Perfectia Dawnlight's Diary

by Video Game Fan Writer

A rewrite of my fan fiction that I've been working on for over 10 years now.

34. Jailbreak

I had the strangest dream last night, I was in that black place again, and there was this funny dressed human in cloth dressings, but he looked strong enough to be a warrior. It was a strange design he had on his tunic, it was blue with a strange shaped red S behind a yellow background with a triangle red border. He looked at me inquisitively and called my name. I looked around thinking where I might have seen him, but I honestly never saw him before. I mean the way he styled his hair was also very strange, almost like an undead, like he just got out of bed and when I got closer I realized he was wearing glasses. Then he said my full name, "Perfectia Dawnlight?"

Still confused, I said, "Yes, do I know you from somewhere?"

He smiled gleefully, "I made you."

I nodded slightly and looked at him curiously, "You didn't make me. I'm me."

He looked at me and looked around, "Where's Telavani?" he asked.

"You know my aunty?" I was somewhat surprised.

He looked back at me, "Well, yeah…" he said.

Then she appears, my aunt that is, behind him, scares him out of his skin, like I've seen her do so many times and says, "Hi, Erik."

Then he looks back and forth between me and her and I ask him, "Did you make her too?"

He looks at me confused and says, "No, I don't think I did."

And I woke up. Strange, I think. The past few nights I've had no sleep at all, nightmares kept invading the moments of peace I had, shadows that lurked in my subconscious threatened and dominated until I was left exhausted and afraid.

Now I was just lost, I was hours away from meeting my fate and I couldn't feel anything except the giant tangle of nerves that gripped me… Well let's get this over with.

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Perfectia was called to Grommash Hold the warchief's main building to be briefed on the upcoming mission. She had to breathe deeply to avoid the inevitable panic attack that sometimes awaited a particularly anxious occasion. There waited Sylvanas and Nathanos, "I've read your reports and well I disagree with your motivations, it comes to my knowledge that you escaped from the Stockades a few days ago." Sylvanas explained.

Perfectia shrugged, "I was imprisoned, yes. But I didn't escape because of any grand plan, I saw an opportunity and I took it."

Sylvanas smiled and nodded slightly, "And you broke someone out. Well, something out."

Perfectia looked down somewhat embarrassed at the whole situation, "My lion, yes. They kept him a few floors down."

Sylvanas half smiled, "Without any equipment whatsoever."

Perfectia shrugged, "You know what I can do, warchief. I don't need to explain it to you."

Sylvanas sighed and rolled her eyes, "Yes and despite your situation you're the most qualified for this mission, do not fail me."

Perfectia nodded slightly, "I'm going to need more Azerite shards, it doesn't always work when I want it to."

Sylvanas looked at Perfectia suspiciously and then looked over at Nathanos.

"I'll watch her." Nathanos reassured her, "If it will help in our mission a few shards aren't going to be a huge loss."

Sylvanas looked at Nathanos blankly, rolled her eyes, shook her head, and looked at Perfectia, "Give them back to Nathanos when you're done with them. If I find out any of them ended up in the hands of the Alliance or that you've been aiding them, I will brand you a traitor from that point on." She thought back and narrowed her eyes at Perfectia, "I think you know that I won't give up on hunting you down."

Perfectia nodded, "Of course, Ranger Gen-… I mean. "

"Don't!" Sylvanas shook her head angrily. It used to be one of the only ways Perfectia could get a smile out of her, but her sudden shout now had Perfectia shaking like a cornered animal. "You're walking on thin ice as it is, don't think you can win me over with any forms of flattery. Now…" She took a deep breath, "I've received word that a vessel containing important information was en route for Blade Bay. That ship never arrived."

Sylvanas looked away and shook her head, "My scouts have reported that it was seized by the Alliance and taken to Stormwind." She looked at Perfectia, "You will find this vessel and its contents and deliver it to me." She raised her hand to Nathanos, "Nathanos had assembled a team to aid you in this mission."

Nathanos stepped forward, "They are gathered in the Broken Tusk." He stated, but he started walking out the building, "I will meet you there."

Perfectia sighed and started to go out as well but she stopped, "Stop!" Sylvanas shouted. "Where are you going, child?" she asked.

Perfectia pointed outward and looked back and forth, "I was going. You said…"

Sylvanas looked puzzled at Perfectia, "You said you needed Azerite, didn't you?" Sylvanas lifted her head toward an orc peon and he ran out of Grommash Hold.

Sylvanas crossed her arms and waited for a few minutes. She looked at Perfectia that did the same, but nervously, as they both waited. Her hands shook as she held them before her, getting a glimpse of her true frailness, but also looking up at the spectre scowling down at her in more fierce and defensive posture than she's ever seen, never breaking eye contact. Sylvanas looked at Perfectia as she tried not to make eye contact. Perfectia slowly moved up her head to meet her gaze, but looked back down when Perfectia met her red eyes. She lifted one perfectly sculpted eyebrow into an arch and looked at Perfectia as though she was a noble king viewing a peasant for the first time. "Were you really that upset about what happened at Teldrassil?" She asked, "I mean, you didn't seem that upset about anything we did before that." She said blankly.

There was a lot on Perfectia's shoulders, she was breaking, people were following her and no one cared to look hard enough or long enough to see it. She didn't meet her gaze, looked down, and shrugged one shoulder, "I was just… It was just another job for me and it wasn't the only reason."

Sylvanas shrugged, "Well, I can't imagine it was because you were worshiping Anduin Wrynn from afar."

Perfectia shook her head and smiled slightly, but still didn't make eye contact. "No, that didn't happen until later, I wanted to raise horses and I knew Stormwind would be okay with that."

Sylvanas looked at her in shock, "THAT's why you wanted to join the Alliance?!"

Perfectia finally looked up at Sylvanas, "I've been trying for years and I've always been rejected by every Warchief I've asked and then I saw what you did to Teldrassil and I was thinking about all those cats and…"

"You thought I would kill all the ponies and fillies in Stormwind." Sylvanas finished her sentence.

Perfectia shrugged and was disturbed by the thought. Her heart hurt as she thought of all the horse's screaming inside burning stables and being powerless to do anything, "Wouldn't you?" She met Sylvanas's red eyed gaze with a slight bit of sadness in her eyes.

She looked at Perfectia confused and sighed, "Gosh, you must think I'm a monster." She looked away and shook her head. She looked back at Perfectia, "Listen, I never gave anyone the task to kill Nightsabers and if they died, it's not because I wanted them too."

Perfectia looked away, nodded slightly, and was a bit relieved.

Sylvanas looked up and thought, "If you really wanted to raise horse's you could have just asked me, if I knew that it meant that much to you I would have said yes. I mean, how long have we known each other?"

Perfectia shrugged and thought back, "Twelve years I think, at least when we first met."

Sylvanas smiled, "And I think I remember seeing you with your mother, what was her name, kel, kel," She snapped her fingers to try to remember, "Kel'Derius?" She looked at Perfectia.

"Kel'Donas." Perfectia answered.

Sylvanas gasped wide eyed as she remembered, "Wait, I do remember her, wasn't she seven feet tall?"

She nodded, "Six feet, seven inches, that's why she couldn't find a husband."

Sylvanas laughed at the memory, "Lirath was just over six feet tall, he looked like a child next to her."

Perfectia narrowed her eyes angrily at her, but Sylvanas didn't seem to notice.

She put her hand under her chin and thought back, "If I remember correctly I think my father was trying to set Lirath up with her, he seemed to like her a lot." She shrugged, "We were pretty close to being a direct family."

Perfectia smiled and nodded, "My grandfather was pretty dead set on her marrying Anasterian or Kael'thas Sunstrider who was only a little shorter the her, I suppose she just got tired of waiting and laid with one of her slaves, but my mother did tell me I was pretty close to being a Windrunner myself, but I didn't know she meant Lirath."

Sylvanas raised her eyebrows slightly and nodded, "Listen, I'm not completely disappointed with these turns of events. If you can get Anduin to surrender it could mean a lot less bloodshed. Also, I've noticed that our soldiers have been fighting with a lot more vigor since we've started taking meat from the wildlife in Darkshore and I've been meaning to get rid of that pig farm that's outside the city gates. Once we take over Stormwind I'll see about transferring the horse's and you can take over from there."

Perfectia's eyes lit up with glee, "Really?"

Sylvanas half smiled and shrugged, "Yes, you and that boy k-, I mean, Anduin can even live there if you want."

Perfectia smiled from ear to ear, nodded, and rushed toward Sylvanas with her arms open.

Sylvanas put her hand out to block Perfectia, "NO!" she yelled, "You know I hate it when you do that!"

Perfectia stopped, the stimulation of such news and approval was such that she fought an instinct to dive right into Sylvanas's body, but she put her arms down, was saddened, looked downward, and looked back up at her, "Please?" she asked.

"No." Sylvanas said blankly.

Perfectia put her head down, her breathing shook, and so did her body.

Sylvanas sighed annoyingly, "No, do not do that either. Stop, I'm ordering you child, do not cry!"

"I'm sorry." Perfectia whimpered, her voice was discorded with tears. "I'm sorry, I betrayed you."

Sylvanas rolled her eyes, "It's fine, just stop crying and don't hug me."

Perfectia looked at Sylvanas with tearful eyes, "Just one?" Perfectia pleaded.

"Got your Azerite right here Warchief." A goblin came into the hold.

Sylvanas let out a deep sigh, "Oh thank goodness. Bring it here."

The goblin brought a fairly large chest and lifted it up to Sylvanas's hip level, she opened it and grabbed a handful of shards and put them in Perfectia's hand. She counted out four shards and put them in her hand. "There, now go meet Nathanos."

Perfectia smiled at her, "Thank you, Ranger General." She saluted.

Sylvanas rolled her eyes and smiled slightly, "That's not my title anymore."

Perfectia shrugged, "That's how I've always seen you."

Sylvanas lifted her head slightly toward the door, "Go, Ashbringer."

Perfectia nodded and ran outside.

Dark Cleric Cecille, an undead priest trainer, walked up to the Warchief, "Dark Lady," She asked, "You're not really serious about what you said are you?"

Sylvanas looked over at her, "Keeping a betrayer and the king of my enemies where I keep my pigs?" she said sarcastically and shrugged, "It seems fitting, don't you think?"

Cecille shrugged, "Well, when you put it that way."

(Meanwhile)

First Arcanist Thalyssra the leader of the Nightborne elves that was just recruited into the Horde, a blue troll with red bright glowing shoulder armor named Rokhan, and Nathanos waited in the Broken Tusk, "Our queen has assigned Perfectia to lead us through the Stockades and find what we're looking for." Nathanos explained.

First Arcanist Thalyssra looked at him in surprise, "The Ashbringer paladin? That Perfectia?!"

"De elf with da… um." Rokhan made a vase shaped motion with his hands.

"You know her?" Nathanos asked.

"Not acquainted no, but-" He smiled and looked away, "Her and her doctor frequent de natal spa clinic. She is kind of hard to miss. I heard she has a bit of a drinking problem."

Thalyssra thought back somewhat disturbed, "It's completely true, I saw her put away arch-wine like it was a sports drink, but in those raging drunken frenzies, it was, was… like a blender, you would just see flashes and fire, and then everything was dead, whatever you put in front of her, you stay out of the way, because I felt sorry for them. It helped liberate my people, so I will say I do owe her a lot, but that woman is not sable." She swallowed hard as she remembered the traumatic memories.

Nathanos tilted his head to the side and looked at Thalyssra inquisitively, "Well you should both also know that she has fallen in love with the king of Stormwind, Anduin Wrynn."

They both looked at Nathanos in shock, "What?!" Thalyssra and Rokhan said at the same time.

"Are you insane?" Thalyssra started, "That woman is an emotional bombshell and now you are telling us that she's in love with one of our deadliest enemies?"

Nathanos crossed his arms and shook his head, "The Dark Lady is confident in her abilities and she escaped the Stockades a few days ago, so I agree that she is the most qualified to help us in this mission." Nathanos smiled slightly at Thalyssra, "and I suppose since you know her so well, I predict that that's why you were assigned to watch her back."

Thalyssra let out a sigh and shook her head.

Nathanos looked outward outside. "I think that that's her over there." Nathanos stated.

They looked outside and saw Perfectia was dancing and singing to herself, "All day, every day. All day, every day." She sang.

Rokhan looked at them both and back outside at her, "Why is she dancing?" he asked.

Nathanos shook his head, "I have no idea."

Thalyssra rolled her eyes and looked at her, "Probably found some new equipment in the auction house or something." She stated.

Perfectia tripped over her own feet, landed on her rear, grunted out a high-pitched sound of pain, looked around, and saw that she was being stared at from the inside of the building. She placed her hand behind her head and laughed at herself as she saw them. She picked herself up, dusted herself off, and walked toward the building, "Thalyssra?!" Perfectia said excitedly.

"Hey Perf-" Thalyssra began, but was interrupted.

Perfectia rushed her unwillingly and hugged her, "Oh my gosh, it's been so long, you look so good, how are you?"

The hug wasn't returned and Thalyssra still held her hands in defense, "Ah, yes, thank you." She said, being held tightly, "You look different."

Perfectia let Thalyssra go and nodded, "I cut my hair and check out these eye's." She pulled down her lower lash and showed her glowing golden eyes.

Thalyssra nodded, "I remember them doing that before. I heard that a lot of Blood Elves that went to Argus eye's changed color, did you go there?"

Perfectia shook her head, "No, I was out at sea for a while, you could say it was like a cruise, they still change back sometimes, my eye color I mean."

Rokhan lifted a hand and smiled nervously, "Hi Perfectia Dawnlight."

She looked inquisitively, "Hi, I'm sorry, have we met?"

"I've seen ya at Shatterspear Vale wit Dr. Olisarra." He stated.

"That place is fairly hidden and I thought they separate the gender areas." She said questionably.

He looked and nodded, "Dey do, but we've seen ya swim in da neutral areas by da fall."

Nathanos looked at him strangely, "Never took you as a voyeurist Rokhan."

"It wasn't just me, everyone was watching her and she wasn't naked, she was in a two piece!"

Thalyssra shook her head, "That doesn't make it better."

Perfectia smiled evilly, "Oooh, flattery would have gotten you to at least fourth base, so you could have introduced yourselves, I wouldn't have bite… Too hard."

He withdrew from her advance, "Well you were… are, very intimidating to approach, even more so half naked. My name is Rokhan."

Perfectia nodded, smiled and shook his hand, "Nice to meet you Rokhan."

Perfectia slammed her palms on the table everyone was sitting at, scaring everyone in the tavern, "ALRIGHT SLUTS, GUESS WHO JUST BROKE OUT OF PRISON AND IS BREAKING BACK IN! BUT BEFORE WE GET STARTED HOW ABOUT I GET A LITTLE FOUR FIVE AND SIX PLAY."

Nathanos sighed, "I'm in charge of the operation. SIT DOWN DAWNLIGHT!"

Perfectia crossed her arms and sat down. "Fine, I'll bite the pillow since you're going in dry."

"Now, if we can get back to the assignment." Nathanos said impatiently, "My queen has seen to everything. Our transport awaits us on the ramparts." Nathanos walked outside the building, "Let's move out."

Perfectia looked outside and Protecto was waiting for her as a bronze dragon, Perfectia got on his back and he flew her to the ramparts and there stood all three of them and a few more Forsaken undead soldiers waiting, tending to eagle mounts, and they started getting on them. They brought a mount to Perfectia as she was on Protecto's back. She got off him, "Wait," Protecto said as she came off him, "I'm not going with you?" he asked.

Perfectia looked down, looked him in the eyes, and shook her head.

"These birds will move us faster to the gates of Stormwind, much faster than your dragon will." Nathanos stated.

Protecto looked over at Nathanos and back at Perfectia, "I won't be able to save you again." Emotion couldn't be seen in his face but Perfectia could hear it in his voice. He was upset.

Perfectia touched the side of his face and rested her forehead against his, "I'll be fine."

Protecto shook his head, "Please be careful, I have a bad feeling about this."

Perfectia shrugged, "Just another job."

Protecto nodded, turned around, looked back one more time, looked away shaking his head, and flew away.

Thalyssra watched him fly away, "You two seem close." Thalyssra stated.

Perfectia nodded, "We are, we had a few fall outs, but he's one of my best friends."

Thalyssra got on her bird mount, Perfectia did the same, and they flew outwards to the ocean to make their way to the Eastern Kingdom.

The birds were faster but the travel across the ocean took most of the day. Perfectia wondered why they just didn't take a few portals to a nearby area and go from there but understood a lot of people get physically sick after going through a lot of them. There were seven birds, each one with a Horde Soldier. Perfectia remembered that most arrow infiltrations usually had four or five people and she had no idea how she would be assigned once they made it to the Stockades. He just hoped she wasn't the point. Arrow formations were point (Tank), insert (Melee DPS), shaft(Range DPS), fetching(Healer), and nock (Support). She had a cracked, powerless Ashbringer on her back, and she could repower it with Mograine's soul, but that was never a guarantee. She knew that she had Azerite in her pocket, but she didn't dare mess with them as she felt them, for fear of dropping them on the flight path. It was nightfall when they came to the south areas of the Eastern Kingdom.

"Listen closely," Nathanos shouted as he was on the bird he was riding. "We will not be in contact once we've entered Stormwind. Perfectia, Thalyssra, and Rokhan will infiltrate the Stockades and extract the prisoners. Our scouts have located a hidden entrance. The tauren and I will cover your escape. The Warchief and the Horde will disavow all knowledge of this mission should you be captured. I have supplied each of you with an easy death. If you find yourself out of options, use it." Nathanos looked back at Perfectia as they were flying, "Dawnlight, if you attempt to let yourself get captured, I've been given strict orders to make sure you do." He looked away.

"Lastly and most importantly everyone, remember to have fun!" Perfectia said.

Nathanos looked back and threw a white stone at Perfectia's forehead but she was able to put her forearm in the way before it landed, "I told you I was in charge, Dawnlight!"

She writhed in pain from her arm getting hit and saw it fall on the ground, "Was that your hearthstone, Nathanos?"

"Yes. I hadn't planned on using it anyway." They came upon a ship no one had ever seen before, even in all Perfectia's months of sailing she never saw a behemoth of a ship like the one that was ported in Stormwind. It was blue and gold with a dragon carving on the bow, and red and white patched sails. The length of it was bigger than most garrisons she would encounter, and the sails were higher than most towers. "There's our way out." Nathanos explained, "Get to that ship once you have the prisoners."

They came upon Lions Rest and Perfectia stopped herself as she looked back and remembered when she confessed herself to Anduin. She remembered that she never felt so scared and fearful, after she kissed Anduin she looked to him like a distant star that she thought she would never reach. She smiled as she remembered that her star had come to her and was willing to light her way. "Perfectia." Thalyssra took Perfectia out of her daydream and she looked at her face, "Are you crying?"

Perfectia shook her head and wiped her nose, "No, something got caught in my eye while we were touching down." She followed the troll Rokhan to the opening, took a deep breath and dived into the water pipe that led to the Stockades below. They came into a lightly lit room with two prisoners and they were quickly blasted with Thalyssra's magic.

"Da 7th Legion be here." Rokhan said, "Whoever we breakin' out, da humans not be takin chances. Go ahead, I'll watch ya back."

Thalyssra looked back at him, "Hold on, you'll blend in a lot better than both of us, why would we go first?"

"Well I'll ambush dem while day distracted."

Thalyssra sighed, "Speaking of." She got close so she could whisper to him, "Is she really going to be a problem for you?"

Rokhan shook her head, "No, but-"

"Then no buts. Move and find our target."

He looked over at Perfectia for a second and nodded, "I be goin' on ahead ta find da prisoners." He cloaked himself and moved forward.

Perfectia put her hand out, "Wait, I thought he said…" but he ran ahead.

"Do you know these areas, Perfectia?" Thalyssra asked.

Perfectia looked around and she knew she wasn't kept here, "No, we must be someplace deeper then where I was kept."

Thalyssra nodded, "Then we need to deal with the 7th Legion."

Perfectia looked outside, saw that the two cellmates that were in the cell they smuggled themselves into were dead or unconscious. Both Perfectia and Thalyssra left the cell and saw two of the 7th Legion soldiers speaking to one another. Perfectia drew the broken Ashbringer blade off her back and walked forward to them and spoke in Common."Return of the one woman army. Shows about to start, careful though, the first three zones are a splash zone, and you will get wet."

The Ashbringer glowed with power and the guards and Thalyssra looked confused, "Is this a joke?" one of the guards asked. Perfectia whipped her sword about with speed and struck both guards in their helmets knocking them on the floor.

"What was that?" Thalyssra asked.

Perfectia sighed and shook her head, "I'm talking like my aunty again. She's insane you see." She looked at Thalyssra.

Thalyssra looked away and smiled slightly, "You know I used to think you were funny now I just think you're annoying. So please keep your statement to a minimum." She asked.

She rolled her eye's, "Keep up that attitude and I'll kiss you."

"What?!" Thalyssra was thrown off by that.

"Seriously though." Perfectia shrugged and changed the subject quickly, "We have a rogue, paladin, and mage, we don't have a tank, so we might have some issues. This isn't the three way I was hoping for."

She looked away and stared blankly, "I'm just going to ignore you now."

The Ashbringer glowed with a little bit of power of the Mograine Soul as Perfectia thought about protecting her friend Thalyssra, but she half heartedly knew that Thalyssra didn't really need her protection, so it didn't glow with full power. It was enough to deal with a handful of 7th Legion guards even though they were stronger than most of the guards that normally patrolled the Stockades. Perfectia could never keep her taunting and cursing to a minimum, it was just how she fought and it was a straight line with guards coming in as they noticed the fighting. The guards joined in to take on the two Horde invaders and were dispatched fairly fast with Perfectia's sword. Perfectia didn't care for them too much, so she dealt with them quickly and swiftly, when she was outnumbered she used more flashy moves with her sword, and when one went down she stood up proudly like she was waiting for applause. Still they attacked and still they went down. Then both Perfectia and Thalyssra came upon stairs and climbed up, "Wait." Perfectia said as she looked in a cell. "This is where I was kept and…" She saw what was inside. Rokhan was waiting for them as well.

It was a white-haired orc in red armor with his back turned to them, "Varok?!" Perfectia said joyfully. She took her sword and clanged it on the lock on the door. It broke open and Perfectia ran to him and grabbed him by his shoulder, "Hey High Overlord, we've come here to get you out." She stated.

Saurfang defensively pulled himself away and shook his head, "No." he said abruptly.

Perfectia shook her head in disbelief, looked down, and looked at him, "You ran off and I didn't see you again." Perfectia shrugged, "If you got yourself captured…" she paused and smiled, "It doesn't matter, we're here now and we're going-."

Saurfang grunted angry as he looked at Perfectia and saw her disappointment as tears started to form in her eyes, "I didn't get captured!" his anger faded as he saw that Perfectia was oblivious to what happened. "Sylvanas left me out there to die. So, did you." He looked away from her.

Perfectia looked downward and shook her head, "No, no, I wouldn't do that. She wouldn't do that." She looked over at the two members she was with, Thalyssra and Rokhan. "That's not what happened right?"

Rokhan stepped forward, "I was there. They locked him outside to face the Alliance alone."

Perfectia looked at them both confused, looked down, and shook her head, "I don't remember that." She looked at Saurfang, shrugged slightly, "I would have stayed with you. I would have done something."

Saurfang looked at Perfectia's face, smiled slightly, and nodded, "I know you would have," he put his hand on the side of her face, and collected one of the tears on her face, "but I can't go back. Not to her Horde."

Perfectia shook her head slightly and looked at him, "But we need you, I need you, I would never have been able to get this far without you." Tears were falling from her eyes.

Thalyssra grabbed Perfectia by the shoulder, "Come on Perfectia, he says he's not coming."

Perfectia quickly moved herself away from her touch and her eye's glowed bright as she looked at Thalyssra angrily. Thalyssra covered her face to block the bright light. Perfectia put her hand on Saurfang shoulder and shook it, "They'll torture you." She shrugged and remembered back, "They were going to torture me. They were going to turn me into a Wretched. They'll most likely publicly execute you." She shook her head, "There won't be any honor in your death, you have to come with us, please." She pleaded.

Saurfang sighed and shook his head, "Goodbye Perfectia." He said he stood up and slowly, but strongly pushed Perfectia back towards the door. The other two left the cell and Saurfang pushed Perfectia outside. "Be strong," Saurfang said, "and make sure you know the difference between loyalty and honor." As he closed the door.

Perfectia fell on her knees and sobbed outside Saurfang's cell.

Rokhan whispered into Thalyssra's ear, "Is she always like dis?"

Thalyssra sighed, "You should have seen her when she lost her first batch of Withered to Furog the Elfbreaker." She shook her head as she remembered, "She cried for over an hour and yes, she is."

Rokhan shrugged, "We don't have dat kind of time."

Thalyssra nodded, "I know."

Rokhan walked to Perfectia and touched her shoulder, "We still have a mission, Perfectia. We need ya help. Are ya really dat upset we lost our tank?"

He looked up at him confused as the tears were falling from her eyes, but then she started laughing. Perfectia calmed herself and nodded, "I'm good. They were keeping Kel'Magnus over there, I remember the way." She pointed in a direction.

Perfectia's light had faded and she cared little for the guards that were ahead, and the Light did not shine, and it was harder to kill guards that would patrol or call for more. Luckily there were three of them and Rokhan was able to pick up where Perfectia was lacking. They came upon a cell containing two strangely dressed trolls. Their clothes seemed to be of some kind of tribal royalty from all the gold, glowing gems, and feathers they were wearing. "Ah, our escort arrives. Just like I said, Princess."

Perfectia opened the door and the Princess looked at Perfectia strangely up and down, and then above her head and back down at Perfectia. "Hmm…" The Princess looked her over, "Thank you. My Prophets tells me you are allies."

Rokhan looked at them suspiciously, "Oho, I be knowin' you." He stated, "You be dat snake dat-"

Thalyssra put her hand up and stepped forward, "We have come on behalf of the Horde. I am Thalyssra, this is Rokhan, and this is Perfectia."

The Princess lifted her head slightly, "And who's he?" she nodded toward Perfectia.

They all looked around confused, "I- "Perfectia started, but a silence spell stopped her from speaking.

"Lock it down!" A voice rang in all their ears and they shuttered at the sound.

"Greetings will have to wait." The Prophet stated.

Thalyssra looked at her hands and she tried to cast a spell, "It is a nullification field. I cannot cast."

Perfectia looked out to all of them, "Stay here, I'll deal with them." She drew her sword off her back and walked outside.

Rokhan followed behind, "I be comin' wit you." He said.

Perfectia looked outwards to the cell and saw that areas of the prison were blocked off with a purple magical wall, "There blocking the way to the front exit, we can't go out there." Perfectia stated. She slammed the Ashbringer into the forward exit at the magic that was holding it up and it bounced back off the magical field. "Merde." She cursed.

Rokhan looked to the barrier to the left, "Dis way." He pointed

Perfectia readied a strike to her left but was interrupted.

"Dat would be a mistake. It is de other way." The Prophet stated as the Princess followed behind.

"You best be right, Zul." The Princess stated. Even with magic being nullified she floated up in the air, in a surge of yellow light, the barrier went down. Perfectia walked across the field, slammed her sword into the mages shoulder feeling the break of his collar bone, but before he could scream she kicked him across the jaw knocking him out cold. More guards showed up and Perfectia, slightly calming rage, dealt with the remaining guards mercilessly. Perfectia was aiming to injure and incapacitate enemy guards. When she saw an opening in a guard strikes, she would punish it by breaking the limb, not only with her sword, but with a strong stomp to a locked knee, or a locked arm with her free hand, until the hallway they were passing by was an endless stream of moaning, screaming, injured guards.

Rokhan walked past it all somewhat disturbed by what Perfectia was doing and how she was doing it. He looked over to Thalyssra closely and spoke softly, "You were right, she is not sable. I'm sure glad she's on our side."

Thalyssra laughed slightly and nodded her head in agreement.

Mages got it the worst, Perfectia would actually aim for the throat with the Ashbringer and they fell over like crackling bags of potatoes as they stopped casting spells at her. One mage managed to summon a group of water Elementals that surrounded her and began casting lesser ice spells. Perfectia looks back at everyone, "Cover your eyes." she ordered.

Perfectia lifted her head and let her eye's glow like two shining suns, stopped all the enemies that were surrounding her, and slammed the Ashbringer into the mage's unprotected skull. The other elementals he summoned disappeared. She arrived at a dead end but there were still two people sitting in a cell that Perfectia was focused on, she slammed the Ashbringer in the lock to get it open while the two prisoners were scared out of their minds, "PERFECTIA!" Thalyssra yelled. Perfectia looked back at her and saw she was looking at a hole that was in the ground, "This way." Thalyssra gestured toward it with her hand.

Perfectia looked at the two prisoners she would have to leave behind, made a locking gesture across her lips, then a cutting gesture across her neck, and nodded her head at them. They both nodded back as they understood what she was trying to say.

The Prophet Zul opened up the escape downward. "It smells… unpleasant." The Princess complained.

Perfectia agreed with the Princess and so did her other senses, it smelled rotten, and flashes of black and white entered her vision as she had to swim in those waters to escape.

They all came out of the sewers and Rokhan started casting a mist spell or maybe it was a device, but the humidity that came from the bodies of water with the spell kept all five of them from being seen, "Alright, stay close. We're all friends now. "He said.

Unseen by nearby guards they walked past them. Perfectia was tempted to kill or break the guards that were nearby, but Rokhan stopped her as he remembered how much screaming they did when she put the Ashbringer to the guards before. "Don't." He whispered. "Just follow me."

They stopped when a human town crier came in front of them, "Attentions, citizens of Stormwind! Horde infiltrators have breached the Stockades! Civilians are to remain in their homes until the threat has been subdued! By order of the king."

Perfectia looked down and looked at everyone else but followed the rest of the group until they came on a bridge, "Let cross at da bridge." Rokhan suggested, "Unless ya prophet be havin' a problem wit dat." He said.

The Prophet Zul held onto his heart like it was hurting and beating fast. He shook his head.

"Is everything okay Zul?" The Princess asked.

Prophet Zul looked at everyone, "I feel… strange." He looked into the Princesses eyes, "I think everything should be fine." He said unsure.

They came to the bridge. Prophet Zul held on his heart as they were about to cross it, and looked at everyone in dread, "Jump off the bridge now." He ordered in a whisper.

Perfectia looked back at Prophet Zul and shrugged, "Why?" she whispered.

Both Rokhan and Thalyssra looked outward with dread in their eyes. Perfectia looked at what they saw and gasped. She shook her head as she looked back and forth. It was Anduin on his horse. They saw Perfectia take a large gasp of air as she looked out at him and raised her hand. "An- "Perfectia started, but Thalyssra grabbed her from behind and casted a silent spell on her, and Rokhan grabbed her by her legs and they all jumped in the water. Perfectia fought, but she ended up jumping off the bridge into the water. When they resurfaced Thalyssra whispered in her ear, "If you mess this up for us, Blightcaller will still be out there, and will kill you even if you're in Anduin's company."

Perfectia looked up at Anduin as Thalyssra's hand was around her mouth. He was on top of the bridge, "Not a word." Thalyssra whispered.

They all swam to the stairs once Anduin and his men had passed, Perfectia looked at Thalyssra upset, "How? Why?" she argued.

Thalyssra shrugged, "Cry if it makes you feel better, but I just saved all of our lives."

Perfectia looked away and shook her head.

"What's going on?" The Princess asked.

Thalyssra looked over to the Princess, "I'll explain later, but she almost got us caught."

Prophet Zul looked at Perfectia who was clearly upset, "Hmm, so that's what that was, extremely unpleasant." He stated.

Perfectia spit in his face, "Did you predict that?"

Rokhan looked at Prophet Zul, "A little more warning woulda been nice." He complained.

Prophet Zul looked away, wiped his face, and nodded in agreement.

They all climbed up the stairs that led out of the riverbed, "We not be stoppin' again 'til we get to da docks." Rokhan explained, "Get ready."

Perfectia followed them, the Princess put her hand on Perfectia's shoulder, "Are you okay, Perfectia?" She whispered as they followed.

Perfectia shook her head, no, and looked into the troll princess's eyes, "Just be grateful that I'm helping you. Whoever you are." She said disgusted.

The Princess nodded, "I am grateful, and my name is Princess Talanji. You seem to have a strong guardian spirit as well. Not as strong as Rezan, but I can see he truly cares for you."

Perfectia smiled and looked at her, "You can see him?"

Princess Talanji nodded and looked above her head and down at her, "I can, I'm a little envious actually. Rezan is a proud loa and only comes when I truly need him, not when I want him."

Perfectia nodded, "Yeah, mine too."

They came to an open area that was completely deserted which was odd because it was in the middle of Stormwind, "Wait… where are the guards?" Thalyssra looked around and asked.

Rokhan looked around and stopped his mist spell and looked around as well.

Perfectia followed and drew her sword from her back, "I taste something, like a wet rag or dirty water."

Princess Talanji shrugged as she followed, "Zul is not soiling himself. It may be nothing."

Prophet Zul shook his head in disagreement, "Well not nothing."

A group of howling Worgen attacked the group and they were deflected back as Thalyssra let out a circle protection spell that surrounded all of them. Genn Greymane the leader of the Worgen showed up to lead the ambush and attacked the circle of protection but stopped, "Perfectia, what are you doing here?!" he said in surprise. "Anduin he's…"

Perfectia looked at Genn from the other side of the barrier, "Is he looking for me?" She asked desperately.

Genn looked away and shook his head, "Stand down!" He ordered, "You have to go." He said toward Perfectia. The Worgen group stopped attacking.

Perfectia shook her head, "No, tell me please. What's going on?"

Genn shook his head and shrugged, "Go, I'm supposed to stop you." He said regretfully.

Thalyssra grabbed Perfectia's hand, they all ran off, and Genn screamed, "Yeah! Scurry, like the rats you are!" he said half heartedly as they ran.

Prophet Zul stopped all of a sudden and picked up a torch, "Well this should be useful." He looked around toward everyone, "We might want to wait here."

"What is it now?" Princess Talanji asked impatiently.

Perfectia looked to her left, saw a small blizzard come towards the group, and was filled with rage when she saw what it was. "Oh, this is oddly familiar." Perfectia stated as she recalled her time in the Halls of Reflection.

Jaina Proudmore came up the docks and saw all of them, "I have known the Horde to be cruel and heartless, ruthless in its pursuit of victory. But this…? This is folly. You will die here, and an unmarked grave will be all you have to show for it."

Perfectia drew the Ashbringer off her back and walked toward her. Thalyssra grabbed Perfectia's arm and pulled her, "No we can't fight her, run."

Perfectia strongly pulled herself away, "You're not going to stop me this time." She whispered and looked at Thalyssra enraged.

"I think you better let her go." Princess Talanji stated.

Thalyssra shook her head at Perfectia, let go, and the four of them left her alone.

Perfectia walked toward Jaina right into her blizzard spell that surrounded her, "I suppose you think this is brave, don't you?" Jaina stated as Perfectia was enveloped in ice, until she was a solid chunk of ice that couldn't move anymore.

Perfectia prayed to the Light, it enveloped her as it sang, making her shine bright inside of the ice until it broke into pieces, and stopped Jaina's blizzard spell. Perfectia looked at her questionably and looked around at all the ice that she broke out of, "You didn't think that was actually going to work, did you? Haven't you been down that road before, Lich Queen?" she asked.

Jaina was taken back and looked at her confused, "What did you call me?" She looked at Perfectia's sword glowing with power, "I thought the Ashbringer's were rendered powerless."

Perfectia looked up as she looked at her sword, "Mine still has power and now I'm going to ring you up like the devil's doorbell. You don't remember me, do you?" she asked and pulled out a piece of Azerite.

Jaina shrugged, "Should I? And ring me up?"

Perfectia changed the Azerite into the Corrupted Ashbringer, "I'm going to beat you up and kill you, okay? …Like this." And threw the Corrupted Ashbringer at Jaina and she ducked as it went over her head and saw it implant itself in the stairs below and disappeared.

Jaina looked back and forth, "It was you that threw that at my ship."

Perfectia sighed, "Why do I yell things? I won't miss this time."

Perfectia pulled out another piece of Azerite, smashed it into dust with her sword, and took deep breaths of it as it went into her lungs. She felt it as her body filled with power, she saw her hair turn red and the glow in her eyes turn blue. Time stood still as she remembered everything that happened at the battle on Lordaeron and memories of Alexandros Mograine's life merged with her own. "Don't Perfectia!" Perfectia saw him so clearly, Alexandros Mograine was standing in front of her. "Please don't do this. If you kill her, he'll never forgive you."

Perfectia shook her head and looked away, "Didn't you hear what Genn said. He doesn't want to see me again. She took him away from me, so let me have some fun."

Mograine shook his head, "You can't beat her, she is stronger than you."

She just glared up at him

"Just run, you can still run. You saw what happened in that battle she…" Alexandro pleaded with her, but realized he wasn't going to get through, "Am I just making this worse?"

Perfectia nodded her head blankly "...Kinda."

"I told them not to let you go." Mograine confessed. "I told Fordring to use you as a last, last, resort, you were the one left that could purify the Ashbringer if it fell into the wrong hands again, but you and Arthas would have died, and now you're going to use the power that could have killed you."

Perfectia looked down and shook her head, "She has a lover in the afterlife. I won't let her take mine."

Mograine shook his head, "I can't stop you. Not with that Azerite going through your system."

Time came back to normal and she was standing in front of Jaina again. "How are we going to do this? Are you going to come at me? Should I come at you?" Perfectia held the Ashbringer upside down and it changed into the corrupted one. "Should we come together? Oh, at the same time?" Jaina held her staff in her hand as she prepared for her to attack, but six Ashbringers showed up behind Perfectia, each one fairly different.

Jaina looked at her and the Ashbringer's surprised, blasted Perfectia with ice magic twice, and they were blocked by the floating swords. Perfectia ran toward her with two downward slashes and Jaina blocked them with her staff, but Perfectia kicked her in the midsection backward with her foot pushing her back a few yards on her feet. "Oh you'll come. THEY ALWAYS COME!"

Jaina charged a frost spell and blasted it at Perfectia.

Nearly teleporting from side to side, Perfectia dodged the spells as she rushed forward as the swords trailed behind her. More spells were cast as Jaina tried to keep her distance away from the paladin as she teleported herself backwards, but her spells didn't hit anything but air. Perfectia kept rushing forward dodging her spells and Perfectia closed the distance and slammed her sword across Jaina's chest letting the staff take the bulk of Perfectia's attack. Jaina was knocked back several yards again but fell on her back.

Perfectia quickly moved herself behind a horse wagon and used the swords to fling it at Jaina while she was down on the ground. Jaina looked up and saw the wagon come toward her in the air and teleported herself forward and Jaina came down at Perfectia with her staff. Her attack was blocked as the floating Ashbringers took the bulk of the damage. "I can melee too." Jaina spit.

The floating swords flowed and connected to each other and they all made an upward slash like a fan of blades being slashed upward. Jaina did a high backflip to dodge this attack and midway, shot Perfectia with a frost blast in midair.

Perfectia took the hit but moved herself backwards fast. Perfectia kept her distance this time, running in a slightly circular direction as she came toward Jaina again. Moving this way kept spells that were shot away from Perfectia and kept her from getting hit. Perfectia slash across at Jaina's shoulder but she blocked Perfectia's attack with her staff. Perfectia revealed that she now had two Ashbringers in her hands, one corrupted one not, "Melee out of this." Perfectia teased and slashed upwards with both of her blades. Jaina got on the attack as she struck with her staff forcing Perfectia to block her attacks. Perfectia slashed downward with an over arm strike and Jaina blocked it but the other Ashbringers came down on the strike as well hitting her staff an extra five times bringing her to a knee. Perfectia moved her hands upward as all seven Ashbringers slashed upwards knocking Jaina in the air.

Jaina used an ice protection spell on herself as the Ashbringers kept her airborne for another seven stabs toward her chest that she blocked with her staff and with the ice spell she cast. The rapid sound of metal tapping on wood made her think that her staff wouldn't last long.

Perfectia jumped up in the air and made the floating swords slam Jaina on her back and head hard on the ground making her ears ring.

Perfectia looked at the flaming Ashbringer, a sword that was mostly engulfed in flames and made it spin in a circle and made it come toward Jaina as she was on the ground. Jaina shook off her mild concussion to focus her eyes on what was coming toward her. She quickly rolled out of the way as it came back and forth as it tried to cut and burn her. Jaina got up and started blocking the flaming sword with her staff and cast a slow moving blue arcane spell toward Perfectia. The floating swords tried to fling the floating ball to the side, but they went through it, a foot away from Perfectia's face. Perfectia looked outward and saw Jaina make a fist with her hand. "Merde" Perfectia said out loud and the arcane spell changed into an explosion of fire magic that blew up in her face knocking her back. Giving Perfectia the same concussive impact she gave to her a few seconds ago

Perfectia let an Ashbringer disappear behind her and reappear by Jaina and stab toward her. Jaina saw it and blocked it away and faced Perfectia again. "Hey Jaina, I can range too!" Perfectia yelled outward.

Perfectia pushed the Ashbringers outward and they flew toward Jaina and she was forced to block and dodge as they came toward her. Perfectia lifted her arms in the air and as all seven Ashbringers surrounded Jaina Proudmore in a circular motion and spun around her. Jaina looked around in panic as she saw all the spinning swords about to stab her. She cast her strongest ice protection spell and she took a deep breath and surrounded herself in hard ice. The swords slashed downward bouncing off the ice block spell. Perfectia laughed to herself and shook her head as she knew that that spell would only last so long. The spell broke and Perfectia moved her fingers around and slashed into Jaina's back, drawing blood and making it spill on the ground. The other swords came down as well, implanting themselves in the ground but Jaina teleported out of the way. The Corrupted Ashbringer that took Jaina's blood was brought to Perfectia, she grabbed the blade, and slowly licked Jaina Proudmore's blood off the blade, "Oh, that is good." Perfectia said out loud as she tasted her blood.

The other Ashbringers disappeared but Perfectia still held the Corrupted Ashbringer in one of her hands, felt the glow in her eyes turn red, and fangs started to form in her mouth. With lighting speed Perfectia hissed and rushed Jaina. She clotheslined Jaina, grabbing onto her throat with her hand, and slammed her down on the ground. Perfectia lifted the Corrupted Ashbringer and slammed it down toward Jaina's chest while she was on her back. Jaina tried to push back the blade with her staff and tried to teleport herself but nothing was happening. "Feel zat?" Perfectia asked, "Zat's your mana draining. Smile, confess, and I will make zis quick." She explained as she tried to find a spot on her body she could stab. "Ça me fait chier." She spit.

Jaina looked up at her, "Avouer quoi? (Confess what?)" she asked as she tried to get the blade off her.

Perfectia shook her head at Jaina, angry that this rich, over-privileged woman knew how to speak her native tongue fluently. She focused on the Corrupted Ashbringers aura, "Don't play dumb," She spoke in Thalassian, "you were trying to take him from me. You ruined everything for me. SAY THAT YOU WANTED HIM FOR YOURSELF!"

Jaina looked at her confused, "I don't know who you're talking about."

Perfectia shook her head and pushed herself closer to her, "Don't lie to me. Just say you wanted him. Say that you were trying to take him from me! Say it!"

Jaina looked at Perfectia as she came down with her blade, Jaina saw the necklace that was around her neck, and saw the picture, "Where did you get that necklace?" Jaina asked as she looked into Perfectia's eyes.

Perfectia shook her head and started crying. She moved the blade off her and ran away screaming out in pain as her right arm started to ache. Jaina sat up and watched her while she was on the ground with sympathy as she ran away. Jaina was in bad shape as well, she needed her staff to help her get up, she drank a mana potion and looked down to all the fighting that was going on down below.

Perfectia ran as fast as she could through a city that was partially on fire. Not only was her arm aching with pain and she couldn't move it, but she watched it turn to a painful burning red. Then to stinging black as her muscles turned skinny and her fingernails rotted off. Her arm looked like it was charred over a fire and only some paper-thin skin was keeping her bones together. Her connection to the Light was completely severed as she tried to heal herself to keep the damage from getting worse, but she was powerless. Perfectia took off her Blood Knight tabard and wrapped the arm so it wouldn't flop around as she ran. She came on the group she was traveling with, Nathanos and two Forsaken troops had joined the group of four, and they were attacking members of the Alliance at the docks. Nathanos was there firing arrow after arrow bringing down members of the Alliance and saw Perfectia approaching. "Dawnlight," he said, "glad you could make it, I thought I was going to have to stay to hunt you down."

Perfectia rolled her eyes at him, "No, I'm here. Is everything going well?"

Nathanos nodded at Perfectia as he took down the last enemy troop with his bow, "Smoother than I expected, since you were dealing with Jaina Proudmoore up there. My hat's off to you for surviving."

Perfectia shrugged slightly.

Nathanos looked at Perfectia and laughed, "So did you cut her in half with the Ashbringer?" Nathanos asked.

"Uhhhm…" Perfectia said as they were approaching the end of the docks and there was Jaina Proudmoore waiting by the boat with four other human mages with her.

Jaina started talking and slowly walked forward.

"To answer your question, Nathanos." Perfectia said, speaking over Jaina's self-righteous speech. "No, I did not do that."

Nathanos crossed his arms while Jaina was talking, "Do you think she's going to shut up?" He directed toward Perfectia.

Perfectia shrugged as she slightly heard Jaina speech about how bad the Horde was and how honorable the Alliance was, "I think she likes the sound of her own voice."

Nathanos laughed at Jaina, "You can barely walk, and respectfully we have a boat to catch." Nathanos stated.

"Then perish." Jaina readied ice lances behind her. And the four mages behind her started casting ice spells.

Perfectia looked down at her arm and knew she couldn't do anything with it, but grabbed onto the powerless Ashbringer with her non-dominant hand, and it felt heavy for the first time.

Prophet Zul stepped forward a few feet away from Jaina, "You can try to subdue us, and likely succeed." He nodded, "But do you have time to waste?"

Jaina looked outward and saw that most of the Stormwind port was covered with flames, "No… it can't be." She said in panic.

Prophet Zul gestured toward the fire, "Seems a mage of your… skill… could be very useful right now, hm?"

Jaina looked over at Perfectia. "Don't look at me, I didn't do zat." Perfectia shrugged

Jaina nodded at Perfectia, "He will hear of this, so… va te faire foutre." She said brokenly angrily toward her.

Perfectia half smiled, and shrugged, "Nique ta mere." She insulted her back.

Nathanos laughed slightly as he seemed to have understood.

Jaina teleported herself and the other mages back to Stormwind.

"Loa help dem dat cross ya, Zul." Rokhan said as he got on the ship.

"I believe de phrase you be looking for is 'thank you'. "Zul the Prophet said as he got on as well.

Princess Talanji followed as well, "Come. We set sail for Zuldazar."

Perfectia looked to Nathanos and to the trolls, "Wait don't we have orders to- "

Nathanos nodded in agreement, "Yes," he interrupted, "I think not. We are to return you to the warchief directly."

Princess Tananji looked at them both Perfectia and Nathanos, shrugged, and smiled slightly, "Seeing as how this is my ship. I think you will need to adjust your plans." She got on the main wheel and started turning it.

Perfectia rolled her eyes at her and let out an exaggerated sigh toward Princess Tananji, "Rokhan, adjust the main sail, starbound! Thalyssra raises the shield a little higher! The attacks coming from the Alliance might give us the wind we need to send us seaborn! Nathanos retie the lines to the jib!" Perfectia pointed at the two Forsaken troops, "You two, pull in the plank so no more Alliance try to get on board!" They both nodded and did what she said.

Nathanos looked at Perfectia questionably, "Wait, who do you think you're talking to?" he asked.

Thalyssra raised the shield like Perfectia ordered and looked back at Nathanos, "She said she lived out at sea for a while. I trust it, she's not known for lying."

Perfectia looked at Princess Tananji, "You, don't steer in the opposite direction of the sails or they'll rip off. Worst the spreader will crack."

Princess Tananji stepped back and gestured toward the main wheel. With Perfectia's left hand she took the main wheel and reset the adjustments, so she was sailing to the wind. Perfectia realized that her "crew" didn't really understand sailing terms and many of them were a bit 'piratey', so she pointed out the saying, that thing over there. Several times.

Princess Tanaji laughed with her arms crossed and leaned back on the side of the ship, "I'm sure glad they brought you." She looked at Perfectia as the ship quickly went out to sea.

The troll ship made its way half a mile out to sea and Perfectia stepped back, "Can you?" she looked back at Princess Tanaji. She nodded and took the wheel and Perfectia rotated her shoulder when Princess Tanaji took it.

"What happened to your arm and what happened to your guardian spirit?" Princess Tanaji asked.

Perfectia looked at her surprised, "Is he gone?" she asked.

Princess Tanaji looked upwards above Perfectia, "No, but he looks different, damaged actually."

Perfectia unwrapped her right arm and showed it to her.

Princess Tanaji looked at it in shock, "Oh my Loa, what happened? Did that mage do this to you?"

Perfectia shook her head, "No, I forced my guardian spirit to do my bidding, using Azerite."

Princess Tanaji looked at Perfectia disgusted, "Why?"

Perfectia shrugged, "We got out, didn't we?"

Princess Tanaji shook her head at Perfectia, "I could have handled it, you know. Rezan would have been there in our time of need, but you were trying to kill her, weren't you?"

Perfectia looked at her angrily, "I could have killed her but I didn't."

"Then what were you trying to prove?!" Princess Tanaji yelled.

Perfectia looked away from her, "That I was better than her."

Princess Tanaji slapped Perfectia across the face, "You would exploit a kind spirit like that? That's the most selfish thing I've ever heard." Princess Tanaji looked down at her arm, "I was going to try to heal that but maybe you deserve to suffer."

Perfectia took off her necklace and showed it to her, "Maybe, you should stay away from your Prophet, I've been through so much pain because I listened to mine. I would have gotten over my hang ups and just been blindly following orders if I didn't come to her for advice."

Princess Tanaji took the gem and placed it on her forehead, "You stole this." She looked at Perfectia

Perfectia shook her head, "They died. My mother killed an entire Amani tribe right in front of me. She thought they were going to eat me, but they were kind. Right in the Silvermoon forest, I took that gem to remember, also it can hold a bit of magic if my arcane withdrawal gets too painful."

Princess Tanaji looked at the gem that was behind the picture, "But you lost it."

Perfectia looked away, "It nearly got me killed at one point, but if it hadn't, I may have never known what I could do with the Ashbringer. Someone gave it back to me, a former Mossflayer shaman that left his tribe when his people started eating Scourge infected corpses." Perfectia looked away, "I asked someone to craft it so when I went back home maybe I could find a picture of my mother to put inside." Perfectia explained blankly.

"Did you find one?" Princess Tanaji asked.

Perfectia laughed slightly and looked away, "No, Arthas took our home, but Kael'thas Sunstrider," Perfectia laughed to herself, "our prince. He took everything else. When I came back home. There was nothing but demons, Wretched, and Blood Elves still loyal to our fallen prince, there are less of them now but it's still a ruin. I never found a picture of my mother and she would write all the time, not a single book, painting, or family picture was left. Dawnstar Village, that's where I'm from. Everyone there, my family, had the word 'dawn' somewhere in their last name."

"I'm sorry. Also, Thalyssra said that you cry a lot, I would think anyone would be upset when bringing up stuff like this." Princess Tanaji stated.

Perfectia shook her head, "Don't be sorry. I've never cried over this. I've come to terms with it, no point crying about it now. Also, to do that would be to accept that I lost something or maybe that it won't come back. I still consider myself nobility, noble blood, and my family name will be restored to its former glory." She looked down at the necklace that was in Princess Tanaji's hand. Perfectia shrugged, "But… I would throw it all on the fire to just be with him again."

"This is the man from the bridge. You're in love with him and that's why those wolf people didn't attack us. Prophet Zul knew that we weren't in any danger." Princess Tanaji said in realization. She thought back, "I guess I understand why you were so upset that we didn't get caught."

Perfectia shrugged slightly, "The Alliance and the Horde have been at war for over 20 years, and we've only come together to fight some other war. Yet somehow even as enemies we fell in love, and it's so painful because… I feel like it will never end."

Princess Tanaji shrugged slightly, "Do you feel that the love you carry for each other is stronger than your hate as enemies?" She asked.

Perfectia shrugged, "I do, but is it stronger than this war we've made for each other? In this world of warcraft? We seem more likely to kill one another than be together."

Princess Tanaji nodded, "Is that really what you believe?" She handed back the necklace to Perfectia.

Perfectia looked at the picture as it was in her hands, "I don't know, but I know my friend might be throwing his life away and I know you heard me sobbing a few cells away."

Princess Tanaji smiled and laughed slightly, "I did, and I heard him crying as well, when he thought everyone was asleep."

Perfectia put the necklace around her neck and laughed, "I didn't ask, I'll just head down to the Sunwell as soon as we drop you off."

(Poem is from Janey M Writes janeymwrites and a LOT of lines from the World of Warcraft game)