'It has been a few weeks after my interaction with Wolf, but I could still hear him and I got better in my new abilities, I even learned that I can change my scales density to become impenetrable and, I don't know how though, I can temporary become a shadow and take control of the will of humans and this scared me but Wolf said it was normal and it reveals my dragonic name. "You see, Nightshift. These 'dark abilities' come from your flame and name. 'Night' allowing you to to become night itself, a shadow. 'Shift' allowing you to shift your physical appearance to a more dangerous adversary or completely harmless, and also to shift the will of others to your side of the battle. All shifters have abilities that represent their name, like someone that has the name 'Sparkwarp' can possess lightning and the ability to teleport. Your special and don't be afraid of your abilities, instead embrace them and because you are an alpha you'll gain new abilities like lightning or a mimic call to lure in food and humans into an ambush." Wolf always calm my worries so I trust him, I also gain a few weaknesses as a dragon, for example, fear of eels, they burn my skin and makes me extremely sick, I also seem to have a fondness for dragon nip which makes me sleepy and drunk. I could never forget that embarrassing moment but it felt so good. These abilities help me with many of my chores. But I was off of chores for today because my father was getting extra aggressive lately, especially when he looked at me in great anger. I only saw that look when my father was killing the dragons in the raids. He suspects my abilities to keep up to my chores and it didn't help when Eukor told him what happened the first month of Violet's deal.

Speaking of Violet, it's almost been two months, and there were no raids since then. I believe she really wants me as her child, but I still worry about the future especially my father, he's been up to something that past month and every time I was around him, my new dragon instincts screamed danger. It was only a matter of time now. I needed to make my decision quickly. My life depended on it.' I walked to the prison to talk to an old friend, but instead of being threatened by the guards, they greeted me with open arms. "Matt, second son of Argur! Welcome to the prison! It's good to see you, again." 'Something not right here.' I thought suspicious of the guards friendly behavior. Wolf growled within my mind. 'I agreed, I can smell deceit off of them, just like the rest of the 'friendly' village, better be cautious, but don't let them know.' "uh, thanks I'm just visiting my friend." Then I walked in towards the cells. All the cells were filled with criminals, traitors, and innocent people who were at the wrong place and time.

I walked to one of the cells at the far right and within was a beefy man with scars everywhere on his body. His name was Killas, he was a great soldier during the war against the Boggers, and the most feared viking in the archipelago. Killas looked up with a snarl but when he caught sight of me, he relaxed. Killas was the only one that cared for me besides the elders, and when he saw what my family do to me, he became enraged and spoke out but this caused him to be within a cell. It was one of the reasons why I respect the man. "Matt." Killas spoke in his gruff, but kind, caring voice. "What are you doing here, lad?" I snorted. "What? Can't I visit an old friend?" This was how I and Killas start our conservations with each other. "Yes because i'm a criminal." "No you are a hot headed monstrous nightmare, my friend." "Says the Shifter." My eyes widen with Killas smirking at my reaction. "What? After the last raid, you got a change in attitude, got into a fight and won, and you spoke to the terrible terrors in the forest along with the most beautiful female night fury, who wraps her wings around you to comfort you when you are depressed. It's pretty obvious. Heh. Also your eyes are slits right now." I blushed in embarrassment and quickly my eyes went back to normal. "H-How do you know that?" I stuttered. "Rumors from the village to the prison." Killas then changed the subject. "The guards have been friendly with you. I don't like it." I nodded. "I agree, Wolf sensed that they are just pretending, and I think it involves myself and my dragon abilities." "Who's Wolf?" Killas asked. "He's me….or I'm him. Uh, he's my other half, my dragonic half." I nervously answered. Killas had a blank face and shrugged and got up and went to the back of his cell. I was confused until I saw Killas removing a large brick from the wall revealing a hidden passage to the village. "I was saving this for the future when I'm done with this place, buuuut, I worry for you and I'm going to keep an eye out if there's trouble and when you're finally safe, I'm leaving this gods forsaken island, to make a new life."

I was grateful that I had a friend that was both loyal and caring and I thanked him before leaving. Killas smiled and for the first time in years….he cried in utter happiness. "My time as the elder shifter is almost complete, and I can finally leave knowing that he will be safe when the Night Furies return for him. May the Fury's Fire guide you, Nightshift." he whispered.

At the village hall, the Chief and his counsel had a meeting about my fate. "It's genius! We don't have to worry about that wretch again. And we can kill a demon in the process!" Chief Argur exclaimed. The most of the council agreed, but some of them didn't say anything. Those were elders that liked me for who I am even if I was a dragon. Chief Argur had a confused impression on his face. "What's wrong? You look like you saw one of your ancestors! HAHAHA!" he laughed. The council laughed along with the chief except for the ones in question. "We don't think if this a good idea." One of them spoke. "Agreed, you saw the state of the teens a month ago. They agitated him, made him angry-" "Please. I beat him myself and he's still a little lamb, a wretch." Chief Argur interrupted, no longer amused. The man that was speaking before the chief interrupted continued while glaring at him. "As I was saying, they made him angry, snapped even, and they said that his eyes were glowing and his irises into slits like a dragon before the fight started. This is bad because we all heard of the legend of the shifters, they have an instinct to fight against hundreds of warriors without no training but fight like they were assassins their entire life, and have the ability to become a dragon and we have one in the village." A woman this time spoke up, "And we know how obedient he is to you, because he is afraid of you. How long will that be exactly? Because of his new abilities, he also has his new instincts to defend himself and not fear anything meaning he will no longer be afraid of you and you won't beat him out of it this time. You might lose both of your limbs if your lucky."

The chief left for the prison leaving the council to their discussion, but unknown to them, a monstrous nightmare covered in scars, was watching them. 'Exile? That's perhaps the best thing I heard they discuss for the boy in years' he thought to himself. 'Killas, don't forget that the young shifter is still in danger as long as his sire is near and he's finally off the island.' a voice spoke in Killas mind. 'Agreed, Panther. His father was a bit reluctant on letting him leave, alive. He's planning something, and it involves death.'

Within the prison, lay a prisoner, a traitor, an assassin, a mad man….and the chief needed his help. Chief Argur went up to the cell and spoke to the mad man. "Krog, you want out of this cell and full citizenship in the village? Then I need someone to die, more specifically my second son." Krog continued to lay in his cell. "The shifter?" the man asked. "Yes, the demon. I want him dead and gone." Chief Argur said gruffly. The man thought on this. 'Is it worth it? Killing a child to just have my place back to the village's side.' 'Why not? You get your place back on the human's side and I get to taste the blood of a young Alpha! It's a win-win!' A dark, sinistered voice chuckled evilly.Krog was dumbfounded, an ALPHA!? 'That's impossible, the boy is too young!' 'HEHE! It doesn't matter. What matters is to kill him and take his blood!'

Krog knew that one day that he had to kill the young shifter because of his curse. He was dark shifter, a shifter cursed with a fire opposite of the Furies Fire….The Black Fire. An evil entity that takes the will and mind of shifter's dragon half and cause a hunger for enslavement, power, and blood. 'He's just a boy-' 'IT DOES NOT MATTER!'Krog knew this would happen, he was feeling it, the hunger for blood, to kill, to have the alpha's power for himself. It will be his. 'Yes, we will take his power for ourselves. And spill blood.' Krog laughed merging with his dark half sounding alike an evil creature of hel. The chief was confused and a bit fearful when the man laughed maddly, but he remained firm saying again. "What do you say?" The laughter stopped and Krog looked directly at the Chief grinning like a mad man. "It will be my pleasure! HAHAHA!"

At the nest, Violet was sleeping with her mate by her side until she had a terrifying dream and felt a dark presence. "It will be my pleasure! HAHAHA!" The night fury woke up with a scream alerting her mate, Stryke, searching for their attacker, when there was no one but concerned dragons, he turned to his lovely mate, who was hypoventilating. "Its alright my love, it was just a dream." he conforted his mate. Violet calmed down a bit but she was still shaking. "No it was not a dream." she said with a shaky breath. "It was a message. For our new child." Stryke was confused until he remembered by 'new child', me. 'What does she mean?' he thought to himself. Then a young Night Fury woke up between them. "Mom? Sire? What's going on? Are we finally bringing my new brother, home?" Stryke looked at his son, Zyrus. "We will but right now I'm trying to figure out what your mother is trying to say" He told his son. Zyrus nodded his head and flatten his head when his mother yelled. "He's in danger! We have to go to him and-" Violet yelled but was interrupted by her mate. "You still have two days! If you go now, then him coming with us, won't do nothing!" Violet was about to respond until a new voice was heard. "Actually he's being exiled." The Night Furies whipped their bodies at the new voice with ferocity and ready to defend themselves and their hatchling.

At the cave entrance was a Monstrous Nightmare covered in battle scars just looking at the furies with an amused expression. Stryke confronted their intruder aggressively. "Who are you!? And why are you in our nest!? Speak now or their will be a corpse!" he snarled. The nightmare just laughed. Violet showed her fangs quieting the dragon. "Forgive me. I forget you dragons are very territorial. My name is Killas. I am a shifter elder and dear friend to Nightshift." He said. The dragons calmed down a bit but were suspicious of this newcomer, 'Killas'. Violet spoke next but calmly growled. "What do you mean he's being 'exiled'. What happened?" "They had a meeting about what to do with the boy. I'm surprised that they didn't do it since the first month or but it doesn't matter. The chief had a plan to kill his son, but some of the council were more aware of the boys abilities and wanted to avoid bloodshed and losses so they wanted to exiled him from their island so they be safe. Soon everyone went alongside this plan and his father also did, but we all know how he wants the child killed so badly and I think your dream has something to do with it." Killas said to Violet.

Violet was shocked that the village was exiling me but she was also joyful because she will be able to take me to my new home. Killas then looked to the entrance of the cave. "We must leave, I believe that Nightshift might be in trouble." The night furies followed Killas to the island after they told their hatchling to stay in the nest and promising him that when they returned, he will have a new brother. 'A new brother.' the hatchling thought joyfully. "I will teach my new brother how to be a true dragon and will be the best big brother in history."