Prologue

Disclaimer: I do not own World of Warcraft and I do not own any of the NPCs they all belong to Blizzard. All I own is the characters and the plot of the story!
Whew! Now that that's out of the way I just want to say this is my first Fanfic so go easy on me! But I will accept any criticism that will help me on becoming a better writer. Also this story takes place after the Lich King has fallen and before Cata has even started. I will post the first chapter if people like my story so anyway on to the Story! Plz R&R!

Wrapping his jacket tighter around herself she waited patiently outside of her English class for her cousin, Tommy, and his friend, Danny. Looking out at the quad area everyone was huddled under the classrooms trying to stay out the rain, some people running through it to get to their friends, others not minding it and just walking through it. Closing her eyes she thought about what had happened at the convention; her family had invited Tommy and Danny so she wouldn't die of boredom.

They were standing in front of a shooting range of some sort and her cousin had decided to make a bet against Danny to see who could hit the target first (as in to see who could get the blonde haired teenager's number first that was working there). Standing in line they realized it wasn't a gun shooting range but a shooting range where you had to use old fashion bows and arrows. Tommy was the first one to go and he looked back at Danny with a grin creeping on his face as he nodded to the blonde that was showing him a quick demonstration on how to hold the bow properly. Rolling her eyes she looked away from him and the blonde, something catching her eye. A boy, she eyed him up and down casually before she noticed he was looking at her. He was holding a bow in his hand and reached for an arrow, he stood up and put himself in position pulling the arrow back while taking a glance at her before he let the arrow go. It hit the target right in the center, oh great a show off, she thought to herself. Her gaze shifted to Danny, either he noticed or he was ignoring the fact that the boy was trying to get at her. She felt an arm drape over her right shoulder before she felt Danny jerk her back against himself. Looking up at him she saw him give the boy a warning glance telling him with his eyes that she was off limits.

"Danny!" She said under her breath.

"Shut it." He said looking down at her for a moment before glancing back at the boy.

Grumbling to herself she looked at the boy once more, noticing he was frowning at her. She mouthed sorry and he seemed to understand, winking at her he turned back to help someone. "Mia, look at him one more time, your cousin is gonna have your ass!" she heard Danny whisper in her ear.

"You're worse than Tommy," she said looking up at him.

He chuckled kissing her head, "I know but I have my reasons too."

She raised an eyebrow opening her mouth to say something but he cut her off. "Your turn."
He pushed her forward to the blonde who was taking in the sight of Danny. As if knowing, Danny crossed his arms

over his chest and smiled at her. The blonde sucked in a breath turning to her and giving her a bow. Her face had gone red. Rolling her eyes at the blonde she put her hand out for an arrow. The blonde smiled at her, handing her the arrow and moving closer to show her how to stand before she whispered, "Sorry sweetie, but compared to me, you have no chance with a boy like him."

"Hate to break it to you blondie but he doesn't go for fake girls like you!" Raising the bow she glared at the blonde girl who stared at her dumbfounded. "You gonna do your job or keep standing there like a moron?"

"Why you little-" the blonde hissed stepping towards her. Smiling at her, she pulled the arrow back catching the blonde girl square in the jaw with her elbow making her stumble backwards.

"Sorry!"She said as innocently as possible, looking over at Danny who couldn't help but shake his head and grin. "Ok, were even. Now shoot the damn arrow already Mia."

"Oh, we're far from even," she mumbled looking at the target. Pulling the arrow back farther, she closed her eyes, taking a deep breath before opening them again. She felt a burning sensation creep through her body as she imagined the target being the blonde headed girl. Her body stiffened, she could almost see the blonde exploding in flames right in front of her. The burning sensation crept up to her right arm till she felt it in her fingers, glancing down at her fingers her eyes grew wide as she saw a streak of reddish-orange leave her fingers and swirl around the arrow. Startled, she let the arrow go. What the hell was that? Taking a step back she saw the head of the arrow glow dimly and spark with the same reddish-orange color as it hit the target making a faint popping sound, and then it happened. The target exploded catching on fire for a split second before it disappeared, dissipating from the head of the arrow.

Opening her eyes she stared down at her fingers lost in thought. Rubbing them together she let out a breath, turning around to see Danny behind her. "Still thinking about it?"

Nodding her head she dropped her gaze to her feet. "I don't know how I did that..."

He put a hand on her head ruffling her hair hoping she would pull away, which she did. "Danny!"

"What? It's raining anyway, might as well mess up your hair now." He said walking away.

Tommy walked out of the classroom staring at his cousin who was bubbling with anger, trying to fix her hair as Danny turned the corner leaving them behind. Shaking his head he threw his backpack over his shoulder, taking notice that she was wearing someone's jacket. Smiling, he recognized the black jacket with gray fur on the inside, it was Danny's. "I swear if he doesn't make a move within the next couple of days I'm gonna do it for him."

Looking up at him, her anger turned to curiosity as she opened her mouth to say something but shut it as she heard a faint sound come from the mountains. Looking over at the mountains she heard the sound again. "Tommy. You heard that right?"

Her cousin nodded as he noticed it had gotten eerily quiet. Nobody was walking through the rain, nobody was talking. All they heard was the pit-patter of the rain as it fell. "Mia lets go."

Reaching down to grab her backpack she froze as the sound got louder. It rumbled over the mountains, leaving an echo in the air that made her shut her eyes; she sensed what was going to happen. Earthquake...she said in her mind. Standing up she looked over at the hills opening her eyes. She saw it before she felt it. Rolling over the mountains, the ground began to vibrate then it hit with the intensity she was afraid of. The two story building she was in shook violently as they lost their balance. She was jerked backwards falling against the concrete pillar, her cousin crashing into the wall opposite of her. "Mia! Get away from the edge!"

Using the pillar as support she struggled to stand, clutching the concrete walls she took a glimpse down at the quad area, her eyes going wide as she saw the cafeteria building crumble to the ground. Her ears caught the faint sounds of screams, cries of help, and the agonizing cries of people in pain. Holding her ears she sunk back to the ground squeezing her eyes shut shaking her head back and forth. No! The ground she was sitting on cracked slightly and before she could react she felt it give way, dropping beneath her.

"Tommy! Danny!" She screamed.

Tommy lunged for her, throwing his hand out, fingers brushing the hood of the jacket, trying to grasp it. "Shit! Shit! Shit! Mia!"

Tommy, Danny, please be ok... She hit the ground with a loud thud. Her head making contact with the concrete ground sending her into complete darkness as she fell unconscious. Debris fell on top of the teenage girl, covering her body from the sight of the world.

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Walking in a single file line, chains clinking against each other, they had grown weak. The young Human who was watching the rear of the line looked at the Night Elf that was on his right side, she glanced at him with the same thought on her mind. He wasn't the only one who noticed how their captives were fairing. He knew something like this would happen if they didn't at least give them food here and there but knowing how Dylynx, another Night Elf, was towards the Horde expected as much. Sighing he knew he had to do something, if he didn't one of them was going to die or at least all of them.

"Keith," hearing his name he looked back at the Night Elf that moved her Deathcharger closer. "Didn't you hear me?"

"No, sorry, was trying to think of something." He said softly. He didn't trust his words with the Horde captives nearby, he knew that one had to know the Common language if not a couple.

"I said you can try but you know how he is." The Night Elf said in a hushed tone looking at the back of Dylynx.

"And if he doesn't agree you know I can always-"

"Tyreena!" He glared at her, not hiding the fact that he was thinking it over.

She shrugged moving away from him, taking her position to the far right of the rear of the line. Her gaze settling on the line, eying each and every Horde captive. They had seven total, one Undead, one Tauren, one Orc, two Trolls and two Blood Elves. Her eyes narrowed onto the two Blood Elves, she noticed that they looked fairly similar and guessed they were relatives, if not they were brothers. One Blood Elf raised his head and looked at her, her brow furrowed noticing that he wore a piece of black cloth around his eyes, she glanced at Dylynx for a moment, no, he knew better than to beat the captives, must be one those enchanted head bands, she thought to herself. Judging by the way the Blood Elf sneered at her she knew that he could see her perfectly clear.

"Move!" She heard Dylynx yell in Orcish.

Keith gripped the reins of his Talbuk in anger, steering it back to his position in the rear of the line moving closer to Tyreena. "He didn't agree..."

Tyreena closed her eyes, "I figured he wouldn't..."

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"Move!"

He ran into his brother's back as the Night Elf jerked the chains forward to quicken their pace. "I swear if he pulls that chain one more time..."

"You'll do what!" He heard the Undead behind him growl, "You can't do anything so quit trying before you get us all killed!"

"I would have gotten away last time!" He spat back, "Instead of letting me go you had to make a huge ass fit over it and start yelling so they could come before I even had the chance to run!"

The Undead moved closer to him, whispering in his ear, "Leaving people behind just so you can save your own ass is chicken shit!"
He spun around growling through clenched teeth, "Now listen here Forsaken! Even if I planned to leave your ass behind I wouldn't leave these other people here to just be thrown in the Stockades and die! Unlike you, I don't sit back in submission like a good dog, I actually-"

"Zane!" His brother looked at him with narrowed eyes, silencing him.

Taking a deep breath he put his back to the Undead once again taking a glance at the Undead man from over his shoulder he raised his hand, that was bound by a metal cuff, turning it into a tight fist and raising his middle finger at him. The Undead showed no emotion, but he was positive that the Undead was furious deep down inside. Looking away from the Undead, it didn't take long before he felt himself being shoved into his brother's back once again, not by the Night Elf that would jerk the chains but by the Undead that glared menacingly at him. Alright ass hat! Wanna play that game then let's play, he said in his mind letting out a loud growl before turning around and raising his right leg off the ground kicking the Undead in his side making him stumble slightly with a grunt.

"Shouldn't have done that Blood Elf!" the Undead shouted making the line suddenly stop with curious stares.

"Dammit Zane..." he heard his brother say.

"And? What are you gonna do you dirty, good for nothing-" before he could finish he heard the female Troll mumble, "That's enough."

In a matter of seconds Zane disappeared with a puff green smoke, his chains falling to the ground with a loud thump. The Undead looked down at the ground his eyes going wide as he stared at the frog that was at his feet jumping to and fro in utter annoyance. The Undead roared in laughter, falling to the ground on his back clutching his sides as he looked at the green frog again, "You got Hexed boy!"

"Great now we got da alliance lookin' at us," the male Troll said rolling his eyes.

"If they don't kill him, he'll end up dying from laughter." The male Orc said with a yawn.

"Sorry mon'," the female Troll said to his brother, "I had no other choice, last t'ing we need is a fight ta break all hell lose."
His brother let out a long breath before looking down at him and shrugging his shoulders. "He had it coming."

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Dylynx looked over his shoulder as he heard the sound of chains dropping to the ground. Stopping his horse he dismounted from the sound of laughter and walked over to the line. He stared down at the Undead who was laughing uncontrollably, his eyes wandering over to the empty chains then settling on a green frog that stared up at him.

"Guessing it's that Blood Elf," he said looking up at Keith.

"Yep, he and the Undead started to get into it but the Troll stopped them...with a Hex." They heard snickering and looked at the Draenei; he had his hand over his mouth, his back to them. "Wow I forgot he was even here..." Tyreena said pulling her Deathcharger closer.

"How long will it last?" Keith asked looking down at the frog.

"Not long."

They all turned to the female Troll, not surprised that she spoke Common. Moments after she spoke a puff of green smoke caught their eyes as the Blood Elf reappeared, Keith knew the Blood Elf was pissed and didn't hide the fact that he was once he started yelling at the Troll in Orcish. Noticing that the line seemed to tense up, Keith realized that the Blood Elf wasn't chained, as if the Blood Elf noticed himself he looked at them before smirking and turning his body towards them, jumping off of one foot and vanishing into thin air.

"Shit." Keith said under his breath.

"I told you we needed enchanted chains..." Tyreena said closing her eyes.

3, 2, 1, there you are! Tyreena's eyes flew open as she raised herself off her Deathcharger, swinging her leg over the side with great speed and knocking over an invisible form that appeared behind her. The Blood Elf re-appeared hitting the ground with a loud thud staring up at her with a look that seemed like disbelief. Bending down she smiled at him slightly before whispering in Thalassian, "Next time, don't go for someone who was a Rogue in their past life."

The Blood Elf tried to roll away but she put her foot firmly on his chest holding him down, he froze once she unsheathed her two-handed sword and held it above his head. "Now be a good Blood Elf." She said tapping his chest with her foot.

"Uhhh guys..." Keith turned his head towards the Draenei, noticing he had walked away into the bushes. "Dylynx! Keith! One of you get your asses over here!"

Hearing the urgency in his voice Keith looked at Dylynx, he nodded his head walking towards to where the Draenei was before taking a glance over his shoulder to see that the Blood Elf was put back in chains. Turning his attention back to the Draenei he froze as he noticed a figure lying on the ground. "What the hell?"

"Think it's alive?" The Draenei asked.

Opening his mouth to answer the question he stopped himself as the figure shifted slightly, letting out a groan. Looking up at the Draenei they both nodded in unison before Keith crouched down next to the figure, lifting it up off the ground. The figures hood slowly slipped from their head, revealing long black hair that draped over the person's shoulders. He cocked his head to one side, he knew men of his race didn't allow their hair to grow past their shoulders but it was common for females of his race to have long hair, just that he found it strange that this person had their hair to where it could possibly drape over their chest. He had stopped moving for a moment not realizing that he was lost in thought before he saw Tyreena standing in front of him pulling the hood away from the person's face.

"What the hell happened to her?" Tyreena whispered.

Blinking Keith looked down at the face of a young woman, a teenage girl to be exact. "I don't know."

"Whatever you're caring Keith drop i-" Dylynx lost his words as he stared down at the young girl shocked.

"We should set up camp here," Tyreena said looking up at Dylynx. "She seems hurt and we're still two days away from the nearest town."

Nodding his head Dylynx looked up, meeting Tyreena's eyes. "We'll set up camp in the nearby trees, away from the road for tonight."

"She's dressed funny." The Draenei pointed out.

All four of them eyed the girl realizing that the Draenei was right. The girl wore clothes that weren't fit for traveling and her cloak was like an extra shirt that wrapped around her body with baggy sleeves and a strange metallic device that seemed to be sewn on both sides of the cloak, holding it in place so it covered most of her body. Their eyes looked at her leggings and shoes bewildered at what she wore, they all agreed that they haven't seen anything like this before and decided to ask the girl some questions once she came to.

"Alright! Move!" Dylynx yelled in Orcish while grabbing his horse by the reins, leading it into the forest with the Horde captives following one by one, their chains making a faint clinking sound against each other as they each passed by Tyreena and Keith, heading deeper into the forest.

"She's so young..." Tyreena said gently pushing away a piece of hair out of the girl's face. "What is she doing way out here for?"

"I don't know," Keith said softly before he walked off following Dylynx. "What the hell were you doing out here in the first place?"