The Watchers

Chapter 1: I've done Nothing Wrong

Maiev finally knew what Illidan felt the day he was dragged away all those years ago. The cart wasn't exactly roomy and the shackles dug into her skin. It was dark and reeked of things she didn't want to even begin to imagine. She swore her jailors were taking the longest route back to Darnassus just to piss her off. From what she could see, they had just made it to Alburdine. She clenched her hands a bit in fustration.

Her thoughts went to Eolande, who was probably scared and very confused as to why they took his mother away. Tears stung her eyes as his cries for her rung through her ears. She wanted nothing more then to break out of this box and go running back to her son and take off running with him again. Her thoughts were disturbed by voices outside her cage. She perked her ears, trying to hear what they were saying. It sounded like they were changing guards.

"... Yeah, she's been quiet." Her head jailor pulled a piece of silver hair behind her circlet. "Not an ounce of rebellion or trouble from her." The captain of the Elune's Blessing snorted a bit. "Shame, she had a perfect career and she threw it all away for sex." He was surprised to see there was no reaction from Maiev inside the transport cage.

"Ey, wench!" He snapped "Think if I let you out, you'll be a good lil girl an' give this ol' sea dog a little something?" He smirked a bit as he peered in the cage. "Yer maybe broken cargo, but I ain't that picky 'bout who I bring to me cabin at night! What you say?"

Maiev turned to the aged elf. "I think you've been mistaken my friend. I wouldn't touch you, or anyone else for that matter. I have a mate and a child."

"Ha, your mate's dead." Maiev winced a little, looking back down to her hands. "If you were smart, you'd kill that daemon spawn and find a real man!" In one fluid motion, Maiev launched herself from where she sat, one of her hands wrapping tightly around the captain's throat. She snarled a little, pulling his face close. "My son did not ask to be born to your ignorance. Just because you don't understand..." Her eyes went wide and she screamed in pain as her shackles became really hot. She was quick to let go of the captain.

He cursed she ever invented enchanted shackles... Curse Irony.

The captain snarled. "Take her below deck! Starve the bitch for all I care! Be ready to take us out of port!"

Maiev glared daggers at the captain as she was carted away. "We will see each other again..."

The ship made landfall at the large tree that was known as the Night Elf capital. There was quite a large group of Sentinels waiting for her. She recognized faces as former Watchers, others, as former friends. She was led out of her cage and into the hands of another guard. What were they expecting? Nagas or Blood Elves to come and save her? Illidan's empire collapsed within a week of his death. She knew that there was no hope for her. She would be lucky if her companion, Kisa, could pull strings to get Eolande to visit her in prison. Maiev was paraded through the streets as if she were a trophy of a mighty war. She knew this had to be Archdruid Staghelm's idea. The guy was a jerk and a bit of an ass and would do anything to show that his people had nothing to fear.

Maiev didn't expect to be hit in the face with a piece of fruit, an apple of all things. It was rotten and worm infested. She glared at the young Night Elf who threw it. "Traitor!" She screamed. "My brother died fighting Naga and Illidan!" She watched the woman fall to her knees and sob. Maiev felt a little sickened that she would still carry the scars of her brother's death... Then it slowly hit her. The reason she spent over a thousand years with Illidan, it was petty revenge!

She cursed and hung her head in defeat, letting her mind process everything she'd done up to this point. Had it all been in the name of revenge? Even to go as so far as to kill Illidan? No... Illidan had gone mad with years of neglect and misguidance, he was in a better place now. She had time to bring her arms to her face, blocking a rock from smashing into her face! It was then the guards took action, demanding the crowd stay back and such.

She was led to an older part of the town, down a spiraling staircase and to a small little dingy cell. There she was de cuffed and the iron bars came down, locking into place. She sighed, sitting on the bed, if you'd call straw with a blanket a bed, and wished that her son was here. She had hoped that her little family would be all right.

It was some days later when Maiev received some visitors. "Mama!!" Came the teenage squeak of her son, his eyes wide with worry. Maiev nearly sprang out of bed and went over to embrace her son through the bars. "Eolande..." She whispered, stroking his head, kissing his head, nuzzling him. Standing next to him was Appolo, who seemed relived to hear his aunt's voice. He steadily reached out for a bar and grasped it, bringing himself a little closer. "Shy heard what happened, since she is taking part in royal affairs for Silvermoon, she is trying to get you lawyer. Mom is pissed and is talking with Staghelm as we speak to get you released."

Eolande Growled. "Bastard backwards nation! The whole lot of them! Don't worry mom we'll get you out of here. They are accusing you of abandoning your duties, illicit affair with a prisoner, and becoming an enemy of the nation... And I guess giving birth to me is a crime..." He looked down, glaring. Appolo clasped an arm around Eolande. "Don't let what Staghelm said bother you. You have a right to live just as much as he has a right to piss."

Maiev smiled, pulling her baby boy's face up to hers. "Your father and I knew what we were getting into the night you were made. Illidan was a great man, misguided, but great. And if he were alive today I am sure he would be more then happy, no, proud, to call you his son. And rub it in everyone's face that his son is the best, strongest, smartest and absolutely powerful thing since himself."

'I hope that my sentence will be light." She let go of her son. Eolande frowned. "Well mom... Our time is about up, but I promise we'll be back down." Appolo gently wrapped an arm around Eolande as the two walked away. Maiev turned away and closed her eyes, going back to sulking.