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Zeldamon: The Legacy (Part 5) (My World of Warcraft FanFiction)
Decisions to Make
After they all settled down for the night, and Lyfe was marveling at the difference in his wife's mood, Zeldamon had a thoughtful look on her face. "Tell me what you're thinking, wife," he requested.
"I want to help her, but she speaks of travelling so far from here, and we've just but got on our feet..." her voice trailed off into her thoughts.
"We can travel the world, my love. My home is in your heart. You have the soul that can heal people, and I want you to use that gift. This... this was just so we had some solid ground to stand on. We can sell the place, take the money to help a lonely traveler. It doesn't matter why you care about her. I've heard tell in Stormwind of a world named Draenor. From there, there are many portals back to our home, if you want to keep it, but we've not spent nearly what we've sold, and we can do anything from here. You seem to be feeling open to anything today, and we should grasp the opportunity before fear takes over."
Zeldamon did not expect to be able to just pick up and leave her home. It sounded exciting in the moment, but she soon began to grow a pit in her stomach. "What if it's a mistake? What if we can never go back?"
"We won't be able to come back, not at first, not for a while, but... we can build a Garrison, and have protection from thieves, stock houses to store our goods... More room for a family..." He brushed her hair back and nuzzled her neck.
She turned to face him. "If it's too much for us....."
"We'll hold each other, and heal the other's soul."
She kissed him then, and after a long time, passion taking over them, they lay there again, in the glow of love. "We'll leave tomorrow, when the sun rises." she told him as he once told her, and he wrapped his arms around her naked body, holding her tight.
Zeldamon had never taken a humane life before. She was used to killing beasts now, but people... she wasn't sure, and on the way to The Dark Portal that Jayx spoke of, it was all she could think about. What would her first kill be like? Will it be as awful as that first pack of tigers she had slaughtered? Lyfe assured her over and over that when her defenses kicked in, it would be the same as if they were animals, the horde had no regards for their lives.
He spoke the truth. When the time came, and she heard the battle cries around them, Zeldamon acted with her training with animal-like instinct. She did not see the horde as the only animals on the field, and she imagined that if it were her dying, she would scream just the same. She never understood all the need for the hatred that divided everyone. It was the reason she had to go out into the world alone.
The three of them became exalted with many alliance factions while earning information in The Blasted Lands. Every step closer to Draenor was a step closer to Jayx finding her sister, and she was getting axious.
"Almost two months has passed... she's probably dead." Jayxen sobbed into the night. Zeldamon tried to console her, but it was impossible. "We could have stayed where it's safe, but she's always looking... always looking... and with her mage powers, she could be anywhere by now, she would have sent me a message..."
Zeldamon had not met many with mage powers yet, but she knew as much to know that if she could have, she would have ported to safety. She worried for Jayx, as it had been almost two months with no word of her sister. It reminded Zeldamon of her sisters, and her own need to lay her sisters' souls to rest. She felt her closest hope lie with finding Jayx's Allie, whom had been actively searching for the lost most of her life.
Jayxen and Alucardia lay silent in the shed, left hopeless. At almost 15 and 12, it was setting in that they were now adults, abandoned by their mother for good this time. They had searched for days, but had run out of defenses, and had to rest.
"I can't believe I let her take the baby... she was just going to get groceries... no one has seen her in a week." Alucardia wept silently, braiding her sister's pigtails. "I met a mage in town last night. I've learned to create... portals... we must go search for them."
"What if they do come back? We won't be here. I must stay here, sister. Bring them back to us." Jayxen could not feel her sister's sadness anymore, and she still had hope. If she just waited long enough...
"We have to look now. If we don't leave soon, they'll be too far away to catch up to, we'll never find them. We'll rest tonight. Tomorrow I'll gather the herbs we need to take with us. We're leaving. I won't lose you too." Alucardia put her arms around her sister, and held her there. "I can't lose you."
"No, Allie! I won't leave our home! I can't! She promised she'd be back, she must have went to help someone." Alucardia stiffened at her sisters words. Help?
"I want you to check your mailbox daily. I must go," Alucardia could not make her sister accept the realities, and there was enough supplies in the shed for at least another couple weeks. She would be back by then, with Zelli and their mother.
Alucardia woke with a start. She didn't know where she was, or what was behind the walls of her cell. "I've really done it this time..."
She heard the doors that she couldn't see opening. "It's time for food, but what meal of the day is this?" she wondered. She looked down at the tray the guard laid out for her as he walked away. It had been days since anyone had spoken to her, but she didn't mind that too much. When they did talk to her, it was to tell her how they were going to kill her when it was time. She wondered what was stopping them. Magical beings from of the hoard kept visiting her, taking her blood and looking at the markings on her face.
As she ate for the sake of her unborn baby, she had to focus on keeping the food down. "I should have told her. I'm going to die, and she will have never known she was to be an aunt." Allie cried at the thought. She hadn't meant to fall in love, it had all been about the mission: finding her mother and youngest sister. As her pregnancy had progressed, the need became stronger as the reality grew further away. Now it just sounded silly. She risked all their lives for what? A mother that obviously didn't love her, one that had left her? A sister that she couldn't remember? Now her lover was dead, taken by Lord Joseph of Undercity. Jayxen thought this mission was about their mother again, but Kelshikt had left for a mission and not come back. Remembering the night her mother left, she tried to wait patiently for his return as Jayxen had all those years in the shed.
Sitting on the cold floor of the cell she was beginning to accept home, she was suprised to hear the doors open once more. A large blood elf came down the halls and came to look at her. On instinct, she stood in her challenge stance. He laughed at her, his echo radiating down the hallway.
"I am Lord Joseph. They say you have my blood. You are no longer a prisoner here... With my blood in your veins, I want to keep you under tighter lock and key. In your... condition... I wish to take the child you carry with my blood, and raise him to be the heir to my throne. They say you put up quite the fight. It's sad to see the Alliance has taken you to their side. As soon as my heir is born, I will have no use for you, and you will be killed." He spoke with no expression on his face.
Alucardia looked closer... What was this man talking about? "My father fought for the Alliance! I watched as my mother dragged his body out of battle, and I watched her scars form with his passing! I have no blood of yours!" she screamed at him.
"You misunderstand. I'm not giving you the choice. Stand up." He opened her cage door, and with no other choice, she stepped out of it to be dragged out with a blindfold. Tears stained her face. "What have I done? How can this man believe his is my father..."