I made this chapter a long time ago, forgot I did, and was brainstorming a long time about it. Eventually a pile of guilt from nor updating any of my WoF stories appeared, so I didn't touch my incomplete stories. Talk about sad. I am a bit nervous to jump back into the fandom with this pairing, but I couldn't resist because I honestly could think of a good word for E. XD I think my pal PitchBlackRose would prefer her all-time-favorite pairing, so as for her reward for putting up with our 1000+ PMs, I will do that request you made a long time ago about Jealousy. Though I doubt you remember it. :P

I can't believe it has been this long since I have entered this fandom. This fandom was actually where I first started to write, though I admit, really badly. But that was besides the point. I remember there wasn't even 100 fanfics, but look at it now! *sighs* How time flies. For everyone who forgot this fanfic existed, it was an ABC challenge fanfic. All pairings and requests are welcome! Just send it in. I hope to jump back into the fandom that was basically my life like, what, 2-3 years ago? Holy cow. I feel old.

I dedicate this to my PM buddy, PitchBlackRose. I enjoy our chats even though I have been busy with finals!

The next letter is F is for Fire/Fear because of an older request, so send something in for G is you may!

Anyways, please review because I am really not feeling confident about jumping back into the series after so long! This was one of my REALLY old works, but I think it was decent enough. I hope you enjoy all the same and nothing belongs to me!

-mysteryreader6626 signing out

Evil? The word lingered in her mind. She growled softly. She stabbed the corpse again and again, hoping for more cries of misery to block out that word. It was useless.

Blister turned away. The face of pain before he died did nothing to satisfy her.

"Queen Blister? Are you alright?" Said a voice behind her. The SandWing's slimy voice made her feel disgusting. She growled softly and swiped the sand away in front of her. The echoes of the word would not soften. "Blister?" The SandWing squeaked softly.

Blister took a deep breath. This would do no good. She was losing her composure. She was Blister! The most cunning out of all her sisters. She was the one who devised the plan to kill her mother and she was the one who had the idea to drag the other queens into the war. Blister was the one who would become the SandWing queen! How would she lost her composure over one little SandWing who insulted her?

"Begone. Dispose of the body," she ordered without any emotion in her voice.

"Are-are you sure?"

"NOW!" She roared in annoyance.

"Eek! Of course, My Future Queen!" The SandWing grabbed the corpse, wincing at the dripping blood. He picked up the corpse and flew far away, until he was just a little yellow dot in the desert. Blister kept staring in the distance at the fading corpse, until it was eventually gone. She didn't look away though.

"Future Queen! Ha! The only thing you are is evil!"

Evil…

Evil…

Evil…

Evil…

YOU ARE EVIL FOR DRAGON'S SAKE!

STOP IT ALL!

Blister clutched her head and stifled a groan at all the echoes. She wasn't evil. She was ambitious. She knew that, yet why won't the word go away? She hide her heart away with all her intentions and motives, so why was this fact bothering her?

The sun slowly set and the desert got colder and colder. The stars shined brightly, but she didn't seem to look away from that spot, where the sun once was, in the sky. A loud thunk was heard behind her.

"There you are," a deep voice grumbled. "You are late."

"Be quiet, Morrowseer," Blister answered icely. Don't show weakness. "I just.. forgot about that meeting."

"Lies," Morrowseer answered. Blister stiffened.

"Read my mind, did you?" He didn't answer. "Well, not matter. Then you already know the problem?" He still didn't answer. "Idiotic, isn't it? Just a little insult riled me up so much. I am the future SandWing Queen! Ha! What would my mother when she could see me right now? I wonder, but mother is dead now. I killed her, and though I have no regret, that insult seems to haunt me more than my deed."

"Does it bother you that much?"

"So, he speaks," Blister said with a roll of her eyes. She inspected her blood red talons. "What do you think? Can't you just read my mind?"

"Well, I thought it was better to ask you yourself," he replied with his gruff voice. A flutter inside of Blister appeared at his reply, and slowly started to spread.

"I don't know myself. Am I really evil?" Blister said more to herself. Since when did she start questioning her ambitions and show weakness? The NightWing always did have an effect on her like that.

"If you believe you are evil, that you are evil. We would do anything to reach our goals. We are just ambitious, nothing like dragons like them would understand," Morrowseer hissed. "Anyways, I just came to check up on you. You are my ally and we have an agreement. My tribe was worried you were going to back out. Since you aren't, I must go." He spread his wings and took off into the night.

"What about our meeting?" Blister yelled loudly at the big dragon's retreating figure.

"Next time," he answered. Blister nodded and gave a small twisted smile, knowing he couldn't see it. She had to maintain her distance, she told herself, but that reminder felt lost at her. She felt disappointed at the reminder they were only allies, part of her couldn't wait to see him again. Even if it was just one more time. She never loved someone, not even her own family, but the NightWing came and took her heart faster than she could comprehend.

Too bad she fell for the one person she couldn't have. She narrowed her eyes at the flying dragon suspiciously. She was going to be the future SandWing queen, she she can't have any weakness. Love especially. Yet, she couldn't forget how nice it felt to talk to someone, even if they could read your minds. It was nice she could pour out her worries to that person. Then again, that dragon was a NightWing. They both have a hidden motives. She was using him, or perhaps he was using her, or perhaps it was both. Either way, the NightWing clan was shrouded in mystery.

She thoughts drifted back to Morrowseer's departing words. Was being ambitious evil though? Other dragons wouldn't understand how hard she worked to secure the throne and what she did to get it, but did that really make her the bad guy? Blister usually wouldn't care, but that word couldn't help echo throughout her mind.

Perhaps both she and Morrowseer were both evil in their own ways. But if she was evil by Morrowseer's side, she honestly didn't mind.