Levie carried Aynnia into Caustic Collateral's Headquarters located in Stormwind's Old Town. He sat her down on the couch and leaned against the wall starring at the young Night Elf.

"Are you okay love?" He asked after the silence became to much. Her glowing eyes lifted to his and he saw the tears in the depth.

"I'm going to kill him" she whispered so quietly that he had to lean forward to hear her. He knelt down on a knee before her and grabbed her cloth covered hand in his much larger plate covered one.

"Aynnia I understand your need for vengeance better then most people but I know that Paladin and I cant handle to see you harmed"

She jerked her hand free and stood up placing her hands on her hips and glaring at him.

"You think I cant handle him?" She snapped. He stood up and laid his hands on her shoulder flinching when she pulled away from him.

"Its not that I think you cant handle him love. Its just to even get into the Blood Hawks a Horde member has to prove themselves. To improve your rank in the guild you have to prove yourself capable of handling what ever is thrown at you. That Paladin is right underneath Jartik the Guild Master of the Blood Hawks. He has not only proven himself to the Horde as a capable fighter of the Alliance but also of the Scourge in Northrend. When you haven't even stepped foot on Northrend's shores yet, love" Levie sighed and sat down on the couch looking up at her. She turned and walked to the door starring out at the streets of Old Town.

"Levie I know your just trying to be protective of me but this is something I have to do. He murdered my parents in cold blood then bragged about it to me. I cant not do something about it. I'm going to go back to Netherstorm till I know I'm strong enough to make it in Northrend. If someone like that murderous Paladin can do it so can I." She turned her glowing eyes to his and a sad smile curved her lips. He stood up a frown upon his face but nodded his head.

"Its something you have to do Aynnia. I understand but know we will always be here for you."

She ran to him and through her arms around his neck and smiled up at him when his arms went around her waist.

"Thanks Levie I knew I could trust you not to stop me"

"Just promise me you'll be careful love, please. Northrend is a lot different for Outland and I can't lose you"

She pulled away from him and smiled.

"I will and you will always be the first one I call"

She leaned up on her toes and brushed a kiss across his cheek. As her hand closed around her hearth and a flash of green light left Levie standing alone in the Headquarters.

Aynnia appeared in Area 51 in the inn and all around her goblins jumped at her sudden arrival. A tear fell from her eye knowing she left Levie to sit and worry but it was something she has to do. She ignored the stares of the goblins and walked outside starring up at the purple haze that is Netherstorm. She walked up to a few of the goblins that wove her over and they each handed her a piece of paper with directions and what they wanted her to gather. Aynnia thanked them and headed for the door where her ebon gryphon was waiting for her. The list took her a better part of week to finish and when she walked back into Area 51 she was dirty, tired, and wanting nothing more then to take a warm bath and get a good night sleep. She removed her outer robes which were stained with dirt, grim and blood along with her shoulder pads, cloak, and gloves. A goblin grabbed them to go wash and Aynnia laid down on one of the hammocks in the inn. That list should have spiked her power level so she should survive finally in Northrend. She fell asleep with the thought that soon she shall get revenge for her family.

…...

Six Months Later

Aynnia stood on one of the mountains surrounding The Fleshworks a smile curving her lips as she watched it burn. She had finally defeated her fears and maxed out her power with this very successful fall of the Lich Kings Fleshworks. She hoped that somewhere in the giant stone Citadel that evil man was pacing cursing his stupidity. A laugh shook her small form as she mounted her ruby dragon a gift from the Life Bringer at Wrymwerst Temple. As she landed on the ground next to a gathering of Argent soldiers she bowed to them and walked into the entrance of the cave pulling a dripping brown bag from her well crafted frost weave bags. As she approached the stone table she tipped the bag and several severed body parts fell out. Aynnia closed her hands together and concentrated as holy light surrounded her then the corpse on the table. The body slowly pierced back together and he stood up before her.

"Bless you Aynnia"

She inclined her head to the Argent Soldier and walked out. There she bid farewell to the other soldiers and mounted her drake flying toward the great mage city of Dalaran. A smile curved her lips as she landed in Krasus Landing and dismounted handing the reins of her drake to the flight keeper. She walked inside and stretched her back listening as a few pops sounded.

'God I'm falling apart' she thought as she headed toward the Silver Enclave.

Saintios stood leaning against the wall watching the night elf walk past him a smile curving his lips under his plate helm. His glowing green eyes watched her petite figure as she stretched out her back and he pushed of the wall and headed after her. He didn't hear his name getting called but the Night Elf must have cause she stalled and glanced around.

"Saintios"

He finally stopped turning and glaring as he watched the little blood elf bounding up to him. He crossed his arms as she through hers around him his eyes still locked on the Night Elf who was now starring at him hate evident in her eyes.

"What Lessandra" he growled looking down at her. The mage glanced up at him a frown on her pretty face.

"Well I have the night off if you want to go maybe…..get a drink"

He pulled out of her arms and rolled his eyes. Damn females you sleep with them once and they wont leave you alone about it.

"No" was all he said when he noticed the priestess starting to walk again. He pushed past the glaring Blood Elf and followed growling to himself when he lost sight of her.

'Damn Lessandra' he thought as he scanned the faces of Alliance members surrounding him. He finally spotted her walking into the entrance of their inn. He growled to himself when he spotted the human Paladin wrap his arms around her picking her up completely swinging her in a circle. Her laughter reached his ears, a sweet innocent sound. He glanced around and his eyes landed on Devon, a undead rogue leaning against the wall listening to his guild master. He walked up to them and upon noticing him they both quieted.

"Saintios how are you today" Devon asked as his Guild master left.

"I'm not here for small talk I have a job for you"

The undead eyebrow raised but he remained quiet waiting for him to speak again. Saintios pulled out a few gold coins and held them up.

"You see Levie over there right"

The undead nodded his gaze going to the human Paladin.

"If you don't mind me asking Sain what about him"

He dropped the gold into the sundae's hand and smirked.

"Its not him but the Priestess with him. Listen in tell me what there planning. I have some plans for that Priestess"

Devon nodded pocketing the gold and stealthing moving over next to the small Alliance group. Saintios smiled while he swung himself into his Chargers saddle when he felt eyes on him. He turned and the priestess was glaring at him over her Guild Master's soldier. He pulled of his helm winked and blew her a kiss which caused her to roll her eyes and glare before going back to the conversation. If looks could kill he laughed to himself. He rode off toward the Filthy Animal maybe Lessandra hasn't claimed another bed mate yet he thought a sensual smirk crossing his face.