Summary: Victor Nefarius learns the meaning of the words 'fan girl'

Authors Notes/Disclaimer Thing: I don't own Nefarius or Rend, but the (as yet and will probably stay that way) nameless party members are based on my friends and my own characters. I doubt this little flick will go further then 3 chapters so don't expect too much.

…And yes, my character always flirts with Victor whenever she does the Rend event. )

Fear The Crazy Dragon Lady!

Victors Got a Stalker

(Chapter 1)

Lord Victor Nefariuswas in a particularly bad mood; not that he wasn't always moody, but today was more irritating then usual.

Rend and he were discussing the progress of his Chromatic flight and Rend was insisting that they still needed more work. Something about their intelligence and ability to follow orders, but Nefarius would have none of it.

Just as Nefarius was nearing the end of his patience, the sounds of battle came from the other side of the arena like pit.

A group of around seven or eight assorted alliance imbeciles were pushing their way trough several guards.

Perhaps we will get to see just how well these new experiments perform in battle, he thought to himself.

As the last guard fell, to a rather enthusiastic smash to the head from a stocky dwarf paladin, the rest of the group of ragtag fighters moved up onto the viewing platform. A human priest plopped down into one of the stone thrones drinking some water as the warrior and a hunter battled for a seat.

A female night elf came around the corner to join her troop with a small green whelping following behind. As the group regained their strength he watched the night elf cuddled the little dragon and emit atrocious little noises he assumed was baby talk of some sort.

Egh… I have a feeling this going to be a long day; he thought as he closed his eyes and rubbed his brow, already feeling a headache coming on.

He felt a nudge and looked over to Rend.

Rend gestured towards the group…and to the night elf girl in particular.

Said elf was looking over at the pair with what could only have been called goggly eyes. To his horror she waved and blew kisses at him.

His eye gave a twitch and he grinded his teeth in irritation. Is that wench mockingme!

She continued this way until it caught the attention of a male druid who was standing off to the side of the group with an 'I'm not with them' look on his face. The druid glared at her and she stopped and pouted.

By this time the warrior had decided that the best way to secure the seat he wanted was by picking up and throwing the hunter down into the pit. And as things go, when one lemming jumps…they all jump.

Nefarius sneered down at the group, now we are getting somewhere. He gestured for Rend to have the first batch of dragons enter the arena.

Now lets see how good you really are…