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Chapter One

Jeïl

The sun, high in the sky, was baking my skin to a crisp. Sweat was covering my body, my leather armor not helping the situation. Being assigned to kill someone, I could live with. That person being a General and heavily guarded, I could live with. Sitting out here in the middle of Tanaris with no shade anywhere near my location, I couldn't. I would die from this faster than the general would kill me. I've only been out here for the past four hours and already had heat exhaustion. When the hell would I be able to leave?

The one place with shade was risky. It was inside the tent that the General would sleep in later that night. Nobody was in there right now, although a few guards remained when the General went into the goblin town nearby and they were heavily guarding this small structure. It would take some luck to get there safely.

'Maybe I could sit in there and wait until this stupid General came back and kill him in his sleep. My daggers would sink into his heart easily and those guards look easy to sneak by, If they were as dim-witted as the other humans I've met,' I thought. ' Besides the sooner this is done the better it will be for me.'

Carefully I crept towards the shelter. The wind slightly picked up, making the rough sand fly around a little. 'Good thing this sand is the same color as my leathers' I thought, seeing my chance. I broke out into a sprint, the sand not bothering my eyes but clearly those of the soldiers, they had their hands sheilding their eyes as if it would help. My leather blending in with the color, so with their minimal visibility it was next to impossible to see me. If only I wasn't stalking from so far away! I could already be out of the sun and enjoying the nice shade.

'Finally!' I thought slumping in a nearby corner. It was much cooler inside. Beyond comparison really, I loved it. I stealthed, waiting for the General to return to camp.

Talvon

They sun was slowly sinking, the cooler wind coming out and caressing my skin after the heat that was the day. At least back home the heat wasn't an oven trying to cook you alive. The sky itself was a majestic sight after only seeing sand and the very greedy goblins. It was red, pink, purple, orange, all colliding together creating a work of art. A type of piece my son would enjoy, all the colors complimenting and contrasting each other.

"General Talvon," one of my soldiers said.

"Yes?"

"I have received word from King Varian Wrynn that most of us are to head back to Stormwind, while the others shall accompany you to your estate back in Teldrassil. We are to leave twelve out of thirty-five guards to escort you the rest of they way. I hope this isn't an inconvenience?" the guard asked.

I only had these guards because the King saw that my safety was necessary. I was far more than capable of fighting for myself. I didn't need twelve guards, let alone thirty-five. I was actually relieved of this news. Who would want these clunky, barely able to hold a sword, boys, doing this job?

"No, we will make do just fine." I replied, "Have you any word about my son? I admit he wasn't happy when he learned of my leaving. For a grown man he worries more than he probably should."

This wasn't the real reason he was upset. We were never on the best terms with each other, not for a long time.

"No, sorry General Talvon."

He rode up front, presumably where he was before hand. My son was a Night Elf as I was, although he was definitely had his mother's looks. Long dark purple hair and a very pale lilac complexion was the opposite of my blue hair and blue skin. If only his mother got to see how he looked now, a wonderful asset in war! The druid far more advanced than anyone could imagine outside the elders. How I missed my dear boy Renlon.

We were coming closer to our encampment. 'At last', I thought. I had wanted to rest all day long.

When I entered the tent I saw a flicker of movement in the far corner. I looked again but saw nothing. I lied down lazily, closing my eyes and listening to my breathing even out as I fell asleep.

She should of stayed in the corner. When I awoke only minutes after falling asleep, it was to my sword slipping to the ground. This revealed the rogue. I charged at her only to see her disappear again. I looked around and saw a faint movement. I took a wild swing, hitting what I know knew to be a her (from the way her chest came out) right in the stomach, sending her flying back. This one had initiative though. She was back on her feet in seconds, her daggers moving so fast that I who usually had no injuries leaving a fight was covered in thin cuts. Luckily for me her daggers weren't poisoned. I would slowly be dying if they were coated.

Eventually she let her guard down, likely wondering why I hadn't called for help yet. I took advantage and hit her in the temple. She slumped forward and laid their, unconscious. She I would keep, train her to fight with the alliance. She did have the potential. Maybe she could be one of the guards who watched over the house and my son, If I could manipulate her enough. It really wasn't often that you would come across a skilled fighter like her so young. It would be amusing to break her.

First FanFic, So please leave constructive criticism, that's how I will improve! I know this chapter sucks, I think I'll rewrite it entirely.