When I awoke, I noticed that Cry had already left for her routine patrol and the drakes were beginning their typical chores. The chores in the cave were not something a human could help with so I was unable to assist them. The whelplings were still tucked in their nests and would probably be peacefully asleep for a few more hours. With nothing else to do, I began training with the crystals.

Focusing like I had before, I caused the crystal to once again spark. No, come on! The sparks continued to flash around until my energy was depleted. Lying on my back once I had finished, I waited till for my energy to come back. Each time I had to wait, it seemed like I was beginning to regain my energy quicker.

"Hey, hey, human-tingy," called Jemorun, "Wanna come pway wit me and da odders?"

"Yes, that sounds fun!"

The hatchling let out a squeak and bounded to the entrance of the cave. Following close behind, I noticed that they were jumping outside. Uh-oh, they're going to get in trouble. I better stop them before the other drakes find out. As I reached them I noticed that the younglings were beginning to glide down the mountain side. Cry is going to be ANGERY!

"Hey wait a minute, you can't be out here!" I shouted just as Jemorun was about to fly down.

"But, but, we wanna expwore!" Jemorun said tearing up.

"Ya!" Pouted another.

Trying to get them to listen, I said, "I understand, but you're still very young and can't defend yourself like the other drakes. You'll be able to go out eventually."

The hatchlings that did not head to the bottom of the mountain stood their ground.

Sighing, I used the only threat I knew that would work, "Don't make me tell Crystinia that you're outside of the cave! You know she wouldn't allow it and she would be very mad."

The whelplings looked at one another and darted back inside of the cave. Now it was time for me to bring back the others. Hopping down the cliff ledges, I managed to make my way to the bottom.

"You made it!" giggled a female hatchling.

"Guys you can't be out here," I huffed trying to catch my breath, "you know that. Crystinia and the other drakes would be terrified if they knew you were out here!"

"Oh well, we're big and strong!" said a rolly-polly baby dragon.

"Please, it's dangerous out here. If the blue fl…" I was interrupted by a roar.

To my dismay, the roar had come from an azure drake. It opened its mouth and let out a magic blast the nearly struck a hatchling. There was not much time to think, but I knew that the baby dragons were to only way that the white flight could eventually be restored. Remembering Cela's wooden whistle, I blew on it.

"Little ones come to me quickly!"

The young dragons ran to my side and squeaked in fear. Just in the nick of time, Cela flew in above the azure drake and hit it with her celestial hooves causing the creature to slam into the frozen ground behind us. Moving almost in a blur, I placed the white dragons onto her back. To my dismay there was not enough room for me; the six fat baby dragons were clinging onto the saddle for dear life not leaving any room for me. Knowing that they needed to be protected I whispered to her where they needed to go and quietly asked for her to return as soon as she could. Neighing, she soared off into the sky leaving me in the frigid Dragon Blight snow.

A low growl caught my attention, "You fool, you may have save the white whelps, but you won't be able to save yourself!"

I turned to see the barely injured drake lift its body and shake the snow off. Its piercing orange eyes locked onto me. My body froze. Fear was gripping me not allowing me to run. The drake walked closer to me and raised its head high above, but just as it was about to blast me with magic it halted.

"There is magic that I sense deep inside of you, not of our world. You must be the outsider that managed to be saved by Wyrmrest Accord. Malygos will want to see you," the drake cackled grabbing my arms in his claws and lifting off of the ground.

Letting out a shrill, I watched us soar high in the air. Don't drop me! Don't drop me! I don't want to be a blood puddle! The drake glided over the mountains with ease into the Borean Tundra. I watched the people below fight against the mammoths, wolves, and nerubians as my captor flew to the unknown destination. No one even knows I'm missing… I wonder what'll happen to me now? This drake said I'm going to meet Malygos Spell Weaver… That isn't a good thing.

The drake flew over another mountain range, but this time into an area that was white and blue. It was a strange and powerful place. In the center of the area there was a large structure that was held together by magic that burst out of the ground like a geyser that never needed to pause. An eerie ice and stone structure was channeling the magic upward, the building had spikes of jagged ice coming out of the sides. Above this building there were three main chucks of flat stone that had large icicles hanging from them. These massive slabs of stone were floating around the magic coming from the building below. On the upper slab had pure magic chains that held onto three chucks of uneven and stone that appeared to try and float away from the structure. On one of these was a tree that contained magic, I could only tell by the way it glowed a bright white. Farther away from the structure were three enchanted platforms that held dragonkin , half dragon half humanoid creatures.

There was more in the area to observe, but an immense pain struck me before I could see anymore. It felt as if waves of fire and ice were being smashed into my flesh as we neared the structure. I cried out in agony as we neared.

"It appears you're not accustomed to concentrated magic," chortled my captor, "most creatures are not able to sense it and are not bothered by it, but you are a unique case. Perhaps that foolish Zuriogos wasn't such a fool after all."

Zuriogos, that was the drake that took me from my world and brought me here! Landing on one of the large slabs of stone, the drake handed me to a light blue dragonkin. The creature was nearly twice my size and easily picked me up with one of its massive claw like hands. It tossed me into a cage. Rubbing my head after being thrown into the cage, I began to look around. There were two dragon kin guarding my prison and a few azure whelps gliding around care free.

Pushing me thoughts back, I returned my attention to the burning and freezing pain that I was feeling. It seemed that the longer I was subjected to this pure magic the less intense the pain felt, which strangely enough, had not taken to long for me to adjust to. I waited for hours, perhaps even a day, before the magical force was not bothering me anymore.

Leaning against the cage, I waited and watched my captors. Soon I grew bored and allowed myself to close my eyes. The sound of beating wings kept me from falling asleep. Many young drakes and dragons were flying around the Nexus, the building that I was on, guarding it from intruders. However, I kept my eyes closed as a way to try and force myself to sleep. The stone slab suddenly trembled causing me to snap my eyes open in alarm. Before my cage stood Malygos Spell Weaver in his true dragon form ! His scales were an azure blue and his spine plating, underbelly, feet, beard, and tail were a grey white color. On the side of his thighs and arms were runes often seen in books mages used. Every horn, spike, or claw on him looked to be ice or crystal and his massive wings were translucent blue.

He began to study me. Something about the way he looked made me tense up. It was not normal. Malygos began to mutter to himself and then motioned for the guards to leave. When they were gone the dragon sat in front of the cage.

"Do you know, outsider, what has happened to my family?" He asked randomly.

"Ummm… No sir."

"Neltharion the Earth Warder killed nearly all of my family," he said beginning to cry, "yes, almost all of my beloved family was taken from me. Now I use my magic to protect my family and fend off my enemies."

The dragon's emotions changed dramatically from crying to laughter, "I will never lose another one! No, no I will protect all of them no matter the cost!"

Once again his emotions switched, but this time to anger. He began to roar, "When I find Neltharion I will slowly tear his wings from his body, since they are prized possessions of all dragon kind! Then I will engulf his very heart in torrents of relentless magic that will keep him close to the brink of death for all eternity!"

The dragon continued to switch emotions and I found myself scooting as far as possible to the corner of the cage. Okay, when people said Malygos was nuts they really meant it, but I can't help feeling sad for him. Malygos is trying to protect the people he cares for even though he's doing it wrong… I sorta pity him. Unexpectedly, the dragon aspect snapped his attention to me and returned to his more composed self.

"What would you have done if my situation little human?"

"Uuuuuh… I'm not sure," I squeaked.

With that the dragon stood to his feet and flew away. Okay… I really hope this never happens again. The guards returned to their post and the blue baby dragons resumed playing. I quietly remained in my corner thinking over what had happened.

"Hey little squish!" called something, "Hey, HEY, heeeeey! Pay attention to meee!"

Looking up I saw that a whelp had come toward the cage and was waving its tiny arms to get my attention.

"I bet you wish you were a dragon too," it laughed, "you're just a grounded squishy that can't fend for herself!"

I realized that the little punk was taunting me. Turning away from the annoying creature, I began to count the pebbles on the stone slab. In the middle of mentally counting, the whelp blocked my view and continued talking.

"Hey, don't turn away from me! Don't you know that my father is Malygos? That's right I'm superior to you and your weak skills!"

Mentally, I groaned at the prideful jerk. Closing my eyes, I attempted to block out the immature hatchling. A painful sting hit my arm.

"Owch!" I gasped looking down to see that I was cut.

"That's right, now quit ignoring me!"

"Go away you little pest!" I hissed.

"PEST?" he growled offended.

The youngling began to shoot magic bolts at me. Thankfully, he was a young and his magic was not as strong as a drakes, but it was still annoying. He continued to hit me with magic and in between each bolt he snorted and made some smart-aleck comment. I grew angrier at the twit as each bolt cut my skin. More than anything, I wanted a whip of the magic I had seen in the Crystal Cave to come out and hit that little jerk right in the mouth and send him flailing into a rock pile.

The little creature let out a squeak and I looked up to see magic arching from my body and slamming into the ground close to the whelp. Just as the magic had appeared the magic left only for me to be dragged out of the cage by the guards and be beaten. They smacked me with their staves until I fell on the ground and then proceeded to kick me in the side. I gasped for air as they continued to kick me and I watched blood drip from my mouth. ENOUGH! There was a burst of magic that caused the dragonkin guards to stumble backward. I WON'T TAKE THIS ANYLONGER! A torrent of magic slammed into them and caused them to be thrown off of the ledge. The use of magic had once again depleted my energy and the pain in my body made me dizzy. I stumbled around only to fall off stone ledge as well.

Falling was not so bad, I managed not to hit anything on my way down and my body had gone numb. Barely able to keep myself awake, I saw a blurry white and bronze figures heading toward me. Crystinia… Tempredormu…