<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><br/>"And then man made fire, man saw fire was beautiful, and fire was beautiful, and so he burnt down the forest and everything that moved was made to be on fire ....and when God saw the world burning and full or disorder, he sent the rain, and started over again," written by yours truly ;) </span></span></span><br/><br/><br/>Cortez watched horror as now both his forces and the forces of the space station that they were docked at turned into a giant swirling cluster F**K  of disorder as the station's authorities began to demand that his fighters disperse and allow the first responders into deal with the rising flames! Several of the monitors turned blank as the observance drones blinded by the smoke wound up running into smaller battle crafts, buildings and other obstacles!<br/><br/>"What the hell is going on?"  Cortez demanded.<br/><br/>Lt. Serres swallowed hard, "High Lord General... the Commander of the space station wants to with draw immediately!"  he announced.<br/><br/>Cortez switched the communication line to his personal head piece....<br/>"I am on official business! your men will stand back! You will not interfere!"<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #00FFFF"><br/>"No you stand down General! That fire is getting out of control!"  </span></span>Station Commander Kalstren snapped back.<br/><br/>"I don't give a damn about your floating theme park! Interfere and you be hearing from the Counsel of the High Lords!" General Cortez snapped.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #00FFFF">"The Counsel of the High Lords, won't be able to save you from the Queen Mother! As you will have to justify the damage to my station and the deaths of important visiting Clan Family Members and traveling diplomats to her!"</span></span>Kalstren vowed... and with that the line was cut off.<br/><br/>--<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #40FF00">DOWN BELOW </span><br/></span><br/><br/>Down below, Snow struggled to keep up the harsh pace of with his Captor.  Though at moments he might've been tempted to linger back, being the kind creature that he was, extreme heat or cold did phase him. However he was by no means a hardened warrior as so the sounds of ships flying over head, and the smell of burning flesh and screams was extremely frightening... but perhaps worst off all for the young prideful dragon was the humiliation factor of being covered heat to toe with the foul smelling slippery gasoline, which made the once, fine flowing, crimson silk pants that, into ruined sopping wet rags that clung to his legs and weighted him down... but perhaps worst of wall was when the rancid tasting fuel he ingested every time he opened his mouth, making him cough and splutter wretchedly as he as shoved along.<br/><br/>Several times times, Snow attempted to veer off... but each time he was shoved forcibly until he was back on the huntress desired course.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #FF0000"><br/>"Speed up. If you take too much time, the fire will catch you before I do... "</span> </span></span><br/><br/>"Red eyes! You... you are in very.... very bad trouble!" Snow exclaimed and quickly rushed forward before he would be shoved or kicked again for encouragement.<br/><br/>It was then, Snow watched in dismay as Serafima swiftly dissembled several vampires and set them ablaze in mere seconds! After this seeing this, Snow bolted forward and ran with a sense of urgency.... however it was not from the fear of the flames, it was from the fierce huntress which he now referred to as  'Red Eyes'.<br/><br/>The sudden burst of speed didn't last long, Snow was already exhausted and soon he stumbled and fell to the ground panting out of breath and trembling fear...<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"They all died because you had to shift in front of random people... remember that."</span><br/><br/>Snow gasped and shook his head in denial, even if he had the energy to shift, the very idea of it now completely vanished as he was overwelmed with grief and fear.<br/><br/>"I am not a dragon! I am not!" he insisted through tear filled eyes. Lacking, the will and strength to keep motion, the frightened young male, turned and attempted scurry behind a defensive barrier to hide... however he was quickly caught!<br/><br/>"No Red Eyes....you not allowed to touch me!" he exclaimed in panic... he attempted to freeze her hand as he had done to Gwen...  However he quickly found that 'Red Eyes' ...despite her vampiric disguise, was not Cold Blooded... and so his abilities were absolutely useless,  and he only succeeded in giving her small amount of discomfort, like that of dipping her hand in bucket of ice water...where after it quickly dissipated with nothing more than numb tingles.<br/><br/>Snow gasped in panic, "Don't hurt me!" he begged, moments before he was promptly bundled up.   Much like a frightened animal being calmed by covering its eyes,  the young shifter ceased his struggling and finally became silent for the remaining of the bumpy ride.<br/><br/>-----<br/>High Lord General Cortez  -aka  "Lord Corn Nutz"<br/><br/>General Cortez was done trying to figure what going on.  So instead he dawned his armored space suit, checked and prepped his weapons as he prepared to leave his flying fortress so that he could personally assist the hunt in the space station...  However just as he just finished getting ready, and had prepared to make his glorious, fear inspired inspiring presence out amongst the common soldiers.....<br/><br/>.......and the doors opened....<br/><br/>The smell of smoke, charred flesh, blood and gasoline filling the room. Al decked in his finest set of armor,  Cortez turned, and when he saw,  Serafima dragging in limp and lifeless body in a bundle that wreaked of gasoline, his jaw fell open and large heavy black plumed feathered helmet slipped from his gloved fingers and clattered to the floor.<br/><br/>Normally under such circumstances, this might've been a pure annoyance.... but this time, it was any other dragon shifter...  to make things worse, he was going to have to explain the massive fire and carnage with mere dead Worp dragon... but these space stations and ports were the life blood of the Empire! The entire Empire's galactic fleet depended upon them, not only to sustain their ships but as well as economy and trade!<br/><br/>All Cortez could do was stare blankly at the bundle presented to him<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"> .... his career was over....  his reputation gone...   all gone...<br/></span></span>Cortez trembled in rage, he opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out! He couldn't believe that the entire year long hunt would end like this!<br/><br/>His hand went to his sword hilt, "I...! You! ...You!....I....I ... you!" he started bellow and then paused... as suddenly the bundle cried out dismay and began wriggle about.<br/><br/>"I...I... am promoting you!" he guffawed and unsheathed his sword and held it up high.  "I told you! I told you all, no one out runs the Norna!" he declared. "With this weapon no high elf! no drow! Nor immortal or mortal will able to compete with us in the galaxy!" he exclaimed....<br/><br/>But then when the huntress  unveiled her catch, the others paused and every the applause suddenly ceased.....Cortez blinked and turned away from his now audience  of speechless officers and glanced downward..... he expected of some sort of battle exhaust warrior, clad in armor attempting to stab, or shoot him... But instead he saw a topless the frightened blue eyes male .... not dressed as a fighter... but instead in gasoline soaked skimpy silk harem style pants with slits on the side advertising a his toned masculine diamond shaped calves, muscular thighs.<br/><br/>General Cortez stiffened, realizing what he was looking at wasn't a fight at all... but a cowering, young male Blood Whore!  Thinking quickly, Cortez let out a chuckle.... the other officers began to laugh nervously along.... Cortez laughed again this time louder, and many of his men followed with more bellows of forced laughter.<br/><br/>Cortez glanced back down at the frightened young male and grinned.<br/><br/>"What is your name, Blood whore?" he demanded.<br/><br/>"s-s-snow," he responded in a hesitant voice.<br/><br/>Cortez smirked,  "Snow...hmmm ....so you are the one who caused all this? not bad for a blood whore," he chuckled.  "A clever dragon like you could have a future on this ship," he prompted.<br/><br/>The young male shifted uneasily, and glanced around at the vampires who had gather around and were now staring at him and then he glanced back toward Cortez worriedly.<br/><br/>Snow nodded quickly, "I ...I can sing, dance and play music," he announced proudly.<br/><br/>Cortez's smile tightened and he clenched his teeth and he forced himself to chuckle.<br/><br/>"No...no nothing like that, I mean as warrior!" Cortez insisted, his ebony black orbs gazing deep into the frightened young males eyes, "You are a warrior, I can see it, I can make you into the finest killing machine in the galaxy," he spoke in low soft hypnotic voice. However the young male dragon quickly shook his head.<br/><br/>"But I like playing music and making my people h-happy!" he insisted with a grin.<br/><br/>Cortez frowned, as he quickly recognize that hypnoses apparently was going to have little affect on the frightened male.  His knuckled crackled, loudly as he tightened his hand into a fist and he slowly turned back toward, Serafima..... but she was already leaving the room.........<br/><br/><br/>Cortez smiled at the handful of his top officers, "Of course! this little blood whore isn't the dragon! the real one being kept...eh... in secure place!" he chuckled, and the rest of the vampires smiled and nervously offered supportive laughter.  "Naturely we wouldn't lose such a ferocious creature inside here without a collar to keep it from shifting," he laughed.  "Oh.... hahahahha! I worried for a moment!  ... I ...uh...it seems as if she forgotten her pet! I will return momentarily!" he announced,  and bolted into the corridor alone and in flash he now stood in the Norva's and held up the terrified young male out dangling by his ankle.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>"Not so fast, Blood Hunter,"  Contez declared and then he smiled, "You forgot your new pet! Blood Whore!" he announced as held the frightened young male up from his ankle, and the promptly dropped him on the floor in front of her....<br/><br/>"This is whats going to happen... the real dragon has been taken down to a secure and secret facility on board the ship! and this This is just some blood whore that you snatched during the chaos," He announced, And then his smile faded and he grew stern.<br/><br/>"IF you do this, I will cover up your random insane spree of  pyromania  at the space station that killed several important clan members!....and this," he pointed downward toward Snow.  "Publicly, he will just be your pet, or blood whore that you snatched up while on ship leave.....privately I do not care what you do with him... but in several weeks I want to see progress.... I want to see him obey commands without question... I want to see it fly... I don't care how you do it....but I want progress!" Cortez declared.... and then paused watching as Snow who was slowly attempting to see if he could sneak off around the corner.<br/><br/>"If he gets lose... it will be both our fangs on the Queen Mother's necklace!" he hissed.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>Snow gulped once he realized that their attention had shifted back toward him and he quickly shook his head. "but... but she is mean! I .. I don't want to go with, red eyes!" he exclaimed in panic.<br/><br/>Cortez world around and glared down at the young male, "For now you are just blood whore... and you will be treated like one until you prove that you deserve to be otherwise!" he snapped and struck him hard across the face.  Snow's slippery body slid across the floor and  crashed hard up against the wall,  "You will stay with her,  you speak only when spoken to and you will beg for ever crumb of food, until you decide are ready to fight for it, " he seethed, and then he glared over toward Serafima.<br/><br/>"See that your Blood Whore learns quickly," he snapped, and then he turned to leave.<br/><br/>Snow slowly sat up and looked at up, Serafima fearfully, "Please... I am not a dragon! ... I am not...I... I just... I just want to go back," he begged.