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To Gunzi: yes hes the one who wears the blinfold and yes he can still see and dont worry you'll find out soon enough :D

I will be trying to update this much sooner like once a week if not twice or maybe three times :P just depends!

Anyway onto the story!

Chapter 5

Useless

"W-what in Elune's name happened here..." Dylynx whispered.

Tyreena eyed the small bridge as the smoke slowly blew by. "Only one way to find out."

Alkan unlatched his mace from its holder on his back and raised it slightly as he took cautious steps across the bridge. Hearing the sound of fire crackling in the distance he stepped on firm ground, he crossed the bridge. Looking over his shoulder the Night Elves eyes were the only thing that gave him comfort, that was the only thing that gave them away through the thick smoke.

"All I can see is your eyes," he said softly.

Tyreena and Dylynx moved across the bridge and stood next to him weapons drawn. Dylynx nodded to the two and moved slowly deeper into the smoke disappearing from their view. Alkan soon followed, his eyes narrowing at the sight of Dylynx's eyes as he turned his head left from right. Tyreena slowly moved forward after them her eyes darting in every direction of the slightest movement.

Hearing the sound of coughing the group stopped each of them on high alert as they searched the thick smoke for a sign of life. Alkan moved slightly closer to Dylynx his eyes darting back and fourth from Dylynx to the nothingness of the smoke.

"Hello? Anyone there?" Dylynx called out.

The only sounds they heard was a piece of a wood crackling before it hit the ground with a loud a thud.

Turning around Tyreena's eyes narrowed on a shadow that seemed to move slightly. "Dy-"

The shadow launched out of the smoke running between the small group before letting out a high pitched scream. Crying out Tyreena dropped her sword and put her hands over her ears stumbling slightly to get away.

"Tyreena!"

Falling to her knees she gritted her teeth placing her forehead on cool ground as the scream echoed through her ears. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the silhouette of a shadow approaching her. Squeezing her eyes shut she cursed at her self for dropping her sword as the agonizing scream became a faint echo leaving her ears to pulse like another heart. Feeling the sharp tip of a blade grazing the skin alongside her neck she opened her eyes and turned her head slowly to the wielder of the blade.

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Picking the grass alongside her sleeping bag absentmindedly she stared at the fire as the flames danced against each other. Her eyes began to water upon seeing an imagine of her cousin's face in the fire; he was yelling for her, his eyes wide with panic. Closing her eyes she took a deep breath exhaling slowly, he saw me fall...he thinks I'm dead.

Looking over at Keith's sleeping figure her shoulders slumped slightly as his words ran through her mind. "I don't know...we don't know how you ended up in those bushes and you honestly have no clue on how you got here... but back in Stormwind there may be someone who has an answer to your question. He's a close friend of mine who trains new up coming Mages on how to make portals and teleport themselves to a certain city. He might be able to find out how you got here and may even be able to get you home..."

Might be able too...

Sighing she grabbed the hair tie that was around her right wrist and put her hands behind her head gathering up her hair into a high-and very messy-ponytail. Satisfied that it would stay she stared back at the fire till a familiar sound caught her attention, the growling sound of her stomach.

Her eyes darted to Keith as he stirred slightly rolling on his side putting his back to her. That would have been embarrassing if he was awake. Standing up she walked over to Keith's side of the fire; five feet away from his feet she crouched down to his bags and opened the one where she saw him pull a piece of bread out.

Grasping a piece of bread she pulled it out and opened her mouth to take a bite. She stiffened when she felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, something wasn't right. Lowering the bread she looked into the clearing and realized that the voices she usually hears were quiet for once. Her gaze shifted to the figure of the Blood Elf that was up against the tree; he was staring into the clearing leaning forward slightly as if he was trying to get a better at look of something.

Reaching her hand out she tapped on Keith's plated boot. "Keith, Keith wake up."

He mumbled something before sitting up looking at her half asleep. "What? Have to go do your business again?"

Glaring at him she bit her tongue, ass! "No. I just have a funny feeling in-"

His eyes grew wide and before she could finish her sentence he grabbed her arm and yanked her down on the ground beside him. Hearing a thunk she looked up at the tree that was a few feet away from them; lodged in the trunk of the tree was a dagger that was leveled for her head a few moments ago. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of the dagger, someone tried to kill me!

Feeling herself being lifted by the arm she stood only to be dragged in the near by bushes and pushed down to the ground. "Stay here!" Keith commanded as he threw a sword by her feet.

Staring at the sword she opened her mouth to say something but realized he was already gone. Is he fucking nuts! I don't know how to use this damn thing!

Hearing the sound of metal clashing against metal in the darkness she glanced at the sword, shaking her head she grasped the sword and stood. "Alright Mia, it can't be that hard to use."

Pulling the sword up along with her she stumbled to try and hold it up. Growling in frustration she let the sword fall onto the ground. This is why I don't play softball...no upper body strength.

Her head snapped up to the sound of clinking chains before she heard a faint thud. Leaving the sword behind she crept into the open back to the small camp where the fire flickered in darkness. Hearing the clinking sound again her eyes darted to the figure standing up against a tree. Her eyes traveled to the figures feet where a black mass lay unmoving.

A faint light caught her attention as she looked into the clearing. Holy shit...

She saw a dozen figures running around in the clearing including Keith and the small group of Horde that seemed to be free of their bindings fighting alongside of him. Her eyes darted back to the figure by the tree and walked over slowly seeing the outline of the figure struggling with its bindings. The Blood Elf.

"Blood Elf," she said softly catching his attention. Moving closer she realized he had gotten out of his shackles that were bound to his feet and was struggling with the bindings around his wrists. Chains...chains have a lock...a lock needs a key...key! Turning around she ran quickly to Keith's bags and began rummaging through them. Grasping something cool to her touch she pulled it out and held it in her palm. "Key!" She said excitedly standing up.

"Human!" Turning around at a voice she squeaked in surprise at the sight of a large hammer coming at her. Ducking away she scrambled to get away but felt her feet being swept out from under her as the hammer caught her legs. Putting her hands out in front her to catch her self she yelped when someone grabbed her by her hair and pulled her back up.

"Not the hair!" She screamed as the person snapped her head back. Looking up into a face that was covered by a plated helm she noticed the glow of emerald eyes, another Blood Elf.

"Your not to bad for a Human..." her eyes grew wide at the sound of the person's voice, it was a man, a man that she didn't want to be by right at that moment. Their was something in his eyes that made her shrink back in fear, she recognized it and wanted nothing of it but to disappear.

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When he saw the glint of the dagger whiz pass the two Humans he stood up abruptly and pressed himself against the tree using the shadows to hide himself. Attempting to stealth he realized he wouldn't be able to with the enchanted cuffs bound to his wrists. Damn chains!

He watched as the two Humans ran to the cover of the trees, it was then that he saw three figures appear. Clenching his jaw he noticed the height difference between the three, one was short and stocky, a Dwarf, the other one was hunched over walking in a fashion that gave him away, a Troll, the last one was shorter then the Dwarf and if it wasn't for the outline of wide pointy ears he would have thought of the figure as a Gnome but no, it was one of those little green greedy bastards that would do anything to get their slimy hands on a piece of gold, a Goblin.

Seeing them walk side-by-side meant that they were apart of a mission and whatever mission they were on he guessed they weren't going to let anyone get in their way, including the small group of travelers they happened to stumble upon.

Catching sight of movement out of the corner of his eye he saw the Human Warrior reappear running full speed at the three figures that stood in the open. Once the Warrior seemed close enough he charged at the three figures becoming a blur before he was in front of them raising his two swords. And so the game begins.

He froze for a moment when a figure walked past him crouched low in stealth, if there was a Rogue moving in he knew there was likely more following suit. Taking a quick breath he lunged forward catching the other Rogue by surprise. As the Rogue tried to recover it was to late, he used his chains bound to his wrist to become a choke hold once he had the chain around the Rogue's neck.

Hearing the faint sound of a dagger being unsheathed he grinned slightly as he realized the Rogue didn't unsheathe one of their daggers from their waist, the old dagger in the boot trick...

Preparing himself he looked down as the Rogue pitched their leg backwards catching his metal shackle that bound his leg. Twisting his leg slightly he felt the shackle drop free, smiling he raised his arms and spun around pulling the other Rogue's back against his as he made the dagger hook into the small slot of the other shackle while chocking the poor Rogue at the same time. Shifting his foot slightly he twisted it to the right again and felt the shackle give way as the Rogue went limp against him. To easy...

Raising his arms again he let the body fall to the ground ungracefully. Turning his head towards the Warrior he stood in shock, his brother was free from his bindings...and was healing the Human. Staring in disbelief he realized that all of them were free of their bindings and were all fighting alongside the same Human that helped captured them.

Looking down at his bindings he growled in irritation and tried to rip the damn things off. "Blood Elf."

Turning his head he looked at the young Human girl as she approached not bothering to stop and try to get the enchanted cuffs off. She glanced at him then at the chains before it seemed like an idea popped into her head. She spun around ran over to some bags rummaging through them. What in the world is she doing?

"Key!" Understanding that word he froze and stared at her before looking down at his bindings. Hearing the faint clink of plate his head snapped up. Shit!

"Human!" He yelled. She turned around just in time to duck but he realized she was no fighter, she was a mere teenager who wasn't yet capable of wielding magic or any type of weapon.

Hearing her yelp in pain he curled his fists in anger at the girl for being useless. Damn Humans!

Bending down swiftly he grasped a dagger from the dead Rogue that lay at his feet, unsheathing it he ground his teeth together as he watched the girl trying desperately to get away. Quit moving damn it!

Seeing that the girl wasn't going to stop her attempt from trying to flee he raised the dagger, fuck it, and threw it.