Southern winds added thrust to their wings, jesting the travellers to their destination as they graced the clear skies. Golden feathers shimmered in the light, displaying the royalty of his race. With a stretching call, it echoed against the mountains. Leading the way, he darted along his company behind and sped straight to the crevice. Suddenly, the mountain quaked, tumbling rocks down, as a path showed itself from the wall and a minute later, the rocks moved and sealed the gap in-between. Like it never existed in the first place. The eagle stepped out of his company with his confident posture and tall figure, which brimmed of authority.  He lowered his head to a pail of water and quenched his thirst while the rest unloaded the cargo from the caravan. The locals, were beasts of various size, shape and species. The locals approached the caravan with a hospitable attitude and guided the travellers, after receiving an approving nod from their guardian, a l

“Ratchet! Ratchet! Ratchet!” in the dim lights, the beast crowds chanted while in the ring, a giant rat swiped his tails across and tripped the human to the bloodied floor. Before he could get up, Ratchet pulled him by the legs. "No! No please" Replying with a growl. Ratchet swinged him around and tossed him to the ropes. "Owch" The crowd howled in delight, seeing their enemy under his foot. Holding onto the ropes, the human struggled to move in time. Ratchet rushed to stamp his head. “Thud” A water shield appeared in-between. He growled and pushed his claws, cracks appeared on the shield. The human grunted and rolled out before the shield shattered into pieces.   In a flash, his grotesque hands grasped him by the torso and lifted him in the air. The man wiggled in his grip. The spectators hammered the stands with their feet. "Kill him! Kill him Kill! Kill" He threw the human in the air and pulled his legs. His muscles bulged and ripped h

Draven stepped out of the joint with loaded pockets and a small group of annoying fans. By now Draven was tired of his experience in the beast City, compare to the human cities, it a backward village in the country side. Even though it had a mystical charm, he missed the technology and Becky most of all. Draven pulled a beat by the tail, said "Hey, do you know where you can find mates?" The beast growled and turned around. Recognizing Draven, his expression softened, he said "If you want a mate, you can take my sister"  "No, I don't need a mate … I just want to find my friend. Are there any brothels?" "Hehe, sure let’s go with that"  Draven said "So, tell me, where is it?" The beast curled his trunk and itched his head and said "North, yeah... Go straight north and you will see plenty of brothels." "Okay"

*Bang*  Synthetic gunshot vibrated in the air, Draven took a glimpse of the dead critter, five meters off his left. Hector stiffened behind him, blurted, “What was that?”  Draven blinked. "Shouldn't you know?" Hector shook his head. "No, most of the time, I wasn’t allowed to join the hunting party so, I know little about humans and the outside world” Draven said “Anyway, that is the sound of a gun” “A gun? What is that?” Hector tilted his blue head. Draven paused and spoke. “You know, a weapon to kill." “You mean I can die!” his voice heightened in alertness like his raised feathers and leaned closer to Draven. His expression darkened, ‘What a smuck?’   Draven sighed "You won’t die… just stay close" "Yes, master"  Draven ignored him and crouched behind a tree trunk. Hector copied him and took cover behind the trees, which was impossible for his bo