The Four Queens
Copyright© 2026 by Uncle Jim
Chapter 13
The following characters are named in this chapter:
Jonathon
The tallest Army guy, 6’-2’’ tall (188 cm), 180 pounds (81 kg), 26 years old, brown hair, gray eyes
Alberto
The middle height Army guy, 6’-0’’ tall (183 cm), 170 pounds, (77 kg), 24 years old, black hair, brown eyes
Gilbert
The shortest Army guy, 5’-10’’ tall (178 cm), 165 pounds (75 kg), 23 years old, blond hair, hazel eyes
Agent Mitchell
FBI agent, 5’-10’’ tall (178 cm), 180 pounds (82 kg), 36 years old, short black hair, gray eyes
Agent Pruitt
ATF agent, explosives expert, 5’-9’’ tall (175 cm), 165 pounds (75 kg), 38 years old, short blond hair, blue eyes
Maly still has the Narrative
The nine of us appeared a second later just outside of the resort’s front entrance to a scene of noise and confusion. There were police cars and SWAT trucks parked haphazardly all over in addition to the more orderly parked cars of those staying at the facility. There were fire department vehicles and paramedic or EMT vehicles plus several ambulances parked in the way of others. There were also a number of those staying at the resort mixed in with the crowd of others gathered to see what was going on. They wanted to retrieve their vehicles and access their rooms to retrieve their things. None of them were being allowed past the yellow crime scene tape by the police.
In addition, there were our people from Dragon Security arriving and like the others were not being allowed near the facility. Lastly, there were an increasing number of media vehicles and reporters plus their camera men anxious to cover what was happening and get interviews with those in charge. However, no one appeared to be in overall command or coordinating the activities of those present.
Additionally, there were those who had escaped from the resort and the three Army guys who had helped us and were being detained and questioned by the police.
“This mess is totally unacceptable,” Mother muttered on seeing what was happening or rather what was NOT happening because of all of the confusion and the random arrival of assistance.
“We need to help the guys who assisted us in locating the terrorists. The police have them because they followed us here, and the cops appear to be giving them a hard time,” I told her before she could say or do anything further.
“Yes, there is that also, plus we need to have some of these vehicles removed to have more space available to move those cleared inside of the buildings to, until they can be allowed to leave,” Mother agreed.
“I guess that it will require the Queen taking charge of things and providing the command and control to get what is necessary done,” she said in a weary voice before grinning and changing into her largest size at forty feet tall (12 meters) and letting out a Dragon roar. The eight of us remained at our current size and braced for what we knew was coming.
A Dragon’s roar is very loud. Loud enough to be easily heard from a mile or more away. The blast of noise instantly stopped everyone and everything in the area, and they all turned to see who or what had produced it. Seeing Mother at forty feet tall (12 meters) in her Dragon form was a shock or at least a surprise to all of those present.
“I am Thangakili, Dragon Queen of the East, and I am taking charge of this unruly mess,” she proclaimed before starting to give specific orders. Her name, even in Gaelic, had many of those present woozy on their feet if not confused and unable to move or do anything.
“First, use some of these police cars to extend and strengthen the perimeter to keep the curious out of the area. Move the remainder of the police and SWAT vehicles over on the grass to my right along with the fire and EMT vehicles plus the ambulances.
“Second, start admitting those with vehicles parked here. Be sure to check their identity first and then have them escorted to their vehicle and produce the keys to it and also the registration. Ensure that their driver’s license and the registration match. Allow them to slowly move their vehicle out of the parking area.
“Third, release those who have arrived from Dragon Security. They are here to assist in clearing the facility. One of my Dragons will take charge of them and brief them.
“Next, in a couple of minutes, have the SWAT and police personnel who will be doing the clearing of the facility assemble behind me. They will be joined shortly by those from Dragon Security or by some of my Dragons to assist in clearing the buildings and releasing those inside so they may leave after being questioned.
“All personnel working for the resort in any capacity will be required to remain here to assist in the clearing of the facility, and to be interrogated by MY people.
“Next, we require the assistance of those experienced in the handling and removal of explosive to help with the removal and disposal of a number of booby-traps and explosive devices. Have them see one of my Dragon personnel.
Following that, there are three young Army men whom you are holding. They were assisting us in locating the terrorists. They are to be released and allowed to join us immediately.
“Lastly, WE will meet with the media representatives after the clearing of the facility has begun and the hostages begin to be released.
“NOW, get started! There is a lot to do to clear this facility,” Mother finished before breathing a stream of Dragon Fire over the parking area at forty feet high. Those who had appeared to be a bit resistant to taking her orders began to move and do as instructed on seeing this, just as the others already had.
Dad and Franklin had already started toward where our people from Dragon Security were being held to collect them, when Daeva grabbed my hand.
“Come on,” she said and started us toward where the three Army guys were being held. Arriving there, she, naturally, took the lead in getting them released. We were still in our Dragon Form at 12 feet tall (3.65 meters).
“We’re here for the three guys who were assisting us,” she told the police officer in charge. He didn’t appear anxious to comply with her request. So Daeva, being Daeva, fell back on her usual way of getting things done, and following Mother’s lead, she breathed a stream of Dragon Fire over the area from her twelve foot height. I just blew a little smoke on the cop from both nostrils.
“Weren’t you paying attention to the Queen, when she was issuing orders?” I demanded of the startled cop.
“Ah ... ah, yes sir,” he mumbled.
“That’s ‘yes, ma’am’,” I corrected him. “I’m a Female Dragon,” I added. Our three guys quickly joined us.
“Come with us,” Daeva told them, and we all started back to where Mother was. The guys had fallen behind us.
“Mother, these are the three Army guys who were helping us,” Daeva told Mom on arriving back with her. Mom had already returned to only 25 feet tall (7.62 meters) by then.
“Introduce them to me, but after we have all returned to our Human forms,” she told us, and we three transformed back to our Human forms. The guys were quite surprised to see that Daeva and I were both very cute young women, and that Mom was a very good looking older lady.
“Mother, this is Jonathon,” Daeva started pointing to the tallest of the three. “The middle one in height is Alberto,” she continued. “And the last one is Gilbert,” she added pointing to the shortest of the three.
“It’s nice to meet such helpful young men,” Mother told them before Daeva turned to the guys.
“Guys, this is our mother, Jorani Sweeney, the Dragon Queen of the East,” she told them.
“Good day, ma’am,” they all three said. “Thanks for getting us away from the police. Our company commander would not have been happy with us, if he learned that they had been holding us,” Jonathon told us following that.
“Oh, I believe that we can do better than that,” Mom told them before turning to us.
“My daughters, Daeva and Maly, will escort the three of you over to the media’s area and explain who you are and how you assisted them. I’m sure that will take care of any of your problems with your company commander,” Mom told them and us with a large smile. “Do that in your Dragon form, girls. The media don’t need to learn what we really look like,” she added.
The five of us headed over to where the media had set up to do interviews outside of the police perimeter. We had no trouble passing through it, as those on it had seen how we had retrieved the guys. The media reporters were all excited to see us coming, as it didn’t appear that they had done many interesting interviews yet. After we explained who the guys were and how they had assisted us, the guys immediately became heroes, and the various reporters began interviewing them both together and individually to get their stories. We were sure that those stories would be broadcast by their stations as soon as possible.
Daeva and I had returned to see where we were needed as soon as their interviews started, much to the reporters’ disappointment, as they obviously wanted more details of what had happened from our point of view. They would have to wait until the Dragon Queen consented to be interviewed for that, as we were sure that we would be a part of that.
On escaping from the media’s clutches, we returned to our mom to see what was the next thing to be taken care of. We found her in her Human form on the phone with what sounded like our grandmother, Madailein Kavanagh, The Dragon Queen of the West from what we heard of their conversation.
“Yes, I’ve had to take control here. There are people from too many locations who haven’t worked together before,” we heard her say. There was a pause then before she said anything else.
“We also have a number of explosive devices to get rid of and at least a couple of booby-traps that need to be deactivated. We’re waiting for some experts to arrive to do the work also,” we heard her say and presumed that the situation was the same on the other side of the lake. This was followed shortly by her saying, “Yes, we’ll be here a long time getting this cleaned up.
“Take care,” she said a minute or so later and closed the phone.
“Are those who assisted us taken care of?” she asked on turning to us.
“Yes, we left them being interviewed by the various reporters,” Daeva told her.
In the meantime, another sedan had arrived at the police perimeter. Two men in suits exited it, and they were passed through the police lines by the officers there. They headed straight for Lieutenant Bernard.
“I’m Agent Mitchell of the FBI and this is Agent Pruitt of the ATF (Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives). Are you the one in command here?” Mitchell asked on reaching the lieutenant.
“My team and I were the first responders on the scene, but I’m not the one in charge here. You’ll find her in that knot of people over there,” he told them, pointing to several people talking together a short distance away.
“Her?” Mitchell asked, somewhat surprised.
“Yes, just look for the turquoise Dragon. I’m not sure what height she is currently using,” he told them with a smirk.
“Dragon?” both agents said in shock and had an ‘Oh shit’ look on their faces.
“Yes, she announced that she was The Dragon Queen of the East in a very loud voice and at something like forty feet tall (12 meters). She then stated that she was in command of this location and started issuing orders. She also sent a blast of Dragon Fire over the area when some of those here didn’t hop-to-it quick enough to suit her,” he finished, really enjoying the looks of misery on their faces on hearing this. Misery loves company, and he figured he’d been miserable long enough. It was someone else’s turn.
“How the hell did the Dragons get involved in this?” the FBI agent demanded in an annoyed voice.
“They, two of them, were already taking out the terrorists when my team and I arrived,” the Lieutenant told them before explaining what he knew about that. “They took out all of the terrorists,” he finished.
“Who is this ’they’? Are they just the first ones that you met?” the ATF agent asked.
“The Dragons took out all of the terrorists. More of them arrived to help the first pair, who are good looking young women as humans but are tall and scaly as Dragons, plus they would blast you with their Magic if you pissed them off,” the Lieutenant assured them.
“Just how many Dragons are there here now?” the FBI agent asked in an uneasy voice.
“As far as I have been able to tell there are nine of them; seven Females and two males. According to Bob, the team leader on the other side of the lake, there are nine of them over there also. Additionally, a number of what they call ’near-Dragons’ have arrived to assist in the clearing of the buildings here. Others have arrived or are arriving in the area across the lake also, according to Bob,” the Lieutenant told them.
“You said that ‘they’ took out all of the terrorists. Did they kill them all, and what about the hostages? How many of them died?” the FBI agent demanded with a smirk, feeling superior.
“On this side of the lake, two of the terrorists died, being blown up by their suicide vests. The other six were captured, and as far as I know, none of the hostages were killed during the removal of the terrorists. Some had been killed by the terrorists, but that was before any of us arrived, including the Dragons,” the Lieutenant finished.
“WHAT? How could they do that?” both agents demanded in surprise.
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