Dragons Heart

by WhiteTone

Rating: mature
Tags: Adventure, Human, Alternate Universe
Length: 7400

Aron is a hunter, and not your normal everyday hunter...He specializes in the hunting of trolls, ogers, nymps, and much more. Despite this...he's dirt poor. He was ready to go to the extreme to help his wife, Scarlet, and daughter, Rose. With his

Wife being deathly sick, Aron ups his game, for the only medicine for her costs a large sum…more then he, his daughter, and his wife is worth; 200 pound shilling. He never guessed his journey for cash would bring him to the wartorn land of Equestria.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-05-26 06:40:02 UTC

Prologue

"I'm teelin' ye, laddy!" The drunk Scott yelled. He had ale running down his thick, long, red beard. His plump, red face matched his big, round body perfectly. His bald head would have caught the candle light, but his breastplate helmet was on. Fucking Vikings made me sick...drinking and going on about how bold they are. "Dragons as big as thee very fuckin' mountain!"

"I'm not interested in shit that's extinct..." I said. "The last dragon was killed in 1067...that ten years ago..." I took a swig of my ale, looking the fat, Scottish bastard in his eyes. "You've had more then enough to drink..."

"Listen 'ere ya wee bastad!" A wave of spit flew onto my face from his mouth. "This is my fifth! What about ye?! You're tenth!"

"I don't have the money to pay for that much of this shitty, overpriced ale...this is my first...I just sat down not too long ago then you went your...ramblings of dragons and seafaries..."

"SeaDRAGONS ye little shat!" He yelled.

"What ever...none of that exists...the last scaly beast over one pound was killed by Ludwig von...whatever..."

"Håkon The Dragon Slayer! The most brutal Viking of all time! He's still alive, but a storm did a good number on him! That's why we docked at this shatty town...no other reason but for thee whore house."

"That all you bloody Vikings think about? War, sex, and ale?" I sat back.

"You watch ye mouth ye little shat..before I punch ye right in it..." I got up and payed half pound shilling for my ale, not even finishing it. The chubby viking snatched it and gulped it all down.

I left, walking out into the muddy and snowy road. It was still raining, I pulled the hood of my dirty, ruined, black cloak over my head and quickly ran back to my little house a ways away from the town known as Provina. I sighed as I walked in.

"I'm back..." I said. I pulled my hood off and laid my cloak by the lit fireplace, letting it dry. Rose ran out to great me.

"Daddy!" I smiled.

"There's my little sweetums." I picked her up and hugged her. We came up with the name cause of her rose red hair. Also, she couldn't get enough of the flower. Her small, cute little face has a snow melting, bright smile. She was only five. "And how are you?"

"I'm good, but mommy is coughing more...did you hunt any trolls?"

"Daddy went out to try and get her help, but no, I couldn't find any. Besides, my troll hunting equipment isn't up to date." I put little Rosie down. I poked her in the belly and she giggled. "Put once I get it all fixed up, I will go out and maybe even find a drynimph and ask her where to find one." She giggled again.

"I like dryminphs, they're nice! They helped mommy with some magic in a bottle!"

"Yes they did, so if I find another, I'll ask for help again."

"Can you say hi to her for me?" I nodded.

"I will little Rose." I rustled her hair and she giggled, running off, singing a song about magic and castles.

I walked into the bedroom. "Honey...?" My wife responded with coughing.

"H...Hello...A...Aron..." I sat next to her, she was laying down. I pet her silk black hair.

"You look better..." She coughed more.

"Stop lying...I look like shit..." She looked at herself in the shard of mirror she had. I took it from her.

"Stop looking at yourself, it only hurts you more..." I looked at the shard. My reflection looked back at me. My green eyes, dirty, dirty black hair, and not to mention...the scars on my face. I put it down and looked into my wife's blue eyes. I put a hand on her cheek. "You'll get better...I promise..." She nodded. "Once I get the pounds we need..."

"Aron...rest at times...okay...? You haven't slept in two days..." I sighed.

"I'll try..."

"No...you'll do...now..." I laid next to her.

"Not here...I could get you sick..."

"The bug isn't contagious...it in your body...it's not gonna leave for me..." She sighed and coughed more. I laid back, closing my eyes and falling asleep.

The next morning I woke and took Rose outside to play with her friend, Erin. Me and Erin's father, Garret, were watching them play.

"Aron..." Garret said, scratching his beard. "First...you're clean shave every time I see you..."

"That's a problem...?" I asked.

"No...but with the things you do, girls will like you more if you have a beard..."

"I doubt that...and I'm married...besides, it gets in the way."

"Whatever...also...those Vikings...Håkon is hurt."

"I heard." I said.

"Well, what if you go help them and in return, they help you?" I looked at Garret. "Get the stuff for a healing potion then give it to them in return for the health of your wife."

"That's....actually a good idea. You watch the kids while I run out and do that?" He nodded. I got up and pulled the hood of my cloak over my head, walking into town, and down to the docks where the Vikings were. I tapped one of them on the shoulder. He turned and looked at me.

"The fuck ye want...?"

"My name is Aron Stone...I heard the news about Håkon The Dragon Slayer"

"What's it to ye."

"I wish to speak with him, I hunt the beasts of these lands. I'd be happy to help out with a potion of sorts."

"Why should I let ye talk to Håkon...?"

"Cause if you don't and he dies, you had the ability to let me talk to him and possible prevent his death."

"...Fuckin'...bloody..." He motioned for me to follow. He brought me to a whore house...of course. "He's in one of thee rooms. Tell them Magnus sent ye." I nodded, walking in. I felt dirty being in this place already. I looked at one of the girls. She winked at me and I continued walking. Of course....I listened for the room with the Scottish accent coming from it. I opened the door and walked in. There he was...Håkon himself. He pushed the girl off him and looked at me. He was...way taller then me and a hell of a lot stronger. His red beard and mustache hid the bottom half of his face. I noticed this to be common among the Vikings. His chest was extremely harry.

"The fuck ye think ye doi-"

"Magnus sent me." Håkon looked at me.

"...Proceed..." I took my hood off.

"I was told that you were injured in a storm?"

"Haven't been the same, laddy..."

"I could tell..." I looked at the girl who he was going at. She did have a nice body.

"What about it?"

"Well...my name is Aron Stone..."

"Why am I to care about your name, Mr. Stone...?"

"Well, most people around here know me."

"It's true~" The girl said. "That handsome guy hunts down trolls and all those other nasty beasts out there~"

"I payed ye to say that shat about me, not thee dirt poor bastad..."

"If I can continue..." I said. "I would be more then willing to help you with a potion made from troll fat and drynimph breast milk along with drynimph nectar. It shall heal you quickly and make you stronger then you were before."

"Then do et."

"For a price...I ran out of troll fat and I need more, meaning I have to hunt for more trolls. My equipment is lacking so I shall need new equipment. Aslo my gear, the stuff I'm wearing isn't the best. Trolls tend to love colder areas and Frost Trolls have more fat, meaning the better effects the potion will have."

"I supposed I could have some of my men get et for ye..."

"Also...my wife is infected with a bug...the potion I need is Dragon Heart potion, it is really expensive...but if I could find a Dragons Heart I can make it for less. I need one."

"Laddy...I can do the gear and equipment...but I can't get ye a Dragons Heart...there isn't anymore dragons left...but I might be able to get ye in touch with a Warlock..." When he pronounced the 'ck' I could hear the mucus rattle around in his throat.

"That will do. Once I get my gear, I will begin hunting right away."

"Good, tell me daughter, Astrid and one of my men, Olav to follow ye and ye get what ye need...now if ye excuse me...I have a cock warmer to fill up." He went back to fucking the girl as I left. I was about to but my hood back on when one of the whores stopped me.

"What's with the hood, handsome...~?"

"You mind...?"

"A bit..." She pressed her bare body against mine. "Why don't we go to a room...~?"

"I'm only here cause I needed to speak with someone...now if you'll excuse me..." I pushed her off and kept walking.

I left and grabbed the two Vikings that Håkon told me to grab and went to get my equipment. That was when I met Astrid. She looked beautiful as well, blond hair, blue eyes. Her accent wasn't as heavy as her fathers. I got new gear as well. I didn't get any new weapons, but Astrid told me not to worry, her father would be more then happy to give me some.

"We set up camp no too far from the town." She said. "Over thare." She pointed in the opposite direction of where my house was. She took me there. "We raided a goblin stronghold before the blastad storm hit. We got some weapons you can use." She took me to the barracks. I took my hood off and she took out a sword, long and thin...

"I uhh...think that's gonna be to light for me.."

"Just unsheathe it..." I did so. It instantly became shorter and thicker, fitting my style of swords play perfectly.

"Whoa...." I looked at it, there was characters all along the blade. "I don't suppose you can speak Goblish..?"

"What do I look like to ya?" I sheathed the blade, the sheathe was expanded and shortened. I fastened it to my side. She then produced two long, curved daggers. "They go to the back of your belt, crossed over." I fastened them to the shape of an 'X', then pulled them out. The one in my right hand had the blade pointed down, the other up. They were light, black and purple blades.

"These should be good..." I put them back. She took out a bow and empty quiver. She then produced a single arrow.

"This...is a dragon arrow...one of the sharpest there is..." She put it in the quiver.

"Just one..."

"That's all ya need. The quiver has a spell on it. You will never run out of them" She gave my the bow and quiver. I put them both on my back. "Now, go get the shit ya need then come back." I nodded, putting my hood back on and walking out. I went home first, the gear in my arms and the weapons on me. I walked into my house. Scarlet was on the couch, she looked over at me.

"Where did you get all that gear...?"

"Vikings." I said. "I have to do a job for them...once I do they will take me someplace where I might be able to get Dragon Heart." She nodded.

"How long will it take...?"

"How ever long it takes..." I hugged her. "I promise...it'll be quick..." I grabbed my gear got what else I needed and headed back out. First to the woods to find the Drynimphs. My gear would serve as my protection and an aid to my hunting/quest. I had a black, nose and mouth guard that not only served as a way to keep me warm, but also helped my breathing, making it so I could run faster farther, my grey hood and cloak kept me silent, and also just made me look even more badass. The rest of my clothing was grey as well, except the belts and buckles for my equipment. I headed about a mile out to the woods, walking to where they usually hung out.

After a bit of silence, I heard my name.

"Aron...is that you...?" I looked at the direction the voice came from. The voice was female, and I knew exactly who it was.

"Yeah it is, Elizabeth." She poked her head out from inside a tree, then walked out of it. Drynimphs are kinda like tree people, they live in them and are a tree themselves. Most of them were female but there was a male here and there. The male to female ratio was 1 to 50....yeah, weird huh? There isn't really much need for reproducing. They do live forever until they are killed. Elizabeth walked to me. She didn't have any clothing, the usual for Drynimphs. They had everything on display constantly.

"I didn't recognize you...you got new gear." She gave me a hug. Despite her being made of wood...it felt like flesh. She was nice and soft. "How's Scarlet?"

"She's hanging in there...I came here cause I need something."

"Naturally..."

"I need breast milk and nectar."

"I have both...but my nectar is more...in there...I haven't been too active so..." She blushed a bit.

"What about the others? "

They are all gone...something about Vikings." I nodded. "I could take you to my place...maybe you could get the nectar out of me?"

"I mean...I have Scarlet..."

"Aron...when is she gonna find out...?"

"I guess." She took my hand and walked back to the tree she came out of. She pulled me in and into her wooden house.  I looked around. "This is a...nice place..."

"Thanks, I worked hard on it. So, how much breast milk and nectar do you need?"

"One full bottle of each." She nodded. I handed her one and she put it to her breast, milking herself. I leaned against the wall and waited. Soon she had it filled. "Now nectar..."

"Yep..." She blushed a bit. I put a bottle on the table, sitting next to her. She sat back. "Just uhh..go slow at first..."

"I will.." She spread her legs. I put a finger on her vagina, causing her to shift a bit. I ran a finger up it, rubbing her clit a bit. She closed her eyes, her mouth open a bit. I rubbed more, putting two fingers into her slit and I began fingering her. She let out a gasp then a moan.

"A..Aron...~" She said, her eyes closed. I kept going. I rubbed harder and faster. Then she did the unexpected, she grabbed me and kissed me, moaning into my mouth. She held me close as I rubbed her clit and fingered her. I kissed back. She grabbed at my crotch...I let off, taking my gear off, undressing. She laid back and I got on top of her, I was already as hard as a rock. She bit her bottom lip as I put the tip of my penis to the entrance of her vagina. I slowly pushed it in, sliding all the way in. She held my shoulders, grunting a bit. Fuck she was tight...nice and silky as well, I felt amazing. I began thrusting, grunting a bit. She moaned out, wrapping her legs around my waist. I began picking up the speed, my tip rubbing against her walls and cervix with each thrust. She tightened up for me, it felt even better...~ I picked up the pace, going harder and faster, pounding away at her. "Aron~~!!" She moaned out louder, tightening up even more. I pounded harder and faster, grunting as I felt my pre leak out and smother itself all over the inside oh her walls and all over her cervix. "I'm gonna cum~~!"I kept going, pulling out last second and putting the bottle to her vagina as she squirted into it, almost filling it up. I put the stopper on it and set it down, going back to rutting her. I pounded harder and faster, grunting loudly. She moaned even louder, holding me close to her. Soon I came, moaning as I filled her with my cum. She moaned as well, panting. I pulled out once I had finished, panting and looking at her.

I got dressed after a while, putting my gear back on, Elizabeth was still laying on the cough, legs spread. "So..where are you going, now?"

"The mountains, I need troll fat..." I looked back at her, some of my cum was leaking from her slit. She wiped it up, a big glop of it on her fingers and she licked it off them.

"Mmm...you taste amazing~~" I chuckled a bit. "Maybe after this whole Dragon Heart thing you can come back and I'll do that mouth thing you humans love so much...~"

"That would be nice...~" I smirked. "I'll be here then."

"Hurry back." I grabbed the bottles and put them in my bag, she helped me leave. I began walking to the mountains, scaling them. The more I climbed, the harder it got. My leg slipped at on point and I almost fell. I regained my footing and kept climbing. Soon I got to the cave. I drew my sword, looking in the cave. I slowly walked in, looking around. I kicked a rock into the dark. There was shuffling then a groan. I backed up. Soon there was stumbling.

"Who....threw...rock..." The troll said.

"I did, you fat ugly bitch.."

"WHO...stupid human....I crush you!" I continued backing up. The troll emerging from the darkness of the cave he was twice my size, blue, ugly. I smirked a bit though my mesh nose and mouth guard. My hood on my head. "Stupid human..show face...so I can see pain in face when I crush!"

"Gonna have to work for that, bud." I dove to the side as he swung at me.

"Human fast...but not strong to take on Gorelug!"

"Well you're also stupid and easy to fool..." I smirked a bit. I ran at him, sliding under his legs. He bent over, looking in between them. I took my dagger and slashed at his eye, slicing it open. He yelled out in pain, holding his eye.

"HUMAN HURT EYE!!!!"

"Oh I'm gonna hurt a lot more. I sheathed my sword, taking the other dagger out. The one in my left hand facing up, the one in my right facing down. I ran at him, he swung at me blindly. I dove over his hand, rolling and stabbing he back of his leg. He yelled out kicking back, almost sending me off the mountain. I stood, watching as he ran at me. I waited til the last second to dive out of the way. He almost fell off. He swung at me. I stuck to his right side, the side with the eye I slashed open, which was now leaking a thick, goopy liquid. He yelled out and slammed his hand onto the ground where I was. I did a backflip to avoid it.

"Human quick...nimble...still no match!"

"I wouldn't say that." I dodged a punch to the ground and jumped onto his arm and did a front flip over him, slashing the top of his head, preforming a helmsplitter. Of course, troll heads are strong as hell, so I didn't do much. I quickly spun and slashed his achilles tendons. He fell forward, yelling out. He turned to face me, on his back. I jumped up and onto him, plunging my blade into his chest, piercing his heart. He yelled as I twisted. Eventually he stopped, not moving. I pulled my blade out, doing a backflip off him. I panted, looking at the body of the troll. I cleaned my sword of its green blood and put it away, taking my daggers out and cutting him open, getting a good amount of fat. Once I was done, I headed back down the mountain, Astrid was waiting for me.

"Ya get my fathers shit?"

"I need to make it..." I pulled my hood off and pulled my mesh guard down to my neck. "It might take a while, but I'll try."

She sighed. "Well, hurry up...he needs that potion..."

"Yeah, it takes a while, calm down..." I adjusted the bag on my shoulder. "I have the stuff I need, just need to make it."

"Hurry up..." She sighed. "My father is getting impatient..."

"Tell him to wait...I'll be ready soon." I headed back to my little house. I went to my potion room and began making the potion. It took a while, but I did it. I brought it back to Håkon. He was with a group of Vikings.

"Well look who et is." I held up the potion.

"I have the potion." He stanched it from me. "I hope you stay true to your word, as I did to mine." I drank it all, coughing a bit while he finished.

"Tastes like shat..."

"Troll fat mixed with all those other things gives it a decaying taste...I was gonna warn you but you took it and guzzled it down.."

"How long until et kicks in?"

"One, two minutes." He sighed, using the two Vikings for support. Eventually, he pushed them back, standing on his own.

"Lad...I feel so much better." He laughed. "Well Mr. Stone, you did et."

"As for your end of the bargain?"

"I'll do et, and much more." He put an arm around me and walked with me. "Lad, this is gonna be a long trip, so get what ye need."

"What do you mean...?"

"You are coming with up back home. Then after a while, we'll take ye to that Warlock!"

"Alright."

"Also...ye get me daughter for until you return."

"P...Pardon...?"

"You heard me, the trip there, to the warlock, and back, ye get me daughter."

"I don't...understa-"

"Ye can fuck and kiss 'er, maybe even give 'er a child, I need a son, and all these Vikings are stupid...no offence to them. I want I nice, strong, smart young lad, like ye. Just be careful with 'er...she's still a virgin." He patted my back. "Back, yer bags, we leave at sundown." I nodded and went back to my house, telling my wife and kid I'd be gone for a while, maybe even up to two years, The Vikings live a while away, with the added trip of the warlock, who knew how long it would take? I grabbed the stuff I needed and headed back to the ships. Astrid was talking with some other female Vikings, her axe on her hip. She looked over at me and kept talking with them. I went over to Håkon.

"I'm ready." He nodded.

"Then let us go." He gathered all the Vikings to the ship, we all got on. I climbed up and stood on the mast as we sailed off. The cape on my cloak swinging with the wind. Little did I know, what would happen on this trip. Little did I know...my trip would go as far south as the way it did. Little did I know, this would be the trip, where I found Equestria.

Chapter 1

I was sitting on the figurehead, watching the sea. The wind flowing through my hair, the sea water spraying onto my face, I liked it.

"Aron?! Where's Aron?!" I looked back and jumped off the dragon figurehead, looking at Håkon.

"What is it?" I asked.

"We are docking soon, so we can all rest, this longship isn't the best for long travels." I nodded. Soon we saw land, a small island town. We docked and got off the boat. Astrid looked over at me. I pulled my hood off. She put a hand on my shoulder.

"Aron..." I looked at her. "My...father told you about me...right..?" I nodded. "Good...just making sure."

"I'm going for a walk around town." She nodded.

"We'll set up our tent, then." I continued walking. I went into the bar, surprise surprise, some Vikings were already there. I sat down. That's when I overheard it.

"I'm telling you! They were horses!" I looked over. There was a man, he looked like shit. Must have been a shipwreck survivor.

"You're full of it! You drunk!" Some men laughed. "Horses took over your ship and killed your captain? Then left you to die?!" They laughed again.

"I'm telling the truth! You'll see...you'll all see!!" I shook my head. After a while I headed back to where we had set up camp. Astrid was again, talking to those girls. She looked at me again.

"Aron, over here." I walked over to her.

"What do you need?"

"Our tent is the one far back to the right." I nodded. "Tomorrow we pack up and go for another week until we dock again." I nodded. I walked off, sitting in the center of the tents where the rest of the Vikings were. At night, we all talked, shared stories of stuff we did.

"What about ye, Aron?" Håkon asked me. "What was the greatest thing ye've killed?'

"Uh...I believe it was a Nayid."

"A Nayid?! I've fucked one and here you are killing one?!"

"I doubt you did, their sharp teeth, devilish attitude."

"We'll she was human..."

"I managed to kill one while she was still in the water, I needed the scales for a potion." I yawned. "I'm going to sleep, we are getting up early tomorrow anyway." I got up, heading to my tent. I walked in and...holy hell.

Astrid was laying on the bed in the most seductive pose I had ever seen. She were wearing small, thin undergarments. I couldn't take my eyes off her. She smirked, standing and strutting over to me. I gulped a bit, watching her hips move side to side.

"Hey Aron~" Her tone of voice...the look in her eyes...she was absolutely sexy. "I've been keeping the bed warm~" She pressed herself against me. She pulled my hood off.

"Y...Yeah...?" I held her waist, looking at her. She smirked more.

"I've been waiting for a while now, wanting you to return so you can take me~" The way she said 'take me' was the hottest thing I've ever heard. Her accent made it sound even sexier. I couldn't control myself, I grabbed her sides and kissed her, closing my eyes. She closed hers and kissed back. "Mmmph...~" She undid the buttons on my shoulders for my cloak. I let off and helped her undress me. "Such a big boy~" She groped my balls. She pushed me back into the bed. I fell on it, looking at her. She got ontop of me, taking her small top off, revealing her amazing rack. She undid the bow on one side of her panties, untying them and taking them off. She bit her bottom lip, looking down at me. She began grinding against my shaft. I held her waist, grunting a bit.

"I..I thought your father said you were a virgin...~"

"I am...but I was talking with some friends...they told me how to really pleasure a man...~" She took my erect penis in her hand. "Also...I was trying to find out good potions so....I kinda bled...hope you don't mind...~"

"Not at all~" She looked at me, smirking. She slid down onto my shaft, letting out a gasp of pleasure.

"Ohhh...fuck...~" She put her hands on my chest, sliding up and down on my cock. I grunted a bit as she gyrated her hips as she rode me. She moaned a bit, keeping eye contact with me, biting her bottom lip. Added to her bedroom eyes, she was one big steaming, hot pile of sexy. I sat up, pressing my bare chest to hers, holding her close to me. We both grunted, looking at each other. She tightened her pussy, causing me to grunt more. "Like that~?" I nodded. She looked me the the eyes as she rode me. We both grunted. I kissed her and rolled over so I was on top. I began pounding away at her. She moaned loudly, looking up and me. I grunted, about to blow my load. She moaned even louder, looking up at me. "F...Fill me up..~!" He pulled back and rammed in, blowing my load in her, moaning out.

She panted, looking up at me. "Oh...Aron...~" I pulled out, moaning a bit more, panting. She hugged me close to her and I pulled the covers over us. We passed out in each others arms. This happened for the next couple weeks. We'd dock, make camp, then at sundown, me and Astrid fucked. She got better and better at pleasuring me...better then my wife. After a couple months, we reached their homeland. I exited, looking around. Vikings everywhere. Astrid walked next to me. "Come on, it's almost nightfall, let us go to the dining hall..." I followed her, hood and mesh guard on. She looked over to me. "Come on...no need to hide your handsome face..." She pulled my hood off and I pulled my guard down. "There. much better.." She kissed me and I kissed back. We kept walking to the mess hall. Vikings sitting everywhere, eating like pigs. Food all over the place. Håkon stood up, yelling out. They all stopped and looked over. Me and Astrid sat down.

"Listen up!" He said. "I have returned from my long voyage with a guest! Aron Stone, stand!" I did so. "This is Aron! He is the reason I am still 'ere today! I was injured in a storm! Aron give me a potion to help me get better, so that I may return! So I present Aron with a gift! Bring forth the shield!" A Viking stood and left to get it. "Aron, Astrid, get up here ye two!" We looked at eachother and Astrid stood. We walked over to him. "My daughter Astrid, as we all know, is with Aron until he returns home, but, because of what has happened, he may be staying for a lot longer!" I looked at him, confused a bit.

"What do you mean...?" I asked

"Father...I was gonna tell him..." Astrid said.

"Tell me what...?"

"Aron...." Astrid said. "I haven't bled in a while..." I looked at her. "Father thinks I am with child."

"My daughter, Astrid, is with child! Put in her by Aron! Although he is not a Viking like we, he is a good, strong lad! Together, they should be raising a true warrior!" Shouting and yelling in joy filled the mess hall. The Viking that had left came back, holding some gold arm brace. He held it to Håkon, who took it. He gave it to me. "Aron...this is the best gift I could give ye. Treat it well." I took it and put it on my right arm. It only covered my arm....what kind of shield was this...? "Clench ye fist, laddy! We all are waiting" I did so. The rest of the shield spun out, forming a full one.

"Whoa...." I looked at it. There were carvings of dragons on it, although it was just painted to look gold, it was a cool looking one none the less. I let go and clenched again. It split in half and opened up more, forming a half body shield. More cheering. I let go and it went back  to its normal circle form then spun the other way, becoming an arm shield again. "Håkon I....I don't know how to thank you..."

"No need, laddy...although ye don't look like us, you are one of us now..." I smiled a bit.

"Thanks..." Astrid hugged my arm, smiling.

"From now on, you shall be Aron the Dragon!" More cheering and shouting. I looked at the crowd of Vikings, my new friends....my new family. We ate, drank, and had fun all together. I don't remember too much about what happened, I was too drunk. The next day I woke naked next to Astrid. My hear hurt like hell. I sat up, holding it.

"Fuck..." She groaned.

"Shh..my fuckin' head..." I got up, getting dressed. Astrid looked at me, still naked. "Aron..."

"Yeah...?" She got up, hugging me.

"I was trying to find a good time to tell you...about the child..." I hugged back.

"It's fine...I'm still happy that you are with." She smiled a bit and kissed me. I kissed back, holding her ass. The door opened, she pressed herself against me to hide her breasts, looking at the door.

"Oops...sorry..." It was some Viking.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Aron, we set sail soon...just letting ye know." I nodded. He slowly backed out and closed the door. She let off me, getting dressed.

"I'm coming with you, just so you know...just cause I'm with child doesn't mean I'm not able to do shit..." I nodded. I waited and we walked out together. Håkon was waiting for us.

"You two got even more drunk then I did..." He chuckled. "Aron, ye ready to get that warlock?" I nodded.

"More then ever." I said.

"Then let us go." We bored and set sail. I went out on the figure head, looking out over the sea. After about a day of travel, I saw something in the distance...storm clouds.

"Hey!" I looked back, standing. "Storm ahead!"

"Nothing, we can't handle!" Håkon shouted. I got back on deck, looking at the storm approaching. Soon it was on top of us. The roaring of the wind blew my hood back, the cape on my cloak blowing around rapidly. I looked around, Astrid was looking over the edge.

"Mermaids..." I looked over where she was. She was right, they were swimming along side us. They jumped up, looking at us and splashing back down into the water. They kept doing it over and over.

"Whats gotten into them...?" One jumped up, signaling to turn back the splashing back down into the icy cold water. I looked ahead, nothing. "Maybe the storm is just messing with them..." I looked back down, they swam off...fast. There was a noise I had never heard before...almost like a roar. Something hit the boat....something big. I almost fell over. I looked back over the edge, I caught a glimpse of something long, snake like swimming down.

"Aron...did you see that...?!" I nodded, she turned back and shouted. "SEADRAGON!!!!"

"Impo-" Håkon was cut off by a massive roar. I covered my ears. Something emerged out of the water to the side of us. I looked over....she was right....a Seadragon. It was huge It had red and blue scales and webbing around its neck. It's elongated snout was filled with razor sharp teeth. I backed up, looking at it. It roared again, I could smell its breath...I gagged. "SHIT!!! SEADRAGON!!!!"  It went back under, hitting the ship good as went under, the scales on its back sliced through the deck. I fell back, quickly getting back up. Håkon drew his battle axe. I looked over the other side, looking for it...there was a ship off in the distance...one I have never seen before. I pointed out to it.

"LOOK!" I shouted.

"LIGHT THE LAMPS!!!" Håkon shouted. "WE GOT HELP!!!" Vikings lit the lamps, making our ship easier to spot. The beast rammed against the ship again. I fell back, quickly getting back up.

"WE WON'T BE ABLE TO TAKE MUCH MORE!!!" I shouted.

"NO NEED!" Håkon shouted. "THE SHIP IS COMING THIS WAY!" I looked over, sure enough, the ship was getting closer. The dragon surfaced again. I backed up as it roared and thrust its head forward, snatching a Viking up, biting him in half. His lower half still on board. I looked back at the ship.

"Uhh....Håkon..." I pointed at the ship. "It's coming right at us..."

"That's the poi-"

"No...I mean RIGHT at us!" He looked at it. "BRACE!!!" I shouted. The ship collided with ours. I fell back, hitting my head on the deck. I heard shouting coming from the other ship. I pulled myself to my feet.

"GET READY MEN!!!" Håkon shouted. "WE GOT A FIGHT!!!" I drew my sword and extended my shield once.

That was then they started boarding us. They jumped from their ship to ours....what they were...made me stop dead. Horses...small horses. I pulled my hood over my head. They ran on their hindlegs with swords and shields. They stood almost as tall as us. I blocked an attack with my shield. I rolled to the side and behind him, jumping up and slashing my blade down on its back. The pony fell and I stabbed my sword into its back, right where it's heart should be. I did a backflip off it, blocking another attack with my sword. More and more continued to flood onto our ship. The dragon struck the ship again. I rammed my shield into one, breaking his deference, then flipping over him, preforming a helm spliter. I turned and slashed him across the back, knocking him forward. I looked at Astrid, who beheaded one with her axe. One dropped down onto the ship. He was a lot bigger then the res. He wore a red cape with black leopard spots on it, along with a crown. He had a horn that at the tip was red. Black mane, dark grey coat of fur. He had some sort of...aurora from his eyes. His horn lit and I was thrust back into the mast. I hit my head against it and blacked out. When I awoke, I was being thrown, the sound of metal grinding against stone, then the jingling of keys, then 'clop clop clop clop clop' I groaned, slowly pulling myself to my feet. I fell to my knees. I sat and fell back.

"Aron....?" I looked to the corner of the room. Astrid was sitting there, looking at me. She looked like shit. She had a bruse over her eye, cuts on her face. I tried getting back up. She made her way over to my, helping me sit. I looked at her, then at her stomach. Her stomach was exposed....a huge bruise covering it.

"I...I'll kill them..." I said. "All of them..." I felt around my head, the back of it hurt badly. I was still in my clothing, cloak and all, but all my weapons and my shield were gone. I groaned a bit. I looked around. We were in some type of cell.

"Aron...take it easy...you've been out for a couple days now..."

"W...Where are we...?" I asked.

"Canterlot Castle...." A voice from the cell next to us said. I looked over. "Or...now Sombra's Prison Camp..." There was another pony. Fur of light blue, rainbow mane...kinda odd. She had wings as well, witch were bound. I stood, with Astrid's help.

"S...Who...?" I asked. The pony looked at me.

"Sombra....King Sombra now..." She looked down. "After her overthrew Celestia and Luna with the dragons...he forced them to surrender the crowns, now he is king...at least...once he marries Twilight..." She hit the ground. "And I couldn't do anything about it..." I leaned against the prison bars, shaking them a bit.

"I'm sorry....but I don't understand..." Astrid said.

"Well, Celestia and Luna used to rule Equestria...then everything changed when Sombra attacked." I looked at Astrid, then back at the multi-colored pony. She stood and looked at us. "He plans to take over the Crystal Empire, then marry Princess Twilight Sparkle to become King of Equestria...then something tells me their honeymoon was include her death...so he will be the lone ruler..." She sighed. "Me and the others tried to stop him using the Elements Of Harmony, but he had back up and split us up...we were useless..."

I looked back at Astrid.

"Astrid...your father....where is he?" She looked at me. "Where's Håkon?!"

"Somewhere here....but he was hurt badly..." She held her stomach.

"Who..?" The pony asked.

"Håkon the Dragon Slayer...one of the most feared Vikings of all time. He killed a dragon with his bare hands one time, if the stories are true."

"Then...you humans brought hope!" She lit up. "We need to get out of here! We need to find him, now! Soon we will be let out and brought to the fields. There we are forced to dig and break open rocks...looking for something, but they wont tell us what. We can find him there and work out a plan!" I nodded.

"Sounds good...I could use the excuse of making a potion to fix Astrid and him up.

"Aron..." Astrid said.

"Yeah, that will buy us more time!" The pony said.

"Aron...!" Astrid said again.

"What if we were to-" I was cut off.

"ARON!" I looked at Astrid. "Aron...can we talk...?" I walked over to her.

"What is it?" She sighed, sniffing at bit.

"Aron...one of them bucked me hard in the gut...they..." Oh shit...I looked at her stomach. I placed a hand on it.

"So...o...our..." She sniffed again. "I...it...s....dead...?" She nodded. I backed up. "I...I..."

"They said they could smell the child...so to make it easier for me to work they..." I clenched my fists. Those fucks would pay for what they did.

"I'll kill them...all of them..." There was the clop of hooves on stone. I felt myself unable to move. Some guard opened the door. He walked to us, binding our feet with chains. He tied our hands behind out backs.

"Let's move...now!" He pulled us forward, against my will, I walked forth. Soon her had racked up a majority of prisoners, including me, Astrid, and that pony. We walked out to the fields. Ponies everywhere, making it easy to spot Håkon. There were only a couple other humans there. We were untied and unchained, pickspades thrust into our hands and told to dig. I made my way over to Håkon. I began digging next to him, as did Astrid and the blue pony.

"Håkon," I said. "We need to get out of here..."

"Really, laddy? I kind of liked it 'ere." He spat. "The food is shat, the bloody horses are wee little bastads, and I love being chained up to thee wall." I lifted the shovel part of my tool and slammed it into the ground. I began to dig.

"I know...but we may be able to plan...then escape..." He looked at me, then the pony.

"It into thas as weel?"

"I'm a mare...ya know...not an it...and I have a name..."

"Then tell me yee fuckin'-"

"Father..." Astrid stopped him.

"Feen...feen..." He sighed.

"My name is Dash...Rainbow Dash..." I nodded.

"Nice to meet you, Rainbow Dash..." I said. "I'm Aron Stone, This is Astrid, and her father, Håkon the Dragon Slayer." Dash nodded. She looked at someponies.

"Those are my friends, over there." She pointed to a group of ponies, working. "They could help, if they want....Rarity is a bit...anti-violence, same with Fluttershy..."

"All these kiddy names...." Håkon said. "I'm gonna end me life..." I reached a rock, I broke it in half with the pick.

"And all the names you have sounds like you're choking when you say them..." I looked at her.

"Dash...I wouldn't fuck with him...trust me...Dragons with bare hands..." She looked at him then quickly kept working. Some pony walked over to us. Orange fur, a blond mane and tail. She looked at Dash.

"Dash..." She had a bit of an accent to her tone of voice.

"Applejack...come here..." I looked at the pony she called Applejack.

"This one of your friends, Dash?" I asked. She nodded. "Start digging...don't make eye contact as you talk..." She did. "We are gonna get out of here...we just need a plan..." She nodded. A guard walked to us. I shut up and kept digging.

"Come on you animals....work harder..!" I didn't speak, I kept digging. He left, going to another group.

"We need to get to the armory...they might have our stuff there..." Astrid nodded.

"Those fucking assholes will pay..."

"Aron...Astrid told yee about thee child..right...?"

"Yeah..." I sighed.

"I'm sorry..." He looked down.

"What about ah...child...?" Applejack asked.

"Astrid was carrying her and my child...one of the guards kicked her in the stomach, killing it so she could work more..." She didn't say anything else.

"Wow..." Dash said. "I..."

"Enough talk about 'et." Håkon said. "Leet's just plan..."

We did just that.