¨These colors are always so beautiful.~¨ the metadra calmly thought as he watched the beautiful swirling colors that one would almost always see when engaging in dimensional crossing. Although as he watched the colors suddenly turn black his thoughts quickly changed to something a bit more panicked. ¨Oh shit that is not supposed to happen!~¨ After what felt like at least five minutes of that darkness the metadra suddenly found himself looking up at a beautiful, bright blue, and cloudless sky, he found himself falling through the air. Quickly turning in the air, the large male was greeted by the sight of him rushing toward the ground. As he fell Myrval let out a loud ¨Oh shit!¨

A few seconds later the metadra got the wind knocked out of him as he impacted with a branch of a pine tree. The metadra´s eyes bugged out a bit as this happened. A few moments later Myrval felt himself starting to slide off the branch and as he did he quickly grabbed onto the limb of the tree with his secondary paws using these to pull him up onto the limb. Once he had himself situated he looked down to see how far he was from the ground and at seeing he was about sixty feet from the ground he said ¨Okay..it should not be too hard to get down from here..just have to be careful.¨ a few moments later as the metadra was catching his breath he heard the branch underneath him starting to crack and as he thought to himself ¨Oh shit.~¨ he once again found himself falling through the air as the branch underneath him broke.

Within a matter of seconds, Myrval found himself crossing the sixty-foot distance between him and the ground. Only having seconds to think he quickly pushed the branch out from under him knowing that he was much more likely to get hurt if he landed on top of the hard limb. ¨I have to protect my vitals.~¨ the metadra quickly thought once he had pushed the branch away from him. As he thought this he quickly turned around in the air before bringing his primary arms in so that they are in front of his torso the metadra then did the same with his secondary arms as he will also curl his legs in towards his torso. As he did this he heard the loud crash signaling that the limb of the tree had hit the ground and less than five seconds after this happened Myrval hit the ground with a thud; the impact was fairly quiet when compared to the one that happened a few seconds earlier.

Laying there for a few moments the metadra thought to himself ¨Ow...that hurt..¨ he would then uncurl beginning to sit up and a few moments after he did, the metadra remembered his device. ¨Shit where did it go?~¨ the metadra thought while looking around for the device. At seeing it roughly five feet away from him the metadra quickly got up and walked over to it and grab it, he would look around trying to figure out where he was. ¨This is definitely not garsonox.~¨ the large male thought as he looked around and saw that he was in a clearing of trees.

After performing a sweep of the clearing and determining that there was nothing particularly dangerous he went over to a nearby rock and took a seat on it. ¨Good I don't see anything dangerous..that means I should be able to start recalibrating and fixing this damn thing.~¨ he thought as he began messing with the device that brought him here by accident. Not really thinking about the possibility of predators, Myrval ended up getting absorbed in his tinkering.

About five minutes later Myrval happened to hear a branch snap behind him, his mind racing as he thought, ¨Oh shit I forgot to pay attention to my surroundings.~¨ As he started to get up he felt a prick in his right shoulder looking over to see it to be what looked like a dart. Quickly pulling it out he attempted to jump up so that he could turn around and face the individual who shot him with the dart, and just after getting up the metadra suddenly started to feel very weak and lightheaded, collapsing to his knees with a thud. ¨Damn..it must have been a sleeping dart that they hit me with.~¨ were Myrval´s last thoughts before he passed out.

¨Ugg..my head..~¨ the metadra thought groggily as he attempted to open his eyes, and upon doing so he quickly found that he was blindfolded. Feeling a spark of panic go through him at not being able to see anything he would struggle for a moment. Found that all of his limbs had been bound up as well. At this he tried to ask ¨What in the hell?~¨ only to discover that in addition to being bound up, whoever had bound him had the forethought to also gag him. Taking a deep breath as he felt himself starting to panic he forced himself to calm down. ¨Alright Myrval let's calm down so that we can think about this situation..this person, or possibly persons, that knocked me out are clearly not new to this sort of thing as not only did they know exactly where to hit for the drug on that dart to act as fast as possible. they also made sure not to leave any easy openings for me to get free and escape..~¨

The metadra´s stream of thoughts would then be interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps. ¨Judging on the sound I would guess that there are two of them..the steps sound light but also have a mix of a nervous and confident gate..¨ as Myrval thought that he would also start to hear two voices. Stopping his train of rapidly racing thoughts he would begin listening two the pair´s conversation. His ears swiveled towards them in an attempt to hear as much as possible.

¨So this is the extra one you were telling me about?¨ During the few seconds where no one was speaking Myrval thought to himself, ¨That person who spoke sounds like a woman..perhaps in her late twenties- early thirties.~¨ Just after this thought ran through the large male´s mind he heard another voice say ¨That is correct, I found it near my campsite, it was just sitting out in the open not paying attention to its surroundings. I figured it would not hurt to grab him since he looks like he would make a good worker.¨ as he heard the two of them stop in front of him he thought, ¨That second voice sounded like it belonged to an older male..maybe in his late forties- early fifties.~¨ He then heard the woman say ¨It also looks like it would be a great breeder considering that package it has.¨ at this he would feel a hand touch his sheath causing him to let out a deep and threatening growl. As soon as he did this he heard the male say ¨Tisk tisk..good slaves dont growl at their master's touch.¨ Before Myrval suddenly received a hard and painful shock from something around his neck. This caused him to let out a muffled yelp of pain as he was not expecting to be shocked. He then heard the same voice¨That is what you will get every time you misbehave slave..and dont bother struggling or trying to attack us..each time you do that collar will shock you.¨ As the male said this Myrval had already begun testing his bonds, receiving another shock as a reward for his efforts. Although instead of letting out a yelp of pain he let out another growl as he would begin trying to break the bonds on his secondary arms, and as he did the woman would say ¨Turn up the power-up, that amount of shock, clearly it is not enough to keep it in check.¨

Just a couple of seconds after the woman said this he received a more powerful shock, this one a good bit more painful than the previous ones. Although once again instead of yelping and stopping he just let out another growl as he quickly converted the pain that the shocks were inflicting into anger using this to help him break the chains holding his secondary and primary arms. ¨Oh shit..he is not stopping..quick use the collar to knock him out!" the woman sounded a bit panicked, and on his third attempt he was given a shock that would have most likely caused a normal person to blackout due to the pain, but due to Myrval being from an alternate dimension he was just barely able to push through this. Managing to break his bonds on the third attempt, he quickly went to grab the two individuals in front of him with his secondary arms intent on snapping their necks but just before he was able to he was given the hardest shock the collar was able to give, this knocking Myrval unconscious due to the pain it caused.

Obedience Training

¨Everything hurts..~¨ Myrval thought sluggishly as his body would try to move some, and upon trying to move he quickly found himself incapable of doing so. Opening his eyes he found that he no longer was wearing a blindfold. ¨At least they took the blindfold off of me. I guess I should take the chance to look around before something happens..¨ First looking at how he was bound he saw that his primary arms had been bound above his head while his secondary arms were each bound and held out to his sides. His ankles were also bound so that his legs were spread apart. Testing the chains he quickly found that he did not have any movement, except in his tail, and for some reason, the limb was responding way slower than it was supposed to. Breathing deeply he then took a look at the chains having noticed that they were covered in runes as he looked at them. The metadra´s still somewhat sluggish mind, taking several moments to recognize that the runes were for an enchantment of unbreaking, meaning that he most likely would not be able to break these chains.

Upon determining this the metadra started looking around at his surroundings, seeing that he was in the middle of what appeared to be in the middle of some sort of camp. ¨I think I have an idea of who these people might be, but I really hope that I am wrong.~¨ Hearing a few low groans right side he would look over and see that there were at least half a dozen others all of them in similar positions to him. He then saw a group of Slavers approaching him. He counted a total of 6 of them, two of them were humans and the others were what he recognized as orcs. "The orcs must be the ones that these idiots expect to keep me under control while those two humans try to break me..smart but that is not going to work.~" the metadra thought as the group approached him.

As the group drew closer Myrval realized that the orcs were actually slaves themselves. This was apparent to him due to them being dressed in rags and them sharing the same iron slave collar as the many other slaves that he had seen. As the group got even closer he pushed the stream of rapidly racing thoughts out of his mind so that he could listen to what they were saying, "What in the realms is that thing?" he heard one of the humans ask as they looked at him. "No clue, one of our teams found him in the middle of the woods just three leagues from here. So they decided to grab him." the other human replied. At this the one who spoke first would then ask "Well then how in the hell are we supposed to break him before the auction then?" at this the other one shrugged before saying "No clue but we will figure out a way." the other one said before they both looked at the orcs saying "Pick up his pedestal and carry him to the training room." as the pair of humans said this, Myrval thought to himself "As if there is a snowball's chance in the infernal realm that I am going to let you fools break me.~"

As the orcs approached him to pick up his pedestal he let out a deep threatening growl, although a few moments later a painful shock would course through his body causing him to jump and for his growling to quickly stop. Along with that when he started growling two of the orcs froze up for a second, but seeing Myrval get shocked along with the hum of their own collars activating gave the pair of orcs all the incentive they needed to continue approaching him and follow the order. The four orcs proceeded to pick up Myrval's pedestal, and as soon as they all had a firm grip on it they began carrying him over to what appeared to be a large stone structure, and as they set him down in the middle of the room Myrval got a sinking feeling in his gut that confirmed to him that he was about to have a very bad next couple of weeks.

Over the next few weeks, Myrval learned that those slavers 'obedience training' consisted of the pair of humans using him for their own pleasure along with administering frequent but also irregular beatings and whippings to him. They also would not let him eat or drink anything and would not let him sleep at all either. However, despite all of this Myrval remained unbroken and just as steadfast in his mental state as he was before, although after the first few days he started to pretend to be broken so that he could get the pair of humans to lower their guard only to lash out at them as soon as he saw an opportunity to cause them harm. This led to him receiving harsher and more frequent beatings and whippings, some of these leading to him being left barely conscious by the end of them. Which was exactly what Myrval wanted as he wanted them to kill him so that they would not be able to sell him at auction, although this was ruined on the fourth day as the pair of humans brought in a shaman who would from that point on heal Myrval after every session.

Near the end of the second week of 'obedience training,' he happened to overhear the pair of humans talking about how the auction was coming up on Tuesday of the next week. This told Myrval that he only had to last three more days of this before they would be forced to sell him at the auction. At this Myrval felt a small spark of hope before he remembered that it was more than likely that the situation if he was bought at auction, would most likely not be any better than the situation he was currently in. He also knew that the slavers would most likely kick their attempts to break him into high gear since they will only have a few days before they have to sell him at the local auction. Although Myrval would mentally prepare himself for that as he knew that he would actually have a chance to escape the clutches of whoever bought him and find a way back to the clearing he was in before and find the device that the male slaver who captured him threw in the river.

As Myrval knew they would, the slavers really kicked it up into high gear on those last three days. Administering even more beatings and even attempting to use hypnosis to make him obedient. However, all of those attempts failed as Myrval would simply shut down his mind to all external stimuli whenever the pair of humans started to make progress. This allowed him to last those three days and remain unbroken although by the end Myrval was absolutely exhausted.

On the second day before the auction, the Slavers would begin by completely healing his body and even cleaning him and brushing his fur. However, he knew that this was only so that it was more likely that he would be bought at auction. Once they had finished that the pair of humans proceeded to use the shock collar to knock Myrval unconscious before they would have him transported onto one of the carts that they were transporting slaves with. However, unlike the usual cage that they used, the slavers were forced to put his pedestal onto a single cart and strap both it and Myrval down. Once they had done that and had gotten the rest of the slaves into the slaves that they were going to sell at auction into the cages, they would begin the journey to the large town where the auction was being held at. This was roughly three leagues away from the slaver camp where he was being held.

The journey to the town itself took about half a day and as they were traveling Myrval woke up several times but before he could rise to full awareness they would use the collar to knock him unconscious to keep him from struggling and possibly falling off the cart.

Myrval awoke with a hard jolt, his mind was sluggish and his thoughts were barely creeping along. "What...where am I? What is going on?~" he thought slowly. He tried to open his eyes but the brightness caused his body and mind to recoil in pain. Letting out a grunt of pain at this he would quickly shut his eyes tightly, "Holy shit that hurt.~" he thought, breathing deeply for a few moments, and as he began testing his bonds he would receive a shock from the collar causing him to jump. Barely managing to keep his eyes from shooting open at the pain from the shock he will immediately stop testing the chains that were binding him. As he did not want to get knocked out again and he wanted to be aware of what was happening.

"Okay...I am going to try to open my eyes.~" As a result of this he would then start slowly trying to slit his eyes open, and upon doing so he found that this was painful as well although nowhere near as painful as when he tried to fully open his eyes straight off the bat. Letting his eyes adjust to the brightness around him he would begin listening to his surroundings in hopes of at least getting some clue of where he was while he starts to slowly open his eyes.

As his ears rotated he was able to hear the sharp sound of horseshoes clicking on cobblestone, and a dull thunk and rattling of wooden wheels going over bumps and divots on the ground. "It sounds like I am on a cart of some kind.~" and as he slowly opened his eyes his thoughts were confirmed as he saw that he was indeed on a wooden cart. He saw that there were quite a few other carts that were traveling on the same path he was. Each of them carries a cage with a few slaves in it. "Looks like we are on the way to the auction that those humans were talking about.~" Looking ahead again he saw what he could only assume was the area of the auction.

A few minutes later the cart came to a stop, eight large men and armored men then came to the cart holding him muttering to each other about his massive size and appearance. As they started to lift him off the cart he let out a growl at the men causing several of them to start backing away from him. He got a small amount of satisfaction from this, but that satisfaction was short-lived as he was then shocked by the collar causing him to grunt. The men then picked him up off of the cart before they would carry him to an area behind the auction stand. ¨What now?~¨ He thought as the men set him down in an area behind the auction stand. He then saw two elves, both of them females, and almost immediately after the men set him down the ladies began inspecting his body. Looked at his gums, teeth, claws, sheath, balls, and tail hole, as they determined how healthy he was. Once they were done one of the elves said ¨He is in peak condition. Let's get him up onto the auction stage.¨ The men then picked up Myrval´s pedestal again but not before hanging a wooden plaque around his neck. Once he was up on the auction stage he looked at what the plaque said, it read ¨Exotic species| Age:20 |State: Healthy| Status: Aggressive but able to be trained| Starting price: 750 gold pieces. '' A few moments after reading this the metadra thought, ¨Well shit guess there is no way out of this one..at least not right now~¨