Disclaimer: Zirra and Frillisean belongs to Seeraphine. I don't own anything Spyro related that can and will appear in this story.

Nightshade enjoyed this new found free time, walking among the toadstools and poisonous mushrooms that inhabit the enchanted forest that surrounded his home. If reminded him of a time long gone past.

He glanced up at the moon an noticed a startling silhouette, a dragon of unparalleled speed circled above him. He gasped as the dragon dropped to the ground, her seemingly slender body easily held him to the ground. Her pointed face glared at him as if he'd committed a crime against her and he stood there laughing about it.

She snarled, "Who are you, and why do you look like Malefor?"

Nightshade blinked, gazing at her features. He tilted his head, "Is that real metal on your back? It glitters quite well in the moon light and complements your gold vary well."

The Dragon scoffed, "Flattery gets your kind nowhere... Now talk."

Nightshade rolled his eyes, "Yeah... I've heard that one before."

He watched unflinching as the dragon's Axe-like tail-blade crashed into the ground next to his head, "Is that all? Fine... Malefor is my father. To be honest, I hate even mentioning his name."

The dragon blinked in surprised, "A son... A Legacy..."

Nightshade interrupted her train of thought, "A Legacy I want no part of... I'll kill him if he even come within a hundred feet of me."

The dragon put her Axe to his neck, "You do not serve him?"

Nightshade nodded, "If I did, I would have tried to lock you up for twenty years for attacking me... Just like what he did to me. He ruined my life."

The Dragon let him up, "I see i'm not the only person with family issues. What is your name?"

Nightshade rolled onto his feet, "So that's that, no threats? No warnings? No-"

The dragon smacked him with her tail, "Shut up and speak already, you've interrupted my training enough."

He sighed, "Nightshade. And you are?"

She turned away, then looked back at him, it was then that he saw her facial markings, the marks of an Adalisk. He wondered if she knew what she was and what he is, but decided against saying anything. She then huffed, "Zirra. My name is Zirra. Now... why have you come here?"

Nightshade frowned, "I wanted to pay my respects to my mother... Malefor ordered her death to try to win me over. It was a terrible plan. You said your name was Zirra? 'The Curious one', You must love books."

Zirra nodded, "I spend some time reading when i'm not training. Tell me, how do you know it's translation?"

Nightshade smiled and sat beside her, "Funny meeting you like this... Frillisean says hi."

Zirra tilts her head at him, "Frillisean... I haven't heard that name in years... How do you know her?"

Nightshade laughs, "We work together in the army. We combat Malefor's forces in the hope to find his stronghold and beat him."

Zirra closed her eyes, "She was one of the few people that accepted me for who I was... Unlike those that despised me because I was different."

Nightshade smiled, "Same here. Most people are afraid of me because of my father, but i'm not a bad guy... I guess we were just misunderstood. Why don't you come back with me, i'm sure we can use someone like you in the army, and it'll give you a chance to kick Malefor's scaly hide."

Zirra shook her head, "I'm sorry, but you'd all just get in my way. I work better alone."

Nightshade frowned, "Surly I can change your mind, no one can be alone forever."

Zirra sighed, "Only on one condition..."

Nightshade nodded enthusiastically, "Anything, name it."

Zirra glared at him, "I get to train alone, in peace. No one must know i'm there... EVER."

Nightshade gulped, "Well... I do have exclusive access to my father's training chambers underneath the temple of Warfang. It's really spacious. And no one can hear you while you're down there."

Zirra thought a moment, gazing up at the moon. She then shrugged, "Fine... As long as you'll tell me if Malefor comes knocking on your door... And you visit every once in a while. From what I can gather, we are alike, in more ways then one. Our kind must stick together."

Our kind, those words stuck to Nightshade's mind like glue. It felt weird knowing that their kinds don't get along at all, and yet, they got along just fine. If they got anymore friendly, he thought that they might kiss or something.

"But... When the time comes, stay out of my way... Malefor, is MINE!"

Nightshade grinned nervously, "O...K... I'll lead you to the back door... I have to let you in from the other side."

Zirra sighed, "Glad that's out of the way. So, tell me... How do you manage your anger for your father? You seem quite calm about it."

Nightshade closed his eyes, "I save my anger for the battlefield. Those Apes never see it coming. You seem like you need to vent though... If you need a punching bag..."

Zirra grinned evilly, "I'll just hit you."

Nightshade gulped and backed away slowly, "I have no idea if that's a good thing or a bad thing... Let's just go before I agree to anything stupid."

Zirra laughed as she followed him, "Smart. Keep this up and I might actually like you."

Nightshade gulped, 'Another thing that could be good or bad... I hope Frilly doesn't start talking like that...'