My first fanfic ever so please be gentle, I originally was planning to make this into a one shot but I got too many ideas running through my head that I could just use for this story.
Synopsis: In his dying moments, Illidan Stormrage had prayed for a new beginning, will ths fresh start be his chance to finally be who he was meant to be, Or She was to be,
Author Note: 1st chapter is set during the BT raid encounter, The second chapter onward will be set in the early stages of WOTLK lore-wise, all constructive criticism allowed, no hate comments please, if you don't like what you see then you know what to do, Read and review please, reviews means more
Disclamer: I don't own Warcraft, or any of the characters mentioned in this story. IF I DID, Then this would have happened!
Hope you enjoy
The New Beginning
Chapter 1 – Prayers Answered?
Atop the summit of the Black Temple, Illidan Stormrage, The Self proclaimed Ruler and Lord of Outland sets his eyes onto the Skull of Gul'Dan, finally coming to terms with all that he has done since he consumed the demonic power, and the least he was feeling Right now is satisfaction with what he has achieved, all he feels is the lingering sorrow, guilt, regret and doubt that clouds his mind.
"Is this truly what it has come down to? I always though I would die back on Azeroth, slain by my brother to pay for my crimes and to atone to my sin", he shook his head clear of any thoughts as he distinctively heard the sound of combat.
"So they made it past Shatraz" Illidan mumbled as he heard the approaching steps below as the raiders from both the Horde and Alliance confront the Illidari Council, his mind drifted further off as he stares into where the eyes would be in the skull, he pictures the piercing eyes of the warlock staring right into his twisted soul, he ceased all though at he clenched his fist around the skull.
"My actions may have led me to eventually waste away but I shall now allow this dead orc's pestering presence to taunt me any longer" he hissed in a low tone faint footsteps were ascending the stairs towards the summit of the temple,
"so this is where it ends, Will the only memories that may roam through my twisted mind is that of peaceful times, With Brother and Tyrande. Oh how i wish i had done things different all those millenia ago." The half demon night elf lamented, a small shadow of a smile forming on the once permanently scowl twisted face
Battle cries and howls of victory were erupting directly underneath the Demon hunter, Prompting for Illidan to tilt his fel green eyes downward through the grated platform that he found his perch on, Members of both the Alliance and Horde were working together for this one time, Flanked by Members of the Aldor and Scryers alike, Bolts of Fire, Ice, Shadow, Light, Arcane and every element in between, With the gifted sight, A various arrays of colour danced across the Half Demon elf's vision from underneath as the Illidari council tried in vain to halt the seeming never ending advance of the Combined forces, But after a short while, Which was in realism five or so minutes of brutally fighting the combined forces defeated the Ilidari council.
Each member groaned out their last sentence
"Destiny... Awaits..." Lady Malande, soothed out with a wisp of air as her body collapsed onto the stairs, blood pooling around from various cuts to her abdomen
"Lord Illidan... I..." Gathios The Shatterer, The main bruiser of the bunch stuck his hand up as he laid on the central platform, as if trying to reach for Illidan himself for his salvation
"Diel Fin'al" High Netermancer Zerevor groaned out as the shimmering spaulders that he wore diplenished of it's arcane energy
"You got lucky..." The stealthiest of the group, Veras Darkshadow would give one last growl as she thrusted his dagger into an unfortunate Priestess whom wandered a few steps too close to the Blood Elf Rogue, Collapsing to the ground shortly afterwards after a few blades buried right into his abdomen from all sides
Suffering a few casualities and many injuries, The Raid group trudged their way with Akama leading them up the walkway and to the gate.
"Hmph... Pitiful council, sometimes i don't even know why i chose to have them present in the first place... It won't be long now Brother, Tyrande. That revenge will soon come for all of the mayham and sadness that i have caused for you both" The Half demon once again lamented on what could've been, Only a fool's dream at this point.
The powerful enchantment that held the black summit sealed away from the rest of the temple was remaining strong against Akama's magic alone, But with the additional help of Seer Olum and the Deathsworn Okuno. The green efused crystal would shatter and the door slammed open and the rumble of boots stomping up the stairs leading towards the summit, Tilting his attention back towards the skull for a moment as he felt the glaring daggers of each and every man, woman and creature alike, All present to be the harbingers of his death.
As Akama's bulky form separated from the raid group and confronted The Half demon Night elf, Illidan snapped his blinded attention up to the broken draenei and snarled at him
"Akama. Your duplicity is hardly surprising. I should have slaughtered you and your malformed breatheren long ago." The statement was meant as more as a lazy drawl then anything as Akama visibly shook with outrage, His ugly sneer seemed to only intense in anger
"We've come to end your reign, Illidan. My people and all of Outland... Shall be free!" Akama brought his scythe up and banged his chest in an attempt to get the adrenaline to pump throughout his system, The Forces behind him all roared in agreement with Akama's declaration
Showing no outward affliction by the direct threat aimed at him, He instead allowed the Skull of Gul'dan to tumble out of his fingers, Cracking on the dark, Onyx tinted floor and rolling along the steel grates that he was perched on before coming to a stop, Face up. Those empty eyesockets staring clear through every, individual that stood at arms, Ready at any given notice to fight
"Boldly said. But i remain... Unconvinced." The demon Hunter whom was adptly named the Betrayer scoffed back at the Broken Draenei, His fel green eyes, Unwavering in their smoldering pressure as some of the forces, Especially a couple of Paladins, Priests and mages alike had to break down into a nervous sweat.
Akama had heard enough, he would draw both of his scythes out and adopt a battle ready stance "The time has come! The Moment is at Hand!" His cry rang true in which a roar of approval in a boost of Morale across the ranks as they started to charge across the vast clearing towards the Betrayer of the night elven race.
Illidan grinned maliciously, This may be the day that he die, But that doesn't mean he won't take down as many as he can with him to the burning depths of Hell, "You are not Prepared!" The demon hunter bellowed out in rage as he towered over each and every one of those troops, Even the Tauren and Draenei didn't match him in height, Drawing the ever so powerful Warglaives of Azzinoth, Fingers spread across the grip with practised expertise.
As the charging force got closer and closer, The Betrayer unfurled his wings and as they flapped backwards and forwards to create a light gust of wind, Using that as a distraction to cease the first swing, The mighty warglaive connected with a torso of a very overzealous human warrior, He grunted in shock at the wound and was booted aside by the strong hoof capped leg belonging to the half demon, Causing the human to be sent flying like a weightless feather into a group of four ranged attackers, The impact obviously didn't feel like a feather to them and all were sent to the ground like a ton of bricks.
One well deserving attackee had managed to get a shot in on his left ankle before he swatted it away like a fly, having no time to look at it and see who or what had inflicted such a minor scratch to the demon hunter "Who Shall be next. To taste my Blade?!" He exclaimed in a blood-boiling battle cry as he jammed both the tips of his off-hand warglaive into the chests of a Tauren Shaman, And a Draenei Paladin. Both dropping to the floor and becoming another tally in the casualties of war.
Illidan was starting to show signs of boredom, Either his warglaives were able to block all incoming melee strikes, His wings were able to bat away any ranged projectile of any sorts. Or the attacks that had managed to get through, Were minor scrapes and cuts against his corrupted leatheresque like skin, Ten thousand years without any sun can be hell on the skin, So no wonder that it would be hard to create quite a malicious wound on his forearms or legs,
"Come, my minions. Deal with this Traitor as he deserves!" That commanding shout erupted from atop of the spire and any surviving, Illidari, Dragonmaw orc, Naga and demon follower alike all came rushing through the black temple in aid of their Master. Akama twisted around and disengaged out of combat, Turning on his hoof and charging towards the stairs "I will hold off these Parasites, Focus on bringing down the Betrayer!"
Illidan watched as the outline that was Akama grow smaller and smaller before disappearing around the corner to the staircase, He peered down at the gathered contingency and as he mutters out in a dark, almost joyful tone of voice "This is too easy" Flexing his wings and flying up, hovering up in the air for a few moments before he sped in a downward ark, crashing down and at the sight of the impact, The onyx stone suffered minor cracks across the surface, but that was the least of everyones worries that were in the immediate zone of the impact. Blue phosperous flames shot up and out of the ground, Fueled by the Fel green tattoos of Azzinoth across the demon hunters torso, Quite a few of the battallion was wiped out with the intense flame burning them all to a crisp
As Illidan was starting to think that this would just be a walk in the park, Straightening up, He was unaware of a charging Orc warrior, Broad axe lifted high up above his head and planted the sharp edge of that weapon right into the small of the Half demon's back, THat would be enough to send a normal man crashing down onto the ground and in a boneless heap but this, Caused an immense sensation of pain and euphoria to travel across Illidan's rather expressionless face. "Finally some excitement to be had in this battle"
Furling his wings outward again, this time they started to heave up and down before Illidan's massive form started to sore upward into the air, Hovering above the platform and staring down at the raid group with a sneer permanently etched across his face. "I will not be touched by rabble such as you!" He roared out with as much cruel intent laced in his booming voice as he could muster, Soaring across the skies and dodging every ranged projectile hurled at him with little difficult before he stopped dead centre in the middle of the platform.
Throwing both of his warglaives down to either side of the grated centre, The green aura that was radiating across the blades vanished and became two solid Fel flame elementals, Each giant in size and just as intimidating as it's significant other.
"Behold the Flames of Azzinoth!" Was the resonating cry of the Demon hunter from above as each and every individual stared up at Illidan, It made the Half demon grin in an absolutely disgusting manner which installed utter fear and panic in the raid group. "Stare into the eyes of the Betrayer!" Would next be heard uttered from the Half demons lips and a fiery phospherous beam shot right out of his eyes and burnt a group of three of terrified fighters to dust. Anyone that was close to their vicinity were immediately turning on their heels and ran towards the outlying pillars that were off to the sides.
Both Flame elementals took off to each side, Illidan saw this and couldn't help but the sway of the tide tipped into the favor of the attackers, he would continue to fly from side to side of the platform in attempts to get a good aim and throwing a Phospherous infused fireball at any attacker that had grown too contempt behind their cover, It didn't take long for the elementals to be dropped, The elemental's flames flickered back across the ground and drew right back into the warglaives.
"Hmph, These pathetic Demonic weapons are unable to take care of this misband of puny rats?" Illidan grunted as he descended back down, The glaives starting to peel their way out of the stone and come twirling towards the Half demon's hands, chiselled clawed fingers wrapping around the sturdy grips and twirled them around, He started a myriad of whirlwindesque slashes, as if forming a blade storm on the spot, Twirling around and using his wings to even out his direction, to stop himself from Toppling over, Being on the tip of his left hoof and pivoting his right leg up and cross legged over his right knee, As if looking like a blade dancer then anything else for someone's entertainment.
After a short while he had ceased the bladestorm and grunted as he had suffered many cuts, Leaving himself vulnerable as some of the smarter fighters that weren't maliciously cut down by the spinning sword dance were able to slice him up, Red and purple blood alike would leak out of the open wounds, The Half demon Elf stared at his enemies, Whom were looking worse for aware, Glistening in a sheen of sweat and dried up blood, About half of the group remained since the beginning of the encounter,
"I think i might have underestimated some of the insects that have wormed their way into my domain" The Demon hunter thought with a hint of annoyance etched onto his scowling demenor, Wisps of black essence started to drift off the half demon, the fel green tattoos were starting to glow, The familiar signs of the Demon hunter starting to activate Metamorphsis
"Behold the power... OF THE DEMON WITHIN!" was all that he bellowed before the jet black skinned half demon would stand up and send out a shadow like nova out to knock all of the raid group onto their derrieres, Many of them were wide eyed at the sudden surge of demonic power as they were scurrying back to their feet, The melee was keeping their distance whilst the ranged and spell casters were taking pot shots right at the Metamorphisized Demon,
Slamming his hands down into the ground, Shadow like cracks trailed along the ground and erupted out of the stone. Dark pillars were beginning to spiral out of the cracks until they were starting to diminish, His wounds were too great... The shroud of black energy started to fade and the half demon fell to his knees for a few moments, Before he clapped his hands together and every one was shrouded in a shadow like orb, Halting their moves and freezing them in place, as if they were frozen in time itself.
"IS this it, mortals? Is this all the fury you could Muster!?" Illidan spat out, Walking up to one of the frozen attackers which so happened to be a Blood elf Paladin, Running his glaive right through the male's chest, Ending the up and coming Vindicators life before he could even get his career on track, He then ran his blade through an orc Female and an Undead's mangled corpse, He couldn't really tell the gender all that much due to the amount of damage during the battle that it had suffered
"Their fury pales before mine, Illidan. We have some unsettled business between us" A very familiar voice spoke, A sinister tone laced in that otherwise deep, Sultry yet flat pitch. The Demon hunter froze on the spot and pivoted around slowly until he was greeted with the sight of the person whom had haunted his imprisonment for the last ten millenium, Warden Maiev Shadowsong, The face that has never once given him peace, But has always had the utmost hatred towards the half demon,
"Maiev... How is it even possible" Illidan said with the utmost disbelief in his voice, His knuckles were white from clenching themselves around the warglaives so tight that it was amazing that he didn't crush the grip in his giant hands, Maiev would wave her glaive and in an arcane like flash. The shadow like shells fell off each and every attacker, And they all turnt to the weakened Demon hunter.
"Ah. my long hunt is finally over. Today. Justice will be done!" The Warden declared as she whirled her glaive right at the illusive Demon hunter whom had evaded her clutches for the past several years, The glaive aimed right for the Night elf's head but it was blocked at the last second by the Betrayer coming to his senses, That sneer firmly making it's way back onto his face.
"You've Wasted too much time Mortals, NOW you shall Fall!"The demon hunter allowed one last battle cry, making his last stand here and now "Feel the hatred of.. Ten... Thousand Years!" The Demon hunter had his warglaives raised, Ready to deliver the finishing blow to two more of his last straggling attackers before the glaive ran true, Destroying the glaives, They broke in his hands and he gasped... For the first time in the fight he had experienced pure terror shot right up his spine, He would gasp as a cut. Similar to that the way Frostmourne had sliced across his chest.
The betrayer would have fallen to his knees, His upper bodykeeled over and supported only by his shaking upper arms alone, He had to groan as Maiev stepped over him, Smirking in victory after achieving her life long devoted goal, And that was hunting down the Betrayer and bringing him to justice
"It is finished. You are Beaten!" She aimed her glaive right at him, His blood caked along the elongated steel, She swiped her arm back and watched a thin trail of his blood cascade along the ground, The Demon hunter himself. Couldn't help but gasp for breath but, A soft raspy chuckle escaped his throat as he turnt to look up at his killer for the last time
"Well done champions... You have done... Well to bring me down... The spoils... Go to you..." He looked at every champion of each faction, with no hatred bordering in his vision, But respect for how they fought "Bury your dead... Give them... The proper sendoff they deserve" He gasped out before turning to the Warden "And you have won... Maiev. But the huntress... is nothing without the hunt. You... are nothing without me..." were the last words that poured out of the betrayer's mouth before his arms gave out and he collapsed, Face down against the metal grate and the skull. A few inches away, A constant reminder of the power that he had consumed to make him what he is now
The realization dawned upon the warden, her eyes were now more devastated then anything. She had given him a way out of his life, She had lost the war, She was nothing.. "He's right. I feel nothing. I am nothing" She drooled out in a flat monotone voice, turning to the champions of each faction before she turnt on her heel.
"Farewell, Champions" Was Maiev's last sentence before she blinked away, Akama, Caked in the blood of his enemies walked up and placed his hands together
"The Light will fill these dismall halls once again. I swear it." His voice was laced with promise and conviction.
The flickering embers in Illidan's eyes had finally gone out, He silently wished that Akama would be able to follow through with his promise "I will be watching from above Akama.. Fairwell... My friend" Was the Demon hunter's final thoughts before his consciousness drifted onward into the afterlife.
Author's note: And that is the first chapter, Took me a while to even muster up the effort to put this together but FINALLY it has been finished, Anyways i hope you all enjoy this and yes this is basically a detailed telling of the Bt fight, But you know what. I needed to start somewhere with this!