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"The spirits are restless."
~~ Thrall Warchief of the Horde
Chapter: 6
Arturia and Stratholme
Arturia never did liked her father, not ever since he left her and her mother to fight some faraway skirmishes and fights that were not their own. He was always away, and she remembered he would always have barely enough time for her and her mother. When he finally did have a student and apprentice that's when it started to further strain the relationships they had on their family.
The time that he all spent all around his student Arthas didn't help at all, she didn't care even if he was the prince, what gave him the right to hoard all the time that her father had? That's the question she would have from time to time in the past. But when she saw her mother's death right in front of her own eyes two and a half years ago, it was that then her relationship with her father turned cold.
Flashback
Amongst the busy crowd of the day at New Avalon, one could see a happy nine-year-old golden blonde-haired girl skipping happily as she walked through the earthen dusty main road of the town.
"Arturia! Slow down."
A voice called from her back and when she turned to the one who called out it revealed to be a very beautiful woman who looked like on her early forties. She had teal green eyes and the same shade of colour of hair as her daughter, her clothing was an elegant dress coloured in white and green, enough to portray her status on society but also enough to be called modest in the eyes of the common folk.
"Do you really have to skip around too much when we visit around town?"
She playfully chastised her daughter who only stopped running and flushed red and twiddled her fingers in embarrassment
"I'm sorry, mother…" She said and smiled bashfully to her mum
"Hey mother, can we go to the fields today?" She asked her mother Altria as she slowed down walking and joined her mother's side.
"I wanna play and practice around the field with my wooden sword, so when we return back home and father sees me that I know how to wield a sword maybe he would spend some time and play with me…" he mumbled hopefully at the last part on which her mother heard and it saddened her to see her little girl like this. Altria knows that Uther loves them as much as she loves him but the problem was that he did barely enough time for his family and that was now affecting their little girl right now.
"Ok, how about we bring some of our lunch to fields then, we could have some picnic while you play in the fields." She said to her daughter softly who only perked up when She heard her answer before Arturia smiled brightly.
"Humm," Arturia hummed approvingly to her mother's suggestion as she smiled
*At the Fields*
"Ok, you can play around for a while, while I ready our lunch alright?" She said to her daughter who only smiled and begun to pick up her wooden sword and started to swing it through stances that she learned though albeit clumsily in doing so.
"And also, don't wander around too much, ok?" She reminded her daughter.
"Yes! Mother." She answered wholeheartedly before she continued her strikes and stances that she learned from uncle Saidan and uncle Gavin. After for a while and feeling she already had enough practicing, she turned back towards the direction of her mother who also looked like was already finished in setting up their picnic lunch before she spotted a huge smoke coming from the town.
"Mother, what's that?" She pointed to the town and asked her mother who turned around saw the huge cloud-like smoke. Dread was slowly filling her when she stood up from where she seated and saw the condition of the town a few miles away. She was about to call out to her daughter when she suddenly heard her little girl screamed.
"Kyaaaa!" Arturia screamed and when her mother turned around to her daughter, she saw an orc. The orc's skin was coloured green like most of its kind it had a large body build, long black hair that was tied up on shis head and its nose had a ring-like piercing to the orc, the orc carried a large gruesome axe on his one arm.
"Arturia!" Altria said loudly and hugged her precious little girl before she hid her to her back. Away from the sight of the now stalking orc that was intimidatingly walking towards them.
"Arturia, run!" Altria ordered her daughter.
"What? No!" She answered back before her mother who was now beginning to cry for the safety of her daughter bent down to her level and cupped her cheeks
"Listen, I need you to live you here I want you to live." She said and kissed the forehead of her little girl.
"No! I won't leave you alone! You're the only thing I have mom, father wouldn't even spend a moment of time with me!" she cried out her mother who only gritted her teeth in desperation.
"Arturia! Leave NOW!" She shouted and ordered to her now while also crying.
"No! No! No!" Arturia furiously shook her head as she cried. When Altria looked back to the orc it was already too late for the green orc was already Infront of them and raised its massive axe on his one hand before he struck down towards her mother's torso and slashed a large deep gash that ran across from her left upper torso down to her right abdomen. Her mother Altria then fell down towards the earth lifeless as she died right in front of her.
"Mama!" Arturia screamed to her mother as tears were now flowing from her teal emerald eyes.
"Mama!" She continued to wail as she bent down to her now dead mother with her heart now suffering in immense torment and grief as she looked at her bloodied hands when she touched the red dead body of her mother Altria. Before she looked back at her mother's murderer and what she saw froze her in fear while crying in doing so. The orc only raised back his axe ready to strike her down and kill her it was only mere inches until it would've reached her face before his hands were suddenly stopped by another big green arm that grabbed his own from the back. When the orc looked to his back is revealed to be another orc who looked much younger the earlier one.
"What are you doing? Little brother." The older orc asked the newly arrival orc.
"No more blood Grom, we already had what were after let's go." The larger orc now name d Grom only gruffly grunted as the orc relented and stopped but not before the orc intimidatingly leered one last time at the small girl who was currently now shaking in fear in her place with tears still flowing from her eyes. The younger green-skinned orc who wielded some sort of one-handed huge mighty stone onehanded Warhammer that had a symbol of a wolf only looked back at her and the burning town with a grave look of apology before he and the murderer of her mother named Grom left.
"Mum...*sniff*" Arturia cried out to her mother as tears never did stopped flowing from her eyes. She cradled the lifeless head of her mother in her lap while sobbing, her grief on losing her mother.
'Light please... help my mother, I don't want her die...' she prayed desperately to the light many times over like how she had been taught by the only family that she loved, her mother. Then she remembered her father loved them he will come heal and save her mother. For she refused to acknowledge and even thought the possibility of losing her, she can't bare the pain.
"Father ... help us *sniff*..." She said to her convinced herself that he will come for them. She watched the burning form of the town from afar and waited for her father to save them.
Flashback End
Arturia still couldn't forget that memory from her mind. She waited for her father but he never did come and when he did arrive it was already far too late. She had been pushed to the brink of sanity from that tragedy and ever since then it made her bitter towards her father even more so now that he took in under his wing that stranger that he had saved.
'First, he left us, his own family and now he's spending his time on taking care of some stranger!?' Was I not good enough for you!? was it because I am a girl!?' Those were the thoughts formed at the mind of Arturia as she gritted her teeth and clenched her fist. Jealousy and bitterness those were the only words that would have described her feelings right now, for she saw him draw the attention and brighten up the day of all the people around him, from all of the members of the church, the servants of the keep, her uncle Gavinrad, just like her own father. Two years of frustration and anger that was bubbling up inside her before it finally broke as she was now facing her father in the room of his study.
"Why are you taking him with us to Stratholme?" she asked with her head slightly tilted down as shadow was now covering her eyes.
Meanwhile, her father's happy smile when he saw his daughter entered and visited him on his study while he was working then disappeared. When he heard his daughters' low edgy tone of voice. He now stopped his work on the desk before he answered.
"I just thought that it would be great if he could've come with us, why is there something wrong?" He asked worriedly for his daughter before she finally couldn't take it anymore and flared in anger.
"Yes, there is something wrong with that why are you even taking care of him in the first place!" She angrily responded to him as she showed her angered face to her father but one could've look closely tears were also now forming at the sides of her eyes threatening to fall down to her beautiful face and cheeks, as she glared up at her father who also now had a slightly displeased expression marred at his face .
"He needed help that's why!" Uther shot back to his daughter who in the other hand only glared back at him defiantly.
"Needed help!?" she exclaimed sarcastically "Please if he only needed help you would've just put him under the care of the church, so why!" she furiously questioned him.
"Because he had no one to look after him!" He hotly replied before he decided he had enough of the conversation and focused back to his work took back his quill by his right hand. But Arturia would've had none of that and pressed on.
"So that's why you never spend time with me and mother!" She shouted angrily to him and this statement surprised Uther who looked back at her.
"W-wha- "Was the only thing he could say before he was suddenly cut off.
"So, he's your bastard, that's why you're taking under your wing right!?" She replied hotly with her own little deduction and this made Uther snap his quill due to her accusation.
"Arturia!" He said but he was ignored by his daughter and continued on.
"It all makes sense now he had that same shade of blue in your eyes! Even your personality you shared with him is the same!" She tears were now slowly flowing from her eyes as she cried out loudly and ignored the voice of her father.
"Arturia!" but again his words fell into deaf ears.
"So, this is why you spen- Whatever she was going to say was cut off when Uther finally stood up and destroyed his desk by a single fist.
"CRAAC!"
Sounds of destroyed wood echoed throughout the study
"I WOULD NEVER CHEAT ON YOUR MOTHER OR LIE TO MY OWN FAMILY!" He exploded in anger and this silenced Arturia for never in her entire life had she ever saw her father shouted at her like this and this furious. "GO TO YOUR ROOM, NOW!" he said to the now stunned and crying Arturia before she quickly turned heels and ran away from his room. He only took a seat back his chair and palmed frustratingly his face and sighed. Before a lone tear escaped his right eye as he looked at the portrait at the wall of his late and beloved wife 'what would've have you done if you were here Altria?' he asked his late wife as he looked on to her portrait.
HALLWAY
Nathan was currently walking on the hallway on way to his room from the kitchen when he finally got sleepy and got tired of the dammed cat that tried to claw his face. The name of the cat was actually named by the head cook as Mr. Biggles, all of those who were present at the kitchen halls and watched his spat with the cat laughed at their antics.
'That damned cat and stupid cooks, I'll show them.' He was then cut off from his musings when something crashed into him. The one who crashed into him and Nathan both fell on to the floor before he got a look at who it was. It was Arturia again but when he got a closer look into her face, he noticed her eyes were a bit red and puffy before he stood and offered his hand to her.
A while earlier she didn't look clearly on her path as she ran due to the emotions that were now running in turmoil inside of her. Until she crashed into someone and when she looked up, she saw it was him again, she saw him stood up before her and with a worried expression offered his hands to her. However, her tears were about to threaten to fall back down again form her as she gritted her teeth in anger before she slapped his hands away, as she then stood back up and ran away. Meanwhile, Nathan, as he saw her retreating form away in the hallway, was just confused and worried before she finally disappeared from his sight.
THE KINGSROAD NEAR THE GREENRUSH RIVER
NATHAN (NARUTO) POV
One day had already passed since we started to travel to this Stratholme place or city based on Uther had taught me and all I can say that memory still eluded me never did I had received a speck from my past and for short words travelling long distance was a true literal pain the butt. The way the saddle of the horse would buckle as we travel was truly a sore and what worst? That's right there's more for I am now sitting on the saddle of a horse in front of Father Credence! Who held up the reins of the horse and overall, I was kind of embarrassed. For I was the only who had to ride someone in their front as we travel, heck even Arturia knew how to ride up a horse and she was good at it too.
"So boring, I need to learn to ride these things…" a mumble of frustration escaped my mouth as I sighed in boredom.
"huh, did you say something, Nathan?" Father Credence asked from my back as he looked at me and smiled a forced lop-sided smile as his left eye twitched slightly, well it's official looks like he wasn't still over the whole ditching thing.
"Nothing I was just thinking out loud to myself," I answered him quickly as I quickly looked back at the dusty earthen road up ahead not wanting to rile up Father Credence.
While we're at it before about Arturia I noticed she wouldn't even barely glance at me anymore ever since when we started our travel to Stratholme and would soon leave whenever she would notice me approaching her for a talk. I was beginning to worry for her whenever I saw her at her food alone away from everyone, I wanted to help her and at least know her trouble for I wanted her to be my friend. But whenever I would try to approach her, she would just then turn heels and leave. Then I also noticed the even colder interaction between Uther and Arturia, I already knew their somewhat stiff way of interaction back before at the keep and it looks like it changed into something worse from the whole thing that I knew.
Her beautiful golden hair that framed her face swayed lightly by the small passing wind breeze as I returned my gaze on her. She was confident and strong that I saw in her when I saw her trained and sparred with Gavinrad. she carried this some sort of presence of regality that I only noticed within Uther when I'm around him. However, whenever I would try to reach out to her, she was unreachable just like the boundless sky and I felt like the earth that could only hope and dream as I look up to her.
"Were almost there, Nathan" Father Credence called out to me, shaking me out from my thoughts as I cut my gaze off from the back of Arturia.
End POV
They were near, Nathan saw that parts of the roads were now much more developed and had far more fresh tracks of wagons going to the city. Then for just a few moments he already the spotted the large magnificent city up ahead, its many small towers and large two round towers at the main gatehouse stood out the far out from the horizon. Two large archways and a small bridge on a small stream decorated the front of the city of Stratholme, the banners and flags of Lordaeron on the front of the city and its walls flapped across the winds as they now traveled on a stone-paved road that leads to the entirety of the city.
They could see many people coming in and out of the city entrance. The entire city was entirely really from the whole fort city of Tyr's Hand. They're group separated into two as they entered the two portcullissed gates of the gatehouse and when they stepped on the grounds of the city itself.
"Wow..." The boy only let out an awe.
For it was then that the blonde finally understood on why the whole city was called the jewel of the northern parts of Lordaeron. There were so many people and houses curtained the whole city as far as the eye can see. Nathan could see that all of the people of the city were all doing they're daily activity and the sight already made the whole street bustle as they travelled atop on their steeds through the main city street.
When the group finally arrived at the main city hall, they saw another group of soldiers who looked like they had just also arrived on the city. Amongst the group of soldiers stood out a man who had a long blonde hair, he had a regal golden lined heavy armour on his body, on his back were a blue long cloak and a beautifully decorated Warhammer, that meant that this man was a paladin. He could see that the handsome man radiated goodness and wisdom out of him.
"Get yourselves situated ahead, the trails will begin tomorrow and there's still someone that I would like to talk to." Uther said as he separated from the group and went on to the other group of soldiers and paladin along with Gavinrad. They saw when Uther approached the blonde paladin hugged him in a bear hug as they let out some small laughs. Before the remaining members proceeded to do the thing, they were told and went on inside the large beautifully built stone city hall.
A days later, a man can be now seen on a large oaken chair in the middle of a polished courtroom floor. This man we can now see had a soft short brown hair and beard that decorated his face, he had grey coloured eyes and look that showed his age of mid-forties, he wore a brown leather-like clothing and an iron cuffs clasped on both of his hands. Before him was an immense stage adorned with four throne-like chairs. At the center of the stage, directly in front of him, was a large lectern where the judge would conduct the trial. Above the stage was an enormous white flag bearing a stylized blue letter L, which signified the Alliance of Lordaeron. Lining the vast walls of the chamber were other huge banners representing the seven nations of the Alliance. A large blue banner embroidered with a golden lion signified the kingdom of Stormwind. Another banner, black with a red-gauntleted fist, represented the kingdom of Stromgarde.
Many of the onlookers had the expressions of confusion and shock on the whole room even Arturia who was sitting on the opposite side of Nathan and close onto the near sitting attendance had a visible frown etched on her beautiful face. The only ones that were near their age group, as Nathan could see across the vast chamber hall were the girl sitting close to Arturia and the boy sitting near the front row on his side. The girl had a waist-length blue hair decorated with a black ribbon, she had a slender figure and blue eyes of beautiful cold light and was wearing an elegant navy-blue coloured dress. While the boy had a fair-skin and a feminine physique of short stature, with expressive blue eyes and unruly light blond hair. He wore a long-sleeved, open-collared shirt accompanied by a cravat, as well as loose shorts with slits at the front and buttoned hems underneath his very dark purple robes. He also wore a large dark purple wizards' hat, a white pair of knee-high, and folded-over boots, while he kept his hair tied back into two small, thin braids. From what he could guess and learned, the boy at the same of his age was probably a mage by overall appearance before he went back to look at the center of the chamber hall.
One could hear a hundred voices whispering and muttering at once throughout the grandiose chamber before they were silenced by Uther who coughed into his right hand to silence them all as he began to speak.
"Defenders of Lordaeron," the Paladin said in a clear voice, "today we stand in judgment of one of our own. The trial of Lord Tirion Fordring will now commence."
As the trial began, Nathan suddenly breathed hard, his head ached in pain when he heard the first words of the supreme paladin. Then he was assaulted by a vision of something and what he saw a hazy looking room that had a curved table in front of him. The people who were sitting on the table were all just black silhouettes with faded faces. "You stand here for your trial for..." A voice from the unknown figure called out before he was suddenly shaken off from his dilemma by Father Credence who saw him in pain and was breathing hard, sitting by his side.
"Nathan are you alright?" Credence asked the blonde boy at his side.
"Yes..." He barely said and wheezed "Just a headache" He answered
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah... I'm fine" Nathan assured him.
"I'll if your fine and check you up later ok?" Father Credence said while the blonde only nodded his head in confirmation. "Well good, just tell me if there's is something wrong for they're just about to call on the jurors."
"All hail Lord Admiral Daelin Proudmoore of Kul'Tiras,"
The paladin near the massive door called out and it revealed a tall, lanky figure walked in and took a seat near the main lectern with a look of disquiet on his proud face. He wore an officer's uniform and a large ceremonial hat that were deep blue in color and on his clothes were gold medals and pins signifying his rank as master of the Alliance's navies.
"All hail Arch-Mage Antonidas of the Magocracy of Dalaran," The Paladin spoke again as the second juror strode in. A hush descended upon the crowd as the mysterious old wizard took his seat. His lavender hooded robe and mantle were adorned with black and gold trim, and he carried a great, polished staff in his hands.
The next two jurors were the venerable Archbishop, Alonsus Faol who wore a long white priestly robe and the young prince of Lordaeron, Arthas, who Nathan saw yesterday and had only recently made a full Paladin.
"Lord Paladin Fordring," Uther began. "You are charged with treason against the Alliance and failing to obey a direct order given to you by your superior. As you know, this is a dire charge. The noble lords gathered here will hear your case and judge you accordingly under the Light. How do you plead to the charges against you?"
AN: So that's the end of this chapter. It took me a lot to write this chapter for this story and I apologize to those who had to wait for the update. I had an exam that I had to take and it took all of my time and attention. So many Warcraft characters had finally made their debut hahaha and don't worry I'll show the status of Konoha in a future mini chapt. so stay tuned and follow.
The votation is still open and so for the potential pairings could be as followed:
Sylvannas Windrunner
Valeera Sanguinar
Liadrin
Anveena (Sunwell)
Sally Whitemane
Shandris Feathersong
Yrel
Ysera
Arturia (OC) - from Fate/Stay Night
Alexstrasza
Krulcifer *Dathrohan* Einfolk (OC) - Saijaku Bahamut
So all of you go to my profile page vote for your favorite couple pairings on the poll before its too late and please be noted there will be no harem for I'm kinda sick and tired on seeing harem fic's. If you have more suggestions please write down your reviews below for it helps in fueling this story.
And remember always the words of the Number One Hero
"Always go….beyond your limits PLUS ULTRA!"
ALL MIGHT