Nexus knew that the father and child were now occupied with the tasks at hand. With a tender hand he moved for one of the eggs yet to hatch at the Silverwing lair. This one was to be his special project it seemed. With a twist of fate the egg would hatch in a flash of light. Seconds would pass and years would flash before no one's eyes.

A silver white dragoness would come from that egg. Pure ranbows glittering through her scales as she looked about with her mother's blue eyes. She knew one thing, that this change wasn't normal. The egg next to her was her brother's. Leaning forwards she'd nuzzle the egg softly. A note left at her side while she rumbled lightly.

Father of the child,

Now you see what powers I posess. I call her Chance. The child from the golden egg and perhaps a key to you seeing the white I still keep. Doesn't she look like her mother?

Nexus.

Oh how cruel he was getting to be.