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Chapter 10: A druids burden…
Zagark's hand started twitching towards his mace, his eyes turned cold as he looked at the tabard of the Scarlet Crusade. Memories of the past started to resurface as he gazed upon those red robes, upon those emotionless faces…those fake smiles.
-Flashback-
"Hurry up!" yelled a man with a silver armor and a helmet that resembled a crown on his head.
People were running and screaming; women were holding to their children and running for their and their children's life. Men were grabbing whatever weapon they could fight and retaliate, they would protect their loved ones killing the enemy and showing no mercy.
Men and women alike were falling, dying fast, some were not that lucky, they would find a slow and painful death or they would see their beloved ones killed in front of them. Children were crying as the enemy approached them and killed them with no remorse, they were crying as they saw their parents and friends dying in front of them and they couldn't do anything to help or save them.
"There too many!" shouted a woman with a green plate armor, she had silver eyes and matching silver hair.
"We need to hold them back a little longer, we're almost at the border!" shouted a rider with blue armor that had a dragon designed on it.
A child was running trying to find his parents, he looked behind and saw the horror, peoples head's were being cut off and there was nothing they could do to oppose. He started running faster and faster till he tripped on his own feet. He looked behind in horror as a skeleton approached him.
The child started crying as there was no one near to save him and he would meet the same death as everyone else. Then all of a sudden a man with black leather armor and a black mask on his face appeared behind the skeleton, he grabbed its head and did a sidekick destroying the body, he then looked at the skull that was glaring at him. The man turned around and threw the skull away hitting another skeleton and making his head fall off.
The man turned to the child who was shivering. He bent down ignoring the screams of the child and picked him up. He started running with the child in his arms telling him that everything is alright. Slowly he managed to reach the group, he looked around and saw a druid and dwarf.
The druid had a red leather helmet that resembled a crown; he had light blue chest armor, flat shoulder pads and red leather pants and boots. He had a staff in his hand. The dwarf had a plate helmet that covered his head but it showed his mouth and eyes, he had silver chest armor, pants and gloves. He had no shoulder pads, in his left hand there was a triangular shield with a claw design on it, he had a long dense sword in his right hand.
The druid and the dwarf were fighting side by side each defending their backs. The druid then turned to the man and yelled out.
"Kadal!" he called "Get your ass here!"
The man named Kadal ran towards the two, once he reached them he pulled of his mask showing a man in his late twenties.
"What's the status report?" the dwarf asked
"Grim, the Scourge is pushing hard, we already lost Julan and Rina." Kadal responded shaking his head. "We also lost ten fighters of the Dragon order, we lost Inuka and …" the man chocked on his spit and held back his tears. "…my wife…Yilka."
The dwarf scowled. "Darn ye bloody bastards!" he yelled as he cut of the head of a zombie
"Poor Rina…poor Julan…I'm sorry for your wife…" the druid said "We shouldn't stick here." he told them as he looked around and pushed his staff in a skeleton's head making it pop of its body and roll away.
Kadal nodded. "What is your order sir?" he asked
"Pull back!" shouted the druid "Everyone fall back to Andorhal!" he shouted
"Zagark what about Darrowshire?" asked the man
The druid scowled. "Damn it…" he looked behind the man were the bridge and road would lead towards Darrowshire.
"There's nothin' we can do for 'em now." said the dwarf "Let's move."
The man nodded and held the child tight in his arms as he started running towards the village of Andorhal. Zagark turned towards the dwarf and both of them then turned to look at the incoming legions of undead.
"Stall 'em?" asked the dwarf
The druid nodded and started chanting. He moved his open palm towards a large creature that had two heads, three hands each holding a axe, his stomach was open and his insides were visible.
"Moonfire!" the druid shouted and a pillar of dark blue light shot from the sky and hit the creature making a hole in it. The creature dropped dead on the ground.
The druid then put his palm on his head and murmured. "Barkskin." braches appeared around him and started circling him, the braches then thickened and became hard as steel. The druid then looked at a mass of skeletons and zombies that were marching towards them.
"The sky darkens, the sky roars and punishes the offenders, Mother Nature show your wrath on my enemies, let the sky roar in power, let the thunder fall!" the druid chanted, he opened his left palm and raised it towards the sky, lighting started to appear in his palms as the sky suddenly darkened and clouds appeared. Then there was a thunder, and another, and then the clouds concentrated in just one spot and lighting started moving towards the ground striking the marching undead forces.
The skeletons charged faster forgetting about the slow zombies. The dwarf jumped in front of the druid that was channeling the spell and raised his sword. The first skeleton came, the dwarf cut its head of, a sword was lowered and the dwarf blocked the attack with his shield, he then spun and did a side-slash destroying the skeletons body.
A skeleton jumped behind the druid and lowered his axe to cut, the axe stopped above the druids head as the braches circulating the druid appeared above his head to block the attack. The dwarf appeared above the skeleton and lowered his sword with force obliterating the walking dead.
The druid finished chanting his spell and the clouds started disappearing, he looked at the dwarf and nodded towards him. The dwarf nodded back and they started running in the same direction Kadal had run. The druid glanced behind and narrowed his eyes as he saw a horse, the horse was dead, its skull visible. The rider had white hair, a dark blue mask over his face, light blue armor on his with skeletal heads on it and dark blue clothing underneath the armor. On his back there was a black sword, its hilt resembled bat wings, the blade was dense and glowing black.
The druid looked in front of him not wanting to look behind, this is the first death knight he had seen in all his life and he hasn't been scared before like this. The death knight gave the most dangerous aura he had ever sensed, the smell of death coming from his was choking him. The druid didn't want to look behind anymore, he started praying to Elune and hoping that she would save the refugees and help them hold back the advancing armies of the Scourge.
-End flashback-
"Finia!" said the king as he opened his arms to embrace his daughter in a hug. The girl smiled and ran up to her father. Naruto jumped out of Finia's arms before she was caught in the hug. He sat down next to her leg waving his tail.
"It's so good to see you again Finia." her father said
"It's good to be back home father…but…" said Finia as she looked at the Crusade members
The king realized what she was meaning and smiled. "You don't need to worry, they changed their ideals and decided to join us." he said
Naruto's clone and Zagark decided to walk up then. The King looked at the druid and recognized him, it wasn't hard after all. The druid had a reputation that surpassed him, he was known all over Azeroth for his deeds, much like other heroes that now fight in Outland against the Burning Legion.
The king then looked at 'Naruto' and narrowed his eyes as he saw he was a rogue, he didn't quite trust rogues from the first sight. He looked at the blonde skeptical. The clone decided to talk and introduce himself.
"Naruto Uzumaki." the clone said as he bowed down
The King nodded. "Tandus Wrynn, king of Stormwind."
"A pleasure to meet you." the clone said with another bow
The king looked at the boy, a smile creped on his face as he realized that the boy wasn't that bad for a rogue. Finia decided to speak up as well.
"Father, Naruto here is the guard that did most of the protecting." she said smiling
"He did?" the king asked as he looked over the blonde boy
The real Naruto in the mean time studied the Crusade members, he could see an evil glint in their eyes, he didn't like this not one bit. Now he understood what everyone had meant that something dark is happening.
Naruto walked up to Finia and raised his paw and touched her leg. The girl looked down at Naruto and realized that she wasn't holding him anymore. She smiled and picked him up and held him in her arms stroking his fur.
"And what is this?" asked the king looking over the little fox
Finia turned to her father and smile. "His name is…"
"Byakko." said Naruto slowly so only Finia could hear him. (1)
"Byakko…" she conclude smiling
"What does that mean?" asked the king.
"It means spirit fox." responded the druid still tense "Little Byakko here belongs to a clan of foxes from Teldrasill that are protected by our mistress, it is said that they hold some powers and bless the ones that they deem worthy."
Zagark looked at the Crusade members and saw a sparkle in their eyes, he narrowed his eyes as he mentally cursed himself for what he said, he shouldn't have said that, now he made more problems for Naruto.
"Interesting." said a man belonging to the Scarlet Crusade
"Can we hold him?" asked a robed man also belonging to the Crusade.
Finia narrowed her eyes as she looked at them and held Naruto tighter in her arms. "I'm sorry but I still don't trust you to leave Byakko in your hands." she told them
The king shook his head. "Finia darling, you must understand they are no longer evil."
"I will understand that once I deem it is true." she said with a pout
The king shook his head but didn't say anything else in that matter. "Well then, we should get going, to the palace." he said and turned around
Everyone followed the king as he was walking towards the palace. Finia was right behind her father glancing behind from time to time and glaring at the Scarlet soldiers that would look at Naruto like he was some source of power.
On the way to the palace the druid grabbed Naruto's clone and disappeared from the group. No one saw as he did that, Zagark wanted to run and find his friends and make sure that they are alright.
The king looked behind and saw that the boy and the druid weren't following anymore. He shrugged thinking that they didn't want to stick around and that they had other things to deal with.
As Zagark was running through the streets with the clone behind him he saw many Scarlet members, too many in fact, it was like they had moved their base of operation in Stormwind. He didn't like it one bit. He started running faster as he didn't want to make any more mistakes. His mind was already to full with past events that could have been avoided.
-Flashback-
The druid and the dwarf ran and ran; they ran till they reached a farm. They saw the house was surrounded by skeletons and zombies; they looked at the barn that was completely destroyed. They wanted to ignore the skeletons and whatever purpose they had for surrounding the house when they heard someone cry for help from inside the house.
They stopped and looked at the house. They saw a woman at the window calling for them to save her. The dwarf scowled as he knew that the druid couldn't stand back and watch someone die, he knew that he would charge any second. True to his thoughts the druid held his staff tighter and charged the masses of undead ignoring the fact that they might slaughter him in any second.
The dwarf shook his head and charged after the druid to save his skin again. The druid's movements alerted the skeletons that turned to face him and then charged him. The druid started chanting and concentrating on his body.
"Swift as the wind, silent as the leaf in the wind, eyes that catch any movement, watchers of the night grant me the power of the panthers." he said as his body shifted into one of a panther.
The druid then let out a powerful growl and started moving faster. He jumped up and landed on top a skeleton, he bit its head ripping it from the body and spit it out; he jumped down and bit the next skeleton ripping its leg and making it fall. The druid saw a axe lowering down towards him and he jumped to the side, he bit the hand of the axe wielding skeleton and ripped it of.
The druid then jumped on the skeleton making it fall on its back and started mutilating its bones with his claws. When he saw another axe coming down on him he jumped of the skeleton letting the axe fall on the skeleton that he had clawed. The druid then jumped on another skeleton and started clawing it.
The dwarf finally reached the middle of the battle and raised his sword. He started cutting through the zombies and the skeletons like butter, he would raise his shield to defend himself against any attack that my come towards him. The dwarf saw the druid running towards the house; he started cutting the enemies that were blocking his path towards the house.
The druid ran in the house whose door had been destroyed by three zombies, they had entered the house just a few minutes ago and the druid was desperate to reach the woman in time before she would be mutilated by the zombies and transformed into one of them.
The dwarf stopped at the houses entrance and started holding his ground against the legions of undead. A massive axe dropped on his shield shattering it, the dwarf cursed and unsheathed his second sword which he had it attached to his waist just in case things like this would happen. The dwarf started spinning his swords blocking every single attack and destroying anything that wasn't alive and came too close to him.
The druid ran upstairs in his cat form; he had heard a woman's scream and hoped he wasn't too late. Once he got up he saw two of the three zombies mutilating a woman's body. The druid narrowed his eyes and jumped on one of the zombies back and started clawing it and ripping its flesh with his own teeth. Once he was sure the zombie was dead he jumped on the second zombie and bit its arm, he put his pawn on the zombies chest and ripped the arm of. Then he started clawing the undead till it dropped dead.
The druid turned his attention to the hallway of the second floor and ran trying to find the last zombie to finish him off. He heard a woman's scream coming from the corner. He ran were he heard the scream and when he got there he saw a man with a long sword, a light yellow plate armor and a golden shield cutting the zombies head of. The druid recognized the man as being one of the paladin's of the Holy Order.
The paladin looked at the druid and nodded. "At last some help."
The druid nodded his head and shifted back into his elf form. "When did you get here?"
"I was injured in the previous battles and the ladies here nursed me back to health." he answered "I tried to save Miss Dana but this filth appeared and tried to harm Miss Hafla." the paladin said as he motioned towards a woman in the corner of the room shivering.
The druid walked up to her and gave her a hand. She accepted the hand and sat up shakily. "Come, we will help you get out of here." the druid said reassuringly
"W-what ha-happened to m-my sister?" she asked stuttering
The druid shook his head. "I'm sorry, I couldn't save her."
The woman started crying, the druid looked at the paladin that put his helmet back on his head. The paladin looked at the druid. "You take Miss Hafla; I will hold the demons back."
The druid nodded understanding what he was meaning. He picked up the woman and held her in his arms. They ran out the door in the hallway. They ran to the stairs were the body of the other woman was. They started walking down the stairs when they heard a chilling scream. They turned around and looked with wide eyes at the body of the mutilated woman as her spirit rose.
"Dana?" asked the woman in the druid's arms
The spirit looked at her so called sister and yelled, it was a yell that send a chill down everyone's spines, and the yell rotted them in place in fear. Neither the druid nor the paladin had seen such a thing before in their life. The spirit then started floating towards them, the woman started shaking more and more in fear as the spirit approached them. The druid shook himself out of the fear that had taken over him for a second and jumped back avoiding the spirits claw like hand.
The paladin jumped in front of the druid and lowered his sword in the spirits head. The sword cut like it was flesh and the spirit yelled out in pain. The paladin then did a vertical slash and cut the head of the spirit of; the body then exploded in a bright white light and disappeared. The woman buried her head in the druid's chest crying over her sister whose spirit she had seen dying right in front of her.
The dwarf was having some trouble, he was getting tired faster and faster and the skeletons and zombies just kept coming, and if it wasn't enough strange spirits started rising from the ground and attacking him. Sure he could cut them and kill them but they were so many and came from so many sides that he was tiring faster and faster. Heck the spirits could walk between walls as well so running in the house and trying to barricade himself and the druid inside would be a stupid idea.
The dwarf heard foot steps behind him, he was about to turn around when a paladin jumped in front of him and threw a golden hammer in one of the skeletons. The hammer hit the skeleton then it bounced to the one next to him and then next one and next one, finally stopping at the fifth skeleton. Every time it hit a golden light would incinerate the skeletons destroying them.
"Gods that watch upon us, light that shines upon us and guides us, oh holy light that always guided us through the path of truth, show your might and burn this beings." the paladin chanted as he stretched his left arm above his head and a golden light appeared in his palm. Then all around him a golden cloud formed that shot around him incinerating the undead, the undead started moving around aimlessly trying to make the holy flames extinguish. It was futile; one by one the undead's dropped on the ground dead, never to rise again.
The paladin glanced over at the dwarf, he nodded and the dwarf and the dwarf nodded back at him. They held their blades tighter and charged at the same time the masses to make an escape route. The dwarf jumped in the middle of a group of skeletons and moved his blades to the side, he started spinning till he became a blur, and his swords were cutting anything that got to close. Once he stopped spinning he jumped on a skeleton and destroyed it with his swords, he charged the next one and once he was done with that one he picked a new target.
The paladin had only one sword but it was enough, the sword was massive, with his shield he would defend himself, he would swing the sword with great force on the undead taking down three in one go. The paladin would sometimes move his open palm towards an undead and the undead would suddenly be ignited in a golden flame destroying its body. The druid and the dwarf would hear him mutter 'Exorcism' just before the flames would entangle the undead.
The druid looked around trying to find a way out of the masses; he had to save the woman who was weeping in on his chest. He looked behind him and narrowed his eyes as a skeleton was running towards him.
"Mother Nature let your roots grow and entangle your enemies." he said "Entangling roots!" he shouted as he moved his open palm towards the incoming undead, roots shot out of the ground and entangled the undead holding him in place. The druid then slowly closed his hand to a fist and the roots constricted the skeleton destroying it.
The druid looked towards the road and saw the death knight accompanied by two liches. He narrowed his eyes.
"We got to get out of here!" he shouted
The paladin looked at the death knight and knew that they won't be able to escape if they run, even if they would run through the woods the death knight would catch up and kill them with just a swing of the sword. The paladin looked at the druid and then at the woman that was looking at him with teary eyes.
"Thank you for nursing me back to health Miss Hafla." he said, he then looked at the druid "Get out of here, I will stall him."
"No you idiot!" shouted the druid "He is a death knight; you can't hold your ground against him!"
"Forget about me and run!" shouted the paladin "Run to Lordaeron and seek refugee there." and with that he charged the death knight ignoring the cries of the woman that pleaded him to stop.
The druid scowled and motioned for the dwarf to follow. The dwarf complied and he followed the druid as he sped towards the forest carrying the crying woman. The dwarf glanced behind and saw the paladin fighting a legion of undead all by himself and getting stabbed and cut. The last thing he saw before the trees blocked his view was the paladin on his knees looking at the death knight and the death knight cutting his head with a move of him sword.
Unknown to the dwarf the druid had also seen the death of the paladin and couldn't help but feel that he was the one to blame for his death. He could have stayed behind and try to stall while the paladin would carry the woman and run away. But now it was too late, the Holy Order had lost another paladin and this one looked like a powerful one, if the death knight had killed him like that it only meant that nothing would stop them.
He looked towards the direction Lordaeron is and prayed to reach Andorhal in time and take the refugee's to the capital city and ask for help. He heard that the prince, Arthas had returned from Northland three months ago and he had defeated a army such as this with a mystical sword of great power. He hoped that the prince would save them and that he would stop this invasion.
-End flashback-
Finia had followed her father till they reached the palace. Once inside the guards waited outside and they made their way to the throne room as her father wanted her to meet her new teacher. She didn't know why her father wanted her to study more, she hand learned as much as a priest needed to learn to be ready to fight.
As they walked inside the throne room Finia saw a woman with a red chapeau on her head, she had white hair that reached down to her shoulders; she had black eyes and red marking around her eyes. She had a red robe, red boots and gloves and a staff in her hands.
The king walked to the end of the room and sat at his throne, he looked at Finia.
"Finia, this is High Inquisitor Sally Whitemane." Tandus said
The woman gave the girl a smile. "It's good to finally meet you, your father speaks high of you." she said as she extended her hand to shake hers.
Finia hesitantly shook the woman's hand. "Thanks…umm…likewise." said Finia uncertain
"Now Finia remember that I told you that you will have a new mentor?" the girls father asked
The girl nodded. "Yes…what about it?" she asked
"Well Whitemane here was happy to take you as her pupil." the king said making Finia narrow her eyes and Naruto growl.
The woman then saw the little fox in the girl's hands. "What a cute fox…" she looked in Naruto's eyes, the blonde boy looked at the woman and saw something evil in the back of her eyes, and he let out enough killer intent only for the woman to feel.
The woman's eyes widened as she felt a killer intent coming from the fox and a strange power she had never felt before. "Where did you get this animal?" she asked
"A friend gave it to me." retorted Finia holding Naruto tight like the woman would try and take him away from her.
"And this friend of yours…who was he?" Whiteman asked
"What do you mean?" asked Finia suspiciously
"Well, what was his stature, where did he get the fox?" she asked kindly
The girl narrowed her eyes. "Why should I tell you?" she asked rudely
"Now Finia be nice, she is your tutor." the king said
"Why should I?" asked Finia angrily
"Well darling." the woman said "Your father didn't tell you yet but you will not study here, we will study at the Scarlet Monastery." she said with a smile on her face
Naruto had seen those kind of smiles before, they didn't mean anything good, from all his experience when he was beaten and tortured and people would say that they would help him but in fact they would deceive him. He knew all about that kind of people and this woman was a liar, Naruto growled more at the woman.
"Finia tell your pet to stop this behavior." commanded her father
Finia raised Naruto up a little and planted a kiss on his head and told him to stay quiet. The blonde boy hesitantly stopped growling and then just stayed silent and watched as the events unfolded. Finia looked up at her father and then at the woman and started throwing daggers.
"I will not go there." she said
"Finia this is for your own good and for you to learn more." her father told her
"You won't find anyone more capable and more powerful than me." the woman said
"No, I will not go." the girl said as she turned her head to the side
"Finia, you will go and that is an order." her father said raising his voice
Finia gasped at her father's outburst, he never shouted at her. This was the first time he had ever shouted at her and it scared her. This wasn't the father that had raised her and loved her all her life. This wasn't like him.
The woman smiled and decided to add a little more to the girls shock. "Don't worry you will be home in time for your wedding." she said in a 'as a matter of fact' tone
The girl narrowed her eyes and looked at her father shocked, the blonde boy perked his ears wondering what the woman had meant. Finia looked at her father that just stayed in that seat like nothing had happened, she waited for an explanation.
"Yes…" said the king "You are engaged." he told the girl whose heart stopped.
"W-w-what?" she asked stuttering and hoping she didn't hear right, or that she was imagining all of this.
"You are engaged to the boy of one of the noble clans of Stormwind." he told her
"You don't mean…"
"Yes I mean him, he is the only boy in the entire clans and you will marry him to strengthen the city and the clan." said the king
Finia was shaking in despair. "But … he … he doesn't even care about…"
"About what?" asked her father "He is a good man and this pact was made six moths ago, we cannot back it up anymore."
Tears started to form in the girls eyes. "But why?" she asked "I don't love him!" she shouted "He cares only for power!"
"Don't raise your voice at me!" shouted the king back
Finia gasped again, this wasn't like her father. "It has been settled, deal with it." Finia looked up in her fathers eyes that turned cold. She started crying and ran out of the throne room to her bedroom leaving a smirking woman and a emotionless king behind.
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Zagark looked everywhere, he even shook the Scarlet Crusade of his tail but he still didn't find them. He was reaching the moment of despair, they couldn't have died, they just couldn't.
The druid ran in the park district of the city and looked around in desperation. He ran in every pub there was, he looked in every tailor and leatherworking shop and still couldn't find them. He looked in their secret place to see if they had left him a message but there was nothing. He checked his bank to see if they left him a mail there but there was nothing.
The druid was reaching the point of despair more and more, he had already lost too many friends, he couldn't lose the old man, and he couldn't lose Triniar as well.
-Flashback-
The druid and the dwarf had run as fast as they could, everything was silent; the only sounds that could be heard were the sobs of the woman and the words of the druid that was trying to calm the woman down. They looked around the forest and realized that they were getting closer and closer to Andorhal, the forces should be ready there, and they should be organized already and once they get there everything should go smoother.
They had been taken by surprise when dead started rising from the ground in the city of Stratholme. As they taken as many survivors as they could they ran out of the city through the secret exit, once outside they were again attacked by more and more undead. On the way more soldiers have died, more refugees have lost their lives.
As they started exiting the forest they ran up towards the top of a hill, once on top they gazed upon Andorhal. Their eyes widen at the sight. The druid fell on the ground on his knees and was fighting back his tears. The village of Andorhal was in ruins, every building was in flames. They could still see soldiers fighting trying to buy time for the refugees. One by one they would fall by the hands of the undead and then they would arise as skeletons or mindless zombies and kill their own friends, teammates, or family.
The druid got back on his feet and looked around, he saw a cavalier of the Holy Order running out of Andorhal carrying a baby in his hands. The druid ran down towards the cavalier, said cavalier hearing something approach him unsheathed his sword and got ready, he relaxed a little when he saw the druid and the dwarf.
"What do you want?" the cavalier asked
The druid approached him. "Please take her and get her to safety, I have to help the people in Andorhal."
The cavalier looked at the crying woman and then back at the village and shook his head. "Don't go in there, the village is lost, run to Lordaeron, it's our only salvation." he said
The druid put the woman down on her feet and the cavalier helped her mount up on the back of his horse. The druid took his staff in his hands and shook his head.
"Just get out of here and save her and what you are already carrying, I have to do this." the druid said as he ran towards the burning village, his blue cape moving behind him as the wind blew and as he ran.
"Fool!" shouted the cavalier as he sped away. The dwarf cursed again and became worried, if the druid ran in the village it could only mean that the team he was leading was still in there. He started running after the druid, or at least trying to find him as the druid disappeared in the rumble.
The druid was running through the village trying to avoid any unnecessary fights. He looked left and right and could only see soldiers die by the hands of the undead. There was nothing he could to do save them, everything was lost, and he could only hope that the people he was searching for were still alive.
The druid suddenly saw a group of fighter in front of the village's main building fighting of masses of undead and trying to save the refugees that were inside. The druid ran towards the group of brave fighters. A man with silver plate armor and a helmet that resembled a crown, a female night elf with silver hair and a bow in her hands, a old man with blue robes and a man with a shield that had the design of a dragon on it.
The druid started swinging his staff hitting the undead in his way and trying to make his way towards the team he was suppose to lead. He looked in front of him and saw a massive skeleton raising his sword to strike, before the skeleton could lower the sword something crashed into him and sent him flying away. The druid looked and saw the dwarf smirking behind his mask.
The dwarf then started clearing the way with the druid behind that was giving him spell support. They looked at the entrance of the building and saw that more soldiers came out; there were thirty men and women defending the building. They all looked tired and that they would fall any second, but their eyes said otherwise, they still held power and determination.
The dwarf managed to clear the way for him and the druid and reached the group. The druid ran in the middle of them inspecting each and everyone one of them making sure none of them was injured. They had already lost three priests and two druids, he and a female elf were the last of the druids alive and they only had one more priest.
Seeing no injured the druid started looking at their faces to see who was dead and who wasn't, he saw Kadal inside the building with the child he had saved holding him in a hug while the boy was crying on his shoulder because of the fear.
The druid turned his attention towards the battle, he saw a mage that jumped in the middle of the masses and raised his arm, a blue energy shot all around him and froze the enemy in place, the mage then ran out of there while the other two mages were calling down ice shards from the sky and a warlock was calling down fireballs from the sky.
He looked over and saw the elf hunter firing arrows and hitting every target in the head and finishing it in just one shot. He looked at the priest that was healing everyone, the same with the druid. He saw two paladins that were also helping with the healing of the wounded.
The druid suddenly felt a cold breeze, he looked up to the hill were he was just a few minutes ago and his eyes narrowed as he saw the death knight there with a lich that was breathing ice out of his mouth.
"We got to get out of here!" the druid shouted
Everyone looked up at the hill and narrowed their eyes when they saw the death knight and the lich. A ruckus started as everyone was disorganized and was trying to get away from the coming death. The refugees forgot of the undead and some were stupid to run away without protection, needless to say that they were killed in a matter of seconds and turned to mindless slaves of whoever was controlling them.
"Everyone calm down, we need to get organized!" yelled the druid in despair, this wasn't what he was ordered to do, and this was nothing that he could handle. Three druids, a rogue and a hunter were sent to the Easter Kingdoms to see how the humans were fairing, they had come across the dwarfs and the druid made a friends amongst one of them and then all of a sudden all this happened and the former leader of Stratholme placed him as the leader of the escape group. This wasn't what he wanted, he never experienced such a thing before, and this wasn't something he could handle.
Strangely everyone started to organize, Kadal ran up to the druid. "Please hold him." he said as he handed the child he carried for so long to the druid
The druid took the young boy in his arms, the boy was a little reluctant to leave the man's embrace but he had no choice. Kadal took out his dagger and like a madman he jumped in the middle of the undead to buy time. He started cutting everything that came in his path, he would kick them away, cut throats and head of.
"Father!" yelled a little boy around the age of five or six. Zagark looked to were the little boy was looking and saw that one of the mages had been stabbed in the heart and then decapitated.
The druid saw the little boy running towards his falling father. "No don't!" shouted the druid as he ran up to the boy. The boy was grabbed by the hunter and stopped. The boy was crying his heart out as he just lost maybe his only family. The druid walked up to the boy and picked him up, he swung him over his shoulder holding him with one hand and then he swung the child Kadal had carried over his other shoulder and held him with his other hand.
"Retreat!" shouted the druid and everyone started running away.
The druid looked behind as they were running and saw that the undead had brought three catapults that were throwing bodies and bones on the city to spread the plague. The druid looked for Kadal and saw the man in front of him cutting through the ranks of the undead and finishing them off.
The group made it out of the village but ten more had died, the priest was dead, two paladins had died, one mage died and one warlock died. They had also lost two human rogues and three warriors. Their numbers were short; the other druid was too tired to continue healing, same as the paladin. In fact they were all too tired to continue fighting.
The druid started wondering why Lordaeron hadn't responded if the prince returned three months ago with the news of the undead raising. Something was strange and the druid couldn't shake the feeling that everything is lost and their struggle in is vain.
Suddenly a skeleton jumped behind him and was ready to stab him. Kadal jumped in between and parried the attack. "Razor sharp asshole!" he shouted as he stabbed the skeleton in the eyes and destroyed its skull, the child he had saved watched in awe at what he did and what he had risked to save everyone.
The man turned around and started running after the group, the druid could hear the boy whose father just die cry over the loss. He also heard when the boy said that he would seek revenge. The druid couldn't help but feel that this was his fault again, if he had paid more attention and made sure that they move organized this wouldn't have happened.
He was sent here to get alliance with the humans, dwarfs and gnomes against the orc's that were cutting their forest, the orc's had appeared only six or eight months ago, just a month after the prince left for Northland, it was strange that the orc's appeared like that, but it nerved them that they were cutting down their forest, it was sacred and they wouldn't stand for it.
After running a little more they reached a narrow area between the mountains, it was the passage towards Tirisfal Glades, it was the infamous Bulwark. As they got there they stopped to catch they breath, they passed the mountains after that and entered Tirisfal but instead of green plains and green trees, to their horror, the grass and trees were dead, bodies were everywhere.
"What…happened here?" asked a soldier
"Oh my god…" gasped a woman
"This is strange." Kadal said "And the strangest thing is that the undead attacked from behind in Andorhal, just what is happening?" he asked
Suddenly an arrow landed behind them, they narrowed their eyes as they saw the undead marching towards them. The druid put the two boys down and looked at everyone.
"Alright we don't know what happened here but I will not let anyone else die." he said with confidence
"What will we do?" asked the remaining mage
"The only thing we can, we will defeat these monsters and then we will guide the refugees to the second human capital, the capital of Stormwind." the druid answered
"Why there?" asked a refugee
"I have a bad feeling something happened with Lordaeron." the druid answered sadly
"We don't care what you think!" shouted a refugee "We need to get out of here and Lordaeron is the safest place!"
"You idiot shut up!" shouted the hunter "People died to defend you, you will follow the leaders orders!" she said angrily
"Shut up everyone!" the druid shouted "They are coming, we need to defend everyone!"
There was a chorus of agreement and everyone got ready. Twenty brave fighters stood between the undead army and the refugees. The undead charged in full force and the defenders started fighting like their own lives depended on it.
In truth their lives was now meaningless, they could have left the refugees behind a long time ago if they wanted to survive. The moment Andorhal had fallen everything, all hope of survival was lost, all they could do know is make sure that the refugees survive. Five hundred refugees, they all had to survive, children, women, men, elders, they had to survive, it was the least they could do now.
The defenders fought bravely, though they were only twenty and the enemy outnumbered them they didn't out skill them. The defenders knew what they were fighting for and with what they were fighting, there was no way they could lose now. This was the last stand and they would make sure that everyone would be alright.
Hours passed, the hunter ran out of arrows and was forced to fight with her swords, everyone was on the edge of their strengths, and the druid started healing despite the fact that he wasn't a healing druid. Everyone was praying for salvation to come, for someone, for an army to come and save them
Then as if their prayers were heard a army started approaching from Lordaeron it seemed. They all had a tabard with a flame (2) on it. Everyone started cheering and clapping, they were saved.
Then, their hopes and prayers turned to horror and shock as the first rider cut the head of a refugee of and the started attacking the rest. The druid did the only thing he could do at that moment.
"Defend the refugees!" he shouted "Kill the so called reinforcements! Scatter in half!"
The group split, half of the defenders engaged a desperate fight with the riders, the other half engaged in a desperate fight with the undead.
"Boy!" shouted Kadal as he saw a rider approaching him. He ran up to the boy and jumped at him; he grabbed the boy and rolled on the ground avoiding the attack.
"Hide in the bushes." he said as the boy nodded and ran behind a bush. The man took his daggers out and glared at the rider. "What the fuck are you doing?" he shouted
"They are all undead in disguise, we are the Scarlet Crusade, and we will eradicate the Scourge!" he shouted as he charged Kadal
Kadal gritted his teeth and took a pill out of his punch, he threw it on the ground under his feet and it exploded covering him with smoke. When the smoke cleared the man wasn't there anymore. The rider looked around trying to see were he disappeared. Then all of a sudden a blade pierced his skull.
"Feel my cold steel." said the cold voice of Kadal behind the rider.
The rider fell on the ground dead and Kadal attacked the next Scarlet Crusade member, the new enemy in his eyes, they were eviler than the undead, these guys were alive and they were killing their own brethren.
The druid looked around at what was happening, refugees were going down like flies. He started chanting for his spells assisting on both sides, killing both undead and Scarlet members. He was sweating hard, his men were dying and he couldn't do anything to save them.
Another hour had passed, the undead forces were defeated, the Scarlet forces were defeated, but the price was a hard one. The druid and the dwarf looked in shock, horror and despair as three hundred bodies lay on the ground, fourteen brave men and woman that the druid commanded had died.
"Zagark?" a voice came
The druid looked to the source of the sound. He saw the hunter holding her side. She had battled the Scarlet forces. The druid dropped his staff and ran up to her.
"Semina!" he yelled
When the druid reached the hunter she dropped on her knees holding her side. The druid helped her lay on the ground and studied the wound, it was deep and he was drained, he couldn't heal her, he couldn't heal a wound like that.
The dwarf kneeled next to the druid and took out some bandages. "Hold still." he said as he started wrapping the bandages around her. "There…all done." he said as he got up and walked towards the druid. "It won't help, I'm sorry." he said as he walked away
The druid knew what he meant, the wound was too deep and the hunter would die sooner or later. The druid started fighting back his tears again but this time with no success, the hunter raised her hand up and removed his helmet and started passing her hand on his cheek wiping the tears away.
Kadal was limping on the battlefield looking around. He was trying to find the young boy. "Boy!" he shouted, he prayed that he managed to survive. His prayer was answered and a small boy came out of the bushes and ran up to him.
"There you are." he said as he smiled and ruffled the boy's hair.
"You alright mister?" he asked
Kadal nodded. "You don't need to worry for me." he said with a chuckled "I will be alright." but it truth he won't, he was dying, just like the hunter.
The druid didn't analyze anything, he couldn't do anything, he was at a loss of words, before him the woman he loved was dying and he as a druid there was nothing he could do. A small child walked up to him and put his hand on his shoulder. The druid looked at him while holding the hunter in his arms. It was the boy whose father died before his eyes.
The boy kneeled next to the druid and looked at the hunter who smiled softly at him. "Look after Zagark when you grow up for me." she said as she stroke the boy's hair "I can see you will get strong, learn from the past but don't lock yourself in the past." she said
The boy nodded. The woman then looked up and the druid and entangled him in a hug. The druid returned the hug without hesitation, he held her like it was the last time, he knew this was the last time he would hug her. He started crying as he realized that. This was his entire fault, he never should have asked her to come with him to the Eastern Kingdoms.
"There, there, it's alright." she said
The druid shook his head. "No its not…you're dying and it's my entire fault."
"It isn't your fault." she said softly
"It is, I never should have told you to come with me." he said sadly
She broke the embrace and looked into his eyes. "I'm happy I came here, I got to see many things and I got to spend time with you, if I would have stayed behind and you would have died here think of how I would have felt."
The druid lowered his head in sadness. She continued talking. "Don't get down, remember the happy moments and don't let the dark ones blind your judgment, don't hide yourself and don't ever change."
She then moved up to him and planted her lips on the druids. They shared a long passionate kiss, the last one they would ever share. When they parted the hunter looked one last time at her lovers eyes before she put her head on his chest and closed her eyes.
"Never change…never stop loving because of this." she said as she slowly drifted to sleep with a peaceful smile on her face. But she would never awake from that sleep, the druid had seen her for the last time, but he had at least seen her with a smile on her face.
The druid started crying over the loss for a good half an hour. When he did stop he looked at the boy that had stood next to him the entire time. "What's your name boy?" he asked
The boy looked up at him. "Demile." he said
The druid nodded with a smile. "Well Demile, how would you like it if we become friends and I help you in this world?" he asked
The boy's eyes lit up and he nodded happily, he was an orphan now but there was someone there willing to look after him and give him what a boy needs. He hugged the druid and started crying with him, each of them over their own loss.
A few hours later Kadal had died after he told the boy he saved the things a rogue does, about the dreams he accomplished and those he didn't, about his fears such as dying without friends, he told him about his life and made the boy promise he will get strong. The boy promised he will. Kadal had died with a smile just like the hunter. The boy took it hard; he took the death of the one that saved him hard.
-End Flashback-
When they left the battlefield, only four brave fighters were alive, two hundred refugees survived. The druid had carried his beloved all the way to Stormwind, he was right when he said that something happened to Lordaeron, he had even seen it, and the former capital was in flames, bodies everywhere and undead lurking everywhere. Their destination that day changed to Stormwind, Kadal's body was carried by the night elf rogue, and Semina was carried all the way by the druid. Once in Stormwind they used a portal to transport to Darnassus were the buried the hunter, the rogue was buried in Stormwind, the little boy, Demile followed Zagark in Darnassus were he learned for four years how to become a mage and then he continued his studies in Stormwind.
Many things happened that day, people had died and factions were created, but the major things were the birth of a new mage, Demile and the birth of a new and powerful rogue that started seeking the death of the Scourge, that day the rogue Razor was born. It was fifty years ago.
"DEMILE!" shouted Zagark in the canals district of Stormwind as he couldn't find the boy he had promised to help all those years ago.
A/N: Well this was most a flashback chapter about the past of the druid, Zagark. I think you all know who the dwarf is. Yep as you figured Razor comes from there, it's just that Zagark doesn't remember who he is. Also, four survived, a druid, a warrior, a rogue and …? Wonder what hehe.
Well what will happen next chapter with Naruto and Finia…hmm…
(1) Byakko also means Spirit fox, I rechecked and I was right
(2) Rechecked and the Scarlet Crusade has a tabard with a flame, not a flaming leaf, sorry for my mistake.
Btw, I made up the chanting, there is no actual chanting in World of Warcraft
And again Btw, those that play and/or know the history of World of Warcraft and Warcraft, know that I had changed the time lines a little...for example Archimonde was killed 45 years ago, Illidan ran to Outland 43 years ago, Dark Portal opened 5 years ago