Now standing in the stable beside Decepshun, Moordryd paced back and forth as he tried to come up with a plan. It was diffcult enough without Cain leaning against the doorway grinning as the leader of his crew and best friend frowned.

"Look either help me or leave." Moordryd finally growled at him and rolling his eyes Cain walked over.

"Try being nice to her." He offered and getting a blank stare Cain crossed his arms against his chest. "Its not as hard as you think it is. Just try talking to her, get to know her."

"Huh and that really works?" Moordryd replied and Cain fought off a laugh as his best friend actually looked hopeful. "Fine then I'll try it." He grumbled before he called Decepshun and once they were gone Cain just chuckled. As Moordryd went looking for me I was standing beside Artha as he and Parmon talked about mag moves.

"So the move the Shadow Booster used on me was mag rip?" I asked and getting a nod I shuddered. "Never want to have that used on me ever again." I added as Quiksilva nodded just as clear on that. "So how do I use mag moves?"

"Well you remember that the mag energy flows from your dragon?" Parmon said and once I nodded he continued. "When you're sitting on Quiksilva you can channel his energy through you."

"Sounds pretty drac. Okay then let's try that. Quiksilva mag me." I asked and once I was sitting on his back I sat perfectly still, trying to focus. But when nothing happened I looked towards my friends. "Umm...what now?"

"Here let me show you." Artha said as Beau magged him and watching him closely I saw his hands start to glow. "You just need to focus on the bond you have with Quiksilva and..." Before he could finish someone came rushing in and distracted Artha accidently fired the mag energy. As it shot straight towards me I let out a yelp and that's right when a Jakk stick blocked it and sent the energy bolt into the ground. I sighed relieved it hadn't injured anyone and as I went to thank my rescuer my eyes narrowed.

"Before you say anything I just saved you." Moordryd said before I had a chance to so I just kept glaring at him for the next few seconds until he jumped down. "Okay you can say something."He told me crossing his arms as I jumped down and as Quiksilva growled I walked over until we were face to face.

"Yeah and you kidnapped me as well. Plus you set the Shadow Booster on me." I pointed out and he grimaced actually manageing to look guilty. "So now we're even." I said as I turned to walk away and to my surprise he walked ahead of me and blocked me path.

"I wanted to say I'm sorry for...what I did. Look I came here to ask if you wanted to hang out." Moordryd said and I gave him a raised eyebrow more than a little shocked by his change in personality. "To make up for...what I did." He added and for the longest time I stood there watching him to see if he was lying. Soon I nodded which surprised everyone, dragon and rider, before I finally answered him.

"Even though I have some very good reasons for not being entirely convinced...I want to trust you. Besides I heard from the Light Booster that you looked after her when the Shadow Booster attacked her and that makes me want to trust you. For now anyway." I told him and he shrugged as he walked back to Decepshun. Of course Artha rushed over before Quiksilva could mag me and he took my aside.

"No offense but I don't think you should go with him. The guy isn't the most trustworthy dragon rider around and you know he could be after you gauntlet." He said and I briefly glanced down at my right arm. "Besides Word Paynn wants your gauntlet and he'll stop at nothing to get it. Look just be careful alright? For the worse happens we don't need another booster helping start the dragon-human war again."

"Okay I promise to be careful. Besides if I heard anything about Word's plans I can contact you on my Comlink and tell you what I find out." I said and even Parmon thought that was a great idea. Waving goodbye I jumped onto Quiksilva's back and together we followed Moordryd and Decepshun. Since he was ahead of us I couldn't see Moordryd's face but if I did I would have seen the almost guilty look on his face. Which was really odd since he never felt guilty stealing dragons for his father or doing anything underhanded so why was he feeling bad about tricking me once again? Instead of dwelling on it he instead started up a conversation about Cain and his cooking and as Quiksilva drew up alongside Decepshun I had a grin on my face.

Truthfully I still wanted to be his friend despite everything Moordryd had put me through which said a lot about my williness to forgive; even after being kidnapped and forced into a trap I still actually liked the guy. And maybe as something more than a friend which was strange to me as I had never considered him anything more than someone who could help me learn more about dragons and racing since he seemed to be an accomplished rider. But as we talked about racing and his best friend Cain's cooking, which he pretty much did for everyone on the Dragon Eyes crew, I found myself wanting to know more about him and for a few seconds I found myself staring at his face. I must have been pretty quiet because Moordryd suddenly laughed and when I shook my head hoping he hadn't caught me staring at him he grinned.

"You just had the same blank stare that Artha gets when I beat him in a race." Moordryd said and I rolled my eyes, pretending to be offended though I was silently grateful he hadn't noticed.

"Sorry my mind wandered. So what happened after Rancydd switched the sugar and salt?" I asked and as he finished telling me I giggled imaginging the look of confusion on Cain's face as he wondered why his cookies tasted awful. "Heh that's pretty funny." I giggled and he grinned back as he found himself wanting to talk more.

"Yeah but we had to eat them." Moordryd told me and I burst out laughing almost falling off Quiksilva. Grabbing my arm he quickly pushed me back onto my dragon's back and I sighed before I thanked him only to realize he was still holding my hand and I blushed. "Oh scales...sorry." He muttered as he let go of my hand and just for a second he looked away looking a little uncomfortable.