Bah. This is a day late! X(
Curse me for literally sleeping all day... And curse the scanner being dumb, making me unable to scan all of my newer drawings!
*shrug* Oh well. Enjoy. :)
After helping fix what they could of the Tower, Fëanáro and Gishezpak; who had to wear his cloak over his face; left and began to make their way back to the city. As they walked, the night elf boy sighed, stroking both of his hands through his long purple hair.
"Is something the matter, Mister Fëanáro?" Gishezpak asked, walking alongside the teen with his hands behind his back.
"Nope. Nothing at all, Giz." Fëanáro said sarcastically, putting his arms at his sides again. "I mean, the Tower of Azora is just in ruins, somebody stole the Orb of Deception so you and the others can't go home, and Mister Gnomenmire has gone off on a blind rampage and I have to think of a way to tell his wife." He told the troll. 'That, and the whole "not worthy" thing is still bugging the shit out of me…' He thought irritably, trying not to glare at Gishezpak through the corner of his eye.
"I'm positive that everything will be fine, Mister Fëanáro." Gishezpak said. "And, if you would like, I will help you tell Misses Gnomenmire about her husband."
Fëanáro looked at the troll, wondering why he was being so nice now when he said something so mean to him just a little while ago. He only shook his head and rolled it off his shoulder. "Yeah, thanks. That'd make me feel a little better." He said, sighing again after. "Hope she takes the news better than Simon did…" He mumbled, remembering the horrible and heartbreaking look the young gnome teen had when he heard that his father had gone mad with grief. 'I hope he'll be okay…'
After the first two beats, Xanna slid across the floor, wearing socks, some boxers she found, a pink shirt, and her sunglasses. By the third beat, the song was suppose to start. But Makaza, Mokoki, Cosmo, Mittens, Jerry, and even Ezekiel; who were all wearing the same outfit; wanted to sing and dance with her. So they played the first two beats a few more times and finally started the song and began to lip-synch when they were all there.
'Why…why…why…' Ixxy said, banging her head on a wall in Xanna's mind.
~Just take those old records off the shelf~ ~I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself~
'Why…why…why…' Ixxy repeated, banging her head on the wall harder now as Xanna began to play the air guitar while the others played other air instruments.
~Today's music ain't got the same soul~ ~I like that old time-~
"What in Illidan's glorious name are you morons doing?…" Dethiam said, just now walking into the room, pausing in playing with her paddleball; which actually froze in the air.
"Uh…" All of the Risky Business dancers said, lowering their instruments; which had apparently formed from their air ones.
"We were-…" Xanna said, lowering her sunglasses a bit to look at Dethiam as she tried to think of an idea.
"It was his idea!" Makaza and Mokoki shouted, pointing to Ezekiel. "What?" The imp shouted.
"You bastard!" Makaza yelled at his imp. "Tricking us into dancing like Tom Cruise! What the hell is wrong with you?" He added.
"Get him!" Mokoki yelled. After that, there was a dust ball fight traveling around the room.
After a moment of staring at it, Xanna looked back to Dethiam; who was wearing a "what the hell" kind of expression. "…I got really bored…" She answered.
"And so…you started to…?" Dethiam said, quirking an eyebrow.
"There is nothing wrong with dressing up in a pink shirt, boxers and socks and dancing to Bob Seger." Cosmo said, protectively wrapping his right arm around Xanna's waist. The undead girl raised her eyebrow even further. Xanna took off her sunglasses and shrugged. "Dethiam, sometimes you just gotta say "what the fudge"."
"That's not the line…" Makaza said, randomly sticking his head out of the dust ball fight he was still in.
Ignoring the morons that were in said dust ball, Dethiam shook her head and began to paddle her ball again. "Look, I don't care what the line is, and I don't care about what the hell you were doing. I just came in to know when the hell that stupid night elf bringing us the Orb." She said, slowly paddling the ball faster and faster. "I'm getting stir-crazy…" She said, paddling the ball so fast that it burst into flames.
Xanna's eyes widened at the ball, and she just blinked at it a couple of times. "Well…that can't be good now, can it?"
'Ya think?'
"No…it's not good…" Dethiam said through gritted teeth. "I need to get outside or else I will start breaking things and causing harm to people…"
"But you do that anyway…" Makaza; no longer in the dust ball but now covered in scratches and bruises like his imp and tauren friend; said.
"Yes, but when I'm outside, there's more room. I can cause more harm and destruction. In here…it gets boring after a few hours."
"Well,-" Xanna; no longer dressed like Tom Cruise; said as she walked over to sit down on a couch. "-Sophie said that Fëanáro woke up early to go get the Orb."
"Then why isn't he here yet?" Dethiam yelled, paddling so hard that her paddle burst into flames like the ball.
"Yeah, and has anyone see Gizzy? I haven't seen him all day." Mokoki added to the conversation.
"That freak went out last night." Dethiam said, glaring at her flaming paddleball toy.
"Whaaaat?" Was heard from Kadgaa in another room; which just so happened to be a bathroom because he had been showering. "Where the hell did he go?" He; now being in the room, covered in soup, a towel, a shower cap, and a rubber ducky in his right hand; shouted at Dethiam; who just raised an eyebrow at him like everyone else in the room.
"…Why the hell do you have a rubber ducky?" The undead girl asked.
The draenei boy looked at his right hand, feeling a bit embarrassed at seeing the shower toy. "Damn you, Mister Quackers…" He mumbled, squeaking the toy before angrily tossing it in a random direction behind him. "I didn't mean to grab that." He said, then pulled a dagger out of nowhere. "I meant to grab this in case I needed to threaten someone." He said. "Now tell me where that-"
"Where'd you get that?" Dethiam asked as she stared at the dagger, lowering her paddleball toy; which was no longer on fire; down for the first time since Xanna had given it to her.
Kadgaa; now fully dressed and squeaky clean for some reason; raised an eyebrow and looked at the dagger as well. "Why do you want to know, Horde?" He said, glaring at Dethiam.
"Looks familiar." The girl replied, taking the dagger and examining it, then smiling at it; which sent a very, very bad chill up Kadgaa's spine. "Ah, that's why. This is my dagger. The one I threw at a rabbit in Duskwood." She said, putting it away; and not seeing Kadgaa's horrified expression. "Good ol' number six hundred and sixty-six."
"…That's…your…dagger?…" Kadgaa said, pointing at where he saw the dagger disappear on Dethiam's person. Unfortunately for him, he received a nod.
And then there was a silence.
"DAAAAAAAAAAMNIIIIIIIIIIT!" Was heard throughout all of Azeroth. And even throughout Outlands. Everyone all just looked around to see what it was and where it came from.
"…I believe that Mister Kadgaa finally found out that that dagger he has been so fond of is Miss Dethiam's…" Gishezpak; standing next to Fëanáro; said as he looked around in the air.
"Wait, that was Deth's dagger?" Fëanáro exclaimed, receiving a nod from the troll. "Man, that's gotta suck…" He mumbled, remembering how Kadgaa went on and on about how he'd worship or marry the person who owned the dagger if he ever met them when he first found it. He shrugged it off and went back to knocking on the Gnomenmire's door. A middle-aged gnome woman answered the door.
"Hi, Misses Gnomenmire." Fëanáro greeted, forcing a smile. "Uh…mind if we come in?"
"Everything?" Midge asked, holding her teacup in shock. Fëanáro nodded. "Everything… I'm sorry, Misses Gnomenmire."
"And Henry just went off on a rampage?"
"Yep. Put on his armor and then ran out the door." Fëanáro said, lifting up his hand to rub the back of his head. "That was a little while ago and I haven't heard any screams of terror, so I guess he hasn't caused too much damage yet."
Midge sighed, set down her teacup and got off of her couch. "Knowing him, he's probably on his way to Kalimdor. Orgrimmar will probably be the first place he'll try to attack." She said, starting to leave the room. "I better go after him." She went on, pausing her walking before completely leaving the room. "Would your parents mind if Margret and Simon stayed with you until I return?"
Fëanáro chuckled and waved a hand passively. "Pfft. Of course they wouldn't, Misses Gnomenmire. They're letting a few of my friends stay and they already have forty-eight children runnin' around the place."
"Knowing your parents, it'll be fifty soon." Midge said half jokingly, then left the room as she quietly giggled, figuring that Fëanáro and his friend would let themselves out.
"Hiiiii, Fëan."
And Margret.
Kadgaa had gone back to the bathroom to shower in boiling hot water. He felt dirty and disgusted with himself because he had been fantasizing about Dethiam ever since he found that dagger.
"Poor, poor traumatized, Kadgaa…" Xanna said, shaking her head as Dethiam polished her favorite dagger in the background. She quickly shrugged. "Oh well."
"Meh." Dethiam said, now sharpening her dagger. "I can't blame the guy for being attracted to me. I mean, I am pretty irresistible." She said, making Makaza, Mokoki and Ezekiel's jaws drop in shock. "What?" She said innocently, but still holding her dagger in her hand. The boys only turned away and whistled.
Dethiam rolled her eyes under her belts and shrugged as she went back to sharpening her dagger. "I don't care anyway. I need a real man." She said, not noticing the three boys choke on the air behind her.
'And I am that real man!' Ixxy said, stomping her foot as if to make her point.
'I knew it! You're a necrophiliac lesbian!' Xanna exclaimed, pointing to her "necrophiliac lesbian" voice.
'I am not! I'm just saying that I am the real man that she's talking about.'
'You're just proving my point…'
'Shut up!'
"Wait, wait, wait…" Mokoki said, his hands in front of himself as he walked up to one side of the chair Dethiam was sitting in. "You have a type?"
"Yeah. Moron."
"And what exactly would that be?"
"You're not my type." Dethiam said, thinking that Mokoki was hitting on her. That accusation made Mokoki turn away and vomit. "Not what I meant…" He groaned.
'That's what he gets for hitting on her.' Ixxy said, folding her arms over her chest and sticking her nose up in the air.
'Necrophiliac lesbian…'
'Shut the hell up!'
"Fëan, you're back!" Xanna greeted the night elf boy when he walked into the room, about to tackle him into a hug when she saw that he had a new growth attached to him. "Uh…" She said, staring at it. Well, her.
"Myyy Fëan…" Margret hissed, clinging to Fëanáro so tightly that he was turning a darker shade of purple than he should be.
"Sor-uhn-ry, Xanna." Fëanáro said, struggling as he tried to pull the little gnome girl off of himself. "She's a bit-uhn-clingy." He went on, still struggling. "And, uh, I kinda got some bad news-damnit, get off me, Margey!" He yelled, battling the gnome girl to the ground, then standing back up without anything attached. And a caged up Margret to the right side of his feet.
Xanna; and Ixxy; stared at the caged gnome, blinking at her.
Fëanáro put a hand on her shoulder. "I have some bad news, Xanna…"
"We're WHAT?" Mokoki yelled, jumping off of the couch and onto his feet.
"He said that we are stranded, Mokoki. And that it will probably be a little while before we can leave." Gishezpak politely repeated what Fëanáro had said to his friend.
"I know what he said!" The tauren continued to yell. "But what the hell do we do now?"
"Yeah, we can't stay here forever!" Makaza said, getting up and standing next to his friend.
"Xan Xan, what do we do?" Cosmo asked his friend, an arm wrapped around her; and her arms wrapped around herself. She let out a little frustrated sigh, stood up and took a couple steps away from the group. "Look, I told you guys that you can use your hearthstones. You still can. Whenever you want! It's your choice if you're not using them!"
"We told you that we're not gonna leave you here by yourself, Xanna." Akazil said sternly, making eye contact with the girl.
"That's nice, but I'll be fine."
"We're not leaving." Akazil said again, folding his arms over his chest and his right leg over his left. It was a way to add "and that's final".
Xanna shook her head and sighed. "Fine. Whatever. It's your choice if you want to be stranded here."
Akazil got up from the part of the big couch he was sitting on, walked over to Xanna, grabbed one of her hands and walked off to another room with her.
"Why?" Akazil asked, leaning on the door after locking it.
"Akazil, can we please not do this? I've had enough of these kinds of conversations." Xanna said, her arms over her chest and looking off to her right to avoid eye contact.
"I don't want to make you do something you don't want to do, but not as much as I want to have this conversation." The orc replied. "So why?"
"Why what?"
"Why do you act like that when I say that we're not gonna leave you behind? Why are you trying to push us away? Why are you trying to make us leave?" Akazil questioned, not receiving an answer. "…Is it Fëanáro?" He finally asked, making Xanna turn her head in confusion.
"Is what Fëanáro?"
"Is it him? Are you wanting to stay because…you like him?"
Xanna looked away again. "No."
Feeling a little relieved; but hiding it; Akazil went on. "Then why?"
"Because I know that you guys are gonna leave me anyway."
"What? Why would-?"
"Because everyone leaves me! Because I'm a halfling!" Xanna yelled, looking at Akazil with very angry and hurt eyes. "Cosmo left me! People I met in The Barrens left me! The kids in the orphanage left me! My own parents left me!" She went on. "Everyone leaves me! And you know what? It's fine. I accept that. I'm different. I get that now." She continued. "I'm a halfling. So I'll never be wanted! And that's fine! I've lived on my own for years! I don't care anymore!" She yelled, turning her back to the orc. "I don't need anyone. And no one needs me…" She sighed and lowered her head. "No one wants me…"
And that did it. That just tore Akazil up inside. So he did what anyone would do in the heat of the moment!
Akazil walked up to Xanna, grabbed her shoulder, turned her around, and pulled her into a deep kiss.
Xanna's eyes widened. As did Ixxy's; who was peeking her head out from her hiding spot; and then she ran somewhere in Xanna's mind to vomit.
But Xanna didn't. Not because she couldn't, but because she didn't want to. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sweetness of the orc's lips, and even kissing him back. After a moment, Akazil pulled away, looking down at his feet because he was now too shy to look Xanna in the eyes. "I…I need you, Xanna…" He said quietly.
Xanna smiled at him, opening her mouth to say something. But this wonderfully sweet moment; as always; was ruined. But this time, it was because one of Fëanáro's brothers and his succubus fell from the air vent.
'Not them again!' Ixxy yelled, smacking a hand over her eyes.
Xanna and Akazil blinked at the two, receiving blinks back. After blinking at each other a few times, Xanna grabbed Akazil's hand and they both walked out of the room they were in. Then they stood in the hallway for a moment.
"Let us never speak of this again…" Xanna said simply, still holding her right hand onto the doorknob as she looked to Akazil; who only blinked at the door.
Xanna and Akazil walked back to the whatever number living room they were in, not holding hands, talking, or even looking at each other. After a few minutes of trying to get the image of that night elf boy and his succubus out of their heads, the awkwardness and a dose of reality sank into their minds, reminding them that they had kissed. So they walked in awkward silence.
Their awkward silence was happily replaced with a horrible and unbelievable sight when they stepped into the living room. It was just so horribly unbelievable and unbelievably horrible that they held each other and screamed.
"What are you guys doing?" They yelled in unison as they stared at the sight.
The rest of the group looked at them, then at each other, and back at them.
"…Playing Monopoly." Fëanáro answered.
"Yeah, and so far, Gizzy; the bastard; is winning!" Mokoki grumbled as Makaza through some of his play money onto the ground. After that, he strangled Ezekiel because he had been laughing at him.
"And you're not fighting?" Akazil exclaimed, not realizing that he was still holding onto Xanna. He did when Cosmo came over in an angry huff and took her away from him, leaving him to stare at the air. He sighed and then walked over to Makaza and sat next to him.
"Can I play?" Xanna asked, smiling widely as she stared at the board.
"Of course! We can star over so you can-" Fëanáro was saying.
"No!" Kadgaa yelled.
"We are not starting over again!" Mokoki added.
"Yeah! At this rate, I'll never get to play Strip Poker!" Dethiam yelled, receiving odd stares from Akazil and Xanna.
"Strip Poker?…" Akazil asked.
"What? I like to gamble."
"Strip Poker…" Akazil said again.
"Strip Poker." Makaza replied to his brother.
"What's Strip Poker?" Xanna asked innocently, not noticing Ixxy drop to the ground in shock in her mind. 'Oh my god, you're such an idiot!'
Makaza and Mokoki's eyes lit up at what Xanna said, smirking widely at the oh so naïve elf girl.
"You don't know what it is?" Mokoki asked, almost purring out his words. Xanna; being oblivious at his intentions; shook her head. "Nope. What is it?"
"Here." Mokoki said, taking the game board and tossing it in a random direction, then pulling out a deck of cards. "Let me teach you."
"Ya-!" Xanna was saying when Cosmo picked her up and started to carry her away. "No! My Xan Xan is not playing Strip Poker!"
"But, Cosmo, I wanna plaaay!"
"No!" Cosmo said, trying not to give in. "But, Cosmo!" Xanna said again, looking up her friend and giving him such a sad puppy dog look. It took all of three seconds of that look to make Cosmo give in and let Xanna play. "Oh, fine! But we stop at underwear!" He said, turning around and carrying Xanna back to the group.
Makaza and Mokoki looked to Dethiam. "Fiiine with us…" They said.
"Wow, that was fun." Xanna; fully clothed; said after beating everyone at Strip Poker. For the ninth time. In a row.
"Again…are you sure you've never played this before?" Mokoki asked again. Xanna smiled widely. "Nope. Never in my life."
"She's obviously cheating." Kadgaa said, folding his arms over his chest. Xanna looked offended. "Hey, I don't cheat!" She said. "…Okay, sometimes I do. But just sometimes. Like on video games…and quests…and cheeseburgers…"
Everyone raised an eyebrow at her. "How can you…?" Kadgaa was asking.
"Anywaaays…" Xanna; wanting to change the awkward subject; said. "Anyone wanna play again?" She asked, receiving nods and shrugs from everyone. She smiled widely again and began to shuffle the cards. Like a gambling professional. "Alright, here's how it-"
"Fëanáro!" Came Azlirac's voice from down the hall, startling everyone and making Xanna scatter the cards everywhere. When no one was looking, she quickly dressed herself and tried to hide before he came into the room, figuring that he was looking for the picture she took.
Azlirac stormed into the living room, seeing everyone in their underwear. He stared blankly at them as they tried to put their clothes back on, then shook his head and walked up to his son. "Where is she?" He said.
"Where's-?"
"Xanna. Where is she?"
"W-why?" Fëanáro asked, quickly seeing that he should buy time for Xanna to find a better hiding spot.
Azlirac was about to say why when his ear twitched, then he quickly walked over to where Xanna was hiding in stealth and stood over her. "Stand up please." He said, his arms over his chest as he looked down at the invisible elf.
Xanna gulped, unstealthed herself, and slowly stood up, avoiding eye contact with the elder elf as long as she could. "H-hello, sir." She stuttered.
"Give it to me." Azlirac said, holding out his right hand. Xanna glanced up to him, then slowly pulled out the photograph she took from her pocket and placed it in his hand.
Azlirac looked at it, seeing that it was the treasured picture he kept hung at the end of the hallway by his office. He looked to Xanna, seeing that she looked terrified at what he might he do. He closed his eyes and sighed, opening his eyes to look at her again.
'Goin' back to my room…' Ixxy said, seeing that another stupid dramatic conversation was about to happen. 'Man, these things are getting annoying…' She mumbled as she went to hide in her room.
"Come with me Xanna." Azlirac said, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder.
Xanna was confused and looked to her friends to see if she shoulder. They all looked confused too; which helped so much. Quietly sighing, Xanna nodded and left with Azlirac.
Azlirac and Xanna walked down several hallways in silence, then they came to the frame Xanna had taken the picture from. Azlirac put it back in the frame, then led Xanna to his office that was a little ways from it.
Azlirac sat in his chair while Xanna stood next to the one on the other side. He motioned for her to sit down. She sat down on the floor.
"You can sit in the chair…" He said, staring blankly at the spot where Xanna was once standing.
"Oh." Xanna said, quickly standing up and sitting down in the chair. "Uh, sorry." She said sheepishly.
"Why did you take it, Xanna?" Azlirac asked, cutting to the chase.
"I-I-I…" Xanna; caught off guard as she was staring at the snow globe on his desk; replied, avoiding eye contact again. "I…don't know, sir…" She answered half honestly, sheepishly shrugging and lowering her head in shame.
"You felt like you knew the people in the picture, didn't you." Azlirac said more as a statement than a question, resting his arms on his desk and keeping his hands together as he looked at Xanna. She had lifted her head up in shock, obviously wondering how she felt.
"Um…well…" She went back to her stammering and avoiding eye contact. "I… How did you know?" She asked, trying to get the spotlight off of herself.
Azlirac kept his regular emotionless expression on, keeping his cool. "I know a lot about you, Xanna." He said. "I know that you're absolutely petrified of spiders because of a traumatic event in Ghostlands that happened when you were four. I know your favorite color is red. And I know that; oddly; your favorite number is cookie."
"Hey! I'm telling you! Cookie is a number! Ya just gotta read between the lines, man!"
"Right… My point is that I know a lot about you. So I know how seeing that picture made you feel."
"Is this the part where you tell me you're my father?…"
"No. Close, but no." Azlirac said, getting up and pacing, trying to think about how he was going to tell Xanna the truth. That, and ignoring how hypocritical he was being because he had told Feladora to not tell Xanna, and yet he was about to do just that.
"So…have you been stalking me?"
"It is not stalking. I have just been simply keeping an eye on you." He said, making Xanna fold her arms over her chest, cross her legs and roll her eyes. "Right." She said.
"I knew your father." Azlirac finally said.
"Yeah. You and three other people." Xanna said in her "whatever" sort of tone. Azlirac raised an eyebrow at her. "Other people?" He asked.
"You probably know them too. Louis, Seda, and this crazy guy Elros." Xanna shook her head. "Don't know what his problem is. He tried to kidnap me before my friends and I came to your house and he kept calling me his queen." She said. "Weirdo…"
"You…you met Louis?" Azlirac asked, taken aback. Xanna nodded at him. He got down on his knees in front of her, looking up to her as if he were a child. "What did he say? How is he? He is alright, isn't he? Has he been taking care of himself?"
"H-he was unconscious."
"Why?"
"Because he and Seda were trapped in some sort of giant purple shield thing that was burning on the inside."
"Was he still breathing?"
"Yeah. Just unconscious."
Azlirac sighed in relief, happy to know that his brother was still alright. Then he stood back onto his feet and began to pace again. "And Seda? How was she?"
"Pfft. She looked absolutely fine to me. Not that I care."
"Why don't you care?"
"'Cause she told me about what happened when I was a baby. How she was the one who abandoned me. All because she just didn't want me."
"I'm positive that's that what she said." Azlirac asked, looking down at Xanna.
"Well…maybe that's not it word for word, but it's still basically what she said…" Xanna mumbled.
Azlirac sighed and sat back down in his chair. "I'll start at the beginning for you." He said.
"Some years ago…before you were born… Your mother and father had a friend." Azlirac started after Xanna finally got comfortable. Before he actually got to start the story, she had something to eat, a bathroom break, and a little flirting time with Fëanáro.
"Elros." Xanna said.
"Yes. They used to be great friends. But over the years, he became…different." Azlirac said, remembering memories of Elros' personality slowly change. "He was in love with your mother."
"Uh-huh…" Was the only thing Xanna said, sitting forward and holding the lower half of her face in her right hand.
"He was beaten as a child. It made him angry and all he could show was his hatred and anger. But when he met your parents, he began to change. He started to show some other emotions. And he fell deeply in love with your mother." Azlirac explained. "But… Your mother did not feel the same way. His heart was completely broken and he became bitter. But he still loved her deeply." He paused, seeing if Xanna had anything to say. She didn't, so he went on.
"He then stopped being friends with them, not being able to stand the sight of them being together. But when he left their little trio, he began to think of ways to make your mother love him."
"Liiike…?" Xanna said, sounding a little annoyed with having to listen to this stupid story.
"Learning other classes." Azlirac answered.
"Learning other classes?" Xanna asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes." The elder night elf answered.
"What'd he learn?"
"He trained to be a hunter, to summon his she-wolf Niamh. A warlock, to summon his doomguard Lance. A fire and ice mage, to freeze his opponents in place and then burn them. And a paladin, to heal any wounds of his." Azlirac said, his hands together, leaning forward and onto his legs with his hands in front of his chin.
Xanna looked unmoved, but inside she was quite intrigued. "He sounds very powerful…" She said.
"Yes, I believe he is. And he did it all…-" Azlirac continued, making eye contact with Xanna. "-for you mother."
Xanna rolled her eyes, leaning back into her chair again, her arms folded across her chest. "Does this story have a point?" She asked, looking off to her right instead of making eye contact with the adult.
"Yes. You just need to be quiet and listen." Azlirac told the young teen, starting to get a little frustrated with her. "Elros did all of that for you mother, but she still turned him down."
"Yeah, yeah, sappy love story. Are we done yet?"
"He continued to try and win her love." Azlirac said through gritted teeth. No one had ever made him so frustrated before; other than his wife and brother. "He found a book."
"A book?" Xanna asked sarcastically, raising an eyebrow to match it.
"Yes. A book of the history of the Alliance and Horde."
"Oh, let me guess. He read the book, didn't he?" Xanna continued with the bitchy sarcastic tone. Much like the one Ixxy usually had.
'Damn, now you're startin' to sound like me… I don't know if I should be proud or worried…'
"In the book,-" Azlirac continued, still trying to keep his frustration under control. "-he read about a couple of gems." He said, seeing Xanna's attention slowly come back. He didn't think about why she suddenly wanted to start paying attention again and continued.
"The gems were found a very long time ago, by the Alliance and Horde founders." He said. "Not Thrall and Wrynn or any of the current leaders." He added. "The very first leaders of the Alliance and Horde. The actual founders."
"Must be an old ass book…" Xanna mumbled.
"Yes, but that doesn't matter." Azlirac said, when Xanna looked to him and quickly interrupted him. "Neither does this stupid story." She snapped.
"Will you please be quiet and listen?" Azlirac said, his eyes shut and his head down slightly, trying to keep calm. "It's a long story, I know, but you have to listen to everything to know why you were left at that orphanage."
"I already know why." Xanna said grimly. "My parents didn't want me, so they pawned me off on Louis and Seda and then they pawned me off on an orphanage. There. We're done. Can I go now?"
"Please…just listen Xanna. You may not know it, but I am trying to help you. Don't push me away." Azlirac said calmly, making eye contact with Xanna again and then tapping her in it.
Xanna felt ashamed for being so mean and nodded. "Yes, sir. Sorry, sir…"
"Thank you." Azlirac said. "Anyways…" He went on. "The gems are extremely powerful. They can give the wielder the power to destroy or rule anything without so much as lifting a pinky." He said.
Xanna tilted her head. "So…someone could take over Azeroth and Outlands with those things?"
Azlirac nodded. "Yes." He said. "Which is exactly what Elros planned to do."
"But what does this has to do with my parents abandoning me?"
"After realizing how powerful the gems were, the founders decided to hide them. But over time, they were eventually put in museums."
'Oh, that's brilliant. "These things are so powerful, they could take over everything, so let's not let anyone use them by displaying them in museums in front of everyone!"' Ixxy mocked, peeking her head out of her room again.
"I know that it sounds ridiculous, but over the years, people began to doubt that the stories were true about the gems." Azlirac said, shrugging as he thought about it, then going on.
"One night…" Azlirac continued, his eyes shut as he got to the more serious part. "Your parents went to the Stormwind museum." He said, not having to open his eyes to see Xanna's facial expression. "It was suppose to be a little family trip among you three because you had just had your first birthday." He continued, opening his eyes and looking at Xanna. "That was the night when Elros took the gems."
Xanna made eye contact with Azlirac now, listening to the story with her full attention and racing heart.
"He had already taken the gem Orgrimmar's museum. So he went to get the one from Stormwind." Azlirac said. "Your parents were right next to the gem." He said. "Your father was a rogue. And your mother was a blood elf." Azlirac said, pausing to make sure Xanna had caught on to what he was saying. She did.
"Elros turned the lights out quickly, then stole the gem. And when they came back on, everyone saw that the gem was missing. And-"
"-my parents were the perfect suspects…" Xanna finished Azlirac's sentence for him.
"Yes. Your father was a rogue. The sneaky, stealthy, pickpocket class. And you mother was a Horde." Azlirac said, knowing that he needn't say more.
"What happened after that?" Xanna asked, staring at her lap.
"The Alliance and Horde went to war with each other. Both sides thinking that the other was the betrayer." Azlirac answered. "Cross-Marriages were banned, and all that had currently existed were killed."
"And that's what happened to my parents?"
"Partly." Azlirac said, making Xanna raise an eyebrow. "Elros also began to chase your parents."
"For my mother."
"For you."
"Me? Why me?"
"Elros watched your parents like a hawk. He watched as they ran away from an entire angry mob together. He tried to offer your mother to stay with him, told her of how great he would take care of her after he became the ruler of Azeroth and Outlands, how he could even transfer your soul into a pure blood elf baby so you wouldn't be a halfling. But she refused. He realized that he would never win her heart after she turned all of that down, so he stopped chasing her."
"And…decided to go after…me?"
Azlirac nodded.
"But what happened to them? How did they die? And why is he after Louis and Seda?" Xanna questioned.
"You said that you met Louis and Seda before you and your friends came here, didn't you?"
"Yeah."
"Then you already know."
"So…what Louis and Seda said was true? They're dead?"
Azlirac shook his head. "No, Xanna." He said, looking to the girl. "Louis; my brother; and Seda; whom I love like a sister; are your parents."
Xanna's eyes widened in shock. "They…were my parents?…" She said quietly to herself, receiving a nod from Azlirac.
"OH MY GOD!" Fëanáro shouted on the other side of the door, quickly running off to a nearby bathroom; occupied or not; to vomit once he did all of the math in his head. Azlirac and Feladora had told him that the picture was of his brother and sister-in-law, Louis and Seda. And while he was eavesdropping on the conversation his father and Xanna were having, he heard that Xanna was their daughter. Thus, his cousin. Thus, he had been hitting on and fantasizing about his cousin this whole time.
Now he and Kadgaa just needed to have an argument about which was worse. Fantasizing about your cousin or fantasizing about an undead.
Ignoring his now traumatized son, Azlirac looked to Xanna; who was bent over her legs, holding her hands on the back of her head.
"I'm very sorry that they had to leave you at an orphanage, Xanna." He said, trying to comfort her. "When Louis told me about it, he began to cry about it."
"Louis and Seda…are my parents…" She said quietly. "Louis and Seda…and the ones I met in the forest…" She continued, starting to shake a little bit. "Louis and Seda…are the ones…I met…in the forest…"
"Yes, I believe we've just covered that." Azlirac said, sitting up straight and staring at the girl in front of him.
"Louis…and Seda…are the ones…I met…in the forest…" Xanna said, repeating that sentence again, but with more anger in her voice.
Azlirac tilted his head at the teen. "Xanna?"
Xanna shot up from her chair, a few angry tears in her eyes. "I met my freaking parents in the forest and they didn't even bother to tell me?" She yelled.
She wanted to say more. She was dying to say more. She was dying to scream about something. Anything. But didn't know what to say. So she angrily ran out of the room and to the one she had been sharing with Cosmo, slammed the door and locked it.
Azlirac sat in his chair and sighed. 'That did not go as well as I had expected…' He thought.
Xanna paced the room, furious about the news she just found out. "I can't believe this!" She said angrily through her gritted teeth. "I can't believe this!" She repeated, getting angrier because she wanted to do something with her arms but didn't know what to do with them.
'Okay, you need to calm down.' Ixxy said, now out of her hiding spot and trying to calm Xanna down.
'Calm down? Calm down? How can I calm down, Ixxy? I met my parents and they didn't even bother to tell me!' Xanna said, fighting back her angry tears. 'That just proves my point that they didn't want me!'
'No, it doesn't.'
'Yes, it does! It does!'
'They didn't tell you to protect you, Xanna. Elros was chasing after you!'
Xanna couldn't speak anymore. She was too angry, tugging at her and clenching her jaw so tight, she thought that she might break her own teeth. She needed to take out her rage. She had to do something.
Not knowing what to do, Xanna fell to her knees and screamed her rage-filled heart out until she was breathless. After that, she quickly looked around the room and spotted a mirror. Then she quickly got up and began to smash it, tearing up the rest of the room after that.
Ixxy said nothing and she just let Xanna have her moment. She actually felt the same thing Xanna did at that moment. Betrayal.
After breaking everything, Xanna walked over to a broken piece of mirror. She looked at it and felt disgusted. She then picked it up, walked over to the window and threw it, not caring where it landed or if it had hurt someone.
"How could they leave me behind?" She asked no one in particular through gritted teeth. "How dare they leave me behind!"
'They had no other choice, Xanna.'
'Yes they did! They could've taken me with them! But they saw me as a burden and left me behind…' Xanna was fighting back tears again. "They left me behind…to be tortured!'
'Xanna-'
"I hate them!" Xanna yelled, letting a tear slip out. "I hope they die slow and painful deaths and burn in hell!"
"Me too." A cocky voice said."Who said that?" Xanna demanded of the air.
"I did." A cloaked figure said, quietly coming out of the shadows on the branch of the tree next to the window.
"You…" Xanna said, narrowing her eyes at him."The name is, Elros, if you're wondering." He smirked.
"I know what it is." Xanna snapped, folding her arms over her chest and leaning on her left leg, sticking her right hip out as she glared at Elros. "What do you want?"Elros smirked a little more. "I'm glad you asked." He said, walking closer to her on the branch, then sat next to her on the windowsill. "I came to make you an offer."
"What kind of offer?…"
"By the look of your angry expression towards me, I can see that you already know that I've framed your parents for stealing the gems." Elros said, keeping his smirk on like the cocky bastard he was.
"Get to the point." Xanna snapped, growing bored of this. Of everything.
"So feisty." He said, lifting up his right hand and holding Xanna's chin between his index finger and thumb. "I like it." He said, his emerald green eyes twinkling as he gazed into her dark yellow ones. "I just want you to know that, if you want, you can be my queen. You can have everything I offered to your mother." He said, his smirk turning into a sweet smile to try and trick the young girl.
"I-!" She was saying, but he moved his hand from her chin and put a finger on her lips. "Give it a day to think about, then give me your answer." He whispered. He wasn't actually giving her a choice, but he wanted to see how much Xanna hated her parents. 'I should have had her much sooner than this, but I have such a horrible minion…' He thought, thinking of Gishezpak.
Ignoring the need think of horrible punishments for his minion, Elros kissed Xanna. "I will return for your answer tomorrow, my sweet." He said, hopping back onto the tree branch. "I know you'll make the right choice. After all, I'm the only one that can bring you happiness." He said, chuckling as he disappeared into the night.
Xanna blinked at the spot where Elros had been standing, remembering how her mirror self said something like that when she had all of those horrible flashbacks of her childhood.
She shook her head, turned around and grabbed the blanket she didn't tear up that was lying on the floor and tossed it over herself, using it like a cloak.
'You're not actually going to go to him, are you?'
'No.' Xanna said. 'I'm not that stupid. He's a freaking psycho pedophile kiss rapist!'
'And he needs therapy. Don't forget that.'
'Yeah.' Xanna said, walking to the window.
'If you're not going to him, then why the blanket?'
'Isn't it obvious? I'm leaving.' Xanna replied, prepared to hop from the window and onto the branch.
'But what about the gang?' Ixxy asked, actually concerned about the rest of the group.
Xanna turned to look back at the locked bedroom door for a minute. "To hell with them." She said, hopping onto the branch, carefully walking to where it began on the tree, then climbing down it to leave Stormwind.
Xanna quietly walked down the streets, thankful that no one was awake. At least, no one was awake except for the guards. She hoped that she would be able to sneak past them because stealthing would've been useless.
Taking a deep breath, Xanna walked toward the Stormwind gate, not hearing the person following her.
Elros rolled his eyes as he quietly followed Xanna. 'Do no women like power these days?' He thought, keeping a good distance away from Xanna as he watched her walk up to the guards at the gate.
"Good day, officers." Xanna said politely, walking past them. They both nodded politely and let her keep walking by. 'Phew.'
"Guards! Stop her! She is a member of the Horde!" Elros shouted, keeping himself cloaked so he wouldn't have to kill two more idiot guards.
"What?" One of the guards grabbed Xanna, turned her around and pulled down her hood, immediately being filled with disgust after seeing her. "This is no Horde. It's a halfling!""Kill her!" The other shouted."No! Please! I'm not wanting to hurt anyone! I'm trying to get out of the city!""Why? To get the rest of your Horde buddies and kill us all? I think not!" The guard that was holding her; very tightly; shouted at her."No, I-ah!" Xanna yelled when he stabbed her right leg. "I'm not trying to hurt anyone!" She yelled, hitting him on the head, knocking off his helmet, then she spat in his eye.
"Ah!" He yelled, letting go. "Acid spit!""Stop, drop and roll!" The other guard yelled as Xanna did her best to sprint away with a limp leg. She cried and held a hand over her wound as she ran. 'Why did they attack me? I don't wanna hurt anyone!' She thought, sniffling. 'I'm a halfling… No one will ever trust a halfling!'
Xanna let go of her leg and continued to run and cry. She didn't know where she was going. As long as it was away from any form of life, she was she wished that she could be happy with any form of life. But that wish would never come true. Because she was a halfling.
It began to rain when Xanna stopped running. She sat down beneath a dead tree, knowing it was the beginning of a thunderstorm. Not caring about it, Xanna began to cry her heart out into the night, still wishing that at least one person cared about her. "I'm a monster…" She said quietly.
'Xanna?…'
"I have no business to live…" She looked at her hands.
'Xanna?'
"What my parents did was wrong, and they paid for their mistake by having me… But they didn't know how to fix it, so they got rid of me." She shed a couple more tears. "I'm the one that should burn in hell…" Xanna slowly reached for a dagger.
'Xanna! For god's sake, no!' Ixxy yelled, trying to stop the very emotional; and at the moment, suicidal; girl. 'Be reasonable and actually think about this!' She yelled as Xanna stared at the dagger. 'I know you're upset, but that's no reason to kill yourself! I'm upset about it too, but I'm getting over it!'Xanna; like always; ignored her, and readied the dagger to pierce her heart.
'Xanna!' Ixxy yelled.
And then everything faded to black. Her only regret was not being able to be a better friend. Xanna's was not saying goodbye. But she had no one to say goodbye to.
Hooray! :D
I liked this chapter. Yes, I'll probably edit it a lot when I actually get back to editing things, but I still liked it. Risky Business, Tom Cruise, and Bob Seger refrences. Randomness, drama, Kadgaa finding out that Deth is his true love, Xanna finding out the truth, snapping and killing herself. And even a Xanna and Akazil kiss. Yep. Pretty nice. It's even fairly long! :D
Lol. Hope everyone enjoyed this chapter.
Note: Also; I've been planning to kill off Xanna since chapter eleven. Yeah. I've had it planned for that long. :P