Bakugo was a proud warrior, his family known across the lands for their might and their strength. They're known for the sacrifices they've given to their Kingdom as guards and knights, and for their loyalty to the crown. They're also known for their long line of pure bred alphas, never failing to make a successful child out of them.

What they're not known for: is being captured.

And thats exactly what Bakugo let happen.

"If you kill him, then I slice this childs neck."

It was only him, no one else to be found. Dragons were attacking a small cabin somewhere in the woods, and the young warrior just happened to be taking a break from his duties when he heard a young girls shrill yell.

It was the doing of three dragons this time, two females and a male. They'd already killed the father and the eldest son of this small family of four, the mother and little girl screaming for help.

Bakugo had come as fast as he could, slicing one of the dragons heads off clean, fighting the other two off.

The dragon sightings as of late had multiplied significantly. There's been atleast 6 sightings every week, and he had found himself fighting the creatures- that were atleast three times his size or bigger- away from the villages probably two or three times a week.

But now... Now as he stands here, holding a sword against a green scaly dragons neck...

He finds himself in a bind. The young girl that he was protecting had been swiped away from her terrified mother, the young child of no more than four trying to make a run for her dead brother next to the well.

Bakugo stares into the eyes of a violet scaled dragon, her sharp green eyes staring bullets into his as her tongue slips out in a snake like fashion. The warrior stares back, wishing he could find a way out of this. But he can't. He's the only one here that's willing to fight, the mother so terrified that she sits behind a tree and doesn't even call out for her daughter to come back. He swallows, heart thundering with adrenaline and body poised to fight as he holds the green drgon down.

"You let my mate go." The female dragon hisses, and Bakugo feels his own crimson eyes widen as those sharp black talons begin to sink into the wailing childs neck.

"Put her down first." He says back, watching as the little girls baby blue eyes stare at him like he's her only hope.

Well, he is, right now he is at least.

"No." The female hisses, shifting her weight,"Let him go first."

"Fine." Bakugo licks his lips, tasting the irony blood of a dragon on his lips,"At the same time then. On three."

"One..." Her sharp green eyes lock onto the green dragons as she leans down to let the child go,"Two..."

"Three!" Bakugo yells amd lets go if the male dragons head just as those sharp talons let go of the baby girl. She wails, screaming as she runs to her mother whom has her arms held out.

But... There's always a catch, isn't there?

Bakugo grunts as he's slammed to the ground, his sword clanging as its ripped from its holster. He snarls, trying to roll but the dragons large foot holds him down with ease.

"Well, well, well." The female dragon giggles, leaning down and hissing in the blonds face,"Looky at what we've caught dearest."

Bakugo looks at the woman still standing there, clutching her child close. He waves his hand, what little he can, urging her to run and get help or to hide away where she can't be found. She runs, and he doesn't see where she goes. He's just happy they got away.

"We've caught ourselves a Bakugo warrior." She chuckles, clapping her talons together delightedly,"Oh, our king will love this gift so much better than those ugly women! And my, my..." She leans down, sharp claw scratching beneath his chin. Bakugo snarls at her, trying to twist his head from the disgusting touch. These fucking bastards,"Look at how handsome he is, too. Feisty little thing, isn't he?"

"Certainly is." The green dragon replies deeply, a sharp contrast from his mates ear piercing, annoying voice.

"Knock him out dear, that way you don't drop him on our way there."

"Yes sweetheart."

Bakugo goes wide eyed, twisting wildly beneath the male dragons claws. He gasps as his skin rips on a sharp talon, blood gushing from his forearm.

Fuck-

Slam!