Hello all! So I lied, this is not the last chapter...maybe the next one will be, most likely...I am just stuck I enjoyed writing this too much! I want to thank all my readers, favoriters and to shadowdemon6 for reviewing every chapter- seriously, you are the best.
shadowdemon6: You are just too kind, thank you so much for all your support. I hope you enjoy this chapter!
So this is just pretty much all...well I want to give it away but I will not, that would be just wrong. But I am sure many could guess. Read and enjoy (and review if you so wish!)
Disclaimer: If I owned WOW...well it would be a bit different :)
"Trust me..."
"Even if we both should die and this be the end...I trust you."
...
True blue, the end of the line, reaching out to that distant horizon and seeing that light at the end of the tunnel...death. This was death.
Yet, it was not quite as he had imagined it.
Light was everywhere, it was warm, it was gentle. It held him tenderly and he so wished he could open his eyes and see it for himself, yet his eyes did not obey his wishes, so he remained sightless. Yet this vulnerability did not scare him it only brought him more peace. His entire body felt light, weighing practically naught but air. What was his existence now?
To have gone from being a blood elf mage of Silvermoon under the rule of a regent king to falling in love with his sworn enemy. What did that make him now? Should he ponder such thoughts in such a beautiful place when he felt such tranquility? Something stirred in his being, whatever he was, and he felt a rush of happiness and reached out for it.
That something wrapped around him lovingly, words of an ancient language he did not recognize were whispered soothingly, and the peace he felt then was indescribable. Living had never been this wonderful. He only hoped that wherever Wenz was, she felt this warm too, this peace he never thought imaginable. Whoever, whatever it was that was granting upon him something he did not deserve, he wished he could convey his gratitude.
Soft chuckling met him then and a rush of excitement filled him, he knew that laugh anywhere and reached out to it, vainly wishing for his eyes to open!
"Trust me," a gentle voice whispered, something caressed his face and he found himself leaning into it desperately. When had he grown so soft?
Then, as if whatever force guiding over them all granted it, his eyes blinked open and what he saw brought tears to his eyes as a smile stretched across his face.
"Trust me," the voice whispered again and he nodded his head, reached out with an arm to the golden light in the distance, letting it envelop his entire being and fill his vision with nothing but gold.
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"Should we intervene?"
"None of this ever happened, we saw nothing and will do nothing."
"So, what should I report to her father? He is distressed."
"That his daughter fell in the line of duty along with her companion."
"He will never recover from this, Narkessa took so much from him as it was."
"The Vindicator is a strong draenei, he will recover, with time."
"So the fate of Wenz Strider?"
"Wenz Strider," a long pause and a heavy sigh, "is no longer apart of this world."
"What of the bodies?"
"Come, we must share this new with her companions and relay to them that their bodies were taken by the blood elf king."
"But sir-"
"No questions, come, they have waited anxiously enough and I heard that the dwarf recently woke up."
...
Slavion found himself in a new place after waking up from being immersed in the light, and was relieved to see that his body was in one piece. The area about him was a forest, heavily wooded with thick, old trees that shadowed the forest floor letting in very little light. It was not a place he recognized and he felt apprehensive, he may be in one piece, but he was also devoid of all his magical power and weaponry. Dressed in a simple tunic of the purest of whites, he sighed sadly.
So he was still dead.
"Child...come to me." a voice whispered in the gloom, echoing about him and sending chills down his spine. Who was that?
He really had no other choice, he soon realized, seeing as the forest was caged around him save for a small pathway before him.
"To whatever end," the mage murmured striding forward determined. Wherever he was, he needed to find Wenz, and whoever this being was well that would be the first one he would ask!
The grass beneath his feet was soft, whispering about him gently as he moved down the path towards a distant light. Energy and adrenaline surged within him and he began to sprint towards it. The same feeling he had felt before was returning, that warmth and peace, all of his answers were about to be answered.
"Blood elf, come to me."
Entranced, Slavion stepped into the clearing, his eyes widening at the sight before him. A being hovered in the air, shrouded in a golden light that resonated from it in thick waves, yet it was below this figure that caught his eye instantly.
Wenz!
Lying on the ground, face relaxed as if sleeping, and dressed in attire similar to his own he found himself rushing to her but was stopped short by an invisible barrier, he banged on it frustratedly, clawing at it desperately. What if Wenz was hurt? What if something had happened to her? What was holding him back?
"Slavion Bloodfell, calm yourself."
"Easy for you to say whatever you are!" the mage protested, gesturing to the still draenei wildly, "Let me see her! Please!"
"Only if you are willing to listen."
Slavion's protests died in his throat and he stood up straight, his eyes never leaving Wenz but he nodded shortly his consent although his heart was pounding in his chest.
"Do you know who I am?"
The blood elf's eyes moved up to the hovering figure, furrowing slightly, "I do not but I can speculate- are you the Naaru?"
"You are correct. I am that which protects the draenei people and any who are deserving of my power. Such as this draenei before me, Wenz Strider."
"So she is okay then?" Slavion asked urgently, his hands fisting at his sides.
"She will be- if you will it."
"Whatever do you mean?" He retorted, frowning at the creature, folding his arms across his chest.
"As you are aware, the reason Wenz Strider is in this state is because of you. Her life is on the edge, by your choices, she will live or die."
Slavion winced, running a hand up his face tiredly, covering his eyes, "Do not remind me," he stated softly, his voice haunted, "what must I do to bring her back to life and why are you doing this at all?"
The creature, the Naaru chuckled softly, chills raced through the mage and he took a step back, "All you need to do is ask for her life to be returned. I am doing this because she asked me to in her last moments."
"So there is not a catch or anything is there? She will be completely herself again?"
The Naaru remained silent for a couple of moments, though he imagined, if the creature could smile, it would be. "Come Slavion Bloodfell, give Wenz Strider a reason to live."
Slavion's legs were moving as soon as the barrier fell, his arms wrapping about the still girl and bring her close to him, his lips inches from her ear. She was so cold, he rubbed her arm with his free hand coaxingly while tears flooded his eyes.
"What did she ask of you?" The blood elf whispered, rocking her back and forth gently, his heart pounding more painfully in his chest.
"That no matter what, you live. Even if her death was the end, but I believe her faith in you is what brought you to this point."
It was as he thought, Wenz saved him. She brought him back to life.
Shamelessly, tears ran down his face and words spilled from his mouth before he could think of anything else to do, "Wenz Strider, you saved me after I drug you through so much hell. You put blind faith in me, your supposed worst enemy, and never abandoned me or betrayed me," he sobbed softly, his tears increasing as he placed his head under her chin, rocking back and forth, "through everything, you were there for me. No one has ever done anything so pure for me. How ironic that it should be the one that is my enemy." He pulled back, his vision blurred as he ran his hands down the sides of her face.
"Come back to me, I owe you my life, please come back to me. You have showed me a world I never thought I could exist in. Even if our factions despise us for it and see us as dead, I honestly could care less," he paused, a smile working its way across his face as he leaned back down, relishing in the warmth he felt from the Naaru behind him, silently observing the scene, "you are my lazy, foul- mouthed, air headed goat and you cannot end this way. I will not allow it."
The Naaru chuckled behind him but he ignored it and imagined that it was just he and Wenz alone, his lips a breath's inch away from her own, "Wenz Strider, I do believe I love you, is that reason enough for you to return to me?" And he kissed her, praying to whatever cared that his words would be enough.
His lips molded against hers and a shudder ran through him, and just as he was about to pull back a hand was pushing on the back of his head, keeping him right where he was. He gasped softly in surprise as two eyes opened and narrowed up at him. Before he could say another word, a hand stilled his lips and she spoke softly.
"It worked, thank the Naaru." She smiled radiantly at him and he wrapped his arms about her and pulled her tight against him.
"So you heard me?" Slavion whispered, tears continuing to fall, as his hands caressed her sides gently, his face burrowing in her now warm neck.
"Every word, jerk," Wenz teased, her voice soft still as her lips pressed against one of his ears, "and especially that last part, what was that one more time?"
The blood elf pulled back, his eyes running over her face, those beautiful eyes, that teasing smile, and despite the heat that rushed to his face he replied, "I love you. More than you could possibly imagine."
The draenei giggled softly, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him close, her eyes lidded, "I can imagine, because I love you just as much." This time, as they met, lips sliding over each other's, time was not an obstacle, nor was anything for that matter. Light glowed over them, the warmth and tranquility washing over the pair as they reveled in being next to the other again, not noticing the changing of their surroundings or the gentle hum of the Naaru behind them. All they saw was each other.
Never saw that coming huh? Yeah, I am a bit predictable *siigh* oh well, I cannot complain. I really am not a fan of tragedies or sad endings, so this is my solution! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and expect to see the epilogue (maybe...I need to make up my mind...) very soon! Thank you all for you support and especially to shadowdemon6 :)
~Ever-Wandering
