This story was originally posted on AFF, I woll leave the original comments on it. It is still a work in progress as I have moved and the note book that I wrote it in was left behind so I have had to start from scratch. There are four chapters and the fourth is a new chapter. I had a good responce from reviewers in AFF and I think you will enjoy it.

Hello this is my first WOW story I hope you enjoy it, if you have any ideas or tips, they are always welcome!

Of course I do not own WOW or anything related. These characters are mine; however, forgive if I use names that someone else is using. This is purely for enjoyment. If I make any errors in anything in the ways of WOW, please let me know, I'm still kinda a noob at the game.

Alright, without further adieu…

Chapter one; Emerald Eyes

The sun shone brightly over the Hillsbrad Foothills. The workers tended the fields in Terran Mill. A solitary yell could be heard to the south of the little village of Terran Mill.

"The Alliance is attacking!" Other screams could soon be heard. A young Blood Elf Warlock shot upright in the bed she'd allotted for the night. A deep scowl crossed her features. Her emerald eyes narrowing to slits. She pushed the covers away from her body and quickly stood to gather her things. Loud crashes and screams could be heard in the lower part of the Inn. Her heart hammered wildly in her chest.

Using a soul shard she summoned her Void Walker, Phangak to aide her. She was only able to quickly cast a protection spell before her door was thrown open. There stood a tall Night Elf with murder in his golden eyes. He appeared to be a Rogue, and a dangerous one at that.

"Attack him Phangak! Sacrifice!" The magic washed over her skin as the void walker created a sort of barrier between herself and the man before her. The Rogue smirked before destroying her pet in two hits. His heavy leather boots thudded towards her as she attempted to escape. She succeeded only in tripping and falling backwards onto her bed. She managed to wrestle a dagger out from beneath her pillow and attempted to strike at the large Night Elf.

A laugh rumbled low in his chest as he closed his large hand around her wrist. He tsked. "Now, now, little lamb, it's not nice to play with daggers. You could hurt yourself…" His silky voice rolled over her only adding to her fury. He lifted her wrists above her head and knelt between her thighs. "Now what is a young thing such as yourself doing way out here with the big boys?" A dark grin spread across his chiseled visage. She struggled against his weight to no avail. He lowered his weight into her petite body, his right free hand, turning her face away so he could brush his clean shaven face against her smooth neck. His long black hair fell around his muscled shoulders as he scented her skin. His hand caressed her neck and brushed over her bare shoulder.

Seizing the opportunity, the Warlock turned her head sharply and sunk her sharp teeth into the Rogue's long ear, tasting the metallic tang of his blood washing over her tongue. A deep growl issued from his chest and he entwined his long fingers into her curly black locks and yanked her head back. "You bloody witch! You're going to pay-"

"Oi! Gid, did you find anything up there?" A gravely voice from below asked. He growled again, feeling her shudder beneath his grasp.

"Yes… I think I have myself a new pet!"

"What no! Let me go!" She struggled violently against him. Tears forming in her eyes, she cried, "Please! Don't hurt me; I've no defense against you!"

"There, there, little lamb…" He whispered in hushed tones. He locked his eyes to her emerald depths. His deep voice slid as smooth as silk into her senses. "I will not harm you… Yet…"

A/N: Well there it is… I know it's kind of short, but felt right to stop there. *Begs* Please no murdering of the Author!! *Begs forgiveness for the cliffy.*

Thanks for reading, I will post chapter two if

1. I get a huge responce tonight, or

2. I will make you wait until tomorrow :D