Smaug hisses as he steps back, blood splattering in the ground. He knows he can't fight well, not in this state and body. He snarls, before unleashing a quick fireball. He then turns and plows through the brush, knocking over small trees and crushing bushes as he flees. He soon comes across a cliff. He stops, before quickly scanning the cliff face. He remembers his first few days of life, where he climbed up cliffs to escape large predators. He leaps upwards, and hooks his front talons on a ledge, and rapidly begins to climb. He swings over the top and glares back down at the group of women.

       He then turns and continues to run, before coming across a cave a good distance away from the cliff. As if by chance, it was hidden by a large waterfall, which no doubt comes from the spring of the river he saw while he tried to fly away. He steps into the small pool, before sliding into it. He does enjoy a cool bath of water every now and then, and it eases the pain of his torn wing. He gently glides towards the waterfall and crawls into the cave.

"Finally. Escaped that succubus and those strange women. Now, time to heal and adapt to this new body."

He shakes the water from his body, and ventured deeper into the cave. He soon picks up a scent. A strange smell. He couldn't exactly put his talon on it. He treads carefully, before he sees something glint in the corner of his eye. He turns, and spots a metallic arm sticking out of the darkness. He breathes out a plume of fire, which illuminate the still form of a metal human like entity.

Smaug raises an eyebrow. Why was her chest so large? He pokes it, and it jiggles. He recoils, slightly disturbed. Why did a mechanical being have jiggly breasts? He sniffs around the still frame of the female automaton. He bends down closer to her face. Suddenly her eyes snap open. Smaug leaps back and growls, fire brimming from his jaws as he stares down at the automaton as she stood up.

"Are you my master?"

Smaug's fire dies away.

"Master? I am nobody's master."

"But you awoke me did you not? My programming states that my master is the one who activates me."

"Then your programming is odd."

The automaton tilts her head.

"You are not a normal male, aren't you?"

"I am Smaug! King under the Mountain! Well I was, before those dwarves forced me out and took back their home."

"But it was their home yes? So they had a right to take it back."

"But I rightfully forced them away with my own strength and power! They took it back with trickery and deception!"

"But it is still their land."

Smaug growls before turning away.

"Stupid automaton with decent logic."

"I can hear you."

"Fuck off!"

A moment of silence, before the automaton speaks again.

"You say your a dragon correct?"

"Yes! Why?"

"Follow me."

She then turns around and begins to move down a hall way. Smaug cautiously follows, wary but curious. The automaton stops at a pie of large doors, before pressing her hands against it. They cream and slowly open, revealing what Smaug has loved the most.

"Gold!"

    Smaug barrels into the room and plunges into the gold. He shakes a bit, letting the cool metal coins slides over his scales. He looks up at the automaton, who simply stares at him.

"Master Smaug, what kind of dragon are you? You seem Wyvern like, but you move completely differently."

"I... was not born normally. I, along with most of my kin, were born as war machines for our lord, the Dark Lord Morgoth. I had just hatched when my lord was slain, and so my kin scattered across the lands."

His tail swishes, scattering gold coins.

"I only learned this from an old dragon who was near death. He told me about how they spew the greatest of us, Ancalagon the Black, and I arrived to be as feared as him. But... I soon found out I was... incomplete."

"How so?"

Smaug sighs before lowering his collar a bit, showing the tip of a black scar like mark.

"No matter how much I try to cover it, it still peeks through. It lacks the adhesive that stick the jewels to my skin, so that is why I rarely fly around."

The automaton slowly closer, before dropping and placing a hand on where Smaug's weak spot is.

"Then I shall do my very best to protect you."

Smaug seems surprised.

"I don't need protecting, but perhaps we can protect each other?"

"That is alright."

Smaug stands up and grins. Now he has an hot woman for an ally and gold. Now, he needs to keep a low profile. For now.