Chapter thirty-five of Xanna. Hope everyone enjoys. :)
Note: Sorry the chapter title is gay...
Xanna slowly opened her eyes, blinking to gain focus on the blue blur she saw. Once done, she saw it was Gishezpak, carrying her in his arms. 'Gizzy?…' She thought trying to regain her memory of what had happened that caused her to black out in the first place. She opened her mouth to speak to the troll, finally realizing she had a piece of cloth tied over the bottom half of her face, and rope wrapped around her body.
Not thinking about why such things were where they shouldn't be for too long, she used her tongue to pull the cloth off her mouth. "Gizzy?" She murmured, still feeling a bit lightheaded. "Wha-… What's going on?" She asked. Her blue troll friend didn't answer, barely even glanced down at her, too focused on looking at what was ahead of them.
Xanna was confused and looked to her left, seeing what was ahead. Her eyes widened when she saw the back of Elros' body. She screamed and quickly squirmed out of Gishezpak's hold, then began to hop for her life away from the two.
Hearing the scream, Elros turned around, sighing as he watched his queen attempt at an escape. "Why must they always run?" He said quietly to himself. "Shall I go after her, Master?" The troll asked him. He shook his head in reply. "No." He said, then lifted up his left hand and snapped his fingers, sending some more of his "workers" to capture Xanna.
She heard the snap and automatically knew it meant something bad, but she continued to hop, panting from putting in more effort than usual; hopping for your life was much harder than running for your life. She continued on, not slowing down for even a moment, afraid of what Elros was planning for her, with her, to her. She tried to shake the thoughts from her mind and focus on where she was, where she was going; which was right into a lovely group of "friendly creatures".
Xanna came to a halt and stood absolutely still at the first sight of them, her feet completely frozen. The upper half of her body slowly began to tremble with fear as she looked around her, seeing more of them pop out from behind trees and rocks. They were all so big, much bigger than any of the other spiders she had seen. 'What the hell are these things? Super mutant spiders? !'
As Xanna stared at all of them; only standing and staring as well; she tried to think of a way to escape. Her ideas were quickly interrupted when the leader spider showed herself. Xanna's eyes widened as she looked at her, slowly looking upwards at her until she made herself fall over, being towered by the huge beast. She looked exactly like Naraxis, but much bigger.
Xanna's heart began to race, her breathing became short and quick, she was petrified with fear, not even feeling the tears in her eyes swell up and slide down her cheeks.
'Run!'
Quickly, Xanna hopped back onto her feet, then hopped for her life back the way she had come from, hopping way faster than she had been just a moment ago. She stopped when she was a few feet away from Gishezpak and Elros. Standing still, she looked at them, then looked over her shoulder and at the spiders. Looking forward again, she lowered her head and sighed, then slowly hopped back to Gishezpak and into his arms.
"Daddy!" Heather cried, bursting into the room with Daphne and Kathy. All three girls ran to their father and clung themselves to his legs, sobbing uncontrollably. Azlirac knew that they must have seen what was going on outside to get so frightened. Either that, or Melanie had decided to pull another prank on them.
"Girls, calm down." The grown night elf man said, patting and rubbing his daughters' heads gently and comfortingly to help them stop crying. "Everything will be alright." He told them reassuringly, then he knelt down and hugged all three of them tightly.
"Daddy, what do we do?" Heather cried. "We're scared!" Daphne and Kathy cried in unison. Azlirac hugged them one more time, then looked into their eyes one at a time. "Go get all of your questing siblings and send them to me, then hide with your mother with the rest of them. Alright, girls?" He requested of them calmly. They all sniffled and nodded their heads. "Yes, Daddy." They said, then quickly ran off to fetch their siblings.
"What do we do?" Akazil asked Azlirac as he stood up after his daughters left. "I am not sure." The night elf man replied, shrugging and shaking his head, then used his right hand to rub the back of his head to think.
"We're doomed!" Makaza shouted, beginning to run around with Ezekiel. "We all gonna die!" He went on, then caught his imp when he jumped into his arms, then began to sob with him. "Boss, I want you to know… I've always hated you!" Ezekiel sobbed. "And I've always hated you!" Makaza sobbed back.
Annoyed, Ixxy rolled her eyes then punched Makaza in the face, making him fly into the wall. "Whatever we do, we can't just sit here with our thumbs up our asses!"
"Yeah! I've tried that! It's not as fun as it sounds!" Cosmo exclaimed, getting off the couch, receiving strange stares from everyone else in the room. "What?…"
"Okaaay…disturbing…" Akazil said, turning away from Cosmo and back to Azlirac. "Hate…my life…" Ixxy said, twitching in the corner. "Ixxy's right. We have to do something."
"Yeah!" Cosmo chimed in again. "We have to save Xan Xan!"
"Yes, I know." Azlirac said. "But that is going to have to wait."
"Wait? Why? ! She needs our help now!" Cosmo yelled, stomping his foot. "Don't worry." Azlirac said, trying to calm the blood elf down. "She'll be fine on her own. Elros wants her alive and wouldn't lay a finger on her."
"Much…" Ixxy added, making the night elf man shrug a bit sheepishly. Cosmo shrilled at the horrible thoughts. "We have to go find her now!" He yelled again.
"Calm down, ya damn fairy." Ixxy commanded irritably. "I've known Xanna my whole life. Hell, I was trapped in her head until just yesterday!" She said, waving her right arm a bit. "She'll be fine on her own. She's escaped tons of situations a normal person would die in too many times for me to count."
"But-" Cosmo tried to say, a few tears now in his eyes. "And we've been together for so long, we can now speak to each other telepathically." Ixxy went on with her reassuring speech. "I can still see inside her mind and vise versa. Right now, she's still unconscious. If anything happens, I'll let ya know."
"But she can't be alone!" Cosmo finally said. "She can't! She just can't!" He cried, stomping his foot again. "When she's alone, she gets the feeling of abandonment! She told us herself! We have to go get her! Who knows what she'll do!" Cosmo cried more, looking to everyone around him with pleading eyes.
Azlirac grabbed the boy and pulled him into a hug like he had done with his daughters. "She'll be fine." He said. "No! No she won't! We-We have to-!" Cosmo persisted, trying to squirm away from Azlirac. The man only tightened the hug and held him close. "She's not going to kill herself." He said calmly, gently rubbing the back of Cosmo's head when he gave up and began to sob into his chest.
"Yeah, yeah. Dramatic moment. Can I go play outside now?" Dethiam said, jumping up and down giddily a bit on the window ceil, jealous of everyone that was in the glorious battle going on.
Everyone stared blankly at Dethiam as she smiled happily at the destruction that was going on outside, being interrupted when some of Azlirac's older children entered the room.
"Dad, Heather told us what was going on. What do we do?" The first boy to enter the room said, his eyes quickly wandering to Ixxy. "Hey, good lookin'." He said, smirking at her.
"Ew… So not interested…"
The boy continued to stare and smirk at Ixxy until his father smacked him upside the head. "This is no time to be hitting on your cousin, Son." He said, his eyes closed, not having to open them to know he had made his son's eyes widen in horror.
"Yeah! Besides…" Makaza said, suddenly next to Ixxy, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close. "She's dating me."
"What have I told you about touching me? !" Ixxy snapped at the young orc, glaring at him and pulling out a dagger. "Um…I love you?" Makaza replied, taking a few steps back in fear.
"This is also no time to be killing each other." Azlirac said, making Ixxy lower her dagger. "We need to get out there and help in that fight."
"Alright!" One of Azlirac's daughters said, pulling out machine guns, wearing a bandana around her head and plenty of ammo wrapped around her body. "Let's do this." She said.
"I swear to God, if you shout Leroy Jenkins before the fight, I am disowning you as my sister…" The son that had tried to flirt with Ixxy said, staring blankly at his twin. "Well, cover your ears!" His sister retorted at him.
"Melvin! Kalvin! Settle down!" Azlirac said before they began their ridiculous argument.
"Boy, this really makes me think of a couple people I know…" Ixxy said to no one in particular, thinking of herself and Xanna. "Melvin and Kalvin?…" Makaza pondered his own question out loud next to Ixxy, getting a gun stuck in his face. "You got a problem with it, bitch?" Kalvin asked, narrowing her eyes at the orc, keeping a finger on the trigger. "N-no…" Makaza stammered out, looking at the tip of the gun on his nose.
Azlirac sighed to himself, placing his head in his hand. "I apologize. Almost all of my children take after their mother…" He said, shaking his head a little bit. "Now please, let us hurry and help the people outside before our city is destroyed."
"Holy shit!" Makaza exclaimed, staring at the carnage going on in Stormwind with everyone else on the doorstep. "There're monsters everywhere!" Cosmo exclaimed, picking up his lioness and holding her tightly.
"Ahahaha…" Dethiam cackled, running off to get into a battle with several beasts at once.
"Should we go after him?…" Melvin asked his father, staring at the direction Dethiam had run off in with a raised eyebrow. Ixxy shook her head in response. "Nah, she'll be fine."
"That's a woman? !" Melvin exclaimed, receiving only a shrug from Ixxy. "Alright, guys. Let's do this." She said, pulling out her daggers. Quickly, everyone ran off; except for Melvin and Kalvin.
Kalvin cocked her gun and opened her mouth to shout the famous line, but was stopped by her brother. "Say it and I am so disowning your ass." He said to her. She pursed her lips and directed her eyes to the right, standing in silence. "Don't even think it." He said, not giving her a chance to think the line. She looked back to him with a pouted face. "You are so not fun…"
Ixxy ran down the streets, helping out anyone she saw in trouble, going into her mind to check on Xanna every chance she got. 'Still unconscious. Dammit!' She thought after helping someone rip apart a skeleton.
"Thanks." The young man panted. Ixxy nodded to him, then quickly ran off again. "W-wait! What's your name?" He shouted after her. She ignored it and made a quick turn around the corner, seeing two adults trying to protect their children from a felguard.
Quickly, Ixxy sprinted over, jumped and knocked the demon away from the family and tackled it to the ground, then kept it pinned long enough for her to stab it in the left side of its chest. The felguard groaned in pain, then grabbed Ixxy and tossed her off. Luckily for her, it was high enough for her to skillfully do a flip-turn in mid-air and land gracefully on her feet.
She waited for the felguard to get back onto its feet before attacking again. Once it was, she ran up to it, slid beneath it through its legs, quickly hopped back to her feet and stabbed it again, also retrieving her other dagger.
The felguard yelled out in pain again, then made an attempt to cut Ixxy with his axe. Ixxy quickly jumped back, dodging the weapon, then ducked the next swing, fell onto her back and tripped the felguard before it struck her down. As she hopped back onto her feet, one of the little boys of the family she was trying to protect ran over and jumped onto the felguard and began to beat on its chest, screaming as tears slipped through his tightly closed eyes.
"Tom, no!" His mother yelled out. She screamed at the top of her lungs when the felguard began to get back onto its feet, holding the young boy by his throat. "Let go of my son, your demon bastard!" The father yelled, taking a pitchfork and charging at the demon with it.
"No, don't!" Ixxy yelled out to the farmer man, all of these actions happening too fast for her to have even stopped the child. She then tried to act faster than she had been to get the farmer and his boy out of the way before they were severely hurt or killed. She ran up to the felguard again, jumped as high as she could, then cut off the hand that had been restraining the little boy and grabbed him by one of his shoulders, pulled him away and held him close as they landed.
"Agh!" The farmer screamed in pain behind Ixxy. "Robert!" The man's wife screamed, picking up her other son and placing a hand over his eyes. Ixxy quickly turned around, still holding the boy as he coughed for air, then quickly covered his eyes as well so he wouldn't see his father lying on the ground with an axe sticking out of his chest.
And just then, someone leapt over Ixxy, pulled out their daggers, and cut off the felguard's head when it wasn't looking, finishing off the move with a skillful landing just at the dying farmer's head. "This is so much fun…" Dethiam said, smirking as she stood up straight.
Ixxy ran past the severed head as the body to it slowly fell to the ground, giving the farmer woman her unbelievably and stupidly courageous son. "Daddy!" The boy's brother cried, getting away from his mother and running to his father. The woman quickly followed and placed their oldest on the ground to hold her husband. "Robert!" She cried.
"Ci-… Cilia…" He said, breathing short and quickly, coughing up blood every now and again.
"Uhn…looks bad… If he dies, think they'll let me eat him?" Dethiam asked, walking over and standing next to Ixxy as they watched the sad sight.
"Normally, I'd support your act, but this time I'm against it." Ixxy replied to her. "No. You can't eat him." She said. Dethiam only shrugged. "Eh. Plenty of other corpses lyin' around."
For the first time since meeting her, Ixxy ignored Dethiam and walked up to the farmer man, kneeling down beside him to see how bad his wound was. She sighed sadly as she looked at the axe, deeply planted in his chest. It actually surprised her that he wasn't dead already.
"Daddy, please don't go!" His little boy cried, holding his mother tightly as he stared at his father, completely horrified. The man smiled and took his hand and held it as tightly as he could, trying not to groan too much from the axe in his chest. "Dad, I'm sorry!" His other son cried, keeping to himself on his mother's other side, also staring with horror at his father and the pool of blood he was making. Still, the man only smiled at his sons and wife. "I need you boys to be strong…and…take care of your mother…"
"No! No, you have to! You're not leaving!" His eldest cried more. "Please don't leave, Dad!"
Still smiling, the man turned to Ixxy. "Thank you for protecting my family for me. I owe you a great debt…but I'm sorry that I won't be able to pay it…" He said, closing his eyes and groaning from pain.
Ixxy shook her head and quickly got to her feet. She wasn't going to let this happen. Quickly, she looked around in the mayhem, looking for a paladin or a priest, someone that could help heal this man so he could stay with his family. With luck on her side, she found one. "Hey, you!" She called out and ran up to him as he healed a friend. "I need your help!"
"I'm sorry, but I can't." He panted. "I gotta help my friend, but I'm out of mana, mana potions and water." He quickly explained, his right eye closed from getting some sweat in it.
Ixxy growled and grabbed him by the back of his hair, then directed his attention to the poor farmer family. "You see that? That man is dying! And his children will grow up without a father!" She barked at him, yanking his head to make him focus on her. "I don't care if you're out of mana! You are going to keep that man from dying!"
Now fearing for his life even more so than he had been doing, the young man slowly turned his head as much as he could. "Frank, you good for now?" He asked his combating friend. "Uhn!" His friend replied, slicing at a wolf with his sword. "Yeah!" He said, bashing at a snapping turtle with his shield. "I'm good!"
The young man Ixxy still held hostage turned his head back to her, smiling nervously. "I'm all yours, darlin'." He said, feeling Ixxy's grip on the back of his head get tighter. "Don't-call-me-darlin'." She said through gritted teeth.
"Ah…" The young man said from the pain, leaning his head back so it wouldn't hurt as much. "Got it." He squeaked, then gulped.
Ixxy nodded, then huffed as she turned around and dragged the poor man to the farmer family, then roughly tossed him in front of herself once at them. "Holy-" The paladin man was exclaiming, quickly changing his last word when he saw the two young crying boys. "-crap…" He said, then shook away his nerves, knelt down and examined the wound. "Ooh, that is pretty bad…" He said, then stood up and walked a couple feet away with Ixxy.
Sighing, the paladin rubbed the back of his neck and looked at Ixxy. "Look, I don't know if I'm gonna be able to heal that. I barely have any mana and by the time I get enough to heal him, he'll be dead." He explained as simply as he could. With a glare, Ixxy grabbed him by the collar and held him so close, their noses touched. "Listen, buddy, if you don't heal him then you're gonna need someone to heal you!" She growled at him. He gulped as a sweat drop slid down the side of his head. "Y-yes, ma'am." He stammered out. Ixxy then roughly shoved him back toward the woeful family.
The young paladin man closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, then slowly let it out, opened his eyes, looked down at the dying man and pursed his lips. "Alright, sir, I'm gonna need you to bare with me here…" He told him calmly. The farmer looked up to him and nodded. The paladin then clasped his hands together and rubbed them with one another for a short moment. "Alrighty…here we go." He said, then took hold of the axe's handle.
"What on earth are you doing!" The man's wife exclaimed. "Ma'am, this is so I can help heal your husband. So, please, bare with me."
"But you can't just do that! It'd kill him for sure!"
"No!" The little boy to the woman's right cried. "Don't kill our daddy!"
The paladin sighed, keeping a firm grip on the handle. "I'm a paladin. I know what I'm doing." He said reassuringly. "Mostly, anyway…"
"What? !"
"Here we go!" He said, then quickly pulled the axe out. "Aaaaaahhhh!" The man screamed from the pain, squirming a little bit and shivering as his blood poured out faster than it had been.
"Daddy!"
"Dad!"
"Robert!"
"Ooh…that must've hurt…" The paladin said, his lips pursed again as he tossed aside the axe. "Just a flesh wound…" The man said, trying to put on a smile.
"Hurry up and heal him before he bleeds to death!" Ixxy snapped at the paladin, smacking him on the shoulder. The paladin nodded, then knelt down. 'Please…let this work…' He asked in his mind, rubbed his hands together, then placed them on the man's bloody wound. He closed his eyes and mustered up what mana he had left and used it all to heal the wound to; at the very least; not be fatal.
After a few minutes had gone by, the paladin finally took his hands off the man and looked at the wound. It barely looked like anything was done to it at all. He frowned, then let his gaze fall upon the man's face, frowning more when he saw his eyes were closed. He didn't have to feel for a pulse. He knew what this man's fate was.
Standing up, he sighed with a low head. "I'm sorry, but I'm afraid he's…" He was saying when the man coughed. Looking down, he saw him slowly open his eyes. "Wha-?"
"Robert!" The woman exclaimed with tears of joy in her eyes, then gently hugged her husband with her children. "We thought you were dead!"
"Me? Dead? Nah, I was just sleepin'."
The paladin's right eye began to twitch. "I try to save his life and he falls asleep? !" He exclaimed, then tried to lunge at the man. "Let me at him! I'll kill him myself!" He yelled, squirming as Ixxy held him back. "Oh, c'mon! He's gonna die anyway! Just look! That wound doesn't looked changed at all!"
"You're right…" The farmer said, slowly sitting up to look at his wound. "But the pain is gone…most of it, anyway. So…I guess I'll get to live another day." He said, looking up to smile at the kind people who saved his life. "Thank you."
"Yes! Thank you so much for saving my husband's life!" The woman exclaimed as more tears fell down the sides of her face. She quickly got up and hugged Ixxy and the paladin. "Thank you!" She said again, then turned to Dethiam. "Even you." She said with a smile. "I don't know what a Horde is doing here…but thank you."
"Eh?" Dethiam replied, pausing in her personal paddleball tournament. She then looked to the man on the ground and shrugged. "Eh, no problem. That felguard was nothin'." She said, then put her paddleball toy away on her person. "You still might need a little more help with that wound." She told the farmer man, kneeling down next to him, then pulled out a needle and thread from her pocket. "This won't hurt a bit." She said, then began to patch up the wound.
"Ah!" The farmer groaned. "I thought you said it wouldn't hurt…"
"Well, my dad doesn't complain when my mom patches him up."
"Your parents are undead…" Ixxy said, staring blankly at Dethiam. "What's your point?" She asked. "Nevermind…"
Shrugging, Dethiam continued to patch up the farmer. Once done, she put away the needle and thread, then pulled out some linen. "This should help too." She said, wrapping the bandage around the man. Once he was all fixed and patched up, the farmer smiled and took the hand his wife offered to stand up. He looked at his bandages then to the people who saved him. "Thank you all so much for helping me…" He said gratefully, wrapping an arm around his wife's waist. "What are your names?"
"Ixxy, Dethiam, guy." Ixxy said quickly, pointing to herself and the other two in order as she spoke. "Actually, my name is, Guy…" The paladin said a bit sheepishly, his eyes looking at whatever was off in his left direction. Ixxy raised an eyebrow at him, and Dethiam snickered. She just shook her head to get it out of her mind. "Glad we could help." She told the farmer family. "We have to go now. Stay safe." She said, then turned to run off, being stopped by a small body wrapped around her.
"Thank you for saving my dad…" The little boy who had jumped onto the felguard said, sniffling a little bit. Ixxy let out a small sigh and patted him. "No problem, kid. But next time…leave it to the people who know what they're doing." She told him, just as Guy's friend; Frank; was running away from a pack of wolves in the background. "…Not him." Ixxy added, pointing at the young man with her thumb.
The young boy looked up to Ixxy with a smile and nodded, then let her go.
As she ran off; being followed by Dethiam and Guy; Ixxy felt a warm feeling swell up inside her, and she wasn't afraid to admit it; at least, not to herself. She was able to save a man's life, not letting those two boys lose their father. The feeling of being an orphan was awful, but the feeling of losing just one parent was still pretty bad as well. Especially when you grow up feeling like you were the cause.
'Good thing I saved him… The kid probably would've grown up to kill himself… Or innocent people…' Ixxy thought, pursing her lips a little at it. Her thoughts were interrupted by a scream. An inward scream. She halted in her running and looked into her mind. She saw Xanna, tied up and surrounded by huge spiders in some sort of forest. 'What the hell? Spiders on Azeroth don't normally get that big…' She thought, then saw a huge red and green spider walk out from its hiding spot. Her eyes widened in horror at it. 'Terokkarantula? But-…but she's an elite in…' She thought more, her eyes widening more.
"Elf?…" Dethiam asked, poking the frozen Ixxy. "Poke, poke…"
"Is she alr-?" Guy was asking. "Look out!" Someone shouted, then all three were pushed out of the way of a collapsing burning building by an orc.
Akazil ran around the city, his sword and shield equipped in both of his hands, looking for his brother. 'Dammit, Makaza! Where did you go?' He thought, looking around another corner, only finding more of the city's guards fighting off monsters. 'Damn!' He thought, running off in another direction.
"Mommy!" Akazil heard a little girl cry out. "Mommy!"
The young orc looked to his right and saw a small little human girl, walking around and crying, shouting for her mother. Right after he spotted her, he saw a skeleton running up to her, a sword in its hand. Akazil gasped, put his sword on his back and ran up to the little girl as quickly as he could, grabbing her and using his shield to block the strike of the skeleton's sword. The monster had put so much force into its swing, its sword got stuck in the orc's shield. Akazil used the action to his advantage and knocked the monster's skull off with the hilt of the sword.
As the skeleton walked off to look for its head, Akazil ran off with the little girl, hiding in an empty alley.
"Please don't eat me!" The little girl cried in his arms, squirming to get away. "No, no. Calm down." He told her, putting away his shield to hold her in both of his arms. "I'm not gonna eat you." He said, smiling at her. She only sniffled, looking up at him with tear filled eyes. Akazil frowned at the her expression, using his left hand to brush some of her hair out of her face. "Do you know where your mommy is?" He asked her. She shook her head at him, her bottom lip beginning to quiver even more than it had already been. "No."
"Uh…well, do you know what she looks like?"
"She has blonde hair…" The little girl sniffled, addressing her own blonde hair. "And blue eyes."
'Okay, not as helpful as I'd hoped…' Akazil thought, staring blankly at whatever was to his right. He then sighed, shook his head and looked at the little girl. "Do you know her name?"
"Rebecca." The little girl sniffled out, wiping her nose with her sleeve. Akazil smiled reassuringly at the girl and brushed away some of her hair again. "What's your name?" He asked. "St-Stacy…" She answered, frowning a little less now, blinking up at Akazil with her blue eyes. "Hi, Stacy. I'm, Akazil." Akazil said, adjusting the girl so she wouldn't fall out of his arms. "I'm gonna help you find your mommy, okay?" He said. Stacy wiped her nose and nodded to him.
Happy that he had gotten her to stop crying, Akazil smiled a little more, then peeked his head carefully around the corner, making sure there weren't any monsters around to hurt Stacy. Whenever he saw one, there was always a citizen or guard fighting it off. 'Alright, I guess it's clear enough…' He thought, then carefully made his way out onto the streets.
"So, Stacy…" He said as he walked, trying to make conversation with the little girl. "How did you get separated from your mommy?"
"A skellytin was chasing us and grabbed her… She told me to run and I did." Stacy said, sniffling again. "I haven't seen her since that." She said, her eyes starting to water again. "She said she was right behind me…"
"Well, do you know where your daddy is?" Akazil asked, still looking for the girl's mother. "Mommy said that Daddy left for a business trip before I was born…" Stacy said. Akazil felt his eye twitch a little bit as a nervous smile slipped itself onto his face. 'Why is it always a sad story?…' He thought. He sighed and shook his head. "I don't see your mommy." He said, trying to change the subject.
Stacy frowned and turned herself to look in the way Akazil was. "Mommy! Mommy!" She called out, shaking a little bit from fear at all of the things going on around her. "Mooommyyy!"
"Rebecca!" Akazil called out as well, looking to see if anyone turned around in response. "Rebecca!"
"Mommy!"
"Rebec-!" Akazil was calling out, then saw a man struggling for his life against a skeleton and a felguard. He gasped and quickly ran to aide him, pulling out his shield to block the monsters' strikes.
"We have Horde in this now? Great! Just gre-!" The man Akazil was trying to help complained, getting knocked down by the skeleton's kick to the stomach. As he cowered on the ground, he watched as Akazil pulled out his sword and fought against the things trying to take his life; all while holding a little girl. 'Whoa…' He thought.
"You okay?" Akazil asked the man, offering a hand to help him up after fighting off the skeleton and felguard. "Uh…y-yeah." The man replied, taking the offered hand. Akazil nodded, then turned around to retrieve his sword and shield. "Uh…tha-"
"Have you seen this girl's mother?" Akazil asked, not even hearing the man trying to thank him. "She has blonde hair and blue eyes like her and her name is Rebecca." He said, sounding rushed. The man shook his head. "Sorry, no."
"Well, thanks anyway." Akazil said, then quickly ran off. "Wait! What's your name!" The man shouted after him. "Akazil!"
"Mommy!"
"Rebecca!" Akazil called out with Stacy again, still not having found her mother. By his count, they had been looking for at least fifteen minutes. He was beginning to worry if they'd ever find her. 'No, I can't think that way. We have to find her.' He thought, trying to shake away the negativity.
"Stacy!" A woman called out, running up to Akazil with a sword she had found. "Let go of my daughter, you beast!" She cried out, recklessly swinging around the sword. "Whoa!" Akazil exclaimed, jumping back and pulling out his shield. "Lady, calm down! I haven't hurt her!" He tried to explain, falling backwards and landing on his backside.
"Liar!" The woman screamed and swung the sword again. Akazil quickly blocked it with his shield, getting the weapon stuck in it again. 'Damn, this gonna need a lot of repairing…' He thought, grunting as he tried to get back to his feet with the crazy woman tugging on the sword. "Rebecca, please-" He tried to say, stopping when something caught his attention from the corner of his eye.
Akazil looked to his left and saw Ixxy, Dethiam and some guy, standing still next to a burning build. He gasped when he saw it began to fall. Quickly, he gave Stacy to her mother and ran off, leaving behind his shield in the rush. "Look out!" He shouted, pushing the three out of the way.
"Akazil!" Stacy, Ixxy and Makaza all shouted out. Ixxy ran up to the rubble and began to dig the orc out. Stacy had squirmed her way out of her mother's grip and ran up to help. Makaza put down his dead imp and helped as well, more tears swelling up in eyes. "Ak, please don't die!" He cried out. "I already lost Ezekiel! Don't let me lose you too!"
"Makaza, look out!" Akazil shouted, using his shield to protect his brother from the panther. The younger orc panted as he watched his brother fight. "Screw this! I'm outa here!" He heard his imp say. He looked to his right and saw him run off. "Eek, get back here, you coward!"
"Makaza, no! Don't run off!" Makaza heard his brother shout to him, but he was already gone after his imp. "Ezekiel!" He called out, chasing the little demon. "Eek, get back here!"
"Hell no! Did you see the size of that thing? ! I'm a level five, Boss! I'll be eaten alive!"
"You are the worst minion any warlock could ever have!"
"And you're the worst boss any minion could ever have!"
"Get back here, you brat!" Makaza called out again, closing in on his minion's tail; literally. "Ow! Dammit!" Ezekiel yelped out when Makaza had stepped on his tail. "Now get your ass back there and fight!"
"No! I'll die!" The small imp yelled back at his master, squirming as the orc picked him up. "You will go back there and die with pride, dammit!"
"Screw that!" Ezekiel yelled again, then bit down on Makaza's hand and ran when he was free. "Ow!" Makaza yelped, shaking his hand as he chased Ezekiel again. "Get back here, dammit! I'm your master!"
"And a terrible one, at that!" Ezekiel added, running away as fast as he could. "You are so gonna get it when I catch you!" Makaza called after him. "And your hairstyle is gay too!" Ezekiel mocked, laughing as he ran. "Why you little-!" The warlock growled, stopping as he slid to a halt behind Ezekiel. "Why'd ya stop runnin'? That takes out half the fun."
Ezekiel didn't answer, stunned at the sight just a little ways in front of him. Makaza raised an eyebrow and looked at it as well, seeing two felhunters tearing at a corpse. He gasped, his eyes widening a little. "C'mon, Eek, we better go." He said, picking up his imp. The little demon squirmed free easily, landing back on the ground then took a step or two forward. "What are you doing? !"
"Mom?… Dad?…" Ezekiel whimpered out as he stared at his foster parents. He caught their attention with the little noise. His eyes widened as they stared at him with vicious looks in their eyes, growling as they stalked toward him.
"Eek, we better go…" Makaza whispered to his imp, taking a step back with him.
"Mom… Dad…" Ezekiel said again, forcing himself to take a step forward again. "It's me… Ezekiel." He said as the felhunters continued to slowly stalk toward him, giving them mindless and blood thirsty looks. "What happened to you?…"
"Eek, they're gone. There's nothing we can do about it. Now let's go." Makaza whispered again, using his foot to pull Ezekiel back with him. The felhunters growled and leapt forward at them, snarling and drooling. "Ah!"
"Mom!" Ezekiel cried out, getting away from Makaza again, walking up to stand in front of the mindless felhunter. "It's me… It's your baby. Don't you remember?" He said with a pleading voice, reaching up a hand to touch her nose, gasping and having to pull it back when she tried to bite it.
Taking a couple steps away from his mother, Ezekiel stepped in front of his father. "And Dad…it's your boy. You'd always let me ride on your back, remember?" He said, his voice starting to shake and crack. "Remember?…" He said, making an attempt to touch his father's nose like he'd done just a second ago with his mother. Unlike the attempt with his mother, he was able to touch his father's nose.
Makaza stood in silence as he watched his imp plead with his parents to remember him, biting his lip a little, worried that something might go wrong.
"Please remember…" Ezekiel pleaded again, rubbing his father's nose. Both felhunters closed their mouths, staring at Ezekiel's hand. For a second, the little demon thought he might have his foster parents back. But within just a split second, both gave him vicious looks again, snarling at him. Ezekiel's eyes widened, then his father made an attempt to bite him. He jumped away. "No! Mom! Dad!" He cried out, staring at the felhunters with a broken heart.
"C'mon, Eek, we have to go!" Makaza said, reaching for his imp again, pulling his hand away when one of the felhutners snapped at him. He then had to back away from his minion completely when the other began to stalk toward him. "Eek, run!"
"Mom!' Ezekiel cried, taking another step toward his mother. "Please stop! Please!" He pleaded again. She only snapped at him again, successfully latching onto extended hand. "Ah!" He screamed, trying to pull it out.
"Eek!" Makaza called out again, still being forced to back away from the other felhunter. "Eek!" He called out again, tears trying to swell up in his eyes from fear for his friend. "Eek!" He called yet again, watching as Ezekiel became felhunter food for his foster mother. "Eek!"
"Aaah!" Ezekiel screamed, being tossed against a wall. He groaned as he tried to sit up, but was knocked back down by his mother's tail. He knew he should have been putting up a fight, but he didn't. Not only because he was a level five and couldn't fight, but because he didn't want to. He could tell she didn't want to either. 'She's taking her time to kill me…' He thought, looking at the felhunter. 'Even though she can kill me with one hit…'
"Eek!" The little demon heard Makaza call out for him. He tried to ignore him, the worried cries of his friend too sad for him to listen to. He groaned, closing his eyes to focus on breathing, then opened them again to see his mother hovering over him. "I love you, Mom…" He said with his last breath, going numb as the felhunter began to claw and bite at him.
"EEEEEK!" Makaza cried out, cornered up against a stack of boxes. "Eek…" He sobbed, watching as the felhunter left the imp's corpse when she was done with it, now walking toward him. He closed his eyes and sobbed quietly, waiting for his fate. When he didn't feel any teeth bare into his skin, he slowly peeked open an eye then both of them completely, seeing two unconscious felhunters at his feet. "What the-?" He quietly exclaimed, looking up to see a night elf man and draenei woman. He opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.
The night elf man sighed, then gently pat Makaza on his shoulder. "We're sorry we didn't get here sooner…" He apologized, then looked to the dead imp on the ground just a few feet away.
Makaza's eyes widened, remembering of his friend. "Eek!" He cried out, then ran past his two saviors and to his imp. When he was next to his friend, his stomach twisted, he felt something he thought might be a scream get caught in his throat, and he began to have trouble breathing. Ezekiel was in a pool of his own green blood, scratched up and parts of him torn open. Makaza fell to his knees, his mouth open in horror as he stared down at the dead imp. He was dying to say something, scream, anything, but nothing came out.
"We are so sorry…" The draenei woman said, walking up to one side of Makaza with the night elf walking up to the other, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. Makaza finally broke, turned and cried into the woman's legs. She frowned and began to gently stroke a hand through his hair, but he only sobbed more.
The night elf man looked away, feeling bad for the young orc. He tried to push those feelings aside when he saw more monsters headed their way. "We have to go." He said, turning back to the other two. The woman nodded, then looked down at Makaza. "C'mon…" She said, trying to help him up. He shook his head and turned away from her. "I can't leave him here…" He said, reaching his hands out to pick up Ezekiel's body, but then freezing before even touching him.
The night elf man knelt down to help, slowly and carefully picking up the body and handing it to Makaza. The orc's lip quivered, sniffling as more tears blurred his sight. "Eek…" He choked out.
"C'mon, honey… We have to go." The draenei woman told Makaza, trying to help him to his feet again. Makaza sniffled and stood up on his feet, keeping his eyes on his dead minion. "Eek…" He squeaked out, slowly lifting a hand to shut his friend's eyes. After doing so, he looked away and followed the night elf and draenei woman.
"Where are your friends?" The night elf man asked Makaza as they ran around another corner, fighting off a skeleton that lunged at them. "I-I don't know…" The orc replied, looking at Ezekiel again. "I was with my brother…then Eek ran off and I chased him…"
The night elf man and draenei woman looked to each other, frowning for the poor boy. "Louis?…" They heard from somewhere to their right. The night elf man perked his ears up, then turned and saw something he didn't want to see. As did his wife when someone had called her name. Quickly, they turned back, hiding their faces with one hand and both of their other hands on the orc. "C'mon." Louis said. "We gotta go…" Seda said.
"Brother!" Azlirac called out. "Seda!" Feladora called out.
"I think someone is trying to get y'all's attention…" Makaza said, turning to look to see who was calling out the names. "It's nothing." Seda said, walking faster. "Just keep walking." Louis said, also quickening his pace. Makaza nearly tripped as they pushed him along.
"Brother!"
"Seda!"
"Are you sure they aren't calling for you two?…" Makaza asked, trying to turn to see the people again. Louis and Seda made him look forward, then quickly turned around a corner, seeing some orc knock three people out of the way of a collapsing burning building.
Makaza gasped, his eyes widening again. "Akazil!" He yelled out as the sight of his brother disappeared beneath the rubble. He quickly put Ezekiel's body down in a safe spot and ran to help dig him out with Ixxy and a little girl, more tears swelling up in his eyes. "Ak, please don't die!" He cried. "I already lost Ezekiel! Don't let me lose you too!" He cried more, hastening his digging.
Seda was about to run up and help as well, but was stopped by Louis. "No, Seda. We have to go." He said, reminding her of his brother and sister-in-law. Just before they ran off, she caught sight of the night elf looking girl digging for the orc, gasping when she caught just the tiniest glimpse of her eyes. "Sanora? !"
And that's it for now. Hope everyone enjoyed it.
Note: Lol. I'll be honest, I almost cried at certain points while writing this. Like the dying farmer scene. I'm very family oriented, so that was pretty touching for me.
Second Note: Yep...that's where Xanna is.
Third Note: Yes, Yere. I used Kalvin's name. :P
Forth Note: Think of Rambo...
Fifth Note: Lol. Leroy Jenkins refference FTW! XP
Sixth Note: May Akazil and Ezekiel rest in peace. :(
Seventh Note: I've been having problems uploading lately, so that's why I didn't use italics, bolds or underlines. I'll put up a full explanation why on my profile, if anyone cares.
Last Note: Listen to the Feel Your Boobies song by BartBaKer on YouTube. Lol. It's for a good cause! Oh, and listen to his song Teenie Weenie while you're there. :P