A Breach in Time

Before i get started, i just want to provide a couple of pointers. First off, most of the tags will apply to this story, just not yet. Much as i love oneshot sex story's. This one is going to be a, hopefully, long saga with mulitble chapters, the sex will be there, it just won't be a central part of the story.

Finally, please comment/review, tell me what you like, don't like ETC But please no "This story sucks" or nonsense like that. I will ignore and delete reviews of that nature. If there's something you don't like. Say so! Then i will strive to improve and fix it if it's not a estential plot device.

Without further delay. On with the fiction.

The Breach: The nightmares only just began.


Aside from the harsh wind, silence descended over Tanaris. Though it was strange to the lone figure studying the landscape around her. Despite being here a dozen times before, everything felt, out of place, strange, though nothing looked different to her eyes. She could just, feel it.

Pushing her thoughts aside, the slender figure shifted a gloved hand to brush a lock of dark blue hair from her eyes and sighed heavily. There would be time enough for questions and concerns later. Instead the night elf’s gaze shifted to her companions, six in total, scattered about the small camp they’d established for the coming night.

It would cold, the druid could tell already. “Why exactly did you drag us all out here Delia?” Alessa asked wearily, the staff at her side sinking into the sand a little as she shifted more of her weight against it.

“I told you, it vasn’t me!” A draenei snapped in reply, her azure eyes breaking from the mountain beginning to loom in the distance. “I vas asked to round you all up for somethink…Ask zee dragons once ve get there.” A few murmurs passed through the group, but no one was in the mood to anger the mage further. Ever since the band of friends had been brought back together. Delia had been much more abrupt, quicker to anger and more likely to bite someone’s head off then joke or smile. Something was troubling her, but she refused to let anyone help or even understand what the problem was.

Pushing that aside, Alessa simply dropped her heavy pack beside her tent and groaned. “Whatever.” That was all she bothered to say, this would get her nowhere if she kept persisting.

Instead she shifted her gaze to another member of the group. A human, Darius, kept his gaze focused on the desert around them. He was by far the post paranoid of the group, always suspecting something dire would jump out and rip them to shreds at a moments notice.

Shaking her head slightly, Alessa chose to leave the paladin alone and instead spared the group of unlikely companions a glance. A dwarf worked hard to set up a fire for the night ahead. A blood elf was busy sharpening her blades and pausing occasionally to practice and ensure they were satisfactory. A troll was off to one side, anyone close enough would hear a string of prayers leaving her lips as she did, whatever it was trolls did when they prayed.

And finally was a second draenei, this one male, he was massive in comparison to the rest of the group, and unlike the others, was simply muscle. While the others were a mixture of different and varied skills. He simply used axe and shield and brute strength to tear anything that got in his way to pieces.

Not that he was any less in the eyes of his fellow soldiers. Rather he simply lacked the magical or natural talents the others had.

“It’ll be dark soon. Best sleep now or not at all.” He mumbled, despite his words being calm and low, it still echoed across the camp and was heard by all.

Nodding slightly, Alessa vanished into her tent and ensured it was closed behind her. Sighing softly, she set to work removing the form fitting leather armour she wore. She hated sleeping in it. It was so damned uncomfortable and left her with numerous aches and pains.

She was halfway through removing her padded black leather vest. When a pair of azure arms wrapped around her waist, and she felt a pleasant tingle in her neck as a pair of lips briefly met her flesh. “Sorry, I’m just a bit tense.” Delia’s voice purred into her ear, as her hands moved to help remove the vest.

It was no secret to the group that the two were together. Hell it was one of their first adventures that brought them together. Though they kept it *professional* during there adventures. “Forget it. Lets just stop bitting each others heads off and relax, it’ll probably be the last chance we get…” Why she said that, she didn’t know. There was just something about the situation that made her uneasy.

At least they had a peaceful night tonight to look forward too…