Chapter 1

All I could hear was the rattle of chains and the cries of my people being attacked, then it all faded into darkness, someone came up behind me and shoved something in my face. When I awoke, I was with a few other girls and a few boys, as I regained my senses I realized we were on the surface. My kind lived in the Underdark, which are giant underground caverns that you could fit a whole city in, and our kind did it is called Menzoberranzan so we never had any need to go to the surface. Unless you were a skilled mage and warrior going to raid a surface elve's camp, but to most of us juveniles, this was new. When morning came, it burned our eyes for we were used to the dark.

We walked for what felt like ages then we suddenly stopped. A man about twenty, I think came up, and asked us our names and houses and when he finally came to me he said " You're a little young to be the head matron of your house"

I nodded, "My matron died so I became matron of house An'daur, my name is Sateari". The man didn't bother asking the men for they were inferior in my culture. As we kept walking I heard something following us, I turned around and came face to face with the drow's sworn enemy, a surface elf. I went flying back, and turned to run but not fast enough, he caught me in mid-scream, "don't try to escape or call for help, or I will hurt you little drow," he whispered in my ear. He picked me up, and swung me up on his shoulder and started to climb.

I must have drifted off to sleep, for when I opened my eyes I was in a whole other world. The forest was dark; it must have been night for some time, probably midnight, I thought to myself, "Now for my next problem, how the heck am I supposed to get out of this," I said aloud without really realizing.

"You won't be getting out anytime soon my little drow," I heard someone say from outside the cage I was in, it was the elf that grabbed me, I finally get to see the jerk's face. I was surprised at what I saw, he looked to be around my age.

He had light colored skin, and brownish green eyes, his long blonde hair was braided and he was dressed in animal skins, he was nothing like me. I still couldn't believe we were distant relatives, compared to my ebony black skin and white hair we were total opposites. "You look different from the rest of your kind, why are your eyes gold and not red like the rest of your kinds eyes?" He asked, but I didn't answer.

He was staring at me with eyes of a predator. "Tell you what, if you tell me your name I'll tell you mine," he said. So, I told him to lean in and as he did; I spat in his face.

"So, you still got some spunk left I see," he mumbled. "Well my name's Dean, and you don't have to tell me yours, anyways, for I already knew your name Sateari." He smirked.

"I will come back when you learn some manners, for you should be grateful that we took you, for, you would have ended up somewhere much worse," He said in a dark, calm tone.