lead by Colin Kramer, an American turned in the late 1920’s. He had moved up the ranks faster than any other Vamp before him, including Chang and Vlad, two of the VAmps most feared by The Guild. Next to him was Jade, Chang’s rival for complete control of all Asian Vamps.

That was a big surprise. Jade had been thought dead for sometime now. Since about the time my father retired. Yet here she was in the same room as her rival. Jade’s true age was unknown, the first recorded mention of her name was in 12AD, but some claim she is far older than that.

I turned my attention back to the vid-viewer and waited while the zombie put the disc in. I wanted to know what this was all about.

Looking around the room and at all the high-tech items in it, I discovered that Chang had left behind the old ways and was embracing the new. Nothing in this room spoke of a Vamp, except his and Lisa’s chairs. I had to wonder again if that was Lisa’s doing.

Images came on the vid and I saw a large crew of Hunters in a Demon Nest.

The Demon didn’t look to happy about seeing his fellow demons being killed by Hunters and demanded to know what was going on, Chang told him to wait.

Then the vid closed in on the leader of the Hunters and I saw to my horror that it was none other than Kevin.

But how! I saw his burnt body in the warehouse days ago and I was sure he was very dead then. I saw Jade smile at me when I saw Kevin. Somehow I was going to see to it that the bitch paid for turning a man I thought of as a brother into one of her Vamp slaves.

Damn! I knew I should have put a bullet in his brain! Then Kevin turned to his men and smiled, revealing his fangs and leaped into the air transforming into a bat. Now I knew that Kevin had been a Vamp for sometime. Only Vamps of five years could manage a shape-shift into a bat. But how? He should never of been able to live long enough to become a true Vamp without his protection killing him.

The demon started to demand Chang lift the spell holding him here so he could avenge his fellow demons, but Chang raised his hand and silenced the demon.

"Trent," Chang said and my former fellow Hunter stepped forward.

"Eleven-alpha five-one-three," he said and Chang pushed something on his chair then turned to watch the viewer.

I watched as every Hunter screamed and grabbed the back of their necks. Then they all fell to the ground as their bodies caught fire and burned until heads exploded. As the remaining demons moved in on the dead and began eating them, Chang shut off the viewer and turned to Trent.

"As you can see, our friend here has given us a weapon to help destroy the Guild forever," Chang said and then went on to explain that Trent had pushed to have every Hunter fitted with a link and that the link could now kill any Hunter with the push of a button and a key codeword. Trent told the nightwalkers that as of today seventy percent of the Guild was now fitted with a link and that when the attack began the tribes of the night could strike a blow to the Guild they could never recover from.

"When do we move?" The mummy-priest asked.

"Soon," was all Chang would say. Then one by one the nightwalkers began to leave. Soon only Trent, C’har, Han, the Dogs, Jade’s clan and myself remained behind with Chang.

Reese step forward and looked at me. His yellow glowing eyes narrowed and he sniffed the air.

"She doesn’t smell like Dayton," he said and looked down at my chest. He looked at Han with doubt in his eyes.

"She is," Chang said. Reese only rolled his eyes and looked at Han.

"And he can control her?" Reese questioned and I saw Han look at Reese with hate in his eyes, yet Reese remained unafraid of Han, despite the fact that Han was a Dragon. "I say we kill her now and be done with it," Reese added.

"Try it and you die," Han said in a cold voice. I saw Reese’s pack shift around nervously in readiness to attack, but Reese only laughed.

"I don’t fight females old one," he said and motioned for the female Dog to stand.

I watched the female stand, judging she was about five nine and very well built. Her body had a lean well-toned build to it. As she shifted to her naked human form, her coat turned from deep brownish red to brown and the hair on her body became thinner. Once human, she had short brown hair and yellow eyes. Five earrings total filled each ear. I looked at her legs covered with thin brown hairs and when she stretched her arms over her small pert breast I saw her hairy armpits.

"Kim will deal with the bitch," Reese said and let Kim, the pack-bitch move forward. She seemed ready to attack.

I felt Han’s warm breath on the back of my neck and then felt the thin robe vanish from my body. I was now naked and Han pushed me forward.

"Fight well little one," he said.

Kim, the Dog, wasted no time with launching her attack, hitting me hard. I fell to the ground and felt like shit. It was like I was moving in slow motion. My whole body was asleep. I knew that my body had changed, but I still retained a well toned body and with my memories intact I should be able to take the Dog-bitch easy, yet as I stood and moved to attack her, my movements were all wrong for my new body and she was gone before I even moved. She laughed at me and then kicked me in the stomach again sending me to the ground. I somehow managed to move away before she could hit me again and stood feeling the blood fill my mouth. It was easy to see that I wouldn’t win this battle. She was just too strong, and my body wasn’t working with my mind.

"She’s too weak to be Dayton!" Kim growled and attacked again. She was too fast and her long fingernails caught me on the cheek cutting me deeply. I could feel the blood run down my face. Not a good thing to do, getting cut in a room full of Vamps, but none of them moved to attack me. Instead they watched as Kim beat me again and again until Reese spoke.

"Enough! You where right Han she is weak now," Reese said and called Kim off me. I saw the look in the bitch’s eyes and she was almost losing her hold on her human form and might have become a Dog before the fight ended. I also saw rage in her eyes. Rage that seemed fueled for hate toward me. Or my male self.

Han came over, touched me and I felt a bolt of energy fill my body as all my wounds healed. I looked up from Han and he smiled at me. I then found myself again kneeling at his crotch with the desire to drink him filling my mind. Before I could do anything else, even react, I pushed his robe open and swallowed his cock.

I could hear Lisa laugh at the sight of me bobbing up and down on Han, but I was far too lost in the need to drink from his cock to care.

"How long will this last?" Jade asked.

"Forever," Han said.

"But how? I’ve studied the Hunters for years and they are immune to magic," Colin questioned.

I paused at his question. I was wondering that too, but Han mumbled something about strong will and touched the back of my head. I forgot all about wanting to know and returned to sucking on him.

"True, but Han has spent the last 1,000 years studying the spell used to make Hunters, trying to find a weak point. Then a month ago he found one and we used it on Kevin Anderson while he was attacking the Countess." Chang said. "His crew was killed and Kevin was turned. Han told us that for the next week Kevin would be without his gifts and that we could turn him into a full Vamp in that time and when his protection kicked back in Kevin would be a full Vamp and no healer the Guild used would be able to see his true form with the secondary spell Han cast on him,"

"So she will become a female Hunter soon?" Reese said and I caught the meaning of his tone as I sucked on Han’s cock. It was plain to see that Reese feared me getting free and stopping them from whatever they had planned. But I was too focused on the way Han’s cock was jumping in my mouth. Soon Han filled my mouth and I swallowed his cum greedily as he spoke.

"Yes, she will. But by that time she will be my wife and carrying one of my children," Han said.

For some reason that filled me with joy.

I was freed from the desire to drink from Han with those words. I blushed knowing that everyone had just seen me suck on a cock and felt so defeated. Even the fact that I was not going to be weak forever made me feel happy. But at least now I knew why it was so easy for Kim to kick my ass. Han’s spell had stolen my gifts for a time.

"Is that how you defeated her?" Jade asked

"Yes and No," Trent said

"You see Chang had Han cast the spell over the whole warehouse so that every pureblood Hunter would be affected by the spell. It slowed down their healing gifts and made them vulernable to other magic. Then he released the spell over Kevin and Smith and Chang attacked. Even with the spell now working to destroy each pureblood Hunters gift they might have won. I knew nothing of the sunburst they carried as part of the special weapons and that hurt a lot of Chang’s men and killed Kevin. Only Han’s magic was able to restore Kevin to life later. No, it was the treatment I gave each of the bodysuits that broke the team. They had all become so used to the suits saving them that when I added a special bug to the suits to destroy them they where fucked. Still, Chang knew that C’har and Mike would more than likely survive, so it was decided to take C’har out of the picture first and then let Han have Mike," Trent explained rather smugly.

"So you’re saying she won’t be a problem when we attack?" Jade asked.

Chang said by then I would be far too busy letting the baby dragon grow inside of me, and with Han’s teaching forget my past. That seemed to please them and they all left.

Before Trent and C’har left, he asked Han for the egg. I was confused about that, but Han opened his mouth and a slimy green egg fell into Trents hand.

"All you do is break the egg over a male Kemarian and he will change like your Sara did," Han said. Then my friend and his new owner teleported out.

I had to wonder then if when I next saw C’har if he/she would know me or if I would know him/her.

"So Mi Ling, do you like my new pet?" Lisa asked as she pushed the longhaired redhead free of her pussy.

When the woman fell back, I saw the blood on her face and at Lisa’s pussy. I flinched at the sight.

The woman had large full breasts, about the size of Lisa’s and her green eyes where glazed over with lust. Her skin was perfectly white except around her blood soaked mouth. She looked like some teenage boy’s wet dream. However, I had known her once as Amanda Jones, a pureblood Hunter like myself.

"I had Heather and Chang add some changes to her body and mind while she changed into a full Vamp," Lisa said as she waved her hand towards Amanda. " By the time she’s done, I’ll add her to Chang’s wives and let my husband take her maidenhood and welcome her to the family. Of course, by then the Amanda Jones you knew will be long gone," Lisa said and when Jones whined at her feet, Lisa let the new Vamp go back to drinking from her clit. I knew from teaching that this would bind Jones to Lisa forever and she would do anything to please her new Mistress.

I felt smoke cover my naked body and then change into a white and green silk robe, I noted that it had a green dragon over the left breast.

"Shall we go my little one?" Han said and waved his hand. A large portal opened revealing a cave filled with gold and snake men guarding the gold.

"To The Forever Night," Chang said as we walked through the gateway. I wondered what that meant as Han and I vanished.

Chapter Four

 

When Han and I stepped out of the portal we entered his cave. I saw a huge mound of gold coins and everything all the legends said where true about a Dragon’s cave. It must have taken Han most of his long life to fill this room! Three snake-men stood at the entrance of the cave and waited silently as Han and I walked toward the wall of the cave. Each of the snake men were a greenish brown color and were wearing only a brown loincloth on their waist. Each also carried a long wooden staff with a sharp half-moon shaped blade at the end of it.

Han walked before me and I still found myself dealing with strong feelings of letting him dominate me.

Then a mirror appeared before me and for the first time I saw my new body.

I was short, maybe about five three, with long black hair that almost reached my now round ass. My eyes where now an emerald green color. I had the face of an Asian beauty, but the heart and mind of a man. My body had the tone of a well-trained athlete, yet my last fight had shown me that my combat skills didn’t seem to work in this form.

The robe I was wearing was a mirror of Han’s. It was a pure white color with dark green trim on the edges. The middle of the robe’s ‘V’ showed off my small naked breasts. Two green dragons danced over each breast on the robe and when Han turned me around I saw a large green dragon on the back of the robe.

"You are a vision my little one," Han said as one of his long nails reached under the robe and tweaked my left nipple. I gasped at his touch and saw my chest grow in the mirror.

"I think you will look better with a C cup," Han said in my ear as his tongued flicked in it. On the mirror his tongue was long and forked. I wondered what else about this body Han was going to change. Gone where my once small breasts and I now was sporting a much larger chest.

"Massssster," one of the snake men said.

"Yes," Han answered, he sounded angry that one of his servants had interrupted him. His voice was sharp and his tone short.

"One of your bridesssss issssss in the final dayssssss," snake said.

Han stopped licking me and let me go, he seemed in a hurry to get to this other bride. That made me stop short. I was thinking of myself as his wife and not a slave. Damn, what had he done to my mind?

"Which one?" He asked. His tone had changed; it was one of joy instead of the cold tone from before.

"The red," the snake said. Han smiled.

"Jennifer. Good, very good," Han said and looked back at me. "Come along Mi Ling it will do you good to see your fate,"

I walked behind Han and his guard of snake men as we entered a smaller cave. It was filled with naked women. Every single one of them was naked and had swollen bellies. Some were Asian like Han and myself, others where white. Each and every one of them where sporting all different sizes of swollen bellies. I saw a jealous look in many of their eyes when I walked in the cave. We walked past two young girls who looked about seventeen at the most and I spotted the slight swelling of their bellies. How could Han do this to mere children?

"Once you are with child you will join the others here in the nest," Han said as he past a woman who looked about fifty and nine months along with her baby.

"Master," she said as she rubbed her swollen belly. Han smiled at her and used his long tongue to lick her neck and then her belly. I saw the woman smile at him. It was like he was giving her a treat or something!

Then we rounded the corner and went into a smaller cave. At once my new nose was assaulted with the odor of decaying flesh.

I saw a woman a little farther along than the one wn had just passed, only this one was scratching at her belly and smiled at Han when he walked in. Then the woman ripped off part of the skin on her belly revealing something white under it. She smiled at me and then ate the skin. Once that was done the woman went back to scratching her belly. I saw that the white part that now could be seen on her belly had no blood around where she had removed the skin. It was odd.

Looking at the other women in the room, I noticed all of them were peeling off parts of the skin on their bellies and eating it. One woman had no skin on her belly and was touching a large white egg shaped belly instead of human flesh.

Then I saw her. A woman lying naked in the center of the room in a birdlike nest. This had to be Jennifer.

She was lying in the center of the room and her egg-belly was six feet long and four feet wide. Her legs had become empty sacks under the egg in her belly she and looked to be in great pain. That was until she saw Han.

"Master she is about to break through," the red haired woman said. Almost on cue the belly began to crack and green liquid leaked from her egg. The woman cried out in pain as the egg continued to crack, spilling the green liquid down the side of Jennifer’s body. I closed my eyes not wanting to see what was happening and tried to drown out her screams.

"Open them little one," Han commanded, and I felt one of his long nails on my chin. I opened my eyes and saw a lizard-like head pop from the woman’s belly.

At least the poor woman had stopped crying, and her eyes looked lifeless.

"She is gone little one, but her job was done. Look at my daughter and know that soon you too shall give me child," Han said as his ‘daughter’ crawled from her mother’s lifeless belly and began to eat both the remains of the egg and her mother. I felt sick.

Han forced me to watch as the small red dragon ate at its dead mother’s body, and slowly I watch the woman named Jennifer vanish as her beloved ‘daughter’ consumed her. My belly felt ready to expel whatever food I might still have in it after my long spell of not eating.

Han ordered one of his other ‘brides’ to take the newly born infant to the hatchling room. Then he looked at a young black girl, who appeared to be about fourteen. Her legs where empty like Jennifer’s had been and I saw none of her belly had her dark skin. Some of the other brides where rubbing her belly and the girl was moaning with passion at their touch.

"How soon?" Han asked one of the women.

"A week my love," answered a woman with no flesh on her belly and two weak looking legs. I had to wonder if the next time I saw the woman if she would be like Jennifer and this black girl. I also learned the woman Han was talking to was named Karen, and that she was due in a month and a half.

"I look forward to seeing my son, Lisha," Han told the black girl, and flicked his long tongue out to lick her egg-belly and her breasts. I watched as Jennifer’s daughter finished eating her dead mother and as two other expectant mothers drew the infant dragon out of the nest and walked her out of the cave.

As Han and I left the room he turned to me.

"Every five hundred years a dragon can mate and takes a host of brides impregnating them with his seed. Only five out of every ten will give birth to a full dragon and of that only two out of every five will reach adulthood. I now have seven young dragons in my lair and twenty winged lizards. The lizards are mindless creatures that will die feeding my true children. Jennifer’s child is the first female dragon born to my keep," Han said as we left the nest.

As we entered his bedchambers I felt my silk robe fade and I stood naked before my ‘husband’.

"You will be different Mi Ling," Han said removing his own robe.

"Your protection will kick in about the time the baby starts to develop in you and when it hatches it will be you, re-born as a dragon woman," Han told me as his manhood grew.

I felt my mind give in to the need to suck on him and taste his seed. At the same time I felt my pussy grow wet with the knowledge I would give birth to myself.

"You will begin as you know yourself and grow into a full dragon. Most of your old memories will fade with birth, but some will remain. After you awake I will take you again and you will carry my seed in your new belly and lay about twenty eggs. Each of those eggs will give birth to true-dragons and I will mate with you two more times before my seed goes dormant again. By then you will have given me seventy dragons before the year is up," he explained as I went to my knees and took him in my mouth.

"You have noticed that your will breaks more and more as you drink of me and soon you will desire nothing more than to be at my side and have me in you night and day. By the time your warrior skills return many of Mi Ling’s traits will be yours and you will become Mi Ling, body and soul," Han said and moaned as I licked the underside of his shaft and used my small fingers to touch his large balls.

"Yes, good, little one, give in to her knowledge," Han said as he ran his hands through my hair. I felt my body shake as I came for the first time in his chambers.

"You see, I’ve not only taken your manhood, but fused your womanhood with the life force of a young hooker I ate a century back," Han smiled evilly as he filled my mouth with his cum.

As I fell back on my well-padded ass I looked up at Han and licked the stray drops of his cum from my hands and chin. I almost idly noted that there was less of it this time. I was getting better and better.

Han walked naked over to a clear globe by his bed and blew purple fire into the glass. I heard a man’s cry and saw the globe turn red. Han then fell on to his bed and looked at me. His cock was hard again and I knew what he wanted next.

And sadly I wanted it too. How could I, Michael Dayton, give in so easily to the habits of Mi Ling! And if this was only the beginning, what would I be like at the end?

Rising up off the floor I climbed up into bed with my new ‘husband’. I felt his hard cock hit my flat belly and a warm feeling began to fill my transformed mind. Han leaned up towards me and his long forked tongue licked my now larger breasts. I felt my nipples harden with desire. My crotch seemed to be dripping wet and I had a burning need to feel the fullness that C’har had almost given me back in the cell with her shape changing tongue. It dawned on me that I was thinking of C’har and myself as women and not former men. How much of myself had I already lost to Mi Ling? How much more would I lose?

It was Han’s mouth sucking down on my left nipple that drove any more thoughts of my past life out of my head and what my future held for me. I needed a good fucking and both my mind and body knew it.

So did Han.

Slowly I let my new body slide down onto Han’s massive cock. I winced as it began to split me open and I cried out in pain as he began to tear me open. But Han seemed lost in the lust of taking me and only moved deeper into me. What pain I had felt up until then paled to what I felt as Han broke my maidenhead. Only his gentle licking of my engorged nipples kept me from passing out in pain as he made me into a full woman.

Then everything changed. The pain turned to a warm soothing feeling and I began to enjoy each thrust Han gave me. Before I knew what I was doing I began to return each and every thrust, speeding up the pace to move faster and faster. Finally, after what felt like days, Han’s cock jumped inside me and I felt him fill my womb with his dragon-seed. I felt a wholeness about myself as I drifted off to sleep.

Chapter Five

As I lay in Han’s bed and felt his hard cock in my pussy I smiled. For the first time in my life I felt a great joy in having a male fill me. I moved my hips and sank deeper onto his cock. I felt Han come awake and slowly begin to push in and out of me.

I moaned loudly as he made his cock grow larger inside me. My nipples hardened with a need to have something feeding from them or sucking on them. I felt one of Han’s lizard-like hands grab one of my breasts and play with it. It was sometimes nice to have a Dragon lover who could read your mind. Then I felt the all-too familiar pulsing of my husbands cock deep inside me and cried out as he began to fill me with his dragon-seed again.

"Masster," One of my bodyguards said from the door of our bedchamber. I groaned as my husband removed his cock from me and slid one of my long nails down my now slim sexy body. Han had changed my body more in the days following my deflowering; I no longer had the firm trim body I’d awakened with after the first change, but now had a sexy and curvy one. I needed to taste his seed again this morning with more craving than I had felt over the last few weeks. It was funny, almost a month ago Han took me as his new bride and for the last three weeks we’ve never left the bedchamber for more than a few trips to the hatchling center so Han could show off his wonderful children.

I couldn’t wait for the day that I was carrying one of his children. Sometimes I recalled my dream life as a man, but with each passing day I found it harder and harder to recall all of it. Two weeks ago I lost the knowledge of my male name and now only distant shades of my old life filtered in now and then, I blocked most of them and embraced my true, my female, self.

"Yes," Han snapped. It was clear to me that my husband didn’t care for my guard stopping our love making anymore than I did.

"It issss the white one," the snake man said.

"Oh, Kate is giving birth!" I shouted recalling the kind nursemaid to the other brides I had seen give birth. Kate was one of my favorites of Han’s other wives and I felt a need to be with her when she gave birth.

I jumped out of bed and felt an odd dizziness fill my whole body. It had been happening a lot lately and I knew Han was growing worried about these spells.

So was I. It was times like this that my dream of a male life sometimes grew stronger. As if it was fighting to win me over.

And that scared me.

"Are you all right my love?" my husband asked me, I nodded that I was.

"How soon?" I asked my guard.

"A hour or less Misstresssssss" he said in his sweet voice.

"Come husband she will need me," I said. All the other brides at the stage Kate had been in when I arrive died trying to give birth too soon. Now Kate was alone in the nursery and none of the other girls were along far enough in their own pregnancies to be allowed admittance to the hatching room to help her or deal with the trauma of the birthing.

"Yes," my husband said and we let my guard take us to the hatching room. Han let me run ahead to Kate while he visited some of the other wives.

When I entered the room I saw Kate’s once healthy body decaying before my eyes. Her once smooth white skin had become almost black with decay. Her egg looked rotten and I felt a tear escape my eyes. Han’s gasp let me know what my husband thought of his brides egg.

"H-husband?" Kate asked in a weak voice.

"Quiet my love," Han said to her and moved to the dying body. I moved up with him and saw her pure white eyes while hearing a soft curse escape Han’s lips.

"What?" Kate asked in her weak voice.

"Rest my sister," I said taking a batch of her now black skin and tearing it loose. However before I could feed her the skin turned to dust.

"So hungry," Kate said and I noticed her cracked lips. How long has she gone without food?

"I know my love. I know," Han said in a soft voice and I saw his jaw open. I then saw a flicker of light in his mouth and knew what he was going to do. Before I could say anything, fire escaped his mouth taking Kate’s life in its wake. Her death cry filled the small cave and when we left I saw pure fear in the eyes of my husband’s other brides.

As we left the room I turned to my love.

"Why?" I asked. I could feel the emotions escaping me and let the tears fall down my face. One of Han’s long nails dabbed a tear from my cheek.

"Had I let her live, the child in her belly would have killed her before the birth and whatever was killing her might have spread to the hatchlings next, or to the other wives. Besides, the child would have been blind at birth and died in hours in the hatchling room," Han said with a sad look on his face.

Then to take my mind off things Han moved us to his treasure room and began to show me all his valued items collected over his long life. Part of me wanted to still fool him into letting me go back to the Guild so I could bring them back and find a way to kill him. I knew many inside the Guild Archives would die to get their hands on many of the items in the room I was now in. As I looked at the row of books I also knew any Wizard would also love to look at these books, even for just one day. One hour perhaps.

But like many of his kind, Han told me that he hated to share his valuables with anyone. Even his other brides never came here. Only I did. After all, I was going to be a full dragon one day. That was if Han could ever make me quick with child. He discovered that part of the spell he’d used to transform me left me sterile for three weeks after the transformation. He also learned that after three weeks my Hunter gifts would return in full and that he had maybe a day or two to get my womb to take his seed.

From what I knew, my three weeks where about up and I was going to either become filled with his child or die as a fully female Hunter.

Han held up a small emerald green dragon necklace and walked over to me.

"This shall be your wedding ring my love," He said as he placed the emerald around my neck with its small gold chain. I also felt his power in my mind and knew I would wear this little gem not only until I gave him a true mate, meaning my soon to be dragon form, but afterwards as well when I was a full Dragon in my own right. I also felt warmth fill my very soul as I touched the cold emerald dragon.

From what Han told me, for the first hundred or so years that I was a new Dragon I would be submissive to him and lack my full powers. Then slowly I would grow stronger and stronger, but due to my birthing I would forever be his and do as he said.

Worse I also learned that my life force would by then be bound to him. That meant if someone killed him I would die as well.

Not a cheery thought.

Suddenly the dizzy feeling was back, this time stronger than before. I looked at Han and then my world went black.

Sometime later I woke to see Han over my face and his warm smile.

"Its time that you become my full wife now Mi Ling," Han said and waved his hand to a glowing portal behind him.

I felt weak but managed to stand.

"Where are we going my love?" I asked in a weak voice.

"To have you marked Mi Ling. To make you mine," Han said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the light.

Seconds later or hours I’m not sure which, we walked out of alley in an old neighborhood in China.

"W-Where are we?" I asked. This was the first time I had been outside since I became a woman. I felt an overpowering fear grip me.

"An old friend’s home," Han said as we walked toward an odd looking shop. People seemed to deliberately avoid us, I could almost feel the raw fear the grip them whenever we approached any of them.

A bell sounded our arrival inside the shop and an old fat Asian man stood up from a seat behind the counter.

"Master Han," the man said.

"Hello my son," Han said as he pointed me toward a long table off to the side of the room.

The old man nodded at Han and looked at me. I saw hate in his eyes and for a brief second I thought I saw a reddish glow around him. But it was gone before I could really say.

"This is to be your new mother," Han said waving toward me. I bowed my head at him. I was shaking like a leaf.

"Another of your human whores Father?" The old man/Han’s son asked.

For an answer Han slapped the man, his son and gave him a cold look.

"You are to mark her!" Han ordered and before the old man/his son could say a word Han cut him off.

"In less than a year from now she will grow into a full dragon and be my life-mate," Han added. The man gasped and looked at me.

"Forgive me, Honored Mother," The man said bowing deeply to me.

I was confused.

"Chen is my son from my youth. His mother was a weak Dragon I took out of foolishness and was cursed with a weak child. I killed her seven hundred years ago when Chen was in his teens," Han said and gave Chen, the old man, a hard look.

"He will mark you as my wife and in a hour I will return for you. If he does well then Chen will live another hundred years. If he fails, or summons the other Dragons, he will die," Han added

"Other Dragons?" I asked. This was getting over my head.

Han smiled at me and motioned for me to strip and get on the table.

"Yes the other Dragons," Han added as his son began walking towards me carrying a large brown case.

"There are ten full Dragons left on the Earth," Han began and looked at Chen. "Including my son," He added with distaste.

"This marking will tell the others that your are mine and mine alone," Han added as he touched my naked breast. I felt warmth fill my crotch and I thought how nice it might be if Han would take me again before he left me with his son.

"Perhaps another time my dear," Han answered, causing me to blush. Sometimes I forgot about is mind reading powers.

"You see, on the day you join the Dragon Fold you will be one of two females of our kind and if you are not marked they will come after you to mate when it is their time," My Dragon Husband explained.

I wanted to ask him about the other female, but he seemed pressed for time. Han explained the design he wanted for his mark on my flesh and then turned toward the door.

"Guard her with your life Chen. I must go to the last meeting with the little leech before we attack the Guild," Han ordered before turning abruptly away to leave me alone with his son.

It seemed like forever before Chen spoke to me.

"Turn over MOTHER!" Chen shouted at me. I obeyed him and turned so only my naked back faced him. Then I heard a buzzing sound.

"I will tattoo Fathers mark on you," Chen said holding up a bottle of ink.

"This is made from Dragon semen and blood. Once it dries nothing can ever remove its mark. It will also start the bonding with Father and make you his property," Chen added as he began to fill the needle with ink.

I felt the last bit of my freedom starting to slip away. Yet at the same time I felt that I was growing. The sharp sting of his needle hitting my soft flesh told me my life as Mi Ling was getting closer and closer to becoming complete.

As I lay below Chen and let him mark my flesh my thoughts turned to what Han had said as he was leavening. He was no doubt going to talk to Chang about whatever their plan was. To my surprise I didn’t feel an overwhelming need to escape and warn my former colleages about the soon to be attack on them, or about Trent’s betrayal.

Chen ordered me to turn over so he could mark a bit of my front and then made me return to my back so he could finish. I was starting to really enjoy the warm feeling the ink was giving me. And I noticed to my pleasure that the scent of my sex was filling the small space of Chen’s workshop.

It made me smile.

"There, that was the outline MOTHER," He said making my new title drip with hatred. I knew that if I were to be left alone with Chen my death would be slow and painful. But I also knew he feared his father.

"Now for the coloring," Chen muttered, reaching for a bottle of green ink.

Then for some reason I felt a dull tingle in my head. Almost like when my Hunter gifts worked. Then I heard a husky voice from the darkness.

"I think she would be better suited to my color Chen," came the husky voice of a woman in the shadows of Chen’s store.

I looked up and saw an Asian woman in her mid thirties with long black hair and dressed in a tight blue dress. She had smaller breast than me, but the dress seemed almost painted on her body. I could easily make out each of her hard nipples. Then my eyes caught something on her leg. Looking down at her bare flesh I saw a tattoo of a black dragon on her leg.

"You see, she agrees with me that black is her color," She purred with a lazy, infectious smile as she ran her long black painted nails up her smooth tattooed leg.

I just blushed.

The small remaining male part of me wanted this woman. Funny thing was so did the growing female part of me.

"We’re all bi-sexual Ling," she said moving to me. I felt my pussy moisten at the sound of her voice and my nipples cut into the hard surface of the table under me.

"B-But Father said to mark her with his colors," Chen said in a pleading voice. The woman only smiled.

Then she reached out and touched the bottle of green ink with one of her long nails and I watched, as the bottle seemed to drain of color before both my eyes and Chen’s. When she pulled her hand back only a few drops remained in the bottle. Even I could tell it was far too little to color in the size of the dragon Chen had painted on my back.

"Then he shouldn’t have left without making sure you had his color in stock. And you know as well as I that once the first marking is done you only have a short time before the it loses its power. And it’s such a shame the marking can only be done once," She pouted, waving her hand over the other colors until they drained away, too.

"I’m sure he’ll be happy to see that at least you didn’t have to mark her with another male’s color or try and use yours," She carefully picked up the bottle with black ink. I saw it was a darker color than the first ink Chen had used on me.

"And since he happens to think I’m dead he won’t think I’ll come to collect my new sister soon," She added as she walked up to my face and lifted her short skirt revealing her naked hairless crotch to me. Her scent washed over me and I felt my body racked with desire and sudden release.

"Now, while you mark her, I’ll have a little pleasure," She added and moved closer to me letting her moist musk fill my nose.

"Lick me, my little sister," she ordered and I felt both the male and female part of me obey her command. I slid my tongue into her slowly and began to lap at her sex. I’m not sure how long Chen watched us or thought about what to do, all I know is at some point I heard his needle hum and felt the sharp pricking of it working on my flesh.

Chapter Six

I reached around her naked ass and pulled her closer to my mouth. My tongue darted into the silky opening of her sex and I tasted her again.

She tasted better than C’har had when I tasted her sex. Mia’s sex was overpowering everything I had felt for the last several weeks and part of me came back to life. I felt stronger today than I had felt in a long time. I knew that might mean my Hunter form was starting to come back and that soon I would be normal again. Or as normal as a Hunter can get. I felt Mia’s own long lizard tongue deep inside me. It felt like she was deep inside my womb cleaning me of all of Han’s evil seed.

And for some reason for the first time ever I felt happy to be rid of Han’s seed instead of happy to have it. It was like I was truly breaking away from his hold over me.

Chen had long ago finished my marking and I now sported a dragon tattoo on my body. I was wondering how Han was going to react to it being Mia’s mark and not his.

Mia had let me see my marking a while ago and it felt good. Sadly there seemed to be a bit more green on my tattoo than she liked. The eyes of my dragon where green like my real eyes and like Han’s skin, but I also had green colored talons on my feet (the dragon tattoo’s) and on the end of my tail was a green colored spike. Mia said that was far too much green for her liking. But I wasn’t so displeased. I thought it might make Han happy to see that much green. Still a part of me was glad to see most of it was jet black and not all green like Han had planned.

The tattoo ran from the back of my left calf, up the back of that leg with the tail and over my round ass. One of the clawed feet reached around my waist and came to rest on my belly. The green marked claw seemed to be wanting to hold my belly in its palm. On my back the black dragon stretched up my body. Its neck curled at the back of my neck and bent down and kissed the back of my right shoulder blade. Another claw reached back around my body and it was giving the look of pinching my left nipple. On the front of my right nipple, the tongue from the black dragon’s mouth was licking at it. Also all the scales on my dragon where outlined in green ink.

Suddenly Mia pulled her tongue away from my slit and she sat up on my face. I felt her push down with her weight telling me not to stop pleasing her. I felt her long nails on the tips of my nipples as she pinched and tweaked them gently. Much nicer than Han did. Then it happened.

A warm, sweet tasting liquid came from her sex filling my mouth. I was forced to swallow over and over again to keep it from overflowing my mouth. With every drop I drank the flow grew larger and larger. It was only the training I had under Han and his cock and the growing memories of the real Mi Ling that helped me drink it all down.

I felt sad when the flow stopped and Mia pulled herself off my face.

I gave her a pleading look, but she only laughed.

"Sorry ,little sister, but any more and Han will know I’ve been here," She said and bent down and kissed me on my lips. I managed to taste a bit of my sex in her mouth.

"Now Chen, you will do as I say, won’t you?," She ordered and like with his father Chen nodded.

Then, like she had appeared, Mia was gone from my life and I had to wonder if I would ever see her or taste her in my mouth again.

"Please get dressed Mother and wait for Father to arrive," Chen said as he closed up his brown case. He seemed fearful for his life.

I had barely managed to get my robe back on when Han walked in the door. He took one quick look at the black claw holding my belly and flew into a rage.

"CHEN!!!" He shouted and I saw Chen body float over to his father’s hand and the long fingers of Han’s hand close around Chen’s neck.

"F-FATHER please let me explain," Chen begged and began both telling and showing Han why I had a black color tattoo with little green to it.

"At least I killed that whore long ago and don’t have to worry about her coming back around for my Mi Ling," Han said and I saw Chen give a sigh of relief. "Damn that leech and his planning!" Han added.

"I should have stayed and waited for you to finish before taking that damn meeting. But I was required to be there and I doubt my brothers would understand my waiting in the shadows while you marked her," Han grumbled as he silently gestured for me to dress again. I had the feeling he didn’t much like my tattoo, even with the bit of green it had.

"They know about her?" Chen asked. He sounded scared. Han smiled.

"They do now," Han said as he looked at me.

"Khan will more than likely try to do the same with a Hunter as I did. And I know now that Deacon has done so already, and not just once. He has two Hunter brides like my Mi Ling. One was a real female the other is like Ling and a former man," Han added.

Chen looked at me and for the first time his rage was replace by lust.

"She was a MAN!" Chen cried and moved toward me, but Han stopped him.

"Yes and if you behave I’ll give you one just like her," Han said and I saw Chen smile at his father.

Chen might have bought that story, but I had the feeling that Han was planning on killing his son very soon.

"Come my wife, it is time we returned to our home," Han gently ordered, opening his arm out to me. I felt the burning need to serve him return and wished Mia was here.

"Soon my Sister. Soon very soon, my dear," came the soft voice of Mia in my head.

Then I noticed Han wasn’t reading my thoughts anymore. But then why did I still desire to serve him like the real Mi Ling wanted too? Had I become too much of her already?

Once back outside Han opened a portal and returned us to his bedchamber.

Then he tore off my robe and raped me until he was spent. I had the feeling that Han feared my time as a helpless human woman was drawing to an end and I was about to become a Hunter again.

Chapter Seven

Waking the next morning I felt the overpowering need to drink in Han’s seed and found myself drawn to his cock. As I swallowed Han’s member my thoughts drifted back to Mia and the brief moment of freedom I had in her arms. She didn’t control me other than unleashing my trapped male desire along with Mi Ling’s willingness to please women over men. For the first time in my life I felt a complete love and I now longed to have it again no matter what.

Already Mi Ling’s habits where starting to reclaim my mind. I was starting to wonder how long before she was me body and soul.

As Han rewarded me with his morning seed I drank it down and felt a dull aching in the back of my head. It was like a toothache that wouldn’t stop.

"Morning my love," Han said patting my head. Some of the pride in being his woman returned to me, but not as strong as before. However, I knew that before the mid-day was reached Han would take me twice and force me to drink his seed six times. It was a normal passing of the days with Han.

"It seems some of your former gifts have returned my love. Your mind is closed to me now, but when you break from your egg I can finish remolding you as I like," He told me as he stepped from the bed.

"Masssster, you are needed in the hatching chamber later," One of our g snake men interrupted.

As I sat up in bed I felt the small emerald dragon around my neck. I had no desire to remove it and I could feel a smile cover my face as I thought of how the other wives would react to my necklace and my new tattoo. I knew they understood what Han’s green dragon on his back meant and that my new marking would make me a higher wife than them.

"You will find, my dear Mi Ling, that even when your former gifts return in full I’m happy to say you’ll find some very interesting weaknesses in them," Han informed me as he pulled on a red robe with a pair of gold dragons on the arms and a large golden dragon on the back.

"Come my little one, it is time you dress to see your sisters in the chamber," He ordered me.

I understood his command and followed him naked into the hall and toward the treasure chamber where Han had given me my necklace. I had long ago stopped worrying if the snake servants desired my female form.

Once inside the chamber, Han handed me a bra top made of gold coins and a matching set of panties. He smiled at my reaction to them.

"This is a second part of your training," He started.

"In the next few days my seed will hatch into a small dragon egg and you will be on your way to joining me as a full bred dragon. These coins are my gift to you and from this day forth, unless I say otherwise you will be outfitted with coins like this. If you are wondering why, that is simple. These coins are magic and will bind you with the deep desire to guard my treasure cave. As you grow into a human woman carrying my daughter/wife and into a dragon you will spend most of your days here in the treasure room. This will slowly make you overly protective of my beloved treasure and after your hatching you will become my permanent guardian. Also you will come to desire the cool feeling of the coins, gems, and rub them against your naked body until some will bond with your dragon skin. This will give you a very majestic look when done. After the bonding is done and you carry my children in your dragon belly I will make this cave into your hatching room and you will care for our young in here amoung my gems and coins. This will also bind them to protect my treasure and when all is said and done your and your children will replace these snake beings and my half-bred children as my slaves and warriors," Han explained.

To my horror I felt my nipples harden under the cool contact with the shiny gold coins. As I ran my hand over my crotch, I felt the cool metal touch my clit and send a thousand jolts into my being. I also smiled at the musical sound the coins made as I moved. It seemed to me with these coin garments on I was going to lose myself back into the role of Mi Ling much faster than before.

"Come, it is time for my wives to see their new Mistress," Han ordered and we left the treasure cave. The coins must have begun working on me as I felt a stronger need to be in that cave, than to be with Han at the moment. To relieve my desire I toyed with my coin-covered breasts and listened to the music the coins made as I walked.

Han chuckled at my efforts.

When we entered the hatching cave all movement stopped as I came in with Han. I noticed most of the woman had left the first chamber and must be in the hatching nest area. I counted only five women in the outer chamber. Still the effect of my tattoo, necklace and the coin covered panties and bra made it very clear to the young mothers that I was Han’s main wife.

As we walked to the hatchling-nesting chamber several young mothers came over to beg to bed with me once and I was called Mistress more than I liked. Han waved them off.

The effect we had on the mothers in the nesting area was not as easy going as the outer chamber.

"Please my lord take me next!" One wife begged.

"She is evil my lord, I fear for you," another claimed. She might be right, I thought.

"Oh Master she will kill my daughter," One mother cried.

Han tried to sooth them all but it was clear to me they now knew I meant more to him then they or their children did. A few looked as if they couldn’t wait to die giving birth just to be spared the pain of dealing with me.

I was surprised when we left the hatching room and returned to the treasure room. Then I saw a portal appear and Han walk to it. I froze and licked my lips as I looked around the room. I felt so at home in this chamber.

"Come my love, I must make the final step in my alliance with the leech," Han said holding his hand out to me. I stepped forward and took it, but not before taking one last look at the room.

"Don’t worry, my love. We’ll be back soon," Han assured me then took me into the light.

I was lost in the quiet void of the light as we moved across space to Chang’s home. I felt Han’s grip on my hand, but I also felt warmth inside me that I hadn’t felt since Mia and I had made love.

"Be prepared my little sister. Your time draws close. Tonight Han will make you complete and then shall I come for you," Mia’s voice crooned seductively to me in the void.

I felt a cold shiver fill my soul knowing that in a few hours Han would give my womb the child he craved and my fate would be sealed. The shiver ended as we walked from the light and into the very hall that weeks ago Han and I had left.

Chang and Lisa sat on their thrones, examined me, and smiled.

"My how she’s grown in such a short time," Lisa said as she fed her child. I noticed that Amanda was not in the room, but that the young witch and Lisa’s daughter were. I saw that the young witch was fully turned now and sported her own pair of fangs. She was not naked this time and wore a transparent black robe over her body.

"Well, Han old friend, it is time to finish our bargain," Chang said, looking away from me. I saw from the look in his eyes that he thought I was no longer a threat. Lisa gave me the same look, as did her daughter. The young witch just gave me a lustful smile.

"Yes, and the sooner the better," Han snapped and pulled me to his side. I felt safe for the first time since entering the room and it must have shown on my face as both Lisa and Chang laughed at my reaction. It didn’t help that my coin garments chimed like bells when Han pulled me to him and the warm feeling they gave me added to the safety I felt from Han’s being so close.

"She is truly broken then," Chang said in an amused voice.

"Yes," Han answered simply.

From the corner of my eye I saw two Vamps move toward me. Then something funny happened. I spotted a brief glow around one of the Vamps as he drew close to me and touched my arm. Han’s roar hurled the inquisitivwe Vamps back.

"Forgive my children Lord Han. Sometimes they overstep themselves," Chang said giving the two Vamps a menacing look.

"They just wanted to touch the former great Dayton before she dies," Chang’s daughter laughed.

"Very true Lee, very true my dear," Chang said.

"Heather, the gift," Lisa said and the young witch girl waved her hand and a book appeared before Han’s hand. He smiled and grabbed the book.

"When can it be done?" Chang asked.

Han opened the book and I raised myself up to see what it said. He roared at me and I felt a need to beg his forgiveness and lowered myself back down hanging my head in shame. It made Lisa and her daughter Lee laugh. Chang chuckled briefly, too.

"Nine moons," Han said and Chang nodded.

One of the lower Vamps approached Chang and whispered in his ear; whatever he said made Chang smile again.

"Until The Forever Night," Chang said and held up a glass to toast Han. I knew it was filled with blood. Oddly for me, I somehow knew it was virgin blood, that meant more of my gifts where returning.

Han made the portal and we again entered the void. This time Mia’s voice didn’t come and once back Han took me away from the treasure room and back to his private chambers where he took me several times. Somewhere during the night I noticed something I hadn’t seen before. The globe Han had breath the purple flame on with my maleness in it was no longer red, but orange. I wonder what that meant.

Then it happened. I felt a fire go off inside me as Han poured his seed into my belly. I was about to become a dragon, my fate was now sealed.

 

Chapter Eight

I sat in front of the vanity Han had provided me in his chambers clad in my gold coin bra and panties again, enjoying the thrill of the cold metal as it touched my hard nipples and engorged clit. My fears from the night before had faded and I was now looking forward to the day I was going to be reborn as a dragon. The day I would be complete. I was no longer Michael Dayton.

No, I was now Mi Ling, bride and life-mate to Han. And soon I would be Mi Ling, dragoness and mother of Han’s true children.

But best of all I would be back in the treasure chamber, able to bask in the warm feeling the gems and coins gave me.

Suddenly my mountain home rocked as if hit by a powerful blast. I could hear the noise of gunfire from the hall and the sounds of my snake men fighting.

I felt fear grip me and hoped no one would try to harm me.

I no longer had it in me to protect myself. I seemed to have lost all my old skills and had taken on too much of the old Mi Ling to be of any help at all in the battle.

But once I was complete, then I would be able to protect my lord and master.

I moved away from the doorway of Han’s chamber and heard the sounds of almost familiar voices.

"In there!" a man shouted. His voice seemed like one I should know but couldn’t place.

Then the ruby and emerald curtain opened and I saw a woman in her mid-thirties standing in the opening. She had a stern look on her face and I felt very frightened of her. Yet I also felt a small amount of safety from her being in the room. It was all too confusing.

"G-Go away," I begged and held my brush up as if to use it as a weapon. She looked at me oddly.

"Are you sure?!!" She yelled back out into the hall.

"Yes damn it! I put the tracer on her myself," the male voice said and stepped into the room with her.

Now I was afraid. I didn’t know this man, yet I saw a faint glow about him. He was a nightwalker!

Then I placed the woman. It was Karen Storm, my old friend from the Guild.

"K-Karen?" I asked breaking through the cloud in my mind.

"Mike?" She asked back at me. I hung my head in shame. I was no longer that man, and now she knew it.

"Christ what in the hell did he do to him!" Karen shouted. Her angry voice drew another into my sanctum .

"Step aside Sister, and let me help our lost Brother," A man said entering the room. He had a white robe with an ammo belt over his shoulder.

I noticeed the shells of ammo on his chest looked like flare bullets. What in the hell could they do?

He walked up to me and I backed away in fear. Then he touched my head and I felt the dizziness from earlier return again and almost fell to the floor.

Looking up I saw my friend and felt my strength return.

Well almost. I was still too weak, and felt too frightened to do much good, but I was getting stronger with each passing second.

"What did you do?!" I snapped in a harsh tone. It felt good to yell at someone.

"Not much, I just cleared your thoughts a bit," The man in the robe said and then got a sad look on his face. " It will only last a day and then you’ll go back to what you just were unless we kill the beast,"

Thinking back to how Han fought off my earlier attack I felt doomed.

"That’s not as easy as it sounds," I muttered and he smiled.

"It will be with these," He said holding up one of the shells.

"These are ashes of a Saint and blessed with holy water. Also a bit of soil from the Garden was used to make them. Han can’t fight these," He proudly promised me.

For the first time in the last day I had a chance to be free from Han. And perhaps Mia too. I didn’t want to kill her, but I also didn’t want to be taken by her or any other Dragons.

Then I saw one of my snake guards behind Karen.

"Look out!" I shouted, and just in time, too. Karen turned and blasted the worm’s head off.

"Where is Han?" The other strange man asked. Then I placed his face. He looked like the Warlock that had met with Chang, but a bit younger.

"Who in the hell are you and why are you letting a Warlock work with you Karen!" I shouted and looked for a weapon to kill the nightwalker.

"Relax Mike, Hank is one of us and has been for ten years," Karen said.

I let it go and looked at the man in white.

"Peter Goodman," He said and offered me his hand. When he shook it I saw him frown.

Then it hit me that Han was in the treasure room working on whatever spell Chang wanted him to use.

"Look, we’ve got to get to the treasure chamber and stop him before he finishes that damned spell!" I shouted and moved towards the door at a dead run. Peter and Hank both asked me the same thing.

"What spell!"

I looked at them and shrugged my shoulders.

"Hell if I know, but whatever it is I think it’s bad," I shouted over my shoulder and ran into the hall. Peter was right with me.

"You know you’re with child?" he asked.

"Yes," I answered and looked at him as we ran. The coins filled the air with their lovely music and I put the thought of taking them off aside for the monent.

"You know, both you and the child must die tonight," Peter answered. I nodded my head.

"But first let’s see about killing the father," I told him.

"Father?" Karen asked from behind Peter and me. She was fast for a human. Or was I slow for a Hunter.

"You are a full Hunter again Mi Ling, but your body is just not used to combat in its new form," Hank said as he passed Karen and me.

He and Peter killed the ten snake guards in front of the treasure room before Karen and I got halfway there. But just as they were about to enter the room, fire roared out along with Han’s voice, killing Hank and wounding Peter badly.

Karen ran up to Peter, who for some reason was still standing and not as burnt as I thought. Then a second blast came out and Karen pushed Peter out of the way and took a hit from Han’s fire. I think only her suit protected her from death. Still I saw that her right arm had been milted away to nothing and that most of her right side was destroyed. Peter stood back up and pulled a flare gun out and put one of the shells in it firing blindly into the roaring flames. From Han’s laughter I guessed he missed. A third burst of flames came from the room and hit Peter as he moved out of the way. He fell to the ground in a heap and I heard Han go back to chanting. He seemed to think the threat was over. A Hunter came up behind me and started off toward the door.

"Freeze!" I yelled and was surprised when the boy stopped. When he turned to me I saw the left side of his face had claw marks from a battle with a snake man on it. I also saw that it was Will’s oldest son David.

"Davey?" I asked and he nodded.

"Yes Sir," he answered and then pointed to Karen and Peter’s body.

Slowly we walked over to them. I could hear Han chanting and motioned to David to stop behind me. I flashed old hand signals his father had taught me and told him to wait for me before attacking. Looking in the room I saw Han with his back turned to me, the room around him glowing with magic. I took the belt of ammo off Peter and grabbed up the flare gun. Seeing the magic in the room, I fervently wished Peter was awake to tell me what in the hell it all meant. Hell, at this point I was even willing to have the Warlock back!

I loaded the gun and motioned for David to guard my back. He questioned whether I could take on a Dragon and I gave him a flat look that must have held some of my old personality in it. He nodded with a smile of anticipation and answered that he would gladly watch my back.

Glancing up, I saw ten snake men moving towards us and doubted that David alone would be able to keep them off me for long. Slinging the belt over my shoulder I walked into the room and felt warmth fill me.

I raised the gun, aimed up towards Han’s back and pulled the trigger. The blast knocked my smaller body back a bit, but the shell did its job as promised. It cut Han’s back open and he screamed in pain. Quickly I reloaded the gun and looked up to see Han turning to face me. Rage had filled his face and he was losing his human form.

"You WHORE!" He screamed, opening his huge maw to let a blast of fire escape it. It was too fast for me to move, and I knew I was doomed. But the flames seemed to melt over me without frying my flesh. In fact the only pain I felt was the burning on my neck from the small emerald necklace Han had given me. Looking down as the flames raced over my small Asian body, I saw the necklace melt into my flesh and Han’s flames die down. When I looked up there was a confused look on the Dragon’s face. That gave me all the time I needed. Raising the gun again I fired, hitting Han on the right side of his face, exactly in the eye, blasting a hole in the back of his head.

He roared again, but I could tell he was hurt now. Still he transformed, only this time shedding his human form completely, leaving me a twenty foot tall, very pissed off green dragon with a missing eye and a hole in his chest to deal with. His now massive jaw opened again, but I moved out the way, not wanting to chance the flames a second time. As I rolled away I lost the ammo pack and had only one shell in my hands, the one I was struggling to reload my gun with.

Han loosed another blast of flame in my dirrection, but I was protected by a large mound of his own coins. As the shell slid into place, a sixth blast knocked my hiding place away and I was left facing Han’s true form. He was losing a lot of blood.

"Now die bitch!" Han screamed and opened his mouth again. But he had forgotten about my gun and the shot I got off in desperation reminded him of it as it blew out a large chunk of his chest. I knew from the cry that escaped his mouth that I had destroyed his heart. Then Han’s remaining eye became lifeless and he fell to the ground in a heap.

"Die for killing the Masssssster," came a voice from behind me. Turning I saw four snake men enter the room. One was naked and I saw his serpent headed cock rise at the sight of me. From the corner of one eye I saw something jutting out from the melted ruin of my former hiding place that Han’s fire hadn’t managed to destroy. An undamaged sword stood in what was left of the mounds of coins. Moving as fast as I could, I gripped the sword and pulled it free. Suddenly my whole body exploded with warmth. I felt the last of my Hunter’s gift return along with the rest of my former strength.

Two snake men moved to attack me, but I was moving like lightning, raising the sword to launch an attack without so much as trying to defend myself. I was amazed at how easily I could use this sword. Before the snake men could start their own attack they died where they stood. As green blood flew in the air I saw the third snake man move to attack. It was the naked one.

"Die!" It cried, swinging its staff to cut at me, but I moved to the side and swept the sword at his weapon, cutting it in half. Then I moved the blade in my hand and cut the snake from its crotch to his neck. NEARBY Gunfire told me where the last of the snake men had gone.

Turning to the door I saw a badly cut up David along with six Kemarian warriors. He began franticall scratching at his neck along with one of the only remaining human Hunters.

"David, cut the link!" I screamed. Suddenly a second man in white robes grabbed David and a glow of magic filled the air and washed over David and all the other Hunters with bio-links, including the Kemarians.

I was out of breath and dead tired.

"We have to get back to Command, they are under heavy attack," The man in white said.

"Who?" One of the aliens asked.

"All the nightwalkers," the man said and then paled as he looked at Han’s dead corpse and the one shell on the belt at the floor next to me.

"And a Dragon," the man added.

I just knew this was too fucking easy.

"Okay, open a portal and get us to Central Command," I ordered.

"Ma’am, they took that an hour ago, only the Second Command is left," the man in white, added.

"Shit," I snapped. Chang was hitting and hitting hard.

"Then get us the hell there!" I yelled and saw the man form the same kind of portal that Han had made such great use of. When this was all over with, I was going to find out why Command let nightwalkers work with us.

But for now I had a job to do.

And I had a bit of payback coming to me.

Chapter Nine

To say what I saw stepping out of the portal was chaos is like calling an ocean a desert. One thing was sure, all hell was breaking loose, coming to dinner, and we were losing.

Everywhere I looked I saw Hunters either bursting into flames from Trent’s betrayal or being overrun by nightwalkers. Mankind’s last hope was taking a beating. And a bad one.

Then the man in white cast a spell and half the burning Hunters were no longer on fire. It helped, but not much.

Two Vamps moved to attack me and I met them head on with my new weapon. It easily cut both of them in half with the single action. Before the others could move I jumped into the rest of the battle. If I was going to die as Mi Ling, then I was going in Mike Dayton style!

I lost track of how many I killed with my sword. Then I saw a zombie move to me and saw the rotted face of Will on it. I drove my sword into his chest and saw the blank look of Will’s face fade and his soul return to him for a second.

"Thank you," he said as he died. I knew the magic in the sword had freed my old friend.

"Ha! Now you die, whore!" came a growl of a voice.

Turning I saw the Hobgoblin from Chang’s meeting swinging his own large sword at me. But his blade broke as it hit mine and he pulled back holding the hilt in his claw. I moved my blade again and hit his flesh, cutting his arm off and sending the Hobgoblin screaming back. Then I felt claws rake my back and turned to face a Vamp. In rage I lopped off the bastards head. Then I felt a bullet cut into my arm, almost making me drop my sword.

Turning I saw myself before my eyes.

"Hello Mother," My former male face said and I saw his skin turn gray and take on the shape of Han when he was half dragon and half human. My human flesh ripped off his body and revealed a nine-foot wingless dragon. He reached his claw out to me, but I swung the sword and cut his hand off. As he cried in pain I flipped the blade in the air to change my grip to my good hand and arm, then drove it into his chest. Life left his eyes and he fell back bursting into flames as he fell to the ground. Unfortunately, he took my sword with him.

Spinning around I felt the left side of my gold coin bra fall open revealing my left tit. As I turned I saw a Warlock plunge a dagger into my right breast, right where my heart was. But the funniest thing happened. The dagger hit me right on the nipple and I felt a sharp pain and then the blade broke. The shocked Warlock stepped back and the rest of my coined bra fell off my chest. For some reason my right nipple felt cold. Looking down, I saw that where the tattoo of my dragon was licking it, the nipple had turned gold in color. When I touched the now golden nipple, I felt the cold smooth feeling of metal. It was if the property of the gold coin had been absorbed by my flesh.

Something hot and wet splashed over my face and I looked up to see David holding a gun where the Warlock had been. Looking at my feet I saw the dead headless body finish twitching.

Then a mighty roar echoed until it shook the whole hall. A gold skinned dragon was joyfully killing wave after wave of Hunters trying to reach it before the creature pulled the very building down around him. It was then I felt the shell in the hip of my panties. Frantically searching the area with desperate eyes, I finally found what I had hoped to see. A flare gun next to the dead body of a Healer.

"One bullet won’t kill him," a man’s voice said.

I turned and saw a man in red and white robes.

"No, but it sure as hell can hurt him," I said with a vicious smile. "All you have to do is hit the right spot,"

I ained at the Dragon then lowered my sight from his head to his heart, and last, to his groin. Smiling I pulled the trigger and waited. Seconds later the shell hit its mark and tore into the skin of the mighty beast. It screamed in pain as gallon after gallon of dragon blood poured out of the hole I had blown in its groin. Sadly, the blood was like acid and killed not only nightwalkers, but Hunters, too. Launching itself into the air, the beast broke a way through the ceiling.

The tide had turned and I saw large groups of the nightwalkers running to reach portals opened by Warlocks. At one of those portals Reese’s wolf form turned briefly to glare in my direction and I wished I could get my hands on the bastard. He saw me and held his ground as it exploded around him, then with only seconds to spare, Reese jumped into the closing portal.

As the fighting went on I directed the clean up as we killed the remaining nightwalkers and began to look for wounded. Sometime during that bloody finish of the fighting, I managed to find my sword. By then I had the time to get my first good look at the damn thing.

It had a gold handle for the hilt. Looking at the blade I saw it was a shiny, mirror-like metal that would have been perfectly smooth if not for the black etching on the surface of the blade.

The etching was the shape of a dragon.

"You going to cover up Sir or do you like teasing us men folk?" joked the voice of David from behind me.

Grinning, I around for something to cover myself with and was handed the red and white robe of the leaders of the one faction or another that had been involved in the fighting. Wrapping it around myself, I was pleased to find that on my now smaller body it covered my entire chest and crotch, coming to rest just below my bottom. I knew several men had seen my naked body, gold right nipple, small emerald dragon on my neck and the tattoo on my transformed body. But it was too late to hide those now.

"We’ve got to get back to Han’s cave and kill his nest before some of the nightwalkers get to them," I said to the man that had given me the robe.

He opened a portal and waved me in.

"Lead the way Ma’am," he said, grinning as I fought down the urge to slap him.

Chapter Ten

Standind in the small opening outside the hatching cave, I watch as the flames dance over all the women’s bodies carrying Han’s children. I brought one hand to my smooth silk covered body and touched it wonderingly. When I killed Han the seed he had planted in me died as well. I was free, but far from normal. Even by Hunter standards.

The man who had given me the red and white silk robe I was now wearing told me when we returned to Han’s home that my body was now different from a Hunters, and yet not that of a nightwalker.

I was also informed that once we finished here I was to report to the Healers and be given a full examination.

I wasn’t looking forward to that.

As a few of the dying mothers cried out for Han, I found myself thinking about what we discovered when we returned here.

Han was not dead.

Karen saw him walk out of the treasure room covered with lime green blood. She saw him enter the very room she had saved me from and then the whole mountain shook again.

By the time we arrived, Han was gone along with everything from his private room. But he had lost his treasure because of his death.

The skeleton of Han’s dead dragon body now dominated the room. It looked as if it had aged a thousand years.

Inside the belly of the bone-beast we saw a broken egg. It was about the size of a man.

A man Han’s size.

The bastard was out there, and I swore that he was going to pay for what he had done to me and several others in the Guild.

We had been badly hurt. Gone was the ancient home of our Order in Europe and the keep in America was badly damaged. From the reports David was giving me as the fires consumed my former dragon-sisters, less than a hundred Hunters had survived. Forty of which were purebloods.

More shocking was that a large group of Kemarian warriors had left after the attack and taken several important bits of technology that could have helped us recover from the attack. Those that remained refused to talk about it.

But besides Han, I now have three other known Dragons to worry about. Mia was in hiding and I doubt that even at the Guild’s full strength that I would be able to find her without help.

David’s report said Chen was gone from the village and that his workshop had burned down in the night.

Lastly the golden Dragon himself.

Khann.

I knew from the wound I gave him that Khann was going to come gunning for revenge sooner or later.

As the cold metal of my coin plated panties touch my bare sex my thoughts drifted to one other.

C’har.

She was out there along with the Betrayer himself.

Somehow I was going to find Trent and free C’har from his grasp.

After all I was a Hunter.

A Hunter named now and forever, Mi Ling!

The End

 

 

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