Go easy with me lol, this was my 1st and only story I ever wrote, it kinda popped out after going through some heavy duty emotional real life stuff, and unlike many times in my life I dealt with it by exposing it and not trying to hide it beneath a bottle etc.....
Inspiration........
Legacy of the Forsaken...........
Chapter 1.
The fire crackled and spat shards of white hot embers across the hearth, as he tossed another log into the searing flames, the welcoming warmth of his cosy abode.. yielding the only comfort the battle worn Warrior yearned for.. whilst absent due to his lengthy crusades.
Outside the bleakness of the dark season was rapidly approaching.. how he despised this time of year.. landscapes engulfed by a cloak of darkness as nature replenished herself.. like she was not happy with the fruits of her labour.. destroying all...and starting from scratch.
His favourite chair creaked as he stretched his hand towards the small shelf housing the powerful brew.. kept for special occasions,..this was no such time, but the overcoming desire for a drink was burning inside him.
For this would help.
A man`s best friend.
It would give answers.
Slumping deep into his chair, pouring a generous measure.. succumbing to his thoughts.. today`s battle was no different.. yet he was unsettled.. marching towards a bloodied victory, as he stumbled across the injured Night Elf.. his sworn enemy.. amongst others.. raising his mighty weapon to deal the fatal blow.. their eyes met for what seemed an eternity.. sheathing his weapon whilst mounting his trusty steed.. mercy was not in his blood.. death was his destiny.. he knew that.. it was all he knew, what where these feelings?... there are no others.. death.. hate.. rage.. there are no others... there are no opposites.. are there?
The empty glass shattered as the tiny fragments cascaded across the bare wooden floor, yielding to the battle fatigued alcohol induced slumber, he drifted into a near comatose`d sleep.
The thunderous roar as the heavens opened, awoke him from his deep sleep.. his mind playing tricks on him.. then, he heard it again.. screams.. his natural instincts guiding him towards his weapon then deep into the night...the screams were louder " uden lo, uden lo ", he was getting nearer.. he could now see the silhouetted figures, as the moonlight gave way their location.. charging at one of beasts, gave him chance to slay the other..they were quickly disposed of.. he`d been killing these for to long to remember.
Turning around and noticing.. a whimpering.. mortally wounded big Black cat.. looking at him.. begging to end it`s pain.. it had tried in vain to protect it`s master.. he thought.. whilst granting it, it`s final wish. Kneeling down beside the motionless body, gently stroking the hair away from her face, her astonishing beauty releasing him, from the emotional turmoil, whilst hitting home...what he had earlier...eagerly sought answers for.
"Uden lo", she whispered.. she was alive.. barely, he picked her up and rushed towards his home, nearly taking the door from it`s hinges as he kicked it open.
Removing the wet clothes whilst laying her in front of the open fire, tending her wounds, cleansing/bandaging them was the best he could do.. he could not heal her.. only their own kind could... it was the rules... their rules.. not his. Comforting her.. whilst keeping her warm with his bear skin blankets.. his mind was racing.. "I have to save her.. I need help.. I need a clue.. how?".
Her tab-bard.. he`d seen that emblem before. "The Holy Conclave, a strong worthy alliance faction... these can save her.. but how?", he thought.
"I have a friend... a follower of the Forsaken occult.. perhaps he can help.. it is my only hope", his mind on overdrive... as he mounted his steed and set forth to Dedders` house.
Chapter 2
It was a night just like this a decade and more ago, his recent bride had booked a surprise vacation for them both, she had some exciting news to tell him, that he never was to learn. The storm hit as they were midway over the vast ocean... there was nothing the Captain nor his crew could do, as the lightening ripped through the vessel...incinerating all whom dared stand in it`s path.
Grasping Kira tightly, pulling her head deep into his chest, a prayer from within.. pleading for mercy.. in return for his own.. let her live.. please.. dear God.. take me instead.
He had never felt as helpless as he did now, holding tightly.. his hands covering her ears.. his chest keeping her blind, was the best he could do. The screaming from aboard came to an abrupt end, as the craft hit the sea, with such force.. shattering into a thousand pieces, the impact had sent him flying away from the initial explosion, breaking both his legs and left arm.. screaming for his love to be answered only.. by an uncanny, eerie, unsettling silence.. broke only by the gentle lapping of the swell, as it bounced off the wooden piece of wreckage he was clinging to, her body was never found. The unbearable pain he was suffering causing him to lose consciousness, that was all he could remember.
Coming round in a strange place forcing him to sit up in shock, what a nightmare he thought, the stark reality hitting home when noticing the bandages his whole body was nearly entwined in.
"Easy fella" said a strange voice "you`re in a bad way.. still, lucky I founds ya when I did, lying there on the beach.. so I brought`s ya here".
at least it was one of his own kind, "people call me Dedders, and your name be?".
"I`m... my name is... they call me....." His head was empty, in it`s attempt to protect him from his loss, the mind had all but stripped itself.. from within.
"It`s okay.. for now, i`ll calls ya.. Seven.. that`s how many bones you`ve broken, we`ll talks some more later", replied Dedders, in a soothing calming tone.
"Where is... was there... did you find anyone else?", I guess my patient, already knows the answer, thought Dedders whilst preparing some more medication, as he is about to administer it.. he replies....
"No just you, please try to rest now".
Snapping out of his painful memories upon reaching Dedders house, dismounting then knocking on the door...
"Who`s there?" asked the wily old Mage.
"It`s me, Seven".
"Enter my friend, long time no see jeeeeez you looks like you`ve seen a ghost, pardon the pun, wassup?"
After explaining all to his dear, trusted companion, he knew what his response would be.
"I`m not going to talks you out of this am I?".
"No". Seven replied, in a manner that Dedders knew only to well, would be pointless arguing with.
"Then I best be making sure`s you get backs okay... this is what you must do.. take this Amulet, when you get nears those you seek.. wear it.. it will not let you converse with any Allies, i`ll leaves that to your imagination... but will transform you for a short while into one of them, take me back with you, i`ll see what I can do for her".
She was lying there peacefully asleep, whilst feeling her forehead Dedders states.
"Plague beasts.. she has the fever you best go.. she has a day maximum".
Hugging his friend goodbye.. an inner sense rose from within... making him shudder.. as if this would be, the last time they would ever meet.
After looking at her once more, if motivation was needed, he had it now.
Grabbing her blood stained tab-bard.. he gently closed the door, summoned his mount, and galloped like he had never done before.
chapter 3
Enforcing his stead to come to an abrupt halt as he tugged tightly at the reins, the lowlands supplying good cover for him, he dismounted and gently patted her head whilst whispering "this is as far as the journey goes for you my friend, I must travel the rest by foot", as if acknowledging his words the mount gave a gentle snort towards his face, her breath highlighted as it pierced the blanket like morning mist... enshrouding all it could consume, then disappeared.
The sun would be rising soon.. speed was of the essence, as he climbed the next hill it appeared, like a sleeping acropolis awaiting to be awoken by those that dared, the vastness of Iron Forge bore up to its reputation as the city of giants, he thought, carefully looking at the surrounds and most secluded entry in, the morning silence broken only by the grunts, of the thinly dispersed Dwarfs, sleeping off.. yet another, heavy nights drinking session.
A horse and cart trundled slowly over the horizon heading inbound to the City, a merchant with his wares kept securely wrapped under a vast canvas sheet, it would be passing his way very shortly and was his one and only ticket in. As it passed he silently crept behind it, and in one such motion.. lifted the tarpaulin.. crept under... and replaced it.
His heart beating so fast he felt sure it would betray him, as it`s drum like pulse echoed in his ears, he was moving further into the core of Iron Forge, it dawned on him the daunting prospect of the situation he was in, deep in the largest enemy stronghold.. needing to find someone.. who will help, then communicate by some means, smiling gently as he thought, "i`ve had better missions", just as the wagon ended it`s journey.
He waited for a while, it was busy here, to busy, "damn" he thought. Remembering `Dedders` last words, shit or bust.. as without another thought he activated the Amulet... transforming himself into a gnome, "of all the races, it picked a Gnome" he glared to himself, as he made his escape away from the bustling crowd. Looking for a clansman of the injured Nelf brought him dangerously within the fighters quarters, eyes meeting.. the Paladin wearing a THC insignia, staring inquisitively towards the Gnome, as the affect of the Amulet wears off, as quick as Seven drew his weapon.. he was disarmed, surrounded by armed to the teeth guards, he knew two things, resistance was futile, secondly... he was now technically a spy.. he all but knew the grave consequences of such an action.
Gentleness was not top of the agenda, as the guards hurled him against a wall and searched him, finding both the Amulet and blood stained tab bard, "Shackle him, then take him below, he will be sentenced within the hour".
It wasn`t the rats he had as company, or the water leaking from his cells ceiling.. dripping onto his head with a pendulum type precision, nor the state of his own predicament that had the attention of his thoughts.. they where somewhere else.. back home.. with her.. dying, he could do nothing.. as he couldn`t before.. once again, he felt hopeless.
His thoughts vanishing as the cell door was unlocked, opened, he was led upwards into the court, the prosecutor wore a strange looking helmet, he could now understand every word being said, not that there were many, "you are an Undead, an enemy of this realm, and found inside this city, armed, also evidence that you have slaughtered a soldier of this realm, you have been found guilty of espionage and murder.. you will be led from this court, and hung from the neck until dead, may God have mercy upon your soul, take him down".
As he was led through the jeering, spitting, hissing crowd, the Paladin he`d confronted earlier, was trying to make his way through the bustling crowd, only to have his progress abruptly stopped by the Kings elite guards, he was led back to his cell, the guards laughing and mocking, as they threw him in and slammed the door.
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Chapter 4
"Doctor come quick".
"What is it nurse?"
"The monitor, there were signs, and now.. nothing, sorry to trouble you sir".
"It will be recorded, and nurse, I am neither a Knight, nor military man, just plain Doc will suffice, and when the Drago.., ooops, I meant matron is not within death breath range, Lugh will be fine", he firmly states, in a jovial manner, as their eyes meet, for just that little bit longer than they should have.
Giggling like a schoolgirl she replies, "Okay... Lugh, you can call me... any-time", causing Lugh to blush, noticing he isn`t the only one, as she cringes at the thought of what she just said... good time to change the subject methinks, looking sorrowfully at the patient. she murmurs softly, "He has been here since I have, the poor man, i`m not being cruel, but why do they keep him alive Lugh?, oh nearly forgot i`m Mary by the way", there goes that blush again, as she cannot help but admire his rugged, yet boyish good looks.. complimented by such charismatic intrigue.
"I`ve not had time to read his full records yet Mary, but all his expenses are being provided by way of an account, hence the private room, yet another prime example of money talking".
"I wonder who pays for it, he has no direct family nor next of kin, in fact the only person whom ever visited him, was the old, strange looking (but then again everyone does to we beautiful Blood Elfs) Troll, some say he must have died, rumour has it, (with some added spookiness thrown in for good measure) he was the one who brought him to the emergency ward when it was based in Durotar, and kept vigil by his side.. night and day and then disappeared, at roughly the same time we lost Sheba, a massive cardiac arrest, he was actually dead for just over a minute, it must have been him whom named the poor sod Sheba too, oh there goes my beeper, i`m needed again, to help load wagons with medical supplies for the military".
"Interesting story, I was looking at the graphs earlier this evening, he is one helluva fighter, that`s for certain, whatever he is experiencing in that perpetual dark world, it`s causing more brain activity than I have ever witnessed in similar cases, checking back through the years, there are uncanny similarities at certain times, then completely sporadic bursts.. his REM is of such magnitude it has completely left the graph log, his dreams are far from those, that we yearn to come true. I`ve noticed the activities of the armies today too, don`t have to be a genius to work out what that entails, and best you go now Mary, pleasure meeting you".
"Pleasures all mine Lugh", and will be one day, purring at her thoughts.
Chapter 5
Above him the excited crowd were growing impatient, in anticipation for today`s entertainment of which he was the solo main attraction, faint footsteps could be heard in the distant, the resounding echoes they caused getting louder, until replaced by the jangling of keys, as his door was unlocked and opened.
The lone human figure beckoned him to stand, fumbled for the shackles key.. then released him from his bonds.. the human pointed to the door and started leading the way.. falling to his knees in excruciating pain, whilst his prisoner was temporary blinded by the flash of light that surrounded him, his vision slowly returning, the human had been replaced by someone smaller, still rubbing his eyes thinking his sight had been impaired, the replacement uttered.....
"You don`t thinks i`d gives you the only Amulet do ya?"
"Dedders I" he was caught short mid sentence.
"Saves the thanks for laters, no time now, you may need this" passing Sevens weapon to him "move".
Admiring Dedders handiwork, as he stepped over the two dead guards, they headed for the back exit, passing the empty courtroom Seven quickly entered and returned with the strange looking cap.. the Amulet, and tab-bard, as they made their way through, Seven led them both to a secluded niche and whispered..
"I cannot expect you to risk your life for me any more, my dear friend, but here your journey must end, I have to finish what I have started, and seek a cleanser".
"Likes you don`t needs me, anyway`s I knows where to finds them, I came in the back way, passing a building with that tab-bards sign on it".
"Show me" replies Seven.
It didn`t take long to reach the place, and true to his word the building bore the THC insignia.....
"Must be some form of headquarters", Seven uttered.
Both quickly moving as the door opened and a lone figure left the building..
"It`s him, the same Paladin", whispered Seven a little bit to loudly.
"Who is?", replies an inquisitive Dedders.
"Round the corner, he`s coming this way, quick".
The Paladin came to an abrupt halt as he turned the corner, a gigantic blade pressed precariously against his jugular.. Seven beckoning the Pally to follow as he points to the exit whilst showing him the tab-bard, if he didn`t know better the Pally looked somewhat relieved, and put up no struggle at all, just as they were nearing the exit, all hell broke loose as the alarms were set off, all three quickly summoning their mounts as they left the vast city.
Archers poured out in droves.. releasing their loads in wave after deadly wave, Seven took one in his left calf, bothering him not, as the feeling had all but gone in his limbs since the accident, as they reached safety of the lowlands, Seven exclaimed "Jeeeeez that was close". They kept riding until reaching a small stream where Seven pulls up and states "The mounts need to quench their thirst, be quick". As he turns to face him... Dedders slumps forward, holding on to his steeds neck, exposing the 5 arrows in his back, Seven rushes to him screaming "Nooo, nooooooo", trying in vain to hold back his tears, as he reaches him just in time to catch him as he falls, gently laying him down whilst holding his head with both hands, Dedders starts gasping as tries to speak, Seven moves his face close to his beloved friends lips, as he utters "I will not have died in vain, if this brings you the happiness tha.....", his eyes rolled upwards as he drew his final breath, to be gently closed by the one he looked upon as his own son, turning to the Paladin whom had been helplessly watching, opening his mouth trying to speak, the words trapped deep inside him, the Pally knew what he had tried to say, as he offered help to lift the lifeless body, and hide it away until time was on Sevens side, and he could give his friend a proper burial.
Chapter 6
Both dismount as the journey reaches it`s bitter end, Pally in close pursuit as Seven leads the way, he opens the door but doesn`t enter the patients room, he cannot contain his feelings as rushes to her side... drops to his knees and gently kisses her burning brow.. he slowly turns to face Seven.. the look of gratitude towards him, was more than understandable in any language, Seven senses it`s best to leave them alone.. gently smiles at the Holy healer, then closes the door, alone with his thoughts as he exits the back door leading to his garden.. a short walk ends as he kneels down at the small, immaculately manicured square section, encased by the smallest of fences, adorning dead central, a weather worn cross, engraved with the words.......
`I feel you by my side, my eternal guiding light, your radiance shining through, from the other side of night`
He always found inner peace at Kira`s shrine, taking a back seat.. the many unanswered questions, as his thoughts turn to Dedders, and the memoryless void that preceded the last decade and more, snapping back to reality as a deep voice calls "Hello". He turns around and faces the Pally, who shakes his hand and introduces himself as Osiris.
"They call me Seven", his mind still challenging it`s memories.
Seven leads the way into the back room, offers a seat to his guest, then goes to prepare food and drink, returning not long after with a simple but lavish feast for both, Osiris bows, thanks him then states..........
"Good idea bringing the Cap Seven, before anything else is said, I am so very sorry and offer my deepest condolences, there was nothing I could have done to save him".
"I owe so much to that man, the only memories I have.. began with him, to feel you have been born again, and awaken to someone that has brought you into this world.. whilst caring, feeding, nursing you, you can but only look at them.. as your parent", he then adds "How is she?".
"It was very close, any longer and she would have died, I will forever be in your debt, I cannot thank you enough, for saving my beloved wife".
Lost for words, he subtly changes the subject, "What was she doing here?"
"Heaven only knows, she has a very special gift, her senses sometimes carry her into dangerous territories".
The now intrigued Seven asks "What type of senses, I have seen many strange things, what is this gift?"
"She can see into your soul, and far beyond any place, that we couldn`t even begin to imagine".
"Nothing could surprise me any-more" a gentle laugh, the strong spirit starting to take affect, telling of how he met Dedders, they carry on talking through the night, as morning arrives, Osiris rises, then states.. "I best go, they will have sent trackers out looking for me, I don`t think they will venture this deep though, best to take no chances.. I have left potions for her, to be taken every 4 hours, she will be strong enough to travel in two days, I will return then, once again I thank you my friend, you are valiant and a man of honour, we are born to judge people on not who, but what they are", he kneels down and kisses Sevens hand, as he bids him farewell.
Seven hugs him, stating "Only the dead, have seen the end of war, safe journey".
He watches Osiris until the horizon engulfs him, then quietly enters the patients room.. walks over and gently feels her brow, her temperature nearly returned to normal, leaving the room as quietly as he entered, grabbing his spade from the tool shed, he sets forth to where Dedders is laid. Arriving at the area he dismounts and walks over to the bushy thicket, where Dedders had been laid, only to be greeted by an empty space and no trace of his dear friend. A bear has probably taken him back to it`s young, he thinks, as he heads back home.
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Chapter 7......
Upon his return.. Osiros calls on the high council and tells them to summon the Grand Marshall's, "I want Representatives from all three of our vast strongholds, whomever has the highest command in chain will be present tonight, 8:30 sharp in the Military Ward, or they will be stripped so far down the rank table they will be calling shit shovellers, Sir", Only one person had more shout than Osiris, but he was not a military man, he calls on his private secretary to start taking notes for tonight's agenda, after they finish he opens the safe, removes a single parchment from many others, amends and then signs the antiquated scripture before adorning it with the royal seal.
He then exits Iron Forge and sets off Northbound.. his destination an unsavoury illegal drinking den, home to every cut-throat, thief, beggar, villain, murderer.. that the prisons failed to house, there had been many calls to shut it down, from the general public to the high commissioner, but, with the buck stopping with him, and like he has explained many times before.
"It is far easier to Police and overview criminals, from a single point, than it is to have them thinly dispersed, and causing mayhem in a 1000 different places, whilst stretching our undermanned law and order system, which obviously needs no other burdens", most thought of him as a political and tactical genius, a few would scorn as his back was turned........
"I wonder what he would have become?, if not born into royalty". Growls a high council stalwart.
"Probably propping the bar up in The Rusty Cutlass" states another.
"Hardly think so, if it wasn`t for him, it would have been razed to the ground, many years ago", Sneers the City Mayor.
Off the record, he had other reasons for keeping it open for business, it was after all contraband central, there wasn`t many of his troops that didn`t purchase tax free luxuries from it`s inhabitants, the cost of this God forsaken war had pushed taxes through the roof.....
`If those risking life and limb were left with no money for ale`, he shuddered at even the thought of alcohol free Dwarves, upon reaching his destination, he quickly gathers his thoughts on the task ahead, and enters the Den of inequity.
"Ozzy, long time no see what can we be doing for you this fine day, my good Lord", expressed the one eyed bartender, in a cringe-worthy show of falseness.
"Cut the crap Fitch I need to find someone, is there somewhere we can talk in private?" declares Ozzy, observing his surrounds even at this time of day the vagabonds have started to congress, some look at him and inconspicuously nod, most turn away so as not to make eye to eye contact, but all.. in their honour-less way.. show him respect as best as they know how.
"Jimmy, take over the bar for 10 minutes, and don`t forget to charge for ale this time" Shouts Fitch.
His chores would have to wait.. still holding his beloved gigantic two handed axe, Jimmy enters from the back yard, the patrons part like a huge wave as the giant of an Orc makes his way through and grunts, an orphan who witnessed the murder of both parents, ensuring his silence by removing his tongue, the adoptive son of Fitch.. whom.. as rumour states.. has more than avenged those responsible.
"Come" leading the way, as both clamber over the junk.. to a secluded room.. out of ear range and away from prying eyes."Sorry to hear about Jade", stated this time in a more meaningful tone.
"News travels fast" answered Ozzy, then states "Don`t be sorry, she is alive and well".
"Good to hear, wasn`t one of the murdered guards the Mayors son?", he replies.
"Indeed it was, how someone so incompetent was chosen.. by whoever was responsible, for allotting guard duty that day is beyond me", stated Ozzy followed by a sarcastic smug looking grin.
"Now, who is it you are looking for?"
"I have a very important but dangerous job, obviously the risk factor involved is compensated by such a reward, only a fool would turn it down.. they must excel in both opening locked doors and be a master of stealth, that is all I can say.. only one man I know of could accomplish this task".
"Then you need to look no more, Swifty is here and keeping low profile in the top attic room".
"Excellent news, go tell him someone is here to talk to him".
Fitch leaves the room it isn`t long before he returns, Swifty accompanying him, with his back facing them as Swifty approaches he turns and faces him.
"Why you dirty double crossing ba...", Swifty is cut short as Osiris reassuringly tells him, "This isn`t what you think, Fitch leave us please", Swifty places himself in the seat made vacant by Fitch`s departure.
"The mind boggles, you`re not here to arrest me i`ve worked that much out", the gently spoken and somewhat puzzled Swifty exclaims.
"Before I tell you of the mission, read this", he passes him a very important looking document.
"A royal pardon!!, this is a joke right?"
"Do you see me laughing?, that is only half of it, you undertake and accomplish this task I will make you a very wealthy man". Swifty spits on his hand offering it to Osiris then states.......
"Deal, who, what, when, where?"
"I knew you would accept, now this is what you must do.. I want you to enter a heavily guarded place, and leave this scroll in a private parlour".
"Pffffft, is that it?, I thought this would be a stern test", he tauntingly replies.
"Oh it is, believe you me", moving his face towards Swifty in preparation to whisper.
Seven throws the spade into the shed.. opens the back door.. turning to close it as he enters his house, nearly jumping out of what little skin he has, as a voice behind utters something in an in-comprehensible language.
Chapter 8.
Shuffling towards him.. looking anything but steady on her feet, his partly recovered house guest grimaces in pain.. accepting defeat as she is delicately placed into one of the two, hideously out of place.. effeminate looking armchairs, sat against the dark bleak surrounds.
Gaining her composure.. then mimicking eating motions, whilst pointing to her mouth, releasing an apologetic looking Seven from the beauty induced mesmerised trance, he acknowledges, then makes way to the kitchen, how I even thought that someone as beautiful as her, would even think of... ending that train of thought.. he inwardly mocks himself and finishes preparing the meal.
Hardly touching his food.. any of the last few days events, could have brought about his none apparent appetite, whatever triggered thoughts of the past.. and a life prior to the last thirteen years, is digging way beyond.. not happy with just questioning mine.. ours.. the Forsaken, but each and every creed, that are born into, and what caused to arise.. the very existence of the Undead, he could wait no longer, an inner sense assuring him that some answers are not to far away.
Nothing wrong with her appetite, he thinks as she polishes off his untouched meal too, picking up the cap on his return from washing the dishes, she excitedly smiles and invites him to sit next to her, donning the cap.......
"My name is Jade, I will be forever in your debt kind sir, my heartfelt thanks will take some time... Since the return of the High Elves.. a majority of the Forsaken have undergone a noticeable change in their behavioural pattern, none more so than the apparent turnaround of their inborn legacy to destroy all life, after strenuous research by so few of us, we finally found the cause, your actions have been witnessed, by those.. whose eyes only see.. what their minds understand.. now they are opened.. risking your life to save that of a sworn enemy.. all but destroys the stereotype brush, used to tar each and every one of you. I have something to tell you now, your questions will finally be answered, for that I am truly sorry, but tell you I must, I will now give the answers, that you would otherwise.. eternally seek, but before I do, go get yourself a drink."
His mind on overdrive as he pours a generous measure, whatever it is she is about to reveal, it has to cure this anguish, doesn`t it?, returning with his drink, he retakes his place next to her, the tears are streaming down her cheeks, she looks intensely at him....
"I am so so sorry, before I tell, you must follow your heart, no matter what, it will guide you through the darkest hours that you will ever face, if you do not, the hours will become an eternity, from which there can be.. no ever turning back".
In a land far away, last minute birthday preparations have all been taken care of, a joint venture by all the mums, everything is ready for tomorrow, the parents enjoying the calm before the storm, and having a well earned drink....
"You don`t think she`s to old for a magician maybe?"
"Bah you`re never to old for a bit of magic in your life K, maybe you should..."
"No, not while, anyway`s change the subject, it`s her first important b`day, I want her to remember it...always".
Swifty turns pure white as Ozzy mentions Lady Sylvanas..........................
Chapter 9.
"I take it that Scroll contains more than a dinner invitation", replies Swifty, trying best to disguise his present state of mind.
"It concerns you not my nimble friend, suffice to say that upon accomplishing your task, and all goes to plan.. the resulting events will affect each and everyone us, that inhabit any of the three continents", Ozzy hands over some items whilst explaining.. "The cloak should only be used as you approach the Banshee Queen, it`s powers will last long enough to pass her, unlock the door of the Royal chamber, guiding you to safety, on the return, amongst others you know only to well, the various potions will enhance all of your traits, as you will notice from the plans, highlighted in red is the route you must take, make sure you are deep in the city for 14:00 hours sharp, for changing of the guards which opens up to you, the lower route, good luck I will be back here after midnight". Shakes Swifty`s hand, then leaves.
Across all three continents, the whispers are rife.. as the topic of conversation in every officers mess, leads to "this is something big" and "not if, but when will it happen?".
Arriving at Stormwind Osiris makes his way to the Argent Dawn HQ, rising to salute him the Commander in Chief excitedly states, "Osiris, how the hell are you?, pleasure won`t be in the equation, so tell me the business, i`ll shout my secretary to fetch a seat", returning to her office, as both men can do nothing but admire her flawless figure, "I`ll tell Jade" laughs the CiC, "And i`m glad to know she is recovering from her ordeal thank God".
"Thanks Shay, I will try and be brief, firstly I want you to contact each and every CiC from all the neutral factions, whom are at war with the Scourge, every place they have a stronghold will be hit simultaneously, here are the key points of attack and the relative times of execution, which must be hit at precisely those times, when you have completely eradicated all, head for Mount Hyjal".
"At last some proper action, stuck in this bloody office every day, but Mount Hyjal, whom do you have in mind Sir?".
"Arthas and his army, to fully remove the Scourge, he needs to be destroyed, or as before they will be replaced by others".
"But, are we not biting off more than we can chew sir, even with the neutral armies we will be facing gigantic odds against us?".
"There will be a deciding factor, of which I have no control over, I will not attack unless I see fit, I will not lead my army into suicidal battles, even though.. I fear, they would follow me regardless".
"Indeed they would sir, now we`ve talked shop, fancy a quick heart warmer?".
"Okay Shay, not to look ignorant my friend, I will stay for one, it`s nearly 16:00 hours, so much to do, so little time".
Shay opens his spirit cabinet pulls out an oldish looking bottle, blows the dust from it, polishes the bottle, and pours two generous measures
"Damn you Shay, if i`d known you were getting out the 100 year old malt, i`d have cancelled the war".
"A smoother taste, you will never find.. if I could be so blunt sir, i`d like to ask a question".
"Go ahead Shay, feel free".
"What has inspired this major onslaught on the Scourge now sir?".
"It was something someone once said, adding fuel to an age old theory, of where the Scourge herald from, a never ending battle if every enemy slain, return as another Scourge soldier".
"I don`t really understand that sir, but if I may what did they say?".
"Only the dead, have seen the end of war". with that Ozzy stands.. shakes Shays hand, and departs from Stormwind.
Lady Sylvanas enters her chamber, noticing the parchment, she picks it up reads it, "if anyone but Osiris had sent such a note, it would be scorned upon, for all this to end, it will be the only way, I would trust him more, than any my creed have unions with", murmuring to herself, her 1st port of call, the valley of wisdom.
As like Thrall, every factions Chiefs gave their utmost support, some were not to happy about such short notice, and she thought it best not to mention all of the crusade, not just yet anyway.
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Chapter 10
"All done now K, I best head off for an early night now hunny, busy day tomorrow, you have done such a wonderful job with Faith, she is truly an angel, her heart is bigger than the whole world, bah I best go before we get all weepy, good night hunny", Gwen gently kisses her forehead then bids her sisterly like friend good night.
"Nighty nights G, and thanks so much, I will never be able to thank you and the girls enough, for what you have done for us, I truly think I would have gone under, without you all".
"Not whilst that girl has her Fathers heart" moving closer to K, she gently whispers, "Does she still do that talking to him thing hun?".
"Not as much babe, I guess all our dreams fade, the longer they are unrealised, now go on, go get some sleep".
"No sleep here tonight, Jordy has been called up for some military offensive, no one knows where or how long, all military personal have been put on 24 hour notice, and all leave is cancelled, so i`m grabbing a piece of my man whilst there`s still something to grab, nn babe".
Laughing as she closes the door, "Nn hun", turning off the downstairs lights and heads upstairs, on approaching the top, faint murmurs from Faith... gently spoken prayers for the father she never met, K stops herself from going in.
"Please Dear God, my daddy is somewhere out there.. alone, I pray for him to come home, mummy misses him so much I see her crying sometimes when she thinks she`s alone, when I talk about my dad at school.. the other children tease me, I tell them he is fighting for us all. It`s my birthday tomorrow I become a teenager, so I made a card for him, as I know that dads don`t do that stuff, I love him so much, please send him home soon.
P.S. I have been a good girl.
Amen.
Biting her lips, as her eyes succumb to the heart.. tears stream down her cheeks, she enters the bedroom and hugs her child like she has never hugged her before. She had never wanted for anything, but had never asked for it either, her only request was for her Dad. Deep down inside she knew, no man no matter how strong, could have taken the full force of that explosion the way he did, and lived, keeping in between the fuel tanks and her, sacrificing himself by shielding her, had saved them both, he would be so proud of faith and no man`s life should be tagged with a price, but I would die for her also, I could break her heart by saying.. that daddy has gone and will never come home, or carry on building her hopes, only to break it, even more, I`ll let her b`day get out of the way then tell her the truth. Being a parent is both.. the most rewarding time of your life.. and also the most heartbreaking too.. it rips you to bits seeing them hurt, when there`s nothing you can do, other than share the suffering as best you can, but when you are the cause of it, what then?, this was a road.. Kira always knew, one day.. would have to be travelled, holding Faith tightly, they both fell asleep.
"Excuse me sir, visiting time is long gone, sorry", Lugh tells the back of someone.
"Ooohs i`m sorry`s sir, never been`s to this place, what are the times tomorrows?, i`ll visit then".
Doing his best not to stare at the Trolls discoloured and unequal sized tusks, Lugh informs him, "2 pm until 6, whom did you come to see, i`ll tell them you came, but it was to late", whilst walking into his office to get the visitors book, only to be greeted by an empty space, as a white faced Mary approaches it hits him.. "That Troll story earlier Mary, in what way was he strange looking?".
"One tusk was green and shorter than the other, blue one, why do you ask?".
"He was just here. Now by the look of you, some officer has probably told you something. he maybe should have not, i`ll fetch us a drink, then you can tell me all about it.
Chapter 11
Sensing now is the time, Jade gently grasps Sevens hand as her story begins....
"It matters not from the smallest to the largest.. through every colour black to white.. nor any of the traits separating one creed from another, the various beings that have ever graced this world, are inspired by a common factor that is evident from the birth to the day it departs, although all are different.. each and every individual has a book of life that can only be filled in by them.. its Destiny. Science will try it`s best to label every single aspect of life as.. Biology, Physics, Evolution, Pathology, ignoring parts that no branches cater for or simple equations cannot answer.
My husband bears all the hallmarks of one affiliated by his birthright, to that of the church.. his relentless crusade for many years as to the origin of tarnished spirits. Life brings only one certainty.. which of course is death, for it to end then it must have begun. A special gift bestowed on me since birth gave me the insight to carry on.. way beyond, where science fears to tread, all the years of studying the Scourge had never revealed it`s closely guarded secret, until now, harvesting the souls of the brave dead an entity so black inside he would destroy every living creature, inclusive of himself, if it meant taking with him all those that he opposes. The Forsaken have shown signs of emotions not normally associated with Undead races, and proved to be the weak link in the chain.
Ink fades, paper burns, words soon forgotten, but what is written in the soul, echoes in eternity. I know that whatever else the afterlife brings, at life`s second stage the soul is bewildered, vulnerable, open for deception.. searching for comfort and to belong somewhere else, other than the void that is Utopia, but as you will have experienced many times in life, anything that can be.. is also, which cannot, cold to hot, pleasure to pain, good to bad, holiness to evil, each factor has an opposing side, one man`s Utopia is another`s Purgatory, which brings us to you.
The other day when we met in battle, you spared my life, I looked very deeply into your eyes.. unlike any of your kind that I have ever seen, you are still adorned with yours, opening the gateway to the soul, I felt your struggle to find clues that help locate your past, there is no past, not here anyway, your past is not of this life, you do not belong here.. somehow from whence you came.. as your body released it`s soul, it was not ready to give up, that, which should not have been taken, your thoughts of the past, are not of this world.
It was then I felt the evil and where it can be found, travelling back and forth on a relentless recruiting campaign, his opening speech proclaiming everything that the new arrivals want to hear, a passage back to their loved ones.. every spirit sees him different, thus ensuring those not joining his dark ranks, a bitter resentment towards any of that faction, as they return carrying a subliminal image deep within, as the only reminder of their shattered dreams, efficiently fuelling the war between us.
I was on my way here to try and communicate with you, as the storm broke it drowned the noise of the approaching plague beasts, the rest as they say is history.
Arthas has a hold over every Undead of this world, no matter whom they pledge allegiance to here, their destiny was sealed whilst suspended in limbo and accepting his dark spirits offer, upon his death all will be released.. but cannot pass through until his spirit is destroyed, in turn finally laying Arthas to rest, for all eternity. That is all I know, i`m sorry I cannot be more helpful, I will answer any questions you may have the best I can".
"I don`t think I could face the answers to all but one I have", before asking "This spirit, how do I destroy it?".
"Do to it as it will do unto you, striking whilst your weaknesses are exposed".
Chapter 12
Osiros enters the Military Ward to a standing ovation, every factions leader from alliance through to neutral was here, he patiently waited for the clamour to turn to silence, as his secretary comes in and whispers to him, Ozzy firmly states "My apologies gentleman, I will not keep you long", then follows her outside, into his office where a shady looking character is waiting... "Ah I trust all went well my friend, just you being here in one piece answers that".
"It was almost to easy sire, there were no guards, come to think of it, I didn`t see a single sou.... mmm person, it was completely deserted", replies a somewhat thankful Swifty, Ozzy walks into the back room, unlocks his safe.. removing both the aged old sealed scroll which has now been authenticated in the records book, and a document relating to a bank.
"Here my friend take these, you have earned them both, spend that money wisely, and let your life of crime become but a distant memory".
Swifty takes both rewards as he drops to his knees bowing, and replies "Thank you my lord, my dark days are through, I wish you well in your conquest", he shakes Ozzys hand vigorously as he leaves his office, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets as he takes a quick peep at his new found fortune, then vanishes into the night.
"Gentlemen, your attention please, as you all obviously know by now; curtsey of Shay", whom blushes as Ozzy sends a mocked wink his way "Tomorrow at sunrise we embark on what will be the biggest crusade, this god forsaken war will have seen to date, many will not return, every place of battle will be blessed before the onslaught begins, thus ensuring those that fall will fall on hallowed turf, these souls will walk in limbo awaiting the outcome of the final battle, where once again all our forces will join as one, as we march into Northern Kalimdor, and onto Mount Hyjal, at this time we will all know.. if the Gods are by our side or against us, we march at sunrise, may the Gods lead you all into safety" He doesn`t have time to finish before the thunderous roars of approval, all but deafen every person in a 5 mile radius of Iron Forge, Ozzy whispers to his secretary "Make sure they all get their respective orders, and if....", he doesn`t have to say anything more as his loyal and faithful assistant looks at him with glassy eyes, as she hugs him tightly and murmurs "You will be back lord, you are to good a man to die".
Across the vast ocean identical scenes are well under-way in the Valley of Wisdom, as every High Warlord and higher, pick up their orders and leave.. to have, what could become, the last night with their loved ones...........
The sun has barely risen, as each gigantic army starts splitting into sub divisions, and set forth on their different roads..........
"Just going to check the mail box mum", Faith excitedly tells her now awake mum, as she sorts through the many cards she notices a small package, looking at the sender she mumbles to herself, "I don`t remember Uncle Dedders, oh what a pretty necklace", carefully placing it around her neck as she returns to the house................................
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Chapter 13
"Sorry to startle you", whispers Seven in a calm soothing voice "You were communicating with Osiris, wasn`t you?".
"Yes and don`t feel sorry, you wasn`t to know" replies Jade, as she adds "Some people call it a gift, it`s nothing more than a burden, I can share the last moments with someone I will love eternally, and feel his pain and last wishes as he is ripped apart from me, hardly a blessing, but that is not important. It has began, I sense the Dark Spirit is agitated, he feels something but as yet he knows very little, he is calling his minions to his side in anticipation, for now it is the calm before the storm", she fumbles into her small purse like bag pulling out a small but intricately designed little box, and hands it to Seven, whom unwraps the paper noticing some inaudible words, inside the paper is an Amulet on a chain "It`s the Icon of Torment", explains Jade "Wear it around your neck at all times, from this time onward, it will prove to be the Legacy of the Forsaken".
Seven dons the Amulet, it omits a small but noticeable light as it brushes past his heart, Jade in a more serious tone utters "If we fail today and Arthas survives, we will have unknowingly created an army for him of unimaginable size and power, with unthinkable consequences" Seven interrupts her as to change the tune of the present conversation, and asks.. "Do you believe there is a God?", taken back and slightly shocked by Sevens question, Jade answers.....
"I believe in something, there is a spiritual world of that we know for certain, and like disciples of the Dark Spirit, looking upto their master for guidance, then the eternal equation must come to bear, to those pure spirits whom must also have a guiding light, for every positive of action.. it to will have an opposite, a negative faction, but I believe the Light of all that is pure.. and he whom guides us, works differently, to those whose Destiny is bound by a tranquil road, are blessed with a guardian angel, whom will safe guard them until their fight is over, and goodness has prevailed, those are my beliefs".
"Reports are coming in sir, it seems the Horde are as busy as we, the Plaguelands have been completely eradicated of all opposition whereas the Horde are attacking all Burning Legion strongholds, as we talk they have seized Black Temple and Illidan is about to fall, along with Naxxramas, Auchindoun has also fell Murmur is no more, all the Fire Lords have been destroyed along with each and every Dragonkin, from those that roam freely to the likes of Nefarian/Onyxia whom dwell deep in their abodes, but many small armies have escaped and early indications are they have travelled North of Kalimdor sir".
"You should have stuck with your elemental powers", laments Sylvannas as she plucks her arrow from Lady Vashj`s heart, "Your skill with the bow has proven once more, to be inferior to mine", She then turns and faces her colossal army and shouts "Our work here is done, today you have battled like never before, for that I salute you, I could not ask for more, but I fear I must, our task is only half done, for us all to enjoy freedom, peace, and to reclaim that which was once ours, I ask all my brothers and sisters in arms to march by my side for one final conflict, and bring about the end of this infernal war, by destroying Arthas and his minions", the complete silence didn`t last long as a solo cheer turned into that of a gigantic roar, as thousands upon thousands of blood soaked troops pledged their allegiance and willingness to follow their leader, into the realms of hell, if that what it took, then so be it.
"Oh that`s pretty dear, who got you that?" K asks Faith, who replies "It`s from uncle Dedders, not sure I know him oh well", she then leans forward and kisses her mum and states "I`ll open all my other prezzies after school, love you mum bye bye", K sighs in all the excitement she had completely forgot about the mysterious uncle Dedders, for Faiths own protection she had shielded her from his existence, he had not forgotten a single birthday, and she was sure it was down to him that the untraceable deposits into her account appeared, always at times they were needed, not that she had bad thoughts about him, on the contrary she would hug him senseless if they ever met, but it would add fuel to the fire regarding Faith and her dad, that`s it she thought, today is the day I have to sit her down and tell her the truth.
"Lugh come quickly" screams a startled nurse, "What is it Mar" as he notices the matron has just entered the building via the long corridor, he corrects himself "Mm nurse, i`ll be right there", the patient has both arms crossed, his right hand clasping at something unseen, apart from a finely linked part of chain that had escaped his grasp, pressing both hands firmly to his heart, the look on his face is one of both happiness and fear, his REM has caused such activity it has ripped the graph paper,"Don`t touch him nurse, whatever you do, his life is in no apparent danger, just monitor him", both are startled as they leave his room and a voice from behind interrupts them......
"It`s nearly visiting times", uttered quietly by the disfigured troll. An inner feeling telling Lugh that although completely against the rules in such circumstances, that letting the visitor sit by his bed cannot do any harm he replies "You may sit with him, but please for now, no body contact, until his nightmare has eased".
The nurse makes the troll a drink and enters the room, it`s then she notices the horrific scar that accompanies the discoloured tusk, "Oh i`m sorry for staring, but that`s a nasty looking scar, oops nearly forgot i`m Mary, pleased to meet you", smiling at the nurse he replies "I`m Dedders" to which if Mary wasn`t mistaken brought a slight smile to the patients face, "And there`s more of this scars" states Dedders as he raises his tunic to show her, "Oh you poor thing, that must have been an horrific accident, how did it happen?" as Dedders replaces his tunic, he answers, "It goes right down my legs as well, it happened many years ago, I was near a fuel tanks as it exploded, silly`s me".
Osiris pulls the reins and gently pats his mount, as she slows to a halt, in the distance Mount Hyjal is almost beckoning him from yonder, as if challenging him due to his impertinence, this was it, his whole life`s work was now at it`s pinnacle, he sucks in a deep breath and tastes the atmosphere, his scout races to him, the terrified look on his face tells Osiris to take him away from the crowd, "Sir the legion have split into two, half have doubled back, and are but an hour behind us, they have us trapped, there is no turning back now sir".
Jade whispers gently I love you so much, my heart is with you, she turns to face Seven to let him know it`s started, upon seeing his trance like state, she acknowledges he already knows, and places her hands upon his, clutching the Amulet held tightly to his heart.............
Chapter 14
As if all of nature was a sound track playing on an audio device that had just been muted, the unnerving silence interrupted only by the once gentle breeze that was now gaining momentum, as the heavens replaced the tuneful chorus of natures finest harmonies.. with the deafening brand of it`s own.. huge roars of thunder, as two.. dark.. sinister clouds collide.. an image of pure evil appears and spits downward a spear like shard that increases in magnitude as it hurtles towards earth, blinding everyone as it hits home, the piercing white light creates a perfect circle with Hyjal it`s centre, incinerating everything in it`s path, as the flames die down, the scorched circle of black still smouldering as a voice bellows from above......
"Your blessings of Faith will have no bearings here, for every fool that falls on my hallowed land, will rise.. a follower unto me, your saviour is also my provider, where temptation is on offer then the weak will fear to tread, for these have no use, leaving the strong willed to fuel my desires, as they fall blinded but awaken with sight, the hate you feel for my kind only makes me stronger as I feed off your inadequacies, you came for battle, then battle it shall be".
As the 1st wave of Arthas armies move in Osiris quickly gains composure and orders his men to fill the whole circumference of the burnt ring, it is soon learnt not to leave the Arena as it carries an instant death penalty, the 1st wave is easily defeated, with the main bulk of his army concentrating on the more heavily armed second wave, as the fleeing legion armies arrive at their destination appearing over the hill, and start attacking the lightly defended southern point of the arc, heavy casualties ensue as the second wave is defeated, and the fight now focusing on the rear guard "We cannot take another wave sir", A CiC quietly utters to Ozzy.
Seven opens his eyes, only to be greeted by.. a darkness so intense he could not see his hand an inch away from his face, the whisperings were all around him, as they became louder then vanished into the darkness, the incoherent voices were familiar.. they were his friends, family, they were his history, "Kira" he screams, as an inner voice tells him not to be fooled, a child like giggle can be heard in the distance, as it starts turning into a blood curdling shriek, a silhouette that was darker than it`s surrounds comes into view, an entity so vile that nature itself would deny responsibility for somewhere along the evolution chain of creating it.... "Those painful thoughts that you are encountering are my present to you, for a thousand eternities you will carry them, here alone, as a consequential reminder to dare to challenge me, each day you will suffer the last few minutes of your poor, helpless, terrified newly wed bride, as the sharks feed off her battered body, as they rip your unborn child from her", Sevens hate fuelled attack is abruptly halted as he lashes out screaming "You bastard", brought to his knees by an invisible force that mocks him, "It is an insult that they felt you could challenge me".
"Third wave incoming sir", Tears roll down Jade`s cheeks as she reaches out to embrace her man, for one last time, he returns the heartfelt gesture, as he moves north to front the last charge, pandemonium breaks from the rear guard, "Sir it`s the Horde, they are cutting their way through the rear guard", the incoming third wave stops dead a few hundred yards short of the burnt circle, where they are cut down instantaneously by the none restricted Horde forces, some fighting spills into the arena, a Draenei healer is left isolated as a solo infernal moves in for the kill, he falls to his knees as he prepares to meet his doom, a giant axe rips through the torso of the infernal, as it`s bearer stretches out a hand to that of his most despised enemy, as he gratefully acknowledges the giant Orcs show of forgiveness, he notices something wrong, clutching the Orc, gently placing his hands each side of his neck.. he then moves backwards, the Orc stutters... tha.. tha.. than.. thank... thank you, me...Jimmy, witnessed by both factions, nothing has to be said, Sylvannas makes her way to Ozzy, whom kneels with head bowed, she returns the compliment and states, "There is much to be talked about my lord, but now is not the time, do not kill inside the circle, they will resurrect and come back stronger each time, all those scourge forces that were slain earlier today will soon be free of their shackles, we don`t have long".
Mary leaves the room as she is called by the matron, Dedders gently places his hands over the patients, the readings from the REM instantly calm down, Faith arrives home from school, looking very excited, kisses her mum and starts placing her cards on the shelf, "I have to tell you this hunny", K utters trying her best to hold back the tears, as she walks towards Faith, "I know mummy, but not just yet, just cuddle me", as she approaches Faith from behind, and puts her arms around her, Faith clutches her hands and holds them tightly against the Amulet.
Jade senses that the Dark spirit is confused, Seven has picked up on the inner voice.... "Arthas where are you", a female voice echoes from the shadows, "You left me, I loved you, and still do", Osiris feels the time has come and walks forward to confront Arthas.. alone, the troubled Dark spirit replies "Jaina, this cannot be"......................
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Chapter 15
Unnoticed.. Osiris moves slowly away from the battlefield, an inner sense guiding him to a secluded spot, he didn`t have to wait long, unsheathing the once corrupted sword of the Highlord Mograine, as Arthas brandishing Frostmourne walks towards him.
"An apt choice of weapon, once your fathers blade, your relentless crusade against the Undead, ends here today" Mockingly jeers Arthas.
"I care not for words" Responds Ozzy, as he lunges forwards and wounds Arthas`s right arm.
The dark spirit seeming confused, edges back slowly as Jaina appears holding her arms outstretched and beckons "Come to me my lord".
Arthas retaliates, piercing the dark backdrop with sparks, knocking Ozzy backwards as both weapons collide, the next attack causing him to release his weapon as Arthas kicks him, sending him hurtling backwards to the floor, sensing the kill, Arthas grins menacingly and slowly walks towards his vulnerable prey "God give me strength", Ozzy silently prays.
........Fighting back the tears, Jade gently whispers "I love you", her hands are being firmly gripped by Sevens, causing the Amulet to dig into her fingers.
.......Faith gently utters "I love you daddy", followed closely by K, the two of them still closely bonded together.
The dark spirit screeches in torment as it heads towards Seven, it is cut short short as a blinding light radiates from the Amulet.
.....Arthas raises his sword, as he prepares to deliver the fatal blow an unknown source sends Ozzys weapon hurtling towards him, he clutches it, thrusting it into Arthas, just as Frostmourne pierces his heart.
....Seven is surrounded in light as the Amulet emits a powerful beam, obliterating the dark spirit.
...Jade falls forward into the space, once occupied by Seven.
...A lone figure appears and kneels beside the mortally wounded Ozzy, as he utters his final words "Thank you my friend", the figure kisses his forehead then disappears.
The once sinister dark surrounds are replaced by natural light, the burnt circle vanishes, amongst all the roaring from the remaining soldiers Lady Sylvanas is heard to say "Sleep well my children", in reply to the once abundance of the Forsaken, which are no more.
"Where is Osiris?" shouts a high ranking officer, after hours of a fruitless search, they succumb to defeat and leave, amongst the disgruntled feelings of both Horde and Alliance troops, "He deserves so much better than this", is the opinions of them all.
Chapter 16
"Doctor doctor, come quickly, oh my God please, hurry".
"What is it Mary?", trying to calm her down.
"Look", she replies.
The doctor looks at an empty room, once occupied by the longest serving patient.
"What shall we do?" Inquires a very concerned Mary.
"Inform security, we`ll take it from there" answers a somewhat worried Lugh.
.........The party is in full swing, when there`s a knock at the door, "i`ll get it" says Gwen who then whispers to K "it`s the magician, get all the kids in the main room hun, I think his mask is a bit scary though, looks like a huge scar, the tusks look funny though".
Doing a fine job entertaining the little ones, the funny looking Troll says "Rights for my last trick, i`ll needs some helps", as he spoke K is reminded of the words from all of Faiths cards etc "It`s Uncle Dedders" she thinks, sensing this he looks at her, putting one finger on his lips, as he smiles, "I thinks the volunteer should be the birthday girl, don`t you children"
"Yes" replies all his captive audience, "Rights, come to me little one, as it`s your special day, then you should have a special present, now you must close your eyes, and wish, and we`ll sees if we can make that wish come true and appears in that big box".
As Faith closes her eyes, a big cloud of smoke is now where the box once was, as the cloud vanishes a man appears, Kira looks at the man and faints, Faith runs towards him with arms outstretched, hugging him tightly stating "I knew one day you would come back, I knew it, this is the best birthday ever".
After the initial shock, all the adults have now joined Faith and her dad, Kira cannot control her tears of happiness, she makes her way to Uncle Dedders, then hugs him, tightly and states "We owe you so much, thank you, thank you, so many questions".
Looking at Seven, Dedders says "It`s simple`s really, the answer to all of them, he has on a piece of paper, I must goes now, goodbye all".
Bewildered by his last statement, Seven bids his friend farewell, then checks his pockets, pulling out a small box with paper in it, he unrolls the paper which has `Love will conquer all` inscribed on it, smiling, he hugs both the girls in his life.
Chapter 17
Several months had past, Jade had just built up the strength to go to her late husbands office and clear out all his belongings, she drops to her knees crying as she looks at their wedding photo, a hand gently taps her shoulder.
"I`m sorry to interrupt you my lady".
She turns around trying to disguise her tears and says "That`s okay, can I help you?".
"I think I can help you, but first i`ll introduce myself, my name is Swifty".
"Oh i`m Jade, and hello, how do you think you can help?".
"I was there when your Husband defeated Arthas, it was me that threw the sword to him, I know where he fell, it was all that I could do, i`m sorry, I couldn`t get in touch with you, as you disappeared until now, so I knew one day you would return here".
"Why thank you" she smiles at Swifty, "What you done was more than enough, you must have been close to him, to have waited here for so long".
"He was a good man my lady, are you able to travel".
"Yes Swifty, i`m able".
Upon nearing Mount Hyjal she could feel his presence, it was the 1st time since his death she had an inner calm.
"Over here", shouts Swifty, a tree had grown in the exact spot where Osiris fell, "I`ll leave you alone with your thoughts my lady".
Hugging Swifty she thanks him, and kneels by the tree.
Leaning forward touching the tree, it starts radiating a pure white light, making it glow, she closes her eyes, she can feel, smell, taste him.
A voice behind startling her as it states "Sorry to interrupts your prayers my lady", turning around to see who it was, there is no-one there, a huge crow like bird lands in the tree, then transforms itself, and starts performing a ritual, the voice speaks again "This tree is both`s the World and Life, close your eyes, and speak from your hearts".
Jade closes her eyes and gently whispers "I love you Osiris", as arms gently place themselves around her waist, "I love you too".
A disfigured Troll is seen leaving the area and states, "My works here is done, for now`s".
lol did you say Dirk Diggler?
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Has burned many an entertaining hour for me. Tried WoW didn't get into it, but might give it a shot again some day.
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