Author's Note: For those reading Izzac and Renia, I will update when I get another review on that story. But I have a review on this story right now.
Hawki: The Light is kinda like a religious thing. It's not the Light that betrayed them, persay, but the Alliance. Oh, and I'm sorry bout that. I was writing that in the middle of the night, I was tired, I just came up with the idea, and I didn't have much to write. I'm sure there'll be more in this chapter.
Now for Chapter 2 of An Elf's Love
Chapter 2: Painful Feelings.
"Let me go Ripclaw! What are you doing to me?!" Nadeshiko's screams echoed throughout the Ghostlands, but not a single soul that she could see or hear seemed to answer. She was alone with this... this brute. They reached a broken down blood elf spire and the orc threw her in there. She got up and looked at him, then pulled out her weapons. They were easily grabbed away from her and she was pushed back down to the ground. "What... do you want with me?!" she asked. The orc pulled off his helmet, staring into her eyes with his own. They were bloodshot and Nadeshiko could see madness in them. Suddenly the orc grabbed her and force kissed her. Nadeshiko shrieked and tried to pull away, finding herself unable to. She kicked and scratched every part of the orc's body. She felt him disrobing her and her body froze up in fear before she released her fear in an outbreak of fearful emotions that was an attempt to damage the orc in any possible, all failed attempts as he threw her naked form to the ground. Her frail body hit the floor and she coughed up a little blood from the impact.
She struggled to get up, but then felt heavy hands held her down. She stared up at the orc's face, eyes wide with fear. He was disrobed too now. No! She didn't want this! She began trying to get free, but then she felt it. Pain! Searing pain! She screamed out in agony, her eyes wide with unquenchable pain. And the worst part was that it wouldn't stop. Now matter how much Nadeshiko begged and pleaded, he wouldn't stop. He wouldn't go away. He was still there. And then pain stopped and a sickly feeling was there. Nadeshiko groaned and tears came to her eyes. What she would've given to be surrounded by her friends at that moment. They would comfort her and make her feel at home. And she wouldn't have to worry about this brute hurting her.
As if the Light had blessed her, Ripclaw cried out in pain and then reached behind him, pulling out an arrow. He turned behind him and then his words cut what felt like a blessing inside Nadeshiko's heart apart. "Night elf scum!" he cried. Nadeshiko felt her heart drop. A night elf there? If she was lucky, he would put her out of her misery after killing Ripclaw. Sure enough, a blueish skinned elf with green glowing eyes and long green hair appeared. His muscleur body and hardset face showed him to be a male. She figured he was a hunter since there was a Nightsaber by his side, probably tamed and trained from Darkshore perhaps. Her eyes filled with tears again. It was gonna end. Right here and right now, no matter what happened.
Michieru felt fury inside him. He had seen what the orc had done and it had appaled and disgusted him in every way possible. He would've intervened earlier, but he had been having a battle inside his mind on whether to help the enemy or not. When he saw what the orc had done, however, both sides called to help the blood elf female. "You sick bastard!" he said, knowing well that neither of the Horde denizens would be able to understand him while he spoke human. And with that insult, he shot another arrow at Ripclaw. It aimed between the eyes, but Ripclaw blocked it with his shield, picking it up. He quickly armored himself and charged out at the hunter, but stopped dead when the nightstalker pounced on him, hanging from the back.
"Alright Ran! Good job!" Michieru called to his nightstalker friend as the nightstalker clawed where ever flesh was seen. It was hard to do so of course, since Ripclaw was a warrior, and warriors wore so much armor on them at all times. Michieru began to put an armor piercing arrow to his bow and put the Mark of the Hunt on Ripclaw before firing at him. It was a straight hit in the chest. Michieru grinned, but knew that the chest wound would still not be enough to bring down the warrior. He continued firing arrow after arrow into the orc before using a serpent sting. He saw how much the high ranked serpent sting did. The poison was getting to the orc and he began to cough up blood. "This battle is ours Ran!" Michieru said before pulling out his twin swords. "Just gotta kill this sucker and then we're good to go."
With that, Michieru got into close combat. The orc warrior picked his axe up, knocking Ran off. He swung at Michieru, but Michieru, having activated his Aspect of the Monkey, dodged by flipping onto the axe and then clanging his swords against the warrior's helmet. The orc stumbled back and then Michieru took his chance and stabbed out, but the warrior dodged. Michieru hit using Raptor Strike and the warrior stumbled back into the wall near Nadeshiko. Nadeshiko looked between the orc and the night elf in fear. The orc picked himself up as he charged out at Michieru, stunning the hunter and easily flinging him aside with his mighty axe. Michieru landed on the ground, looking dead. Nadeshiko stared at him and the orc moved in on her again, but Michieru had shot up and shot him with a Wyvern Sting. The orc fell to sleep and Michieru picked up the wounded blood elf paladin and ran out before screams of pain echoed in the distance. Hearing that, he continued walking, holding her along the way.
Nadeshiko looked up at Michieru. What was he doing helping her? She would've asked, but she figure he would not be able to answer... at least until he asked her something in Thalassian. "Are you ok miss? Did he hurt you?" She looked up at the night elf with shock in her eyes, shock of him speaking to her in her native language and helping her mixed with fear and pain. "Stupid question, eh miss? Of course you're hurt. So feel free to slap me. I am, after all, supposed to be your enemy." She went to talk, but she found her mouth numb. She looked down with tears in her eyes. "Hey... I know it must hurt a lot, but there's no reason to cry... Hey, you think they'll let me into Silvermoon if I come in speaking Thalassian and explaining the situation?" he asked. Nadeshiko looked at him and nodded softly. "Well that's good. If not, then I'd have to kill your people to get you help." With that, Michieru began the trek to Silvermoon.
It wasn't a peaceful road. Michieru got comments from plenty of blood elves and had to fight incoming Scourge monsters. Michieru thanked Elune the blood elves would not attack him as long as he was helping one of their own. After alll, what good would that do? It would do nothing. Michieru would die and then the girl would still be in emotional and physical pain. When at last they reached the gates of Silvermoon, Michieru got the usual reactions. The guards readied their weapons, but saw the injured blood elf girl. "I will take her to the inn. I guess it is close by?" When the guards nodded, looking stunned as to how a night elf could speak Thalassian, Michieru smiled and walked inside. As soon as he entered the town, he saw the inn. He passed through the blue curtains and then walked into the building. The conversation inside had stopped as soon as he entered the room and he felt angry eyes trailing him. Taking a deep breath, he spoke in Thalassian.
"Sorry to bother you all, but this young lady needs help. Is anyone here a priest, paladin, or shaman?"
End Chapter
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