New World, New Life
By SunShine56
(holy crap. I'm so excited, this is my first fic.3 Please RR, and although
I know everyone haves theses, cause I do, but here's my disclaimer: I in no way own World Of Warcraft. I did how ever make my own charters. And Huln is mine. Alllll mine... *Evil grin*
Epilogue
Blood pounded in my ears, though it could have just as easily been the raw power of magic. My small hand felt as if it were on fire. It was glowing a deep red, the color of drying blood. The deep red grew brighter as I prodded the magic, making it grow. I felt the magic hit a wall and start shrinking. I grappled desperately to just hold the magic a bit longer. The glow around my hand darkened as the magic died, soon turning black. The pure bliss of having magic in my vaines darkened as the magic died. Turning on my heals, I picked up the vendor by her neck.
"You..." I was mad, and ready to kill for more mana chips.
"You tricked me, you said they would last for a whole two hours!" I shook her violently when she giggled. The woman pointed a long, panted red, forefinger to a sun dial not five feet away from us.
"Your chips lasted a whole half hour more then it was supposed to." She grinned wickedly, "You'll have to pay extra for that..." Her voice was a mix between the sound of sandpaper scraping against skin and finger nails on a chalk board.
I put her down and reached into my purse for the coins I needed to pay the magic vendor. "Here." I handed them to her and turned to leave. When I was a few steps away, I turned on my heals. One small, thin, finger reached out to her and, using my last bit of magic from my high, I killed her. A head turned, someone else on a magic high.
"You'll give me some of that wont you deary?" He smiled, his eyes crazed. He was far gone, had one to many mana chips.
Lacing my fingers in the woman's chip bag, I took one and pointed my finger again at my next victim. "Nope."