She threw her head back, laughing maddly. Near by her fledgling lay dead in a puddle of mixed blood, a cursed blade driven threw her gut. That blade belonged to the very one laughing.

Raven couldn't control herself. It was finally over. She killed her fledgling. Slain her children then ripped apart her own child, Heather. It was over.

Tears welled up in the queens eyes from the onsaught of emotion. She beheaded the one she called father, tore out the heart of her dragon breatheren, and killed her family.

It was finally over.

After millinium of fighting, killing, and broken love. It was finally over. She killed everyone she loved. There was nothing left to live for now.

The broken queen fell to her knees, her cackling turning to brutal sobbing. She fisted her hair as all the shadows around the earth of present day started to withdraw to its master and vanish within her till not even one remain.

Atlast she fell to her side limply, her eyes dull as her body turned to a hard black stone.

A small fire sprang up in the heart, all that was left of the darkness and its queen.

But what was left unknown to the queen was a being of the past haf come to bring her hope once more. A small child with short spiky black hair and bright green eyes.