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I do not own World of warcraft or Familiar of Zero. Also a fair warning as this fic contains some horror elements, fan service and slight gore but most of all crazy shenanigans happening all across Azeroth...You have been warned.
Warlock's Journey.
Prologue: Zero meet Warlock, Warlock meet Zero.
Within the Stranglethorn vale, in the pirate city of Booty bay. The Citizens were ready to go for the bed for the night after a hard day of work, guards patrolling the city making sure there were no funny business going on. over all it was just another typical day in Booty bay.
Which Suited Dungoggs Halfmantle well, the Proud Dwarf who own one of the Inns in Booty bay was cleaning one of the mugs behind the counter as he was lost in thought of good ol' days in Ironforge with his family before the second war. the Dwarf snapped out of his thougths and glanced around the room and saw that most of his patrons have either left or passed out drunk on the tables while the adventurers have gone to bed.
The old dwarf merely grunted as he placed the clean mug away and continue to clean another. Today have been rather slow but peaceful so far, which he was happy about.
the constant brawls with different pirates clans and adventures that sometimes happens inside his beloved Inn can get very annoying after a while.
However he soon picked up hearing someone entering the Inn. Curious who it was he glanced toward the entrance and the person quietly entered his establishment, when he saw what this stranger looked like he nearly dropped the mug he was holding in surprise. Because the person was unlike anything he has seen in his long life.
The person is definitely a female, given the fact how large her bust is, but she is a Worgen...At least Dungoggs thought she looks like one because she looks more like a hybrid between a human and a Worgen given how almost human like features she has around her face and how her body is shaped.
She wasn't tall, he roughly believes she's around 152 cm tall, dark grey fur with lighter grey color around her face. She wore black and orange robes that just screams Mage while holding a strange looking staff.
By strange, I mean a terrifying looking staff with spikes and skulls at the end of the staff with the animal skull gave a faint green glow through it eye sockets. The old dwarf gulped when he realized this was no ordinary mage.
This Worgen is a Warlock.
The unknown Warlock scanned the room with her red colored eyes with hint of exhaustion, likey from travelling for so long through the harsh jungles of Stranglethorn. She walked toward the counter as Dungoggs nervously continue clean the mug he was holding while trying his best not show any fear toward the Warlock.
Warlocks are after all known to be power hungry and would devles into the dark arts of magic and sometimes even forbidden ones too. Doesn't help either that they make pacts with demons either.
The women stopped and placed some Silver coins on the counter and said "Food, drinks and a bed to sleep." her voice was surprisingly soft and it almost sounds like she whispered when talking.
The old dwarf nodded as he took the coins "There is a room two story up, at the far end of the corridor." with that he prepared some food for the dark mage. The worgen sighed softly as she sat down on one of the chairs as she placed her staff in her inventory, much to his joy as he didn't have to continue to see that scary looking staff, she then simply sat there looking like she's about to fall asleep any seconds.
Dungoggs decided that maybe the Warlock wasn't hostile and is simply just tired from...whatever going on in their life so he tried to strike up a conversation.
"So lass, neva' seen you around these parts" he says as he prepare the ale "the names Dungoggs, what yer name?"
The Worgen slowly lifted her head and directly looked into the Dwarf's eyes, at first he thought he somehow angered the Warlock but to his relief she answered calmly "Alice...Alice Darkthorn..." she mutters quietly as she rubbed her eyes.
The old Dwarf nodded, it was a good sign. At least the Warlock seems friendly enough and won't try to suck out his soul for simply asking a question. Granted at this rate he might be a bit bias when it comes to Warlock but after so many years seeing so many Warlocks causing so much damage to both his people and all other races, heck even including helping the burning legion when they came to invade Azeroth the second time. He's having a bit problem trusting any Warlock he comes across.
But something about this women seems different...Well appearance aside she doesn't have this attitude with every warlocks seem to have, arrogant or simply looking down on people because they aren't powerful as them.
Plus they love to hear the sound of their own voice and yet this young women seems rather timid or just plain stoic, given how she was looking at him with no hint of emotion other than looking tired.
Although there was one question he want to ask " If ya don't mind me askin' but are you a worgen? because you...well don't look the part." the Girl simply shrugged her shoulders and asnwered "I am...Got bitten in Gilneas and tried to undo the curse with an alchemist by combining alchemy with magic to undo the Worgen curse...instead ended up becoming a hybrid and can no longer become human again." Ah. so that's why she looks like that.
"Sorry to hear that" Dungoggs said as he placed Alice food and drink on the counter "if any consolation you look fine the way you are." Alice merely nodded as she dig in to her dinner while seemingly tired from the entire events that leads to this.
After the whole event with the siege of Orgrimmar and Garrosh escaping the trial she's spent. 3 years of figthing a war against the Horde while battling against Deathwing to prevent him from ending the world, Stopping the thunder king from enslaving all races in Azeroth and Garrosh himself who had gone insane. When they finally caught the son of a bitch the bastard escape with a traitorous bronze dragon whose name she didn't bother to remember to an unknown timeline, probably screwing the past already.
But with the war over the Alliance and the true horde can take the time to rebuild their homes that have been lost in Garrosh mad quest in conquest...Well except Gilneas and Theramore.
Theramore pretty much nothing more than a crater and Gilneas is still riddled with the blight unleashed by Sylvanas and her Forsaken loyal to her.
Speaking of the Banshee queen, Alice can't help but frown when she thinks about that spiteful banshee queen. Granted she has nothing against majority of the Forsaken as there has been many who actually left to join the Argent Dawn when they witnessed the horrors and cruelty Sylvanas displayed in the war, heck just ask her friend Elizabeth who once was a Forsaken Frost/Arcane mage but left the Horde to be a wandering mage after having enough of the senseless slaughter between factions and the hypocrisy of Sylvanas when it comes about the plague and resurrecting people against their will.
Truth be told, Alice wished she could have the chance to kill that demented Undead elf, not because of what she have done but because she a walking disaster that's about to happen, sooner or later.
For all she knows the Banshee queen might start the whole damn war again for some stupid reason that would benefit her rather than the Horde itself.
Speaking of the Horde, at first she had no idea what to think about them when she first heard of them as a child. She was taught by many (Back then people tolerated her due to her...condition, before she trained to become a warlock) teachers and elderly that the Horde are evil who threaten their world years ago with their savagery. But back then Alice was after a curious child and believed there are two stories behind what really happened between the Alliance and the Horde. So as an aspiring Warlock she sought out knowledge when she first time stepped out of Gilneas and into the big wide world.
So she had three years to learn, three years to know both people from the Alliance and the Horde and she learned that the Horde aren't so different from the Alliance.
It's the past hatreds that keeps both factions at arms lengths...No not arms lenght, rather Spears and guns length if anything, preventing either side to let the past hatred go and simply talk things over.
But now? Now it might be nearly impossible because of what Garrosh have done, all the cruelty he has done to both Alliance and the Horde. It'll take a very, very long time for the wounds to ever heal, which is the hard part as not only the Alliance and the Horde keep bitch slapping each other, they need to worry about other unfriendly forces that would take advantage of their weaken state.
like the Burning Legion and the Old gods.
Heaving a heavy sigh Alice finish her meal before thanking the old Dwarf and headed to her room, The Journey here wasn't really all that bad but the sheer climax of the end result of the war just didn't go the way she had hoped when they finally stopped the mad Orc, for it only to back fire when they tried to put him on trial when they should have just executed him the moment he was defeated in the first place to prevent any more damage.
But as usual, honor and moral beats logic once again.
"I swear if the king and the rest of the idiots think i'm going to help them out once Garrosh shows his ugly face with an army, then they better be prepared for a big f[BEEP]ing NO to their faces." Alice thought bitterly as she entered the rented bedroom and noted it was somewhat clean.
then again this is Booty bay run by pirates and they aren't exactly stingy when it comes with cleanliness, Like Stormwind and the nobles living in it.
Placing her bags near the bed she just plops down unto the bed without any care, she's simply far too tired to do anything or even care at this point. Three long years figthing, three long years trying to find any good within the Alliance and the Horde yet both of them are so flawed with ideals and past hatred that will likely tear their entire world apart if this madness isn't taken care of.
Sadly, she's just one women along with so few who share her view on the current situation in Azeroth.
Sighing once again as she close her eyes and wondered what she will do tomorrow. Maybe go out in the jungle looking for ingredience for her potion making? it can't be that much of a hassle right?
Little does she know she will find something that will likely change her life...With a huge deal of headache to the side as well.
Next Morning...
Louise de La Valliére felt like crap.
What exactly happened that made her feel like this? the young pinkette groaned as she opened her eyes, trying to see where she was as she felt she was lying on something wet. At first she closed her eyes as the light from the sun blinded her for a few seconds before her eyes adjusted to the brightness. Once her vision came back she immediately realized she was inside a forest.
And that she was lying on a large body of water near a beach.
"Ack!" Yelping in surprise and worry, she sprung up to her feets, walk away from the water and tried to assess the area to see where exactly she was. Because she don't recognize anything about this strange forest, the foliage looked completely alien to her and there was a strange sound of...music? It sounded like people were banging on drums and chanting in an unknown language that she never heard of before.
Looking down she could see she's wearing the academy uniform, confused as to what happened to her and how she ended up here. She tried to think back what happened before she ended up...wherever she is.
For a moment she eyed widen in shock and horror when she remembered what happened.
The familiar summoning ritual.
The biggest moment in her life to prove herself that she wasn't a failure of a mage...And she botched it. Louise realized that instead of summoning a familiar she ended up reverse the summoning spell and sent herself far away from any known location in tristain.
Tears already began to come as she realized that her career as a mage is over, she couldn't summon one simple familiar, a task that any mages worth their noble name can do and she failed so badly that she's sure her mother will marry her off to some noble to save the Valliére name.
Louise shudder as she could already feel her elder sister Éléonore ranting and pinching her cheeks endlessly for failing such a simple holy task. The only person who would be there for her is Catteyla who will only smile and comfort her, telling her that everything will be alright. It was at this point Louise openly cried as she realized there was no chance getting back home as she has no idea where she was or If she was even in her own world!
For all she know she could have ended up in another world with no way getting back home.
"Stop!" Louise mentally shouted as she wiped her tears, she can't break down crying, she's a proud Valliere! her mother taught her the rule of steel and never show weakness in dire situation like this! She will survive this and take on anything the strange land will throw at her!
With a new fire burning within her, Louise will do what it takes to find a way home or at least survive this strange forest.
But now that she think about it does she still has her wand?
Checking to make sure she still has it, to her horror it's not with her. Welp so much for the bravado and determination she had as any courage she has is now replaced with cold induced fear of helplessness as her only means of self defense is gone.
This seriously can't get any worse, would it?
*Snap*
Spoke too soon.
Louise head immediately shot up and looked everywhere for where that sound came from, her heart raced with panic and fear. It was then she heard one of the bushes rustled and out came what she could only describe a white big furry monkey.
the large ape noticed her and Louise froze on the spot as she desperately hoped the large monkey is friendly.
none of them moved an inch until the ape suddenly let out a roar and banged on its chest it shot forward toward Louise with the intention of kill. Louise screamed in fear as she ran away from the huge hulking gorilla toward where the sound of the drums are, in hopes the people over there will save her from the animal.
Louise panted as she ran, not used to running like this but with a huge monkey that looks like it can eat you up whole without even trying then she has no room to argue about it.
Especially since her life is in danger!
As Louise continue running the large gorilla was gaining up to her, much to her horror, however she could hear the music getting louder the closer she gets, with hope she ran faster and ran up a small hill and jumped through some bushes, landed rather roughly on the dirt ground. Louise groaned in pain as she lifted herself up, but also realized the music stopped.
with hope and a smile she lifted her head to see the people she hope would save her from the rabid animal.
only to be met with a large group of tall, blue skinned muscular creatures with long tusk jutting out of their mouths decorated in tribal markings and clothes, huts that have human skulls hanging around and heck there were even piles of skulls lying around, but what brought Louise attention was the pit in the middle of the little village that have humans remains burning above fire. Almost like they were cooking food over fire.
It was at this moment, Louise knew.
"Kill de human!"
"Burn her ova da pit!"
"More food for us!"
She fucked up.
Before the Blue tribal monsters could do anything, the large gorilla that was chasing Louise emerge through the jungle and charge toward them with a savage roar. Louise who was frozen in fear realized she has a chance to escape now that the blue elfish looking creature were busy fighting the large monkey she immediately booked it out of the village.
however some of the trolls saw her escaping let out a cry in language she didn't know about but it doesn't take a genius to know that they won't let her escape, thus several of them ran after her with war cries of their own while throwing axes and spears toward the Valliere child.
Louise let out a shriek when one of the spears nearly hit her as she continue to run up a hill before she came to the top she could see down from there was a road, a road that might lead her to somewhere safe. She didn't dare looking back as those monsters keeps blabbering in their guttural language as they tried to catch up to her, she desperately hoped she can outrun those monsters because her legs began to burn for running so long without any rest and it was getting harder to breath.
Before she could take another step, her back suddenly exploded in pure agonizing pain, like somebody sent a fireball toward her back.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" Shrieking in pain, Louise fell toward the unforgiving ground and rolled down from the hill. She finally stopped as she was unable to move due to the pain all over her body, especially her back as it burned with so much pain she never experienced before.
glancing back with tears in her eyes she could see one of those monsters dressed in some sort of barbaric robes and a mask covering their face with their hand pointed toward her. Louise realized that creature used magic! it cast a spell on her! with fear and no hope outrunning these monsters as they circle around her with gleefull expression for a tasty meal. One of the creatures approached her as it readied it's crude axe, ready to cut her head off.
Louise, crying in despair as the horrible truth came, that she will not live to see her family ever again, here she will die and her body eaten by these savages and her skull collected like some sick trophy, no one back home will ever know that she's dead.
Accepting the reality of her demise she closed her eyes and waited for her doom...
FWOOSH!
"RAAAAAGH!?"
Only for it to not happen as the monster who was ready to kill her suddenly screamed in pain.
Louise opened her eyes and saw the monster who was about to kill her was suddenly lit on fire, he was covered in flames as he flailed his arms around trying to put off the fire only to bumb into his fellow comrades, setting them on fire as well.
Confused and thankful whoever saved her she tried to look around for the mage who saved her life, when she set her eyes upon the person who saved her who happens to be quite a distance away, she couldn't help but be shocked that the person who saved her life wasn't a human.
The person is clearly a female if the large breasts were anything to go by, by the founder they were bigger than Zerbst! the women was dressed in black and orange robes, she wore silver colored shoulderpads and black gauntlets. However it was her face that surprised Louise the most.
She looked like some sort of a human wolf hybrid! she has black long hair styled in a princess cut hair that she seen before, red eyes that seem to glow underneath her front bangs, dark grey fur which became lighter at the center of her face, then there was the fact she didn't have human feet either but paws instead. Then there was the staff she was holding, it was the most scary looking staff Louise has ever seen, for the top of the staff was decorated with a large animal skull with spikes jutting out here and there, also two glowing green orbs glew from the eyes sockets, what's even more scary as there were other skulls hanging from the main skull that looked a bit more human, even their eyes glew with different colors with blue, red and purple.
Louise also noticed something else by the women side, it was some sort of a red scaled creature with no eyes that have several black tendril going back from its head and large spikes jutting out of its shoulders, lastly there were two large tendrils lifted up i the air with the ends split it four like some sort of a mouth.
The red scaled creatures growled and leaped toward at one of the trolls, the troll tried to parry the Felhound but it was too late as the demon smacked into him and sent him flying back, smacking into his fellow trolls as they lost balance and landed roughly to the ground. Becoming easy prey for the Felhound.
While the Felhound was busy ripping the trolls apart, the Women locked eyes with louise own. Louise wasn't sure how but just by eye contact the women told her I'll protect you just by gaze alone.
The other trolls seeing she was the bigger threat they let out their war cries and attacked the Warlock.
Louise watched as the unknown wolf lady seemingly conjure fire out of her hands with no chants or use of the staff she was holding! she blasted several of the monsters before those who survived engaged her in close combat. louise believed this was it for the mage as she knows that all mages aren't exactly trained in close combat, only battle mages.
But to her surprise the bottom end of the staff she was holding suddenly glew orange and she swung the staff as and Cleaved the head off one of the trolls as the head sudenly burst in flames along with the headless body. The trolls clearly didn't expect that let their guard down for a second, which the Warlock took her chance to leap forward and grabbed one of the Trolls head, gathered power into her hand and let the Fel magic inside the troll whose body began to have orange glowing cracks all over his body as he screamed in pain before proceeding kicking him back to his comrades and exploded in gore and flames.
the explosion took out the remaining trolls, which just left the shaman still standing.
speaking of the shaman he wasn't idle as his henchmen were being butchered. He called upon the Elements of storm and once all of his men were dead he finally gathered enough power and let loose upon the Worgen(?) Warlock with the full might of the Lightning storm.
Louise watched in horror as the large bolt of Lightning struck her savior, creating a huge dust cloud that cover the area around the women.
Louise felt like crying as her savior is likely dead from the blast as that monster had the gall to cackle as a madman, however Louise noticed something, a purple glow within the dust cloud.
once the cloud dispersed, the Wolf lady was unharmed as some sort of magical purple barrier with a demon skull in front of her covered her body from any harm, not only that but green dark energy seem to gather around her and unto her hands, from what Louise could only guess she was preparing a powerful spell to strike back against the Shaman. Once the Wolf lady was finish she shot her hand forward and a huge bolt of energy erupted from her palm, the energy bolt soon formed a demonic looking dragon head as it roared toward the shaman and exploded with such force that nearly sent Louise flying if it wasn't for that red demon dog pinning her down to the ground with its tendril.
Once the explosion was over the area where the shaman used to be was nothing more than a large crater, leaving no remains behind.
Louise gulped at the sheer powers this women possess, as much she is thankful for being saved but she don't know the intention of the wolf women who was now calmly walking toward her with a stoic expression on her face.
Louise feared that maybe the mage has some darker ulterior motives of saving her, like using her as a sacrifce for a dark ritual...Okay she might exaggerating but then again she wasn't exactly aware that there existed human like wolf people or those blue skinned creatures with large tusk coming out of their mouths!
The woman kneel down in front of Louise while the demon dog sat next to its master, panting like a dog.
"The wound" Louise was taken aback by the women tone of voice, it was soft and almost spoke in whisper.
"wh-whu?"
"The wound. I need to see your wound." the lady stated. Louise then remembered that she was after all blasted from behind and the wound began to sting terribly, tearing up she shifted to the side, allowing the wolf lady to look at her back.
The busty mage pushed her long pink hair away to inspect her wound, Louise didn't say anything, she was too tired and full in pain to say anything. She hope the wolf lady have anything that would ease the pain.
Luckily for her she did "Lie still, i'll apply a salve that will ease your pain. But be warn it WILL hurt...a lot." Louise nodded and prepared herself for the incoming pain once the healing salve is applied.
True to the Women word louise felt a burning pain to her back as the lady applied the salve, carefully rubbing the wound in order to not irritate it further.
Louise gritted her teeth while tears leaked down to her cheeks, she repeated the rule of steel in her head several times in order to ingore the pain but by the founder it was almost too much! Suddenly the women stops and carefully lifted Louise in sitting position.
"I need you to take your shirt off" Louise face suddenly went red "Wh-Wh-What?!" she exclaimed as she whipped her head around and looked directly to the wolf lady's face, the busty mage kept giving her the emotionless expression on her face as she repeats "I need you to take your shirt off. I need to apply bandages in order to seal the burn wound from being infected until i can get you to a doctor, plus your shirt sustain enough damage from behind that you'll need a new one. Your cape on the other hand is simply ruined."
"O-Oh" Louise stammered, she did as the mage said and took off what remains of her cape and her shirt. Louise see that the cape really is ruined as it is now nothing more than burnt rags, her shirt has this massive hole from behind.
She's going to need some new clothes.
"Good. Now lift your arms up so that i can bandage you." Louise did as she said. The lady was gentle when she applied the bandages around Louise torso, for some reason Louise could feel the wound behind her back was going away, not entirly but it has lessen to some degree that she can ignore it.
Once the Wolf girl was done Louise tried to stand up but cried out in pain as she grabbed her left thigh.
immediately the mage grabbed Louise arms and pushed them away, carefully placed her hands on Louise thigh and gently pressed it and feel around it, Louise bit her lips in pain, she feared that she might have broken her leg when she fell.
The black haired wolf lady stopped what she was doing and looked at Louise with that stoic expression and said "You might have fractured your bone, you're no way in any condition to walk with the way you are now." She stood up and looked at her familiar.
"Sorry Czz'ax, looks like you need to wait another day for Basilisk stake." the creature whined in disappointment but nods.
With a flick of her hand a dark green portal opens up and her familiar disappeared. Louise stared at where the lady's familiar used to be, wondered if there is a possibility that she could learn how to do that.
After all this woman can somehow use magic with no need of wands or chanting. Maybe there is a chance for her to learn wandless magic!
"We'll take flight to Booty bay and seek after a doctor, unfortunately i'm not a priest Which i'm thankful for or otherwise this minor wounds would be a cakewalk to heal" before Louise could question on how exactly a priest could undo her wounds, the Busty wolf mage took out a crystal and tossed it up in the air and sudenly cloud of explosion erupted from it.
once the dust settled Louise eye widen in shock at the large creature in front of her.
It was a huge hawk covered in golden flames and donned in armor! the fire bird let out a screech as it flew low to the ground, allowing it's owner to mount up.
Louise continue to stare at the Flaming giant Hawk while not noticing the mage walked up to her and gently lifted her up which broke Louise trance "H-huh? wh-what are you doing?" the wolf lady gave her a dry look "...we're flying and i'm making sure you don't hurt yourself kid."
Louise fummed at being called a kid but she remembered that her small frame does make her look like a child. So with a sigh she carefully mounted the huge fire hawk with the aid of the wolf lady, she did wonder should she take her ruined shirt with her but decided against it, she can just get another one in this 'booty bay' plus the bandages do cover most of her torso that covers the important parts...Which she doesn't have much, great she made herself depressed again. Once she was seated the mage hopped on her mount and the duo was taken off the ground and up in the sky.
Louise let out a yelp at the sudden flight off the ground, she cluthes the saddle in fear of falling off the bird. It doesn't help either that the wolf lady sat behind her, why? simple, louise tried to lean her head back but then felt the back of her head press against the woman's large bust. Thus it was sort of awkward sitting the way she does, but she noticed something else.
Over the vast jungle, she could see the true beauty of the land around her. Louise was, in other word blown off how breathtaking the view was.
Despite this strange alien lands she found herself, it has a sense of beauty she honestly couldn't describe. She then remembered something, she never got the name of her savior! what kind of noble who don't ask the name of the person who saves their life?
Louise look back and timidly ask "E-Excuse me, i forgot to ask but wh-what's your name?" the wolf lady looked down, seemingly stare at her as if wondering if she should answer or not.
"Alice." she finally answers "Alice Darkthorn. What's your name kid?"
"It's Louise...Louise de La Valliére"
"...The hell kind of name is Valliére? sounds like something you name a fruit juice."
"WHA-How dare you! I should have you know that the Valliére are-" Alice just shook her head and sighed as the young pink haired loli began ranting, welp so much for gathering ingredience for her potions and instead saving a spoiled noble brat who for SOME reason happens to be in Stranlethorn Vale...at least the stress relief killing those hostile trolls worked out somewhat.
With that the duo flew toward Booty bay, not knowing the crazy adventure Louise and Alice will come across in their Journey in Azeroth.
Hey everyone this is Ultrazeta120 and i'm here with a story of Warcraft crossover of Familiar of Zero!
yeah this is something kind of like a test project and see where this is going because i've been having this idea inside my tiny brain for several weeks now and it simply won't go away. It got worse when Blizzard released Battle of Azeroth giving me even MORE IDEAS what to do with this little fanfic story.
anyway before you all asking what sort of Warlock Alice is, she's a Destruction Warlock and would sometimes jump to Affliction talent when situation calls for it. Demonology is something she won't even touch with a twelve foot long pole as she won't risk f*cking her body up with even more demonic energy and accidently call upon powerful demons that she can't control.
She already has to deal with the fact she can't undo the Hybrid form after a failed attempt mixing with Fel magic and Krennans potions in order to break the Worgen curse...Well you can see how that turned out.
Anyway, with that said and done I can actually go back focus on maybe FINISH TOUHOU DESTINY WITHOUT LOSING MY GODDAMN MIND!
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You need to construct additional Pylons!