Working on the engine I was tightening a bolt with a ratchet while Drax stood below the ship practicing some of his attacks. Twilight wanted to go check out the Castle of the Twin Sisters for a book or something. Not wanting to go alone, Spike went with her along with Serenity, who wanted to see more of the castle. I was still getting used to the fact that I had a built in shield on my left arm and two ‘new’ guardian angels.

As life went on I started to think about Drax and his situation. He rarely talked. He only offered help or would reply with a grunt. It was starting to get on my nerves a little.

“Hey, Drax?” I asked from my spot in the ship, “I’m kind of curious.” I stopped and placed my arm on my leg. “Do you remember what happened before I found you?”

Actually I needed to know so he wouldn’t be a problem. I wanted to make a personal incident report and make sure I could take the necessary precautions of there was a problem.

He stopped his latest attack and sheathed his Silvia, closing the Aegis and snuffing the flames. “Vhy do you care?”

“I need to know.”

“You need not know shit.”

“Wow… rude,” I said under my breath, “Drax, I need to know how you ended up in an entirely different dimension! I’ve put this off long enough.”

He grunted and mumbled something in Russian, “Who died and made you commandant?” he said while turning to face me.

“Well considering this is my ship, my contract and I’m the dumbass that literally beat some sense into you!” I replied, “That kind of makes me the man in charge.” I jumped from my perch and landed below, “I’m also a prime, so by a technicality out rank you.”

He turned away from me, “Kiss my ass!”

“If you keep acting like this my boot certainly will!”

He turned back and looked me up and down, “…Fuck you,” he said before turning and walking away. As I stood there I knew there was only one way to force him to talk without losing his trust.

“I challenge you to the Conclave!”

He stopped before turning his head to talk over his shoulder, “Ve don’t have arena.”

“I’m pretty sure the princess’ wouldn’t mind if we tore up the Everfree.”

He huffed and looked forward, “And if I vin?”

“I’ll shut up and never ask you again.”

“And you?”

“You tell me what happened.”

Silence filled the air as I waited for a response.

“… You have one hour to prepare…”

“I’ll be waiting.”

With that, he wandered off.

“When was the last time we watched a real fight, sister?”

“Probably when Dad and that one guard couldn’t agree on a camping spot when we were foals.”

“Blood thirsty animals…”

“I’m sorry, Excalibur, but you called us here.”

“No, I called you here, Celestia. To be the neutral judge.”

“I love a good fight!”

“We can tell, Luna.”

As stood there with my arms crossed, with Celestia and Luna sitting nearby, I waited for my opponent to arrive. Slowly but surely a crowd started to gather. Word spreads fast in this tiny town, even though only four of us knew about the fight. Ponies talked, many placed bets while others were discussing or arguing about my gear. Pretty soon the crowd separated to allow the dragon frame through. He stopped in front of me.

Celestia stood up, “I’m sure you both know the rules, but I will explain them anyway.” She cleared her throat. “The rules of the Conclave are simple. You may use any weapons, tactics and abilities you or your suit possess. You are not allowed any outside gear, so no restores of any kind. There will be no time limit; first one that cannot move, losses. Am I clear?”

“Yep…”

Drax roared into my face.

“Okay… the arena has been set up if I’m correct?” Celestia asked while looking at me.

“The shield generator will activate when we enter.”

Nodding, Celestia said, “Take you positions.”

Walking into the arena, the shields kicked on and hummed as a tall, light blue box surrounded us. Pretty soon, the Princess’ and multiple pegesi started to hover at the top. Once the walls stopped, we were sealed in. Standing outside of the tree line, I waited as Drax disappeared into the brush and out of sight. Several minutes passed before a small timer appeared on the front of my HUD. Counting down from thirty I waited. Soon, the timer reached zero.

Grabbing my sword from my back I held it up, blade down before throwing it and sticking it into the ground. As it sat buried in the ground, I slowly dropped to my knees and closed my eyes. Now for the waiting game. Up above Celestia and Luna watched on.

“What is he doing?” Luna asked her sister.

“Waiting…”

“Why?”

“The best way to bring a predator… is with bait.”

Several minutes passed as the crowd watched on nervously. The rustle of a leaf or the occasional shadow would cause gathered crowd to gasp or tense up. Up above Celestia could see the occasional flicker of white, indicating the dragon. Staying quiet she watched on. She quickly caught sight of something off just inside the tree line. The sight of light glistening off metal.

“Here we go…”

Inside the tree line Drax lined up the sights of his rifle. He had a clear and perfect shot. Right in the open, no wind, close enough distance. He started to squeeze the trigger, but stopped. Opening his left eye, he lowered the gun and watched on.

“Chtoby legko…”

Holstering his rifle, he turned and disappeared back into the trees.

My eyes shot open as I pull my blade from the ground. Turning to the right I raised my left hand and grabbed the chest piece of the leaping warframe. With a grunt I lifted the beast over my head and threw him with all my strength. Landing on all fours he skidded to a halt before charging me yet again. Lifting my sword, I dropped it, sparks flew as it impacted on the closed shield on his arm.

Throwing a fist at his head, the dragon stepped to the side and grabbed my arm. Lifting my right leg, I kicked him in the front of the helmet before he could complete the arm bar. Stumbling, I grabbed him before he could recover and brought a knee up to his gut. Doubling over, Drax coughed and held his abdomen as I brought and elbow down on the back of his head, forcing him to the ground.

Landing with a bounce, he laid still for a moment. Lifting his head and adjusting it to look at me, he dropped it. If only his plan worked. Taking a swipe at my ankles, I jumped to dodge the attack. Rolling to the side, he used his hands to push himself to his feet. Taking a deep breath, he leaned forward as fire roared from his mouth.

Rolling to dodge the flames, he continued to keep the torrent close, scorching and burning the grass. Stopping the attack, I came to one last roll before standing up and activating my Radial Blind. As the ethereal blade above my head exploded in a blinding light, the dragon grabbed his helmet in agony. Rushing him, I slapped my right fist with my left hand before reaching back as far as I could.

The entire crowd winced as my forearm connected with Drax’s jaw. The force caused him to flip around my arm and land face first onto the ground. The downed frame slowly stumbled to his feet. Shaking his head, he snorted before charging. Taking a swipe at my head, I ducked before wrapping my arms around his waist. Charging back with the dragon hitting me in the back with his elbows, we came to a stop when his back crashed into a standing tree.

Releasing him, the dragon held his arms up to protect his head. I wasn’t subtle. I released a torrent of attacks on his abdomen. Each hit caused his shields to spark. Seeing an opening he gave a right swipe. Blocking with my left arm, I continued my attack with one hand. My attacks went from fast and agile to slow and heavy. He grunted with each attack to his stomach.

With one last hit, Drax doubled over as the wind left his lungs. Bringing my knee up, his head recoiled from the new kiss to the mouth. Spinning, I roundhouse kicked him in the head, finally busting his shields in a flash of blue light. As he crashed into the tree yet again, I grabbed him by the horns of his helmet. Pulling his head towards me, I pushed it back with all my strength, bashing his head and body into the tree. The massive mass of wood splintered as the trunk snapped in two.

As his legs kicked up, I grabbed one of Drax’s Jagara with my left hand. Landing on his back, Drax, flipped over backwards as the tree toppled to the ground. Grabbing my Lex, I held the guns high, akimbo style. Propping himself up with his elbows, Drax looked up at me.

I placed the recital on his head and pulled the trigger.

The training round impacted on his forehead, causing his head to whip back. I pulled the triggers as fast as I could. Each round finding a new home on his armor. His body jerked violently with each hit. As the last round impacted, he fell limp. The match was over, I won.

“Hey.” I tapped the side of the dragons helmet a few times. “Wake up!”

A few more taps and slaps of the dragon’s helmet later, he groaned. Grabbing his helmet, he rubbed it before dropping his arm and rolling over and standing up. Doing the same, I waited for him to talk. He stayed silent.

“Drax?”

“I know, I know!” he snapped at me from over his shoulder. Taking a deep breath, his shoulders rose before dropping when he exhaled. “Tis was routine void mission…”

***

Beast squad as they’re called, contained a Zephyr, Wukong, and a Rhino. The four animal frames were naturals at using their environment. Their names are as follows, Windy, like many of her kind, love spending time in the air. ‘The Ape’ as many called him much to his displeasure. Was sly and tricky. He loved playing around and spending his time climbing high places. And finally, Tank, preferred to keep his feet on the ground. The Rhino clad man could destroy a whole grineer ship if he was left to his own devices.

Finally, Drax.

The dragon was stubborn, but cared for his teammates dearly. He always had a soft spot for the Zephyr frame. He loved her, more than he was willing to admit. His teammates teased him on it occasionally, not to his face of course. Being the only female in the group, all three of the men had this somewhat subtle obligation to protect her. Drax more so than ever.

The three of them walked through the Old Orokin Tower, laughing at The Apes latest joke. The resistance was little. The Sentry seemed to be lacking this time around. As they approached the portal room, Windy broke off to work the console to start the generator and the portal. As The Ape and Tank went to portal itself, Drax stood by his lover.

“Vindy?” he asked.

“Yes, Drax?” she replied from her spot at the console.

“After this is done…vant to have some fun?” he asked suggestively.

“I don’t know…” she replied playfully, giving her butt a shake. “What do you have in mind?”

Stepping away from the console, Drax gave her a slap on the ass, causing the frame to take an in voluntary step forward. He growled at her playfully.

“We could just have some fun here vhile dey work?”

“I doubt they’d appreciate that,” she replied with a head tilt at the two frames that were currently engaged in combat.

“Da!” he replied with a wave of his hand.

“Will you to quit fucking around! Literally!”

“Oh relax, Ape!” Windy shot back. “You know you want to watch!”

The frame flipped her the bird before smacking a Grineer lancer in the helmet with his staff as he came through the portal. Both Tenno rolled their eyes as the portals hum came to a stop. Heading to the next console, the Zephyr frame charged it up.

Pretty soon the portal was charged. Walking up, the team looked at the image of the dusty sands of Phobos. On the other side, their target sat waiting. Stepping through the four of them appeared on the other side of a ruined Orokin portal room. Right in front of them sat the Torsion Beam Generator. All they had to do now was get the void key and destroy the generator.

Simple enough.

As they ran through the open base the fighting was minimal. The only sounds that could be heard were the breaking of bones and the spilling of blood. For the grineer, the deaths of their brethren fell on deaf ears as they were heavily muted through the thick helmet. Several minutes had passed before they came to an open storage area.

Taking up position on some nearby crates, they waited.

The waypoint pointed them here, so the key had to be near, along with their targets. But there was nothing. No guards, no animals, just four Tenno and several large storage containers.

“This isn’t good…”

Tank couldn’t have been more right. The sound of a jet pack filled the air before Tank and The Ape were thrown form their hiding spot with a heavy gust of air. They fell several feet before they crashed onto the ground. Tank landed so hard the smaller crates around him shook violently. On top of their hiding spot, a female figure pulled her massive hammer from the new dent she made.

“You should have brought more Tenno… you don’t have enough!”

Nearby, both Drax and Windy raised their rifles and placed their reticles right on their targets head.

CRACK!

Drax watched in horror as his lover’s shields exploded in a bright blue light. The lone sound of a Vulkar Rifle shot reverberated along the walls of the base. The young frame fell forward as she dropped her rifle. Unable to keep her balance, she fell free from the top of the makeshift structure.

“NO!”

The dragon lunged for her, his hand missing hers by mere inches. Her watched as she landed square on her back several feet below. She didn’t move, she didn’t say anything, she just bled. Nearby Sprag spun her hammer in her hands.

“Big mistake! Big mistake!”

The dragon sobbed lightly under his helmet. Quickly his sadness was replaced by rage. Pure, unadulterated, rage. He clamped onto the edge of the container with his hand, crushing the metal. With a guttural roar, he lunged after the Grineer berserk. The clone held up her hammer to block the attack, only to fall on her jet pack with the beast on top of her.

He snarled manically as his claws sunk deep into her armor, shredding both metal and flesh. The clone screamed in agony as the beast hacked and slashed at her midsection. Blood soon covered the dragons armor and splattered all over the metal of the container.

Giving one last slash at her throat, he severed her wind pipe. Dropping the hammer, the female clone grabbed her now bleeding neck as she gagged in an attempt to breath. Leaning back, the dragon roared to the heavens. Standing up, he lifted a foot and dropped it on the clone, imploding her cranium.

He turned his attention to the sniper.

“Drax!?” With a grunt he looked down at the voice. The Ape held his lover close as Tank stood nearby ready to provide cover fire. “We have to go!”

The dragon looked off in the distance before taking a deep breath. Fire roared from his mouth as he screamed to the heavens in both anger… and sadness. Off in the distance, the twin sat in her perch, having to watch everything unfold. As the roar crept through the hills and into her ears.

A ping of fear shot up her spine.

Lowering the rifle, she made a hasty retreat in the opposite direction. Back at the containers, Drax dropped to the ground and immediately took his lover from his teammate. A massive bloody hole sat in the center of her chest. Slowly, she turned her head and looked the dragon in the eyes. She weakly lifted and hand and placed it on his helmet.

“D-Drax… I… I can’t feel my legs…”

“It’s okay… it’s going to be okay!” he attempted to reassure her.

“Please…” she replied weakly. “I… I love you…”

By now he was actively crying. “I… I love you too!”

Nearby, Tank grabbed his other teammate by the shoulder.

“We need a stretcher!”

Nodding, the monkey frame holstered his gun and started searching for material. Drax held her close as his friends worked hard to make a makeshift stretcher. Pretty soon they had two rods and some metal to carry her with. Time was of the essence. She needed medical help. Gingerly, all three of them placed her on it and started moving her. Taking up the defensive lead, Drax held his rifle firm as his friends carried their teammate.

As they walked, small drops of blood followed close behind.

They passed through corridors and new patrols actively looking for them. Pretty soon, they came back to the portal room, which was swimming with lancers. Cursing under his breath, the dragon stopped his teammates. Gently, they lowered their friend to the ground and grabbed their guns.

“How many?”

“Fifty, give or take,” the drake responded. He turned back to his teammates. “I vill distract, you head for portal.”

“That’s suicide!” Ape stated.

“Look!” Tank cut in with a quiet yell. “We don’t have time to argue! She needs blood and someone to sew that wound!”

All three of them looked down at their injured friend. Underneath her on the stretcher, the pool of blood continued to get bigger. Tank was right, she needed help. Quietly stepping over, Drax grabbed her hand and squeezed it. Turning her head with what little strength she could muster, she looked at her lover.

“I… I need to tell you something…”

“Tenno!”

Snapping their heads, the team watched in horror as a Trooper raised his Sobek. Before he could fire, all three opened up on him. His body exploded as all three weapons tore through his armor and into the soft flesh underneath. Dropping to his knees, the gun fell from his grip before the trooper fell flat on his face. Nearby, the small company of Lancers heard the gunfire.

They opened up.

Guns roared on the Tenno position, kicking up dirt, clanging on metal, and sending sharp shards in all directions. Leaning out, Drax opened fire with his Boltor. The razor sharp darts soared through the air before they impacted on their targets. Some were hit so hard that they were thrown off their feet and either impacted onto the target behind them, or others were pinned to the wall. Leaning back, the dragon reloaded his weapon before leaning out again.

“Go!” he ordered.

Leading the charge with a snarl, his weapon roared. Any one and anything unfortunate enough to get caught in the sights were killed almost immediately. One dart was so sharp it ripped one clones arm off, cut a Grakata right in half, and finally buried itself in a Lancers helmet, pinning him to the wall behind him.

As the group approached the Torsion Beam Device in the center of the room. Ape pulled the key from his hip and slammed it into the receiver. The room shook violently, throwing everyone around. The gunfire stopped for a moment as Lancers regained their footing. The device glowed brightly as it started to overload from the massive influx of energy.

Tank and Ape didn’t hesitate as they ran for the portal.

“DRAX!” Windy screamed before the three of them disappeared through the portal.

Covering his own retreat, the dragon used the only bit of cover he had, which was the device. Bullets impacted and tore through its light metal covering, all but destroying its internal operations. As the last of his rounds ran dry, the dragon holstered his weapon. Giving one last, ear piercing and rage filled roar. He jumped through the portal.

But something wasn’t right.

He didn’t pop out immediately. He could feel the energy around him. He could also hear his teammates frantic yelling.

“Where is he!?”

“What happened!?”

He could also hear his lovers.

“Drax… please… I need you… we… need you…”

A tear rolled down his cheek. There was so much pain and sadness.

“Drax… I… I’m pregnant… and its yours…”

Terror filled his every being.

“Shit! APE! She’s flat lining!”

A chill rolled up his body. Through his helmet he could hear the grunts of his teammates as they performed CPR. He could hear every outtake of air as her chest was pushed down and every intake as it rose. He felt sick, angry, and strangely… calm.

“Let it out…” a voice said to him, calmly.

As he fell to the ground, he sat there for a second. Something snapped inside of him that day. The beast within was set free. And it intended to rip everything to shreds. Slowly, he propped himself up on his hands before sitting on his feet. As he looked around, he could see green, a lot of it. He could also see figures. They were surrounding him. They were too small to be grineer. Or, Lancers at least. They watched him with concerned expressions. Many wondered what he was, others thought this was some strange display. To him, they were out for blood.

“Hey?” one figure asked. “Are you okay mister?”

With threatening growl, the dragon slashed at the figure, raking his claws across his chest. The figure screamed in agony as his shirt was torn to pieces. He fell to the ground screaming in agony and looking at his now blood stained and torn clothing. Turning around, the dragon faced the shocked crowd. Taking a deep breath, fired engulfed the area and set it ablaze as the dragon started his rampage. He was no longer human.

He was a blood thirsty animal.

He burned objects, threw anything that wasn’t bolted to the ground. Terror ran free. Pretty soon he was blocked in. Strange objects flew overhead; a female voice was talking about something while he soon became boxed in by Lancers with strange vehicles. They opened fire on him with weak pistols. They continued to scream at him. He ignored them.

Pretty soon, he saw a figure charge him. She was orange, and broken. But she had guts. Oh yeah, she had major guts! And he intended to spill them all over the ground! She raised a fist. But he grabbed it and threw her. She crashed into one of those vehicles, forcing it backwards as it screamed out in pain.

Screeching, she attacked with her own claws. Returning the show of intimidation, he roared, and charged. Their bodies locked together in a ferocious battle of dominance. Stumbling back, he shook his head. No, forget the spilling of blood. He’d rather watch her scream as he burned her alive!

He engulfed her in the hottest and brightest flame he could muster. She disappeared in an instant. As he roasted her with the flames as hot as the ninth level of Hell. He was forced to a stop when something connected with the back of his head. Turning, he saw a dark figure, a knight, shield and all. He intended to slay the dragon.

Not as long as he still had fire in his lungs.

“Drax… I’m so sorry…”

He huffed. “Don’t matter now… she’s dead and I’m here.”

I had listened with full intent. At least now I know why he was in that other dimension and why he was so hostile. But I really didn’t expect him to have a lover… and for her to be pregnant. He had every right to be angry. He was going to be a father, just like me.

“Drax… you know… the sad part is I know what you’re going through…”

He let out another angry huff.

“No you don’t!”

“Yes. I. do!” I said firmly. “I had a girl once and together we had a baby!” I paused. “I sacrificed myself so that they could live! I only met her once… I never got to hold my wife, tell her I loved her or anything!” I could feel my eyes getting moist. “I know what it’s like to lose a family… it’s not fun…”

Silence filled the air as we stood there.

“…Can I go now?”

I took a deep breath. “… Yeah… you can go. Thank you for telling me.”

“Don’t mention it…” he said as he started to walk away. “Ever…”

Author's Notes:

To easy in Russian. Hopefully I got it right since google translate is so finicky. This chapter was because i got a couple of comments saying that Drax was just kind of there. No back story or how he ended up in the EG universe. thinking about it, yeah he needed a story, he couldn't be like Applejack and be a backgrou...

Applejack... please drop the rope?

Nnnnnope!

Should I start running now?

Eeyup!