DISCLAIMER: Warcraft and DOTA are under the license of Blizzard Entertainment. I just tend to borrow them for this fic…hmmm…I wish Illidan was mine though…hahaha…
Chapter I: Lina Inverse the Slayer
The moon was full; its bright light shined down the forests that surrounded the perimeter of Darnassus on purpose known to the priestess, the felon and the scouts pursuing the dreaded traitor. Illidan Stormrage sped past through every tree and bush with great speed, creating a large gap between him and the pursuers.
He tried dodged all moon beams created by Luna Moonfang's Eclipse, though it was inevitable, but still, managed to lost them. He glanced behind to sense if someone is still following him. Even with his eyes closed, his other senses were sharper and can detect a living organism. Sensing that no one's coming, he decided to rest. He sat down under a big tree and started to self-heal as his thoughts were preoccupied by images of his beloved, Tyrande Whisperwind, Priestess of the Moon.
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"My lady, we apologize but it seems that we have lost his tracks", Luna Moonfang reported on her knees together with her troops.
"Arise, sisters. We know that the forest is tricky but we're in pursuit of a trickier being", Tyrande explained, watching the forest in a distance. 'I know he's still in there. He did took some damage from Luna's Eclipse', she thought. "Luna,"
"Yes, Priestess?" the moon rider immediately stepped up in front.
"Get my bow and arrows ready. Fetch up Ash'alah. The two of us will search the forest for the traitor", she commanded.
"But My lady, you must not go into the forest. It's much too dangerous, even now that we are dealing with Illidan Stormrage. You must stay here for your safety. Let me hunt him", with both worry and determination, Luna tried to restrain their leader from springing into action.
"I know he is a formidable opponent. But I knew him since my youth days; I might be able to detect him faster. And with our powers combined, we may be able to take him down. If not, wound him seriously."
"Still…"
"I insist. Being the leader of the Sisters of Elune, I can't just sit around whilst a foe threatened to hurt my fellow sisters", Tyrande smiled and patted Luna.
"I…understand. I'll prepare for your things then, my lady", with that, Luna retreated. Soon she returned with Tyrande's war companion and things.
"May Elune light our path", she chanted before setting forth into the depths of the woods.
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The night passed by with its cool breezes wandered around the forest. The Demon Hunter has his seriously-wounded body half-healed with the help of Kil'jaeden's orb. Listening to the surroundings, he heard some uneven rustling of the leaves. Still in a not-so-well condition, Illidan slowly picked up his dual blades as he waits for the foe to attack. There was silence. He was absorbing the noise, waiting for a wrong tone to play for him to search the enemy.
A sharp wind came, one that is far to be an ordinary. He immediately slashed something on his right side and heard it clatter down the ground. Before he can tell what it was, a bunch of arrows flew towards his direction, which was easily dodged. Illidan, then, started to run again and felt that they weren't the same elves that were following him just a while ago. They were of two kinds: an undead ranger and a blood elf sorceress. Then suddenly, the blood elf's aura disappeared and the arrows went into a halt. He noticed that the ranger was standing few yards away from him. Hiding at the back of the tree, Illidan prepared himself for a possible surprise attack.
And in a blink of an eye, the surrounding was engulfed by a large fire. He had a minor hit and tried to escape before things could get worse. But to his dismay, he was rooted down to his spot; he was stunned. The sorceress then emerged out from the dark and was about to make the final blow. Illidan, with his freedom on the line, has no options left but to use the spell Sunder. Focusing a green ball of energy on his hand, he threw one of his blades towards the figure. The sorceress did dodge it but was caught off guard. Then, the ball of energy was found flying to the enemy, taking a direct hit.
Next thing happened; he found his self standing, watching the blood elf cry in pain as she suffers the pains of the life-swapping spell.
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Tyrande and Luna stopped on their tracks as they felt the ground shaking, followed by a blaze forming in the middle of the forest. The moon rider sensed that aside from the traitor, two other beings were inside, in which one aura felt familiar to her. She immediately turned to her left side and rode off.
"Hey, Luna! Where are you going?" questioned Tyrande.
"The blast came this way. There may be other creatures that are after Illidan. We might able to locate him if we follow their battle trail", Luna explained, doubtful about her thoughts as the priestess just followed her fellow sister.
The two warriors rode fast, as if the frost saber and the Black Panther were having a competition. The next thing they heard was a high-pitched cry of pain. This concluded the thoughts of Luna. "It is really her. No doubt about it."
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The blood elf was kneeling in front of Illidan, catching her breath from the direct hit of the Sunder as the latter just looked down at her wounded figure. He walked pass the creature to pick up his twin blades of Azzinoth, thrusting it into the ground and started to talk to the poor elf.
"Blood elf…" Illidan lowered down and stared at her. "Why are you tracking me down?"
Silence was her reply, looking intently at the Demon Hunter.
"Hm, a silent type, I see. Well then…" he cupped her face with his big hand. "It won't matter anyway. I'm afraid you won't see the light of another day." He stood up and was about to steal her soul. But suddenly, he can't make the spell. 'Silence spell, I think.' He looks around to look for the blood elf's companion. Then, a frost arrow burrowed through his either sides of shoulders.
"Sylvannas Windrunner", he muttered under his breath, sensing a presence few yards before him as a pair of red eyes glowed in the dark.
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"Tyrande, we would be able to find Illidan faster if we split up", suggested Luna.
"You're right. I'll look over here. Try to search on the other side", commanded the Priestess of the Moon and took the route straight ahead. The Moon Rider took an abrupt turn on her right. She took something inside her bag and brought it on the panther's nose. It was a piece of red cloth.
"Remember it scent, child. Now, lead me to her. Faster!" she commanded as the panther sprinted faster.
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Illidan was having a hard time dodging the incoming arrows because of the two frost arrows that hit him a while ago. Again, Sylvannas stopped firing at Illidan and before fleeing, shot three arrows at him, then vanished. This left Illidan in a confused state. Not before long, he heard galloping sounds coming towards his place. Surprised, he wondered if it was Tyrande or the moon rider's tracks. The sounds became louder and louder with every second pass. Left with no choice, again, he must escape before someone catches him. He glanced at the blood elf and sensed that it was unconscious. Picking up his dual swords, he dashed up in the air, spread his wings and began his aerial exodus.
Minutes after, Luna arrived at the place where the traitor was standing a while ago. She noticed that the place was in total ruckus and a lot of broken arrows laid everywhere. Climbing down the panther, Luna investigated what kind of battle took place; including the possible creatures can do such damage on the quiet forest. It was a high chance that it could be a night or high elven rangers, maybe a group of half to a dozen of them, fighting against the Demon Hunter.
The night elf stepped on something hard, a base of an arrow, two of it. She bent down to examine it. It wasn't a normal one. Then, it struck her.
"Only Windrunners possesses this kind of arrow", Luna whispered and fumbled the object inside the bag. The Black Panther growled to catch her master's attention.
"What did you found out, child?" she walked over its place and saw the blood elf she was looking for.
"Lina!"
She went over the knocked out body of the elf named Lina and was taken aback of the latter's wounded figure: blood coming out from her forehead, tattered crimson-colored dress with her cleavage showing, bruises and cuts, stitches and burns occupied its slim figure. Luna then carried her over the cat and led them towards a river to tend her wounds.
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Tyrande arrived in a battle-torn place; arrows dug deep on every tree, the ground was still hot maybe because of some spells. This sight just worsened her grudge towards her brother-in-law. Upon scanning the area, she stepped on something like a pin. When she picked it up, it was a blood elves' insignia. She, then, let Ash'alah sniff it and immediately boarded its back.
"Follow its scent, Ash'alah. We might find him." she instructed and the frost saber dashed with great speed.
