His sleep was anything but peaceful, in all actuality sleep for Azrial was painful. He relived the murder of his mate, the images flashed in his mind as if he was standing watching it again:<br/>â€˜Nicki my fire! Iâ€™m back!â€ the dragon known as Azrial walked into the entrance of his and his mateâ€™s home. His back loaded down with the new treasures for thier growing hoard or red white and gold things. There was only only silence to greet him. â€œNicki?â€ he asked, it had been a weak since he had been back and he missed his love and family dearly.  By his count the ritual would be over and their children would be ready to transfer into his mate, which was something else he was excited about. Still there were no replies given to him. His heart jumped as he dropped te bag of rocks and plates he had been carrying.<br/>Once he had entered into the large back cavern his heart broke. The room was painted in black blood and shreds of his mate were thrown about like confetti. â€œNICKI!!!!â€ he screamed as tears formed in his eyes as he staired. Their possessions were broken and destroyed, their bed was burned. The small pond was filled with sand and he saw laying huttled over a mass of broken shells and purple  goo. He shakily forced his legs to walk there and sink to the ground. The bones and blood, the sheels and unformed dragons mixed together into a sickening blur before him. His fingers gathered his mates bones and small portions of shell. â€œWhat happened here!â€ he screamed at the top of his lungs. Everything he had was now destroyed and gone, he had no hope.<br/>Until he later walked around and noticed something faintly glowing in the sand, upon closer inspection it was their only remaining life. He could see the life within his unborn, his eyes grew wide. He had less than thirty hours to get to safty and find a new â€œmotherâ€.<br/>His mind slowly quieted and he began to feel his body in the reality again. He frowned some his hands opening and closing as if searching for the egg which he could not feel right then. Slowly he began to mumble and search for his beloved off spring. â€œniâ€¦..kâ€¦iâ€¦.. whereâ€¦.isâ€¦..â€ he kept mumbling beginning to roll and toss and turn. â€œnikiâ€¦.nikiâ€¦.nikiâ€¦â€¦NIKI!!!â€with that he screamed and was jolted from his position laying on the bed. His eyes were wide as he looked around â€œWhere theâ€¦ blazesâ€¦â€¦â€ his eyes darted around for his child his egg at the sun the time the job â€œIâ€™m running out of time!â€ tears flowed from his eyes again.