OK! So this is just a story I started to write! I been playing WoW for about 6ish years now. And I love the Dragon Aspects! Soooo I wanted to give it a shot! :) now NONE of this is part of the real plot of world of warcraft! So don't point out the obvious! XD I know I know and I know most of this is inaccurate! I do not need to be reminded!
Also I refer to Deathwing as Neltharion a lot! so if you get confused they are the SAME person! :D
Hope you enjoy! I'll try to keep it going if you guys enjoy it :)
Arwin walked through the castle to the king's court. Varian was leaning over a map with little flags pinned to it. A dwarf and a Night Elf stood beside him both pointing at the map and mumbling something under their breath. Sighing she walked to Talos, a tall, older Draenei. He smiled warmly at her as she sat down, and leaned towards her.
"How goes your training, young priestess?" He asked. His thick Draenish accent washing over her.
Arwin grinned and looked up at him. "I still haven't mastered the shadow form. But I learned a new healing technique." She whispered excitedly.
He smiled and patted her head. "Very good little priestess. You will make a great healer."
"Arwin." Varian's voices sliced the air. She turned to the king and blinked nervously. He was tall, his scars across his face faded in the light but still very noticeable. He was wearing giant puldrons with eagles on them. Gulping down her sudden panic. She stood.
"Father, there has been no word from Anduin. Please let me go find him!" She pleaded.
"No, that is out of the question. You can't even hold your own in a battle." He turned. "Go back to your room or the temple."
Arwin clenched her fists. "It's not fair...You let Anduin go to pandaria and he doesn't even know his way around Elwynn!"
"That's enough." He growled. She could feel the guard's eyes on her as well as Talos and the two war leaders. Clenching her fists in anger she turned and stormed out of the war room and sat out in the garden. She growled and kicked at the ground in annoyance.
"It's just not fair." She seethed.
"Life is not always fair." A vicious voice hissed around her.
She jumped up. "Who...who was that?"
The ground around her turned to molten and fire licked up the walls. She watched as the flowers were engulfed in flames and the building around her crumbled and collapsed. Panic raced through her, but as well as confusion and curiosity. She took a few steps towards the building entrance that was crumbling and looked inside. It was very dark. She looked around outside one last time. The sky was blood red, dark and looked as if fire was raining down.
"Where are you?" Arwin whispered.
"In the darkest spot of the world. Where no mortal can ever go."
She turned and walked into the castle. Where no mortal can ever go? She frowned and walked in squinting in the darkness. Holding her hand up, she used her healing light to light up the passage.
"Then how are you doing this? Can others see this?" She asked. She stopped at the throne. It was molten red and twisted. She turned and headed towards a stairway.
"Only ones who are chosen."
She stopped. "Chosen..." She stood still for a few moments looking around. "Why am I chosen?" She asked moving down.
The voice was silent. There was a growling voice and screaming all around her. She turned and raced down the stairs panic overwhelming her. She stumbled and almost fell losing her concentration on her spell and darkness washed over her. She sucked in a breath and shut her eyes.
One. Stillness washed over her.
Two. Opening her eyes she gasped and pushed herself back. A tiny gnome stood in front of her. She was adorable. Pink braids curled up in little buns.
"Hello there Arwin!" She squeaked.
"Hi..."
"Now now, I can't have you wakening the destroyer of worlds! Stay in your own dimension. Ok?" Her cute voice filled the room and she smiled sweetly.
Frowning Arwin pushed herself forwards. "The destroyer of worlds?" She whispered. "You can't mean him...Death...Wing. Can you?"
The little gnome smiled sadly. "Yes I do mean him...It took all the aspects of the world to contain him."
"I thought he was dead!"
The gnome shook her head sadly. "Unfortunately, one cannot kill an aspect. Even if he represents death." She ginned. "So please, do not awaken him!" and with that she poofed out of the building.
The walls around her changed and warped and she was standing in the hallways to the lower quarters of the castle. Blinking she turned and frowned walking towards the stairs. Slowly walking up the stone steps. She stopped and headed towards the grand library. A new focus in her mind. She wanted to find out more about Deathwing. She remembered only a little about him and his demise.
She pushed through the doors and went to a few candles using her magic to light them.
"Flame magic?" A deep Draenei voice filled her ears.
Gasping she turned and saw Talos standing in the door frame. "Talos! You frightened me!" She turned back lighting a few more candles as she touched them.
"I never seen a Priestess use fire magic before." He headed over to her and gently took her hand. "Please show me how you did that." He asked.
Arwin nervously looked up at him and bit her lip, taking a breath she let the light flow up her arm and filled her palm.
"Arwin, this is amazing!" Talos breathed, he gently touched it and he frowned. "But it does not hurt." He looked up. "Only skilled priestess and priests are capable of controlling cauterize."
"Cauterize?"
"It's where you burn the deep heals closed, and heal the deeper tissue. It helps battle wounds." He looked back down.
"I-I learned it by accident when I was helping guards over in Red Ridge." She said pulling her hand back gently. Smiling.
Talos smiled. "Now, what are you doing gracing the library with your presence?"
Arwin turned ringing her hands together and taking a breath. "I wanted to know more about Deathwing, I never really knew what happened as I was kept in Moonglade for the most part of the fighting and the war in Northrend. I didn't even know about the damages to Stormwind until I returned." She turned back to Talos, leaning on one of the tables.
Talos's face was stern. Arwin stood up. "What do you wish to know about HIM?"
Arwin frowned. "What..." Her brows furrowed. "To be honest I am not entirely sure what I want to know..."
"He was a vicious insane murderer." Talos whispered. "He just wanted to burn the world and shape it to his image..." He led her over to a book shelf and reached to the top. She watched amazed. He was so tall. He handed her a book and turned. "Why sudden interest in the World breaker?" He asked as he flipped through pages and handed her the book.
"Well a little gnome poofed in front of me and told me not to awaken him." Talos grabbed her and threw her against the book case.
"WHAT?!" Talos snarled. His face contorted in anger. A few books fell down and clattered to the ground.
Arwin gasped and struggled looking towards the door. Talos threw his arm towards it slamming the doors shut. "What did you do Arwin?!" He snarled.
"Talos! You are hurting me!" Arwin gasped, looking away and closing her eyes. She wanted to disappear, to vanish.
"Arwin...tell me what you have seen..." He hissed at her, quietly.
Arwin looked at him. "The garden...turned into fire...and then I heard a voice..."
What did he say?" Talos asked backing up and eyeing her.
Arwin frowned and tried to remember. "Life isn't fair." She whispered looking down. "He said I was chosen..."
Talos jerked his head back towards her. "He specifically said you were chosen?"
"He said only the chosen ones could hear him. Talos, I'm not even sure it was him!" Arwin said turning and pacing along the wall. Suddenly filled with worry.
Talos watched her. She was short, only reaching five foot two. She was curvy, wide hips and thicker through the legs. She always wore a long white dress with a corset laced top and puldrons that glowed. Around her neck was a silver choker with an orange glowing shard. Her long brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail with a few stray pieces falling around her face. She turned and her blue eyes looked at him. Worry in them.
He smiled trying to reassure her and looked down at the book flipping it open and scanned the pages.
"Neltharion, Deathwing, is one of the aspects. He's older then time-"
"I already know that Talos." She sighed sitting down heavily in a large chair.
He closed the book. "Arwin, he went insane. The Dragon Soul was his downfall...The only thing he wanted."
Arwin sighed. "Maybe I just need sleep..." She looked towards Talos. "Please, don't tell my father." She whispered.
Talos straightened. "Arwin, you are a close friend of mine. If you experience this again, come to me." He patted her head and she smiled.
"Thank you Talos." She said and turned heading towards her room. She slowly walked up the stairs and stared across Stormwind looking at the sunset. The boat has just come from Northrend and they were loading it with freight. She leaned against the window ledge and sighed. How she wished she could go explore. But her father wouldn't let her. Her smile faded away and she looked down at her hands.
'You could always run away...' His voice again.
Scowling she looked up at the boat. "Not that simple..." Turning she saw a Worgan druid and a human Warrior coming towards her.
"Hey Arwin!"
She jumped up and raced towards them launching herself into the Worgan arms. "Khaos!" She turned to the warrior and grinned. "Hi Suro." The warrior smiled back and set down his Axe against the wall. He turned and pulled her into a hug.
"How was Pandaria?" Arwin squeaked at her friends.
They both smiled sadly at each other and turned. "How about we go to the tavern and we will tell you all about it." Suro said putting his arm around her shoulder and Khaos grabbed his axe clumsily growling under his breath.
"Why do you wish to wield something so heavy?"
Suro turned. "Oh come now Khaos! You turn into a bear! I am sure you can handle it!"
Khaos gave him a glare dropping the axe and folding his arms. "I am a Restoration Druid of the Alliance, Suro. Not a bear!"
Suro held his hands up. "Whoa whoa whoa! There are Bear druids!"
Khaos snorted. "I am not one of THOSE druids."
Arwin bit her lip to make sure she didn't giggle at the little argument her friends where in.
"How did you get to-"
"I was healing your sorry ass all through Pandaria! So don't you dare Suro!" Khaos growled.
"Guys guys!" Arwin said putting herself between the two. They both watched her.
"Can we go to the tavern? Before you two rip each other apart and I have to heal you!" She crossed her arms. "And preferably before my father knows I left the castle." She mumbled.
Khaos kicked the axe across the floor to Suro who easily picked it up and swung it over his shoulder.
"Thank you!" She whispered grabbing their hands and turning pulling them along behind her.
'Where are you going?' That deep voice hit her like a brick.
She stopped and looked up at Suro and Khaos. "Did you hear that?" She whispered. Looking at them in horror.
Khaos frowned. "Hear what?"
Suro looked around confused and glanced at her in confusion. "Arwin?"
Arwin shook her head. "It was nothing..." She whispered.
'Do no ignore me!' His voice slithered up her spine.
'Stop it!' she growled in her mind.
Silence. She breathed a sigh and continued pulling her two friends along.
The End of chapter one! :D if you like please review! And i'll post more :)
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