Author's note:
My multi-chapter fanfic story for the Warcraft. All goes to Blizzard. All of them are not mine. My OC's were featured (see the information of the character at the last of the chapter).
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Soul Gem: Chapter 1 – Advancing Waves
"Hold on, sisters! We're on our total defense!" The High Priestess Tyrande Whisperwind commanded the archers near her. The attacking defense of the Burning Legion's creation – undead and given life from death – was attacking the Night Elves near their camp. She was attacking, then healing her sisters, and attack, and heal them, then look for the other companions in the Night Elves – it wasn't easy to be a High Priestess.
She noticed the one of the archers were fainted. She was in panic to go through the fainted archer and pray for Elune to bless her. She was healed but she was out of balance to stand up.
"Stand up, sister! You may take rest if you needed." Tyrande helped her to stand up. "May Elune shine upon you!"
"Thank you, High Priestess." She fixed his arch and go to their main camp.
We could defeat the Legion.. again!
She looked towards the place where the hunger and thirst could be seen in every people. They always aim for defeating the clan then the victory could be seen and known in every companion. The archers and the other companion were aiming their effort for this battle.
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A shield of moonlight was surrounded with Verbamin and Illidan. With Verbamin's spells and Illidan's moonblades that was already stained with blood, they were blessed by Elune as a prayer from the Priestesses. They have encountered the one of the dragons that had been created by the Legion.
"It was pretty hard to defeat this dragon." Illidan exclaimed, looking at the dragon that was staring at him as he was on the lead to fight to it. The dragon has its dark orange scales and a big hands and feet. Its webbed wings are floppy and could wrap a single creature with it when caught. It was pretty big and it's like a half of the height of the World Tree.
"Be careful, it was not really that easy. They were creatures and different from us." Verbamin was looking to the dragon for he was observing it. "There must be a weakest point of every dragon. Is there you could find out if you have a hint, Illidan?"
"There's only one." Dodging the dragon's attack with its claws and fire breath, Illidan was attacking the dragon after dodging them. "Where would be the source of its energy? Once you would shut up the dragon's mouth, they couldn't attack somebody."
"I have an idea." Casting spells, and concentrated on his hands, Verbamin was focusing on the dragon's mouth. "I could wrap his mouth while you're busy attacking with that fella."
"Just what I have thought," Illidan replied, "I'll start attacking first."
While he was doing the dodge-and-attack strategy, Verbamin was casting a spell, focusing to the nature's power. He calls for the roots that he could wrap the dragon's mouth. After he was done, he called again for wrapping the dragon's feet.
The dragon can't able to move.
Illidan was attacking on the dragon's chest, letting the fire to be released and defeat the dragon. When he haven't noticed the dragon's claws hit him, he was pushed until the ground.
"Are you okay, Illidan?" asked Verbamin, while seeing him dropped, still casting a spell to trap the dragon.
While trying to stand up, and fixed his blade, he replied, "I am okay –"
"RUARRRRGHHH…"
The dragon shouted. The fire breath of the dragon was released.
"Move out, Ver!" shouted Illidan, while he was still trying to release fire breath more at the dragon's chest.
"Are you sure it wasn't dangerous –"
"I will be okay, as long as the Night Elves will be safe!" When trying to feel the heat of the fire, he was still determined to defeat the dragon. "If we can't defeat this dragon, this could be a reason that we would be defeated!"
Verbamin followed Illidan's command, and he hide at the tree where the wisps are around of it, while looking at Illidan defeating the dragon. While still making the roots that wrapped the dragon tightened, he was casting more spell.
The dragon loses a grip, and unconscious. His body was exploded.
They finally defeated the dragon.
Still looking for Illidan, Verbamin noticed. He wasn't there after the explosion of the dragon.
He walked in front of the place, and look for him.
"Illidan?" shouted Verbamin.
The smoke that wrapped around Illidan while he was walking slower, holding his other hand that was wounded, was from the blast of the dragon.
"Thank Elune you were safe!" While thinking of something more to say to Illidan, he noticed his unconscious face.
"Illidan?" he asked again. He was out of conclusion for looking at Illidan's face while he was walking through him.
Illidan fainted.
He wasn't thinking about panic. Verbamin wrapped his arms around him while trying to bring him at the camp.
As long as he tried his best to defeat those who disturb Night Elf clan…
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The archers were trying to set the ghouls defeated. Their wave was advancing, the archers find hard to kill them as they were attacking together in a lane.
Tyrande was patient for letting their wave flows. It wasn't easy to defeat the ghouls; they even learn life-stealing when they were attacking. They were healing other warriors, like Jarod Shadowsong and the paladin who were been loyal to the Night Elves, Sagris Wrathhammer, then they were even joining the combat to let the undead scourge lessen their flow.
How this could be ended easily?
"Tyrande?"
A person who called her at her back was she was looking for, every struggle that they have turn the tide in the battle. The voice was very familiar to her that she could felt the warming hug of this person.
She immediately faced the one of the person she loves.
"Mal!" Tyrande hissed, immediately hugged him. "I thought I would not able to see you again!"
"Tyrande.." Malfurion rubbed her head. "I am proud that I am able to see you again."
"Where have you been?"
Malfurion inhaled, and exhaled. "I entered the Emerald Dream with Shan'do. We have heard some of the Legion's plans for defeating us. Not only the Night Elves, but also to the other races."
"What could it be?"
Malfurion closed his eyes and continued, "That's what we don't know. It may be dangerous just like Infernals."
Tyrande sighed. "How we could stop them? By how many days would they push their wave towards us before their decisive plan?"
"I know that it would be the result of turning the tide of our battle, yet we are brave as we have our teamwork. We have our source of spells and extremely used weapons." Malfurion looked at her seriously. "Don't worry, Tyrande. As long as we give our best for this battle, I know we could end this."
"I put my vote for you, Mal." Tyrande couldn't say anything that could inspires Malfurion, but still worried at their situation – it became worse than the last time they have battled the Legion.
Before they could go back to the wave that have been advancing a bit and have their lead, somebody's caught up their attention.
"Priestess Tyrande.." While looking at Malfurion, he was sweating all around after exhaling. "Archdruid Malfurion Stormrage!"
Verbamin was still assisting Illidan to walk while they were going back to the camp.
"Illidan!" Tyrande gasped, as she saw Illidan unconscious.
"What happened to my brother?" Malfurion hissed.
"He was getting caught up to the fire breath of a dragon we currently faced and defeated, and fainted." Verbamin sighed. "I couldn't able to stop him while he was already taking an action, but when Illidan says that as long as the Night Elf clan will be safe, he would be okay."
Looking at his brother's situation, Malfurion immediately lead them to the camp, assisting Illidan with Verbamin.
When they were walking towards Illidan's place, they lay down his body at his bed. Tyrande immediately went to the river outside Illidan's place, and fill the bowl with water.
She immediately went back and put the bowl at the table, wetting and squeezing it. She folded the towel, and immediately put it in Illidan's forehead.
"Tyrande, I'll go and help our archers and druids in the wave. Take care of Illidan as you could rest yourself from exhaustion." Malfurion said, looking at the outside, and saw the disadvantages of the wave.
Tyrande nodded, and Malfurion went outside to advance their wave. She looked at Verbamin, and said, "Verbamin Lightsaber, thank you for bringing Illidan safe here."
"It's nothing, High Priestess." He bowed unknowingly in front of her.
"There's no need to bow, and call me Tyrande for you."
"Okay, Tyrande…"
I'll… defeat... those who want to defeat Night Elves…
They both heard the whispers around them.
…Those that could face us... Those who want to face the truth… will face their endless guilt in their own thoughts.
Verbamin and Tyrande looked each other. It wasn't a communicational one, but it was heard from real voice.
It was Illidan's voice.
"Illidan?" Tyrande was shaking him at his shoulder, but there's no hint that he already woke up.
For those who harm my precious people around me..
"Illidan, answer me!" She continued to shout, but still there's no single hint that he will move.
I…
"Calm down, T-tyrande.."
With her hands at his shoulder, Tyrande felt that Illidan was already moving.
"Illidan?"
"Tyrande…" Illidan felt that his amber eyes were opening wide while everybody couldn't see it. "Where am I? –"
"You harmed yourself, Illidan…" Still worried about his current situation, Tyrande kept reminiscing how he could survive with a dragon full of fire. "Thank Elune you were safe!"
He thought back where he just stopped after they defeated the dragon. "I.."
He moved a bit with his arms, but he noticed it was wounded, but already wrapped with a cloth by Tyrande.
"Aurgh." He exclaimed.
"Don't move too much." She reminded him, holding the towel in his forehead.
"Tyrande.. Thank you." He held her hand at his forehead gently.
He noticed Verbamin beside her. "Ver… I'm glad you're safe, too."
"I will always be just like what have you done, Illidan." Verbamin said. "You're the legendary one."
Illidan stood up, even he was still exhausted. "I was only doing my job."
"It was not just your job, it was already your will to do it." Verbamin smiled at him.
Illidan just nodded.
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Lord Ravencrest called an assembly in front of the Moon Guard. The leaders, sorcerers, and everybody that are willing could attend. It was an urgent since it was related to their battle with Legion.
As they were assembled, Lord Ravencrest already spoke, "I have made this assembly for a cause or it would be a warning for us all."
"What is it, Lord Ravencrest?" Sagris Wrathhammer asked.
"The Legion targets the Night Elves and any races those who lead the group or the race." Lord Ravencrest sighed, "There's a new threat for us all."
The guardian of Lord Ravencrest continued, "Those who would defend by themselves for defeating them will be trapped in a chronosphere, and there would be the most threat of all… They would be trapped in a gem that the Legion already invented before ten thousand years."
Lord Ravencrest continued, "The Soul Gem. It was a dangerous gem that everyone that would be the victim could switch their souls into another soul. As the others of the Legion learned casting spells, they already made this gem before we fought them before."
"We must be fighting together." Malfurion said, "We wouldn't leave others that they could be trapped in this dangerous gem."
"Indeed." Lord Ravencrest nodded.
The Soul Gem... We don't know what will be the full curse of us all when we will be trapped, but still it was dangerous. Separating your own soul and replace new… How this world could suffer more than what I am thinking about now?
Malfurion sighed. There's no way that they could easily done this situation.
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END OF CHAPTER
Chapter 2 – Dark Fury: upcoming
OC's:
Verbamin Lightsaber – a male Night Elf, mage and one of the Thero'shan of the druid Morsrolle (Morsrolle will be featured in the chap. 2). He was once a sorcerer of Lord Ravencrest, but was eliminated due to changes. He knew Illidan more than Malfurion, as Illidan was a sorcerer of Lord Ravencrest before. They met up in an assembly area which Ravencrest always held it. He learned a lot of Illidan's casts, too, as Illidan was teaching him some of his spellcasting skills and now using his ultimate moonblades that he always carry when combat than spellcasting.
Sagris Wrathhammer – a Paladin, once followed the Kul Tiras army, but when he know that the Paladins now were separating, no one of them dare to transfer and to be loyal to the Night Elves, except Sagris. He was the one who were guarding the Moon Guard, and he knew Jarod Shadowsong more than anybody. (He could be the spotlight in the next chapter if I could. :D)
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I was planning to make a prologue, but I made this too long, so I made it as the first chapter. I haven't completed to play Warcraft and read the complete novels of it, so if there's wrong info that I have included in the story, you could inform me.
In the second chapter, there would be the feature of the other races: Tauren and Dreanei.
Read&Review, please! See you on next chapter! :)
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