Alright. I've been waiting for quite a while to post this and I'm pretty excited :) This is the sequel to my original warcraft story "Shades of Night". This is gonna be all about Wolfe, Silver and Drakkon, so if you were hoping for more Nyte and Arthas, I'm sorry. There isn't really much more I can do to those two lol. But they will be in this story from time to time, it's just not focused on them.

Anyway, I will probably update this in spans for two reasons. The first is that the internet here at my mum's is kinda crappy, so the internet doesn't work all the time. The second reason is because I'm still working on the rough draft. I pretty much have Drakkon's part down pat, but Silver and Wolfe are proving to be problematic.

Also, I want to send a thank you to those of you who read my whole last story and enjoyed it :) it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside to hear that others like my work 3

Alright I'll shut up now. Enjoy 3

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"Remind me again why you would do something so foolish?" Drakkon hissed to his sister, who looked overly proud of herself.

"I want to see Azeroth. I thought this would be the best way to do so." Silver shrugged with a smile. "Plus, in the Outlands, I get to see first hand all the different sorts of demons. As a warlock, that's important knowledge." She nodded pointedly. "It's not my fault that I can't go to the Alliance cities, too."

"And Wolfe can't, either. So therefor, I get stuck with it? And that's fair?" Drakkon grumbled.

"If it bothers you so badly, then just say you won't go." Silver offered. "But, if you're going to try to get out of this, you had better do it soon. He wants us to leave within the hour." With a growl under his breath, Drakkon turned and left the room. It wasn't hard to find the King. He was working in his study, as usual, and gave a raised brow to Drakkon as he entered.

"Why do I have to go?" Drakkon asked immediately. "It wasn't even my idea."

"Because Silvahdonna and Wolfe both look more like Blood Elves. They cannot infiltrate the Alliance." The King said, and Drakkon huffed in agitation.

"Well, why not have one of them pose as a traitor? Then one can be in Orgrimmar, the other in Stormwind, and they can both go to Shattrath." Drakkon suggested.

"I could do that..." The King paused. "However, they would already be untrusted. They would have to work twice as hard, twice as long, just to get into good standings with the city, let alone the entire faction." Drakkon looked cross and opened his mouth to speak, but the King rose a hand in request for silence. "Also, it will be good for you. You will need to know certain things about these cities. The layout from the inside, the leaders, guards, defenses, strengths and weaknesses... This is vital information that needs to be experienced and examined first-hand. Especially if you ever plan to take my place one day." At this, Drakkon's demeanor changed significantly. "So, I will not force you to go, but I will say that you need this in order to be as successful as possible." The King finished, and Drakkon gave a nod.

"Alright. I'll go."

"Please, be careful." Nyteshayde was gushing as she enveloped each of her children in a tight hug. Silver was smiling in excitement, Wolfe looked amused, but Drakkon was still a bit weary of the situation. Silver was being sent to the Outlands, Wolfe to Orgrimmar, and Drakkon to Stormwind. The purpose of this was to keep an eye out for any planned attacks or raids against the Citadel or the Icecrown. After a few more warnings from an obviously concerned Nyteshayde, the King stepped forward and called down three blue drakes, each landing respectively next to those leaving.

"Fly to Dalaran. There are portals there that will take you where you need to go. The next council meeting is in two weeks, I expect to see you all there with full reports." The King spoke. Drakkon nodded, taking no time in mounting the drake and flying off. Wolfe allowed Nyteshayde to give him one last hug before he left, and Silver widened her smile.

"This is going to be great." She said confidantly, moving foreward to hug her mother. "I'll see you in two weeks, then!" She said as she pulled away from the hug, hopped onto the blue dragon's back, and flew off for Dalaran.

My apologies for the short chapter, but I couldn't fit much more into this part before I get on with the actual plot lines.