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Jaina wrapped her thick fur cloak tightly around her as she trudged through the knee-deep snow. The blizzard outside rendered her vision practically useless. She knocked on the door and Firebrand opened it.
"Jaina! What are you doing outside in weather like this? Come on in!" the night elf said.
Inside, was Sylvos who was watching a bright flame dance back and forth between his hands. He was talking to Tyrande, who sat across from him, stroking her Frostsabre.
"What the hell is going on?!" exclaimed a frustrated Jaina as the wind blew the door shut with a loud slam. "Yesterday, the sun was shining brightly and there wasn't even a cloud in the sky. And out of nowhere, a storm strikes up and brings us all of this snow!!"
"I have no clue what's happening, but...do you think that it has anything to do with four attempted assassinations?" Firebrand asked.
Jaina looked even more confused. "Four? What kind of assassins? Who was their target?"
The demon hunter looked uneasy. "Me." she replied quietly.
"They were undead but what do they have to do with her?" Sylvos questioned.
"Maybe they were trying to capture you, Firebrand." suggested Tyrande.
Sylvos just smirked. "Then I'd be right on their tails. I'd follow them right to their camp and show them who's boss."
"Wait...Maybe that's it!" exclaimed Jaina. "Could it be that you're the bait, Firebrand? It could be a way to get to Sylvos!"
The smirk on his face was wiped off immediately. "I don't understand...What would they want with me?"
The door opened and Sylvanas entered. Firebrand clearly remembered locking the door after Jaina came in, but she shook off the thought.
Jaina stared in shock "Sy-Sylvanas? Is that...you?"
"Jaina, snap out of it. It is indeed, I, Sylvanas, but there are more important matters to take care of." Sylvanas then turned to face her brother. "Sylvos...it is because of me that they're after Firebrand. It may also be my fault that all of Quel'thalas had fallen instead of just the Sunwell..."
Sylvos was devasted and Firebrand put her arms around him, trying to comfort him.
Sylvanas continued. "You see, Arthas and I were once friends...and we grew to become more than that. But one day, I was called back to Quel'thalas for something of great importance. I was told that my little brother was under a deadly curse from a troll and they needed my help immediately. Arthas kept on begging me to stay but I did end up going. His love for me was too strong for us to even be apart and he vowed that as soon as he was powerful enough, he would make sure that the whole Windrunner family would never live again...I was raised from the dead just to feel the horror of watching my whole family die. But he forgot about you, Sylvos. He forgot about my reason for leaving him in the first place...Except now, he knows. And now, he's never going to let you slip his mind because he wants you dead...and for me to feel the pain of losing the last member holding the title of the proud Windrunner."
"Sister...this is all...true?" asked Sylvos, without looking at Sylvanas.
"It is, Sylvos." answered Jaina. "Arthas told me. He always reminded me of that...but we also ended up leaving each other. The ending was much easier on the both of us though."
"But why would he still want to go after Sylvos, even after being possessed? Doesn't his body belong to Ner'zhul now?" questioned Tyrande.
"His body belongs to Ner'zhul and the darker side of his mind only remains now. His cruel thoughts still linger inside of him and with his newfound power. He fulfills them one by one whenever he has the chance to. But strangely, he still thinks about you, Jaina. You were really something special to him...Look, all of you, I need to go now. And for you two lovebirds, think long and hard about the prophecy because it's time." Sylvanas then walked over to Sylvos and whispered something into Sylvos' ear and dashed out.
Firebrand was alarmed at the look of shock on his face. "Sylvos, what's wrong? What did she say?"
"She said...that...She was the one that...shot me with the poisoned arrow. She told me that...it was for my own good. But I don't understand." he answered. "Hold on...Maybe I do!" The words echoed in his mind. 'When the power of the four heroes skilled with war and magic...the underestimated fighter, an equally fierce descendant of the previous, shares feelings with that of another member, a tainted elf, who is loved by a dead one...'
Firebrand thought for a moment. "Realizing that you were in serious danger brought us closer than ever...which completes part of the prophecy!...And then there's my father...and then...the human 'remembered in the heart of their enemy'...That's you, Jaina because Arthas still loves you!"
"Me? But I'm only the leader of the Lordaeron survivors." replied Jaina.
"And a powerful child you are, Jaina." Tyrande stood up as her tiger followed. "I'd best be off getting your remaining party member and his brother. Wait for us at the temple."
---
Jaina was tense as she waited in the small temple for others to arrive. Lordaeron...I don't think that I want to go back there. But...this is for our group. For my friends. To end Arthas of his suffering...
Firebrand looked at her curiously. "Jaina, are you alright?" she asked.
"I'm fine."
"I don't think so. There's just something in your eyes which isn't the same."
The sorceress sighed. "Alright, alright, so I'm not fine. I just feel a bit nervous about returning to Lordaeron. It's rather nostalgic actually...thinks about all of those poor innocent people who were killed. And now they fight under the command of Ner'zhul. And then just seeing Arthas in his state...it's so..."
Firebrand answered with a smile. "Look Jaina, you'll be fine with us. We're all free to talk to. Possibly except father..."
"Thank you, Firebrand."
"Alright, you three! We're leaving as soon as possible! Pack only what's needed and meet back here!" Illidan announced after barging in ahead of Tyrande and Furion.
"Hold on, brother! Don't act so quickly! It's true that we need to react soon but there's another part of the prophecy!" Furion reminded him. "'When a blizzard strikes all places, even the unreachable and forgotten lands, then, will the king become what he once reigned.' What if it has only reached us here in Kalimdor?"
"Well we simply can't stick our heads in the ground and ask whether Hell has frozen over!! I say that we just take the chance. Together, we're stronger than the damn bastard aren't we?" Illidan confidently replied.
"I'm not sure whose side I should take..." said Tyrande. "It'll be possibly years of fighting until fate brings upon us another four warriors destined to slay the Lich King. But what if it wasn't the right time and he turns out to be much stronger than you?"
Sylvos stepped in. "Ner'zhul gets stronger and stronger each day...if we wait just a few more years, then it may be too late. And besides, Kalimdor has never been hit with a blizzard very often now, has it? We're all ready to take on a good challenge."
Furion took a short while to think. "Perhaps you have a point, young Sylvos. I will let you go."
"As will I." stated Tyrande.
Illidan nodded. "Good. Now, like I said, after packing, we are to meet back here." He proceeded to walk out as somebody touched his arm.
"Illidan..."
He turned around to see that it was Tyrande. "Yes?"
She looked at him with concern. "Please, Illidan...do be careful."
"Don't worry, Tyrande. You just fuss over Furion and yourself. I'll make it back alive." he assured her.
As Illidan exited the temple he was stopped once again. Only this time, by Maiev. He looked at her casually. "What is it, Maiev?" he asked her, without stopping.
Maiev took his hand and walked beside him. "I don't care what's happening. I'm coming with you and that's final. I'll go through every single minute of this tormenting journey right beside you."
He would have kissed her forehead had she not been wearing her helmet. Instead, he smiled as he put his arm around her. "You needn't be so protective over me, love. That's my job."
---
Firebrand bent down and scooped up a small bit of snow. "Snow...that's what it's called. And what I'm feeling right now is cold isn't it, Sylvos?"
Sylvos smirked. "You seem to be enjoying the feeling. A fur cape won't keep you too warm when it's this cold."
"Maybe not, but I'm enjoying this feeling the best that I ca--" She let out a yelp as her foot lost grip on the icy ground. Just as she was about to fall to the ground, Sylvos caught her in his arms.
"Perhaps you're in need of some good boots too. Dragonscale or even frost wolf fur is what you want to make some light boots in this sort of weather." He suggested as he wrapped one arm around Firebrand and took her hand.
Firebrand looked uneasy. "Sylvos...do you really think that we should be this close? I mean speaking on the terms that we're still outside and everything..."
The blood mage shrugged. "You shouldn't worry, no one can see in this weather. I can't even see through this damned storm! And besides, if anybody sees us, then I'll give them a nice flame spell!"
She chuckled as she pulled her own cape closer to herself. "We better get going now. I only need to get my bow and quiver and after that, I'm going to go find some wolves to make a thicker cape. Would you like me to get you some wolfskin as well?"
"This cape is good enough for me, Firebrand, but are you sure that you'll be alright alone? Why don't I meet you at your hut and we'll go together? It's so hard to see and I don't want you getting hurt or anything." he replied.
"Oh don't worry about me, Sylvos. What trouble could these wolves be? Go on and pack up, and we'll meet up at Tyrande's temple." She pecked him on the lips and the two went their ways.
Jaina wrapped her thick fur cloak tightly around her as she trudged through the knee-deep snow. The blizzard outside rendered her vision practically useless. She knocked on the door and Firebrand opened it.
"Jaina! What are you doing outside in weather like this? Come on in!" the night elf said.
Inside, was Sylvos who was watching a bright flame dance back and forth between his hands. He was talking to Tyrande, who sat across from him, stroking her Frostsabre.
"What the hell is going on?!" exclaimed a frustrated Jaina as the wind blew the door shut with a loud slam. "Yesterday, the sun was shining brightly and there wasn't even a cloud in the sky. And out of nowhere, a storm strikes up and brings us all of this snow!!"
"I have no clue what's happening, but...do you think that it has anything to do with four attempted assassinations?" Firebrand asked.
Jaina looked even more confused. "Four? What kind of assassins? Who was their target?"
The demon hunter looked uneasy. "Me." she replied quietly.
"They were undead but what do they have to do with her?" Sylvos questioned.
"Maybe they were trying to capture you, Firebrand." suggested Tyrande.
Sylvos just smirked. "Then I'd be right on their tails. I'd follow them right to their camp and show them who's boss."
"Wait...Maybe that's it!" exclaimed Jaina. "Could it be that you're the bait, Firebrand? It could be a way to get to Sylvos!"
The smirk on his face was wiped off immediately. "I don't understand...What would they want with me?"
The door opened and Sylvanas entered. Firebrand clearly remembered locking the door after Jaina came in, but she shook off the thought.
Jaina stared in shock "Sy-Sylvanas? Is that...you?"
"Jaina, snap out of it. It is indeed, I, Sylvanas, but there are more important matters to take care of." Sylvanas then turned to face her brother. "Sylvos...it is because of me that they're after Firebrand. It may also be my fault that all of Quel'thalas had fallen instead of just the Sunwell..."
Sylvos was devasted and Firebrand put her arms around him, trying to comfort him.
Sylvanas continued. "You see, Arthas and I were once friends...and we grew to become more than that. But one day, I was called back to Quel'thalas for something of great importance. I was told that my little brother was under a deadly curse from a troll and they needed my help immediately. Arthas kept on begging me to stay but I did end up going. His love for me was too strong for us to even be apart and he vowed that as soon as he was powerful enough, he would make sure that the whole Windrunner family would never live again...I was raised from the dead just to feel the horror of watching my whole family die. But he forgot about you, Sylvos. He forgot about my reason for leaving him in the first place...Except now, he knows. And now, he's never going to let you slip his mind because he wants you dead...and for me to feel the pain of losing the last member holding the title of the proud Windrunner."
"Sister...this is all...true?" asked Sylvos, without looking at Sylvanas.
"It is, Sylvos." answered Jaina. "Arthas told me. He always reminded me of that...but we also ended up leaving each other. The ending was much easier on the both of us though."
"But why would he still want to go after Sylvos, even after being possessed? Doesn't his body belong to Ner'zhul now?" questioned Tyrande.
"His body belongs to Ner'zhul and the darker side of his mind only remains now. His cruel thoughts still linger inside of him and with his newfound power. He fulfills them one by one whenever he has the chance to. But strangely, he still thinks about you, Jaina. You were really something special to him...Look, all of you, I need to go now. And for you two lovebirds, think long and hard about the prophecy because it's time." Sylvanas then walked over to Sylvos and whispered something into Sylvos' ear and dashed out.
Firebrand was alarmed at the look of shock on his face. "Sylvos, what's wrong? What did she say?"
"She said...that...She was the one that...shot me with the poisoned arrow. She told me that...it was for my own good. But I don't understand." he answered. "Hold on...Maybe I do!" The words echoed in his mind. 'When the power of the four heroes skilled with war and magic...the underestimated fighter, an equally fierce descendant of the previous, shares feelings with that of another member, a tainted elf, who is loved by a dead one...'
Firebrand thought for a moment. "Realizing that you were in serious danger brought us closer than ever...which completes part of the prophecy!...And then there's my father...and then...the human 'remembered in the heart of their enemy'...That's you, Jaina because Arthas still loves you!"
"Me? But I'm only the leader of the Lordaeron survivors." replied Jaina.
"And a powerful child you are, Jaina." Tyrande stood up as her tiger followed. "I'd best be off getting your remaining party member and his brother. Wait for us at the temple."
---
Jaina was tense as she waited in the small temple for others to arrive. Lordaeron...I don't think that I want to go back there. But...this is for our group. For my friends. To end Arthas of his suffering...
Firebrand looked at her curiously. "Jaina, are you alright?" she asked.
"I'm fine."
"I don't think so. There's just something in your eyes which isn't the same."
The sorceress sighed. "Alright, alright, so I'm not fine. I just feel a bit nervous about returning to Lordaeron. It's rather nostalgic actually...thinks about all of those poor innocent people who were killed. And now they fight under the command of Ner'zhul. And then just seeing Arthas in his state...it's so..."
Firebrand answered with a smile. "Look Jaina, you'll be fine with us. We're all free to talk to. Possibly except father..."
"Thank you, Firebrand."
"Alright, you three! We're leaving as soon as possible! Pack only what's needed and meet back here!" Illidan announced after barging in ahead of Tyrande and Furion.
"Hold on, brother! Don't act so quickly! It's true that we need to react soon but there's another part of the prophecy!" Furion reminded him. "'When a blizzard strikes all places, even the unreachable and forgotten lands, then, will the king become what he once reigned.' What if it has only reached us here in Kalimdor?"
"Well we simply can't stick our heads in the ground and ask whether Hell has frozen over!! I say that we just take the chance. Together, we're stronger than the damn bastard aren't we?" Illidan confidently replied.
"I'm not sure whose side I should take..." said Tyrande. "It'll be possibly years of fighting until fate brings upon us another four warriors destined to slay the Lich King. But what if it wasn't the right time and he turns out to be much stronger than you?"
Sylvos stepped in. "Ner'zhul gets stronger and stronger each day...if we wait just a few more years, then it may be too late. And besides, Kalimdor has never been hit with a blizzard very often now, has it? We're all ready to take on a good challenge."
Furion took a short while to think. "Perhaps you have a point, young Sylvos. I will let you go."
"As will I." stated Tyrande.
Illidan nodded. "Good. Now, like I said, after packing, we are to meet back here." He proceeded to walk out as somebody touched his arm.
"Illidan..."
He turned around to see that it was Tyrande. "Yes?"
She looked at him with concern. "Please, Illidan...do be careful."
"Don't worry, Tyrande. You just fuss over Furion and yourself. I'll make it back alive." he assured her.
As Illidan exited the temple he was stopped once again. Only this time, by Maiev. He looked at her casually. "What is it, Maiev?" he asked her, without stopping.
Maiev took his hand and walked beside him. "I don't care what's happening. I'm coming with you and that's final. I'll go through every single minute of this tormenting journey right beside you."
He would have kissed her forehead had she not been wearing her helmet. Instead, he smiled as he put his arm around her. "You needn't be so protective over me, love. That's my job."
---
Firebrand bent down and scooped up a small bit of snow. "Snow...that's what it's called. And what I'm feeling right now is cold isn't it, Sylvos?"
Sylvos smirked. "You seem to be enjoying the feeling. A fur cape won't keep you too warm when it's this cold."
"Maybe not, but I'm enjoying this feeling the best that I ca--" She let out a yelp as her foot lost grip on the icy ground. Just as she was about to fall to the ground, Sylvos caught her in his arms.
"Perhaps you're in need of some good boots too. Dragonscale or even frost wolf fur is what you want to make some light boots in this sort of weather." He suggested as he wrapped one arm around Firebrand and took her hand.
Firebrand looked uneasy. "Sylvos...do you really think that we should be this close? I mean speaking on the terms that we're still outside and everything..."
The blood mage shrugged. "You shouldn't worry, no one can see in this weather. I can't even see through this damned storm! And besides, if anybody sees us, then I'll give them a nice flame spell!"
She chuckled as she pulled her own cape closer to herself. "We better get going now. I only need to get my bow and quiver and after that, I'm going to go find some wolves to make a thicker cape. Would you like me to get you some wolfskin as well?"
"This cape is good enough for me, Firebrand, but are you sure that you'll be alright alone? Why don't I meet you at your hut and we'll go together? It's so hard to see and I don't want you getting hurt or anything." he replied.
"Oh don't worry about me, Sylvos. What trouble could these wolves be? Go on and pack up, and we'll meet up at Tyrande's temple." She pecked him on the lips and the two went their ways.