Hey guys :D Wow Chapter 8 never thought I'd get this far ^-^ and with so many fans! When I started, I hoped for at least one, but now have all you guys ^^ It makes me so happy. But, I have an announcement. Chapter nine will be maybe in 2 weeks from this one because I'm going on a vacation to the beach this Friday :D So please be patient until I get back for 9 ok ^^. Now on with 8!

As Lyla limped painfully to the entrance to Darnassas, she shouted at herself to hurry. A sentinel caught sight of her kin, and rushed to help the wounded huntress.

"Sister, you must see a healer immediately!"

Shaking her tired head, Lyla coughed out,

"No. First I must see Tryande."

The young Sentinel, seeing the urgency in the woman's eyes, nodded her head.

"So, she seems stable enough to travel?"

Chuckling heartily at the high borne woman's worries, the arch-druid replied,

"Oh, I'm very sure she is. I don't believe Lyla has reprimanded Surmor for so many pranks, since Selaerosona has assisted her."

Silver eyes flashing, a beautiful exotic voice rang out at her husband playfully.

"And we know where Surmor has received that from, don't we, my love?"

Veereesa giggled at the sweetness of the Night Eleven family. Her eyes traveled around the beautiful, inside garden of the Temple of Elune. The fountain they stood next to was carved into Night Elf woman; Elune. Veereesa felt as if the goddess was telling her that all would be well.

But Veereesa's thoughts were broken by a beaten huntress crashing into the temple, calling out for her leaders.

As Tryande, Malfurion, and Veereesa crowded around her, the feelings of doubt and fear at how they would react, overflowed Lyla's heart. Her eyes burning with resolve, she trembled out,

"They took them! A death knight came and stole the children! We must.. Save…them…..Deathweaver…."

The world started spinning, and began to ebb away into darkness. The last thing Lyla remembered was the scream of Veereesa's deadliest outrage.

OOOOOOoooooooooOOOOO

Her sides heaving, her eyes flashed around, as if she expected the vile death knight that stole Sela would appear. Tryande was stone, as if she were frozen. Her eyes were wide with shock. Malfurion swept his arms around her, trying desperately to revive his love. Lyla's unconscious body was taken away by priestess, lifting her with care and worry clouding their eyes.

Veereesa began making senseless plans of rescue, when a sudden voice rang throughout the courtyard.

"We must tell Varian."

Tryande's eyes burned with fierce anger, and from the shadows slid a large Siberian saber. Its blue eyes seemed as enraged as Tryande's.

"We leave for Stormwind, now."

Veereesa watched as the huntress swung her legs over the back of the mighty cat, who's roar thundered from its razor teeth, before it broke into a swift gallop out of the temple.

Running after her, both Veereesa and Malfurion mounted up upon their steeds, a stag and a Qua'Dorian horse, and followed after Tryande.

As they raced through the city, the trio reached the portal enclave. Veereesa did not waste a second upon entering the Stormwind portal.

The world around her flashed, and she found herself at the gates to the Royal Castle within Stormwind. As both Tryande an Malfurion appeared at her side, they raced into the castle without a word. But their eyes' filled with anger and war, yelled their intents.

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"Sir, I believe the assists of the Gnomes studying this may prove to improve our standings at the Wrath Gate."

The High Tinker's high pitched voice rang throughout the Throne room.

Lady Jaina gazed at the King as he agreed to the Gnome's idea. This entire day, she had the feeling something was amiss within the Alliance. Her feeling grew as the meeting was called. Her head turned as a saber, stag, and a Qua'Dorian steed raced into the throne room, followed by the words,

"They took them!"

OOOOOOOOooooooooooooOOOOOOOO

Veereesa reined in her steed's head, as it tossed around from exhilarating rage. The human King gazed at her, with confusion and interest brewing within his eyes.

"Who took whom?"

Before Veereesa uttered a word, Tryande snapped back.

"The Forsaken. Have. Taken. My. Child."

Her mouth gritted with anger with each word.

Veereesa interjected,

"They also have taken my niece, Selaerosona."

Lady Jaina's eyes widened in shock and her hand lew to her mouth. The tinker stood in shock. The Dwarf whispered in fear, "The children?", but the king, his face was the most bizarre of all. His face was kept solemn, but as Veereesa looked to his eyes, she saw not compassion nor worry. But cold excitement. Her eyes widened as the King began to speak.

"The Forsaken, you say, Tryande? Well, I believe it is time to attack them. But not at a border, nor a water battle. No, it is time, for the Battle of the Undercity. It is time we reclaimed Lordearon, and restore its former glory. And, it is time that vile Banshee find a more, suitable, grave for her 'people'."

Veereesa couldn't believe what her sensitive ears had heard. This man, did not care for the children. He cared about getting rid of more Horde! Veereesa rescanned the room, looking to all the eyes of the leaders. Both Tryande and Malfurion's love and compassion was true, and the Tinker was utterly shocked to his core. The Dwarf's whispers had ceased, yet his eyes told that he was still shouting it inwardly. Finally, Veereesa's eyes met Jaina's gaze. Within in it, she saw true worry. But, the elf could see that the human was indeed, worried for the children, yet, there was something else. Something deeper, within her thoughts. Suddenly, Veereesa was shaken out of her musing, when Jaina looked at her. The two stared at each other amongst the chaos, as if they were made from stone. Then, daring it, the elf's eyes flashed from the king then back to the mage, who nodded.

Yes, she was worried about the king's ambitions.

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Crimson pupils filled with excitement, as the snowy lands of Northrend came into her view. A lookout shouted that they would land within the hour, and the Dark Lady's wicked grin consumed her lips. Walking back to her private chamber upon the Zeppelin, she thrust open the window within it. Now, within her own privacy, she placed a hand upon her stomach, and let the feelings overflow her. She tried to imagine, how she would look. Sylvanas had always believed it was be girl. A little, sweet girl, that loved to dance,sing, and play. A little girl, with whom, Sylvanas could play with and train as a ranger. And she could brush through her soft curls with a brush. The only one who knew of Sylvanas's secret was Veereesa. The Dark Lady's mind faded back to the time when she and her little sister sat within Windrunner Spire, talking excitedly about the baby.

"Sister, what do you want him to look like?"

Stiffening her neck, and blue irises flashing in rage, Sylvanas snapped back,

"She, will not be a boy. And I want her to have hair like soft silk, that slides into curls like water, even more than mine does, and for her to have soft skin that is light. And I want her to have the most lovely blue eyes."

Giggling, the mother-to-be hugged her slightly enlarged belly with sheer happiness.

"Sister, have you thought of a name?"

Happiness raining from the Ranger-General's eyes, she giggled the lovely name she had picked.

"Her name will be, Selaerosona."

All too soon, the taste of salt on the air brought Sylvanas back to her chamber, where she was not alive nor a mother. A call came from outside her door.

"We are landing within five minutes, my lady."

And soon the sound of footsteps soon disappeared.

Sylvanas hugged her belly, as her trembling legs folded. Her tears spilled from her eyes, and her she whispered softly to her long empty womb.

"Don't worry, Sela, I am coming soon. Let me deal with this man, and then I will join you."

The Banshee Queen stood silently, and walked out to the deck.

Her open wind still blew in the cold, salty sea that surrounded Northrend.

The land where Arthas had fled to when he had escaped her before.

ANDDDDDDDDDddddd that is chapter 8 everyone : hope you like and here I would like to do some thanks!

Sela: I WANNA THANK SPARKIE YOUR REVIEWS ARE AWSOME!

Surmor: I'D LIKE TO THANK ETERNAL FOR MORE COOKIES ^^

Me: And I'd like to thank all the rest of my epic viewers! I hope nothing happens to me on my trip so I can come back and finish the story ^^ Happy Fathers day everyone's dads and have a good 2 weeks :D until next we meet X3