Nova's eyes opened wide and she felt the ground beneath her. It was cracked and dusty hardwood, obviously not vacuumed in quite a while. Her surroundings were cracked, purple walls, torn sofas, a twin-sized bed in the far corner, a lamp next to her, and a T.V and refrigerator plugged into a strange, magical device.

She called for somebody. "Hello? Is anyone there?"

She listened hard, and heard voices from beneath her, mumbling a conversation. She was wrapped in a warm, comfy blanket, and there was a nice, fluffy blue pillow where her head had been.

"Another hour, or something." She whispered, before she placed her head on the pillow again, and fell into sleep.

Nova woke up as she heard the door to the room open. She opened her eyes a crack to see the figure of Li-Ming in the doorway.

"So, you're finally up!" She said cheerfully.

"What happened?"

"Oh, it was nothing. You just got hit on the head by a piece of the last remaining core, and you passed out for a while."

"How long is a while?"

"Four months. Happy February, by the way."

"Four months? Jeez! How are the others doing?"

"I've been completely fine, Li-Li is still looking for Chen, Tyrande is looking for Malfurion, Jaina's been very cold for no reason recently, Brightwing's been pretty down, oh, and Kael and Sylvanas are an item now."

"So the only people happy in all of this are Kael'thas and Sylvanas."

"Mm-hmm. Oh, and here's the food I came up to give you."

"How have you been making me eat for four months?"

"We put the food in your mouth, grab your jaw and make you chew, and then tilt your head up."

"And i've never choked?"

"Well, maybe once or twice. Want to check on the others?"

"Do I. I'd like to see how awful they look after four months without showers."

Nova walked down the flight of stairs into what looked like a den. It had a TV with a game console, a mini-fridge, some couches, and, of course, the rest of the group sitting down.

"Friend Nova!" Brightwing shouted, before wrapping herself around the woman's head.

"Greetings. You seem to have taken a nap longer than Malfurion could've." Tyrande said in her cool, feminine voice.

"I see you're finally up, Terra. I must say i've hardly missed you." Sylvanas said. Nova noticed one of her hands was in Kael's, and they were both grinning. The entire team looked very tired and awful. Brightwings antennae were droopy, and she was flying slower than usual. Tyrande had deep bags under her glowing blue eyes, and she had cuts all over her purple skin. Sylvanas' pupils in her red eyes were slightly more visible than usual, which Nova assumed wasn't good. Kael'thas' used-to-be-beautiful golden hair was stringy and oily, and one part was shorter than the rest, as if it had been cut in an attempt to get away from something. Jaina's beautiful blue hood was torn and tattered, and she was covered in dirt. Everyone smelled like a dead carcass that had been microwaved, but apparently only Nova smelt it.

"How have things been while I was out?"

"Not very good." Sylvanas began. "Demons, Lost Minions wanting our blood, chickenpox was going around for awhile, a bunch of people got herpes after doing it with succubi, evil alternate reality versions of ourselves have been going around killing people, evil clones happened, people started to de-age for a bit before Chromie somehow fixed it, Illidan, Butch, Kerrigan, Valla, Nazeebo, Tyrael, Gul'dan, and Medivh are dead, all the Health potions are gone, zombies of civilians are around, we're 90% sure Ka, The Gravekeeper, and that one lady who runs the Garden of Terror are dead too, and nobody has showered in 4 months. So, mildly terrible."

"Mildly terrible? This is essentially the apocalypse, and you've all been just chilling in some den in god knows where! By the way, what is even on the TV?"

"Just On-Demand, nobody's running the Airwaves anymore, soooo…."

"What's our next move?" Nova asked.

"To find the Raven Lord and get his help." Jaina smiled.

"And we're going to accomplish that how?"

"Um… The thing is, we have no clue where the guy is, so…"

Nova facepalmed.

"I can't handle the fact that you've all sat in a den for god knows how long. Just put on some horror movies and then after a few of those we'll try and figure out where the Raven Lord is."

Lucario: Her singing, even though she has a generally nice voice in the games she's in, is and always has been awful.