I know I haven't updated in a long time (bad Kazalla!) : I've been writing several different fanfics, for practice mostly. And for those who like this fanfic a whole lot, I'm sorry I kept you waiting. I know how it feels P. This is part of the story is very light yaoi plus more plote development. Anyways enjoy .

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Kindrel opened his eyes he was cold and shivering. His body felt like ice and his limbs were stiff. Drakken was gone and there was a note next to him on the bed.

My love,

I have gone, I didn't want to wake you up. I will be back in two days at the most. Please, stay safe – I couldn't live with myself if anything happened to you.

Kindrel sighed as he read the letter, ' "My love"? Wow…' Drakken really had become attached to him. He couldn't fathom anything happening in Everlook, it was such a quiet town and goblins didn't put up with any bullshit anyways.

Wind from the outside made the walls in ceiling creak. Kindrel was insanely cold and he reluctantly got out of bed to put on his icy clothes. He shivered violently as he slipped on his robes and pants. He picked up his staff and exited the room into the Inn.

He sat down at a wooden table in the corner and put his head in his arms. He needed to wake up a little bit more and warm up his clothes before he could do whatever he was going to do that day. He sighed and looked up, there was a male Night Elf at another table smiling at him. A rogue by the looks of it, who had Thunderfury and Iblis, Blade of the Fallen Seraph sheathed. 'Oh boy he's smiling at me...great.' Kindrel smiled back shyly looked back down at the table.

He immediately knew that smiling back was a mistake because the rogue got up and walked over to Kindrel's table still smiling. The rogue sat down next to Kindrel and put his large arm around the smaller Blood Elf. He was your typical male Night Elf who had a muscular and tall frame. 'What the hell am I? A magnet for epic laden alliance?!' The elf took both of his swords and leaned them on the nearby wall and then looked back at Kindrel. "Can I get you a drink beautiful?" Kindrel blushed madly, he knew this Night Elf hadn't confused him for a girl because Night Elves were very observant and didn't make stupid mistakes like that. 'Shit.' "No thank you…" Kindrel responded sheepishly praying for any type of distraction. This Night Elf seemed persistent, he wouldn't accept the fact that Kindrel was already with someone. Kindrel knew that already, he was calculating a way to escape from him.

"You know you're rather shy for a Blood Elf." The rogue purred. "My name is Vincent, tell me, what is your name?" The Night Elf pulled him closer. 'Ugh…Typical amorous Night Elf…' "Kindrel…" He said carefully. 'For God's sake something happen, get me AWAY FROM HIM'

As the Night Elf began to speak once more there was a huge explosion outside that shook the earth. This momentarily distracted the Night Elf. 'Yes! Sweet opportunity!' Kindrel seized the moment and leaped out of the Night Elf's grasp and bolted outside.

Kindrel ran around the inn and hid behind some crates. There was smoke everywhere and he would see projectiles whistling through the air, exploding when they hit the ground. He saw goblin guards and combined alliance and horde rushing to the main battle scene. He took a peek at the main battle scene spotting leprous gnomes and pale looking dwarves with blood red eyes. 'Dark Iron clan and Gnomeregan alliance…what the hell are they doing here?!' Kindrel felt an arm swing around and pull him towards a muscular torso behind him. "Kindrel, what were you thinking running out here like that? It's dangerous!" Vincent had found him. "I guess I just freaked out…" Kindrel responded meekly. "C'mon" Vincent said "I'll get you to a safe place, don't worry." He assured Kindrel soothingly.

Kindrel sighed as Vincent took his hand and they both ran behind another building. The Night Elf was attractive, and a nice guy but Kindrel already had Drakken and that's all he wanted. The rogue pecked Kindrel on the cheek and smiled at him before running off to join the battle. Kindrel was awestruck 'Oh boy… Drakken… hurry the fuck up.'

Suddenly a rather volatile artillery shell hit the wall of the city nearby him making it crumble in a huge explosion. The wave of force from the explosion threw him off of his feet and into the building wall.

He slowly got up, his back ached he heard Vincent yell his name in the distance. He took this chance to leap through the new escape route and run down the hill into the frozen pine trees surrounding Everlook. He looked through the opening the wall from behind a tree. He could see Vincent looking for him frantically and then run back to the battle after another explosion took place. He had a distraught expression, it made Kindrel feel horrible but he had to get away from that elf!

"Ay, elf! Over here!" Called a voice form behind Kindrel causing him to jump. It was a goblin wearing an eye patch. "Whats happening?" Asked Kindrel. "Gnomeregan fanatics and the Dark Iron clan hacked the teleporter in Gnomeregan and are invading Ratchet, Booty Bay, Gadgetzan and Everlook. They are taking over the towns. It started just this morning at around three. They waited until they had enough people and organized then they attacked!"

Kindrel looked back at the city, goblins were fleeing little by little towards him carrying large packs. "We've grabbed what we could and are hiding in the forest out here and have set up a small encampment." The Goblin continued. "You should stay with us if you wanna live, we are waiting for the Wyvern and Griffin Master to come if you need to leave. Hopefully they didn't kill him either…"

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Drakken drank his Crystal water he was completely exhausted. He and his raid had just killed a huge spider named Maexxna and he had to heal casters and rogues, which was a tough job due to the range difference. Vinnius patted his back "Good work Drakken, you really shined out there!" One of the mages was ecstatic and was jumping up and down because he had been given the Wraith Blade. Something which warlocks and mages desired. Drakken looked down and sighed, he had the overwhelming feeling that Kindrel was in danger. He couldn't leave now though. And besides, Everlook was such a quiet town, barely anything happened there. What could possibly happen to Kindrel?

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Kindrel concentrated on the missile hurtling towards the platoon he was assigned to causing it to freeze, diffusing the bomb inside it making it simply shatter when it hit the ground. "Nice going there elf boy!" called a rather old looking goblin who was operating one of the cannons. Kindrel has volunteered to help take back Everlook along with several other alliance and horde members. He was using his spell gun, it was a thorium runed bazooka with a handle. It was enchanted so Kindrel could turn it into a necklace for easy carrying. Kindrel had been taught the basics of being a mage but the spell craft for the class hadn't been hammered into him. He had improvised most of his spells and hadn't "Mastered" them according to other mages but they were excellent nonetheless. For example, he had found out that he could take away the force that propelled a fireball and convert it into explosive energy, creating somewhat of a grenade. He could do the same thing with arcane magic and frost. He used his spell gun to launch these magical grenades he had created and could launch them to a distance of just a bit less than a mile for the mana cost of a novice level scorch spell.

He had wreaked havoc with his spell gun. He assaulted the hordes of gnomes and dwarves with ice and fire and they retreated into the city to call more reserves from Gnomeregan. He had learned that they were setting up a teleporter in Blackrock Depths to call more reserves from the Dark Iron clan and there was the distance possibility of one being set up in the Searing Gorge. The goblins were in for a lot of crap later on, but for now Kindrel had been the hero of the day… and he hated it.

Kindrel despised the attention and slowly slinked away from the horde, alliance and goblins at the camp, which were conversing about future battle plans. Nothing like a random attack on a huge faction to bring the other two together. Kindrel escaped into the forest avoiding contact with anyone. The front line with the melee fighters and hunters were returning the encampment, Kindrel knew Vincent would return and he wanted to avoid him. Kindrel sighed as he slumped down against the trunk of a large pine tree. It began to hail. 'I hate my life'