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A/N: Might be a one-shot. Not sure.
Troll Fight
His delicate feet moved across the hard, wood, planks of the deck of the ship. His Elvin ears twitched in anticipation. His muscles tensed, and his mouth watered at the approaching battle. Though the chance that one of them might pose a chance against him was almost laughable. He drew his twin scimitars and leapt across the dock and land on a ship full of tall, green, gangly, trolls each armed to the teeth like any respectable pirate crew. A smile played its way over his lips as he brought his blades up to bare with his pale slender arms.
The trolls began to chuckle as they weighed the odds in their favor, a few of them even betting on the outcome. A muscle twitched and a troll found himself holding his intestines in his arms. Another twitch and a head went rolling across the deck. Another and a troll was looking at his butt standing over top him. The elf finally fell into his dance. His blades whirled and trolls fell. Axes flew at him. Left, right, left he snapped his sword snapped and the axes found new targets. Left he spun, and drew a smile on a troll's neck. Right he turned, and a troll found his self impaled on a steel blade.
Deeper and deeper the elf fell into his dance. Smoother and smoother his motions came. He parried away an invading axe. Thrust his blade through thick troll skin, kicking high and slashing low with death following his path. His scimitars sung a song, and his body danced to it.
Then a flicker of something crossed his vision. A huge night saber panther was killing trolls with him. Spinning away and killing three more of the monsters, he looked back. No longer was it a panther, but a woman, and a night elf at that. Her wooden longsword hacked trolls apart as easy as his own blades cleaved through their flesh. Finally deciding that she might be worthy of his challenge, he moved the dance in her direction.
Another dozen trolls died by their blades before he made it to her. Then curving steel met solid wood and he widened his smile. Thrusting his right blade, she parried. Slashing with his left she spun out of reach. Punching at him with her cross piece, she tried to say something, but he didn't register it over the song, and the song told him lean back.
She didn't count on that though, and he kicked her in the stomach, knocking the wind out of her.
A couple of trolls saw the opening and leapt to attack. But he didn't want his fun to end just yet. Spinning from the female night elf he decapitated one bisected the other. Finished with them he spun around and took a punch to the face from the "fallen" night elf.
"Ryan." She said.
Hearing her through the song, which demanded retribution for such an obvious offense.
"Ryan Nightshade," she said using his full name. "Listen to me." She demanded.
The song demanded that he attack. That he take her head for such an insult, but the rationale side finally took control. Blinking away the last bit of the song from his head he looked at her and for the first time recognized her. Smiling at her he said, "Alleria, what's up?"