Chapter 7

Shimmer of Silver

Picking up a bloodied throwing axe from the Troll he just killed, Keith spun around chucking the small axe at the Dwarf that was attempting to cast a spell. The Dwarf stopped mid cast and dived to the floor dodging the axe as Keith ran towards the midget, digging his right foot into the ground he lunged forward charging the Dwarf. The Dwarf stared wide-eyed as he saw the Warrior appear before him, sword raised to strike.

Keith brought his sword down taking the Dwarf's head clean off its shoulders, his clouded eyes scanned the area for the small green Goblin as he felt the rage inside his body begin to cloud his thoughts. His eyes landed on the small Horde group, a sweet innocent smile spreading across his face as he flexed his fingers over the handle of the sword at the sight of the Goblin clawing at the ground trying to get free of the Forsaken's grasp.

"Back up! Where's the backup!" The Goblin screamed in Common. "Back-"

The Goblin lost its voice as plated boots came into its line of sight. "I've always wanted to kill a Goblin..." Its eyes grew wide as it felt the tip of a blade resting on its back. "To see if it has green blood." With that being said Keith plunged his sword into the Goblins back, twisting his sword ruthlessly before ripping it out of the Goblin's side. Starring at his sword he saw red blood. "No green blood."

His eyes traveled away from his sword, landing onto the Forsaken that was smirking at him. "I always enjoy watching Warrior's kill something."

Keith smirked back before he caught movement across the clearing, the back up the Goblin wanted so bad. Tilting his head he caught sight of four figures before another five appeared, nine people total with the chance of more on the way. This is going to be fun. A wicked smile flashed across Keith's face till the rage inside him began to slowly fade. His eyes cleared from the clouded vision he experienced a few moments ago, his heart dropped to his stomach as his thoughts cleared. This is going to be bad.

Looking back at the small Horde group he muttered under his breath, "Light, please tell me I'm making the right decision."

Crouching down he stuck a finger inside his right boot and pulled out a key. Looking up he saw the figures appear from out of the trees, weapons drawn as three disappeared from sight. Narrowing his eyes he realized they were Horde and Alliance making up the group, what the hell is going on.

He shifted his eyes back to the small Horde group, his eyes finding the female Troll. "Truce for now?"

The female Troll glanced at the Blood Elf before looking back at him. "For now."

"Alright," he said quietly tossing the key to the female Troll. Rising from his position he saw the group of both factions moving closer, moving with caution, moving slow. There trainees, he realized. If it was an experienced group made up of experienced fighters Keith knew they would have charged him once they appeared from out of the forest.

Raising his sword he gritted his teeth as he knew a lot of pain would soon come as a consequence for what he was willing to do. Time to give in. Tightening his grip on the sword he felt the rage begin to boil inside him as he ran head on towards the group. His eyes locked on to the closest target, a Orc in robes, a caster of some type; his eyes began to cloud as the rage surged through his body. Pushing off his right foot he charged his target not taking notice that the small Horde group had him covered.

Reaching his target he quickly dealt with the Orc, decapitating it. Turning around he searched for another target, his eyes landed on a Gnome that suddenly appeared behind the Blood Elf who was healing one of his comrades. Reacting on instinct and training he charged the small Gnome impaling it on his sword as he collided with the Blood Elf.

A bright flash of light erupted from the Blood Elf sending a wave of holy energy through him that felt like a dagger being forced through his body, entering through his chest and bursting out of his back.

Whoever said a Holy Priest can't pack a punch, I'm gonna send them to this guy. Kicking the Gnome off of his sword he turned away from the Blood Elf, picking his next target. His clouded eyesight turned into a red haze, his blood pounded in his ears, all the sounds around him disappeared as the rage surged through his body. He gave in, allowing the rage to take over his mind, his body.

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Should have saw that coming...

Rolling to his hands and knees a feeling of dread began to bloom in his chest as he realized he was in no condition to fight an experienced Warrior. He felt his strength waning, the lack of sleep and hardly any food in his stomach began to catch up to him.

Hearing someone gasp he looked up, the Human girl rolled onto her side obviously in pain, her knuckles turned white around the bow she had a death grip on. Her body slumped forward slightly, she was unconscious.

Worthless Human...

Forcing himself to stand he faced the other Blood Elf, his eyes landed on the dagger in the Warriors thigh, a grin spreading across his face as he watched the other Blood Elf yank it out.

"So, your the Rogue with a bounty on his head." The other Blood Elf dropped the dagger, raising the hammer in his hands, he rested it on one shoulder, his fel green eyes laughing silently in amusement. "They may show you some mercy, considering your unique...background."

How could he- "Who are you," he growled out through gritted teeth.

"Someone you don't need to worry..." The Warrior trailed off, something catching his eye. Following the other Blood Elf's eyes he caught the sight of a shimmer, the faint light from the fire flickered across the Human girls face catching something silver that hung around the girls neck.

Looking back at the Warrior his eyes narrowed, if it wasn't for the plated helm covering the Blood Elf's face he could have sworn he saw the Elf smile. A command was shouted in common catching the Warriors attention, along with the other people that were attacking the small Horde group and Human Warrior.

The Blood Elf glanced at the Human girl before running in the opposite direction, disappearing into the darkness of the forest. Taking a deep breath he looked in the direction of where his brother was fighting. The small group fared well against their attackers, bodies surrounded them, two attempting to flee only to be hacked to pieces by the Human Warrior.

In the corner of his eye he saw a flash of red run through the trees, close to where the Human girl was. Turning towards the forest his eyes caught a wisp of red hair floating through the air. Closing his eyes he took a deep breath, exhaling slowly he heard footsteps approaching him.

"Ya all right elfie?"

"I'm fine." Opening his eyes he stared into the darkness of the forest, something wasn't right, he felt it in his gut. In his peripheral vision he saw Sahee move away from him. Looking in her direction he glared at the Troll, she was checking the Human girl.

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Starring at the scene that was taking place in front of her, the veteran Rogue narrowed her eyes. "Pull back! We shouldn't be wasting our time saving the trainees!"

Five figures that were watching from a distance in the trees disappeared at her command, glancing to her right she saw her second in command appear behind a tree. Eying the Blood Elf warrior she spotted a wound in his thigh, glaring at the Blood Elf she turned her back to him, flicking her hair back she began to walk off.

"That thing the boss wants...what does it look like again?"

She stopped at the casual tone in his voice and looked over her shoulder raising an eyebrow. Her eyes widened at the sight of his grin. "You found it?"

He shrugged his shoulders, walking past her. "Not sure."

Feeling a breeze brush past him he saw her red hair disappear in the direction of where he just came from.

Staying near the shadows of the trees she searched for a hint of it and found it. The faint shimmer of silver caught her eye, moving closer she saw it on a chain around a Human girls neck. Smiling to her self she moved closer to the girl...

The color from the veteran Rogue's face drained as she caught a glimpse of the girl's face, her blood running cold upon noticing the very well known Blood Elf Rogue near her. Darting deeper into the forest she stopped at a fallen log waiting patiently, two rogues came out of stealth near her, three others appearing from behind the trees and her second in command barely arriving.

Counting the heads of her well trained trio, she nodded her head, pleased they all stayed clear of the fight. "Good, everyone was smart enough to stay outta the small mishap the trainees caused..." her eyes wandered towards her second in the command, the Blood Elf Warrior shrugged his shoulders as he continued to bandage his wound. "Most of us anyway."

"Were doing a change in plans." They heard their second in command say. "You and you two," he pointed to the veteran Rogue and the two closet to him, "will go on ahead and meet the Boss in Astrannar. You two," he tightened his bandage nodding his head towards two Horde, "are still going to Splinter Tree Post . Find out what they know so far and alert the Boss if they plan to send scouts near Astrannar and you," double knotting his bandage he glanced at a Night Elf Rogue, "are coming with me."

"And what are you planning on doing?" She crossed her arms over her chest, leaning her hip against the fallen tree.

"Getting that little item the Boss wants," he said with a devilish grin.