I changed form to my full dragon form and my scales fell off cutting into the rock San Palomino mountain ground like blades to butter. I groaned in pain as my pours started to bleed sending blood drenched scales into the ground. I fell to my belly breathing hard.

“Bad day to be a dragon.” I looked at a mare dressed in rags and sighed. Shining golden armor weave was under her robes, it was the desert pony. She was probably the last pony on the planet I wanted to deal with, I thought I had killed her, but she could have easily escaped my fire, now that I thought about it.

“What do you want?” I growled.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“I’m getting cleansed of my sin if you will. My body is being reconstructed, I'll be killed then brought back millions of times, till I’m clean enough to be the Tree of Life’s host.” She smiled a little.

“All I see is a rotting dragon, not good for eatin’.”

“Didn’t I kill you?”

“Wait you’re the dragon that blew fire at me, you’re flesh tastes like it’s rotted. You also caused that white light to burn everything, I had to repair desert for almost a year, I was lucky that most of the creatures survived, or I would’ve starved.”

“Oh?”

“Buried in sand before the green creatures came, after rain, they escaped. I was mad that the feast was over when the bright light tried to burn me.” I chuckled.

The desert pony was a normal earth pony mare, because of her armor she was nearly impossible to kill, even for me. She was also ravenous, she could eat anything, from metal, to stone, to flesh, and as fast as she could fit it into her little mouth.

I had seen her eat an entire city down to the nails on my old world, mad with hungry and thirst unlike anything I had ever seen before. She was probably the only thing I knew that could kill me. She would simply absorb the tree of life and keep living forever, eating everything down to the planets core.

“What’s funny?” She had lived here most of her life, proving to her extreme power, but she could read and write as well as any other.

“You are, you’re the only monster worse than me left.” I chuckled and then coughed spraying blood across rocks.

“I’m not a monster, I don’t kill, I eat, nothing wrong with eating.” I laughed as my arm fell off turning to black blood and running down the ground. She jumped to a higher rock not to get touched by it.

“What’s wrong?” I asked grinning and she frowned under her mask.

“Your rot, you not good to eat.”

“So nice of you to think so.” My jaw fell off and did the same as my arm. My arm stopped bleeding. My body was like an infection, and to ensure that my new body didn’t get infected, the tree would do it slowly ensuring I was clean as it healed me.

After several days of my body falling apart and regrowing finally, it stopped leaving me in the body of my baby dragon form. I spit out the last of the blacken tar blood. I turned over as my old body’s foulness evaporated. I looked at the desert pony which had watched me the entire time interested more in watching than eating, thankfully.

“You done?” She asked.

“Yes.” I said standing up and my bones aligned allowing me to stand perfectly straight. I walked over to her and she smelled me moving back a little.

“You smell worse than rot.” I chuckled.

“You know if you ate me, you would become immortal.” She rolled her eyes.

“I don’t know why you would say that, I’m not going to eat a disgusting thing like you, I’ve tasted you before, and now you smell worse. I don’t know how that’s possible, you’re so weird.”

“Care to come back with me?”

“Nope.” She got up. “I’m going to go find drink and food.” She disappeared and I chuckled lightly. It was rare to run into her, and I had the luck of a god, but I would have to make sure she never left the desert. Even at my height, she would still be able to kill me as if I was a bad joke.

“Sire.” I looked at one of my guards as he appeared.

“What?” I changed back to my normal form making clothes appear on me and I walked making shoes.

“We have civil unrest.”

“What?” I asked looking at him confused. “The leaders can deal with it, that’s why I left them in charge.” I started to fix my sleeves.

“Yes, but that’s the problem, it would seem a country is holding witch trials, and the leader is encouraging it.” I stopped and looked at him. “Fifty three pony are going to be burned at the stake.”

“Seriously, no that doesn’t make sense, this world doesn’t work like that. I’ve looked, I would’ve seen it before.”

“Also Akila has been arrested as well.”

“By who, and why?”

“Pony saying that she was a witch.” I paused and started laughing almost too hard grabbing a rock to stop me from falling onto the ground laughing.

“I can’t believe.” I said breathlessly laughing too hard. “Seriously?” I fell to my knees laughing too hard and losing air in my lungs laughing silently. I teleported with the guard and we appeared and I kept laughing seeing Akila tied to a post.

“What the hell is wrong with you pony?!” She shouted at about thirty stallions, no mares or young pony.

“Burn the witch!” They chimed and I moved through the crowd and they made way for me. I got to the pile of would laughing too hard to stand and Akila gave me a hard look as I fell on the wood.

“What.” I sucked in a breath filling my lungs with air. “Did you do?” I laughed loudly filling the area with my laugh. We were on the edge of the Everfree forest. “How did you make them think.” I kept laughing having to suck in more air. “You were a witch, how?”

“It’s not funny!” She yelled at me.

“We do magic every day,” I asked grabbing my side rolling. “We’re all witches!” I kept laughing hard.

“A witch isn’t one that does magic.” I stopped laughing and looked at a white stallion. I looked around. “A witch is one that does forbidden magic.” I paused and got up. “She was found guilty of it, and therefore to cleanse her she will be burned to ash.” I sighed.

“I'll give every pony here a chance, a single chance to run.” I growled making the ground tremble and they all backed up. My guard appeared and I laughed. “Who am I kidding?” I grinned as all their heads fell off. “Oh that felt good.” I went up to Akila which was relived and terrified as I undid her ropes.

“Seffron?” She asked scared and I hugged her and she hugged me back.

“I’m glad your alright.” I turned to my guard. “Mark the heads and bodies, then put them in the freezer so they don’t rot. I may need them later.” My guards nodded taking and marking the bodies.

“What do you mean?” She asked and I looked at her.

“I don’t want their bodies rotting, who knows what use I may have for them. Death means nothing to me now, I could kill the world a billion times and bring it back without breaking a sweat. Also I don’t allow my pets to be harmed by others.”

“Thank you.” I looked at a guard.

“Make sure to get all their names. Inform their families they have been killed, of their crime, and that they will be brought back upon request at my gondola. That they should bring one piece of value from their belongings, be it not gold or valuable metal.”

“Yes sir.”

“What do you want with things of value?” I kissed her, but frowned.

“I'll not be bringing the stallion that kissed you back though.” She covered her lips realizing what I meant. “Bring me that pony.” I pointed at a yellow stallion and my guards put back on his head and he gasped coughing.

“What, what happen?” He asked as my guard held him still. I walked over to him, letting Akila stand on her own.

“You tried burning my toy at the stake, and then you made the mistake of kissing her.” I tapped his lips making them disappear. “A good three days without water will teach you not to do that to unwilling mares. Lock him in the cells, let him sit in his own filth.” The guard and the pony disappeared.

“Am I in trouble?” Akila asked and I looked at her. I went over to her and rubbed her side seeing the last few days, or just the parts I wanted.

“Nope, he’ll learn his lesson. Also why did you dig up a pony to make it into medicine, to feed the filly, whose father was the dead pony?” I chuckled grimly.

“She was going to die.” She said with a nervous smiled. “There was no other way, it was a magic immune infection, you have to treat that with dead liver of a relative.”

“I guess that’s fine.” I said chuckling.

“She’s fine now.” She looked away. I sighed and hugged her.

“Good, now go home, I have another weird thing to deal with.” She nodded leaving and I teleported with a few of my guards landing on a wooden stage, I looked around at a crowd of easily a few thousand pony. I looked at the fifty three pony on the stage, all of them were mares, and not bad looking ones either. The yells and cries soon faded noticing me.

“Who are you?” I looked at a pony in an armor set.

“Guard, what country is this?” I asked as my guard appeared.

“Some C named country sire.”

“You can’t pronounce it?”

“Well, no sire, it’s not that, it’s pounced as large um, C.” I laughed a little.

“What is it?” I asked laughing a little harder now.

“Large Cock sire.”

“What the hell is wrong? Is it that I suddenly have you all watching, so now these things are becoming noticed or something?”

“Yes, it would appear so.”

“Well I can’t kill a few thousand ponies.”

“Get off the stage!” A pony shouted throwing an apple at me. His head exploded as the apple did, and pony’s around him screamed in horror as his brains, blood, skin and skull sprayed all around him.

“STOP!” A white pony shouted stopping fear from spreading and causing a stamped of the scared ponies. He walked up to the stage and looked at me. “This is a righteous witch burn, they all have broken taboo of witch craft, and are to be burned.”

“Did I make that law?” He paused for a moment.

“Princess Celestia did, she forbid all witchcraft.”

“Did I?”

“No, but.” I grabbed his throat.

“Did I not conquer you?” I asked and my banners appeared around as well as flags. Pony looked around scared as my guards appeared. I looked at my guard.

“No sire, it would seem this area was left unmarked, when we came there were no pony to be found. We thought it deserted and left a watcher.” I let go of the white pony and snapped my claws bringing the other pony back to life, regrowing his head.

“I’m alive!” He shouted and pony still covered in blood and skull gave him a confused happy look.

“Now then.” My voice echoed through the mind of every creature on the planet, but a select few. For the young the bad parts were cut out. “You will all understand and accept me as your new ruler, all those who refuse will die, and believe me, dying would be the least of your worries. I can bring the dead back, and I’m the master of even Celestia, all those whom wish to try their hoof at combat step forward.”

“I refuse.” A pony in gold armor said as he stepped forward, and his legs snapped under him as he got onto the stage letting out a scream of pain. I grabbed his armor and his skin graphed to it. I pulled the armor off skinning him in one loud ripping sound. His top half was torn clean off.

Pony looked at me in horror, all of them, even the ones on the stage. I set the armor onto the white pony and he screamed as the armor skin spiked ripping into his skin. I grinned as both pony’s screams filled the air scaring all of them. Blood from both pony flooded the ground pouring off the stage. Both of them passed out and I looked at a weeping purple mare on a stick. I wiped her tear away confusing her.

“Why are you crying little pony?” I asked.

“You’re going to kill us.”

“Did I say that?” She looked around and every pony was confused. “No, I didn’t, I said I was ruler, not your murder. I said come forward for all those who refuse to obey me, these two are the leaders, and those who disobey me, suffer. Even Princess Celestia would attest to my ways.” I chuckled.

“It’s not possible.” Another pony said and I grinned snapping my claws making it night, and then snapping them again making it day.

“I control more than simple life and death, I control everything.” I chuckled and all ropes on the mares ripped releasing them. I stomped my foot making the ground tremble. “Murder is murder, if you ever dare to enact one, your life will be taken. This is my law, no murder will ever be accepted unless just, in which case my soldiers will ensure it’s taken care of. You will obey and understand my laws, or all will be forfeit.”

The two passed out pony screamed as I healed them. Ponies looked at me in fear, and confusion. All the mares I had released looked relived somewhat. I picked up the pony that used to be in gold armor and tears ran down his face.

“Please no more.”

“Do you accept me as your leader?” He nodded scared. “Open your mouth.” He hesitatingly opened his mouth and I put a platinum bit in his mouth closing it. I dropped him and he spit it out, making his eyes go wide. “Get out of my sight.” He ran off the stage and I picked up the armor throwing it at him, it landed in front of him tripping him.

“But they’ve killed.” The white pony said getting up tears running down his face.

“Complain to my guards, if that is true then they will be held trail, depending on their actions they may be put to death, but you are never to enact murder again.” He nodded getting off the stage. “Thieving, assault, rape, damage of another’s property will also be laws, none of which will be enacted for any reason by any pony. Inform the guards of anything you believe to be bad and it will be resolved. No plea is too small, that is all.” My voice cut.

“Wonderful speech sire.” My guard said clapping.

“Eh, should I have included anything?”

“Ah, no sire, those are basically the main ones. I mean maybe a few small laws, but those really should be dealt with through the smaller governing bodies.”

“Right.”

“Thank you for saving us.” I looked at a few mares with tears running down their faces relived. I chuckled darkly making them slightly nervous.

“Master,” my guard said looking at his arm. “We have other matters to discuss, there are pony wanting to bring back the ones you killed for trying to burn your pet earlier, they are at your gondola now.”

“Right, no more witch burnings,” I said and my voice echoed through them. “Now I have other business to attend to, respect my laws and your lives will go as you like.” I stomped and we teleported appearing in my living room. I looked at my guard a bit confused.

“What are we doing here?”

“Seffron!” I looked at Applejack in a cage mad. “Let us out!” I sighed.

“I didn’t tell you to lock her up!” I said to the guard a bit annoyed. “Release her right now.” Three guards opened the cage going inside and untying Applejack, she came out frowning.

“What the hell was all that we heard?!”

“Finally!”Pinkie said and I looked at Pinkie as she, Spike, and Lilly all came down stairs, I paused not seeing Trixie.

“Can we leave yet?” Lilly asked complaining.

“Yes, I only meant to have you held here for a few hours, not a few days, go run around, all of you.”

“We are talking about this later.” Applejack said and I grabbed her pulling her close, and she realized all the others had left.

“Really?”

“Yes.” I kissed her and she pushed back for a moment, then enjoyed the feeling as I pulled her closer feeling her warm body against mine once again. It was wonderful and she bit her lip hugging me once we stopped. “You know that ain’t fair.” I kissed her neck and she smiled. “I can’t say no you to anymore, even after taking over the world.” She kissed me smiling.

“I’m glad.”

“Well, can I go outside?” She asked and I scratched her back making her nuzzle me happy.

“Of course.” I let go of her and she smiled standing up, she walked outside and I fell onto the sofa. I had really only considered so much, I hadn’t expected this to move ahead so fast, but at least Applejack didn’t hate me, that would put me in a bad mood.

“Master, almost twenty pony have lined up at the gondola.”

“Let’s go.” We teleported and I appeared on my chair. A hot pot of dragon bane was steaming on the table, and a few ponies looked at me surprised. The line was of all mares and their fillies and colts. A pink pony opened her mouth, and a guard held up his hand stopping her from talking. I finished my tea and got up.

“Gather around.” One of my guards said and they made a half circle around the gondola and I looked at them.

“I will explain, then we will get down to business. All of your loved ones attempted to murder a pet of mine. Such an action is punishable by death. I enacted their punishments earlier today, but I know that many of them were caught in the moment, so I am willing to bring them back and give them to you. The price is something you value, not gold, not silver, not money or other things like it. I mean something you care for, something that has more sentimental value than coin value. Now then come forward if you are ready, one at a time.”

“Come forward.” My guard said and stopped the next group. A single pink earth pony cam forward, she was in rather poor condition.

“I have nothing to give, I don’t have anything to my name, not land, money or anything, my brother and I move around, so we never kept much.”

“He attempted to kill another, till you can bring something, rather it be a special dirt covered rock, it doesn’t have to be worth anything. Such as that flower.” She looked at the flower on her ear.

“Oh this.” She pulled it out. It had an interesting knot. “I knotted this for hope, but it’s a simple flower.”

“May I see it.” She gave it to me and I waved my hand over it and it glowed brightly steaming with magic. It disappeared and a her brother appeared cold and lifeless. She screeched at her brother. He gasped coughing a little coming back to life. “Your gift has paid for his crime, and so long as he promises to never do it again, he’ll be allowed to live.”

“I promise!” He said panicked.

“Then get out of my sight.” I went through all the families, and after the first few they figured it out brining me things of real value. It finally dwindled down to a little filly and she came over to me nervous and scared. She was a pearl white pegasus, with clear blue eyes, and a lightly blue mane.

“Speak.” My guard said and she jumped a little.

“Um, you have my dad.” She slid a paper notice.

“And the trade does not exclude fillies.” She pulled out a shiny stone from a pack and I paused.

“I found this rock, it doesn’t do much, but it looks cool.” I took it from her and looked at it for a few seconds. It was a very well aged rain gem, very rare. A pony could cause an entire hurricane with a single one.” I looked at it and handed it back to her.

“I cannot take that, it has too much value to you.” She paused and looked down holding it close to her chest.

“But I have nothing else.”

“Give me a feather.” She ruffled her wing and pulled out a very beautiful white feather giving it to me. I frowned seeing a drop of blood hit the ground and she hid her wings looking away biting her lip as tears brimmed. I waved my hand over it and it glowed brightly making me cover my eyes. It disappeared feeding the tree of life nicely and I picked her up setting her on my lap.

“Ouch.” She said flinching as I touched her wing. The pain disappeared and she looked at her wing before looking at me. I hugged her and tears went down her face as I healed her bruises and scars.

“Such a sad filly, I’m so sorry that so much wrong has been done to you. Those feathers mean so much more than simple trinkets.” She cried burying her face into my chest and I frowned a little.

“Seffron.” I looked at Dash as she landed. She paused and looked at the filly locking her eyes onto her.

“Dash, not now.” She sat down and I hugged the filly’s back. I pulled out a golden necklace and put it around her. She looked at her sniffling. “This is a defense necklace, it’ll protect you from his rage. I’m sorry you have no pony left.”

“Thank you.”

“Make sure to hide that gem.” She nodded as her father appeared alive, I set her down and they left. Dash walked over to me.

“So, you’ve finally taken over.” Her statement didn’t ask for more information. I picked up my tea and heated it drinking.

“And?”

“So what you’re just going to kill, torture and rape to your liking?”

“I haven’t killed any pony forever, just a little bit a torture, and I most certainly haven’t raped any pony.”

“What about Celestia and Twilight?!”

“Did they say it was rape?” She paused.

“No.”

“Then there you go, it may surprise you Dash, but I know what I’m doing.” I took another drink.

“Well, I, you.” She growled mad.

“Give me a feather.” She paused.

“What?”

“Give me one of your feathers.” She looked at her wings.

“No!” She stomped her hoof. “I don’t care if every other pony has accepted you, or just given up, I haven’t, and never will. So go screw yourself.” I took another sip. “No you know what, I’m.” One of my guards grabbed her from behind. “Hey let me go!” She shouted thrashing around trying to get out of its grip.

“Bind her wings.”

“What?!” Another guard put a black ring around her clipping it and molding it to her body. A guard let her go and she bucked it sending it flying into a tree. She tried to extend her wings, but she couldn’t. “Take this thing off me right now!” She shouted.

“I asked for a feather, not a rebel. If you give me what I want and I'll take it off.” She growled, then paused thinking for a few minutes. She pulled out a feather with a light whimper, then spit it at me.

“Now release me.” The feather hit the dry ground, a little bit of blood was on the tip.

“Sorry, I meant a clean one.” She looked at the feather and it was now stained by a small puddle of dirt, she looked around. Everywhere else was completely dry. “And I want you to bring it to me.” She grunted pulling out another one and walking over to me.

“Here.” She set down another blood tipped feather.

“I said clean.” She looked at it.

“It is.” I picked it up and tapped a blood drop to her nose.

“Lick it clean.”

“No.”

“Okay.” I threw the feather and it landed in another mud puddle staining it.

“Hey!”

“I want a clean one, that one’s dirty.”

“No.” She said stubborn, then turned and paused, she couldn’t open her wings, which meant she couldn’t get home. She was completely trapped, her wings were everything to her. She literally couldn’t live without them, her entire life centered around them. She started to panic, but she hid it rather well. She looked at me and sighed, pulling out another feather with a light yip of pain.

“Bring it to me.” She paused and set it in my lap. I looked at it, this one was blood stained from being removed near another feather. “I said clean, not blood stained.”

“But that’s the only loose one I have left!” I threw it and it landed in another puddle that appeared and her jaw dropped. “You’re making those puddles!” I took a sip of tea and she stared at me with disbelief. “I gave you a feather, release me!”

“I want a clean one.” She bit her lip. She reached around and tried pulling out another one and yipped in pain. She stopped her lip trembling.

“It isn’t coming out.” She looked at me.

“I said I wanted a feather.” I growled. “If you can’t give me a clean feather to my liking then you aren’t allowed to fly.”

“Please, I need my wings!”

“Then give me a feather, a clean one to my liking, or no.” I set my cup down. She looked around for a few seconds, no pony was around. “Or how about this, ten blood feathers will be workable.” She stared at me. “Ten new ones of course, it doesn’t matter if they are covered in blood, and they have to be big ones.”

“I, please it hurts too much.”

“Exactly.” She paused.

“You attack me with all your friends, then you come to my face and tell me you are a rebel, and there is never a hope of making you see the light, then accuse me of crimes!” I grabbed her neck pulling her close to me. “You’re lucky I don’t rip off your wings off.” Tears went down her face as fear and panic finally went through her.

“Please,” she cried. “It hurts too much, my feathers just grew back, it’ll take me weeks before my feathers start becoming loose again.”

“Then that’s too bad, give me a feather I like, or ten of them, but you’re going to give me a feather if you want to fly again.”

“Please, something else, don’t make me take any more feathers, it hurts!”

“Dash,” I said slowly so she understood me clearly. “There is nothing I want from you, nothing I'll take from you, but your feathers, you were once my toy, I liked you, but then you got married. You no longer became clean enough to be my toy.” She gulped. “Now, I’m not messing around, give me a large, clean feather, or you won’t be allowed to fly.” She pushed back trembling.

“No,” she said with a knot in her throat. “I’m not going to play your sick game. I’m leaving.” She turned and started running but my guard grabbed her. She kicked around for only a few seconds and then started to breath fast panicking completely. My guard brought her back over to me.

“I didn’t say you could leave, and I didn’t say you had a choice. You will give me what I want, and since you so willingly disobeyed me, again. I want twenty feathers, and to assist you is one of my guards.” A guard walked over to her and she kicked at it, it grabbed her legs putting on black rings around them stopping her.

“STOP!” She screamed and my guard put a tongue guard in her mouth.

“Big ones, and make sure they are bloody.” Dash’s eyes went wide. “I want to taste her blood.” The ring around her wings made her left wing extend immobile. She screamed shaking her head no. “Do it slowly please.” A guard reached for her primary feathers and pulled out one. She screamed as blood ran down her wing.

“MMMMM!” She screamed. The guard took out the tongue guard. “Please, please let me clean that one!”

“Let’s see, if you give me one more, of your choice, I'll accept it.”

“Fine!” She was set down.

She cried pulling out a clean feather quickly stopping making sure not to drop the feather as her wing quivered in pain. She took both of them shaking and my guard undid the two rings on her legs.

She walked over to me, setting them on my lap. They were beautiful feathers, they were a crystal blue, glowed slightly, shined like glass, but still felt like a feather, and best of all hardly any blood.

“Lick clean.” I held up a feather, it dripped blood onto my lap. She started licking it and then sucking it cleaning it perfectly. I grabbed her mouth stopping her from spitting out the blood. “Enjoy the blood.” She swallowed it silently crying. “Now for the second one.” She whimpered as she cleaned it completely swallowing and coughing a bit of blood.

“Please.” She begged and I pet her lightly. I waved my hand over them and they glowed very bright white disappearing.

“Beautiful.” Tears went down her face and she smiled.

“So, you’ll take the ring off?”

“Nope, I said once you give me what I want, a few feathers aren’t the only thing I want from you, now that I think about it.” She backed up into a guard and looked at him. She went to the ground groveling at my feet.

“Please, no more!” She cried.

“You know, I’m wondering Dash, why? Why should I spare you? You know full well who I am and what I’ve done.”

“Please I’m a good pony!”

“I want you to tell me this, I will obey you no matter the order, and then you’ll obey the next order I give you, to prove to me that it wasn’t a lie.” She looked around for a few seconds shaking. “Now get up.” She got up breathing fast.

“I-I will.” She started to hyperventilate. “Obey.” I grabbed her throat.

“A complete sentence without stopping.” Her entire body convulsed, had it not been for the fact I was changing her chemistry, she would have had a seizure. “Now, start and say it correct.”

“I will.” He gasped and started crying. I chuckled feeling her face and her whole body trembled. “I will obey, you no matter, the order.”

“Lick that blood drop off the back of my hand and I'll accept that.” She did. “Now for your order.”

“But.” She flinched shutting up.

“Pluck a primary feather from the other wing.” She stared at me in horror and looked around seeing four of my guard plus one next to her. She had no chance to escape, and she knew I would take my feathers even if she refused. Her wing extended and she looked at it.

“I-I.” She grabbed the feather and pulled. She screamed dropping the large feather on the ground, blood turned her beautiful blue wings red with a ting of purple. She picked it up setting it on my lap.

“Clean.” She cleaned it as blood stained her other wing. I rubbed her face and the ring molded allowing her to move her wings, letting blood drip to the floor from her wing tips. She cried shaking. “Very good.” I waved my hand over it and it glowed brighter than the others disappearing.

“Can, can I go?” She asked with a sore throat.

“Fine.” She looked at the ring.

“The ring?”

“I said I would allow you to fly, I didn’t say I would take off the ring. That stays on a rebel like you. So that you don’t forget.” I pulled her close to me. “That if you ever disobey me again, I'll get my twenty feathers from you.” I kissed her head and she kept crying. “Now you may leave, but know if I ever call you, that you better come.”

She nodded and ran jumping trying to fly. She got about ten yards into the air and fell cracking two legs, she screamed in pain. She had lost too much blood, enough feathers, and including the blood dampening them, she couldn’t fly.

“No, no.” She said panicking as I got up smiling. She looked at me, trying to get up, but she had broken two legs making it impossible. “Please, no.” She begged as I got over to her and she rolled into a ball shaking.

“Oh Dash, you’ve broken two legs.” I grabbed one realigning it and she screamed. I healed it and she looked at me confused.

“No-no-no.” I grabbed the other one realigning it making her scream again and then healing it. She looked at her legs, the pain was gone. I turned her over on her back and she closed her eyes scared.

“Dash, look at me.” She opened her eyes looking at me. “Just know, that I own you, that nothing you can do, nowhere that you can go, will allow you to escape me. Now, I want.” She passed out. “You to go home.” I sighed. “Guard take her home and make sure she doesn’t bleed out.” The guard picked her up and flew off. I went back home.

Author's Notes:

oh I loved this one, Dash is such a strong character, almost makes my mouth water