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Dawn of the Dragon	By : RotSeele Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 3875 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Eight
"...And so that's what happened."
Anduin frowned deeply at Wrathion. The two were in Anduin's chambers, finally alone after being pestered all through dinner by giggling girls. Even Varian had looked uncomfortable with the amount of people who had come for the feast welcoming the prince and King home, along with the Black Prince, who had been the topic of many a twittering girls' conversation and batting eyelashes. Of course, Shandris had been a constant shadow to the two of them, watching them both like a hungry hawk. She, at least, had enjoyed a peaceful dinner.
"And you're sure about this?" Anduin asked. "You really saw this happen?"
"Saw it? Anduin, I felt it. I felt the land being torn apart, felt things that I can't even describe. I've been telling you, there's a great threat to Azeroth coming, and... and I think it might be me."
Anduin leaned back in his seat. Wrathion folded his arms over his chest and looked at the blonde like Anduin would be able to come up with the right answer that would fix everything. "But you were older, right?"
"I don't know. All I know is that I was causing, or at least helping, the destruction of the very place I've been trying to save. I saw what I saw."
"I believe you. It just sounds so... so..."
"Stupid? Because there's no way that I could have any dominion over dreams, or time, or magic, and there's no way that I could ever have the power over the earth."
"Quit being sarcastic. I've been around the block a time or two - just because something lost its powers doesn't mean it's powerless. But what you said... You were flying over Stormwind, and then you were transported right to Kalimdor."
"And then I saw that the forests of Ashenvale had been burned to ash, and the rivers had dried up. And Orgrimmar was just a hollowed out shell, filled with fire and death. And as I passed into Durotar, there was this massive army, ready to match south. And they cheered when they saw me, Anduin. They cheered."
"And that was when you broke Durotar in half, like the Barrens are now."
"Exactly. And I felt the power of the Earth Warder in me. It was so strong and unhinged and all I wanted to do was destroy everything I saw before me. Strange thing is, I don't think I was alone. Someone else was there, someone stronger than me. I think he was pulling my strings, because there was something about him that made me want to serve."
Anduin frowned. "That's the part that worries me the most. If someone had enough power to control you, then there would be very little we could do against such a person, or thing, like that."
"You have before. You'd figure out a way."
"Yeah, but I think if we had to fight you, an army, and whoever was controlling you, we'd be in deep shit even if all the races of the world worked together."
Wrathion smirked at that. It was short-lived, but it was a smirk nonetheless. "Still, I don't like the feel of it. My gut tells me this is the coming future, if I took any stock in certain futures. That's bronze territory."
"In my life, I've learned to go with my gut." Anduin said.
"I'm starting to think that too."
"So what do we do? Even if I managed to convince my father that this was going to happen, you'd be placed under lock and key, if he didn't decide to implement the other plan first."
"Well, why don't we go to the source?" Wrathion asked. "We go to the one person who's been doing everything to put Azeroth back together?"
"You mean, go to Go’el?”
"Exactly. He more than anyone would be able to tell if a threat to Azeroth is coming. Besides, he also had the power of the Earth Warder. That power resonates with me, simply because Deathwing was my father, and I'm of the black lineage."
"Father would never let us go, even if we knew where Go’el was."
"Who said he has to know?" Wrathion said with a conspiratorial smile.
Anduin frowned and said, "He'll know. He always knows. There's like this sixth sense he has when it comes to me. He'll never let us escape alive, and even if we did mange to sneak past the castle guards, there's still the entire city we'd have to go through just to be able to get out."
"We could fly." Wrathion suggested.
"You're too small to carry anyone and the gryphon eyrie is always watched. Or did you forget we have a flight-master?"
Wrathion chose not to answer. His silence told Anduin enough. They sat and contemplated for a while, Anduin thinking of the myriad ways one could escape Stormwind and Wrathion thinking about ways he could survive Varian's wrath. Then Anduin sat up and got to his feet. Wrathion watched him curiously.
Anduin peeked out the window in his room and down onto the ramparts of the castle, and the stretch of city beyond. He nodded, as if he'd just confirmed something, then looked toward Wrathion. "The Deeprun Tram."
Wrathion raised an eyebrow. "What about it?"
"If we take the Deeprun Tram to Ironforge, we can sneak out of that city into Dun Morogh. From there, it's just a few days' walk to the Wetlands. We cross the Thandol Span into the Arathi Highlands, head for Tarren Mill, and go north to Alterac from there."
"Giving Tarren Mill a wide berth, I hope." Wrathion said with a smirk. "Last I heard, that town was still quite unfriendly toward Alliance-kind."
Anduin rolled his eyes. "Of course avoiding the actual place. But that town is the closest to Alterac, and you seem to be neutral with just about everyone, so you can go get supplies if we need them. Beyond that, the real challenge will be actually finding Go’el.”
"Ah, and there I shall reveal my own plan. I'll be able to sense him. We are kin, after a sense." Wrathion smiled as he got to his feet. He stretched and gave an appreciative hiss when joints popped. "So, when should we begin to undertake our scheme?"
"Tomorrow night."
Wrathion blinked. "So soon?"
Anduin smiled. "You have anything better to do?"
Wrathion considered for a moment, then shook his head. "Tomorrow night sounds good. I suppose while you're off doing princely things, I could get our things together."
"No telling anyone. That includes your guard. They can't come with us."
"My dear prince, I've lived this long by keeping my thoughts and desires hidden from even those who serve me. It'll be a piece of cake, so relax. By this time tomorrow, we'll be on our way to Ironforge, and if our luck holds, perhaps traipsing in knee deep snows as we wonder what possessed us to think this was a good idea."
"Shut up and get out of my room."
Wrathion left Anduin then, his laughter audible even as he vanished down the hallway.
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