m: 'Someday' belongs to Nickeback.

Chapter Nine

"Hey…Seel!"

Seelamin groaned and cracked an eyelid open. Nackor stood beside his bed. Seelamin scowled. "What?"

"Our scouts just got word of Kiliath approaching TODAY."

"WHAT!?"

"Hurry up and get dressed! They'll be here within minutes!"

Seelamin looked at the sleeping woman beside him. Nackor shook his head. "Leave Nat here! You have to go!" he cried. Seelamin bent down and pressed a quick kiss to Nathyrra's forehead before getting up.

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A large tremor shook the ground. Nathyrra snapped her eyes open. "What the hell was that?" she asked aloud. Another tremor followed, causing her to fall out of the bed onto the floor. She stood up and looked at bed. Seelamin was not there. Her blood ran cold. Kiliath is attacking ahead of schedule. He's gone to fight. I have to help him.

She rushed over to his closet and yanked the door open. She grabbed a spare set of armor and put it on. It was made for the barbarian and fit badly on her form but it would provide the drow with protection.

She ran out the door. "Seelamin, you son of a bitch, why didn't you wake me up?" she growled as she ran through the corridors.

Nathyrra reached the battlefield. Intense fighting was taking place between both sides and House Kiliath was winning. An enemy soldier stepped in front of her, brandishing a katana. She remembered that she had no weapon and cast a magic missile at him. It hit the soldier in the chest, killing him instantly.

She ran forward and pried the sword out of his hands. A flash of blond caught her eye. She started to turn towards it when suddenly a soldier snuck up behind her and aimed a blow at her head. Darkness clouded her vision.

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When Nathyrra woke, she saw that hours had passed. The bodies of the subjects of house Kant'tar littered the ground. There were no signs of any life on the battlefield. The sorceress stood up, ignoring the pain in her head. Nathyrra stared to search the battlefield, ignoring the bodies of soldiers, servants, and even her own family. She was only focused on one person…or corpse.

Nathyrra stumbled over a dead man. When she looked at the corpse, her heart shattered. Seelamin was pale and unmoving. His eyes were closed and a peaceful expression adorned his face. The drow checked his vitals but he was indeed dead. Nathyrra sank to her knees. Ignoring the large wound in his torso, she buried her face in his chest and sobbed for the man she loved. After awhile, she looked up and wiped her eyes.

Her gaze fell upon the weapon that protruded from his chest. Her heart skipped a beat. A dagger was embedded in Seelamin's torso. Nackor's dagger. It had been the dwarf's pride, a powerful knife with the ability to inject poison into an enemy's veins. Of course. It would take far more than just a regular knife wound to kill Seelamin. Nackor betrayed him, plunging his knife into Seelamin's chest. Killing him with deadly poison.

Cold rage washed over Nathyrra. She abruptly stood up, her eyes dry. Remembering something important, she knelt down used her magic to create a small needle. She inserted the needle in the barbarian's left ear, creating a new piercing. When finished, she took one of her earrings out and placed it in the hole. Seelamin had told her that he would receive a sixth piercing for the person that killed him and she intended to carry out his tradition.

Nathyrra stood up and chanted a fireball spell. Seelamin's corpse caught on fire. She watched as his body burned, knowing that his customs dictated he be burned rather than buried.

When the entire corpse turned into ashes, Nathyrra started walking away from the field. I will kill you, Nackor.

How the hell did we wind up like this
Why weren't we able
To see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables

I wish you'd unclench your fists
And unpack your suitcase
Lately there's been too much of this
Dont think its too late

Nothin's wrong
just as long as
you know that someday I will

Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when

Well i hoped that since we're here anyway
We could end up saying
Things we've always needed to say
So we could end up stringing
Now the story's played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Lets rewrite an ending that fits
Instead of a hollywood horror

Nothin's wrong
just as long as
you know that someday I will

Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)

Solo

How the hell did we wind up like this
Why weren't we able
To see the signs that we missed
And try to turn the tables
Now the story's played out like this
Just like a paperback novel
Lets rewrite an ending that fits
Instead of a hollywood horror

Nothin's wrong
just as long as
you know that someday I will

Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
Someday, somehow
gonna make it allright but not right now
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
I know you're wondering when
(You're the only one who knows that)
I know you're wondering when