Chapter one
Desire forged
The Technomancers, through their constant increases in power and scientific prowess, have long since discovered and created a means to travel the stars.
They could have left the war with the burning legion hundreds of years ago and pursued a relative life of peace as refugees on another world in a manner similar to the Draenei, gaining powerful allies and much needed shelter and help…
If they desired such a thing.
Technomancers are stubborn. They are proud and they are dedicated.
They would never…NEVER abandon the world they were birthed upon. They would never forsake the very planet their ancestors before them had spent their entire lives defending and fighting for.
In their eyes, to forsake their world and run from these invaders is the…ultimate act of cowardice that utterly filled any Technomancer who thought of such a blasphemous option with disgust and loathing.
Nothing…NOTHING was ever going to move them from THEIR planet.
Draco Malfoy had…admittedly been awed by the images he'd seen when he ripped that pathetic dread lord's memories from his brain and had cast him into his thoughts and even a slight hope to seeing such an…untainted and beautiful world. A world filled with lush forests and beautiful oceans. A world coursing with life and civilization. He had yearned for it briefly.
Then crushed such traitorous thoughts with ruthless abandon.
No
Terra was his home. NOTHING would or could ever replace it. A world's image meant nothing! He knew this. Every Technomancer in the world knew it.
If they wanted a world much like the one he'd seen in that demon's memories, they'd have to make it a reality on Terra. They WOULD destroy Sargeras and the WOULD restore their planet back to the beautiful thing it had once been…generations ago. They would rid their planet of its demonic taint, would heal the dry cracked land and cleanse the land of the geysers spewing forth constant streams of fel fire.
He eyed Harry. The man was still fingering the vial that held the memory, his eyes gleamed with thinly veiled excitement and Draco had to admit to himself, he was excited as well.
However his very soul was a hurricane of several different emotions raging like a storm inside.
On top of learning of this other world, he had learned other things.
One of which was going to echo across the entirety of Terra like an inferno and drive every single Technomancer alive into a rage that no one could or even would try to stop. Even now as he thought about it more, he felt his magic pulsate, prompting Hermione to briefly glance at him before shrugging and turning back around. He paid her no mind.
The four of them walked for about an hour. They could have flown. They could have run. Hell they could have teleported to where they needed to be but they didn't and Draco was glad for the down time. He needed to get his thoughts organized and ready.
"Here we go." Harry's sudden words pulled Draco from his thoughts as the four of them came over a hill and gazed down at the marvel before them.
"Let's get this to lord Dumbledore."
London. A bastion of power no demon had ever dared to breech. Utterly teeming with life, magic and technology. This city is but one testament of the overwhelming abilities of the race that constructed it.
Located on what the Technomancers simply called the isles. It is the only lexicon of Technomancer power in this area, surrounded by demon encampments on all sides and further out, by the ocean itself. London is a superpower, led by Albus, Aberforth and Arianna Dumbledore, the three siblings, renowned for their unmatched prowess and charisma.
The four paid none of the amazing features of London any heed. Why should they when they had grown up in this city? They only cared for one thing. And that thing arrived in the form of a floating metal sphere about the size of a basketball with a glowing violet light attached to the front of it few seconds later. The machine hovered before them beeped a few times then bathed all four in purple light.
"Scan complete. No anomalies detected. Permission to enter, granted." The thing said in a rather feminine mechanical voice.
Before the four's eyes a shimmering green barrier that encased the entirety of London appeared before them and a tiny section big enough for them to step through opened up. They wasted no time and the barrier closed up and shimmered out of sight again, deceiving any demon fresh enough on the lands of Terra not to know any better…waiting for them to make the mistake of coming into contact and being reduced to cinders.
Harry eyed each of his companions with the closest thing to warmth a Technomancer could make and jerked his head toward the largest building, a hovering monolith that looked like a futuristic medieval castle.
"Let's go."
"Humph," said Draco with a smirk as the group vanished out of existence with a static pop and flash of blue.
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Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore along with his two siblings, Arianna and Aberforth are three of the most powerful Technomancers ever born.
As such, they rule over London, acting as supreme commanders and governing everything that happens inside the city.
They gained their titles tough blood, sweat, sacrifice, death and hard ache as they grew up until everyone in London and the ten other great cities eventually knew who they were.
As such, all three of them were immediately able to sense when Harry, Draco, Ron and Hermione arrived.
Arianna, a radiantly beautiful woman despite her slightly advanced age gave a bright smile even as the blue flash materialized into the four young and up and coming soldiers.
Dumbledore's glasses, a pair of transparent blue screens of half moon shaped light, held in place by a strip of thin metal across the nose and by a singular strip of metal connected to a mechanical device on his right ear, seemed to glow more brightly as he stood and gave a respectful bow, allowing his extremely long beard to nearly drag on the ground.
Aberforth simply inclined his head in slight respect, the corner of his mouth upturned…just a little.
"Ah, Harry my boy. And Ron, Draco and Hermione too," said Lord Albus, his smile seeming to penetrate them all. Dumbledore and Arianna were almost unique in terms of personality. They seemed to radiate happiness and warmth whereas their brother was the typical, hardened, cold and almost imposing figure any Technomancer strived to be.
Harry, Hermione, Draco and Ron dropped to a knee and planted a fist in the ground, bowing their head in respect and subservience.
"Oh, there is no need for you four to bow. How many times must I say this?"
Arianna's voice was like bell chimes lighting up anyone's mood. Her smile, radiant and wide seemed to glow as she ushered the four young adults to the feet, literally hauling Draco off the ground and onto his feet in a show of strength that would shock anyone not a member of this race.
She did this every time they met and every time she did it to Draco, probably because he showed the most discomfort. Hermione smirked at the blonde and got a glare in return while Harry simply stood up and crossed his arms, smiling even if it didn't really reach his eyes.
"Lords and lady Dumbledore, an honor."
It was Albus who spoke this time and with a chuckle. "Please my boy, for the last time call me by my name. He seemed a bit annoyed. Something Harry and Hermione both noticed with smirks and simply shrugged.
"You are our superior officers, our commanders. Please don't expect anything less from us."
He gave a bow and smirked again. "Sir."
Arianna giggled while Aberforth let out an amused, "Humph."
Albus sighed then rose to his full height.
"Alright," he began, business-like and serious in an instant. Arianna's joyful look also vanished as Aberforth seemed to grow more imposing.
"It seems it is time to learn what you have learned."
With a gesture, the entire room came to life with light, revealing a huge arena like compound packed with silent Technomancers, Each one an important figure. Harry, Ron, Hermione and Draco gasped and immediately felt the need to bow again. They were stunned.
Albus laughed and moved back, sitting himself back down on his throne-like chair, his blue eyes sparkling behind his glasses.
"Let your people know Harry My boy. Show us the reason Sargeras has abandoned us."
The entire room leaned in. hundreds of eyes seeming to bore into the four. Harry couldn't believe it. He saw them. He knew who some of these people were, including the supreme commanders of the other ten great cities and the leaders of some of the various clans. Lady Delacour, Lord Grindelwald, Captain Commander Hagrid, President Obama. Each one of these people and all the others in this very room were the leaders, the captains, and the organized hierarchy ruling over the Technomancer race. And each one had come here, waiting for this information…information that was sure to spread once this was over
It was Hermione who spoke, her eyes shining with awe at seeing the leaders all gathered like this and her magic swirled in excitement.
"I didn't know that this…I didn't know this was so…important."
There was a scoff and the young woman looked up at Aberforth. "Of course it is girl," he said with a smirk. "Every important figure on the planet was informed of your mission." He clenched his fist. "We knew from the moment we heard the name Azeroth uttered from vile demon lips that something was up with the legion. Something…drew Sargeras from us."
Angry mutterings reverberated through the chamber.
"I know you all can feel it too." He began. "There are far fewer…new recruits from the legion arriving here. Haven't been for years now…for generations."
His eyes flashed.
"I remember the tales. I have seen the records. The burning legion used to flood this entire planet. Our species was locked in a never ending struggle that seemed hopeless. We didn't have these cities. We only had what we could carry."
He paused seeming to get lost in thought. "At first I paid it no heed, content I was in eth knowledge that no demon encounters me and lives to brag…But now it almost seems as if we could sweep the filth from our world over night. It almost seems like the demons…think we've out lived our usefulness. Sargeras is no longer interested in fighting us and fewer and fewer demons even know of us anymore. They view us…as already conquered."
By the end of that speech every Technomancer in the room was practically frothing at the mouth. How DARE that demon dismiss them so! He would pay! He would pay so dearly!
"So show us!" Bellowed Aberforth. "Show us the world that dares to steal the legion…OUR prey from us!"
Harry pulled out the vile, containing the dread lord's stolen memories and approached Albus. The floor before the ruler of London opened up and a stone basin rose from the hold.
"Of course," was all the boy said, before he uncorked it and poured the liquid in the basin.
The entire room was engulfed in a hologram.
Everyone watched entranced by the scenes that greeted them, were amazed for the first time…ever at the things they had seen. The dread lord Harry, Ron, Hermione and Draco had got these memories from was an old one. He had been there the day Archimonde was defeated…and even before that. He had seen Kil'jaeden destroyed at the sunwell and had seen that world tremble with another unbelievable threat.
He had also been the cause of much sorrow and strife and had even turned a few of its denizens to the legion's side.
He has seen every corner of Azeroth and because of this the Technomancers learned…so much.
When it was over everyone was short of breath. The basin sunk back into the floor and the lights in the chamber dimmed. It took a second but Draco opened his mouth to speak, speaking for the first time since arriving.
"So…now we have a face to match the name."
Arianna sighed. "Indeed. What a beautiful world."
She eyed the rest of the people gathered and exhaled, sounding almost depressed. "It pulsates with powerful magics. It's no wonder the demons want it."
There was a growl. "It matters not what that world is made of." This came from an old veteran name Alastor Moody. His slouched over form supported on a deceptively harmless looking staff glared with glowing mechanical eyes at the woman.
"All that matters is that Sargeras is there!" He hobbled forward, powerful magics swirling below the surface f his skin.
"So tell us, Lady Dumbledore, what do you plan to do about that?"
There was a pause. Mutterings once again broke out. What was the plan? What would they do? They wouldn't dare leave Terra…would they?
Albus's answer made numerous people gasp in shock, and then in rage.
"Why that's simple old friend." He said with a slightly insane grin.
"We're going to pay this…Azeroth a visit…"
Harry nearly drew his gun from the sudden explosion of noise.
"Leave Terra! NEVER! Lord Dumbledore how could you ever suggest such a thing! Preposterous. Blasphemous!"
Albus took all of this in calmly, waiting for the people to calm down enough for him to speak. Even Harry and his friends seemed shocked, taken aback and horrified at the idea of abandoning Terra.
Dumbledore's grin seemed to grow.
"Whoever said we were leaving Terra?"
A sudden hologram of their very planet sprang t life in the middle of the chamber.
Several key points around the planet and their moon were highlighted.
"I believe it's time for a change in scenery." He smirked at each and every one of them and relished in their steadily widening eyes.
"Don't you?"
AN: Sorry bout the wait. I've been trying to drudge up the motivation to do that mass update I spoke of. But I had to get this up. Hope yall enjoyed it.