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I will say this now, before people starts complaining in the comments, that I do not have any experience in love scenes. I hope the love interest won't disappoint too many people, I really do and I am sorry if its not what you expected. I did say in chapter 4 that the love interest would be an OC.
I'm a bit of an old/simple school type of love, the love-struck where a single glance is enough to fall in love. Very cliche I know, but that's how I see it and choose to do it in this story.
I apologise in advance if its bad, poorly written or anything else. If you have any advice for the scene to be better, I'll gladly take them. It doesn't mean I will do everything to put everyone's type of love scene and I will stay true to my idea of love-struck love, but I definitely want to make it as good as possible.
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Thank you for your patience and good reading.
"Welcome to the Badlands, my dear." Said Wrathion after half-an-hour of flight.
We weren't that far from the volcano, in another land that was rough too but not covered in ashes, a desert of hard dirt making most of the landscape along with mountain ranges and many canyons. Along with a massive, scorched ravine slightly at the west, an ugly black scar in this dirty desert.
"The name fits well." I noted.
"Yes, perhaps more than you think. This is the Scar of the Worldbreaker, made by Deathwing when he flew through these lands." Told me my guide pointing at the charred land, just as he leaned slightly toward the West.
"It's hard to imagine that he really was that big." I replied, truly having a tough time picturing the monster that Deathwing must have been.
It was no exaggeration that he cut in half the mountains, leaving their top cut off cleanly. He must had been maybe three or four times bigger than Alexstrasza and she was one of the largest creature I had ever seen.
"I've heard that you apparently didn't know much about our past, why would that be?" Wrathion asked me without his cheekiness, replaced by more natural curiosity.
"Don't I have the right to not share my secrets?" I countered.
"You certainly have, I simply wonder how you were able to remain uncorrupted. It took a lot for my egg to be free from the old gods presence."
"That's for me to know. Is Mightion nearby?" I replied.
"Very close, yes."
He dropped down toward the left and I spotted a rather large bastion of the Horde not too far away, armed with catapults and defended with walls of spikes. I frowned at seeing it so close to where we were going but Wrathion must have been sure of his hiding otherwise he wouldn't have made it here. Yet we didn't stopped that far, over the ruins of a small camp eaten by the earth, Wrathion landing near one small hill of dirt, and I did the same.
"Aren't we too close from the Horde?" I asked.
"They believe they have already killed all dragons here. And I am no fool, I know how to use our powers to their full extend." He assured me as he turned toward one hill.
Now, I was no expert on hills, but just as he said our power over the earth told me that the hill in front of us was no hill, rather a large hole in the ground with a concealed entrance. One that Wrathion opened with a simple focus of his magic as the dirt before us vanished and made a wall big enough for us to pass.
"Let's waste no time, I do not want to be found out already." He said going in.
I went after him and as soon as I passed, he closed the opening. I had expected the light to be lacking but many torches were lighting the way, deeper in the earth. Our claws and heavy bodies made us far less than discrete, but it was apparently not necessary, and we soon arrived in a large cave. One where dozens of supplies were gathered on the sides and with a group of twenty people all looking at us as we entered, more eyes pointed on me than Wrathion.
And right at the end of this cave, laying down in a shallow puddle of lava, was a black dragon.
And as soon as I saw him, I felt a little something change in me. Indescriptible, only a feeling that something was different.
The strongest, buffiest, dragon I had ever seen. He was not as tall or big as Alexstrasza, but his muscles were showing off everywhere and if this was indeed Mightion his name wasn't exaggerated, standing maybe two meters taller than me.
I was in awe before him, how strong, powerful, and beautiful he was. A body made to fight anything, with big, strong arms, thick neck, handsome face and-
I froze.
What was I thinking?! How could I ever think of a dragon like this?! It was impossible, disgusting, completely going against what I had sworn when accepting that I had become a dragon. Sure, he was handsome, probably strong enough to beat anything to death with his long, sharp claws and teeth, and the horns on his head covered in rubies gave of a beautiful red reflection over his closed eyes. I could already imagine them, more ardent than any fire in the world and looking at me with-
'Argh! Stop it you stupid brain!' I swore internally, shacking my head to remove the image of the magnificent dragon. The one that was resting in front of me.
"Amaria, let me introduce you Mightion. Sadly, he cannot answer for now, we had to put him in a forced sleep to slow the old gods' whispers on his mind, but they are still corrupting him." Said Wrathion as he continued forward.
I looked at him for a second, then at Mightion for three times as long, before going with the younger drake. He transformed right before standing in front of the people here, coming from many races that I had only seen sided so far with only the Horde or the Alliance.
"Welcome back, my prince." Bowed a large tauren in armour before being imitated by the rest.
"Thank you Lork. My friends, let me introduce you to Lady Amaria, our newest ally in finding a cure for Mightion." Wrathion introduced me.
"Nice to meet you all." I said choosing to stay in my dragon form.
"Well, now that introductions are done, let's get to work. As you can see Amaria, I do need your help for Mightion. He won't be waking up anytime soon, in fact he shouldn't wake up before we find the cure, otherwise it would mean that he has fallen to the corruption." Informed me Wrathion.
At least he was truthful, there was indeed another dragon in need of help. And I just couldn't let this happen, to imagine losing him as soon as we met was a horrific idea, I had the power to help him get better and that would be one more dragon in our Flight. One potential mat-
'Shut up brain!' I screamed as I scrunched my face.
"So? How do you want to do this?" I asked.
"Well, which one do you want to start with?"
"What? Now listen to me for a second." I said very seriously as I leaned down toward him. "We might be lacking time to save Mightion, so you are going to help, certainly not letting me do all the work."
"A most brilliant idea my dear. What about you find one artefact while I go look for another?" He offered, raising his hands in a calming gesture.
The idea of traveling all the way to Teldrassil, search through burned bodies and ruins didn't appealed me in the least. And go ask Anduin, well, I just didn't felt like it for now.
"I will go meet the Tauren and convince them to give me that powder." I chose.
"An occasion to see if you have negotiating skills or not. Very well then, let's proceed like this. Just ask Lork for any information about the powder, he knows far more about it than me." He said before walking toward Mightion.
Turning to the tauren, I examined him briefly, looking at the large axe attached on his back warily which was no less intimidating than his heavy armour. He walked forward and gave me a short bow.
"Hail, Lady Amaria. It is my honour to meet you."
"The pleasure is mine, Lork. Before we go on this magic powder, mind telling me why you're following Wrathion?" I asked curious to see so many races gathered under one person.
"I serve him because he truly wishes for the good of this world, and because that is no more the preoccupation of the Horde. The Black Prince may be young and a bit too hasty in his decisions, but he has the power and the will to change the world, which is why I follow him and give him advice when necessary." Lork replied with a proud smile.
Well at least it was reassuring to see that it wasn't just fanatics blindly following his orders or scared and forced to side with him much like Voldemort in the past. Lork seemed to still have his free will in all of this.
"I see. Thank you, it helps me to understand him a bit more."
"We should not waste more time, Lady Amaria, Mightion has been holding on for a long time already and each second count." He told me with more focus.
"Oh, of course. Please, go on." I agreed only wishing for the handsome black quickest recovery.
"The powder that you need is held by our elders in Thunder Bluff. It has been a part of our tribe for generations, and I know that they won't separate from it easily, as they use it to renew the land faster when Mother Nature cannot do it by herself. If it was before the Cataclysm, it might have been easier to obtain but now, they must only have very little left, it will be hard to negotiate even a handful of it."
Great, off to a good start.
"So, is there anything that I should know to get it? I would rather not have to steal it."
"Me as well, Lady Amaria, and I thank you for respecting my people's trust and values. But there is not much that would convince the elders to share it, all I can encourage you to do is to say the truth. My people have a profound respect for the Earth Mother and it's guardians, which you are. If they know that it is for a noble cause then it might change their mind, but don't expect any miracle." He warned me.
"Right. Do you have a map? I'm sorry but I can't recall where Thunder Bluff is." I said changing into my human form as he pulled one out.
"Here, it's in the northern part of Mulgore." He said pointing at a spot on the map.
A spot that was on the other side of the world, on a continent across the sea. And right in the middle of the Horde territory to make things worse. I sighed as I realised how long it would take me to go there.
"Is there any way to go there quickly? A portal maybe?" I asked.
"Sadly, many belongs to the Horde and won't let a human pass through, even if you're a dragon in disguise. I do know of one portal in Stormwind that can take you to the Azuremyst Isle, far up North. It still leaves a long distance to cover but it's faster than taking a boat or flying all the way there."
Once again, I was brought back to Stormwind. I didn't know if it was fate messing with me, but it seemed I had no choice if I wanted to save Mightion in time.
"It is a lot of distance to cover but what choice do we have?" I sighed. "Do you have an idea of how long Mightion can hold on?"
"If the corruption isn't as bad as we think, three days." He replied
"Meaning that he could have hours left. Very well, I will go to Thunder Bluff as soon as possible."
"The Earth Mother be with you, Lady Amaria." He bowed again.
"Please don't bow, it still feels weird to me." I tried to stop him.
"The Black Prince doesn't mind." He laughed at me.
"Yes well, I'm not him." I replied before leaving Lork go back to whatever he had to do.
I walked toward Mightion and saw that Wrathion was replenishing the small puddle of lava, a summoned orb floating in the air from which lava drooled on the ground. The massive black dragon's breath was the only sound coming from him, his chest raising slowly before going down and repeating endlessly, once again revealing the muscles all over him.
Just being there, standing next to him and see how big and powerful he was sent shivers down my spine, forcing me to look at him longer. Just the thought of him being the dominant one was-
"Quite the strong one, isn't he?" Interrupted me Wrathion with a smirk that I instantly hated.
"Yes." I answered coldly. "I will leave for Thunder Bluff. Now."
"Then I will be on my way as soon as I'm done with our friend. Good luck."
I stared one more time at Mightion, how peaceful he looked even if the threat of corruption was planning on him. I gave just a glance at Wrathion and saw him looking at me with a knowing smile. I blushed in frustration before walking away and gathering magic in my hands, focusing on summoning a portal. I thought for a second to go directly to Stormwind and then be on my way to Thunder Bluff but the idea of Wrathion refusing to cooperate with the other flights made me choose otherwise. There was one person that I had to talk to before going any further.
As soon as the portal was ready, I stepped through with one last thought for the large, fit, beautiful, dragon.
'Stupid brain!'
The cold chill in the air told me that I hadn't messed up my portal and a quick glance around confirmed it. The open space at the top of Wyrmrest Temple was unmistakable.
Yet there was no sign of Mother, which was quite unusual as she spent most of her time here. There was only a red dragon, Torastrasza if my memory served me right. I walked toward her, waving to get her attention even if she was already looking at me.
"Back already?" She asked.
"Not for long. Is Alexstrasza here?" I asked back.
"No. The queen left for the Borean Toundra and won't be back for a while I'm afraid." She answered.
"Ah... alright. Do you know if Azuregos is here?"
"I believe he appreciates more than he says this little classroom of yours." Torastrasza replied.
"Great! Thanks!" I cheered as I turned away.
"You're welcome." Came the reply.
Running toward the edge, I jumped and transformed in mid-air, quickly flying down toward the level where my 'old' classroom was. It took barely ten seconds for me to reach it and I landed in front of the large doors, pushing them open with a claw as I stepped in.
Much to my pleasure, Azuregos was indeed here, eyes blinking as I appeared to have awaken him.
"I didn't expected to see you again so soon." He said.
"Is everyone going to say that?" I rolled my eyes. "Nice to see you too by the way."
"Indeed. Is there something I can help you with?" Azuregos asked.
"Yes. And I'm afraid it's quite urgent." I said as I turned completely serious.
The sleep seemed to flow out of him as he noticed my tone, narrowing his eyes slightly and waiting for me to continue.
"There's quite a lot of things that I'd like to talk about but the most urgent one concerns Wrathion." I started.
Azuregos' eyebrows rose up quite a lot before he frowned, which was an expression I never saw him with.
"The young black whelp? Has he done something nefarious again?" He asked.
"No, no." I appeased him. "Wrathion asked for my help, barely an hour ago. He doesn't want to involve any of the other flights and while I want to respect his choice I think the situation might be out of his control." I continued, trying to figure if I should tell him everything.
"What has he done? Please stop beating around the bush and tell me." Azuregos pressed me.
"He rescued another black dragon named Mightion, but the old gods are trying to take over his mind. Wrathion don't want help from anyone that isn't a member of the black dragonflight but this is a stupid idea, he is putting his pride before Mightion's safety. I came to ask Mother if she had something that could help. Anything. Maybe you have an idea?" I explained.
He frowned at me during all of my explanation but seemed to relax a bit at the end, even if it appeared to be with sadness.
"Amaria, I will not lie to you, if there was a way to cleanse a dragon's corruption from the old gods it would have used eons ago. On Deathwing himself if possible. But sadly their whispers can barely be contained at bay, if they already have a hold on his mind it would perhaps be kinder to put an end to his life." Azuregos said, a profound veil of melancholy draping his face.
That wouldn't do. It couldn't be done. Condemn Mightion to die for something out of his control? It was pure insanity, something that I couldn't let happen. And only a few seconds later did I realised that it would mean killing me too. The old gods weren't taking control of me yet but I was definitely hearing their whispers.
Should I tell him about me? About the old gods presence? It was certainly the right thing to do. But after hearing what he just said, that killing me might be an option, I was struggling to decide. Was this the fate awaiting every black dragon in existence? Be saved from the corruption or killed at the single sign of it?
And I hadn't heard the old gods voice since my outburst at Undercity. And even back then I had been pretty angry and managed to refrain from following the old gods' voice.
I couldn't tell Azuregos. I couldn't tell Mother.
Not if it meant that me and Mightion had to die.
I would save the both of us before that could ever happen.
"I'm sure in the millennia you've been alive there must have been objects, spells or anything that could have been made to counter the old gods. There must be something." I pursued, feeling a a powerful sense of fear and despair rise in me.
"I'm sorry my dear student, but I don't know anything that could help you. I take it Wrathion has no solution either?" He asked.
"Well he does, it's just that I would need to go to Thunder Bluff. We're short on time so I was wondering if you had anything that we could use right now." I answered.
"He isn't forcing you to help him, right?" He asked harshly.
Of course he hadn't but this made me think about why, or rather who I was so ready to help. I looked uncertainly at Azuregos, thinking if I should tell him or not. It was quite the weird subject to talk about. At least for me.
"No he- I- Can I ask you something?" I asked unsure of myself.
"You may." He replied.
"I- I think I might be in love with Mightion." I confessed lowly, lowering my head in shame.
He didn't uttered a word. He simply stood right in front of me as I tried to imagine what he was thinking and how I could explain myself.
"Amaria." He said, his voice calm and peaceful. I looked up to stare in his eyes as he gave me a small smile. "I think this is a wonderful news."
Huh?
"I-! How- how can it be wonderful? I- I- it's wrong!" I shouted, taking a step back.
"Wrong? Why would finding your mate be wrong?" Azuregos asked honestly surprised.
"I was a human! A man! And- and- I can't be falling in love with a dragon! It's not something that I can just- just let go! You know what? Just forget I said anything about that."
I would probably have said more but Azuregos' booming laugh cut me off. I half stared, half glared at him, not finding anything at all funny.
"What?!" I shouted, feeling embarrassed and angry at the same time.
"Oh my." He chuckled. "Apologies. I forgot about your origins. And since you never brought up the issue, I thought that you were over this."
"I… was ashamed. I thought that I could just ignore it, so I never mentioned it again." I replied, trying to bury my feelings.
"Amaria, do you remember how important mates are to us?" He asked before I shook my head. "We dragons don't feel love like humans. Our hearts belongs to one dragon and one only. While we may take other lovers, there's always one that will always be special beyond any other and it can only be felt with this specific mate."
I listened attentively, slowly realising what it meant.
"So he is the only one I'll ever feel love for?" I asked.
"In time you may find others to love, maybe not as consorts since they are more exclusive to the Aspects, but the one for who you feel like this? He'll forever be the only one. You are lucky, young Amaria. I never found a mate for myself in all the millennia I have been alive. It doesn't mean I never had any love interests, I had a wonderful time with a Spirit Healer called Anara back when I was in the spirit realm." He spoke up, a small look of nostalgia passing over his face.
"But… what about me being human?" I asked meekly.
"Tell me, what are you right now?" Azuregos asked back.
"A dragon."
"And what gender are you now?" He continued.
"Female."
"Then I believe there's no problem. And before you contradict me, yes you used to be a man and a human, but it was back on your world. Here? As far as anyone know, you've always been Amaria, daughter of Alexstrasza and member of the black dragonflight." He said kindly.
I took in all of his words as if he was an infinite fountain of wisdom. A large part of me was telling me to accept his words, to just go with it for the simple memory of Mightion was enough to make my heart flutter. Yet I still had a shadow of doubt, not about saving him but being with him.
"Then what should I do?" I asked my teacher.
"That is for you to know. But I will help you in any way possible, just ask." He assured me.
"But… what if we can't save him? What if he gets corrupted?" I almost cried as I felt the pain of such a thought in my heart and certainly not mentioning my own issue.
"Do not think about it this way. He can still be saved so this should be your only focus."
"Right." I said before inhaling slowly, calming down as I felt my rush of emotion subside. "Okay. I need to get to Thunder Bluff." I stated for myself.
"Why don't you ask Tyrygosa? I'm sure she could make you a portal for Thunder Bluff or at least bring you as close as possible." Azuregos advised me.
"I think I will." I said as I let a smile grow on my face, feeling lighter now that I felt surer about all of this. "Thanks."
"Don't be afraid to ask for help, you will always have it." He said happily.
I was about to leave, but stopped as I remembered one last thing that I wanted to talk about. Azuregos didn't seemed to be aware yet of what happened at Undercity but I wanted to come clean. I wanted to tell Mother about it too but I would have to say it to Azuregos first.
"One last thing." I said letting go a bit of my joy.
"Yes?" The blue dragon asked.
"I made a mistake. You see, I left Wyrmrest Temple for Stormwind, got to meet the king and all his friends and introduced myself as ambassador of the black dragonflight. After a bit of a rough start, they all tried to convince me to take part to the war. I refused at first. I told Anduin that I promised not to take any action that could influence dragonkind and that I wouldn't involve the Wyrmrest Accords in the war." I started, standing straight as I looked into Azuregos eyes, not afraid and accepting of my errors.
He stood silent at my words. I knew he wouldn't be the judge, maybe a jury, but perhaps he could tell me something. Anything.
"For two days they told me about how I could help. And I caved in, telling them that I wouldn't fight on the front lines and restricting myself to help gather the wounded. We got to Undercity, I did what I said I would do, and ended up shouting at Anduin and the other Alliance leaders present when I was insulted one more time. I just blew up, I had enough of being suspected and hated just because I am part of the black dragonflight. I know mother said that I shouldn't involve myself in the war, and its only now that I realise why." I continued.
"Indeed." He said gravely. "The mortals action shouldn't concern us unless they interfere directly with out duties. Dragonkind must not intervene in this war. Just as we haven't in most of the previous ones."
"I... felt like me saving lives was more important than my promise to not get involve. I feel terrible about it." I confessed.
Azuregos stared at me some more before continuing. "Your past as a mortal is certainly the reason why you did what none of us ever done. I personally doesn't approve of your actions, they are meaningless in the grand order of things." He said seriously before easing himself a bit. "But at the same time, I spoke with you enough to understand that you are different than us on that regard. You value life in a way that not even Alexstrasza do. She is ready to save all lives, doing her best to not take a soul, but she knows when it is necessary to go against her beliefs. You are similar to her, yet you decided to put more value on the life of a few soldiers that were about to die than the lives of all the dragons that could be brought into this war.
I hadn't see things like this, but after listening to what he just said, I felt even worse than before. How could I have not considered the lives of the other dragons? Of Azuregos, Tyrygosa or Mother? Had I thought that dragons were just too strong to be put in danger? That seemed so wrong now and I felt so stupid for acting like such a fool.
"It's not a good thing." I commented.
"It probably depends on the point of view. You certainly did what you thought was best at the moment, even if it was wrong. I am not saying that saving lives is wrong, only that you didn't balanced well the weight of your actions." Azuregos replied.
"Will I get punished for that?" I asked slightly worried.
"Certainly, even if I believe that nothing too harsh will be put on you. I'm sure we can pass it as the actions of a young whelp still growing, with you having learn your lesson about making unwise decisions." He chuckled.
"Really?" I deadpanned before sighing in acceptance. "I must look so stupid to you."
"I wouldn't say that, young one." Azuregos replied sternly. "You acted wrongly, that much is true, but don't think of yourself like that. I can see that you understand the faults of your actions and accept them. To me it is already half of the punishment done."
"What's the other half?" I asked.
"You will have to see with Alexstrasza when she return. I shall tell her your tale, simply expect to be grounded or forced to take more classes with me on why you should think more before acting." He said with a smile.
"I spent two days thinking about it!" I complained, slightly amused by his attempt to cheer me up.
"Then your thinking is wrong. Don't worry though, it can be fixed."
I rolled my eyes before looking at him again.
"Thank you for listening. I had to say it to someone."
"I will always be an attentive ear. Now go, I believe you have a mate to save." He chuckled again.
Remembering my initial goal, I smiled at him as I turned toward the exit.
"Thanks again!"
Running toward the edge entrance and jumping in the air, I let out a loud roar of joy. I simply felt happy and lighter. I came clean about my involvement in the war. Mightion may not have been saved yet, but there would be nothing to stop me from trying. The only bad point was that I hadn't talked about the old gods presence in my mind but if death the only option offered by the other dragons that I would find another one.
"Tyrygosa!" I roared.
Flying down until I reached the half of the tower, I entered the archives and stomped my way in before stopping right in front of an irritated Tyrygosa, glaring at me from her small office with a book in hand.
"I hope you have a good reason for shouting that loudly in the middle of the morning." She said coldly.
"Come on Tyri, I know you're happy to see me but you don't need to show it that much." I teased her briefly. "But I do have a good reason. Could you make me a portal for Thunder Bluff?"
She sputtered at first but quickly glared at me when I explained myself.
"That's it? If you can't make a portal for Thunder Bluff then I think we need to spend a few more days working on your magic. I knew you weren't ready." She said.
"Please Tyri, it's really important." I pleaded.
"I feel like I'm going to regret asking, but why?" She groaned.
"I found my mate." I replied quickly and quite giddy, a large smile plastered on my draconic face.
The unbelieving stare she sent me stopped me from getting more excited at the thought to see Mightion wake up with me in front of him. She was literally frozen in her chair, petrified and barely breathing.
"Tyri? You're alright?" I asked getting worried.
"I- Am I alright?!" She exploded, taking me by surprise. "I've been looking for my mate for thousands of years! Me and Kalecgos were engaged one to the other and yet nothing! And you! A barely twenty-five year old! Find yours barely days after leaving! How is that fair?!"
I could only stand silent as she emptied her lungs even more, giving a few insults at Kalecgos that was her old betrothed and quite a lot of cursing in the middle.
"Sorry." I said sheepishly once she had calmed down enough.
"Seriously." Tyri said taking back a breath. "Fine! I'll make you a portal for Thunder Bluff and when you come back you better show me this mate of yours. Understood?" She added in a no-nonsense way.
"Don't worry, I plan to have him by my side." I replied.
"Obviously." She groaned before standing up.
Turning back in a human, I followed her out of the archives as she got on creating the portal, gathering magic at a far faster rate than mine and with an efficiency that I could only dream to match. Not long after the swirl of magic stabilised and the image of Thunder Bluff, at least I hope it was, appeared in its centre.
"There. Now leave and don't bother me again." She huffed.
"I love you too Tyri!" I shouted before giving her a short hug that petrified her again just before I rushed in the portal, already imagining myself saving Mightion and see him waking up.