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Just going to get straight into it and thank the continuous support and i promise that i will try and not have such a huge delay in between my chapters, I was mainly playing wow during that time and was meaning to write out the chapters in between stuff but i would forget when it was like say.. 4am and looked at it and thing "Oh yeah.. Forgot about that. I'll DO IT TOMORROW!"
That aside, Hope you guys are enjoying this, Anyways onward with the story and hope that i continue to entertain you guys with my sub-par writing skills!
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Disclaimer: i don't own the Warcraft lore or any of it, it belongs to Blizzard Entertainment, I own Ana'rine and My friend owns Vitoria and Luxy!
Chapter 4 - Tensions Arise.
As Ana stared down the newcomer Vitoria, whom was pointing the newly crafted runeblade that she sported, the pulsating blue runes glowed ominously along the flat of the blade and hilt as the taller Night elf stood a head taller then the ebony skinned Death knight, But other then that, The initiate stood across from the Tanarian Highlady, and for the first time quite possibly in her new existance, She started to lightly quiver on the spot, a vast array of emotions spread across her face, All of this was confusing the pink tressed elf immediately as she saw not only The Ebony skinned superior whom hand picked her for training but, There was another elf, One whom she hadn't seen around the Ebon hold but the markings that trailed across the elf's bare skin when shown visible were somewhat familiar but the overactive mind of Vitoria couldn't quite place them at this point.
And then there was the Scarlet priestess! And with her already trembling arm pointed at Ana'rine, the direction of the pointed, sharp tip was starting to slowly tilt to the right and aimed right at Luxi. Deciding that it would make sense in that confused brain of hers that striking down the enemy would at least take away a few problems right then and there. "I don't know what the fuck is going on here but the surge of emotions... ATOP of YOU, of ALL people Lady Ana, would be seen with the enemy and atop of that, ANOTHER ELF!" The Confused, hysterical Pinkette tressed elf snapped out in her frenzied panic, Making her move hastily and swinging her blade up and then arcing down with the sole intent with imbedding her blade right into the priestess's skull.
Time seemed to slow down for Luxi as she was slowly bringing her arm up with a vained attempt to block and somewhat only lessen the damage to only being her arm which is the loss. Moment after painstakingly slow moment had passed, But nothing happened which propped the question into the busty redhead's head, What made it stop? tilting her gaze upward, She would see another runeblade, or rather an axe blocking the runeblade of the elf, That is when a loud gasp of held in breath flowed out of Luxi's mouth and she collapsed to her hind and backed away on the palms of her hands immediately, Whimpering and sobbing in utter fear of the situation she has found herself in.
"You think you are the only one that is going through a very strange stage at the moment!? If you haven't noticed that Most of the fucking Death knights around you are probably going through the same damn thing and you think by killing an innocent life, THat will only justify that you will under HIS control once again!" The Tanarian Highlady spat out through gritted, clenching teeth. Canines almost grating on one another at the Pinkette elf's actions, The priestess quickly crawled behind the strong imposing Death knight that has taken her into her care, even if that care is quite possibly the most dangerous place an individual such as herself could be under at this moment.
"BUT... WHY... WHY... DOES IT HAVE TO HAPPEN... ALL THESE MEMORIES... THEY ALL SHOULD BE A LIE BUT.. Why Do they feel sooo... REAL!?. Have all that we have been taught by the scourge, The necromancers and the instructors.. A lie!?" Tori was a devoted believer in what the acolytes spouted from the very beginning. Images of the undead appearing in the forefront of her mind, images that were thought lost but resurfacing, Causing the confused initiate to drop her runeblade and scream in terror as she relived her death, The blade that killed her, the blood cascading down her scalp and pooling in with ehr sage whites hair, Mixing it to the vibrant pink color that it was to this day, Dropping to her knees and tears streaking down her rosey cheeks, head cast up towards the roof as if staring right through it and to the stars above.
Illidan observed all of this from the side line, Still wrapped up in nothing but the furred cloak from the Highlady's back, Fel green eyes staring at the group with a look of mild annoyance and amusement, She did feel some sympathy for Tori but other then that, She showed no respect towards the elven Death Knight, Thinking that one of her own people call fall so far as to serve HIM. The man whom plagued her nightmares every night upon the summit of the Black Temple, the scar that frostmourne had left behind was disgusting to look at sometimes, But when she would look down, she didn't see the scar anymore. perfect, soft unmarred skin across those busty breasts. She couldn't supress the soft ghost of a smile across her lips, Seems like she could get used to being a woman after all.
Out of the corner of her peripheral, Ana noticed the smile forming on Illidan's face, usually she would poke some fun at the expanse of such a notion upon a Death Knight's face but, Seeing as she barely knew the former Demon hunter or even the identity of the woman. Turning to the sobbing Initiate at hand, swinging the back of her gauntlet-clad hand and connecting with Tori's Left cheek, Snapping her out of her current reveoir in which the Night elf Death knight stood up and turnt to look at the highlady with shock in her eyes, Both Ana and Illidan had noticed a stray tear had leaked it's way down the left side of the Initiate's cheek, Nontheless Ana would hoist The death knight up to her feet and as she did so. There was a loud booming shout ringing through her mind
"SO YOU COULD THINK YOU COULD HIDE THEM FROM ME! EXECUTE THE TRAITORS NOW VITORIA!" That ever booming voice of the Lich King echoed within the Night elf Initiate's mind. Her eyes were torn and her hands had a near death grip wrapped around her blade, She would shake her head to clear the unjumbled thoughts that raged her mind and stand up. Ana approached the disheveled looking Elf with a mild sympathetic glance before she took her axe and held it out to the former Demon hunter and the Scarlet priest "You two will remain in here, If it goes south. Run and don't stop" She grunts out and using her axe, She would cleave the hilt of a pitchfork in half and handed it over to Illidan. "You look capable enough to wield a weapon at least half as good as Vitoria here." Adding on as Ana escorted the Death Knight out, Leaving the pair behind
Both Death Knights mounted atop of their steeds and took off towards the Ebon hold. Having already ignored the Lich King's order once, Vitoria was fearing the worse but Ana had at least thought of something to spare the Initiate's life just this once, Upon reaching Death's breach, lines of Skeletal archers were facing towards the cliff edge, and with arrows corked into their flimsy looking bows, Volley after volley of arrows was released in an attempt to set another infernal blaze on the once vibrant farmland below, the Lich king stood upon a pedestal overlooking the valley that had been single handedly decimated by the scourge, Turning on his heel and facing the Highlady and the Initiate. Ana would bow and Vitoria remained stiff as a door nail. Only for the Lich King to turn back to the destruction at hand
"YOU both are needed behind enemy lines.. Take the disguises and GO assist Thassarian in torching the Chapel and assisting with Koltira's rescue" The former silver hand Paladin ordered with an iron fist, Ana looked at a ghoul which stepped forward with a piece of red cloth and a matching veil, Ana's eyes narrowed increduously but accepted the cloth and put it into place accordingly, Vitoria doing the same without a fuss. Mounting back up onto their deathchargers, the pair set off towards New Avalon.
Upon Reaching the destroyed Scarlet town, The pair were encountered with an immediate foul stench of rotting corpses and charred remains, Everywhere that the Death Knights looked, Death followed in it's wake. Pools of drying up blood marred the cobblestone roads leading through the region, Bodies torn in half and being eaten by the Ghouls and Ghasts. The Scarlet's last bastion of defense so happened to be within the barracks at the moment, Where the scourge was waiting for the perfect chance to strike and rescue Koltiras Deathweaver.
Venturing further in to the vineyards and plantation area of the ruined enclaive, Scarlet guards roamed the last area where the remaining populace resided, Ana kept the hood down low and Tori had managed to look the part for the moment. The pair noticed a couple of Death knights standing guard on the outside of one of the buildings, Them two in disguise. Ana looked at the guards andthen at the Death Knights and frowned. She couldn't help but mumble to herself "Are they that blind or something as such?" She muttered out loud enough for one of the Death knights to overhear the Highlady and answered what was plaguing her thoughts at the moment "IT has an illusion where we look like a Scarlet member" The brute explained, Ana turnt to look into the window in which instead she was ebony like the night but she was as pale as paper, Her eyes looked down and saw that her skin was back to it's usual pigment, taking note of that she gave a mild "Neat" before moving on, having walked in she noticed that in fact Koltiras was back amongst his brethren "Must've happened when we were on our way.. Then it seems the generals are preparing for one last ditch effort or retreating down to the bay" She comments idly in which her sentiment was met with an answer "Perhaps, But there is still one more task. Take the initiate down to plaguefist and take care of the Argent dawn prisoner." Thassarian echoed from high up the flight of stairs.
Taking their leave from the house and traversing over to the Chapel of the Crmson flame, Which indeed it was alite with a vibrant crimson flame, But that was not all. The pair were flanked by a shadow among the tree lines, A figure cloaked in the hood with pointy knife ears poking out of the piece of head concealing cloth, Ana decided to accompany Tori over to the building that was separate from the blazing chapel, Upon entering the danky building that kinda reminded the Tanari woman of a storage house, She looked over the interior and all she saw were captives. One of every race to be exact, Ana's eyes frowned as she took note of them. They were all knelt and head bowed, Ten races, Ten executioners to be exact, And soon it would be down to nine.
Tori's eyes seemed downcast with the daunting task ahead but she couldn't bring suspcions to herself as she walked on over to the night elf, seeming that it would only be fitting for herself to put her own kin down, and allow her spirit to join Elune in the afterlife, nearby at the back entrance of the building, The shadowy figure that had been stalking the pair peered into the room, beedy Veridian eyes stared out from under the cloth, Seems like those eyes could belong to one pair of pointy knife-like ears, And Ana finally became of the other's presence, Narrowing her own pair of frosty eyes at the doorway.
The night elf captive otherwise known as Yazmina Oakenthorn, Shifted on her knees and sighed lightly as she muttered out "Come to finish the job, Have you?" She uttered out with such disdain that her eyes stared flatly at the withered floorboards as she then started to rise up from her feet, Ana turnt to look at the captive with an intrigued stare at the gusty move, Yazmina followed up "I'd like to stand for... wait... Vitoria?" She muttered out, Eyes finally meeting her would be executioner, Recognition clearly written across her face as she stared at the Initiate, Tori's eyes lit up with shock that the stranger knew her by name, but for the life of her for the moment she could not recognize a single moment with this individual, Yazmina then continued to speak
"Tori, I'd recognize that Face anywhere... what.. what have they done to you Tori?" The end of that statement with a look of utter dismay written on the captive's face as she continued on "You don't remember me? When you were a child, your mother would leave you in my care while she served at the Temple of the Moon. I held you in my arms and fed you with honey and sheep's milk to calm you until she would return. You were my little angel." she said, Reflecting on all of those good times with such a blissful reminiscent expression etched onto her being, Lightly trembling in anger as she uttered out "Blasted Scourge... What have they done to you Tori!?" She pleaded out as if Tori had an answer for all of the womans questions which in fact she could only stare dumbfounded as wave after wave of memories hit her.
"You must remember the splendor of life Sister! you were a champion of the Kal'dorei once! This isn't you! This isn't the Tori that i know, You must fight against the Lich King's control. He is a monster that wants to see this world.. Our world!, in ruin. Don't let him use you as a weapon to accomplish his goals, You were once a hero and you can be again, Fight, damn you!. Fight His control!" She roared out, Where in fact that Tori was fighting the floodgates that were threatening to burst right at this moment, tears brimmed her eyes as a voice from outside made it's presence felt
"WHAT'S GOING ON IN THERE? What's taking her so damn long ANA!?" The Knight Commander roared out in clear impatience, Ana, Illidan and Tori all turnt to look at the entryway, Illidan refocused back onto the engagement between Yazmina and Vitoria, Intently watching the pair with her intense green eyes, Ana had snuck over and she would lean up against the wall and whispered to the Night elf huntress "What the fuck are you doing here?" She hissed out in which the Former betrayer snorted out in her intense, malvolent drool "I need to figure out what the fuck is going on here! and your little apprentice over there with her blade trained against her fellow kin's neck is making me feel disgusted, Angry. And FUCKING pissed off" She hissed out, Which Ana had to let out a low sigh and wave her hand "Should we risk having Arthas find out? And tthen finding out that we spared two people from his wrath?" She muttered out, "And what the hell should i call you? i haven't even gotten your name. Your tattoos look very familiar but, That was on a male" She snapped out.
Illidan's eyes widened as the question was posed at her, Ana knew who she was before she was resurrected by the moon godess, And she couldn't just outright say that name, She had to think on it and whispered out "Illidari..." She muttered out, Hoping that would fool the Tanari Highlady, Whom narrowed her eyes in suspicion but seemed to accept it for now "I guess that'll do. Weird name for a night elf but, Then again. All names sound strange to me" she muttered out.
Flowing back to the current engagement between both the night elves, Yazmina's starlit eyes started to fill with disheartened tears, She knew that there was no way she could get out of here alive now, Not with the scourge so large in numbers and a high ranking commander just a few ft across the room from her, She tilted her eyes upward at her former friend and whimpered lightly in sadness with what she had to say "There... There's no more time for me. I'm done for, Finish me off Tori... I can't find the will to fight this anymore, And even if i did. There will be no escape for me, Only death. So please, Finish me off, Do it or they'll kill us both. but do one thing for me Tori, Please, Remember Teldrassil, our beloved home. This world and all of it's people is worth saving! So please. put me out of my Misery!" She declared, uttering her final statement
Tori was in tears now, Her hand trying to steady the runeblade's grip within it but it was constantly shaking, From the waves of emotion that rolled over her as she stared down at her friend break down and lose all hope of living. She couldn't do it, She couldn't just kill her friend, But if she did, then she would end up joining her in the afterlife, Maybe it would be for the best, To join her friend in her death. Escape this hell on earth that she found herself, with such an easy escape in her hand, it would be all so easy. But with what Yazmina told her, She couldn't just die, if anything, She had to live for her. She WILL live for Yazmina, She had instilled the will to live in her now.
Finally steeling herself and rising her runeblade up above her head, She looked down at Yazmina one final time "Goodbye... Yazmina." she whispered out but loud enough for the other elf to hear before she swung her arm down and what happened next, even Surprised the cold hearted Tanari Highlady
ANNNNNND CLIFFHANGER!
HEHE i would like to apologize once again for such a delayed upload, a little bit i had lost the.. Interest to write soo i put it on a mini hiatus, Then i had to deal with the dramas of moving once again (WEll settling into the house that i have moved into is more accurate)
Nontheless, Hope you enjoy it and i will try to give all my loyal readers regular if not semi regular updates within two-three weeks. Or if i'm in a good mood, once a week. but don't count your lucky stars on that. Nontheless KEEP up the good work readers
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