Hey, I started this awhile ago and school started and such so I gave up for awhile. but I've redone the fics for grammatical errors and just extended things a bit. so please. if you haven't read this before or if you're returning to check in again. Take time to write a review. I really appreciate them.

Game World of Warcraft owned by blizzard not me, though the main characters are mine along with the fiction.

"Kara, please, stay here with me and your father," My mother begged me, fear evident in her eyes. I couldn't blame her for being scared. Especially when there were sightings of a beast unlike any other lurking about, striking Gilnean families down, leaving only blood behind in its wake, along with another of the beasts that we called Worgen.

"Your father and I can't stand the thought of you going out and being killed by that monstrosity, or worse, being turned into one of them!" she looked as if she was going to cry, clutching my father's arm for support, but it never came.

I shook my head, ignoring her warning and concern as I snatched up my rifle and headed out the door, closing it tight behind me. I turned and followed some of the soldiers who were rushing through the city.

"What's going on?" I asked one of the soldiers as he tried to run passed me, he had messy red hair and small beard and nearly pure white skin with fear. He wore the regular armor for a guard. Which are just Gilnean clothes of a tan shirt and long brown pants. "Just follow me if you want to fight! Otherwise you're as good as dead along with the rest," the man sharply and coldly advised as he started to dash off again.

Looking around the city as I followed him, I saw bloodied bodies scattered around the ground, some of them obviously freshly made into corpses. As we neared a turn I heard a screaming coming from in back of me. Whipping around I saw a women about ten years older than me being mauled ferociously by one of the beasts. Quickly, trying to save her I raised my gun shooting a bullet straight through the beast's skull, a cracking sound being made before it fell over dead.

As I walked over to her I watched her body writhe on the ground. She was holding her neck which looked like where she was bitten.

"Please… k-kill me… quickly!" she wailed starting to cough up blood. I just stood there in shock, unconsciously raising my gun to her head before pulling the trigger, her body now laying still.

The man I was with walked over to me, seeing my obvious expression of shock, he placed a hand on my shoulder. "You did the right thing kid," he assured me before grabbing my arm and leading me away.

When we got to the square I saw an obscene amount of Worgen ravaging the small area of the city. Looking around some more I saw Liam Greymane fending off the Worgen by riding through on his horse with a sword in his hand, cutting away at the beasts as they came near him.

Seeing as the man I was with left me to myself I turned around, running through the pathways looking for my true desire, not to help fight, but to find my friend Josiah.

When I got to his cellar I opened it up and went inside to find a Worgen huddled up in a corner. It turned around, pouncing on me, biting my arm as I threw it up in front of my throat. Struggling to get free I heard a gun shot and the worgen's body went limp on top of me. Then pushing it off me I got up and saw Lorna Crowley to the right of me near the cellar's entrance.

"Are you alright? You're not too hurt are you?" She asked worriedly as she looked me over. When we got to my arm she took at look at me and then shook her head, "Its fine, not a bad bite, you shouldn't turn…" but she didn't look very sure as she grabbed my hand, leading me out to a small building.

When we got inside she gave me some wash cloths to clean the wounds, eying me however as if I was a monster, "Why do you look at me like that?" I asked, while disinfecting the bite as well as possible. She didn't answer but instead walked over to a chair and sat down, cleaning her gun with a rag which she pulled out of her pocket.

About an hour later I started to feel light headed, when Lorna saw this she picked up her gun and aimed it at my back. I watched myself in horror as I turned. When I turned around I started to see red, feeling three tranquilizer shots go into me. My vision faded as I lost all my strength, hitting the floor with a loud thud and blacking out.

Waking, I had no clue where I was, or what time it was. All I knew was that I was trapped in stocks; chains binding my feet behind me, along with one around my neck and both my wrists despite being bound by the stocks. Looking around in my hazy vision I saw two men standing near a table with a bunch of potions. A low growl came from my throat despite me not trying.

"Well, well, it's awake," one of the men said coming over to me with a shot in hand, "Let's find out if this serum works," he was obviously more than eager to find out, jabbing it into my arm and injecting it into my blood stream causing me to yelp in pain.

One of them motioned for the guards on the towers to aim their weapons at me as they unlatched the stocks cautiously. Once I was free I looked around to see my new surroundings. It was cold, damp, and dark, not really much to look at.

One of the guards pulled the trigger, thankfully aimed a bit off. I whipped around to see his face and growled. The man sank down in his tower shamefully, apparently from not trying to fire at me in the first place. I snarled as he yelled down, "Sorry! Misfire!"