A Day of Class

"Donovan, you're going to be late" the figure walks over to the velvet curtains and pulls them apart revealing it to be Eranalune "Everyone is already gathering outside, so if you want a chance to pick your type of class…"

Eranalune walks towards the bed and pulls the sheets off the boy hurdled asleep "…you have better get up. Rise and Shine!"

The young boy turns to his side in hopes to disregard his mother's request. Eranalune sits beside her son, unsure to his behavior. Just yesterday the boy was ecstatic about picking a class of his choice and now he was looking the complete opposite. She pulls a strand of his silver hair from off his face and can tell the boy was very discouraged. "What is the matter Donovan?"

Donovan looks up to his mother eyes and faintly looks away "Why are you feeling this way? Aren't you happy? This is the week you get a chance to try out each trainer to help you make your final choice".

Donovan sits upright, almost immediately. He seemed upset over the thought. Eranalune looked at her son in shock as she did not expect him to get up so quickly.

"That's just it mother! I don't know which to take! And…"

"And?" She said as she places the palm of her hand onto his cheek, looking at him with concern.

"And...You know what happened yesterday." Donovan holds onto his mother's hand as she pulls him closer to her.

"Oh Donovan, sometimes people can be so mean. But don't you worry; things will look up for you before you even know it."

Eranalune lifts her son's chin to give him a kiss on his nose and smiled in hopes that it would help cheer him up somewhat. For a short moment it did, before he went back to feeling so gloomy she pats his head and tells him to get ready. Right after the nurse maid entered with Donovan's cloths, placing them on a small elvin chair. Donovan gets up to head over to the bathing room while the nurse maid tidy's his bed up. Eranalune greeted the nurse maid and walked over to the bathing room door.

"Breakfast will be ready when you're done son." She hopes he had heard her for she was worried for him. Her son was finally growing up and very quickly, right before her eyes. She wondered to herself if she was the one not ready to let him go. "He reminds me so much of him."

Donovan on the other hand sat there in his warm water tub. He simply would not forget what had occurred yesterday on the first day of orientation. He pondered if today would be any different. It started great at first till all else occurred right after.

Teldrassill Tree, Orientation day

Druid, Rogue, Warrior, Hunter and Priest trainers were lined side by side. All night elves like the eager new trainee's standing before them in wait. All mesmerized by the trainer's glorified armor and battle weapons. All were skilled in their particular class.

The druid showed the youngling elves the spec of a feral bear, cat and bird. In his flight form, he soared above, beating his strong wings in the air. The druid's aerial acrobatics seem to have won the many hearts of the young elves watching in awe.

The rogue showed how keen and quick he was in the art of an assassin. He sprint around the new trainees and hit every target with his thrown weapon. He even showed how simple it was to attack a heavy mob with his fans of knives, all the while vanishing and reappearing at his last stand point without the slightest sound.

The warrior in gleaming plated armor, held a one handed sword and shield. He demonstrated the brutal, yet powerful attacks onto the target dummies. He showed how to cleave an opponent and rend with thunderclap in the process as a protection warrior.

The hunter excelled in his skills as a Beast Master. He showed off all of his pets from exotic to rare. Demonstrating the capabilities and tactics used between a hunter and his pet in conjunction. Setting up traps and commanding the pets every movement and attack.

The priestess on the other hand caught the attention of many young girls and some boys as she provided the skill of a Disciplinary priest. She shielded herself with a holy shield, cast renew on several targets and penance onto Donovan who was standing in the crowd. The priestess then cast Hymn that renewed and revitalized everyone around her.

All trainers amazed many of the trainees to be who had cheered each one. Donovan on the other hand stared at his hands. He was wondering which would suite him best. He liked all of them, but was any of them right for him? He then feels a shove on his shoulder and realizes it was his best friend Adamus Rayall.

"Hey buddy, did you decide which one you're going to take?"

"I don't know, I haven't decided yet" Donovan said as he looks at all the trainers one by one.

"That's ok, we got this whole week to test which one is best for us. I on the other hand already know which one I am going for" Adamus said proudly as he then points to himself on his puffed out chest "I'm going to be a warrior!"

"You are?"

"Yep, you're looking at the new warrior of Teldrassill and the Rayall clan, and I am going to train myself in the art of Protection".

"A…Prot warrior?" Donovan asked confused but unsure of the idea.

"Mm hm, I like the idea of others depending on me to get the job done right. Besides, it seems like the right thing to learn. Protection warriors can't go wrong when protecting their family."

"hmm…I guess you're right." Donovan thought about it again, a prot warrior seemed right, but he didn't think it was right for him. He then was caught off guard when Adamus suddenly shouted out, trying to shove Donovan out of the way but was too late.

"LOOK OUT!"

A pebble was shot straight onto Donovan's face, knocking him back a little. Rubbing his hand on the area the pebble hit him in, he turns to face the one who sent it flying towards his way. He saw Virulos and his friends; Kindrell, Ruvido, and Suaren. They began to laugh loudly and mocking Adamus for defending him as Virulos and his friends called Donovan a bastard child.

"He is not a bastard child Virulos!"

"Hah! His own father abandoned him and his mom, he doesn't even have a last name, so…we just gave him one; Donovan the Bastard Child!" Virulos and his friend laughed even harder now but nothing had upset Donovan more than what Kindrell said right after.

"Bet his mother was a whore and his deadbeat father felt it was time to treat a whore for what she is"

A heavy punch was flung onto the boys face, causing him to fly back onto the ground. Virulos, Ruvido, Suaren and even Adamus were shocked to see Donovan beating on Kindrell shouting out to him.

"MY MOTHER IS NOT A WHORE, TAKE IT BACK! TAKE IT BACK!"

The minute Virulos and his friends jumped in to beat on Donovan; Adamus jumped right in to help out his best friend take a few shots. The trainers suddenly saw the commotion and the warrior trainer charged over to the kids as he stomped his foot down to the ground, causing a crater beneath their feet and lifted them into the air by its force. The group of boys flung up into the air as the priestess caught Virulos with her leap of faith, bringing him close to her safely. The druid gripped Kindrell and Ruvido with his talons, while Suaren was caught by the hunter's bird pet. Donovan was caught by the rogue along with Adamus. As the warrior stood up straight, he looks down onto the boy with an aggravated tone of voice. The other young trainees stepped away from them, allowing them to have room.

"What in the world are you kids trying to do here!"

"Yes children, we have set up a wonderful event of your time of learning and you decide to cause a riot among each other. Why on Azeroth would you do that?" The priestess asked as she checked each one of the boys for any sign of injury.

Adamus stepped forward; he saluted the warrior trainer and stood straight like a soldier. The warrior trainer lifted a brow and smiled to himself, amused of the boy.

"I can explain everything, Sir!"

"Is that so?" the warrior trainer crosses his arms "Well then, do tell young man."

"Yes Sir! You see, my best friend here…" Looking on his left to Donovan as the trainer looks over to him as well and then back at each other "…We were just talking to each other, when this…" Adamus gives a disgusted scowl to Virulos and his gang "…riff raff here and his scallywag friends attacked him with a pebble on his face, as Kindrell dared to call my best friend's mother a…"

Adamus dared not say the word as he can sense Donovan's body clench of it.

"A what kid?" asked the rogue behind them

Donovan clenches his hands and burst out in anger "He called my mother a whore, and she is not a whore! My mother is beautiful and caring, and…"

The rogue places his hand on top of Donovan's head "Hey, relax"

The young boy simply closes his eyes as his anger begins to boil. To relax over a false comment made of his mother, a rumor that is unheard of and to add to the pain, everyone knew of his father leaving them as they called him a bastard child. He never met the man, but he also didn't know what he would do if he knew who he was and ever showed his face to him.

The priestess kneels before Donovan as she can feel his pain. She knew he was hurting and she laid her hands over his shoulder. Donovan opened his eyes to look into hers as she smiled.

"Do not worry child, although people may say the cruelest things to hurt you, you must always remember that they are just merely words to do just that. To hurt you"

"But, they're not true, I'm not a bastard child, and my mother is not a whore" Donovan said as he looked down.

"Listen kid, when life puts you down the best thing you can do is face it and keep on moving. As long as you aren't dead, all else is better than that. Who gives a damn what anyone says about you or your mother, at least you know it's not true. If you don't pay them any mind, the one who will get upset is them and not you." The rogue stated as he patted Donovan in the head and walked away.

"The rogue speaks truth young man" said the warrior "Well, since this event has ended, I think it is time for you all to go home. I will have these boys escorted by me personally and speak to their parents. I will assume that their frowns and silence is based that you speak the truth."

"Surely you can't base it on that?" the hunter asked as he fed his bird pet.

"He's right, all he is saying is not true!" yelled Virulos "They're the ones who started with us, we were just hanging around!"

"And now they speak…hm" the warrior pondered to himself

"What!" shouted Adamus "That's a lie!"

"Children please…" cried out the priestess as a feint voice was heard from behind her.

"Mommy?"

The priestess turns to face the child, a young girl with long silver hair and a blushing pink skin wearing a silk dress. She tugs on her mother's gown as she kneels to her daughter.

"Yes Finalin?"

"Mommy, that boy is speaking the truth, they hit him and that is how it all started."

"Well, there you have it hunter. A witness" the warrior grinned as the hunter rolled his eyes. He took Virulos, Kindrell, Suaren and Ruvido with him as all the young children rushed home.

Donovan and Adamus approached the priestess and her daughter to thank them. The priestess told her daughter she had to go back to the temple, telling her to go home before dark since her father will be there before her. Finalin nodded and kissed her mother goodbye. Adamus waved goodbye since his mother was calling for him, leaving Donovan and Finalin alone.

"uh…thanks again" Donovan said as he was shy to look at Finalin as she smiled, knowing he was shy.

"You're welcome; I just didn't want you to fall into trouble over something that Virulos started. He can be such a meanie sometimes."

"Yeah…yeah, he can be sometimes….or maybe all the time." He chuckled with Finalin. "Well, it's starting to get a little late and I promised my mom I would get home early for dinner. See ya"

"Bye, hope to see you again Sir Donovan" Finalin giggled to herself as Donovan glanced at her in question as he ran off in doubt of the Sir.

Racing back home before it became dark, Donovan stopped by the small twin lakes near the tree. He notices a pretty flower he never seen before. The sentinel standing watch by the ramp warned him of the hour, but he ignored it as she was called over by another sentinel across from her. He tried to pick the flower when he was suddenly pushed over by the bank of the lake. It was muddy causing him to slip every time he tried to get up. He heard a familiar voice from behind.

"Bet you thought you could get away with getting us into trouble" Donovan feels a kick on his rib cage causing him to tumble on his back leaving his front body exposed as he saw who it was.

Virulos and his friends were standing around him "This is what happens to snitch who can't stay shut, especially a bastard child like you!"

Virulos and Kindrell begin to stomp on his stomach as Ruvido and Suaren hold his arms and legs down. No one was able to hear Donovan's cry since Kindrell had placed a linen cloth inside his mouth. He felt his lungs clench and his eyes seeing a haze. He felt his muscle begin to spasm out of control.

"What about his face? He landed one on you Kindrell, how bout you return him the favor?" Ruvido said with a wicked grin.

"No, maybe another time, we don't want any evidence" Virulos stated as he landed one last thrust stomp to Donovan's abdomen.

"I don't care! I want to kick his face in for what he did to me!" Kindrell yelled out before he was able to thrust his kick onto Donovan's face, a loud growl was heard from behind Ruvido. The children looked in horror as a large bear appeared out of thin air, standing on its hind quarters. Arms apart with long claws ready to sever the nearest thing alive. They ran screaming away calling out for help.

Donovan was not able to see well enough to notice who or what it was, but he knew full well when he heard her voice.
"Don't worry Donovan, I'm here, I'm here baby" His mother in her bear form carried her injured son home.

Present time

Donovan could never forget that incident. He looked over to his chest and his stomach as the bruises were larger than balls. His body aches all over. His mouth still felt a little dry from all that linen cloth he had in his mouth. He would wash his body down gently with a soft wool wash cloth even though it hurt him a lot. Once he was done, he got out of the bath and dressed himself as much as he could. The nurse maid comes rushing in with a panic.

"Are you done child!" she asked with eyes wide open and realizes what he is wearing, she panics even more. "In the name of Elune! You can't wear that! Not when he is here!" she runs out of the room hysterical and returns again with new clothing. Better looking than what he wore. A black silken shirt and pants with comfortable shoes. "Here, wear this and please hurry young master!"

Donovan was not sure what was occurring but he did as the nurse maid asked. He saw her worried face and figured it was something very important when he suddenly heard a loud roar from outside his window. He went to take a peek and saw a large armored saber; he could not see its rider for the leaves of the tree would cover them. Donovan put on his clothes and rushed out of his room. The nurse maid stopped him to take a good look at him. She then puts his long hair up in a pony tail and makes certain he is in perfect shape to meet this stranger.

As the nurse maid smiles in contempt, and walks away, he decides to go down the steps. He can see his mother standing by the door in shock as she held her hands close to her heart. Donovan stands beside his mother and softly calls to her but she does not respond. Her gaze was frozen at the person in front of her. As Donovan looks over to who this person was he can see that he is fully armored and seemed to be a warrior. The man had silver long hair with a mustache to match and pale skin. He wore an eye patch on his left eye and had a few scars in his face. The man seemed to have faced many wars in his time. Donovan felt his heart race, he didn't understand why, but he also knew well enough his body shaking was the feeling of intimidation as the man's narrowed eyes stared deep into his.

"L'orien…" Eranalune whispered softly in disbelief, Donovan looks up to his mother pondering who this man was as he gazed at him once again, this time not leaving his sight off the warrior who had then dismounted his battle saber.

"Mother…who…" Donovan hesitated for a moment, something within him was already telling him who this intimidating warrior was but he felt the urge to ask either way to be certain "…who is he?"

His mother yet again did not reply to her son. She was in shock as the figure approaches them and stands in front of Donovan and his wife Eranalune. He does not smile, he does not greet, his face was stern and somehow he seemed unsure on what to say. Eranalune eyes began to tear as she places her hand onto his chest, hoping what she was seeing was not an illusion. Many of times she had thought to have seen him and it was always her imagination, but now, at this moment he was truly here with her. Donovan builds up the courage to ask this man himself since his mother was in a loss of words.

"Who …are you?"

The warrior takes a deep breath, places his hand over his wife hand that lay stiff in his chest, pulling it away and holding it dearly. He exhales and closes his eyes.

"I am L'orien Ellemayne, lord of this home and husband to this beautiful woman before me. I have been away for far too long in constant battles for the king and our people. I have finally…after so long…" He kneels before Eranalune as he pressed his forehead onto his wife hand; thankful that they were still safe "…I am finally home".

Eranalune kneeled to hold her husband close to her "My love, you have returned to me again"

Donovan was in awe, her love? His wife? If that were true, then the day he wondered on how to react, say or ask have come alas. This man was surely...

"Donovan…" his mother calls to him and breaks his thoughts as he stares at his mother "…this is your father."