Fox

My legs moved as fast as they were able. I vaulted over broken crates, and debris. Everywhere there was screaming, and people dying. Fire rained down from flying horrors mounted by green skinned beasts. Tayca brought us to the same bridge we had came from. Then, there was actual fighting, sword to sword fucking fighting, spears flew overhead. Shields clanged, arrows flew and embedded themselves casually into people. The air smelt like rust.. and burning oil.. and shit.. Blood sprayed from hit arteries creating clouds of mist every now and then, limp falling bodies defecated as they expired.

Beautiful women lay here and there, savaged by arrows to the face or split chest cavities, some corpses were burned beyond recognition. I ran, to keep from becoming consumed from the horror of my surroundings. The melee now had progressed towards us up the street from the bridge. Tayca and Dasha jumped into the swarm of moving bodies hacking and slashing away. I knew I had to do something… I had to act; I had to shoot for fucks sake.

Grabbing some cover behind some big supply crates I began taking targets. The first was one about to deliver a killing blow to a downed Kaldorei fighter. A lucky shot cleared through his ear and out the other side. The shot rang aloud over the yelling and screaming, it died down for a slight moment, Kaldorei archers looked at me with surprise and awe. Then the yelling and screaming of battle returned with a changed vigor, the scent of battle was the same.. but I could feel a palpable change in the blue skinned women around me. Volleys of arrows soared over the main melee and embedded themselves accurately into re-enforcing enemies.

Ammo ammo ammo, don't miss you fucking failure, don't you do it, don't. fuck. Up.

BOOM!

'Shit.. bodyshot,'

The charging spearman staggered. The second shot caused him to fall forward, the third missed.

Shit no!

More of them surrounded the fighting Kaldorei, and I fired in bursts to hit as many as possible. Mostly body shots, but it was enough the fighting girls could finish them off. The enemy arrows however were not letting up, looking past the melee I quickly brought my rifle level when I saw a scrawny looking one aiming right at me.

That one, he sees me.. he's aiming! FIRE YOU IDIOT!

I flicked to semi.

BOOM!

The shot zoomed off, I missed the kill shot but it hit his shoulder, doubt he can fire a bow now. Good enough. Two guys beside him turned and took aim. Arrows flew by me, missing by the slightest of inches; my responding bullets then took them down. A barrage of friendly arrows jetted towards their targets and I turned around to motion them forward, they were hitting way too close to friendly forces.

Move up you idiots.. You keep hitting friendly's move the fuck up..

I fired off a few more rounds, and then waved them up again. I wouldn't turn a third time, if they didn't get it yet there'd be no point. A fire bomb scored a direct hit on a house roof, so I turned upwards. Scanning the air I took careful aim, there he is..

Lead it… lead it.. don't change your course you big fucker.. Don't miss.. don't..

Boom…

Didn't..

I think I hit him in the head, but from this distance it was hard to tell.. I was never a good shot, but I hit him, I did it. Then however, it got better, he fell out of the saddle. Taking the reins with him, causing the beast he was flying to crash into the ground with a sickening howl. Turning back up I looked for another one, but they had started flying back across the river. Below them the ground forces had broken the melee and were in full retreat.

As the Orcs ran to the hills I climbed my cover to make one last shot. Once again my mantra took hold in my consciousness.

Don't miss. Don't miss, we need him alive.. thigh shot.. thigh shot.

Don't miss!

BOOM!

He howled loudly as he fell back down the hill clutching his leg as he rolled. I hit him right where I had to…

I exhaled deeply. I killed today more then I know for sure I've done my entire tour. But, I saved people by doing it. Even if I hadn't… I feel fine having done it. I did real soldiering just now. My heart raced and my head felt light, I still felt scared of my surroundings, but… I don't know how to explain it. I feel better, in control. I feel, well I feel pretty god damn good.

However, just like the adrenaline, this feeling doesn't last.

Slinging my rifle I quickly jump off the crate, it was only now that I realized… Nearly every Kaldorei was around me. Awed and astounded. Holy shit am I on the spot now. From behind the main crowd one of the ladies gave a high pitched cheer. The rest immediately followed. Bows and spears and swords were raised into the air and I lost my breath.

I smiled, and the Kaldorei women gave me looks of affirmation and gratitude. Sednaii came out of the crowd and put her hand on my shoulder in thanks. Her two friends made their way out of the crowd as well. Tayca smacked my helmet and Sednaii took my hand, she led me to through the crowd to a tall and ornately decorated Kaldorei warrior. Behind us the others began collecting the wounded and began going over the Orc corpses. Sednaii looked at the ornate warrior and spoke calmly, hiding her excitement poorly. She announced my name and I stood to attention for the Kaldorei.

I became nervous again, I assumed this was Sednaii's superior and judging from the armor and mere presence I think I can safely assume she's a high ranking officer. Without anything else to say I gave her my curtsey.

"Ma'am."

As soon as I spoke I felt stupid, I doubt she could speak English. But surprisingly she gave me a slight smile before turning towards Sednaii. She gave her a curt nod and Sednaii stood back a little.

"Thank you human."

She bowed her head and put her hands out to her sides, palms exposed.

Woah

"Oh.. no, uh, no problem Ma'am. Just, uh, saw you ladies could use some help."

Shit… bad idea dumbass..

Her large eyebrow rose as if to say, yeah great thing to say to an army of women dumbshit.

"Fox, I have many questions. And I know that you will.." she touched her chin as she thought, "…assist me."

I nodded, "Yes Ma'am."

She yelled an order to her men.. er, women, and began walking towards the large building in the center of the town, She turned briefly to Sednaii and spoke quickly, Sednaii nodded and turned out of my view. Turning back towards the building she continued to walk, and she waved that I follow.

"Oh, uh Ma'am, I downed an Orc out there, I uh, thought it best to take a prisoner."

She nodded, "Quite the wise idea, Fox. I'll be sure to send my rangers." Heh, um your welcome? Maybe?

"I wish to make this quick Fox, there are many things that we'll need to do and I have little time to spend interrogating."

I nodded, "I understand, ma'am."

Upon entering the building she turned to me, rather quickly.

"What are you doing in Ashenvale?" Her demeanor changed, her eyes felt as if they were seeing right through me, a cliché I know, but, as good a description as I can fathom.

"I.. don't know.. I was on a mission when, I woke up in the desert.. There were these creatures and I just started running into the forest."

She looked at me skeptically.

"I remember.. falling before that though, then black.."

She didn't trust me at all.. but, her expression seemed to suggest she, well, believed me. By now however my adrenaline had run out and everything started to hurt. My hand was really busted up now and my knees were struggling to bare my weight. I took my helmet off and ran my hand through the slick strands; despite the glove I could still feel the dampness. I felt weird now, and my breathing became struggled.

"Where are you from?"

I took a breath, "Canada. Ontario specifically, but I doubt you know where that is."

She gave an odd smile, "No I do not."

"I was in Afghanistan just before I woke up in your desert."

She looked at me strangely now. And She leaned close before smelling me. She took a step forward and leant closer. Smelling me again. Her brow furrowed. "Something wrong?"

She nodded, "You have the scent of strong magic about you."

"Wait… what?" I looked at her intently. "I need a drink."

End of Fox II

Merry Christmas everyone, I am an asshole, I apologize, more coming, but I wanted to give you all a Christmas present. And a little teaser for next chapter, I'm going to get this one out a lot sooner and I promise it'll be bigger. It also will not be solely about Michael, there will be multiple POVs. Cheers.

Michael

"So. Your highness. Could you get off me?"

She smiled coyly at me and eventually she did, and she began walking towards her bow. This 'Queen' bent over and picked up the menacing weapon; while she did, she turned around and shot me a piercing gaze with her dark red eyes. I took this as my chance; I drew my sidearm, flicked the safety and cocked the hammer. She smirked slightly and tilted her head, almost as if she expected me to have pulled it.

"Bitch, where am I?"