Maiev looked at the horizon, the red skies were filled with the clouds as breeze of the wind ran through her, the cloak of her armor were dancing along the air as she looked up in the skies with tears in her eyes. The child in her arms squirmed trying to find her mothers breast for her to feed on, yet she was denied so, and the child cried in her arms. Just a week old, and already she was unwanted by her own parent. Maiev looked down on her, looking at her small eyes, both imprinting the silver and amber orbs of her mother and father. She was ready for what pain she would felt after this as she neared her to the edge cliff, she closed her teary eyes as she prepared.
"This is for everyone." Maiev thought for herself, but the cries of the child kept her hands from letting her go. She thought that, bringing an end to his life would leave her be at peace, but not when his essence was still alive and well, and it was in her arms. Just letting her go would end it all, no one would notice for her for what she did, no one would know her crimes. But her aching heart had stopped her when she was about to let go, but her mind also was talking riddles with her, confusing her at every moment possible. "This is for everyone, he should not be spared from this world." Maiev said softly as she looked at the bottom of the cliff, a thousand feet below for this child to go and the world would be free from his tyranny. Or that what she thought, and that this child would bear the sins of her father and be the one accounted for. A delusion that she thought it was true.
This child, a product of ten thousand years of hate from one another would pay the ultimate price, a monster that looked like an innocent squirming babe in the arms of her mother. Maiev looked down once more as her eyes came face to face with hers. Like her mother she had dark blue hair, bearing both the traits of her parents in her eyes. Amber on the left, Silver on the right. Everyone would notice when she would turn back home that it was The Betrayer's offspring she had bear. And she would be shunned from her own people, from the whole world. And she was prepared to do something that even Illidan himself wouldn't do for the sake of the world and for herself.
She takes a step forward and brought the child on the edge of the cliff, squirming as the child cried for its mother, her arms were flailing, looking for the soft familiar skin of hers. Maiev's eyes were brought to tears as she looked at her in the eyes. "I'm sorry." She softly whimpered as she prepared for her arms to let her go. The Warden was prepared to express regret after, and to be haunted by this moment on for the rest of her life.
10 months ago
Maiev looked through the bars as the night covered her prison, her eyes were narrowed down as her lips were curled on to a frown. Her skin was glistening as the moonlight reflected on her, the night was quiet as the guards stood like a statue. She never bothered to escape, if once more that Illidan would just be here there is no reason to escape. She will wait, if it requires as long as there is an opportunity she would take it.
She just sat down on the mat of her bed, observing the areas through the bars. She wore nothing but the garments she had under her to cover her dignity as she would not put herself to wear the piece of rag they offered her as a shirt to cover herself. She would just rather wear nothing but garments than to look like a beggar on the streets.
The sound of an open door caught her attention, it followed a deep voice she always knew in the past ten thousand years. The guards that were guarding her bars nodded and left as they were ordered. Maiev narrowed her brows even more as Illidan carried a chair and sat on the opposite side of the bars just a few feet away from her. Maiev just grunted as Illidan tried to make her look like a caged animal. But She didn't squirm, lash out, or move even when he saw her, she just sat their with him, looking at him with her silver orbs.
The stench of ale filled her nostrils. She covered her nose in disgust as she looked at him with a curve that formed a smile on her lips. "So the great Illidan is reduced to nothing more than a drunkard." She mocked, looking like as if victory was on her expressions. Illidan responded only with a low growl, his eyes were seemingly heavy, but he just sat there again once more, still like a statue as he looked at her. His expressions looked like he was looking at her with interest, a curling smile was seen through the moonlight by Maiev, and it worried her for a moment, but she didn't concede. "You have come here to mock me Illidan? Do I look like an animal in a cage to you?" She yelled, but he responded with silence.
Illidan suddenly stood up and approached her bars. It alarmed Maiev as he unlocked the bars with the key the guards gave. He entered and just suddenly approached her. Maiev stood up also and faced him, but was was met with a punishing slap. Her head snapped to her right as her expression contorted to anger. "How dare you!" She roared at him and tried to deliver a blow herself, but Illidan caught her arm and used what ever magic he had to burn the skin of wrist. Maiev yelled in pain as the magic worked through her, his other arm caught her free hand also and did the same, causing her to yell even louder as her smooth pale purple skin was burned to a crisp.
Then he let go as he leaned at her face to kiss her. Her eyes were wide in shock as his lips touched hers. She tried to squirm away from his grip but was met with more punishing slap to her face. Maiev with all her reputations as a Warden with a fierce attitude was reduced to nothing more than a rag doll that were repeatedly slapped from left to right as Illidan forced himself on her. She could feel the fabrics that covered her dignity were being pulled till it was torn from her. Powerless, she could only squirm like a worm against a bird as Illidan have his way to her, his hands were groping her bodice, an action that no one as ever done to her.
Maiev closed her eyes as she prepared for the worst. The burns around her wrist were stinging her mind in pain while his actions were humiliating her, degrading her to nothing more than a whore for his own pleasure, and she could do nothing with it. Her expression was in pure and utter humiliation as Illidan pulled the last of her undergarments, exposing her bare to the air and to his eyes. She tried to look at him with narrowed and angry eyes, but every time she do so she could see the lust of Illidan's eyes looking down on her.
"Ungh!" She tried to muffle her scream with her hands as she felt him pierce her. Her eyes swelled up to tears as Illidan took what no one has taken away from her. Maiev could only whimper in pain as he grind his hips against her, forcing her to experience this forced pleasure that she didn't want. "Please, please, please help me Goddess so that I may endure this." She prayed in whisper as she closed her eyes. For the first time in her life she could felt so weak as her body squirmed under him, powerless on what was happening. There was nothing more to this between them than fueling their own hatred for each other.
This continued on for what she could feel like an eternity spent in forced pleasure. Her body was now weak through the ordeal, and by the time Illidan finished himself inside her, Maiev was reduced to nothing more than a whore for him to have his way. Illidan pulled himself away from her and just smiled in satisfaction, not by relieving himself in his lust, but seeing the picture of Maiev curling as his essence were dripping from the lips of her nether. He turned his back at her and walked away and called the guards to lock the gate for him.
Maiev curled on the bed, and just tried to cry herself to sleep in an effort to forget everything that happened. But she will remember.
9 months later
Maiev rested her back inside a cave that was covered with leaves for her to rest on. She isolated herself when she realized his essence formed inside her all those months ago, causing her to scream and curse at Illidan. Even with his death he still managed to win against her.
Her eyes were in tears as she waited for the child to come out. Her round belly bear his essence, that is for sure as her water broke. When the first signal for her to push the child out, she squirmed and pushed herself to her limit. Sweat was covering her skin as her energy was drained from her in an effort for the child to be released to the world. That was what she feared the most, the essence of The Betrayer still lingered in Azeroth.
"Arrgh!" She screamed loudly as she pushed once more. This wasn't the moment pictured in her thoughts when a mother would gave birth to a child. No one was beside her, no one was holding her hand, no one was telling her to push and push, and especially no one was here to see her. She was all alone, isolated from her own home. But she made up for it. She resisted the pains of child birth as she pushed. The pain grips her mind as she struggled to breathe. Her body was about to collapse if she push once again, but the first cry of the child reached on her ears.
Her eyes widened as she saw her her squirmed between her legs. Maiev tried to sat up and reached for the child. Even with her rounded belly and her exhausted body she managed to reach the child to be in her arms. She cut the cords with her own knife gently and dropped the blade to her side. Maiev looked at the new life, it was a girl, crying as she tried to reach for the breast of her mother to feed on. When she first opened her eyes, Maiev was moved in fear. Her eyes imprinted them both, Amber on the left, and Silver orbs on her right. There was no mistaking it, coupled with the dark blue flowing hair that was clearly hers.
Maiev fought herself to just try and rid the world from the child, an essence of Illidan the Betrayer, his child. But the other side her mind stopped her. Even if she was exhausted Maiev could do it, just a simple twist in the neck and the child would breathe no more. This product of ten thousand years of hate would be rid of and no one would know. But when she looked at the babe, tears were beginning to stream out from her eyes even more.
She tried to resist any sort of affection she would have at the child as the realization that she has become a mother to a child from the man she hated with passion. "No I'm not a mother." She told herself, in denial to everything. To her, she is not a mother but just a chamber for Illidan's child to live on for nine months and be born. She is no mother, she tried to convince herself that. Small lips began to suckle on her breast, she looked down and to see the child feed on her. Is this not an affection of a mother? Is this not a perfect image of a mother with its child?
But Maiev shook her head once more, denying everything in her heart and mind. "I am no mother." She told herself once again.
Maiev was blasted with those memories as she held the child, crying as Maiev tried to let her go and just let her plummet down below for the world to be freed on from Illidan. But her arms tried to hold on her like as if it was against her will. Small torrents of tears was on Maiev's eyes once more as she tried to deny everything that would involve her loving the child in her arms. There was no reason for her to care for the child, and had every reason for her to rid of. But what would Elune think of her if she does that?
That's what she has been trying to convince herself in those past days.
When the cries stop from babe, Maiev looks at her and it just broke her heart as the babe fell asleep, looking like as if it accepted her faith to be killed. And with this, Maiev had every reason to pull her closer to her, stepping back from the edge of the cliff and resting her back on a rock as she sat down. She had broken herself to a full cry as she kissed the small forehead of her child.
"This is my child." She mumbled as she looked at her. Pale purple skin, dark blue hair, silver orb on her right eye. Who's to say that she is just from Illidan? Who's to say she is not her mother. She had her traits, she had her eyes, she had her hair, she had her skin, nothing short could convince her that she is not hers, and to think that she had ever thought of ridding her from the world disgusted Maiev. Everything that she told herself in those past days was nothing more than a delusion, in denial of everything that had transpired. There is nothing more to this but knowing that the child in her arms is hers.
"I love you, and I will care for you because I am your mother." Maiev told her as she pulled her closer.