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Miss Dressage: I know! I understand exactly what you mean. If anything the chat is always entertaining, I get so distracted by just reading through it and just laughing my head off, and I am usually bad about listening to a bg leader (with my luck, they are always similar to the characterization of the dk in chapter 1) -sigh-. Thank you for your review! I hope you enjoy this chapter! :)
Disclaimer: (I will do this from now on in the first chapters of any story I write, so not to possibly offend anyone). That said, obviously I do not own World of Warcraft, its characters, its battlegrounds anything! I am but one of the millions of those who love this game (here and there) and this is how I show my appreciation.
Enjoy!
Her eye twitched for the fiftieth time now and she could have sworn that there were flames beginning to scorch the ground around her.
She was pissed.
Not only was it her official day of rest after just coming back from a week of hell in Northrend, oh no, she had been ambushed time and time again by the Horde everywhere she went. Everywhere. She had a sneaking suspicion someone was out to get her...
Besides the usual monsters anyway.
What made her day even worse was after reaching Dalaran for some well deserved rest she had stumbled upon one of the most idiotic sights she had ever witnessed. A level seventy two human death knight was having a glare down with a level seventy nine blood elf paladin who was just smirking his fool pretty head off.
She herself was only seventy three so she had every full intention on sliding past the two idiots and slipping away into her room to sleep when the death knight's attention snapped.
"Hey, hey you!"
No, he is not talking to me. Ignore the fool, ignore him, walk away. Just walk away.
"Paladin! Oi! Are you deaf? Come here!"
Her eye twitched again and she turned around, working up a fake smile on her face as she grated out, "What the hell do you want pest?"
Well, she was exhausted.
The death knight was hardly offended, he huffed up and pointed an accusatory finger at the silent blood elf who now regarded her with an arrogant smirk.
She hated blood elves.
"This...this...paladin," the death knight hissed, "started laughing at me for no reason! And now he will not leave me alone! Do something!" The blood elf just chuckled and muttered something neither of them could understand but it made a group of orcs laugh uproariously as they trudged by.
"Death knight, what do you want me to do? As you may have failed to notice, he is higher level than both of us. Ignore him and he may go away." She turned around with an eye roll full intent upon leaving when the elf spoke up at last, his voice mocking and baiting.
"So Alliance paladins are cowards. I thought nothing less."
Wenz snapped.
One thing led to the other, she ended up challenging the arrogant ass to the Alterac Valley battleground because she was not a coward (her pride was nothing short but a little wounded). He had only given her that typical blood elf smirk, his green eyes blazing and then replied in a dark purr, "I will find you little goat."
Then he stalked away chuckling, the death knight was hooting at her side and she had only one thought on her mind.
What the hell did I just do?
...
And why did she pick Alterac of all places? Northrend was cold enough!
She stood shivering amongst fifty or so other members of the Alliance, all in high spirits to tackle the Horde and gain an ultimate victory against their enemy blah blah.
She stopped paying attention when she recognized the leader was the same idiotic death knight who had gotten her into this mess. She really wanted to hurt him.
"My fellow warriors, warlocks, hunter, mages, death knights, rogues and paladins alike," he began but was cut off by some protests from the priests and druids in the background, "as well as my noble priests and druids too!" A roar came from the crowd, Wenz only scowled and glared at the human mutinously.
"We have battled hard against our enemy, we have led assault after assault and to what end my friends? Today will be our victory! No longer will we be ridiculed for our performance in battle grounds, we will win! So fight my brothers and sisters, side by side we will gain what is rightfully ours! Glory to the Alliance!"
Applause and cheering followed the motivational speech and Wenz was struck by deja vu, a chill ran down her spine at the thought of this death knight possibly being related to another death knight pain in the...
"Onwards then! OWN THEM ALL!"
She slapped herself on the forehead. Someone really hated her.
The mass of bodies surged from the gates onto the narrow snowy pathways which led up to the mountains of the keeps where the dwarf commanders awaited their reinforcements. Not only was there a tiny pathway but considering all the people and their mounts who were hell bent upon getting to it first, in all the confusion and scrambling, Wenz found herself being pushed and shoved further and further back until she was at the very end of the group and the last to exit the cave where they waited.
She groaned in frustration, tugging at the reigns of her charger as she did so,
"I am such an idiot!" Alterac Valley was not her number one choice of battle grounds, the preferred somewhere much warmer thank you very much, but no, she just had to let that stupid pretty boy bait her...
She shook her head, now was not the time to be brooding. The Horde was just as bad here as they were everywhere else. Somehow, someway they always found a way to slip past their guard and go after the stragglers in the back. Wenz sighed, pulling out her map as she began the trudge up the steep mountain pass hearing battle cries and shouting come from the distance. Maybe by the time she actually got there it would all be over. That would be wonderful actually, save her much grief and shame.
Her horse whinnied softly, stopping short all of a sudden, the paladin patted its side encouragingly. "Come on now, we have to at least make an attempt to make it to where everyone else is. Do not mind me, I am just throwing my own pity party." She chuckled dryly at this when her horse cried out fearfully, rearing back uprooting her before taking off into the snowy distance. Wenz landed hard on the rock path with a grunt of pain, the ice making her slip to the edge where she held onto it tightly, her heart pounding in her chest as adrenaline raced through her.
Her paranoia was definitely kicking in, her senses on high alert as her gloved hands held vice like onto...wait, this was not a rock.
"Well hello again, darling." She knew that voice and her mouth dropped open in horror as the face of the same blood elf paladin peered over at her a sneer across his handsome face. The girl made quick to let go of his leg but he was faster than she, he had her by the scruff of her neck, pulling her up off the cliff edge bringing her so they met eye- to- eye.
"Fancy seeing you here." Wenz choked, her hands fumbling to reach her sword, the hand on the back of her armor, anything! He only chuckled darkly, holding her further out, an eyebrow rising as he did so.
"You should be thanking me."
Wenz stopped flaying around wildly and gave him a look that clearly said 'You seriously must think I am stupid huh?' and huffed, crossing her arms across her chest and looking away from him as he cheeks flamed in humiliation. "Alright, alright you made your point now either kill me or toss me off the cliff and save me the grief."
The blood elf paladin threw back his head and just laughed, setting her down on the path as he did so and patting her head. He snorted, wiping away invisible tears and smirked at her. "I see his point, mind the cliff edges darling, there will not always be a dashing elf there to save you." He continued to laugh as he summoned his warhorse, casting her one more amused glance before charging off to the battle once more.
What the hell just happened?
Wenz was pissed. Sure she was only level seventy- three, sure she had been thrown off her mount as if she were just learning how to ride, sure she had been dangling from a cliffside but where the heck had that guy come from?
She really hated blood elves. Growling curses that would later get her smote or something else terrible, she straightened her armor, unsheathed her behemoth sword and trudged onwards her eyes gleaming.
There was going to be hell to pay one way or another she would have vengeance!
...
The paladin was panting by the time she made it to the top of the ledge where two fortresses stood side by side their tall peaks illuminated in the grey sky. The girl grumbled darkly under her breath as she heard war cries echoing from within one of the towers making to move in that general direction when a chill ran down her spine.
Someone, something was watching her.
She was mad, she was cold, she was tired, so being the typical hot head she growled out, "Either you come out and fight and stop being a damn creeper or I am going to seriously kick your ass!" She was so not in the mood for this damn battle ground anymore!
The snow crunched lightly near a line of trees to her right and she tensed, her hands tightening on her sword vice- like when a figure emerged from the brush, aquamarine eyes fixated upon her hungrily. She paled instantly, taking a step back before hissing.
"Oh shit!" And she ran as if her life depended upon it. The void walker swiftly falling, its rasping chortle sending tremors down her spine.
Wenz would have fought it off but she knew this creature, it took her back to a not so great memory in another battle ground instance, and she wanted nothing to do with it at all! It freaked her out and she just knew its master was watching somewhere, finding all this all so terribly amusing. If she wanted a reprieve from this living hell she needed to find the one controlling the mad void walker swooping upon her, ice magic radiating from its form as it hovered after her and put a stop to this before she really made a fool out of herself!
"Lathes, do catch her, we are not playing tag my friend." a silky voice all but purred from the cover of trees, green eyes glinting with wicked intentions at the sight before him. The void walker growled in acknowledgement, coming to a stop and focusing his magical energy on the draenei female.
Said draenei female noticed the creature's stop and felt more chills rush down her spine in awful recognition. "Oi! Mage pretty boy! I know you are in there! Leash your damn void creature and give me a fair fight!" She demanded, turning around to face the void walker who was glowing a florescent blue, its claws outstretched towards her. She swallowed anxiously at the sight but held her ground, tightening the grip on her sword while feeling her light magic pulsate around her.
The void walker suddenly stopped glowing, those eerie eyes widening before it let out an anguished screech as it vanished. Wenz blinked bewilderedly.
"I see la-la land has not yet eluded you, paladin." a masculine voice whispered in her ear, and before the girl could react she felt her entire body grow stiff, her eyes narrowing as the owner of the voice slipped from behind her and stood before her smirking devilishly at her.
"Wenz Strider, so good to see you once more." Slavion Bloodfell's wand was outstretched in one hand while the other held a staff made of mythril, it glimmered slightly in the snowy background. "My party leader had mentioned there was a foul mouthed paladin in the area, as he was so kind to inform me of this fact, and I see I was not incorrect of my assumption as to who this said individual would be." He chuckled, seeing her eyes narrow into angry slits.
Wenz wanted to break the ice that had compacted so tightly and intricately about her, yet she was unable to call upon her release magic, a low growl escaped her lips and she shook slightly. 'Stupid ice barrier contraption, I have to break this!'. The iciness of her enclosure made her shudder violently and gasp for breath. 'So he wants to play this way huh...stupid arrogant elf...'
"Although, if I may," he paused his smirk widening at her quivering and at the flush across her face, "it was quite bold of you to get in the face of one whom is so much higher level than yourself. If he were not my cousin, he for surely would have killed you instead of leaving you for another to spar with."
The paladin felt warmth flood through her as she thought hard of her different light incantations, and the pure feral determination to kick this guy's sorry ass, he had such nerve going to such lengths! With this thought in mind plus her irritation at his boastful words, the ice splintered around her and shattered sending ice particles in all directions.
Light emanated around her and the draenei laughed in sheer relief as she could move once more. With a wicked glimmer in her glowing eyes, she looked up at the now silent yet shocked form of the blood elf, a smirk growing across her face.
"You are seriously going to regret today elf." Wenz hissed, her sword in one hand while the other pointed at him challengingly.
Slavion moved past his shock and regained his former arrogance, "Oh? I am?"
"Yes, you are," the girl growled, light pulsating around her as she began her rush towards the mage, "because all I wanted to do today was sleep damn it and this is all YOUR fault!"
The mage barely had time to counter her fierce attack with a shockwave, sending her back several feet, yet that hardly fazed her as she summoned a light of judgement upon him before rushing once more. The blood elf cursed as the golden hammer swirled about his head before conking him right between the eyes sending him flying back.
He was not the only one to have gained some new tricks!
Before he could rise, she was hovering over him, her sword point at his throat, he peered up at her, "Well now, it appears I underestimated you paladin, what will you do now?"
"Oh shut the hell up," Wenz grumbled, nudging his side with the toe of her boot, scowling at him darkly, "tell that cousin of yours that he is a true ass hole, as are you, and that this is far from over." Her pride was still bruised damn it all! The blood elf was now just smirking up at her, remaining silent as she continued to rant.
"I do not give a rat's ass about this battle ground, I am going home, I am fed up with this damn cold and you nor anyone else is going to do a damn thing about it!" Her eyes glowed fiercely, they were both twitching like crazy.
Finally the mage spoke up once more, moving the point of her sword from his neck easily and rising to his feet, brushing off the snow from his black and scarlet robes. "We will continue this, however, instead of such a dismal and cold place, " the elf cast an ominous look about him before meeting her eyes once more, "we will go to the Eye of the Storm. Do not back out, Wenz Strider, you started this after all." His eyes gleamed at the flush that spread across her entire face.
She stamped her foot angrily, "Fine! Whatever! Leave your creepy void pet at home! That guy seriously freaks me out!" She turned from him, sighing in relief at the two minute warning call over head, determined to trudge her way back down to the cave entrance after retrieving her awol horse.
"As you wish, darling." The blood elf taunted, chuckling as her flush grew darker. She promptly flicked him off and sprinted into the distance. 'Yes,' he thought, a feral grin growing across his handsome face, 'this little feud of theirs had only just begun.' And he too turned around, full intent of being rid of this place for all eternity.
Northrend was hell as it was.
...
"Where WERE you?" was the cry of utter indignation from their battle ground leader as she approached the mouth of the cave, patting her horse soothingly as she slid off its back.
"We lost! We lost again! You should have been there! This is intoler-" he was cut off by Wenz's fist knocking to the top of his head hard, her eye twitching murderously.
"I just want to SLEEP!" The paladin crowed, stomping past the startled group of weary Alliance fights, and right out of the arena (not before it annouced the victory of the Horde first).
The paladin was going to sleep for a week and there was absolutely no one or nothing anyone could do to stop her! That was until she got to her room, collapsed on her bed and felt something poking the back of her neck. Curiously she felt around the inside of her armor around her neck, her fingers gripped a slip of paper and she pulled it out.
Darling goat and oh- so scary hot head,
Two days, Eye of the Storm. Lathes knows your scent and knows where to find you.
Or is my dear cousin right? Are Alliance paladins cowards?
Prove me wrong.
Said pretty boy elf,
Slavion
PS: Not even YOU can deny my handsomeness, my dear, I am flattered.
xoxo
She saw red.
And there would be extreme hell to pay as the flames of hell returned around her, her eyes glimmering and a cackle escaped her lips.
Yes, there would be...
Anyone who did hear her maniacal cackling chose to ignore it (to the best of their ability), some things were best left unsaid after all.
I, sadly, am not extremely familiar with the play style of mages (always found it too complicated...) so I used something from the first chapter and elaborated on it. I probably should have mentioned it, even if it is a given, they are both (Slavion and Wenz) the same level and will continue this feud for how ever many chapters you are willing to put up with it! Thank you for reading!
Once more, any kind of response is greatly appreciated, and again I want to thank all who added this story to their alerts and to Miss Dressage who reviewed :)
~Ever-Wandering