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A loud yell of pain resounded throughout the mountain. The dragons who stayed there turned their heads and looked to where the sound came from. A rock formation which resembled a throne rested atop another in the center of their home. Eldrich, their king, had fallen and lay by his throne. Large gashes and stab wounds covered most of his body and standing above him was the lone sword wielding drake.

"Nova. What has become of you?!" Eldrich yelled. Nova didn't reply and just smiled down at him, raising his sword above his head. As he was about to strike down, a blast of wind hit him in the chest and knocked him back. He straightened himself, keeping his sword tightly gripped and looked around to see where the attack had come from. He looked up to see a certain silver dragoness from behind the clouds. Sending another gust of wind to knock Nova off his feet, Silva came down from the skies and helped Eldrich back onto his.

"Are you alright, father?" She asked, rubbing his back. Eldrich chuckled and looked at her and smiled weakly.

"20 years later....and you finally call me father again." He replied. He chuckled a bit before coughing up blood, a panic rising in Silva. As she tried to think of a way to aid him, Nova came before her with the tip of his sword aimed directly at her neck.

"I should kill you where you stand, wench. However, father told me specifically to leave you unharmed." He said, his voice distorted and threatening. The way he looked made her think too much of what Cynder had become. And now he, too, was the same. She knew Nova's strength and how dedicated he was to his father. So she knew he wouldn't budge no matter how much she pleaded.

"Why is that?" She asked. Nova chuckled, taking his sword away and backing off. Silva raised a brow, questioning his motive and her eyes widened as she heard and smelled something. The smell of brimstone and blood, the sounds of footsteps approaching which was accompanied by slow claps.

"My my. You've become quite the bold one, haven't you?" A voice called out. Silva's eyes widened in shock as she recognized the voice. She looked to where it came from and saw a lavender dragon smiling at her. "Much more confident than before."

"K-konan..." Silva stuttered. She let go of Eldrich, reeling back in fear of what he could do to her.

"Why so panicked? You were so brave a few minutes ago. Why the sudden change when I show up?" Konan asked, walking towards her. "Oh wait. I know why. It's because you know just what I can do to you. And what i HAVE done to you." He grasped her neck, pulling her close to him and placed his other claw between her legs. A sickening pleasure washed over her as his talons dug into her pussy. And the pleasure would've stayed had he not started to drag his claws down inside her. It would've tore skin, but Konan was gentle enough to make sure that didn't happen. She squealed in pain, staring at her assailant with a frightful and tear-filled stare.

"You monster..." Silva hissed. "Mark my words. Von won't let you get away with this. He'll come back! And I won't hesitate to let him kill you." Her words were laced with venom and malice. For a dragon as kind and peaceful as her, this was quite a shock to everyone. Even Konan.

"Those are some bold words for someone who can't even fight back." He said. Chuckling, he gripped her neck tighter and threw her to the ground. The other dragons around backed off, not even attempting to catch her or cushion her fall. Instead, they watched as she fell and hit the ground hard. Pain coursed through her body as she looked back up where Eldrich lay. He was still wounded from his battle with Nova prior to now. He was defenseless and with no way to defend himself.

"So now it's down to you and me." Konan said, smiling. He held out his claw to his son, Nova nodding in response and giving his sword to his father. He shook the blood off, staring down at their king and cracked a wicked grin. "Surely you saw this coming. Am I right, oh great king Eldrich?" He taunted.

"Visions never lie. I knew this was to happen from the start. I could've changed it....but with my age catching up to me, I would've been powerless to stop you." Eldrich said. He smiled at him while Konan scowled at him unamused.

"Cut the crap, Eldrich. You could've tried to stop me. But you didn't. ...And I think I know why. You're placing your hopes in the claws of that stupid halfling, aren't you?" He said. Eldrich didn't respond, but just laughed instead. And this angered him greatly.

"Von is still growing stronger by the day. It is hard for him...but I know he will succeed one day. His father is gone, but he carries his heart. Something you lack, Konan." The elder dragon pointed out. "Your plan...your master's plan...and his plan will not come to light. You will fail. I know it." Konan had had it. Even now, while he was weak and defenseless, Eldrich still looked down on him. Seeing him as powerless, destined to fail. Unable to surpass him. But right now, he didn't care. He was holding the cards now. He was the superior one. And like Eldrich said, he lacked a heart. Which was why...

"I have no regrets doing this!" Konan shouted. And with a swift movement, he plunged Nova's sword through his chest. Eldrich roared in pain, coughing up blood as the sound of pierced flesh resounded. His heartbeat started to slow, blood oozing from the wound. "Long...live...the king."

Eldrich's vision blurred, soon fading as darkness enveloped him. Light shined once his eyes closed, the image of a dark blue mare coming to him. Her wings spread as she stared down at him, a sad smile spreading across her cheek.

Konan's attention drew back to Silva, who was on the ground far below him. She looked like she was about to cry. Spots of red were on her body, dripping down slowly as the blood of her friend...her husband's companion filled her with great dread. A smile formed on his face as he tossed the sword back to his son, who shook the blood clean off, and looked down at her. The fear on her face. The quivering of her lips. The very sight of her tears riled him up. An idea formed in his mind. One that he had gotten so many years ago.

"Nova." He called out.

"Yes, father?" The drake replied, bowing to his new king. The purple dragon looked back, smiling at his child.

"Go to Equestria. I want you to pay Von a little visit. With that new power of yours, it should make it MUCH easier..." He told him. Nova didn't say anything. He didn't have to in order to acknowledge his father's orders. With a quick flap of his wings, he took to the skies and set a course for Equestria. Konan chuckled, still staring down at Silva who was sobbing. Her tears mixed in with the blood of Eldrich which had pooled down before her feet. A familiar presence entered his mind and he closed his eyes.

"Thinking of passing my essence on again, are we?" Orcus said within his thoughts.

"Of course. That being said...the egg..."

"I retrieved it the night he went feral as a stupid child. It's already fully grown. The mother took such good care of it for us. Now how long do you intend of keeping that worthless child around you?"

"Long enough. He'll outlive his usefulness soon. In the meantime, I shall claim my prize." Konan declared. Orcus smiled as he was tucked away in the shadows.

"Good. Take these then. Bastion created them recently..." Orcus said. The link between them severed as several chimeras, each one with an altered appearance and a malicious aura appeared around him. With a snap of his fingers, the chimeras swarmed the crowd below. Growling and gnashing at any who dared approach, the results of Bastion's labors drove most of them away. All save for Silva.

"..." Silva remained silent. Her throat was sore, her tears had dried but the blood was still warm. Her only action she took was raising her head, looking up at the new king as a look of triumph was on his face. He didn't say much, but he made a few words clear to her.

"Every king needs a queen." Silva's eyes shot wide as she knew what he was getting at. All the sorrow she felt earlier was now replaced with a great fear. A fear she experienced before Von came into the world. She turned over and tried to run. But she didn't go anywhere. She turned her head back and saw Konan grabbing her tail. His claws dug in deep, causing her to cry in pain as blood leaked out. He pulled her close, but she still struggled. Once he got her close enough, he laid against her. His entire weight kept her pinned down, tears streaming down her cheeks once again as horrifying memories came to her.

"No! Stop it!" She cried. But her pleas fell on deaf ears.

"You know what's about to happen..." Konan whispered. Silva's pupils shrank to the size of pin pricks as she felt something against her. Something she deeply wanted to escape from. The phallus of Konan's cock prodded against her, the dragon king grinning down at his prize. She didn't want to relive that nightmare again. She had to get away. She needed to run. But she remembered. She was unable to before. She was weak. Konan was strong. And this was the way their kind worked. "I see you have resigned to your fate." Konan spoke.

"..." Silva said nothing. All she could do was close her eyes and pray that this nightmare would end as quickly as it was about to begin. Konan didn't want to be disturbed or interrupted as he was about to claim her again. With that in mind, a black haze escaped from his mouth. It spread all around the area like a wildfire, covering every inch of the mountain top until the entire area was cloaked in smog.

Not a single peep was made. The dragons on the mountain remained guarded by the chimeric horde, some of them soon pledging their allegiance to Konan. The ones that did not were killed on the spot. Mothers. Fathers. Children. All of them had become a victim of Konan's ambitions. The mountain went undisturbed and not a single soul dared to resist. Not one dared to go to where Konan was. Not one dared to aid Silva in her hour of need. Her heart was broken. Her mind was shattered. She did not move or struggle, allowing Konan to rape her senseless as he did before. But though she could not move, a single thought crossed her mind. A prayer.

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