I told Galadin and Giramar that I was leaving, and they were upset, "But you just got here." They said,

"I'm sorry," I apologized, "but I have to stop Sylvanas. I've been working as fast as I can before she does something even more crazy."

They nodded, "We know," Galadin stated, "but could you spar with us?"

I looked at the two-handed spear they gave me and thought, "They need to know what they're getting themselves into. I won't hurt them, but I don't want to fight them either." I watched the spear change into the Corrupted Ashbringer. I looked at them both gasping as they saw what I could do. I looked over at Vereesa and saw her shaking her head at them.

"Come on mom, please. We'll be fine, we've read so much about the Ashbringer and Melfina won't hurt us, right?" Giramar argued. I thought their confidence would derail once they saw this frightening blade in my hand and its aura, but they seemed even more motivated.

Vereesa got in between us and looked at my blade, "Melfina, you didn't tell me that you could still do that."

I looked down at the blade and back at her, "My connection to the Light has left me, but Alexandros hasn't, I'm sorry this was a bad idea." I was about to drop the blade.

"No, no, no, no," Galadin pleaded, "come on mom, you've been training us our whole lives and we've never even seen much of a challenge, if anything happens we'll stop."

Vereesa looked at her boys and looked at me, "When we get on the Alliance side you don't summon that blade ever. Unless your life absolutely depends on it, understand?" She ordered.

I nodded.

Galadin drew his blade and Giramar grabbed a spear and spun it around, "So can we start?"

Vereesa let out a deep sigh, shook her head, and held her nose with her fingers. She walked out of the way, "Melfina, if anything happens to…"

Giramar rushed me with his spear, "We'll be fine." He said as he ran.

But Galadin came from behind him and got the first attack in. I blocked using his momentum to push him to the side and slashed at Giramar knocking his spear off course, but he followed up with another side slash and I crossed the blade with his spear, feeling his strength as he pushed up against me. I can feel he wasn't holding back, even though I was.

I kicked Giramar back and quickly turned around to slash at Galadin who was coming at my back. He blocked my attack, but I knocked him back a bit. He came for a lower attack to my leg and I knocked his sword back above his head. He came down with it and I slashed it to the side and followed up with another attack to his blade hoping to knock it out of his hands, but he held on and ducked under my next attack that could have gone to his face. He brought the blade upward and I moved to the side.

In my peripheral vision I saw Giramar come behind me with his spear and with strength I knocked him off course and met Galadin's back attack with a lower attack of my own. He blocked it, but I knocked him back a bit.

Giramar came back with his spear slashing from overhead and I strongly pushed him to the side hearing him grunt as he and his weapon flew backwards. He stepped back as I targeted his weapon with a downward attack and he blocked that as well knocking him back again.

I heard Galadin come from behind with his sword and I quickly knocked him back with my blade. Holding it downward as I saw that they were both out of breath. I saw Galadin look over to his brother and nod his head. They were both on my opposite sides. They both rushed me at the same time, and I moved back and put the Ashbringer in their way as both of them slashed against it at the same time. They both pushed against me with all their strength. I gritted my teeth as I felt I was starting to become overpowered, the boys alone were good, but together they were extremely formattable. They synchronized their attacks very well and put me on the defensive as they attacked from both directions. Their attacks were strong enough to slash at my sword so loudly that it hurt my ears as their weapons clashed against mine. But I managed to put them both in front of me.

Giramar came with some lower attacks to my legs and followed through with some trips to my legs. I stomped down bending the metal with my foot. He backed away, but Galadin ran up Giramar's back and jumped off his shoulder with a downward slash with his sword. I backed away, and his blade dug deep into the ground.

Giramar quickly grabbed another spear and jumped off Galadin's shoulder as he was down, spinning his body with his spear. I slashed at him hard, knocking him backwards as I heard him scream as my sword met with his spear in midair.

Galadin followed up with three overhead strikes that I quickly blocked, locking his blade with mine as our faces were close together. I winked at him and made a kiss noise with my lips, "Not bad," I said, "but is that the best you can do?" and pushed him backwards.

I slashed the Ashbringer downward.

"Even without the Light, you still fight like a Highlord." Galadin complemented somewhat out of breath.

Giramar lifted his head and looked at me, "It's the Ashbringer." He said to his brother. "Or more likely, Alexandros Morgaine."

I shook my head in disagreement, "Don't forget about my enhancement surgeries." I shrugged, "You boys are way out of your league, so I can use another weapon." I stated.

I saw Giramar grit his teeth, "No, if you think you could take on my aunt Sylvanas, attack me with all your power, both of you!"

I saw Vereesa step forward in front of him, "No. That's enough training for today!"

Giramar pushed her slightly and I saw him put something on his spear that changed it slightly green. Vereera tried to take the spear away from him, "No this is over, Giramar."

"OUT OF MY WAY!" Giramar pushed Vereesa hard to the ground and came at me with his spear.

He came down hard on my sword and whatever he put on his spear it splashed on my skin and burned it a little. I slashed at him across the body and he ducked under it. He slashed my legs and I backed away, but he followed through with another overhead attack, I blocked it high and felt that burning poison splash on my face. I shook my head at him and smiled. He was holding back as well, he grunted out a laugh. I came across his body and he back flipped away, but he came back strong with seven attacks, grunting as he slashed, that was actually knocking me backwards. He screamed out as he came downward with one more slash, I backed away. I concentrated on the aura of the Corrupted Ashbringer hoping to drain some of the youthful stamina he had. I stood my ground and locked my blade on his spear and pushed hard backward, knocking him back a few yards. I was hoping he would fall backwards but he kept his footing. I came down hard again knocking him backwards but again he kept his footing as his feet were dragged backwards on the floor. I knocked him upwards and he flew several feet in the air and followed up with a few more slashes as he was midair. He blocked every one of them and came down on the ground. I was breathing hard and sweating when we both touched the ground again. I saw him take something off his belt and he threw it at me. It was balls of this sticky white sustenance that stuck to me and the Ashbringer. He threw more at me and I slashed at them with my sword and when I did they exploded when I made contact with my blade. There were still a few on my body. I saw Giramar pull out a small metal contraption from his pocket and I saw Galadin try to take it from him. "Don't," Galadin said, "TOUCH HER!"

Giramar put the white substance on his brother's face, "A Windrunner hunts what they choose!" and pushed on the device, letting out an explosion on me and his brother's face.

I felt that another part of me absorbed the blast, maybe it was Imperfecta, maybe it was Alexandros, but I was able to fling fel magic at Giramar as I slashed my blade toward him and he blocked it with his spear. Two Ashbringers were in both of my hands now, one corrupted and one not. He was somewhat surprised to see I was holding two blades and so was I. I didn't have another weapon to focus on, but I was so enraged by what I saw Giramar do to his brother and mother.

I slashed fast and strong attacks hearing him grunt as he blocked both of my weapons. He came down with his spear strongly overhead, but I struck it back knocking him backwards.

The real Ashbringer cut through the ground as I came up for an upward slash. Several upward slashes as I slice at Giramar that dug through the ground as he backed away. Several attacks to his face that he blocked and locked both of my swords with his spear. His face was close to mine and I saw the glow that was coming from my eyes on his face. One side was gold and the other side was blue. "Father died because of you." He whispered.

"He died, because she asked him to go." My voice sounded distorted like I was actually a death knight again. I was referring to Jaina Proudmoore when she asked him to fight in Theramore. I reached back with both of my blades and knocked him with all my strength. He fell backwards on his back several yards away but regained his footing. He placed another liquid on his spear and that changed it slightly red as he was away from me. As I slashed it, his spear made a bright and loud explosion as I made contact with his weapon, but I didn't let up, I stayed locked with him pushing backwards with my strength and pushed him back again. I saw his spear glow with flame and we rushed each other.

Vereesa got dead center in the middle of us and blocked both of my Ashbringers with her sword and Giramar spear with another sword. "Vereesa." I said with a feeling of shame in my voice.

"Don't step in front of my prey, mother!" Giramar yelled.

The spear he was holding onto was coated with an explosive substance and it broke apart in his hands and broke into his skin, on his side. He grunted out as the pain hit him, his whole right side was bloody with pieces of metal protruding out of his arm and leg.

"Giramar." Vereesa looked at her son with concern.

"I'm fine." He said out of breath, "Nothing went through bone." He pulled out a piece of metal from his arm and limped slightly.

"There's more of my sister in you then I thought." Vereesa held onto her son's arm that was bleeding, making some of the metal dig deeper. He screamed in pain and she pushed him away, "Now go help your brother!" he walked over to where Galadin was as he was holding on to the side of his face.

"I'm so sorry, Vereesa." I said to her,

Vereesa looked at me angry, pulled out a piece of metal that was in her ribs, but shook her head down and looked away from me, "You should be. They're young and stupid, but they should recover fast." She shook her head and looked at me, "I should have never let this happen."

"I was wrong, your son is strong, they both are." I stated.

Vereesa nodded, "They want to kill her, you know." She paused, "My sister. I don't think Giramar liked the idea of you beating him to it. He was going to kill you." She shook her head and looked away, "I don't want them to though, not her, not you. Revenge is such a stupid thing to waste your life on." She took a deep breath and her eyes started glistening, "I AM sorry, Melfina."

Both Ashbringer's left my hands and the spear fell into tiny brown rust pieces of metal on the floor, I held a few pieces of the metal rust chips and threw them on the floor, "If it wasn't for me Rhonin would still be alive."

Vereesa shook her head and breathed in, "No, you didn't know what was going on over there. Garrosh would have dropped that bomb whether he had your reports or not."

I looked at her questionably, "How long have you known?"

Vereesa looked away as she recalled, "Oranio showed me your reports. I was going to kill you when I saw you again, but he begged me not to." She looked upward as she remembered back, "You know, I told him that this whole thing could have been a trap like with Theramore." She lowered her head, "I knew when he was coming, and I did nothing, I heard you fighting, and I just stood there and watched. Once I saw that Aethas Sunreaver was also going to do nothing as well I couldn't stand there anymore." She laughed slightly, "But I should have done something earlier." She put her hand on the back of her head, "You know when you came here I read what you wrote." She laughed slightly, "A bit lewd but I guess you never forget your first."

I laughed slightly and shrugged, "I've been wanting to come forward with the truth, but."

Vereesa looked at me, "You can't. You can't tell anyone, at least not now." She said blankly.

I looked away and nodded my head in slight agreement. "I know." I started feeling pain on my whole right side again but also in between my shoulder blades. My head started to pound with migraine headaches.

"Are you okay?" She asked.

I shook my head, no, and lost my vision completely, "I need mana and a drink before the headaches start, are there any runes on my body?"

"No." I heard her say, "There should be a mana potion in the house, I'll go get it."

She gave it to me, I drank it, and it brought back my vision, but I couldn't see colors. I also couldn't move my right arm and my right leg felt weak when I tried to put weight on it. So I was limping.

So, we went to a Pandaren healer. Giramar apologized a hundred times for what he did to me, his brother, and his mother. As punishment he received no magical healing whatsoever and no anesthesia while they removed bits of metal from his skin and closed his wounds with stitches. The Pandaren healer said Galadin was lucky he didn't lose his eye, but he was going to need to wear an eye patch for a little while for his vision to recover fully. The hair on his eyebrows and the right side of his face had come off but because of the Pandaren healing magic it didn't leave any scars. Hair would grow back, Giramar would have scars though and I felt it was right because he needed to remember this.

Me myself, I just drink some very strong unfiltered, unsweetened, green tea. The healer said he had been giving it to elves since both factions had arrived. It was really disgustingly bitter but my vision came back almost instantly and I was able to move my arm with some effort.

Giramar apologized and said that he had no idea what came over him. I remembered being that young and doing stupid things that I regretted because I couldn't control my emotions. As a matter of fact, I still do, so I couldn't really hold it against him, his mother was not so forgiving, at least that's what it seemed like. She was so angry and yelled at him, asked him so many times what if this happened and what if that happened, what if he died in the fight, what if he killed his brother, or me, and what he did was really really stupid. Teenagers, what can you do? They think they know everything, their testosterone and hormones are at their peak at this age, it is extremely difficult to manage. I pictured what it would be like if I was a parent, being a mother would be hard, being a mother alone with two twin boys was even harder. Giramar was strong though and I pictured when it was time for him to make his own name he would be imperative to any battlefield he was on.

We ate, not saying much over the past events. Even though I couldn't see colors dance like they usually do, I still ate enough to where I could move my arm again. Vereesa had to make Giramar eat while we were at the table, but other than that there wasn't much conversation.

I was, however, able to break some of the tension by telling a joke about how he should have bought his brother flowers before he covered his brother's face with his white explosive goo. Vereesa kicked me under the table while the two boys pretended to be offended.

We came back to the house we were staying at and we all crashed asleep on the floor in our blankets and pillows. Vereesa was awake before any of us and I was woken up by the sound of her and another blood elf bringing a mirror into the room, but it wasn't another blood elf.

I looked, and it was Protecto, my dragon in elf form. "Protecto?!" I said excitedly.

"Hey, Perfectia." He stated as he put the mirror down.

"Stalker alert; how did you find me?" I asked.

He pointed his thumb behind himself and gestured outside, "Oh Perfectia, you're like the daughter I never wanted. She led me to you."

I looked outside, and it was a charger horse, it was Lucy, my charger horse, but she didn't have any armor. I ran outside and hugged her, "Oh Lucy, I missed you so much. I thought you wouldn't come back because I broke my vows, but I'm so glad to see you."

Lucy brushed her head against me and neighed, "It seems, you two have a stronger relationship than most Paladin's and their horses." Vereesa stated.

"I love Lucy, I've never wanted any other mount but her." I continued to hug and pet my horse telling her how much I missed her and loved her, "Wanna go eat? Want some apples, want some oats? Oh, mommy missed you so much." I talked to her like she was my baby, as I hugged her. But it was more than that, I knew her smell so well, and we had been through so much together, I can't express the joy I felt when I saw her again and I never thought about how sad I would be if I didn't see her again.

"What's going on?" Galadin woke up.

"Protecto helped me get some supplies I needed and flew me back here." Vereesa stated.

They all just kind of looked at me as I hugged Lucy, kissed her, and said loving words to her, "Wanna go for a ride? Let's go for a ride." I said, and I climbed up her back and got on her.

"Melfina, where are you going?" Vereesa shouted from the room.

I looked at her while I was on her back, "Out, what's wrong?" I asked.

"Listen I can see you really wanna spend time with your horse, but we need to get you ready to go to Stormwind." Vereesa stated.

I looked down at Lucy's mare, "But what about Lucy?" I complained as I leaned forward and hugged her.

Vereesa rolled her eyes and smiled, "You can bring her. Horses are not uncommon."

"That's right!" I shouted, "Alliance have horses, no one will be the wiser that she's a paladin horse." I said in glee.

I got off Lucy's back and patted her side and hugged her one more time, "Don't worry. We will have plenty of time to catch up. I love you so much." I told her. "Protecto, can you feed her please?" I asked him.

Protecto nodded, dropped a heavy bag on the floor, and walked outside, "Yeah." He said and got on her back and they rode off. Lucy looked back once, I waved to her, and then she darted off.

"So, what's with the big mirror?" I asked.

"That's so you can look at yourself. You might want to carry a small one with you, so you can see if your makeup is right." Vereesa stated.

"Um, can't you just give me the potion that turns my eyes blue?" I asked.

"I could," Vereesa stated, "but I think you know that you won't be much good in battle, you'll need to eat or take in arcane energy sooner or later and that will reveal what you are." She made a questioning gesture with her hand, "Also, it would be suspicious if a High Elf just started working for the Alliance out of nowhere."

"Okay…" I paused and thought back, "You know, I heard that the Alliance had started taking in Void Elves into their ranks, some of them were even former Blood Elves. Maybe we can figure out how we can fake the dark aura." I suggested.

"You can't fake that," Vereesa stated, "unless you actually wanted to embrace the void."

I thought back and shrugged.

"You might die." Vereesa stated, "and it might be completely irreversible. Also, I have no idea how someone becomes a void elf."

I shook my head and a gross thought crossed my mind, "You're not going to cut off my ears and eyebrows and try to pass me off as a human, are you?"

Vereesa was disgusted by the statement, "Ew, no." She held up the heavy bag and spilled out heavy platform shoes and tubes of makeup. "Do you know what that will do to your balance? I was going to disguise you as a Night Elf."

I shrugged but I was still kind of grossed out by the idea. The cutting off ears thing sounded a little bit better, but I wouldn't be able to stand without my ears, so Night Elf was the best option on the table.

"Put on these shoes and we'll get started." Vereesa stated.

The shoes weren't really shoes, they were a metal plate bound under my boot and gave me a little bit of height. Then the purple makeup on parts of my face, ears, and arms, "It's a good thing your eyes are gold Melfina." She said as she put the purple makeup on my face, "there are a few Night Elves that have this eye color and no Night Elves with green eyes." And continued to work on parts of my face. It was cold and oily, and I was somewhat afraid that some of the makeup would wash out.

"What if I start sweating or I have an itch or something?" I asked.

"You may want to repress the urge to scratch when you feel it," Vereesa stated, "but if you do, you should keep a mirrored container with you at all times. No one will look twice if they see a Night Elf fixing her face."

I've never been a huge fan of makeup, there were times I put on some lipstick or some eye liner. I know there was an order you needed to follow to really doll yourself up, but I never really liked the type of girls that checked themselves in the mirror all the time. Now it feels that I would have to become one of them.

Lastly, she put my hair in a bucket of water and put something in my hair. I felt it burn a little bit and it changed my even lighter yellow blonde into almost white. She put a large amount of green dye in her hand. "What are you doing?" I demanded.

"Dying your hair green." She stated obviously.

I shook my head, "No. People are going to see the blonde roots sooner or later."

She thought back and agreed, "Good point, we'll just keep it white for now. You may need to say that you're over a thousand years old or something."

So, she dried me off and put me in front of the mirror and there I was. Tall, purple, and Night Elf looking. It was painful to see myself like this as I recalled the burning of Teldrassil, but I did look just like one. Vereesa's boys came in the door, saw me, and gave me a look of shock, "How do I look?" I asked.

Giramar nodded his head, still looking in shock, "Your voice still sounds like you. Good job mom." He looked over at her.

I spun around, and looked at them both, "But it looks good right?"

Giramar nodded. "Yeah, it looks great."

Galadin smiled and looked at me with his good eye, "Wow Melfina, I think you're ready."

I looked at the mirror one more time and barely recognized myself there, "Thank you for all your help." I said to everyone, "I'm sorry about what happened yesterday. I should have never showed you that sword."

Giramar put his head down, "No, you don't have to apologize for anything. I know you can beat her, and I know you won't kill her unless you have to." He paused, "It's just, I was at 'The Meeting' with the humans and undead in Arathi Highlands."

We all said, "What" at the same time.

Vereesa looked at him surprised, "WHY WOULD YOU DO SOMETHING SO DANGEROUS?!" She got in his face, "Why am I just hearing about this now?!"

Giramar shrugged, "I'm already in trouble mom, I snuck in with the others because I heard about what it was and I knew she was going to be there. I wanted to form my own opinion."

Vereesa looked away and shook her head, "And that's why you've been training obsessively."

He nodded, "I know what 'Aunty' is capable of." He looked away, "I didn't even go to learn that. I just wanted to talk to her, you two seemed like you were getting along at one point, and then we just left her."

Vereesa crossed her arms and looked away, "She was going to kill us."

Giramar sighed, "I thought you were wrong, until I saw what she did. I'm sorry."

"What happened in Arathi Highlands?" I asked.

Vereesa shrugged, "I'll explain on the boat, I respect your honesty Giramar, you're not in trouble anymore."

I nodded my head at him.

So here I am sitting on a boat waiting to get to Stormwind again. I'll be a Night Elf ranger in service to the Alliance. Giramar said not to change but here I am as a Night Elf, but I don't think that's what he meant. I regret killing those women and the Den of Mortal Delights, so I know why Giramar attacked me the way he did, Galadin should recover and Giramar should keep his scars to remember. I am actually doing this, a blood elf going to the Alliance, turncoat, traitor, and back stabber, they'll call me, but it's better than blindly following the Dark Lady's orders and it's better than doing nothing.

I am so nervous.