This is a co-story written by myself and KylieFree

She wasn't afraid, so to speak, but more so disappointed in herself. Her true intentions were found out, one thing a spy should know how to hide. As her feet glided quickly through the grass and the mud from the newly rained ground splattered against her boots she thought, even the best spy's get caught sometimes.

"Warchief." She said with her back straight as a board and her hands neatly tucked behind, standing in a respectful mannor to the leader of the horde inwhich in reality, she hated more than hell itself.

Dodging every other direction amongst the sullen trees, the fog hung around her with a thickness preventing her from seeing even a mere 3 feet ahead. Her breath sharp and quick, beginning to send pain throughout her whole body as she took more and more steps. She couldn't stop, she had to keep going, if not it would mean her life. She could only run for so long and her boots began to sink into the mud and her pace began to slow.

"Tenebrae." The warcheif breathed the rogues surname. "What news have you come to tell me that is so important as to interupt my important business?" He asked showing nothing but a stone face and hatred in his voice.

"Sir." She said kneeling down with one leg, "It seems the Ally forces have began to move back, retreating if so." She said with seriousness but everything that had come out of her mouth was a lie. She knew the Ally would never retreat or run away from the horde but Garrosh would believe her, like he always did. He may be the warcheif but his ego had made him blind.

"Do you take me for a fool, Tenebrae?" He asked with wide eyes filled with prue hatred, "I know the Ally forces will be surrounding the group I sent out, and now you have been caught a liar. What do you have to say for your pathetic self?" He asked again not anticipating an answer.

"Sir, I had no idea they had surrounded-" She began another lie before interupted.

His sharp laugh echoed throughout her mind, that obnovious loud laughter. Her legs still striding her vision began to fuzz, her sides ached with pain, and her skull pounded with agony. The rain began to fall again, the trees kept most of it off from the blood elf but she could hear the thunder in the sky. Her boots wet and muddy, you can't stop, she told herself. If you stop they will tortue you, you've seen it happen to others who have done far less than you. He will make you suffer.

"Don't act stupid rogue, you've betrayed the horde and you will pay for your actions!" He snapped his fingers and two men that once stood by his side now held her by her thin arms. She knew now it was over and if she didn't fight for her life he would take it from her.

Her arms being thin were loose in their grasp, she pulled them away and used her stealth to dissapear, she knew it would not last forever and she also had to conserve her powers. As she left the building she turned released her stealth. Citizens of Orgrimmar stood staring at the young rogue. The two men and Garrosh came out of the building and Garrosh screamed, "DO NOT LET HER LEAVE!"

The Ashenvale forest had always been a pretty place to be, but because of the current cituation she didn't have time to sit and sight see. Stormwind was her objective, her years of loyalty to the King would now serve her justice. She may be a blood elf but the King trusted her, and she knew he was not one to turn on his allys like the warchief.

She could hear the heavily armored warriors not far behind, their weapons clattering against one another. The rogue shut her eyes tight, and felt her body lighten. The warriors clattered past without a second look back. She couldn't believe her stealth had worked, the last amount of strength she had left dissapated. She breathed deeply before collapsing on the spot.

Any Criticism will be appreciated, but don't be too harsh. Thank you :)