Warcraft is Magic

Azok stood in the middle of a small grassy field.  The same one he had killed the Dragon in weeks before the beasts corps was now only a skull and some wing bones, the local wildlife must have eaten the rest.  As he got closer to the skull he saw there was a note burned into the bone.

        To the slayer of my mate: journey to Midnight Castle, I would like to speak with you.

        He would gladly like to go to Midnight Castle, but there was one problem. He had no idea where it was.  And when you don't know something you go to the library.

“Twilight, you there?”

        “One second!” The purple librarian poked her head around a corner “Oh hello Azok, are you here to pick up one of your Arcane Crystals?”

        “No, actually I need to know where Midnight Castle is?”

        “Oh, it’s on an Island southwest of Manehatten. Why did you want to know?”

        “No reason.” Azok sprinted out the door, transformed, and flew off towards his destination. He could have taken the teleporter, but it was so much more fun to fly. It took him a little under an hour to reach the Island.  But the moment he crossed its border, the sky went black and all went still.  The water stopped moving and the air currents froze. It was as if the island was dead.

        Landing on the Island, Azok could feel the evil of the place, he should have turned back but He had somebody to meet.

        The inside of the castle was filled dust and skeletons they looked like dragons but different they seemed to have pony like features to them.  He entered the throne room and before him laid a Dragon, but this one was alive.

        The massive beast swung its head to face the Paladin. “So we meet at last Blood Elf. It has been too long, or has it not yet been long enough.”

        “How do you know what I am?” Azok began to pull out his Ranseur, preparing for a fight.

“I know everything about you Azok- the King Slayer, The Explorer, The Bloodsail Admiral, TheChampion of the Frozen Wastes.  You have many names, and I know them all.”

        “How do you know me? We have never met before, Dragon.”

“I know, because I see.  I see all that was and all that will be.  I am The Watcher of time.”

        “You are this worlds aspect of time.  Tell me, Dragon, are there other Dragon Aspects?”

“No Elf. I am sorry, but there are none.  Me and my mate were the last of the great Dragons, but you slew him.”

“I am so sorry Dragon, but I only killed him in defence. If I had known he was one of the greats, I would have tried harder to save him.”

“Do not worry yourself Elf, my mate was destined to die at that point of time. Just as you were meant to come to this land from the day you were born.And to your next question you can call me Watcher though it may not be your next question now that it has been answered.” Watcher chuckled at her own temporal joke.

        “Watcher, may I ask why you have called me here?”

“I offer a warning, but you must determine its meaning.  A Storm approaches, one the likes no mortal has ever seen.  This Storm is powerful enough to change the very fabric of reality.  But It is the only hope for you to defeat an enemy of old The King the Realm of Darkness and the Inbetween. Stay steadfast Elf, and you may be able to weather this Storm.”

        “You make it sound like this Storm is a living being, and what is the Realm of Darkness?”

“All in good time Elf.”

“What should I do Watcher?”

“Do not worry Elf, for I have seen the future, and when the times comes you will know what to do.  Now I must go Elf, for I am needed at a different time.” The Watcher shimmered for a second then disappeared.  The familiar taste of sand entered Azoks mouth as He watched the old beast vanish.

        Several large caliber rounds tore through the air impacting on some timberwolves,  the bests were currently engaging with Gamera, a giant lava turtle, giving the Hunter the perfect opportunity to take them out.   Vinny had been stuck in the whitetail woods for a week now on a job, the game warden was worried about a large pack of Timberwolves.  Their numbers were usually small, but over the last year there had been an influx of them, and now it was culling time.

        “Damn wolves. What is that, like fifty?”  He sat down on the ground and began to clean his rifle- a large twelve chamber over under 50cal revolving rifle.  “Good thing I can't run out of ammo, or these damn things would have taken me out days ago.” Gamera plopped down  next to Vinny “Hey bud, how you holding up?” examining the shell on the turtles back, he noticed several small cuts, but nothing too severe.  “Im gonna send you back; dont want you to get too banged up.” Vinny pulled out a whistle and blew it. Runes appear under the cat, sucking it into the ground.  After Schrodinger had been dismissed, he went back to cleaning his gun.

        There was a roar from the bushes to his left and as a Timberwolf emerged from them, this wolf was an alpha- it was twice as big and twice as mean.  “Hey listen big guy, if you're smart you know you can't beat me, so just back off and I won't have to blow you into wood chips.” Vinny leveled his rifle and prepared two explosive rounds.  The Timberwolf Alpha lunged, its teeth ready to rip the Goblin to shreds.  The beast was however dumb as it was large it landed on the rifles bayonet and then was quickly finished off by two point blank explosive rounds.

        “Thank the gods, I think that was the last of them,” he grumbled while wiping the sap off his chain armor. Vinny returned to the game warden and received his pay: 1000 bits. It was no small fee ,but the job was done perfectly and with no loss of pony life.

        He used his Hearthstone to return to home, the magic was still a little off, but he never landed too far from the house.

        This time was no different except when he appeared he was several feet off the ground and standing on the head of his friend the Paladin.

        “Yo big guy, is his how you see all the time? Everything is so small.”

        “Yes actua....get off my head Vinny.”

        “But it’s fun.”

        “Down boy.”

        “Fine” Vinny jumped off Azok’s head and landed with a thump on the wooden floor of the kitchen “By the way, here is the money from my last job,” tossing the sack to the Elf he left the room and laid on the couch.

        “Hey Vinny, we gotta talk.”

        “What's up?”

        “I went to a place called Midnight Castle today and talked with a dragon called Watcher. She said that we should be ready for a storm that is coming, but the way she talked about it made it seem like this storm was a person.”

        “Why should I care if something gets in my way? I’ll shoot it till it stops moving, you know that.”

        “I don't think bullets will help us this time little buddy.”

(A/N Wow i might actually get a double update out anyway I gave vinny a new weapon to click anyway if you can guess what is coming up in the next few chapters I give you one cookie if not NO COOKIE FOR YOU.)