Prologue: The Begining.
The blue skin and haired Night elf with long hair and bright glowing amber eyes hit the groudn hard with a thud. He looked at the Forsaken and growled through his white mask and unsheathed his dual daggers. The Forsaken laughed as she watched the elfen rogue get slammed to the ground by a Orcish warrior. The rogue quickly hopped to his legs, flinching in pain from the large bleeding wound in his leg. The Orc lifted his axe high and slammed it into the rogues daggers, breaking them both easily. The rogue jumped back and grabbed his claws from his belt and quickly charged at the Forsaken only to have the Orcs arrow land in his back. He fell to the ground in defeat, slowly bleeding to death. The warrior stepped foward and lifted his axe for the finishing blow. Suddenly the Orc stopped in his tracks and ran in fear. The Forsaken quickly began to run as a beautiful Night elf Warrior with long white hair charged into her hard, knocking her to the ground. With a quick thrust, the forsaken was slaughtered. A human stepped besides the dying rogue and quickly healed him with her magic before turning her attention to the warrior. She sent a blast of shadow magic at him and as he began to run towards her, she hurled a blue beam into him, making it difficult for him to run towards them. The Night elf warrior laugh and charged into the Orc, slaughtering him effortlessly. The rogue got up rubbing his head and looked at the girls.
The warrior looked at the rogue with a smile as she spoke, "Aren't you going to say thanks?" The rogue laughed as he got back up.
"Thanks," he responded asmused.
The human looked towards the distance and quickly back at them nervously, "Come on,we better hurry back and help the others." They all nodded in agreemant and quickly rushed into a field littered with corpses and fighting.