Here is the second part of the story to which I hope you can all

enjoy. I would like to take this time to state this these characters are all figment except

Kai's father, Soralais. He is the flight master from Night Song Woods. I decided to make this story based on the intern that is with him and figured, "hey I'll make a story based on a flight master school". Please enjoy and leave a comment! =)

Chapter 2: Room full of Trouble

After waiting in line, full of possible flight masters, I was in no rush to move too ahead of everyone. The line seemed crazy as the horde crowded in with the alliance trying to reach the registrar. The poor lady was yelling at the top of her lungs. Her hair that was picked up nicely was now starting to pull out with all the stress she was having. No one was listening to her. I sighed knowing that this might actually take all day to complete. I felt a bump on my shoulder and heard a young girls voice scolding at someone. I turned my head to look over her direction and saw a night elf arguing with a Tauren. I took a good look at the Tauren that was ignoring her and she moved back slightly enough to step on my foot.

"Owe!" man I sounded like such a soft wimp, she barely weighed anything but her heeled shoe did hurt a lot.

She gasped to look at me, she didn't even apologize, instead she turned to the Tauren again and punched him in the arm to yell at him some more.

"SEE WHAT YOU MADE ME DO, YOU BIG LUMP OF COW FUR!"

The dwarf that had stood beside me earlier turned to look at the commotion and came up to her. I thought to myself on how bad this was going to turn out.

"Aye Lass, is this fella giving you trouble?"

"He sure is, he wont stop bumping into me and because of him I ended up stepping on this guys foot" she pointed as the dwarf looked over to me. I smiled in hopes it could alleviate the thought that it wasn't a big deal. "Tell him, you saw what happen! Right that if it weren't for this hefty lump of meat bumping into me I wouldn't have stepped all over you!"

"Uh…" From what I saw, it was more of her stepping back on her own "actually what really happen.."

"Is dat what happen!" The dwarf yelled and yanks on the Tauren's long braided beard "Aye Cow, How bout ye take yer big fat self out of da way before I decide to make me some Tauren steak. Ye look good enough to feed an army of alliance!"

The Tauren grumbled over his beard being yanked by a short stubby dwarf. He lowered his big head to meet the dwarf with his unshaken eyes. He snuffed breath onto the dwarf face. The night elf girl was not only behind the dwarf but she held my arm, pretty much instigating and making things worse. This was going to turn out bad the minute the other Horde members started to join in on the commotion. All this was starting because I couldn't let out a single word of truth. The fact that she ended up stepping on my foot all because she moved back on her own, the Tauren had no fault in it. Suddenly a Troll steps forward and opens his mouth.

"If you wanna be talkin' about fat, you should be lookin' at yourself mon"

"Ha ha hah, not to mention very short to be picking on a big guy like this one" an Orc said looking down at the dwarf.

"What did you say about being SHORT!"

"oh no" I thought to myself after hearing that squeaky voice again, I face palmed as I knew that this was going to turn into something bigger than a step on a foot, ESPECIALLY since the night elf holding on to my arm would not stop putting more flame to the fire.

"That filthy Orc obviously think size matters when it comes to picking a fight!"

Alright, it was high time this ended before it turned up ugly. I want to be a flight master not a referee. So I stepped forward, raised my arms up into the air and yelled out so loud that everyone stopped what they were doing to turn and look at me. The night elf girl finally let go of my arm as I said:

"ENOUGH! JUST STOP IT ALREADY, THIS IS ALL JUST A MISUNDERSTANDING!"

"Misunderstanding? I thought ye said this Tauren stepped on ye foot!"

"I didn't say that, in fact, I didn't say any…" I didn't get a chance to finish again, I got cut off before I can give an explanation.

"Then what did you say! Did he or did he Not step on your foot!" yelled the gnome in front of me.

"Typical of an alliance scum, trying to cause trouble and then go off as if he had nothing to do with it"

I faced the direction of the voice that came from the very blood elf that gave me the stern stare. I frowned. Who did he think he was to call me an alliance scum. I know what happen and yet everyone is now trying to pin this on me. Well that's not going to happen since I knew who the real culprit was.

"First off, I'm not an alliance scum, second, I wasn't the one who started all of this, it was HER!" I pointed towards the night elf girl that was or so I thought, standing beside me. They all looked at the "no figure" standing there. The blood elf gave me a look of disbelief. "what?"

"Whoever are you pointing at?"

"HER!" I looked over and she was no where to be found. She had suddenly vanished "What the..!…Where she go!"

"Interesting, not only are you causing trouble but now you want to make it seem to point it into someone who is non-existent. I must say, Alliance folk can be such imbeciles."

"Imbeciles! If you think you can get away with calling us that you better guess again Belf!" The gnome shouted as he pointed up on the blood elf.

"Hmph, shove off you tiny insect before I kick you over the training grounds to feed you to the leviathans down below" The Orc smugly grunted to the gnome

"Look, we all need to stop this nonsense. It's really not a big deal. Let's just forget this all happen before someone really gets hurt" That should do it, or so I thought.

"Da one who gonna be getting hurt here be you mon, since your de one who started all of tis" The Troll said as he approached me and standing next to the blood elf who was grinning to himself. I glared at him and didn't even bother looking at the Troll to answer directly to him.

"I didn't start this"

The blood elf comes to my face pushing himself on me as though wanting to shove me back as he whispered to my ear.

"This started the minute you laid eyes on Vellamoon" I looked at his gaze by the rear of my eyes, this time it was more colder than before. Suddenly the gaze ended abruptly as the gnome was tossed across missing the blood elf entirely as he moved away in time to see the gnome pass by him mid air.

"WAHHHHH!" and down fell the gnome when the dwarf had jumped onto the Tauren's horns, riding him like a cowboy. A brawl then started with the rest of the crowd. This was becoming a rumble when I felt a quick hit on the face. I saw a flash of white when it happen and my sight was becoming hazy.

I stared at what seemed to be the blood elf aiming to swing at me again and I moved away. I never had a fight before since all my life I had been learning on how to become a flight master from my father, but he did show me a few moves that helped me avoid being hit. I got to remember to thank my dad for it. The blood elf swung but kept missing all the while, I ducked down as he swung one last time and I sweep his leg dropping him to the ground. While on the floor I grabbed his shirt and raised my arm to a fist to lay one at him, but then she came and dropped right on top of him. I hesitated for that moment. As she raised her head to look at me so closely, her red hair flowed down. She was close enough as the tip of her nose touched mine.

"Please stop" her soft voice had caused me to slowly lower my arm down, shame really, I wanted to hit him at least once for pay backs, but this lovely creature before me had more power over mine, that I couldn't stop myself from obeying her wish.

Why on earth was this happening? I didn't ask for this, and I never was a violent guy to be getting mixed up into this kind of problems. Somehow I was just being pulled into this and sadly I am going along with it. My heart kept telling me to let it go, it's not your problem but my mind said otherwise. All I kept thinking was how good I was going to feel the minute I beat that blood elf head, and now I have calmed myself down all due to her, Vellamoon. A lovely name for such a lovely woman.

I felt a hard kick to my chest as I fall back. She was surprised and she gasped almost reaching to catch me. I sat there on the ground holding my chest. Damn that hurt, it seems he got two shots out of me and I didn't get to land not one except for a sweep to the ground. The blood elf glares even more angrily at me as he then grabs Vellamoon from her arm, stands up, tells her something in their language and drags her away. She took one last look at me. I was going to stand and take her off his arms, but she nodded at me not to and just left with him, while I sat there among a crowd of people fighting amongst each other over nothing. An Orc falls to the ground, the very one that tossed the gnome across the hall. He was about to get up, but since I was already pissed off, I punched him once and he was knocked out.

"Sorry, but I had to let that one go, take it out on your belf friend next time you see him" I told the unconscious Orc on the floor. I got up slowly and I wish I hadn't done so. Right after that I received a hard kick to the face from the Troll, by the second kick my vision had gone blurry but enough to see a group of Bruiser Goblins coming out of a room heading for our direction. At the third kick to the face…I was out.