Path of the outcast
**Please be aware this story may include references to people, places, times or abilities that do not exist in traditional lore. Most of the story follows normal lore progression however I have added a few things in just to ease the writing process**
Chapter One
"I cannot allow it" Malfurion roared. "Our people have seen the outcome and I will not allow it to happen again"!
"And I would agree with you if the situation was any less dangerous. But we cannot allow this presence to continue living in our realm." Khael pleaded. "Who knows what the ramifications could be if we ignore this".
"No!" Malfurion bellowed. "The humans have bought this upon themselves and I will not risk our people just because they cannot quench their thirst for power. You come to me, and then plead to let me once again open our race to the power of demons. You know I despised my brother for what he did, I will not be a conduit for it to happen again". Malfurion fell to his knees and covered his face with his hands. "I watched him fall from our people's greatest hero to our biggest disgrace.
Khael kneeled down beside him. "Furion, my old friend" he said softly "I would not ask this of you if I did not believe that it was necessary". I know the demon hunters fell last time, but I will do better". Khael's voice was sincere.
"I…I.." Furion stumbled with his words. Memory's and pain pouring back into him like a sea of emotion. "You are right Khael…" he admitted with a sigh.
"I can assure you that you will not get the support of our people on this…" Furion stared into Khael's eyes.
"You will not be able to come back to us once the task is complete. You will be the outcast".
Khael looked down at the floor and took a deep breath."I know" he said. "I am wiling".
Khael helped Malfurion up, they set out to find somewhere quite, where they may discuss their new plans.
Khael sat down next to Malfurion, the light was low in this room but a cold breeze filled the air. Malfurion looked directly at Khael and said "Firstly, the matter of ho will train you. There are but a few known demon hunters still existing today. And most have either lost their sanity or fallen to demon hood".
"Without a trainer how can I ever hope to accomplish anything" Khael said with a worried tone.
"There is a way…but it is dangerous. You may not survive" Furion said in a concerned voice.
"The fate of this world is far more important than my life, Furion". "Very well" Malfurion turned and his mind went off to a distant place. Khael closed his eyes and concentrated.
"There is a ritual…" Furion said "If performed correctly, a person can gain the talents and memories of another as if they were his own". Furion pained at even speaking of it. "It is a long forgotten spell and would be extremely painful.
"I am willing" Khael said once again. "Firstly I must prepare, we will only want to give you the abilities of a former demon hunter, not their memories or emotion". Khael nodded in agreement.
"whos essance will I absorbe?" Khael asked confused. "If this new foe is as powerful as you say, there is only one person who could of defeated it…Illidan. You will take his abilities". Furion said, waiting to see Khael's reaction.
"I…I am honored Malfurion, before your brother fell…he was…he wa- "Mafurion raised a hand and spoke. "We speak not of Illidan, he chose his path and in doing so lost all honor". He snapped in an annoyed tone. "We must be cautious though, we do not want any of Illidan's values or feelings seeping through. We have enough to worry about at the moment" Furion finished his sentence and stood up abruptly. "Come, we must be swift". He signaled for the door.
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