Hey guys Shadowwolf1997 back with another chapter of Son of Neltharion. I hope you guys enjoy so read and review and have a nice day. Disclaimer: I do not own World of Warcraft, wish I did but I don't, so there.
Final Calm before the Storm
As the sun rose over the dunes of Tanaris desert, the Stonehold, capital of the uncorrupted Black dragonflight, a few weeks after the destruction of their mad brethren in the Barrens, was witness to an unusual sight, a large, blood red dragon followed by two sparkling blue dragons had entered the Stonehold and were waiting to be admitted to the lair of the leader of the uncorrupted black dragonflight.
The large red dragon was none other than the youngest of the Dragon-Queen's consorts, the elder dragon Korialstrasz, and his two young companions were members of the blue dragonflight, Kalecgos, an investigator for Malygos whenever there was a magical disturbance, and one of the daughters of the Spell-Weaver, the young Tyrygosa, who was also the betrothed to Kalecgos.
While the older red dragon showed no signs of being nervous despite being surrounded by black dragons, the two blues were far cagier about being surrounded by dragons of the same color as the ones that had shattered their own flight.
While these black dragons were not the insane murderers that their brethren under Deathwing were they were still black dragons, and that alone was enough to make the two young blue dragons nervous.
"Calm down you two," Korialstrasz spoke in a somewhat scolding manner to the two, "yes they are black dragons, but they are not the ones responsible for the decline of the Blue Dragonflight. They too have suffered greatly at the hands of their crazed brethren and they do not take kindly to being grouped together or being blamed for the atrocities of their counterparts."
Turning to look at the young Kalecgos the elder dragon added "And you must get use to this sight young one if you are to be lord Malygos's ambassador to Obsidrion and his followers."
Kalecgos only nodded as he remembered that the Spell-Weaver, during one of his bouts of lucidity, had decided that the time had come to rebuild the once strong alliance the Blue dragonflight and Black dragonflight had once had, so very long ago.
"I still don't know why he assigned me to be the ambassador between the blues and the uncorrupted blacks though, wouldn't it be better off to leave it to someone like Sapphiron to be in charge of something as important as this."
Kalecgos said as he thought of the elder wyrm that had served Malygos for centuries and was an exceedingly powerful dragon in his own right.
"I'm sure my father has his reasons Kalecgos, think of this as a learning experience that will come in handy in the future." Tyrygosa said trying to comfort her intended.
Before Kalecgos could respond, a rather large Black dragon with a series of scars over a still very usable right eye came up to the trio and spoke in a deep and low voice with a serious tone.
"I am Darkrion, Captain of the Stonehold's Guard and brother to Obsidrion, what business do you three have with my brother." Darkrion addressed the trio with his usual straight to the point manner.
"I am Korialstrasz, Consort of Alexstrasza the Life-Binder, and these two are Kalecgos and Tyrygosa, representatives of Malygos the Spell-Weaver. All three of us have been sent here by our respective leaders to meet with your brother, Obsidrion the Black Warden." Korialstrasz decided that to answer honestly as he sensed that this dragon did not like to beat around the bush and would prefer a simple and blunt answer.
Darkrion simply looked at the three dragons before nodding and turned to face the cavern he had entered from before turning his head to speak "Well come on follow me."
With that the three dragons followed their guide through a series of winding caverns before coming to an opening within the mountains. There the Black Dragon took to the air to a large mountain with a giant cavern inside of it.
It was enormous and cut off from the rest of the Stonehold, without a doubt the dwelling of the Black Warden.
Entering the cavern the three representatives looked around, the captain had disappeared, most likely to find his brother who probably dwelled deeper within.
"Korialstrasz, have you ever meet Obsidrion, I mean ever talked with him face to face?" Tyrygosa asked, deciding to pass the time by conversing with the older dragon.
Korialstrasz nodded before he spoke "Yes, in fact I am pretty sure he saved my life during the War of the Ancients. When I charged Deathwing, Obsidrion was freed from the Demon Soul's grasp and rammed the beast. If he hadn't, I am certain that day would not have ended as well for me as it did."
Kalecgos looked at the old dragon with astonishment before asking "So what is he like, the Black Warden I mean?"
"He is a serious and calm creature with a stoic and patient personality, but in the heat of battle has been described as even more terrible than his mad brethren. He is a leviathan that is surpassed only in size by the Aspects themselves. He cares for those he leads and is devoted to his duty of protecting Azeroth."
Korialstrasz spoke with an earnest tone that let the two blues know that he had meant every word he had spoken. Before either could comment a deep, booming voice interrupted them.
"I would not go that far in describing myself Korialstrasz, but I thank you all the same for your compliments."
Appearing from one of the large tunnels that crisscrossed the cavern was a massive dragon who radiated power and who seemed to be the world of Azeroth personified in flesh. For a second the two blues thought they were gazing at an Aspect.
Even when they realized that it was no Aspect that stood before them, both were stunned to finally meet the legendary leader of the remaining uncorrupted Black dragons, the eldest of the Earth-Warder's brood, Obsidrion the Black Warden.
Turning to look at the Red Dragon Obsidrion nodded before speaking, "It is good to see you again Korialstrasz. It has been many millennia since last we met."
The Red dragon bowed his head in acknowledgement before speaking, "That it has my friend, but I and my young cohorts have much to discuss with you."
At this the large Black turned his serpentine head to gaze at the two blues, who both understandably froze as the orange, serpentine eyes of their host landed upon them.
What happened next surprised the two young dragons, as the Black Warden bowed his head before speaking in his low and rumbling voice, "Welcome my young friends. It has been many years since I have had the pleasure of speaking with a Blue Dragon."
Both the Blues shared a glance with each other before they bowed their heads in return, both unsure what to do now.
Deciding to charge ahead before things became awkward and tension began to fill the air Kalecgos spoke.
"We are honored to meet the fabled Black Warden and that you have allowed us into your home."
Tyrygosa joined in a spoke in a formal tone "We thank you for seeing us Lord Obsidrion and are grateful for your warm welcome."
As both blues finished there was a silence as the giant Black had yet to respond. A tension began to fill the air and both blues began to feel that they had said or done something wrong.
In the next instant that thought was shattered as a booming noise echoed throughout the vast cavern. The laughter of the Black Dragon was like that of an earthquake, a rumbling sound that seemed to literally move the Earth.
"By the Titans," Obsidrion said between breathes, "no one's been that formal with me in ages. I apologize, but truly I find being called a lord hilarious."
As the Black regained his composure he said "Now there is no need to be so formal here, I have never truly cared for such things and would prefer to simply be called Obsidrion if you don't mind."
Turning to Korialstrasz, Obsidrion asked, "Since you have two Blues with you I can only guess that the Spell-Weaver wishes to speak with us, including your own mistress Alexstrasza?"
"That would be correct Obsidrion, I have been sent to request your presence at Wyrmrest were my Queen wishes to speak with you, and young Kalecgos has been sent here to be Malygos's ambassador to the remaining uncorrupted Blacks."
Obsidrion glanced back at the young Blue before returning his gaze to the elder Red dragon, "While I need to think about what the Life-Binder has asked, I am curious, why would the Spell-Weaver wish to once again mingle with the Black dragonflight?"
Kalecgos decided now was the time to step up and spoke "I believe I can answer that for you Obsidrion."
This brought the steady and piercing gaze of the Black Warden onto the young Blue. When Obsidrion nodded his head for Kalecgos to continue, the young dragon drew in a deep breathe, gathering his courage before continuing.
"As you well know, most of the surviving Blue dragons dwell in Northrend, and within the Dragon Blight there are the five Dragon Shrines for each flight," Kalecgos paused for a second before Obsidrion motioned for him to continue
"…we would like to form an alliance with you for the purpose of securing the Obsidian Dragonshrine for your forces, this will benefit both Dragonflights as you will be able to establish a base in Northrend and we will gain a more secure area around the Nexus."
As Kalecgos spoke he noticed that the massive Black had risen to his full, daunting height, and closed his eyes as he listened to Kalecgos speak.
As Kalecgos finished speaking the giant wyrm remained silent and unspeaking, and was so still that if Kalecgos didn't know better he would think the great dragon was asleep.
And then Obsidrion slowly opened his eyes, both giving no indication of what he was thinking, just like his expressionless face.
"I must bring this to my advisors and hear their thoughts on it, you three may wander the Stonehold as you see fit, I will ask for you when I have the answers to your questions."
With that Korialstrasz bowed his head to the Black Warden, Kalecgos and Tyrygosa following his lead, before leading them back to the opening of the cavern within mountain.
"What do we do now?" Tyrygosa asked the older dragon with a curious tone.
"Now, we wait for Obsidrion and his generals to think over our offers, and decide if they will risk agreeing to them."
The Next Day
Within the council Chamber where Obsidrion and Shadnyxia meet with their generals a heated discussion was taking place as the leaders of the Black Dragonflight argued on the best course of action.
"Brother I believe this is an opportunity that we can't afford to waste, while I think that meeting with the Life-Binder is important this could be our chance to reclaim the Obsidian Dragonshrine from our mad brethren." Darkrion was in agreement with the idea the moment he had heard it, reclaiming the Obsidian Dragonshrine had been a long time dream of his, and now that the opportunity had arisen to take it back, he was determined to see it happen."
"While I agree with the Captain that reclaiming our sacred site is important, I want to know if we can afford to stretch ourselves thin right now. With General Grimfang in the Dustwallow Marsh and Coalrion in the Stonetalon Mountains, we are stretching ourselves out."
Nyxrion spoke with reason, as he usually did. With the Drakonid General and one of their best warriors both leading expeditions and maintaining their outposts in the North did they have the forces necessary to take and hold the Obsidian Dragonshrine?
"Father I have something to say." Neltharia's voice echoed throughout the chamber and brought Obsidrion's eyes down upon his daughter.
With a look of determination that he had often seen grace her mother's face, Neltharia spoke, "Father we have pushed back our brethren almost into the sea here on Kalimdor, taking the Obsidian Dragonshrine will give us a point in Northrend, and also allow us to help make things right again with the Blue Dragonflight."
At this Obsidrion felt the eyes of the other Black Dragons within the council lower their eyes to the floor, all members of the Black Dragonflight not tainted by madness carried the guilt. They may not have had a hand in decimating the Blues, but their fellow Blacks had, and that was enough for them to feel guilty.
"We can never change what happened that day, but we can make up for it what we do here and now. It's the same with the Dragon Queen, we owe it to her to at least hear her out."
"Obsidrion, I believe our daughter is right my love, it is time for us to leave Kalimdor and begin our march to Northrend." Obsidrion turned to look at his mate, the love of his life.
He saw in her eyes the same stubborn determination that had drawn his attention to her in the first place, so long ago.
Looking around the chamber the leader of the uncorrupted Black Dragonflight made his decision.
"Brother prepare a force of our strongest Dragons to fly to the Nexus and from there to the Obsidian Dragonshrine, put on of your lieutenants in charge. Meanwhile my mate and I will head to Wyrmrest to meet with the Dragon Queen, accompanied by our daughter and a few of our best fighters."
Turning to his brother he spoke again in his signature rumbling voice "Until I return, you are in command of the Stonehold Darkrion. I trust the fortress will still be here when I get back."
Allowing one of his now rare smirks Darkrion spoke "It will remain safe under my watch, now if you'll excuse me, I have an attack force to gather."
Nodding to his brother as the captain turned to leave Obsidrion then spoke to Nyxrion, send for Korialstrasz and the two Blues I will give them my answer."
Hours Later
Kalecgos and Tyrygosa followed the Red Dragon into the heart of the Stonehold, Obsidrion had summoned them to give them his answer.
As Kalecgos walked, he thought of his short time here among the true members of the Black Dragonflight. He realized that they could not be more different from the mad creatures they had the misfortune of being related to.
From what he had seen, they were a dedicated and stubborn group, and were well aware of how others viewed them due to their kin.
And yet, they did not let that stop them, pushing on with the unflinching will of an unmovable mountain and the ferocity of an exploding volcano.
As Kalecgos continued to brood over this, Tyrygosa walked up beside him and attempted to get his attention.
"Kalecgos… KALECGOS!" The female blue all but roared his name, snapping Kalecgos out of his thoughts as he turned to face his intended.
"Forgive me Tyrygosa, I was merely thinking about something, it is of no importance." Tyrygosa looked skeptical but she did not press he intended any further than that.
As the group continued down the long tunnel that burrowed its way deep down to the heart of the Mountain where the massive cavern that held the council chamber lay at the center of the Stonehold, Kalecgos couldn't help but be curious on what Obsidrion's answer to their requests would be.
Finally they came upon the large opening to the council chambers, and within lay the massive Black dragon who was its leader, and right beside him were two large female Black dragons, both whose scales almost could have been called a dark purple.
At once the identity of the two she-dragons became clear to the group. Before them was the mate of Obsidrion, Shadnyxia who was sometimes called "Queen of the Black Dragonflight," despite never having called herself that in her entire life, and Neltharia, the Princess of the Black Dragonflight, and the eldest of the two older dragons' children.
"Welcome my friends, I trust your stay in the Stonehold has been to your liking."
"Yes we have been treated well here Obsidrion." Korialstrasz said in an appreciative tone.
The Black Wyrm nodded before speaking again, "Then I think it was time I informed you on my decision."
Hey Guys I am so sorry for the long wait, Senior year of High School and internet problems have kinda cut in to my writing time. Sorry y'all I hope you can forgive me for that.