Darren awoke to the unpleasant sensation of bouncing up and down on his stomach. The first thing he noticed was that he was drooling. He also noticed he was blindfolded and that his hands and feet were bound together. Coming to the conclusion that he was probably taken prisoner was an easy one to make.

"Pleasant sleep? You drooled more than most wolves I know, and I know all of them." (Lycan)

Lycan's voice sounded much too merry considering the situation.

"Where are we?"(Darren)

It occured to Darren that maybe this wasn't the best moment to banter with Lycan.

As if on cue the moment he spoke whatever he was riding on came to an abrupt halt. He suddenly jolted forward hit the person riding in front of him and rolled right off the back of what ever it was. The fall was less than pleasant. What ever they were riding on was atleast as big as a horse. He heard a thump as whoever was riding the creature along with him hopped off. The culprits footsteps drew closer until stopping inches from Darren's face. Suddenly his vision was flooded with light as his blindfold was removed.

"At least you can speak Elven. That'll fetch you a nice price." (Unknown Man?)

The first thing Darren noticed about the man was his height. He was atleast 6 inches taller than Darren (who is 5.10) and sports a patch of hair on his chin. His actual hair is blonde and tied back. The next thing Darren noticed was the man's long pointed ears.

Seeing Darren's surprise the man laughed.

"What's wrong boy never seen an elf before?" (Unknown Elf?)

Still not believeing his eyes Darren continued to stair.

The mans grinning face suddenly turned sour. A moment later he delivered a swift kick to Darren's abdomen.

"When I ask you a question you answer." (Unknown Elf)

Darren coughed, but otherwise showed no reaction to the kick. Not even a grimace.

"You know I thought after meeting a talking wolf I'd be hard pressed to show surprise at anything. Is he really an elf?" (Darren)

The elf immediately stood up and looked around for the third party that Darren was addressing. Darren noticed that he seemed to be staring past Lycan rather than at her.

"You didn't have elves in your world. Did you have dwarves? Or orcs?" (Lycan)

She also ignored the elf. Not because she didn't notice him. She simply found him below her notice.

"No we just had humans in regards to intelligent races. O we also had neanderthals up until about 10000 years ago. We kinda killed them off." (Darren)

"If the humans of your world killed them off 10000 years ago how come you know about them?"

"Mostly fossils and recreations."

"So you've never seen one of these nee-an-dra-tals." (Lycan)

"Still counts." (Darren)

"If you don't shut your mouth I will rip out your tongue." (Elf)

After yelling this the elf delivered another kick to Darren this time in the face.

"Ouch! Shit! That FUCKING hurt." (Darren)

Quickly rolling to the side and pulling his legs, he then delivered a two-legged kick to the elf's chest knocking him off his feet. The elf was quickly back on his feet this time a dagger in hand.

"I'm going to teach you the respect you should show to a superior race."(Elf)

He took two steps forward then a clang was heard. The dagger flew out of his hand and landed close to Darren's feet.

"The prisoner is no longer under our care, Opellan." (???)

Another elf came into view. She held a short bow in her left hand. However that wasn't what caught Darren's attention. Rather her outfit was.

Skimpy was a bit of an understatement. Unfortunately both she and near noticed him staring. However before either could say anything. He burst into laughter. This earned a confused look from Lycan and an angry one from the female elf.

"O god. Gimme a sec. (Continued laughing) It's for mobility." (Darren)

An arrow flew past Darren's face and stopped his laughing. But only for a moment.

"O man you're gunna have to shoot me. I.... I can... I can't stop. (Darren)

"Had you not been purchased I would kill you. I still have half the mind to do it anyway." (Female Elf)

"Which half is missing? Common sense?"(Darren)

This time two other voices joined in the laughter. One was Lycan, the other was an exceptionally handsome elf, in a flamboyant red robe who walked into the clearing from behind the woman.

"I can tell you and I will get along famously." (Red Robed Elf)

The newcomer took a step towards Darren, however the first elf stepped in to intercept him. Seeing this the woman quickly stepped forward and using the bow struck the first elf across the face.

"Fool, how dare you act as if you are on the same level as the third prince." (Female Elf)

"Prince?"(Darren)

"Ahh forgive my rudeness. I am Tal'gor Felloron third prince of the high elven kingdom of Talrassa. Technically speaking I now own you. However I hope that this will not affect our future prospects of friendship." (Tal'gor)

Sorry for the short chapter today. Also I would just like to add I have no set length for chapters but I aim for around 1k words each. Although I usually go do 1 or 200 more than that.

Please note that I will be editing Prior Chapters for grammar errors and format changes. No plot elements will be taken out or revised. (Please note this excludes the prologue which i may delete all together. If i do end up deleting it expect chapter 1 to have a major overhaul. No story elements will change but it will be lengthened by a large amount.