Chapter Ten

The water was cool, but the sand beneath it had been baked thoroughly. She knew Zan was keeping an eye out for her nearby, just in case any of the other trolls felt like they could get away with eating goblin for dinner, but she still felt very lonely. Staring out at the great sea before her, Mixy bit her lip and sunk her teeth in deep.

Were they back together? She did not know, she did not know if she wanted to know either. Vonzahn had come back to the tent after at least half an hour, but had said nothing and simply went to bed. Now the light of the day was fading and for some reason, Mixy could not help but feel that the two had grown close again. She'd seen the white haired troll give Vonzahn a kiss before she departed back to her own living quarters, and she felt certain it would not be the last.

Taffy at her side, the goblin sighed and reached down to pet her cat. "You." Said a voice. Looking up, she saw Kimei now, standing imposingly over the shorter creature. Her heart became a flurry and she hoped that Zan was nearby, as he said he would be. "I not be here ta talk. Normally I'd be challenging ya ta fight ova dat boy, but dat's just it. He's a boy an not da troll I be needing. I came here ta tell ya we even. For da boat. I got ta survive, and ya get ta keep that sniveling creature."

Furrowing her brows, the goblin felt her greediness get the best of her, feeling that the troll's reasoning was not enough. "Shut up why dontcha? Vonny isn't a sniveling creature, he's a brave guy! Attitude problem, sure, but I'm startin' to think that's just the whole lot of ya! So yeah, we're even!" The goblin wanted to defend Vonzahn's pride no matter what the cost may be. To her surprise, however, the other troll merely smiled and turned away. Confused, but too tired to care, the goblin walked back to the tent.

Passing Zan on the way, who'd clearly been keeping an eye on the situation, she growled, "Nice going there champ! Real hawk eye ya got!" Walking into the tent, she saw that Vonzahn now sat up in his bed and stared at her. Huffing, she walked over to her own items and began to unravel her blanket. "Where do ya tink ya be sleeping?" he asked her. "On the floor."

She'd been so angry that she'd not noticed the troll get up; he swiftly picked up the goblin from behind and carried her to his bed. "Ya sleep here." He told her. Snarling, the goblin tried to get away, but the troll tightened his grip on her and pulled her in tight. "Vonzahn let me go!" she hoped calling him by his full name and not her childish nickname that he'd realize she was serious, but the troll gracefully spun her around to face him and pulled her in tight to his chest.

Blushing, but still furious from her meeting with Kimei and this troll's closed off personality, the goblin tried to push away, and yet he was too strong. "Why are you doing this..." He heard her sniffle and could feel warm tears hit his chest. He didn't answer, but merely held her more gently now that she'd given up. "It's not okay, you know." She sniffled more. "I really like you, but you can't keep doing this to me... What would a troll want with a goblin?" What indeed, the troll did not know much himself. And so he held on to her, waiting. It didn't take long for the small goblin to fall asleep in the troll's arms, her face flushed from either nervousness or the heat, he could not tell.

In her dreams she saw the faces of her parents and saw all of Kezan burn, as it had. She wanted to scream, but her voice would only allow her to squeak, and nothing more and she was certain that even if she could, the trepidations wouldn't stop. And then she could feel something; warms lips brushed the top of her forehead, then her nose, but they stopped at her lips. She could feel pointed objects slightly rubbing against her cheeks and the heat roll off of the presence as it hovered. It moved suddenly, kissing her neck and stopping in between her collarbones.

And then she woke up, the dim light of day making it's way through the tent. No one was in it, but Mixy felt her heart being to rapidly beat so fast it hurt. Her nightmares had been so real and the dream even more so, but she wondered slightly to herself if it had really been a dream? And if the last part had been reality, was it really the dream she wanted to come true?

A week later, a gryphon arrived. "What, ya never seen one before?" hissed an angry, familiar accent. "Get the hell back! It's not for you to eat!" hissed an angry, short goblin. "Looks like ya be having a visita." Vonzahn called into the tent. Rushing out, she saw a goblin perhaps only a few years older than herself, with a brighter shade of green to his skin, long shaggy black hair and yellow eyes. Pushing back flying goggles, he looked around. "I'm looking for a miss... Ah..." the goblin checked his hand which had a smudged name written on it.

"Mixy!" called the female as she rushed towards him. "I'm the only goblin in Sen'jin..." she added in a gasping voice as she reached him. He stared at her for a few moments, noticing how desperate she was, and then turned to glare at the trolls that seemed to swarm his mount.

"It's not mine, so don't even think about touching it!" he warned them. "Freakin' fortune to replace one." Sighing and placing a hand on his frustrated forehead, he stared at the young girl before him. "How old are ya darling?" he asked. "Sixteen." She said, holding her hands together in nervousness. "Damn... Okay, listen kid, I thought you'd be older. Who's been takin' care of you?" he asked.

"Me." Replied the gruff voice of Vonzahn. The small creature seemed taken aback by how tall and threatening the troll was, but said nothing. "Kay... So listen, both of ya... I don't know who made it out of Kezan. I've been moving place to place for some time in different places and working with few other goblins. I heard back from one the other day, says a shipment of goblins made it to Orgrimmar, but doesn't look like many are staying there. No clue where all these goblins are going, but it ain't permanent.

"So here's my proposal, kid. I know my family wasn't on that island. No way, no how. Only got my sister, and trust me there's no reason she'd be in Kezan. But I promised Lea I'd take you to Orgrimmar and help you find your parents. But if we're going," he shot a glare to the trolls who stared at his mount with hostility, or perhaps hunger. "Then we go now."

Her heart seemed to flip over in her chest; was she really going to find her parents, and so soon?