It was in the morning. The sun was raising slowly on the sky. I yawned, tried to fetch my knives, but for some reason, they were not at the spot I had placed them the day before. I jumped up and in panic I rushed through my stuff, and there, only an inch from the spot I placed then was lying a letter. I took the letter and started to read it. My heart skipped a beat and I gasped, threw the letter at the ground and ran off from my small camp. I ran as fast as I could, and to anyone's information, I could run away from a Darnassian Tiger. I could see the Thalassian gate, I stopped a few feet away from the gate to catch my breath. I bended over a little, felt something close, saw the shadow overwhelm my own in front of me. In a kick, I turned around as fast as possible, but my angle was grabbed and squished, I fell to the ground and felt my foot slip through the grib. I looked up at the person and to my horror it was a Nightelf, how an Alliance could stand here in the Thalassian Pass, I did not know. As if the letter I got was not bad enough, I now had to fight a Nightelf without weapon. I growled a little, but to my surprise, the Alliance did not move, he looked down at me, opened his mouth and started to speak like if he was from the Horde; "Blood Elf, I am here to bring you to The Scarlet Enclave. I will be your teacher" he said. Without my answer, he grabbed me by the arm, pulled me with him, all the way to Silvermoon, I realized that he could only be a Death Note, Servant of the Lich King. Why would he want me to come the The Scarlet Enclave? That is the training area for Death Knights, and no one could train to be a Death Knight, one should have been born as a Death Knight. I soon gave up struggling, no one could win a fight against a Death Knight. All Blood Elves, Orcres, Trolls, Goblins, Taurens and Undeads we passed stared at us on our way to a portal master.
I do not remember the trip through the portal, but I do remember the portal master's face as he saw the Darnassian Death Knight. I glanced over the area, The Scarlet Enclave. Death Knights were training, new and old Death Knights. I could not do anything, but look confused at the Death Knight next to me, "why am I here?" I asked, growled a little and for that I received a slap on my left cheek, "you only speak when I allow you to speak, is that understood, Rogue?" he planted a deadly glare in my soul, I nodded sligtly. The rumours were all right, Death Knights kidnapped random rangers and forced them into submission. He dragged me with him, through the training area. Three Death Knights yelled at him, "so you finally found a little slave, huh, Nafedryn!" one of the Death Knights laughed out loud, the Death Knight, Nafedryn, as the other called him, looked at them, then back at me, smirked slightly and replied, "yes, I have found the perfect one", the other looked kind of strange at me, "but that one is a male?" one of them pointed at me, "I know" Nafedryn answered rather irritated, "are we done? Good.". He dragged me with him once again, forced me to follow him up in a tree, up some stairs and into a small treehouse, he pushed me onto the bed and slightly licked his lips, "you are perfect, Blood Elf" he said with his dark voice, which spread goosebums all over my body.
Nafedryn started to seek through some things in a drawer, "what is your name?" he asked without looking at me, I looked at him, not answering. He sighed and turned around with a knife in his right hand, "tell. Me. Your. Name." He said once again, a little more threatening, "Barus Silversworn" I mumbled, "I see. A Silversworn. We have another Silversworn here somewhere among the Death Knights" Nafedryn said, I could care not less about family at this moment of fear for this situation. Nafedryn sat down next to me, pulled out one of his earrings, and gently poked through my earlope, I gasped slightly, "there. Never take this out, understood? You are mine now" he whispered in my painful ear. I whimpered, trembled and knew tat my life as a rogue was over.