On the mist veiled island of Phobos a little mouse crept out of its hole beady eyes darting around the cave looking for predators. Seeing none the mouse scurried out taking a moment to clean his whiskers before darting for the cave entrance to gather food.

A clawed hoof snatching him from the dusty floor and dangling him painfully by his tail put a end to those plans. He was brought up to look the toxic green pony right in her blood red silted eyes. From a distance and wearing a cloak you might have been able to fool your self this pony was like any other, she even had a easily seen dragon wing cutie mark. But looking close at her horned head and scaled body would set you back on the right track. the pony chuckled the talons on her bat like wings twitching with amusement.

"Lifes not fair is it?" she asked the mouse rhetorically letting the panicked creature scurry franticly over her claws trying to get away. She smirked ivory fangs glinting. "My master is imprisoned on this dammed island, and you well you'll never see the light of another day." With that the dragon pony hybrid raised her hoof holding the mouse to drop it into her waiting jaws.

"DRAKA!" startled she dropped the mouse to the cave floor seeing his chance he ran for his hole promising hisself not to budge till winter. Draka pouted.

"Great now I've lost my lunch." She grumbled half heartedly but purked up all the same it had been to long since her master had called her for a job. Trotting out of the cave she unfolded her wings flapping them for a moment before crouching down and jumping wings beating to keep her in the air. She soon gained altitude and for a spot of fun on her way she swooped down on a pride of Mantacores horns glowing as she made a jet of flame from her mouth to startle them and flying away before they saw her.

She slowed as she came to the volcano and tucked her wings into for a dive, before opening then again for a moment to settle on a gentle landing just out side a cave that you wouldn't know was there unless you where looking for it. She went in her hoof claws making a odd clattering noise as she went before she came upon a door with a blood red crescent moon.

"Phobia." She said simply and the door opened inviting her in. She quickly did so not wishing to keep her lord and master waiting any longer. The hall was made purely to intimate statues of monsters glaring out at you from every shadow, Draka merely ignored them long since used to the things before another tall door way opened into what was the volcano's magma chamber, a large plateau holding a throne enshrouded by shadows at the centre.

Draka bowed at the steps leading up to the throne.

"You summoned me master?" she said not raising her eyes from the ground, the throne turned to reveal her master.

A jet black filly sized Screameater.

"About time, I thought I would have to use another scream spell to get you here." It was hard to take him seriously his voice like that of a kitten on helium but to Draka's credit not the slightest hint of amusement befell her.

"I am sorry master, if I knew you would have need of me I would not have left the sanctum." Screameater growled and Draka tensed expecting him to punish her for forcing him to wait. To her surprise he jumped off his ebony throne walking past her. She watched for a moment before following him staying a respectable distance behind him. She stopped as Screameater entured a tunnel just big enought for her to fit. She had long since been forbidden from entering-

"Well, unless you want me to torture you for disobeying me come on!" evidently now she was allowed in. The dark of the cave left Draka blind as she followed Screameaters quick and light hoof steps. Before the tunnel opened up to a cave in which the only sorces of light where four orbs that where chained down to the floor.

"Master what are these?" she asked as Screameater examined one that was dimmer than the others. Apparently pleased with what he saw he turned back to face his servant.

"These are connected to the mission I am giving you." Draka ears purked eagerly a mission, that would mean she was being let off the island.

"Your wish is my command master." Screameater smirked.

"Your mission is to Kill the Elements of Harmony."

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I know shorter than the first but it seemed like a good place to stop ^^;

mcgormanp: Spelling and grammer arn't my strong points but I'm glad your liking it :)

Agentsixrocks: well I'm not in need of a dark magic OC but if I need one I'll tell you.