Silver eyes watched as the mists of Avalon were parted over the mysterious deep of the lake. Silence was the only sound, though the echoes of songs were loud in her mind....Lyght sat silently, watching and waiting for some sign that she knew she would not receive. Irridecent silver wings were furled close to her to ward off the early morning chill, but still she hardly felt it. Pulling her knees close to her chest, she wrapped strong yet slender arms around kneees that she thought should have been soft flesh, but were instead armoured in dragon's scales of metallic silver. Absently brushing a strand of long silver hair behind a pointed ear, she sighed almost soundlessly.

Her heart felt empty, and she knew she was alone. Never had she seen or heard of another like her. Her mother was not even like her. She had been adopted. She thought fondly of the woman who had taken ir in, knowing she was loved, but it was not the same.She needed to be whole, and she did not think she ever would. Without thinking she coiled her long silver tail around the base of the rock on which she had perched, keeping her balance as no other could and without effort. Gazing over the now sapphire waters, she marvled a t how the mist stayed in some part even on the warmest days, through sun that by all means should have vanquished it, but defiantly remaining. Her mother had told her it was part of Avalon's magic, this place was sacred.

She was pulled from her reverie by a hand on her shoulder, and the soft lilting voice of her mother."Drathir ssussun, ele xun dos s'tharl ghil jal maglust?" She looked up and smiled gently at her mother. "You know I am alone wherever I go, this place is no different. I enjoy watching the water." Her mother squeesed her shoulder "I know you feel as if you do not belong, my daughter, but we love you and you have a very special destiny. You will not be with us forever. I know you still grieve for Drizt, but you cannot undo the past. you must move on." Tears stung her eyes at her mother's words. "I will grieve for my mate as long as I wish, mother. I am sorry, but I love him. Even though he is gone."

Her mother merely shook her head and walked back toward thier settlement calling over her shoulder"You cannot grieve forever, my daughter." Lyght merely stared back over the lake, tears silently spilling over her cheeks. Standing she looked after her mother, and to the tribe she had considered family for four hundred and ninty six years. Turning, she spread her wings and launched herself into the warming morning sky, and never looked back.

Her mother turned, watching her daughter go, knowing she would not return, and raised her left hand to the sky, wishing her a safe journey, and hoping she would find peace.

The silvery moon light filtered down into the clearing as the two men stepd closer to the sleeping monster. The first man, who was an accomplished dragon slayer named Von Gorr, held his blade at the ready,a blade thathad been passed down for generations in his family. The same blade that had taken the lives of many evil beasts known as dragons. As he came closer his brown eyes widened in surpise, the creature before him was part woman, or so it appeared.

He leered down at her, his lip curling back in an evil sneer as he called his servant to his side. His servant, a cowardly man named Jack, hurried to his master, stopping short. "It's a girl!" He whispered to Von Gorr, looking down at her. "And she's pretty..." Von Gorr snarled softly"She is a monster, albeit a pretty monster. I think I shall enjoy her before I kill her." He handed his blade to Jack and not stopping to think she would wake and fight him, he knelt, fumbling with his belt.

He was wrong. Lyght had heard it all, and it had been all she could do not to move, to wait to see what would happen. She was seething inside, disgusted anyone would see a man like this one as any sort of hero. As he came close, her muscles tensed, but still she held back, she wanted to make sure she would be able to incapacitate him on the first strike. It was not long before she felt his hot rancid breath on her neck, and his clumsy fumbling. With one fluid motion, she brought one clawed hand up into the man's gut, sinking her claws in deep.

Von Gorr howled in pain and outrage, falling back as she came up to a crouch, her eyes having shifted from silver to a deep crimson in her anger. "You slithering, slimy little worm! How DARE you try to take a woman against her will! you are lower than snake <cencored>!" Von Gorr staggered to his feet, holding his bleeding belly and snarling. "You are nothing more than an animal, don't even think you are anything near to a woman!" He sneered and screamed at Jack "Give me my blade, I'm going to make this <censored> suffer before she dies" Jack ran forward offering the blade to his master, terrified of the beast that was crouched, ready to spring. Von Gorr took the weapon, and raising it taunted her again. "I will hear you sobbing for death before I am done with you."

Lyght never gave him a chance, spreading her wings to thier full span, electriciy danced to life accross them, and sparkled over her entire body. Fanning them softly a moment she glared at him baefully. "You will regret those words!" Suddenly she flapped them forward, the force alone was boneshattering, but there was lightning behind the strike, and it centered on the sword he held. In seconds the man fell, blackened and smoking, the smell was terrible.

Turning on Jack she growled. "And you, you coward, you would let a man commit such unspeakable evil? You are just as bad!" She sprang into the air, heading right for him as he turned and ran, screaming. He didnt get two steps before her talons were in his back and shoulders, bearing him to the ground. "I am doing more justice now than you ever thought you were doing..."She hissed, And with that she proceeded to rip his spine from his body. It was many hours before she was through with the two dead men, thier bodies in smoking ruin. But before she laft the clearing, she had written in thier own cowardly blood one word :
"Criminals"