Nyx

Hello and This is my first ever story about my character Deminaria andtells a little of his history and family ((Please note that this is my first ever story so if its a little odd please forgive me ^_^:))

It hurts today.. [*]He winced as he rubbed his back where his brother had slashed him so many years ago.[*]How did that even begin? Deminarias mind flashes back to twenty years ago the day after his father died from his wound. "This cannot go unpunished!" yelled Deminarias brother suddenly for he had been quite through the funeral and looked deep in thought yet had a burning anger that could not be put out with time. "Brother revenge won't bring father back you know this!" He agreed with his brothers words and yet he could not allow himself to lose his common sense out of grief. "I know," he pictured the sadness in his brothers eyes "But that man fled to Northrend and I am going to track him down and kill him for his crime!" [*]His brother pulled out his sword and stabbed it into the ground[*] "And if you try to stop me..." Deminaria remembered his shock of his own brother even hinting to kill him if he tried to stop him. "I am sorry," murmured Deminaria "Your rage has blinded you, and I will stop you from this foolish path" He pulled his dagger from his sheath and prepared to fight his own blood "Fool!" That was the last words his brother said to him as they charged each other. [*]His wound throbbed suddenly and as painful as the day he recieved it[*] "It doesn't matter though," He said to himself "He's dead no doubt and I haven't even been able to apologize" [*]He walks out of the room to see a messanger waiting out side the door his room in the inn[*] "I have a message for you sir," [*]He hands Deminaria the letter and bows[*] "Good day!" "Uh, good day," he responed confused I wonder who it is [*]He opens the letter and reads it slowly and his face turns deathly pale as the letter ends[*] "I-It can't be," [*]He runs out side and looks up in the sky and then looked down at the contents of the letter[*] "Hello Brother I have returned, a Death Knight. I write this letter to let you know I am alive and have unfinished buisness with you." Signed Demineria...

The day after he recived the letter from his brother Deminaria sat at a chair silently thinking of what his brother meant when he had unfinished buisness with him. Does he want to kill me for trying to stop him all those years ago? [*]He shook his head at that thought[*] If he wanted to kill me he would have many years ago [*]He touched his back[*] What happend after I recieved this scar? I only remember blacking out and waking up in a inn. Deminaria was so deep in thought he did not notice the same messanger from yesterday behind him [*]The messanger taps him on the shoulder[*] "Sir! I-" [*]The messangers words are cut short as Deminaria swirls around and places a dagger on the messangers throat[*] "Oh sorry I thought you were someone eles don't sneak up on me like that," [*]He sheaths his dagger and sits back down[*] "You have a letter for me?" [*]The messanger looks at him half afriad half shocked[*] "Y-yes sir here! [*]The messanger hands the letter to Deminaria and practically runs out of the room in fright[*] This must be from him [*]Deminaria opens the letter and read the contents which said Do not leave the inn stay where you are I will be there at midnight tell no one, I wish to speak with you alone...Signed Demineria [*] [*]Deminaria crumples the letter and sets it on fire with a fire spell[*] He wants to just talk?....I doubt it

It is ten minutes before midnight and Deminaria sits quietly waiting for his brother to arrive. [*]He stares at the flame of the candle deep in thought[*] What will I say? "How have you been?" "The scar you put on my back is healing nicely?" The clock on the wall gonged announcing the time was now midnight. [*]He feels a sudden chill and spins around to see the blood elf messanger standing in the doorway[*] "What is it?" he asked suspiciously [*]Deminaria slowly pulled out his dagger[*] "I have a message for you "Sir"," said the messanger yet his voice was cold and full of malice. [*]Trusting his instinct Deminaria charged the blood elf and slashed downward toward his skull. The messanger pulls out a long sword, blocks Deminarias dagger and slashed his sword side ways[*] "You die here boy!", screamed the assasin. [*]Deminaria jumps away from the sword and feels something cold as ice wrap around his neck[*] "A-Are you a...assasin of my brothers?" [*]Deminaria gasps for air and falls to his knees watching this smug assassin gloat over him[*] "That traitor is being dealt with as we speak," [*]The assassin smiles and raises his sword over his head preparing to strike[*] "But don't worry he will join you in death soon," [*]Deminarias eyes blink in and out of focus as he raises the hand with the dagger in a feeble attempt to defend him self as the assassins sword swung down[*] "Fool!" [*]Deminaria felt immense pain and saw blood pour on to the floor. He fell to the ground and his eyes saw no more[*]

His eyes slowly opened and what he saw made no sense to him. He was lying on a rolled out sheet of cloth outside under the bright stars in the sky. "Where am I?" He spoke to him self. Out of the blue a voice answered him "We are five miles away from Silvermoon." [*]Deminaria's eyes looked around for the sorce of the voice and winced when he moved his right arm and noticed it to be in a sling[*] "I suggest you do not move that arm for a while," the stranger walked into the light of the fire. The stranger wore all black armor and a sword covered with runes in his right hand. "You saved me then?" [*]Deminaria tugged at the sling and looked into the strangers blue eyes trying to see the mans whole face[*] "Yes if I didn't you would be dead right now and if you had survived you would have only one arm instead of two." [*]The stranger sat down on a log across from Deminaria and cleaned the blood from his sword[*] "Thank you sir they say twice blessed is help unlooked for," said Deminaria as he looked into the fire. The stranger laughed, "Unlooked for? What are you talking about?" [*]Deminaria looked at the stranger as he removed the black helmet and his eyes widened in shock[*] "I told you I was comming...brother."

((WOW! Your 1st story? Most excellent! I was in awe and disappointed it didn't continue. I am finding myself in want of more.))

The crickets stopped chirping. Everything was quite as Deminarias rescuer turned out to be his own brother. "I-Its you!" [*]Deminarias eyes widen in shock and glowed with surprise and disbelief[*] "How can I know you are my real brother?" asked Deminaria suscpisously. [*]Deminerias eyes showed amusement and he chuckled[*] "If I was a fake why would I save you? That scar on your back hasn't slowed down your mind has it?" [*]Deminaria put his hand on his back and felt the burning scar, satisfied with his brothers explanations he nodded[*] "I've never told any one about my scar and I have kept it hidden from everyone in my guild..." [*]Demineria made a sigh and drew his sword[*] "I'm sure you have not forgotten why I came here tonight?" [*]Demineria walked over to Deminaria[*] Deminarias spine tingle as he remembered the words in the letter I have unfinished buisness with you "So what is your unfinished buisness with me brother?" [*]Deminaria glares at Demineria[*] "Going to finish the job you started and kill me here unarmed and wounded like a coward?" [*]Deminaria closes his eyes accepting his fate and said a silent good bye to every one he knew[*] "If I had wanted to kill you wouldn't I have done so twenty years ago?" asked Demineria. Deminarias eyes flew open when he felt something on his face. The something was tears. [*]Deminaria looked up and saw his brother crying[*] "I came to say sorry for all the sins I have commited." [*]Almost like a mask Demineria wiped his face and it looked not sad or happy, but one of relief from getting a great weight off his shoulders.[*] "Go to sleep Deminaria we will be going to Silvermoon tommorow morning." said Demineria and sat on the log keeping look out. [*]Deminaria closed his eyes[*] But sleep did not come to him. Questions buzzed in his head and he thought of all the things he wanted to tell his brother, after a while sleep finally came to Deminaria and he dreamed of the past memories of him and his brother.

It was morning and Deminaria was walking next to his brother in an uncomfertable silence. What is a person supposed to say in a strange situation like this? he thought to him self as they neared the Gate to Silvermoon. "So what brought you back?" he asked hoping to break the silence. Demineria looks him in the eyes and says "We will talk about this when we find you a place to rest." [*]Deminaria gives a slight nod and looks foward as his head buzzed with questions.[*] They entered Silvermoon passing the guards near the gate, who gave Demineria a very warning look incase he had any funny ideas. "How about this taveren?" [*]Deminaria points over at the sign and starts to walk over when Demineria gives a slight nod[*]

They entered the taveren and sat down on at a table just sitting in silence watching the other people in the taveren have drinks and eat their food. "Hi can I get you anything?," asked a cute blood elf waitress. "He would like a room," Said Demineria before he could say anything. "How long will you be needing a room sir?" she asked. "He will need the room for a while since he is not well enough to travel far," [*]He watches Demineria give the waitress which looked like a good amount of money and raised an eyebrow at his brothers actions.[*] "Of course sir we will give you the room furthest down the hall it is one of our best rooms i might," She gives Deminaria the key to the room and gives a smile saying "Enjoy your stay!," and she walked away. "Dem Why do I need a room it's no-" [*]He stops talking when Demineria raises his hand palm out as to say "Let me explain"[*] "You see I came back because I broke free from Arthas control," Demineria began. [*]He stays quite and listens intently to his brothers tale[*] "I didn't break out of the control on my own however, your guild master Lady Nyx assisted me in breaking the control don't ask how....I am not sure either." [*]His eyes brightend when he heard the part about Lady Nyx helping his brother and started to wonder about it, until his thoughts were broken off when his brother started to continue his tale[*] "I have planned to pleadge my self to Lady Nyx and your guild, which when I do I will be heading to Northrend to assist in the war effort, now I would have you come along, however," [*]Demineria points at Deminarias sling[*] "With that cut, which by the way is alot more serious then it looks, will take longer to heal because the blasted assasin was using a enchanted blade." [*]Deminaria clenches the fist of his good arm and stares at his brother trying to come up with something to convince him to allow him to go to Northrend, after thinking for what seemed like hours he sighed defeated[*] "Fine you win this round, but why leave so soon?" asked Deminaria. "Because they need more people in Northrend you know that and besides I won't be on my on like last time I will be part of the Nyx soon remember?" [*]Deminaria thought about his guild mates and nods[*] "Alright, I will trust you won't die or get captured in Northrend like you did last time eh?" [*]He watches his brother stand up with a amused look and started to walk out the door giving a curt wave of bye saying[*] "Don't you do anything stupid while I am away," said Demineria with a laugh and exited the room.

((This story will now be in the point of view of Demineria. Please feel free to post any ideas or opinions Im always welcome to making my story better ^_^))

I hate flying he groaned as he stepped onto the zepplin deck. I swear these pilots try to crash into something! [*]He walks back and forth, arms crossed trying to distract himself from the fact he was fifty feet in there air. He looks at the captain[*] "When will this thing set sail?" He asked in a attempted normal tone. [*]The captain gives him a annoyed look[*] "This "thing" you call it will "set sail" when I choose it too!" snapped the little green man. [*]He sighs and continues to walk back and forth.[*] I wonder what I will need to do once I arrive at Howling Fjord? He had sent a letter saying he was volunterring in the war against the Lich King. But if they will even trust him, since he was a Death Knight, would count on proving himself like he always planned to do and wouldn't want it anyother way. It will help also that Lady Nyx helped me and I had pleadged loyalty to her like my brother Though even though he was a honerary member he knew some of them disliked him, but any grudge against him was well placed all the same. I have done some things I am not proud of... [*]He jumps as he feels the zepplin lurch foward[*] "FULL SPEED AHEAD TO HOWLING FJORD!" shouted the captain. I hope Deminaria is having more fun then I am at this moment! [*]He falls over as the zepplin scraps the side of a tree and he practically rolls down the stairs[*] "Ouch...." came the moan below deck.

((Hello its been a while but this is the new post, now i was going to have it Demineria was in Howling Fjord, but with the help of a friend I have a whole new direction which will show Deminerias past after him and his brother fought and before he died and became a Death Knight))

Taking the zeppling to Northrend was tough, but having to come back on the same one was worse! Demineria thought to himself as he walked through Silvermoon. Even though he came back he decided not to tell his brother. He needs to rest he thought to him self. He arrived at the inn he was told to go to and entered in. It was tiny, yet the decore was very impressive as was everything in Silvermoon. There were other blood elfs there all laughing having a good time, he looked around in vain to find who he was supposed to find. A voice came from behind him "Excuse me sir?" He turned around to see a female blood elf in death knights armor. "Are you the man that will be my mentor?" she asked quietly, but confindantly. Demineria looked at her long black hair and then at her face and asked, "What makes you think im the one your looking for miss?" He wanted to test her incase it was a imposter. "I was told to wait for a blood elf with black spikey hair, they told me his name was Demineria." "Ah then I am who you are looking for," said Demineria. [*]He bows to her and smiles[*] "What is your name?" She seemed surprised at his politeness, but answered, "My name is Erathin it's a pleasure to meet you." [*]She hesitantly holds her hand out as if to shake hands,[*] "A pleasure to meet you Erathin," said Demineria as he reached for her hand. When thier hands made contact his head throbbed violently, he winced with pain as the throb continued "Are you okay sir?" she asked. [*]Demineria jumps slightly, letting go of her hand, the throbbing stopped.[*] "Yes...I am fine," he answered "Anyways I will meet you tommorow at noon, do not be late." She nodded at him and said "Yes sir, I will see you tommorow." He watched her leave and shook his head wondering what had just happend.....

It was 11:55 as Demineria waited for Erathin to arrive, he sat down crosslegged still trying to figure out what happend yesterday. My head felt like it was going to explode... he sighed and shook his head. "Sir?" came a voice from behind. [*]Demineria jumped and looked around to see her standing behind him.[*] "A-ah your here on time thats good," said Demineria with a weak smile. "We will spar today," announced Demineria as he hands her a wooden sword. "Wooden swords sir?" asked Erathin. "Yeah so when we hit each other we won't cut each other to ribbons," explained Demineria as he picked up his own wooden sword. "Ready?" asked Demineria as he got into his fighting position, "Yes sir," she said and charged at him. He raised an eyebrow surprised she moved first she has guts he thought to himself. She swung downward at his head, he raised his sword up and parried, knocked the sword from her hand and was about to hit her with his sword. However his arm stopped an inch from her body and would not go further. His head throbbed and he clasped his hands to his head as the pressure increased. "Are you okay?" She asked concerned and confused. "I-I am fine.." he gasped. When the throbbing stopped he looked her in the eye's What's going on with me? he gave a weak smile and said "We are done for today, tommorow we will walk around and talk okay?" She looked at him confused, but gave a slight shake of her head said, "Yes sir" and walked away. He sighed and sat down crosslegged trying to think of what to do. "Maybe my brother can help...I'll talk to him later."