Chapter 1.
She of misted love.


Her eyes would shift slightly to her surrounding's, Realizing once more she was not at her home. She was now within a city of beautiful stone and quarters for everyone's needs. Stormwind was the name of the city and her current location. Her apartment was within the mage district, a beautiful district with buildings of pristine and white stoned buildings, The roofs were a beautiful magical purple hue, notably made from magicaly enhanced tooling. Though that was a fact she could care less for. It would never compare to the beautiful tree she had lived in for her ten-thousand years of life. Teldrassil would always be more beautiful. Her eyes would shift to the window silently as she stared out to the beautiful moonlit district middle.

Across her apartment the bar was full. Bustling with a part, clearly someone was celebrating their accomplishments of the night. A soft smile would come across her pale face, her silver mostly bronze eyes would soften as she'll gently chuckle. 'Someday's... I wish I was the one who would join those parties they have' She thought to herself. She was sadden by this thought though.. That will never happen to her, something she knew damn well would never happen to her. Not after what she had done those nine years ago. "I could cry, But I doubt a single tear would leave after you left" She called out in the darkness. Though the darkness wouldn't answer.

Not to her anyone. A deep frown appearing on her beautiful face as she got up from the bed, stretching her limbs out. Her arms over her head crossed over each other. Her chest sticking out as she bent herself backwards slightly. Hearing a satisfying 'Pop' she'll return to the upright position she had deemed appropriate. Slowly walking to her vanity, she'll sit infront of the mirror. The mirror would reflect a beautiful woman. Herself would look like a normal nightelven woman. Beautiful white hair falling down in waterfall like curls, though there was bronze streaks throughout her hair that showed fiercely . The front of her hair, framing either side of her heart shaped face. Her eyes, bronze with white would reflect the same sadness she had within herself.

Her eyelids were painted black with a yellow curly like design that was like a dragon. Her lips painted black with a curly design upon them as well. But the design would turn to a beautiful rose. Her nose was a small button like nose. She'll smile softly at herself as she shook her head, her bedridden hair falling across her face. Quickly grabbing the brush she would work on the task of brushing them back into the suitable style she had always worn.

Standing up slightly, her gaze would fall upon a picture frame. A sad smile across her face now. The picture was of her and a man. Both looked very happy, but.. 'That wasn't how it would always be' A dark thought though true. The man had left her, cheated on her for a draenei woman. A damn whore to her though. She saw him, with her.. All the time!, outside or inside of that damn bar!. It made her want to. Her fist went flying into the mirror. A stunned look falling across her face as the wall all but collapsed. Shaking her head. "I'll call the people to fix it.. again" she said softly to herself. This had happened countless of times. She'll remember those smiles, The love, The happiness, Only to have her fist flying through the wall.

And she knew a rogue such as herself shouldn't resort to bruising her fist. But she couldn't give a damn more about the fact that her hand now bled. She was hurt, Disrespected, Unsure, and last but not least of them all, Destroyed. She had loved him. Gave him everything a woman could! Like what a wife gave to her husband!. But no, she wasn't enough, SHE wasn't the one for him. But that draenei whore was?!. A gruttal growl would return her to the world of reality. Her eyes would look towards the brown wolf that stood in her living room. Staring at her as if asking what had gone wrong. A woman stood behind the wolf. Wearing nothing but a nightgown of sheer silk fabrics. "Kemeyo?, What is wrong my friend?" The woman asked. Her voice sweet and smooth, A worried undertone clearly there. "Nothing.. Its just the dreams again Unknown.. I can't forget, It hurts to forget!. Even when I started to do something other then think. I... I.." She lost her voice, Her eyes would tear over. A soft sob escaping from her now shaking body as she resorted to wrapping her arms around herself.

"I can't control it Unknown.." She finally said as she started to sob. The other woman, Known as Unknown would walk towards the woman wrapping her arms around her friend in a gentle hug. "Shh.. Shh.. Kemeyo don't cry, He wasn't anything new or worth any of this" Unknown whispered to her. Hoping that it would stop the sobs from her beloved friend. "I can't Unknown!. It's hard!. Everyday and night I see him!. I see Kiato with Midori.. And I just want to murder her!, You know i've tried that already!. And -" "I know what you did Kemeyo. I can't allow you to murder my cousins daughter. But realize I know what she did and what she did was steal your husband.. We all thought he would be faithful to you.. Perhaps it is time you go and take him back my friend" Unknown said softly. Letting go of Kemeyo as the female looked towards her friend.

"Unknown.. You are so wise." "I know.. Don't thank me yet. Now my friend go get a sexy dress and meet me tomorrow night!. And i'll make sure to get that wolf transformed into his humanoid form to take with us!" Unknown said sharply. Her beautiful purple glowed eyes looking towards the wolf in question. The wolf backed up slightly going into the room with Unknown following behind him. Kemeyo would smile before going towards the wardrobe with her robes within it. 'Perhaps.. It is time.. I take something that brings me joy... Back' Her last thought as she fell on her bed. Falling asleep with a smile upon her face.


Hey guy's!. Thank you for reading the first chapter!. PLEASE. Review and so forth!. I love to listen to all compliments or even hate mail ^_^. Til next night!.