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New Conflicts	By : straha86 Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 2266 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Daniel felt himself waking, much slower then he normally would wake up after having spent two years in the military with overbearing officers constantly breathing down his neck. The back of his head was throbbing, and he could feel dried blood clotting his hair. He tried to open his eyes and was hit by waves of pain as the light from the mid day sun seared his retinas. When he tried to cover his eyes with his hands, he found them to be bound behind his back.
Squinting, he tried again to open his eyes and see his surroundings. He saw three other humans, all unconscious, and looking a bit worse off then him. He thought he recognized one of them as another of the scouts that were part of his unit, but through the blood coating his face, it was hard to tell.
The room they were in had a large opening, with only a small fence keeping them in. Even bound and hobbled as he was he would have no issue climbing it, and there were no guards nearby to prevent it. When he stood however, his perspective on the view changed. He hadn't noticed through the pain in his head, but the ground was shifting slightly and there was a faint hum of engines in the back ground. When he made his way to the fence, he saw a drop of several hundred feet. He was on an orc Zeppelin.
"Dammit" he swore to himself. The door on the other side of the room looked heavy and he doubted that it would be unguarded. Pressing his ear against the door confirmed it, he could hear the guttural sounds of orcs talking less then a few feet away.
He was despairing, he had joined the military of TheramoreTheramoreat 15, younger then would ordinarily be excepted into the military, but at that point the was was already going poorly for the Alliance. Now at 17, he had been captured, most likely during what was the final battle on Kalimdor. The news from the eastern kingdom of Stormwind was a a stalemate against the Forsaken and Blood Elves, but now that the Orcs had routed the last organized resistance on Kalimdor with almost no losses, the momentum would surely swing, especially if the horde used more of those missiles against the capital cities of the alliance.
Hours later he was awoken from his self pity when the door to the cell opened. Three orcs came in, armed to the teethe, but they didn't look to be getting ready to execute them. After them a Tauren entered, barely fitting through the door that had been intended for use by the marginally smaller orcs. Daniel recognized the garb of a druid.
The traditional ornate leather robes were supposedly still used in ceremonies, but in the field it had changed, as had the armors off all the soldiers and mercenaries of the modern age. Druids were still easy to discern though, the earthy collars and high quality cotton of their robes were a clue, and they were one of the only people to carry around saves.
The druid approached Daniel, and softly asked something in what sounded like the Night Elf language. Daniel knew a handful of words, but not enough to understand what the Tauren was asking. When the druid raised his hands and began channeling magic Daniel panicked and tried to strike out against him in spite of his bindings, but before he was able to the orcs had swiftly intervened and now held him down. The Tauren gave him what looked to be a pained look and began again. Daniel braced for what he expected to be a torturous and painful spell, yet was surprised when the magic washed over him, soothing his injuries, and lessening the pain he was feeling.
The two orcs holding him did not let him go until the druid had finished healing the other prisoners, and when they left, kept their weapons pointed at him, clearly expecting an escape attempt. He made no move, and the orcs relocked the door.
"That was unexpected," he mumbled to himself. From the stories brought back by other escaped prisoners he had been expecting torture, not healing. With the injury to his head healed, the pain a dizziness he had felt upon waking began to quickly recede. The other three prisoners still hadn't regained consciousness, but that was expected even with the healing.
Still, not much had changed, he was still a prisoner, and still had no hope of escape. His thoughts continued to circle around his head, fear and depression warring against humiliation at being captured.
Finally, he decided that he needed to stop wallowing and at least make a token effort at escaping. The bindings on his hands and feet would have to be taken care of first, they were rope of some kind, so all he needed was something sharp to cut them with. He checked the few pockets of his uniform that he could reach, but it felt like all of his useful tools he carried with him had been removed. He patted down the other unconscious prisoners, blushing slightly at touching them in such a manner, but again came up empty. Even there boots had been taken, probably because they were such a common and easy place to hide things. The room itself was bare metal walls, the places where the metal sheets met were smooth enough that he would not be able to use that. He turned his attention to the fence on the open end of the cell. The wire link fence was smooth, no barbs on it that could be used. But on one end of it, he hit pay dirt. One of the wires had come loose from the wall, and the wire looked to have been cut in a jagged, uneven manner.
With only about fifteen minutes of work, he had managed to free his hands. Next on the list of things he needed to do was cut the ropes binding his feet. That was going to be a bit of a challenge considering how high up on the fence the jagged wire was. He was still pondering that when he remembered that he couldn't reach one of his hiding spots with his hands bound, but now that they were free, he could. He had received a fair amount of hazing when someone had seen him wedging a small foldaway knife into the back of his undergarments, but now, he reached back, and found the blade. It was small, only half the length of a finger, but this was one of the purposes he had in mind when he started carrying it there.
He had just finished cutting his way through the ropes on his ankles when he heard an alarm sound somewhere on the Zeppelin. He figured since he hadn't actually gotten out of his cell yet, that it was not about his forthcoming escape attempt. He also began feeling the airship accelerate, and his ears popping indicated that they were dropping in altitude quickly, but not on the order of crashing. He began to hear the ships guns firing in the distance, causing the room to shudder slightly. The last he had heard there were no alliance airships or planes left on Kalimdor, "What are they shooting at?"
He was looking out the balcony, trying to see what was going on when a series of explosions rocked the ship. He crouched down, holding on for all he could. Whatever battle was going on was reaching a fevered pitch, with something hitting the ship every few seconds. An explosion ripped through part of the wall by the door, spreading shrapnel through out the room. Only luck prevented Daniel from serious injury. The other prisoners did not look so fortunate, in all likelihood all three of them had just died, while he had only been dazed by the nearby explosion.
The Zeppelin was now descending with even greater speed, no longer in control. Only a few of it's weapons were still firing, yet it was continuing to get hit. It started to spiral down. As the ship turned, Daniel got a glimpse of what was firing at it. He didn't recognize it, but it was another airship, completely black. It had a series of small fires on it, likely caused by fire from the orc Zeppelin. In the waning evening hours, it glowed a sickly green color.
The ground was now very close, and the ship was going to hit the ground hard. Daniel braced himself as god as he could, and waited for the inevitable crash landing.
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