(AUTHOR'S NOTE: Sorry this one is kinda long, but it's got plenty of action to keep you interested. In the next chapter the story truly begins so just hold out until then. Enjoy!)
Chapter 4: Get to Safety
Draggo arrived at his island to see a horrific sight. The island contained a large black portal identical to the one he had seen in the Alterac Mountains. He also saw a large creature resembling a pit lord seemingly striking at something. Alarmed, angry, and fearful, Draggo quickly swooped down on Frostwing and leaped off of the drake, piercing the pit lord with his blade. It grunted in annoyance and quickly turned around, knocking Draggo off it's back. Once Draggo had crashed onto the ground, he realized what the pit lord was striking at. There, alive but injured, stood Draggar in broken armor and blood gushing from various wounds. His son gazed upon his father with an overflowing joy.
"Father!" cried Draggar as he began to limp over to his father.
Draggo saw the pit lord express a sinister grin he raised his large scimitar like blade. Draggo quickly got to his feet and dashed over to his son, tackling him to the ground just as the pit lord's blade dug deep into the dirt.
"Draggar, where is your mother and your sister!?" asked Draggo frantically.
"I told them to seek shelter. I saw them run off into the house but I was too occupied to see if they escaped." said a panicked Draggar on the verge of tears. "I couldn't protect them…"
"No Draggar, you have fought well. I'm proud." said Draggo as he quickly lifted himself and his son from the ground. Without the two distracted orcs noticing, the pit lord's blade was making another sweep for them. Fortunately, the noble and compassionate beast that Frostwing was, was able to fire a breath of frosty icicles at the pit lord, causing him to falter and miss his targets. Draggo took advantage of the moment to regroup himself and grabbed his sword from the ground and pulled his shield off his back strap.
"Draggar, take Frostwing and find Kanya and Velemere; fly to a safe place. I will find you." barkd Draggo as he stared down the demon.
"No, father I can figh-"
"Don't question me fool; go!" snapped Draggo. Draggar painfully nodded and called down Frostwing from the skies. Once he was on top of the beast, he soared away, taking one last look his father before flying off.
Draggar swooped down to the house which was a little ways away from the battle. Though at first he thought it was abandoned and his family had fled the island, his sister burst from the door crying.
"Draggy, are you ok!?" sobbed the little draenei tightly embracing her brother. She was soon followed by her mother who joined in on the hug.
"Thank the spirits you're alright." weeped Kanya.
"And thank them that you two are safe as well. Father has arrived and he's buying us time to get away-"
"What!? Your father can't do it alone, I must go help him!" blurted out Kanya as she ran in the direction of the thuds and thumps the pit lord made.
"Mother, no! You will only get in his way! We're leaving now!" said Draggar as he grabbed his mother by the wrist."
"Is daddy going to be ok?" sobbed Velemere.
"Dad's gonna be fine Vel. C'mon, we're gonna go to a safe place on Frostwing." said Draggar in a calming voice. Draggar rushed his family to the drake and took to the skies. Draggar and his family looked back to see clouds of dust kicked up from the battle and monstrous roars erupt from their island.
"Strength be with you father." Draggar whispered to himself.
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Draggar and his family flew to Orgrimmar, thinking it would be a safe haven for the scared and panicked family. They were unaware that Orgrimmar had been assaulted by a large force of demons. It was Draggar's intention to simply fly past the demons who were halted at the gates by the guards and enter the city from above, but a small flock of demons caught sight of him and blocked his path.
The demons resembled harpies, though they were much more vile looking creatures. They had scaly reptilian skin and more bat like wings as oppose to feathered bird wings. Long jagged spiked tails flowed out of their spines. Their faces resembled succubus' but large devious fangs protruded from their lips. They swiftly cut off Draggar from his path. If he was going to save his family, he was going to have to make it past these vile creatures.
Draggar dropped into a nose dive to avoid the demons, but they were quickly upon him. Their vicious tails lashed out at the drake with several painful blows landing on Frostwing's body. The drake released a painful roar and began to increase his speed. Beginning to become enraged by these pesky demons, Frostwing grasped one of the harpy demon's tail in his mouth after it attempted to slash him with it's wicked bladed tail. Frostwing grabbed the tail with his arm in the air and savagely ripped the demon's tail in two. The demon released a horrific screech of pain as it flew away from the drake defeated.
Draggar knew the demons were becoming increasingly aggressive and Frostwing was beginning to weaken after all the blows he was suffering.
"Mother, hold on to Velemere tightly!" warned Draggar. He began to expertly maneuver the drake in a series of spins, somersaults, turns, dives, and barrel rolls. Every so often one of the demon's would become disoriented and Frostwing would strike with a savage vigor.
Though the tables had turned, one of the demons manged to wrap it's spiked tail around Frostwing's throat, tearing into his skin and cutting off his airway. Howling in pain( more like gasping because the drake could not breathe) the drake began to lose it's strength. Draggar acted quickly and pulled out his sword, slicing the beast's tail off in one barbaric slash. Though the tail loosened and fell from the drake's neck, Frostwing had been injured too badly and began to drop from the skies. Plummeting to their dooms', Draggar, Velemere, and Kanya began to holler in fear.
Acting quickly, Kanya gathered a sliver of her resolve and managed to call upon the spirits and mend the drake's wounds. Though still extremely weak, Frostwing managed to pull himself up out of the drop and head towards Orgrimmar. Though several demons remained, Frostwing navigated it's way through them and passed over Orgrimmar's wall. The demon's attempted to follow, but were halted by sharpshooters planted on top of the Orgrimmar entrance.
Frostwing dropped to the ground with a painful thud. Draggar and his family got off of the courageous beast and thankfully soothed it. Though the beast was badly injured he would live.
"Thank the heavens, more survivors!" exclaimed an orc woman who approached the family.
"My name is Garna, I'm in charge of safekeeping the survivors." explained Garna. "Come with me, I will take you all to safety." assured Garna, gesturing the family to follow her. They obediently obeyed and followed Garna through the city.
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Draggar wished to aid in the defense of the city, but his mother insisted he recuperate and allow her to tend to his wounds. Velemere was extremely shaken up by the event, uncontrollably crying at the sight of all of the wounded around her. Though the defense efforts were successful so far, many people had been injured and rushed back into the city for recovery. The city was flooded with survivors of demon attack's forced to leave their farms and homes for safety. Many of the victim's were mere common folk.
"I shouldn't have left him there. I left him to face that monstrosity alone." murmured Draggar as he clenched fist in anger.
"No Draggar you did the right thing. In your condition you would have only made matters worse. " said Kanya in a soft voice as she bandaged a large gash on his arm.
"No! I know father is a great warrior, but even he cannot face that thing alone. Who knows how weakened he was from whatever he did at hat meeting!? He had battle marks all over him…" growled Draggar as he slammed his fist on the bench he was sitting on.
"Draggar do not blame yourself. Your father may be old but he is perfectly capable of taking care of himself. I know he would get out of there if he knew he was in trouble." Kanya whispered into her son's ear as she lovingly held him in her arms. The truth was she was just as worried as he was, if not more.
"Mommy, where's daddy…I'm scared and I want daddy…" weeped Velemere as she sadly stood before her brother. Tears began to break the barrier of Kanya's eyes at the sight of her suffering daughter.
"Vel, Dad's gonna be just fine, you know how strong he is." Draggo said in a surprisingly soft voice. The sight of his distressed sister transformed his anger into sadness.
"You're just saying that.." Velemre accused.
"No Vel, I promise. I would never lie to you, I promise." Draggar said staring deep within Velemere's eyes. A tiny smile crept across her face as she jumped into her brother's arm.
Suddenly a large furry hand was placed on Draggar's shoulder. He looked up to see his second father, Fenron. Fenron was such good friends with Draggar's father that he was like family to him. He also had a great affinity for comforting Draggar, Velemere, and Kanya in times of distress.
"Draggar, my boy, you are safe. The spirits are gracious…" said Fenron as he patted Draggar on his shoulder. Draggar stood and happily shook Fenron's hand.
"Fenron it's good to see you." Kanya said in a soft voice.
"As it is to see you Kanya." chuckled Fenron as he hugged Kanya.
"Uncle Fen I'm scared…" whined Velemere tugging at Fenron's druidic robes. Fenron lifted up Velemere and greeted her with a smile.
"It's ok Velemere, there's nothing to fear. Uncle Fen's gonna make all the monsters go away." laughed Fenron.
"Where is Draggo? He rushed off after we met at Alterac Valley." Fenron asked Kanya and Draggar. Draggar slipped back into a mild depression as his mother faced the tauren.
"Draggo came to the island while were being attacked. We managed to get away, but he stayed to fend off a demon that attacked us…We don't know what happened to him…" Kanya explained on the verge of tears. A look of fear washed over Fenron's face.
While Fenron was speaking with Kanya and Draggo, whispers had broken out amongst the crowds about the draeneis and Draggar's halfing appearance. Draggar had learned to live with the prejudice.
"What's a disgraceful halfling doing here?" called out an extremely rude blood elf. Draggar looked over his shoulder in annoyance and simply ignored the outburst. He had heard such comments before. The grocrowdattempted to scold the elf but his next comment cut deep.
"That damn draenei tramp her kin shouldn't be here. They can be fed to the demon's for all I care!" shouted the elf. Before Draggar even rose in anger, Fenron was stomping over to the elf his fist transforming into a large grizzly paw. The enraged druid grasped the elf by the neck and pinned him against a stone wall with enough force to knock tiny pieces of rock out of the cracks of the wall.
"Make one more snide comment you worthless pile of flesh and I, a full blooded meber of the Horde, will tear you to shred's you bastard!" hollered the druid. Kanya pulled the enraged tauren off of the elf and calmed him. The elf ran off far away from Fenron after leaving a large soil stain where had had dropped after the tauren released his grip. Draggo's family was Fenron's family, and no one hassled Fenron's family without paying the price.
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Night had fallen and the Orgrimmar guard had successfully reppeled the demon threat, though they were unsure how long they would be safe for. Draggar left his small tent that had been provided for his family and approached Fenron, who was sitting on a rock seemingly meditating.
"Fenron…what happened at the meeting in the Alterac Mountains?" asked Draggar.
A look of fear and depression overcame Fenron's face. He looked at the sky as if waiting for someone to answer the question for him. When no answer came he came close to Draggar's ear so no one else could hear.
"The Titan Aman'thul spoke to Thrall…He warned us of the arrival of Sargeras." whisper Fenron.
Draggar quickly stepped back in shock. Before he could reply to the outrageous information he heard people start to yell something.
"We got another survivor! Get help quick, he's hurt!" called out a random voice. Draggar wasn't too concerned at first but as the city aids helped the orc make it to the medic quarters Draggar recognized the beaten body that was his father.
"Father!" called out Draggar. He and Fenron quickly rushed over and helped Draggo make it to a bed where injured soldiers were being treated. Draggar's father weakly turned to his son and managed to form a smile.
"Father, are you ok!?" asked Draggar trying to maintain his composure. His father grunted and moaned in pain but manged to pull off a hearty laugh.
"I'll be fine my son…How are Kanya and Velemere?" asked Draggp weakly.
"They're fine. We got to the city safely." said Draggar proudly.
"Very good Draggar. See, I told you everything would be alright…" murmured Draggo.
"Sturdy as diamond old friend." laughed Fenron as he smiled over his friend. Draggo turned to his friend and smiled.
"And just as good looking as one too." joked Draggo in a weak voice.
"Good to see your sense of humor survived the battle as well. I will go inform Kanya and Velemere of your safety, but I don't think they should see you like this. They're shaken up enough as it is…" Fernon said as he headed out to find Kanya and Velemere.
"What happened father; after we left what did you do?" asked Draggar.
"Well, the battle was a savage one for sure. It seemed to last forever. As you can tell I took a beating, but I managed to killl the damn thing…but I couldn't save our home…" said Draggo in an ashamed voice.
"It's ok father. You did more than anyone could have sexpected of you. What's important is that we all made it safe and sound…" said Draggar gripping his father's hand tightly.
"Well I guess you're right…We can speak more in the morning…" Draggo whispered as he began to drift off into sleep.
"We'll keep a close eye on your father…We'll have him recovered as soon as we can. Right now he needs rest." said one of the healers. Draggar nodded and left the tent taking one last look as his father's wounds were treated.