Danny Phantom Porn Story: Moon Wind Chapter 11
Moon Wind
By: Garnet Sky
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom.
Dark Boy
“Send Saffron,” Midnight sighed, really tired of listening to the squabbling of his fellow Triads.
“What?” the girl asked, yanking her head out of the book she’d been reading.
“Magic’s Price?” Rouge paused, yanking the book out of her hand. She flipped through the book and handed it back in disgust. “Pure unadulterated trash.”
“Don’t dis my book and I won’t dis your fashion sense,” Saffron retorted, standing up. “Yeah, Midnight, I’m on it.”
Placing her face in Rouge’s, she hissed, “I like Mercedes Lackey’s works. She is really talented and makes her characters so life-like that you wish you could journey inside her worlds.” Saffron pivoted about on one foot and stormed out the door.
Rouge had one hand on her hip, mouth agape.
“Catching flies?” Dodger asked in the room’s abrupt silence.
“Yes,” Saffron answered. “The Mirror confirms it.”
“Then we are now on the offense,” Sakura said evenly, calling for French and Cerise.
“May I sit?” the Lord of Light and Darkness asked politely.
Magnolia blushed and nodded, her eyes not rising from the floor.
“Do you know to whom you will bond?” Phantom asked.
She shook her head.
“Mother has asked me to give this to you as your bonding gift,” Danny told her, placing the ring in her hand. “Please accept it.”
Magnolia slowly raised her eyes to meet his. “Lady Bright gave this to you, my Lord?” she cautiously asked.
“Yes,” he replied. “Will you accept it as your bonding gift?”
“I do,” she said, allowing him to place it on her left ring finger. “Will you accept a bonding gift in return?”
“As you accepted mine, I do yours,” he answered, nervous for some reason.
Beyond the Doors of Bonding, Phantom surveyed the beautiful icy garden wrapped in deep winter sleep. It was peaceful and beautiful here. He swallowed as he watched Magnolia remove her earrings and use her magic to flow the gems and metals together, forming another ring with silver runes inscribed, matching the ones on the ring he’d given her.
She slipped it onto his own ring finger. Pressing her lips first to his palm then to his lips, she murmured, “Now is the ceremony of bonding complete.”
Dan’el’s eyes were bright. “Are you the one?” he asked, holding her to him, pressing her head against his fluttering heart.
“Now is the bonding complete,” she repeated.
“Yes,” he murmured, “but I am not yet whole. There is still the tamer to come.”
“Then let her come,” Magnolia said, smirking down at her rune-scribed ring. “I will not give you up.”
“We are now on the offense,” French announced, stalking back to the Indigo Triad.
Tyria cracked his nuckles, indicating he was ready. He was a Caucasian male with spiky sandy hair, eyes devoid of color, and could easily pass for being someone’s bodyguard or a professional body builder. He never spoke. He was outfitted in camouflage pants, black t-shirt with torn off sleeves and black chunky military boots. The only thing missing–his dog tags.
The other specialists in the Indigo Triad were more to French’s tastes.
Amethyst was a petite Asian girl with luxuriantly long black hair the color of onyx streaked with amethyst highlights, which she wore pinned by a pair of ivory and bloodcrystal hair sticks–leaving her bangs to frame her heart-shaped face. Her oriental style dress was black with embroidery depicting a white dragon holding a lotus blossom in his foreclaws with elaborate emerald and gold scroll work at sleeves, throat and hem.
Plume, on the other hand, was dusky hued, with some Latin-Asian heritage in him; his slightly slanted eyes were the proof, French thought. He wore 19th century Victorian gentleman’s garb in a soft dove grey, a top hat of the same color and a ebony cane with a polished knob of sapphire bloodcrystal. He was soft-spoken and a gentleman, even in battle. French’s man to the end.
“Let them come,” Amethyst purred.
Author’s Note:
Never insult a bookworm’s favorite indulgence, Rouge.
Cerise–female, Thulia Triad, Darker Spectrum
Sakura–male, Thulia Triad, Lighter Spectrum
“Are you absolutely sure?” Sakura of the Thulian Triad asked, his eyes focused on the approaching enemy.