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The Grand Marshal

We were told to prepare the way for the rest of Earth, no warning, just we were enjoying our lives and the next, in this brand new world. Many died on our journey as the Pioneers, but I did not I survived by some miracle. My real name is Luke, although in this world I am known as Dharen. I tried to avoid it, but I was forced onto the path of war. This is my story of how from nothing I helped restore the Imperium Draconis, and of how I became one of its most important leaders. As I became, The Grand Marshal

DragonRiderOfHell · Fantasie
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21 Chs

The Infirmary

"You are lucky, you know? So luck in fact! We barely are ever allowed to go to the infirmary, then again I do not think the instructors have ever been worried about someone having a broken bone from a training exercise before."

Justin could not stop bartering as they both walked or rather as he half carried Dharen through the hallways of the building that made their school.

"Not just this though man, you were awesome for real! I have never once, and I do mean that. Uh where was I? Oh yea, I have never once seen anyone nearly go toe to toe with Renna for so long in a fight. It was something else, and it is not just me, who is thinking like that, it was everyone one of us out there. Everything had come to a stop as we all started to watch the two of you."

Dharen just smiled softly at Justin as the two of them walked past the lecture halls, some of which were filled up with people, and others that were empty in comparison, none of them took their eyes off of the there Professor or books as they walked past though, no matter the amount of noise that was being made by Justin. It was like they could not hear them at all.

After walking past and through a couple more hallways they had made it to what Justin called the Infirmary. Inside it was empty, without anyone being inside. Justin helped Dharen down onto a chair before he then patted his shoulder and left, leaving Dharen inside alone.

Seeing as this was the infirmary Dharen could not help be curious at where the doctor or that of the nurse was meant to be, but there was no one here at all, it was just him.

The room was different as well, compared to the rest of the building. It was entirely in a white brick, with there being a row of beds behind him, that were separated by a white curtain. Though all of these beds were empty for the moment. Aside from that there were a few glass cabinets on the other side of the room, in which multiple tools and jars had been kept. Each one looked pristine and clean.

"Well, well. What do we have here?" A soft, flirtatious voice soon interrupted his thought process as he was looking around the room.

The owner of the voice in question stood in the doorway. She, like most of the room, wore white, though the long dress that she had seemed to be far too tight, it allowed him to easily see what her body looked like. 

He could not help but wonder at why she would be wearing such clothes if she were meant to be treating him and helping recover from his injuries.

The lady, after looking him up and down a few times, nodded to herself with a soft smile as she walked inside. Dharen, though, found himself completely unable to look away from her as she walked inside, as if he was captivated by her very presence. 

"So my dear, what seems to be the problem here? Why have you come to my place, hmm?"

She was now, leaning forwards slightly, as she had seemingly pulled a chair out of nowhere to sit in front of him. He though did not even register the magic that had been performed in front of him, still fully captivated by the lady.

"So, ma'am I was told to come here for any possible injury that I may have gained during a practice match in my class." 

The lady just smiled her head as she listened to him speak, her smile seemingly captivating his entire mind.

"Well, I must say that Renna. She really does not know how she should be treating a man like yourself does she?"

Dharen just nodded his head, unsure at what it was he should be saying to that, and at how she had known it was Renna who had done this to him, he had no idea what to do or reply at her knowing something that he had not said before, and it was not like she was there watching them.

"Now my dear, best we take these clothes off so that I can properly assess you right?" Dharen suddenly began to come to his senses, tried to stop her but with a small flick of her hands, he found that he was just in his underwear..

"That is better now, my name is Orchid by the way. Not that it matters to you however. Let us see." Then she carefully began to assess his knee as well as his gut at where he had been hit from the weapon that was used by Renna. 

She spoke to herself as she worked, prodding and pushing those points a couple asking if he could feel it, or if he only felt pain, to which he had answered in multiple depending on what it was that he could feel. '

Soon enough she had finished her diagnosis and then she made him drink some kind of grey liquid, which as he drank it he found that it tasted of chocolate cookies which surprised him, then he noticed all of the pain slowly disappearing as if it had never been there in the first place. 

"Well, that is now done at last. So what should I do with you next then? Maybe I should treat myself to a little taste, I am sure you would not mind right?" She said, as she smiled up at him coyly. This though made all of the hairs on his body stand up for some reason.

"I am sorry, but I was told I must go back to the training grounds as soon as I was healed by the instructors."

Orchid sighed at that, muttering to herself about something. Then she looked back at him without any trace of annoyance, she flicked her hands, making his clothes reappear on him.

"Well, you best be going then my dear. Just remember, I am always here waiting."

Nodding his head, he soon left feeling a bit of relief at how he was finally away from her. She seemed so much like a pervert that it scared him as to what would have happened if he had stayed there any longer.