AN: I just got Warcraft 3, beat it already and I just started on the expansion, there is a rumor about a second expansion coming for it, and I hope they fit the aspect dragons into it, I am rather ticked off that they made Alextraza green in WC3 though! She's supposed to be RED!
The Sithspawn-Thanks, I am finishing this, though it keeps on unfolding more ways to expand this merger.
Destiny's Dragon-Yep, I'm still working on speeding up my updates to my stories, but school, life, and everything else seems to keep putting everything in my way from any decent writing time recently.
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Deathwing smiled as he soured higher into the sky, watching the fires beneath burning bright in testament to his capabilities, and yet he felt empty now, his memories incomplete, fractured, but a familiar power was nearby.
He cleared his head and dove as the presence left him before he could place it, yet it felt cold to his mind, a danger, but one that could wait until he was wanting to fight.
Chaos ruled the night, power flooded through him as he dove lower back over the city to watch the carnage.
The great dragon wondered why he was there, the city itself felt like the Orc's portal, let malignant, as if it was decaying and the wound in the fabric of space had become infected, it felt wrong and he knew that his own power wouldn't be enough to close it, and none of the spells he knew could do that anyway, he'd probably have an easier time opening the rift rather than closing it, and the sensation he got from it now would make that definitely something he didn't want, he may be evil in the eyes of some, but he definitely wasn't stupid.
He turned his senses away from the town to search for things that he had known, and a smile crossed his lips as he felt something nearby that would be helpful. A goblin tribe had set up camp nearby, and he always enjoyed that race, even though they were...well...eccentric, to put it nicely. But they always seemed to keep him from feeling bad about anything, though he was mildly surprised that they were still living, and not blown to the next life with their experiments.
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A man stood in a hidden tower watching the proceedings on the Hellmouth, with Kirin Tor broken and the nation of Dalaran scattered to the winds, he had been bored, most of the mages that still existed weren't capable of nearing his power.
A humanoid form appeared besides him.
"Well," he said to the being, "It's been some time since you came to visit, it's been even longer since I last saw you take human form Alextraza."
"Yes it has Rhonan," the dragon responded with a laugh, "But I come with urgent news."
"If this is about our living WMD," the last mage of the mighty Kinin Tor responded with a grimace, "I already know, and yes I agree that I shouldn't be involved directly with him, I couldn't do this impartially."
"Do you think that your wife could get word to Aleria that she is to watch the boy when the spell ends, the sword chose him to be the heir of the dark one, but this spell puts a complications into it."
"In more ways than one, he is the descendant of Jaina Proudmoore."
"Does he have the talent?"
"Possibly, if so then it would not be a good thing."
"Yes, but you need to inform us if he does, that power was locked away until it was needed, if it activates, we have to prepare to face the Burning Legion once more."
"Then it is graver than I had thought, when did that come about to be predicted?"
"Medivh showed up when she died, he said that with the power of the mages having passed their time, but they would be needed in times to come, and the power would be sealed until then, we had feared that Merlin was the one, but it did not come to pass then, we hope now is not the time as well, of course there is always a chance that the seal will be broken for him alone by this power."
"Wish I had known that, since none of you deigned to inform me of the reason why mages stopped appearing, but it is good to know that our elusive friend still lives," the man replied with a laugh.
"In our defense, we thought you had known, those there knew, we thought that you had been told."
"Yes, I know," the mage said slowly, "That was a dark time, for all of us, the end of the age, and the beginning of a new one."
"Yes, the loss of the elder world was a sad sight for us all."
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The dark dragon swooped past the settlement for a moment before circling to land amidst the seemingly ramshackle structures that filled a clearing around a cavern.
All of the black dragons knew about the goblins and that they could be helpful, and that they were forbidden from causing harm to come to the little maniacs.
With a roar he descended as a swarm of yard tall, bright green creatures came into the open.
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"Ethan!" Giles roared as he stormed into the shop through the entrance, sirens nearly drowning his voice out.
"Rupert," the chaos mage responded as he peeked out from over the counter, as he cleared the dust from his clothes, "I didn't plan for this, something went wrong."
"How do I end this?"
"Break the statue of Janus, I would have, but," he motioned to the collapsed back of the building, the front half of a semi partially into the main room.
Giles frowned for a moment before he spotted some of the costume accessories that had also become real, a positively evil smile crossed his lips as he grabbed one up and took aim.
"Fire in the hole!"
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A relatively small explosion resounded through the streets before most things went quiet, children suddenly fleeing to their homes as flesh returned to its former state.
