Here it is,the first chapter of my Windrunner story that I've said I'd write for quite some time now...The reason I'm uploading this now is because I feel a bit tired of my other on going story,"My guardian angel",and just might put it to ,for some time now and in the future,I'm going to focus more on my comics and my own story that I might put up for official publishing. :)
About this story,it centers around the three Windrunner sisters,but also their brothers and their cousin,'s set chronologically,but there will be a lot of jumps in time,so one chapter may take place at one time,and the next several years later (I will be sure to tell ya when that happens though)
So please read and enjoy! :) Next update maybe won't be until long...
Chapter I: Make a wish
The strong rays of sun reflected on the round – sculptured roofs of Dalaran's buildings, marking this as one of the warmest days of the summer. The many inhabitants, students and visitors of the magical city had removed any extra clothing that would keep them unexposed for any eventual, cooling breeze. Any frost mage that had the luck of providing his services on the streets this day would walk away with a pocket full of gold.
Despite the heat, visitors were determined to have their errands done as quickly as possible. This caused a certain rush and crowd on the paved walks of the city, resulting in families keeping a tight hold of each other.
Such was, though through a lot of effort, the case of one particular elven family that made its way through the mass of people. The family, consisting of two adults and no less than six children, walked together in a huddled group, as to not let the youngest ones slip away from their sight by accident. Because of the many sights and differences that Dalaran held in comparison to their home in Quel'thalas, they were not all too unfamiliar with the little ones wandering of on their own.
The oldest of the children, a girl dressed in a red vest and torn pants, carrying her familiar blonde hair in a short braid, turned her small head as the family approached a certain point of the city. They stopped temporarily as her parents began arguing over something of no great importance in her ears, giving the girl a greater opportunity to study the monument she had laid her eyes on.
"Ann'da," she said, looking up at her father. "Can we go to the fountain, please?"
Her father was distracted by her question, only momentarily turning away from his wife. He made an unsure sound, which could have been either a sound of protest, or a sound of approval, as long as she didn't bother him anymore. She chose the latter, and her face brightened.
"Thanks, we won't be long!"
"Huh?" the head of the Windrunner family said in confusion, spinning around to stare at the spot where she had been standing just a moment ago. "Aller… Alleria!"
But Alleria had already gone too far into her own little world to mind him, already dragging her oldest little sister, Sylvanas, after her. The two girls began giggling when the curiosity and joy of taking a closer look at the fountain arose. They barely heard the shouting of their youngest sister as she struggled to catch up with them. With a loud yelp, she stumbled over an unevenness in the pavement and fell, face first. Alleria, being the responsible sister, slowed down, smiling at her.
"Are you alright, Vereesa?" she asked.
The youngest of the sisters lifted her face from the ground, mud on her cheek and tears forming in her eyes. "I told you to stop leaving me behind before!" she pouted.
Sylvanas rolled her eyes at the sudden delay. "What does it matter, just hurry up!"
Alleria nodded, and helped her little sister stand up, brushing of tears and dirt alike. "Better?" she asked with an encouraging smile.
Vereesa nodded with a sniff, taking her sister's hand as they walked over to the fountain, where Sylvanas was already waiting impatiently for them. As soon as they reached the stone-sculptured edge, Vereesa was quick to lean over and gaze with wide eyes into the water, like it was the first time she had ever seen anything like it. She studied her reflection for a while; showing a fragile girl with the same silvery-blonde hair as her brothers and sisters, two blue eyes in difference to Alleria who had green, and two, long ears jutting up from underneath her hair.
Her image was suddenly ruined by a splash, and Vereesa looked up to see whatever it was that had disturbed her thoughts. Sylvanas, standing triumphantly at the edge and peering down at her, carried a few pebbles in her hand, which she teasingly through into the water, one by one. Pouting at her sister's rudeness, the youngest Windrunner sister immediately turned to the oldest. "Alleria! Tell her to stop, she's scaring the fish!"
"Stupid, there's no fish in the fountain," Sylvanas said teasingly, although she still threw a nervous look at Alleria, wondering what she'd do.
Alleria tore her eyes from the statues standing in the fountain's centre, smiling at them. "That's right, Sylvanas. There are no fish in this fountain," she explained.
Vereesa gave out a quiet "oh", as Sylvanas triumphantly crossed her arms. Alleria smiled again, moving towards them. "But," she started. "There is something else about this fountain. Something that doesn't concern fish, but a wish."
The younger Windrunner girls turned their head at her ridiculous rhyme, but were still listening intensely. Alleria always had a story to tell them. They moved to more comfortable sitting positions on the edge, waiting for her to continue. She pretended to look thoughtful.
"You see… Grandfather told me, during my last visit here, that there is a special legend about this fountain." She paused for a bit to watch their anticipating faces, and smirked. "The legend says that if you drop a coin in the water and make a wish on it, then your wish will come true one day."
"Ooooh, so it's an enchanted fountain…" Vereesa concluded, staring into the water in amazement. She furrowed her brow, as she tried coming up with something she could wish for. But what could that be, when she felt happy as she was?
"I got one!" Sylvanas exclaimed, standing up with her fingers around a glimmering gold coin that glittered in the burning sunlight.
Vereesa widened her eyes at her. "Sylvanas! Ann'da gave us that so we could buy something thoughtful for it!" she recited, immediately jumping up from her seat. Sylvanas rolled her eyes.
"Well, isn't better to use a large amount, so that my wishes will have a larger chance of coming true? And besides, you have money of your own!"
"But ann'da said – "
"Stop whining, already!" Sylvanas shrugged her off, and turned her back to her younger sister. Holding the gold coin tightly in her palms, she closed her eyes and focused her wish onto it. Then, she opened her hands, and let the coin fall from her fingers. As it fell through the air, it turned in a whirl, until it finally it the water's surface and sank to the bottom.
Crying out in protest, Vereesa hurried to the edge and stared into its depths. "No!"
Sylvanas rolled her eyes again. "Aw come on, don't be such a cry-baby."
The two sisters began their bickering once again, as they normally did about ten to twenty times a day, Alleria thought tiredly. She sighed at their stubbornness, and then turned towards the fountain herself.
Staring at the smooth surface for a while, Alleria then slowly reached into her pocket, fumbling after the object she was searching for. Finally, her fingers closed around a cold, round, metal item, which she carefully folded out. Staring at the silver coin's bright surface, she too focused on a wish that formed in her mind.
"May my sisters realize their full potential, the name Windrunner known as result of their deeds."
She let the coin go, and allowed it to plummet into the water. She had no clue whatsoever if her wish would truly come true, but it did feel a bit assuring to watch it glide to the bottom. She smiled a faint smile.
"Alleria!"
She snapped out of her thoughts, spinning around as to see who it was that called her. Her father stood with a forceful hold of the two younger girls, who both carried a shameful yet disappointed face, and he himself did not look happy.
"Do you realize what would have happened if your sisters wandered off by themselves? They do not carry the sense of response that you have, they're too young to take care of themselves!"
"I know, but I was watching them," Alleria assured with a somewhat unsteady tone. She hurried up to her father, as he led all of them back to the family group. With a last look at the magical fountain, Alleria once again prayed that maybe, its effects would work.