Hope (discontinued, sorry!)

Chapter Five

A long, long time ago, before humans had even existed, the elves had ruled the lands.

They had lived in harmony, with both one another and the land. Until one elf decided she was too good for everyone else. She decided that she rose above others, and called herself a goddess.

The Goddess of the Night.

There were many others who fell for her grace in beauty, falling in love with her long, ash blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes. But it was a corrupted type of beauty, and as she rose to more and more power, her mental sanity had begun to slip.

There was only one elf that she would listen to, take advice from. His name was Sarrith. They had loved eachother very much, and even thought about bonding their life forces. Bonding their life forces is the equivalent of getting married in your human world.

However, he was assasinated by one of the men that had fallen in love with her, The Goddess of the Night.

It was after that night The Goddess of the Night....or as I knew her, Kiara, truly went mad.

She waged war on all of the elves, ignoring all reason and throwing away the peace and harmony we had worked for for centuries. This was known as the the Night War. One of the few wars waged, and the bloodiest one the elves have ever experienced. All the elves who have fought and lived through the war are said to be mentally scarred with what they experienced.

I don't blame them. It was a horrible night indeed, and I have heard many stories about that war, which had lasted for a century and half. None of them were pleasant to listen to.

Ever since that war, the elves have been divided. Families turn against eachother, brother against brother...neighbor against neighbor. They split into the Cerran Elves and the Fallen Elves.

This is where you come in.

You can make a truce between the two warring elves, and make them one again. You have our complete trust. Please. Stop the war.

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I sat up in a comfy bed with white sheets and a very comfortable comforter in a haze. Blissfully unaware of my previous emotions. I looked around and recognized the setting out the window. The trees.

I would always recognize the trees with their leaves of literally a million different colors, always showering the floor with the leaves. I pushed the covers aside to stand up and feel a nice breeze on my bare stomach and thighs.

Wait a minute...bare stomach? Bare thighs?!

I looked down to see that I was wearing a bandeau-like leather shirt, my boobs almost spilling out and my entire stomach showing, and I was wearing these seriously short leather shorts. They were a spandex-y material, but they were so comfortable and fit my body perfectly, like they were made for me.

I looked into the mirror next to bed, admiring the intricate design etched into the golden brown wood framing the mirror. When I took a closer look into the mirror, I barely recognized myself.

Instead of just a skinny, unshapely body that I was used to, I had curves. Not huge, booti-licious ones, like I've always wanted, but I had a thin layer of muscle covering my bones. My eyes were round and awake, without any bags under them, and my hair was longer and straighter than I ever remember it being. There was just something about myself that just...didn't seem human.

What a kickass dream.

As I was admiring myself in the mirror, I heard someone whistle and I whipped my head around and my mouth flew open and determined to stay that way.

It was the boy from my dream, the one that was running away from me. He had a smirk on his face as he was obviously checking me out, which made me extremely self conscious.

"What...?!" I said, my voice coming out two octaves higher than I intended it to be, coming out as a squawk.

"Well I'm not gonna lie, what a great view." His voice was so sexy, all deep and husky. It took me everything I had to not melt into a puddle on the floor.

"Oh...yeah." I said lamely. 

Say something say something! I urged myself.

"Yeah, so uh...where am I?" I kicked myself. I'm pretty sure that that's all I've ever said to that boy the 2 times I've seen him.

He chuckled under his breath, "Oh this humble abode? Or the Land?"

I noticed he took a few steps into the room away from the door, and the sight just took my breath away.

He was really tall, as in 6'3, with smokey gray eyes and brown hair. Such a unique combination. He had broad shoulders and arms that obviously worked out, or did something masculine. You do not just get arms like that overnight.

I realized I hadn't said anything and I said whatever first came to my mind, "Oh umm...right. Yeah, so both?" I turned beet red as I realized how dumb I sounded.

"Well..." He said, taking more and more steps closer to me until he was just a foot away from me, "this humble abode is just somewhere in the Forest of Cerrani and this is the land of Autumn."

I could feel my heart pound with every beat as I looked up into this mysterious gray eyes, and I took in a deep breath. He smelled of...mints, and a slight wintry hint. How hot was that?!

"The Land of Autumn, huh. How creative...." I muttered under my breath.

"Well I certainly wouldn't have chosen that name, but yes, that is the name of the land you're in." He said, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled and laughed.

What a beautiful laugh.

I shook my head, "So...why did you run away from me when you saw me in the Forest?" I asked, tilting my head slightly to the side.

Surprise flashed in his eyes, I had caught him off guard. "You saw me?'

I nodded, "Yeah, the minute you saw me you bolted right away...and then. You said something, but I couldn't hear you and you ran away again..." I trailed off, making sure I had the sequence of events correct.

"I never ran away." He said.

"What?" I asked, "Yeah you did. I remember! You gave me that look and..." 

I looked carefully into his eyes. They were not the same eyes. I shook my head, "You know what? Nevermind. My bad, sorry. Anyways...I never got your name." I said, a hint of flirtatiousness creeping into my voice.

"Alex. The name's Alex."