Our story starts out with a girl named Dida and her friend, Mimi. Dida is an elf, but not just any elf. She was a dark elf. The only real difference is that dark elves have tanner skin and pointier ears.

As they were walking down a darkened alley two strangers appeared.

"What are two little girls doing in a place like this?", the first stranger asked.

"Yah, maybe we should teach these two little weaklings a lesson in safety!", the second stranger exclaimed.

"Weaklings!", Dida began. "Who are you calling a weakling?!"

"Oh m-", the second stranger began, but had no time to finish for at that time Dida had punched him in the face.

THUD… He had fallen on the ground, knocked out with one hit.

"How dare you!", said the first stranger as he started throwing punches, but none could touch Dida because it seemed as if she could bloke every single one of them.

Then, from nowhere, came a punch heading strait towards Dida.

Quick thinking Dida grabbed his arm, flipped him over and slammed him into the ground as if they were in a wrestling match.

"Aaaaaaaaaaah, sleeping like a baby! That was to easy!"

"Uh-oh, here comes someone else, Dida.", Mimi said with pity in her voice.

In the distance were three shadows. Two of witch were females guarding what looked like nothing in a cloak (or for people who read Harry Potter, something like a dementor)

As they neared they stopped in front of Dida and Mimi.

"Move or we shall make you!", said one of the guards.

"Oh, I'm so scared!", exclaimed Dida.

"Don't say that we didn't worn you!", said the second guard.

"Fire, wind, water and ice

Teach these brats to head my advice!"

Then all of a sudden there was a flash, then a scream. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" It was Mimi! Then in front of their very eyes she had dissolved leaving nothing behind but a memory.

The guards led the mysterious cloak away and all Dida could do was stand there starring at the spot where her friend had disappeared.