Wendy I

"Wendy! Wendy! Wake up!" The Sky Dragon Slayer stirred, as she sat up, and opened her eyes. She noticed that it was Carla who had been calling her name.

"Carla," she said softly, "What happened?"

"I don't know," Carla answered, rubbing her head with her paw, "All I remember is being sucked into the vortex. I just woke up, myself." Shaking her head slightly, trying to clear it, Wendy looked around. She immediately noticed that she was in the middle of a forest, a very big forest from the looks of it, and it was certainly quite a forest at that. The trees were massive, and tick, and yet light seemed to have no trouble filtering through.

"Where are we?" Wendy asked.

"I don't know," Carla answered, "This doesn't look like any forest we've ever seen."

"This place smells and feels strange," Wendy said, as she looked around, "We shouldn't stay here." She then quickly leapt to her feet.

"Let's go!" she said, "And so we don't get lost…." She then use her magic to leave a gash through one of the trees. Just in case, Carla took her human form, and the partners started moving out. As they were running through the trees, Carla looked around.

"This forest has a strange air to it," Carla said, "Its thick with magic, strange magic at that."

"Yeah, its like nothing I've ever felt before," Wendy said, "Though it feels primal. Sort of like…" She froze, as she heard of what sounded like groaning and creaking from deep within the forest.

"Did you hear that?"

"Yeah," Carla said, "It was coming from the trees. We have to keep going, we don't know what else is lurking in this… forest." The two stopped, as they noticed a tree up ahead, with a long gash going through its trunk.

"We went in a circle!" Carla said frustratedly.

"But we only ran straight," Wendy said, "How could've we gone in a circle?"

"Its this place," Carla muttered, glaring at the trees

"I don't know," Carla answered, "But we won't be getting anything out of just running around. I'll fly up and…" However, she was cut out when Wendy suddenly held up her hand, sniffing the air.

"What is it?" Carla asked.

"I can smell something," Wendy said, "Something like…" She couldn't finish though, as from the trees, burst a form. The duo dove out of the way as the form flashed past them. When they looked up, they noticed the form was that of a massive stag. It had antlers as long as a man, and had a noble, regal look to it, but what really got the girls' eyes was the figure riding it.

The figure's head was concealed by a large helmet, showing only a pair of piercing green eyes. Framing the helm were a pair of what looked like antlers. Long green hair fell from the helmet, and he was dressed in relatively simple armor. In one hand was a large lance, and in the other was a green-painted shield.

"Trespassers in heart of Athel Loren!" the figure hissed, pointing the tip at Wendy and Carla. The two were momentarily too surprised to do anything in response.

"We're lost," Wendy finally said, "We don't mean you any harm."

"A likely story," the figure responded, not putting the lance down, "Again, identify yourselves."

"My name is Wendy Marvell," the Dragon Slayer finally said, "And this is Carla."

"And we're more than happy to leave," Carla said, as she tensed herself up, "If you can just show us the way out." While no one could see the figure's face under the helmet, Wendy's keen eyes could see his grip on his lance tighten.

"The law is clear," he said, "You entered into our realm with out permission. For that, you must die

"So you're willing to kill us just for trespassing?" Carla demanded, "Rather than just sending us away?"

"This is the law set in by Queen Ariel," the figure said, "Athel Loren will not suffer the presence of any trespasser, child or not. If any soul steps upon our sacred soil, they shall not take another." With that, Wendy and Carla got ready to fight, as the figure got ready to fight, before freezing, as he suddenly looked back into the woods. Wendy, on reflex, looked into the woods as well. That was when she picked up a very, very bad scent, which was followed by an equally bad sound and sight.

With a roar, a completely new form exploded from the trees. The girls and the stag managed to get out of the way, but the rider was knocked from his steed. Wendy then noticed that the form was that of a hulking creature, that looked literally like someone had smashed a bull and a man together. Wendy quickly recognized it as a minotaur, holding a massive axe.

The minotaur's attention was primarily on the rider, who quickly got to his feet, and moved to hold up his shield and lance. However, the minotaur moved too fast, and knocked the shield and axe from the rider's arms. The rider moved to pull out a blade on his hip, but the minotaur then head butted him, sending him crashing into a tree. The minotaur then quickly came to finish the job, and Wendy's morality kicked in right then, and she leapt forward.

"Wendy!" Carla cried.

"Sky Dragon's Roar!" Wendy let loose her signature attack on the minotaur, who was caught off guard. For a time, it tried to resist against the wind, but eventually as overpowered, and sent careening away, crashing through several trees, and disappearing back into the forest. Wendy let out a gasp, quickly consuming some air to regain some strength. She then looked towards the rider, who was pulling himself weakly up the tree. As he did, he pulled off his helmet, revealing a youthful face, with black warpaint on his cheeks and eyes. But what really set him apart were the pointed ears.

"What is he?" Carla asked, as she came up next to her partner.

"He's an elf," Wendy said softly.

"What am I?" the rider said, as he looked at Wendy in bewilderment, "What in the name of Kurunos are you?" As he talked, he hacked up some blood.

"You're wounded," Wendy noted.

"Wendy, we have to go!" Carla said, "That thing could be coming back!" Wendy looked at her friend, before looking back towards the elf, as he tried to stand up, only to slip back down with a grunt.

"We can't leave him."

"Wendy!" Carla scolded, "Are you forgetting just a few minutes ago he was planning on killing us." But Wendy didn't answer, as she approached the elf, who tried to move back against the tree. Right then, the stag that he had been riding appeared again, and positioned himself between his master and the Dragon Slayer, its antlers lowered in defense.

"I'm not going to hurt him," Wendy said, holding up her hands, which lit up, "I just want to help him." The stag maintained its position, as it snorted. But Wendy just looked at it with her kind eyes, and it lifted its head slightly, before finally stepping away. The elf was understandably shocked, but when Wendy's glowing hands went over his chest, a cool, comforting sensation came over his body.

"What magic is this?"

"I'm healing you," Wendy answered softly, "Just stay still."

"Why?" the rider asked, more than a little surprised by the gesture, "You're friend was right."

"You were just protecting your home," Wendy answered, not looking him in the eye, "And if that monster is any indication of what trespassers are like, I guess I can understand why you'd be rather 'suspicious'."

"That's a way of putting it," Carla grumbled. The elf just stared at Wendy for a time, before taking a breath, and laying his head back.

"You said your names are Wendy and Carla, yes? Well my name is Asarith. I am a Wild Rider of the great King Orion."

"Nice to meet you," Wendy said with a smile, which Asarith didn't return, looking at her carefully. That was when they heard the sound of a roar, and something crashing through the brush. Asarith narrowed his eyes.

"The minotaur is coming back," he stated, "And I'm in no condition to slay it." He then grabbed something up his belt.

"You, the girl with the cat ears," he called. Carla looked up just in time to catch something, which she saw was some kind of horn.

"Blow it," Asarith instructed, "We are going to need help." Carla looked at the horn, and then at Wendy who nodded. After a moment's hesitation, Carla blew. The sound was unlike any horn the girls' had heard before; it was eerie, and almost otherworldly. Another, similar horn sounded from the distance soon after.

"Good, they'll be here momentarily," Asarith said.

"I don't think 'momentarily' is going to be quick enough," Carla said, as she looked into the trees. Not long after she said that, the minotaur burst out of the trees. It was cut up some from Wendy's roar, and its eyes had nothing but rage in them. Now his attention was only on Wendy.

"I can't stop healing him now," Wendy said, but she also didn't know if Carla could hold it.

"Just keep going," Carla said, as she got in between Wendy and the beast, "I'll hold it off."

"You aren't strong enough to take on a minotaur!" Asarith said, as he tried to get up, only for Wendy to push him back down, and order him to stay still. The minotaur stared Carla down, digging its hooves into the ground, while snorting and growling. Carla held her ground, taking her battle stance, while Wendy got ready to join the fight at any given time, and even Asarith instinctively put his hand around his blade. Right then, the minotaur roared, braced itself, took a single step forward, and…. let out another, more pained roar, before collapsing to the ground, dead.

"What the…," Wendy and Carla said together. But Wendy could Asarith let out a sigh of relief, and when she looked at the minotaur, she noticed a massive spear, longer than the minotaur was tall, coming out of its back.

"That spear, where did it come from?" Wendy asked. But Asarith didn't need to answer, as several of the same stags that he had ridden in on emerged from the trees. They were all wearing the same armor, and had the same weapons that he did as well. Asarith, now well enough to stand, got up, and approached his comrades, before falling to one knee. It didn't take long for Wendy and Carla to realize who he was bowing to, as a completely new being approached.

This being was downright massive, up to ten feet tall, with massive muscles criss-crossed by green veins. He was cleanly shaven, and his green eyes were large and wild. From the knees down, his legs were covered in fur, ending with deer-like hooves, and to top it all off there was great pair of antlers were atop his head. At his heels were five, brilliant white hounds, with glowing red eyes. Wendy and Carla were unable to move, as they stared in amazement at the great figure.

"My lord Orion," Asarith said in deference. The being didn't answer, as he calmly walked past the girls, coming up to the dead minotaur.

"Stinking creature," he grumbled, as he put his hoof on the minotaur's body, and yanked the spear out. That was when this "Orion" finally looked at the girls.

"What is this?" he demanded, gesturing with his spear.

"Trespassers!" another rider snapped, "Slay them now." But Orion held up his hand, and he was silenced.

"My name is Wendy Marvell," Wendy said, as she approached, "And this is Carla." Both of them had the decency to curtsey before the one they remembered Asarith said was king.

"My lord," Asarith said, "These two saved my life."

"Did they now?" Orion said, arching an eyebrow, while still looking at the girls. Up close, his aura was smothering.

"And how did these two children manage to be so successful against a minotaur?"

"I'm not sure how it is, but the girl's aura, is that of a dragon," Asarith said. The other riders gasped at that.

"That's not possible," one said.

"And yet one stands before us as we speak," Orion said, putting his spear of his shoulder. He looked carefully at Wendy, apparently sensing her aura as well.

"But how is it possible?" he asked. Wendy contemplated what she was going to say, especially since she had a feeling he'd know if she was lying.

"I was raised by a dragon," she said, "The Sky Dragon, Grandeeney."

"I do not know such a dragon," Orion said. Wendy was surprised by that; he was almost talking like he knew other dragons personally, which shouldn't have been possible, right?

"But I cannot deny your aura is strange," he said, "And you were both able to survive an encounter with a minotaur, so this warrants investigation." He then reached onto his hip waist, which had a horn like Asarith's on it, only this one was much bigger. Orion then blew into it, sending the sound echoing across the trees. The elves all seemed to know what it meant, as Wendy saw Asarith put his helmet back on, gather his weapons, and climb onto his stag.

"Wait, what are…." Wendy couldn't finish, as she and Carla were both suddenly grabbed by the riders, as the stags all bounded into the trees, with Orion and his hounds at the front.

Note: Putting with Wendy and Carla with the Wood Elves was due to the relatively basic reason of Wendy going to a place that was decisively more based in nature, opposed to the more materialistic places in the rest of the world. Now, anyone familiar with Warhammer lore, would know that the Wood Elves DO NOT tolerate trespassing in Athel Loren; going into the Deepwood without an invitation, is essentially a death sentence. So I knew I would have to do something with Wendy to prove herself, and that brings us to where we are.

I'm basing the various Wood Elf design off the TW design, including Orion's own design. Try looking up the Total War Youtube channel, and check out their Wood Elf videos to get a grasp on their designs.

On an unrelated note, considering what Carla and Pantherlily can do in canon, I'm going to give Happy something more to him in this story. Though I dare not tell you what it is right now.

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