Author's Note: I hope that posting two new chapters will rectify my mistake.

26/02/2016. I changed a few more things.

Reunion

Alyssa was bouncing on her toes. 'I can't believe that I get to see him again so soon', she grinned. And there he was, looking just as fierce, just as intimidating and just as ruggedly handsome, as the first time she saw him at Zin-Azshari. He was no longer bare chested and footed, he wore a simple sleeveless leather tunic over his leather trousers, and a pair of soft leather boots adorned his feet. The twin blades of Azzinoth were fastened behind his back. He still styled his hair the same, and remained clean shaven, as opposed to the other Kaldorei males back in Kalimdor. But he hated them, so there was no reason to follow their grooming styles. He walked towards the throne with long confident strides, followed by a very large group of Kaldorei and Quel'dorei Demon Hunters. Other class specializations could be seen among them. Paladins, Warriors, Rangers, Rogues, Priests, Magi and Warlocks walked next to the Demon Hunters.

"He scouts for new recruits every century, quite a lot of Quel'dorei have become Demon Hunters over the years. The Kaldorei ones are all his descendants. He and Maiev had many children, who in turn married High Elves. Their clan is very big, not all of them are here. Illidan sends them to different missions all over Azeroth. They are like nomads. They rarely stay in Quel'Thalas for long.", Kael whispered at Alyssa.

"But where is Maiev?", she asked her father.

"I have no clue, she should be here, they always attend our events together.", he shrugged. Illidan had reached the throne. He stood attention and saluted Dath'Remar. The rest of his followers followed suit.

"Illidan, welcome old friend!", Dath'Remar stood and grabbed Illlidan's forearm, in a military greeting.

"It's great to see you too, your majesty. It's been a while.", Illidan smiled.

"Indeed, where have you been?", the king asked his general.

"Investigating suspicious cult activity at first. The Twilight Hammer cult has been increasing in number over the pas ten years. Those particular Warlocks were definitely up to something. My spies discovered that they are working towards the destruction of this world and many others, in the form of a Cataclysm brought upon us by Xaxas. We pursued them and their masters relentlessly, the conspirators are spread all over this world. There was a large concentration in Grim Batol, the Twilight Highlands in general, Blackrock Mountain and the surrounding area, Loch Modan, Tanaris, Silithus and many more. We exterminated them and their masters, however there are still thousands at large, as well as most of the Black Dragonflight, the Ogre Cho'gall and many others. We have managed to stall Xaxas' plans to unleash a cataclysm so far, but I'm afraid that if we don't find him soon and slay him, the consequences will be dire. All evidence point towards the involvement of at least two old gods, C'Thun and N'Zoth. Yogg' Saron may be involved as well. And they plan to unleash all sorts of foul creatures on Azeroth. They have agents and spies everywhere. From Orgrimmar to Stormwind. With your permission, I would like to inform all the leaders about this, both Alliance and Horde, and the neutral factions as well. Already, Maiev has gone to Moon Glade to discuss this situation with the leaders of the Cenarion Circle, their Druids could prove invaluable.", Illidan informed the Sun King, both sneering when the Demon Hunter mentioned the Druids. Their hatred for Malfurion still run deep.

"This is a very dire situation, it's fortunate that all the Eastern Kingdoms' leaders will be here within the hour, we can inform them then. The neutral factions of Kalimdor need to be informed, I will send emissaries to the Exodar and Darnassus immediately.", the king frowned lightly when he mentioned Darnassus, " As for informing Thrall and the rest of his faction, I will need to confer with the rest of the Alliance leaders. For now you and your people should rest and enjoy the festivities.", Dath'Remar told Illidan, who bowed his head briefly and turned to go and stand with the rest of the court, while signaling to his people that they could go outside and enjoy them selves. He headed to where Kael'Thas and his family were standing since they have been friends for centuries. He looked up and when he saw who was standing between Kael and Lana'thel, his eyebrows shot up, and his body jerked backwards slightly. Then a happy smile graced his handsome features. His little Priestess had finally appeared. He knew of course, that Kael had a daughter seventeen years ago, he was waiting for her birth all his life, but he had never laid his "eyes" upon her, since she lived in Dalaran most of her life, and he hardly ever visited that place, since his duty send him all over Azeroth for centuries at a time. Now, he could tell by her aura, and the time distortion magic that was emanating off her, that she has just recently returned from the time travelling incident that had changed his life to the better, and was eager to be alone with her and tell her everything that he's been up to all these years. He was looking forward to this reunion for ten millenia, all he wanted to do now, was to pull her in his arms , but he controlled him self. How bizarre and awkward it would look, if the happily married High General of Quel'Thalas suddenly lift a princess in the air, squeeze her in his arms and twirl her around. Especially one he had never met before. Who was ten thousand years younger than him. Who is younger than his last great great great...great grandchild. No, he loved Maiev with all his being, he would not betray his vows to her, he may have wanted Alyssa like a mad man ten thousand years ago, but he was not a young man any more. He will control himself around her. Besides, her father is one of his closest friends, how could he defile his only daughter? What kind of a sick bastard would that make him? No, he will keep a certain distance, and treat her the same way as he treats his own grandchildren. 'I bet she's gonna love that', he chuckled inwardly. He walked up to Kael and grabbed his forearm to greet him.

"Kael, it's been years", he said.

"Indeed, old friend, way too many. You remember my beloved wife, Lana'thel, correct?", Kael asked him.

"Of course I do. My lady!", he said as he kissed her hand.

"General Stormrage, it is good to see you again. I believe that you have never met out daughter before. Allow me to introduce you to her. This is pride and joy, Alyssa", Lana'thel informed him with a knowing smile. Illidan bowed his head and brought Alyssa's hand to his mouth.

"Your Highness, it's an extreme pleasure to meet you", he said as his lips touched her knuckles. Alyssa shivered, remembering his kisses from the day before.

"General Stormrage, it is a great honor to finally meet you, I have heard so much about you.", she managed to say with great difficulty.

"All lies, I assure you", he drawled, and all three of them laughed. Any further small talk was cut short, as the Alliance leaders started to appear. First King Perenholde and his family walked in, then the royal family of Gilneas. The loud Bronzebeard clan followed, along with High Tinker Megatorque and his family. King Anduin Lothar and his Queen Consort, Grace walked in the throne room, along with their daughter, Diana and her husband, Desmond, second son of king Perenholde. Their two children followed behind them. Alyssa was happy to see that so many people who have died young in her own timeline, were now alive and very happy. King Lothar, being the brightest example. She leaned towards Illidan, who was standing next to her.

"Did you save his life?", she whispered at him.

"Yes, Ogrim Doomhammer was not happy about that at all. He nearly smashed my head in, instead.", he answered, as they both chuckled silently. The royal family of Stormwind was announced, and Alyssa turned her head to take a good look at them. In her timeline, Varian and Anduin were the only surviving members of the Wrynn royal house, but now she was happy to see that their numbers were much higher. She was shocked when she saw Varian. In her timeline, he was very different. Fierce, powerful, angry, broken and scarred both physically and emotionally. But not here. The dark brooding Warrior/wolf king was replaced by a bright and happy prince who was holding hands with his wife, as their two children followed closely behind them. And he was scar free. At least his face was. His brother Steven was walking behind him, next to Tess. He looked a lot like his brother, only his eyes were brown, instead of blue, and his skin was much darker, just like their mother, Taria. His long brown hair, was tied high up in a pony tail, coppying Varian's style. Alyssa was pleased that Varian looked so happy in this timeline, he was always so bitter in hers, and the only time he ever spoke to her, she had mixed feelings about his attitude.

Icecrown Citadel, three years ago. Original Timeline.

The fourteen year old Alyssa had run away from the care of the Triumvirate of Silvermoon, and headed to Northrend to search for her mother. She enlisted with the Horde offensive under a fake name by hiding her childish features under a consealment orb. The young princess fought against the Scourge for weeks, and joined in the final assault against Icecrown Citadel. She found her mother at the Crimson Halls, and for a few brief moments Lana'thel was herself again. She recognized and embraced her daughter sobbing. But the reunion was short lived. The Lich King's annoyed voice boomed throughout the halls.

"Lana'thel, either turn your brat into a San'Lyen now, or I will come down my self and turn her for you, and you DON'T want me to do that!", he commanded her. The Blood Queen winced. She smiled at her daughter and stroke her cheeks wiping her tears away. She kissed her forehead, and wiped her own tears.

"This will only hurt a moment, my child. Close your eyes my love, be a good girl and keep very still.", she whispered and sunk her fangs in Alyssa's neck. The other Horde and Alliance Champions were too far away fighting the numerous Darkfallen, who had stormed the Queen's private chambers upon her command. Alyssa was falling into her mother's thrall, she could no longer defend her self, she was too weak to call upon the powers of the Light to save her. Even her shadow form could not help her right now. Though she fought bravely throughout the raid, and dealt some nasty blows on several of the Lich Kings lieutenants, she was completely defenseless against her mother. She was becoming weaker by the minute, soon she would turn and start attacking her comrades. Suddenly, her mother was pulled violently off her neck and pushed to the ground. Alyssa dropped to her knees, holding her neck. She casted a flash heal at it, and drunk a blood replenishing potion from her satchel. She looked up at her savior. There, larger than life, stood the king of Stormwind, with a fierce and menacing expression on his handsome face, wielding an even fiercer and menacing looking sword in his hands.

"Shalamayne...!", she whispered. Varian turned towards her briefly upon hearing the name of his sword and nodded at her.

"Stand back, kid", he growled, and stood between her and her mother, who was rising from the floor, hissing and trying to get back to Alyssa and her life essence.

"Stay away from the child, you blood sucking bitch.", Varian roared, and swung Shalamayne at Lana'thel, decapitating her before she had the chance to enthrall him. Alyssa screamed bloody murder, Varian turned around and knelt next to her attempting to comfort her, while she continued to sob uncontrollably. He pulled her in his arms, and stroke her hair.

"Calm your self, little one. It is over now, she can't hurt you any more. Don't worry, I'll take you down to your Regent Lord, and he will arrange a transport for you back to Quel'Thalas. Were you abducted? Is that how you ended up here?", he asked her, as he lifted her in his arms. Alyssa shook her head.

"No, I enlisted with the Horde offensive, and joined the raiding party. I fought alongside with them, until we got here and were separated. I had to see my mother one last time, before she died.", she coked her head towards Lana'thel's headless corpse, "I kinda hoped that I would be able to get through to her, and break her free from the Lich King's thrall, but his hold on her was too powerful.", Alyssa sniffed as she was carried down the ramp by Varian.

"Wait, you're telling me that you are Princess Alyssa Sunstrider, the heir to the throne of Quel'Thalas? What in the nether were you thinking coming here and endangering your self like that, kid? I should punch Lor'themar in his face for not looking after you better! Hell, I should even beat up Thrall as well for good measure, for not keeping a closer eye on the leaders of the different nations under his care. Especially when he is entrusted with the only heir to the Elven throne. But your are a Horde citizen, so I would not involve my self in this matter, other than delivering you to Lor'themar. Perhaps he will met out a fitting punishment for a wayward child, though I very much doubt that he would do anything more than fuss over you like a mother hen and send you to bed without dessert.", he yelled at her.

"That would be a cruel and unusual punishment, Elves would never deny children their treat. The Regent Lord, will of course be very worried, he will give me a stern lecture, I will apologize to him, and probably write a paper about the dangers of running away from home to enlist in a campaign against the Lich King. Rommath will read and evaluate it, and probably task me with sorting through the new books of the library. Lor'themar might send me to work at the soup kitchen of Silvermoon for a couple of months too. As for Halduron, he will probably mess my hair and complain why I didn't take him with me.", Alyssa explained the Elven disciplinary system to the Human King. Varian rolled is eyes.

"Had I done what you just did when I was your age, young lady, my Regent, Anduin Lothar, would have thrashed me so hard, I wouldn't have been able to sit for weeks. The same would have happened to Arthas, if he had pulled a stunt like that on king Terenas and Lord Uther. As for my own son, I would not have been as cruel as Lothar or King Terenas had been with me and Arthas, but I would have given him a good canning. You, being a girl and all, would have been confined in your quarters for at least a year. But lucky for you, you are not my problem.", the Warrior king growled at her.

"I only wanted to see my mother and maybe save her. I just watched her get decapitated by you. She lost her head just like my father. I already bore witness as my his head was presented to Lor'themar four years ago, when I wondered in the throne room after a nightmare, looking for Halduron. And just now, my mother's head rolled on the floor. Why are you being so mean to me?", Alyssa started to cry again, holding her face in her hands, as uncontrollable sobs shook her small shoulders. Varian's heart broke at the sight of her distress, and felt really bad for speaking to her like that. He jumped the gun, lost his temper and shouted things at her that he didn't really mean. As if he would ever treat a girl or any other female like that! He stopped and sat on a ledge still holding her in his arms.

"I'm sorry for scaring you like that, kid. My bad temper very often gets the better of me, and I say and do things I don't mean or want. I shouldn't run my mouth like that and scare little girls. Please forgive me.", he stroke her hair and let her sob on his shoulder for several minutes.

"But you treat Anduin like that. How could you? He's such a sweet boy.", she sniffed.

"I never took a cane to my son, but I did put him over my knee a few times for running off to Elwynn Forrest on his own with just his bow. You have to understand, he's my only child, and I love him very much, but I already lost his mother by being careless and taking her with me to negotiate with the Masons guild. I can't lose my son as well due to carelessness and unforeseen circumstances. What will I say to Tiffin when I meet her again at the other side?".

"That you regretted treating him like that, instead of talking to him and make him understand the dangers of wondering all alone in a dangerous forest, perhaps? Has he stopped sneaking off after you punished him? No, because you said that you have punished him a few times for exactly the same offense. I bet he just tries to be more creative with his escapes.", Alyssa scoffed. Varian sighed.

I suppose you're right. That never stopped me and Arthas from sneaking off to the hill between Tirisfal Glades and Silverpine Forest, and investigate the reason why those dragon like, fairy creatures gather around a marked circle every dawn and sing the most beautiful song anyone has ever heard. And why prolonged exposure to that place, drives people insane.".

"What? You used to go there? That was the place that killed a third of the Highborn when they landed at Lordaeron ten thousand years, not to mention almost the entire Sunstrider dynasty. I lost my two uncles to the disease. No wonder Arthas went mad and you are passive aggressive.", Alyssa gasped at the revelation, "How many times did you go there?"

"I don't know, two or three, perhaps.", Varian whispered, somewhat unnerved.

"Not enough to leave any permanent damage, thank the Light!", Alyssa sighed in relief.

"Well, since that's settled, shall we proceed to Light's Hammer, my lady?", Varian smiled at the young princess. Alyssa shook her head and stood up, feeling her strength and mana returning after her mother's assault.

"Not quite, your Majesty, but thank you! Arthas was responsible for the demise of both my parents. They lost their heads because of his actions. I want his head in retribution. DO YOU HEAR THAT ARTHAS? I WILL USE YOUR SKULL AS A CANDLE HOLDER WHEN WE'RE DONE WITH YOU, YOU SICK SON OF A BITCH. I WILL FEED YOUR WORTHLESS CORPSE TO YOUR OWN GHOULS. YOUR TIME HAS COME, YOU CORPSE FUCKING CUNT...!"she roared, as she activated her shadow form, casting the power word "Shield" in the process, giving her the supernatural speed needed to escape Varian and run after the Horde Champions, who were heading towards Sindragosa's lair. Varian face palmed at her choice of words towards the Lich King, and cringed as the Lord of the damned voice boomed again across the halls:

"Insolent child, I will personally make you regret every single word that came out of your mouth, before you take your mother's place at the Crimson Halls. I find that your entire race as a collective, is lacking in discipline. I will rectify that mistake very soon, starting with you."

"Ha! You're gonna have to catch me first. I bet I can cast ten Pain words at you, before you can even cast a "Death Grip" at me. And even then, I'll be able to silence you.", she taunted the Lich King.

"It is a pity that there are no switches in Icecrown, they would have come in handy right now. You will learn you place soon enough, little girl", he threatened her.

"We'll see about that.", Alyssa scoffed and casted a shadow spell "Cascade" at the numerous giant spiders that blocked her way to Sindragosa, annihilating them all.

"Alyssa wait, you shouldn't go there by your self, you stupid girl!", Varian called after the Priestess, and run after her. 'And she called me passive aggressive', he shook his head. His path was cut off by a large group of abominations. By the time he was done, Sindragossa was defeated and the transporter leading to the Frozen Throne was deactivated again after the last champion used it.

Present Day

The Lordaeron royal family was the last one to arrive. King Terenas was leaning hard on the much younger Queen Lianne. The wise and benevolent king was nearing a hundred. Leanne was barely fifty five. Alyssa smiled when she saw Arthas. She had never seen him so happy. He was practically glowing as he walked behind his father with Jaina wrapped around his arm. Their two daughters were skipping behind them. They were both blond, but while one had Jaina's blue eyes, the other had Arthas' sea green. As they approached, Alyssa saw the reason why Arthas looked so happy. Jaina had a small baby bump. 'the shiny Paladin has been keeping busy, I see. And he's glowing more that Jaina!', she chuckled inwardly. In this timeline, his hair was even longer. Almost as long as the High Elves keep them. Jaina's too. And they both looked so beautiful! Alyssa couldn't get over Arthas' happy and carefree attitude. The only time she saw him before he was turned, was at the Caverns of Time in Stratholme, and he looked so bitter, angry and beaten, back then. He reeked of desperation. The plague and Malganis had brought him to his limits, testing his sanity and finding it wanting. He was so broken. She also recalled how angry he was at her when she appeared at the Frozen Throne with the rest of the Horde and Alliance Champions. His rage was coming out of him in waves and his eyes glowed even more blue in runic magic. She was certain that she was about to feel in full the Wrath of the Lich King.