*Intently watches/ imagines*

The darkness was cold, but somehow he felt as if he was standing on solid ground. He looked around, in his mind, and realized why he wasn't alone and who had spoken. Someone, his shadow form, was standing not to far away with his back to him. His tail and wings out, scales a flaming white and flames licking the ends. He looked back at Jason and grinned with deadly white teeth. "Hello. I don't believe we've properly met before. But~, you do know my name~." He said, voice lathered in dragon tone as he swayed over to Jason.

Jason couldn't move, frozen as Shadow came closer. Soon, they where face to face. "...But...I...I'm-"

Shadow sighed, rolling his eyes but still smiling. He took a scythe from behind his back and stroked the long, purple tinted blade. "Ah, yes. You are Shadow. I am you, although a different ... hm, mindset of you? One you let go of long ago, and yet." He sighed again, brushing some hair from his eyes despite that is was literal fire. It looked pretty rebel. "Here I am. I'm part of you, Jay. Admit it, you miss the rush of power that we feel.. when we're me."

Jason shook his head. "I-I don't miss it." He squared his shoulders, realizing he as well was in his half form.

"Oh, you do. Deep down, you want to feel the power rushing through our veins. Pulsing through us and making us stronger. Think it over, how many people do you wish you could plunge our scythe through? " He said, thrusting the butt end of the scythe at Jason.

Jason eyed it, and found himself reaching for it. Just the close proximity of it gave him shivers, he could feel magic pulsing off of it and could feel it tickle his senses. But he took his hand back, making Shadow frown. "I don't want to feel that. Because we could hurt so many-"

"But think of all those we could Help! Think of who he could heal, how we could protect! The spells, the ability! The revenge on all those who did you wrong. Who didn't really want you." He grinned, leaning on the staff of the scythe.

"..."

"You know who I mean. He did. Us. Wrong."

"Harming him won't make it right."

"But is it right to just let him go about it? We could crush him, let his blood run as cold as his heart was to us! He kissed us and yet what, didn't answer our question!"

"He had a right not to!"

"Oh?" Shadow's smile wavered, tears tinted his eyes but he was more solid about it. "Did he have the right to lead us on and yet still shove us away?! He held us! And then told us he'd kill us!"

"He won't, now!" Jason said, clenching his fists.

" Why should we believe him?! He has broken our heart so many times, he has crushed us and yet still tried to put us back together when he's the one that's broken us. He's still a Winter Fey, we can't trust him!"

"He loves us, though!" Jason insisted.

"No. No one but Puck does, and he didn't even try to save us in the first place for our power, but because of what we are we where dragged through so much and taken to the Winter Queen. Do you think, if he seemed so below lying to his own kin, that he wouldn't lie to us? To him, we are nothing. But. A. Replacement, a toy!"

"N-no!...We're not, he loves us..." Jason shook his head. Shadow growled, putting his hands to Jason's shoulders and squeezing, whispering in his ear.

"What does this bring to mind?"

Images of that time in the cave with Ash before the Winter Court flashed in his mind. He sniffled. "..."

Shadow released his shoulders gently. "See? What good is forgiveness when it only chains you down? He hurt us, we are only a toy for him. To please his queen, his mother, his desires and longing. He doesn't love us. You heard him at that dance, he's never seen anything like us despite all the humans and dragons he's seen. Because we are neither."

"B-but ..."

Shadow gently tilted Jason's chin so their eyes met. Fire colors to soft hazel browns."If he loved us, would he have allowed our pain, or would he have done anything and everything to prevent it in the first place?" He asked softly. Both of their eyes held pain, anger and frustration.

"There where laws." He whispered.

"Jason, would we have done anything against law for him? We've already done so as bringing him to the dragon realm." He spoke just as softly, letting the scythe disappear as he pulled Jason into his arms. He was taller, having dragon legs instead of human legs. "Puck loves us. Ash never did, he only longs for his former lover. We are nothing to him, we are much to Puck. Puck has forbade many laws and such for us. All the time. He gave his life, Ash-"

"A-Ash did once." Jason said, hugging Shadow. "He let us get out wi-"

"Because of a deal, you heard how Fey are with those." He whispered in Jasons' ear.

"N..no...." He started crying. "...."

Shadows' own tears fell down his own cheeks, holding his other half. "Puck did say love hurts, but is this the type of pain we should allow?"

Jason didn't reply, shaking and crying.

"We know it hurts, love hurts. But would we, by all our strength, let it hurt Puck?" He said softly, graceful wings wrapping around them both.

Jason shook his head. "O-of course n-not. I...We l-love him."

"Would we fight our own brother for him? To the death."

"Of course! A-Ash did that f-for us though..."

"...Jason. After all he did to you. To Us." He held him by the shoulders. "He took us to the Fey realm, yanked us through pain and such. He only took us to the iron realm because of Flasher. Do you think he would have done that for us...without a deal?"

Jason started sobbing.

"We are his toy. We are nothing more to him, nothing but a replacement."

"B-but...he l-loved on u-"

"He f...ed us because he probably needed it. Who else would have been a better toy to use but us?"

"No!"

"Think of it! We shot the Iron King. We got that bug off him. We where able to fix Puck up enough so he made it with time. We did so much, we are a kid. We've gone through trauma for-"

"We did none o-of it alone!" He yelled. "We can't take any credit! Puck is right, we don't know enough to be properly terrified."

" He may be, but we will learn more. We will show them our power and save these fey. And show them. Who. The prince of the dark really is." he took a step back and gently offered Jason his hand. "Together."

Jason sniffled, whipping his tears. He stared at Shadows hand. "..."

"You and me, us. We can do it. We have the power, we don't need Ash. We don't need Machina(hope I spelled that right.). We are strong enough together. We are. The Prince of the Dark."

"...."

(Yeah, you spelled it right.)

......Jason this is your decision...

(Phew. Okie.)

Shadow sighed. "We have a bit of time, we can decide this in a bit. But I do wish for a favore."

Jason could feel the power humming off of Shadow but he nodded. "What...?"

"Just a bit of time as the main mindset, please. I promise I won't try to degut Ash just ye-"

"Yet? No, we are not degutting anyone." He insisted.

"Fine, but ... just some time, I want to be the main mindset. Just a bit of time, I want to talk with Puck and all. I want to feel the love." He begged.

Jason sighed. "But...what if Puck notices the difference? And how on earth did this conversation take track?"

"Well, you didn't respond to my offer and so now I just want a little favore."

"...I know, that was-"

"Metaphorical."

Jason nodded. "Alright...so, just a little bit of time?"

Shadow nodded, fire hair swishing like normal hair. "Yes. Just a little." He made a small motion with his hand.

"...Fine, but we are going to be me once it becomes a situation."

"It won't be! We are the same person, so don't worry!" He said, spreading his wings wide and throwing his arms up. He was much taller than Jason himself.

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Jason's eyes opened slowly, but his body was already shifting appearance.

O_O Jason...what have you done?

'I swear, if this is gunna mean that I agre-Don't worry, I just wanted some time. I swear, I will not use any power for anything. On my word. ... Now, how good is that word of ours. I do believe I became Jason for a reason.'

Once they where changed, Shadow stood. He stretched open his wings and opened his flaming eyes. He rolled his neck joint, and sighed. "We picked a nice spot to sit, I'll give us that." He said, voice still lathered in dragon tone. He shook off Jason's shoes, not needing them with dragon legs. His talons burnt marks into the grass below them, smoke hissing up into the air. Both could feel the power thrumming through their body, pounding with the pace of their heart. They where stronger like this, bolder. They where more.

Jason please don't become evil

He wont. Not even Shadow is evil, although he enjoys their power more. But he'd made a promise.

Shadow started back toward the cabin, leaving burnt talon marks in the grass behind him with one long streak through them from his tail dragging in the grass. He let his scythe form in one hand, swinging it easily as he examined it. "It's been a while, hasn't it old friend~." He said, running a finger over the deadly blade. His clothes had changed to a black cloak, but pretty much his outfit was similar to that of the Dark Mistress.

Yeah, the boys were definitely going to notice a difference

'We look way different, let's change back. Please? No..please? Fine. But I swear, if you even dare harm Ash. I know. I know.'

Shadow rested their scythe over his shoulder, strides slow and long. His scales of his dragon legs where purple rather than white. Their dragonic markings a moon-light white. He made it all the way back to the cabin, leaving a burn trail behind him. His claws of his wings and talons where white rather than black, a soft white. Their freckles where silver.