Captured

As the night elf threw Mike into the dungeons cell, he fell down on the cold hard ground getting his clothes dirty.

Mike then looked up at the night elf. Hate filled in his eyes. "Your going to fucking pay! Im a good man." Mike said spitting out some dirt that made its way into his mouth.

The night elf just laughed at this. "Fare well." He said turning around and locking up the cell rooms old rusty door.

The butler came in behind the night elf calling for his assistance, "Gordon, Stella needs your help with something." The butler said then bowed before the guard.

He stood there staring at Mike then turned his face towards the butler. Sticking the cell room keys into his pocket. "Alright, what is the matter?" Gordon asked curious on what the woman needed.

The butler looked slightly worried and said "she said she needs help with some of her studies in her study room, I'm not sure why she asked for your assistance, maybe because the king isn't here at the time." The butler said now walking up the old stairs that are made out of rocks.

Gordon smiled with a mischievous smile, "very well then." Something was up the mans sleeve.

Mike got up slowly dusting himself off. He then sat down on the old nasty bed that hung against the cell wall.

There was barely any light that came into the dungeons room, it was light from a torch that was in front of the main door that led into the cell room. The door having a small hole so one can see outside of it very much, but not big enough to escape.

Mike let out a sigh. He felt his wrists that had some red marks from the handcuffs that Gordon stuck on him from earlier.

Mike looked at the front door that had a glow to it. "I will have revenge ! You are surly making a mistake !" He yelled for Gordon and the others to hopefully hear.

The walls shook with Mikes loud booming voice. The voices of Wargans are deeper and louder than any other races, then vampires come after.

Mike looked at the old rusted bars of the cell and tried to bend them as hard as he could. He barely made them budge and warped them a little by his strong hands, but he couldn't bend them any longer. His hands grew sore form the rusted bars after awhile.

Mike huffed and looked down the hall of the dungeon. He couldn't see down it too far. It was dark and cold, and had voices of people crying and coughing from them being captured for awhile.

The dungeon sure wasn't a fun place to be,full of rats and the smell of rust and blood filled the air heavily. Of course there was also the smell of people's shit on top of that. Which made one sick and want to barf.

Mike felt a sudden wave of nausea hit his stomach, but he bravely gulped it down not wanting to puke.

There was a blood elf man that was a couple feet down from Mikes cell, he heard Mike gag and the blood elf laughed at Mikes struggles.

Mike quickly turned his head to see the other man in the dark, he was behind rusty the bars two cells behind Mikes cell, laughing in a dirty brown shirt, and messy greasy hair as if he hasn't bathed in months.

The tall blood elf had medium lengthened dark brown hair almost black in color and bright green eyes and tanned skin. He was handsome to look at, but Mike wasn't into men and he shook his head in disgust.

The blood elf smiled through the bars and said "welcome to the dungeons. Sounds like you are trying to get used to the lovely stench in here. Couldn't help but laugh. My apologies." Said the blood elf still finding this funny, but Mike wasn't having it and he turned around to have his back facing the blood elf.

"A bit shy are we?" The blood elf chuckled. "You won't be after a few months." He said looking at an old book he was holding. Mike finally turned around and screamed at the blood elf. "Shut the fuck up! Or I will make sure to kill you." Mike said angrily, but the blood elf found Mike so amusing.

The blood elf winced his light green eyes at Mike, then He walked up to the bar gripping it. "How about we both plan on escaping this place together ? Then we can have all the revenge we both seek." He was trying to get Mike to side with him.

Mike shook his head and sighed saying, "you wish, I will never side with a blood elf! You are horde. I don't like the horde, but lately there's certain Alliance people that I'm not liking a whole lot either." Mike said looking at the cold hard ground.

The blood elf chuckled once again and let go of the rusted bar and he stepped back into the darkens.

Mike looked behind him, not seeing that the blood elf was now out of sight again. 'Good, he was getting on my last nerve.' Mike said thinking to himself.

"Pitiful Wargan." The blood elf spoke in the darkness, he was now sitting on his old bed with his hands folded together. His dark hair over his green eyes.

Mike growled at the blood elf "shut up!" He said yelling not wanting to hear another word form the blood elf man.

The blood elf huffed and said, "we will make it out, it won't be an easy task, but I will need your help." He said to Mike, but he was still not interested.

Mike rolled his white eyes, and said "not interested, you can go screw yourself blood elf."

This made the blood elf laugh even louder as if Mike was full of jokes. His laughs where annoying and it was giving Mike a headache.

Mike growled once more and ran at full speed into the front bars to his jail cell. He almost fell down, but he managed to make quite a dent into the bars.

Mike took a step back and looked at the bars, a smile curved up his lips as he saw that he did make a nice dent, even though it hurt his side some, he didn't let it stop him.

The blood elf walked back up to the bars to see what that loud noise was. he saw the bars dented from Mike.

"My you are quite strong, like I said, we will be making it out of here." The blood elf said smiling.

"You mean me?" Mike said scoffing and looking at the blood elf, that made his smile drop.

The blood elf tilted his head and placed his hand under his chin in thought.

"How about this... I can be on your side as you can be on mine, we will work as a team, serving no one, but each other's backs." The blood elf said trying to make a deal with Mike.

Mike sighed and tried bending the metal bars again, not making much of a difference with his hands, he gave up and stepped back.

"So, do we have a deal?" The blood elf asked and caught Mikes attention finally meeting each other's gaze.

"Hmm." Said the blood elf, "seems as if you are way more eager on getting out of here than I am. We can make this work. Let's be a team." The blood elf took his sopping greasy hair and put it back with his hand.

Mike just stood there glaring at the mysterious man. "Then what after that? You will turn your back and kill me?" Mike growled.

The blood elf gripped onto the metal bar tightly with built up anger, it made his hand hurt. "I will not kill you, you have my word. I serve no one. I am not going back to that damned Dark Queen." The blood elf spat.

Mike tilted his head in wonderment. "Ah the Dark Queen, I've heard some horror stories of that bitch. Very well then, let's try and get out of this hell hole once and for all. What is your name ?" Mike asked as the blood elf's face grew into a bright smile hearing Mike finally agree to having him on his side.

The blood elf chuckled happily, "my name is Kelso." He said blinking his light colored green eyes.

Mike nodded his head, "very well, I'm Mike." He introduced himself not wanting to, but out of polightness.

"Ah, pleasure to meet you, now let's get out of these damned bars." Kelso said and he tried breaking the bars again with his hands as best he could, still not being able to do it.

"Damn it!" Kelso yelled and stepped back to sit on the bed again in the dark.

Mike rolled his eyes, "giving up to easily, I'm stronger than you. We will get out of here. Maybe not today, but it'll happen."

Kelso laughed in the dark, "you sure like to brag about your strength." He said, then laid down on the bed with his hands behind his head in the dark cell.

Mike growled and blinked his eyes, then his eyes finally got used to the dark since he's a Wargan, it's in his nature to be able to see in the dark. He was now able to see in the darkness not needing any light at all. He saw the blood elf just laying there staring into nothingness in the dark dungeon.

Mike wasn't sure how far he could trust this man, but he was out of options.