World of Warcraft: Alliance Eye

Chapter 2: For the Alliance!

Ewan's Fury Eye

A very high pitched scream awoke Ewan, he jumped up in the bed that he was in and looked to where the noise was coming from. It was a female elf with pinky-purple skin and long aquamarine hair. In total surprise he screamed out as well, suddenly the door to the room opened and two male gnomes ran in. The girl screamed again, but Ewan looked at her without making a sound.

"London?" He asked, he knew that face was familiar.

"Oh my god… Ewan? Oh wow. Oh god. Oh…" She was completely taken aback, she looked to the gnomes, she gasped, their faces were familiar, "Kindle, Kieran!"

They smiled, "You'll never believe what happened-" Kindle was about to say when Ewan butted in.

"That tree, London, do you remember?" He asked, remembering the Darnassian tree that London had opened with her fingers,

"Yeah, I do. That must be why we're here…" She said, looking around the room. Ewan did the same, London and him where sitting on a big four-poster queen size bed, and the walls had white coverings but big wooden planks at the side and a wooden roof all holding it up, absolutely everything in the room looked like it was straight out of World of Warcraft. They had to be in some sort of Human house, no other race had architecture like that. That's when he noticed he had dullish purple skin, and was really quite buff, he jumped off the bed and ran into the ensuite connected to the room, looking into the mirror he yelled out, "Holy shit!" He looked like a Night Elf, well to be correct, he was. He had deep purple hair that was cut into three layers and was pulled back. Ewan looked down at himself, examining, he liked it, quite frankly. He liked it a lot.

An hour had past since Ewan had woken up, he was now downstairs sitting around the table with the other people that had seemed to have come into the world too, other than London, Kindle and Kieran there was also Jason he looked pretty normal, defiantly human, Oberon was there, he was a Night Elf too, Cutler, another human, and also Jericho, a Night Elf. Jericho used to go to the other guys school but he moved countries for a couple of years, everyone hadn't seen him in ages and they where all delighted to find out that he had been ported to the game as well. Well they all weren't sure if it was game, or real life. They didn't even know if it was a dream, to be honest none of them really knew anything, and just as they where halfway through their conversation about it, a human walked in. He was dressed in the normal Stormwind Guard, "Come with me, Someone I know needs to see you," Everyone looked at each other, they shrugged and agreed to go with the guard, they really didn't know what else to do.

"I am Kenneth Clarke, I believe you all do not know what your classes are?" A man in long black robes said, once they had followed the guard to Old Town and in a house near the SI:7.

The group looked at each other, he was right, they didn't.

"Will you tell us what we are?" London asked,

"Well by the looks of it, none of you are the same class, and there is eight of you, so you all have to be one of all the classes,"

"Except Shaman, of course," Cutler said quickly, the rest shook their heads sadly, it was the dumbest thing they'd heard all morning.

Kenneth started walking down the line of the eight new alliance standing straight, he examined the group from shortest to tallest, so he started with the gnomes, Kindle was first, Kenneth looked at him then pulled out a peacebloom from his pocket, "Fireball it," he said. Kindle gave him a strange look but he ended up charring the herb with a ball of fire.

"Very well, your defiantly a mage," And he passed a staff to the gnome, Kindle grinned. Next was Kieran, Kenneth grabbed a plate from his table and threw it at him, instantly, Kieran send a bolt of shadow magic from his hands to rebound the plate back.

"Warlock," and Kenneth passed Kieran a dagger. He walked to Cutler and looked down at him, Cutler looked a little frightened then sort of disappeared, not completely but enough to not be noticed on first glance. "Ah, a rogue," He passed another dagger to Cutler.

Next Kenneth walked to Jason, "Can you pick up the young lady next to you?" Ewan watched in amazement as Jason walked over to London, who was racially bigger than him, and picked her up holding her like a doll in his arms. "A paladin!" Kenneth looked excited and handed Jason a mace. Jason sighed in delight and sat down to watch the rest of his friends get their classes picked.

London was fiddling with her hair frantically as Kenneth walked to her, Ewan knew she would hate to be picked as a tanker, and the only classes left where warrior, hunter, druid and priest. Kenneth looked her up and down, then handed her a wooden sword, "Let's have a small duel," London looked surprised as he took out a wooden sword too, he let the sword come down and she brang it up to parry his attack, then she quickly brought it under to hit Kenneth, but he brought his sword down again and he one London was holding dropped out of her hands, she shrieked a little. "Not a warrior then I guess, but defiantly good enough for a hunter," London smiled broadly as she was handed a dagger. She went to sit down next to Jason.

Kenneth looked at Jericho, "Heal London," He said abruptly, Jericho frowned a little but a small holy light shone in his hand and it fell in a glittery heal over London, she smiled softly. "You'll do good as a Priest," and Jericho was given a mace.

Kenneth moved to Oberon, who was scratching his neck a little, "How would you feel about being a druid?" Oberon grinned, "I would be honoured." Receiving his staff, Oberon went and sat down with the rest.

Kenneth looked at Ewan, finally, he smiled, "That means you a-…" Ewan interrupted quickly, "Warrior!" He said triumphantly. "Oh really," Kenneth said, picking up the two wooden swords, and passing one to Ewan, "Duel me."

Ewan parried Kenneth' second attack, after dodging the first one, then he brought his hand under Kenneth' arm and hit hi in the waist, Kenneth gasped. "Ok, ok. You win. You're a warrior," He rolled his eyes as Ewan grinned, taking the small iron sword from the table. Jericho stepped in and healed Kenneth, grinning from ear to ear.

"How did we all do that?" London asked,

"Do what?" Kenneth replied, curiously,

"I mean… We all seemed to just be able to do it, without any teaching or anything,"

"And how did you know what we all where from first glance!" Kieran interrupted,

"Well, I'm one of the few people who know about that tree on Earth…" Kenneth answered,

"That weird one at the Sport O' Slogging camp?" Ewan asked,

Kenneth gave Ewan a strange look, it was then when he realised that the Stormwind civilian would have had no idea what he was talking about.

"The one at the camp area," Jason quickly said,

"Oh yes indeed, that's the one," Kenneth said,

"So wait?" Jericho said, confused, "How did I get dragged here as well if I was no where near the tree?"

Kenneth smiled, "Your obviously good friends with this lot?" Jericho nodded as Kenneth continued, "Well when a person finds the tree, and you can only see it if you really have ever played World of Warcraft, and if you have friends who play, they will be pulled into the portal too. It's quite hard to explain why some get chosen and some don't but there are some things we do not know,"

"So how did that tree get there in the first place? Has earth always been connected to the real life version on WoW?" Oberon asked,

"Well…" Kenneth though about it for awhile, "A few years ago a mage that originated from Dalaran was practicing making portals to places in remote areas, if you have ever played a mage you would know that they can teleport to the major cities, and not usually to other areas."

"I think we all know," smiled London, looking at the others.

"Well the mage, Serena Loheart, when trying one of her last times to get it right, something went wrong, spell disruption maybe, no one knows exactly, but the portal ended up getting mixed up with some other dimension, or whatever, the main point is the portal went straight to your world, and was therefore connected to each other."

"What about the tree?" Ewan asked, he had too many questions to ask, he probably would be there all day,

"Serena went through the portal and ended up in a very bushy part of land. She didn't return to Azeroth for almost a month, when she did, she took an enchanted seed from the Night Elves of Darnassus and planted it around the portal on Earth. Then she decided to stay on Earth, to protect the tree. And so she built a camp area reserve, anyone who finds it will be ported here,"

Cutler still looked confused, "So we haven't been the only ones?"

"No, you lot are actually some of the two hundredth people that have come through that tree, some come through by themselves or with a few friends, but we've never had a group this big."

The eight exchanged looks with each other and Kindle spoke up,

"Will we ever get back to Earth?"

The group twitched at this question, it was a thing that was hanging in everyone's minds. Kenneth paused before answering Kindle's query.

"Yes… But the portal is in Kalimdor,"

"Where in Kalimdor!" Jericho said, standing up.

"I… I don't know. Only one person does. The Night Elf, Phelo Duskrider. And he's been missing for three weeks now,"

"What!" Some of the group said together,

"I'm afraid if you want to go home your going to have to find him yourself,"

Kindle slumped back into his chair. There was a long silence between everybody in the room before anyone spoke once again.

"Well I guess you guys should get to the beginner areas, here," And Kenneth conjured a portal, "This portal will take you to wherever you need to go, Once you all out-grown your areas then you can come back to your house in Stormwind, for now there are plenty of spaces in the inns at Goldshire, Kharanos and Dolanaar." Kenneth took a step back with his out to the side, as if inviting the group into the portal. Ewan was the first to run in, he defiantly was not wasting any time. For the Alliance!