A/N- Sorry for the delay, but life has a way of sneaking up and sapping you...making you zone out for frikkin EVER! So OP...ok, I hate rogues, not important, MOVING ON! I am back to writing. I have several stories I plan on updating over the next few days. As for this one, I jumped about 40 levels. Come on...those of you who play WoW, did you REALLY want me to drag you through the 30-60 grind? I personally HATED that stretch of leveling. So I am jumping them right up to 60. Enjoy, and please review.
Buffy ducked under the swing of the skeletal attacker and spun, swinging her axe in a high spin and cleaving the blade across the skeleton and into the side of the one next to it. They both fell over, the bodies now to damaged for the eldrich powers animating them to sustain.
Xander saw the wounds she recieved and cast a quick spell, reinvigorating her and healing her wounds. "You ok there, Buff?" he asked.
Buffy just smiled. "Peachy with a side of keen." she said. "How is Peridar?"
Peridar turned, staring at Buffy and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry that he let those two by him." he said, sheathing his sword. "Are you alright?"
Buffy nodded. "Yep."
"I'm fine as well, thank you for asking." a hollow, otherworldly voice cut into the conversation. The group turned and saw Selvalersi walking down the hallway.
Xander quickly began casting a powerful healing spell, watching as the great wounds in his companion closed and her flesh knitted before his eyes. "Wow, Selv. Sorry." he said quickly.
Selvalersi merely shrugged. "I am quite capable of handling two paltry skeletons." she said, shaking her head at the holes now marring her robes. "Did you forget something, Peridar?" she asked.
Peridar's brow knitted in thought.
"A small spell, usually cast by a Paladin at the beginning of an encounter?" Selvalersi snapped, raising an eyebrow.
Peridar closed his eyes and swore in Thalassian. He quickly cast the spell and turned away from the group. Righteous Fury filled him and he scowled at the skeletons at his feet. The next encounter would NOT see them slipping by him.
Buffy scowled at Selvalersi. "It was a simple mistake, Selv." she whispered harshly. "You didn't have to be so mean."
Selvalersi shook her head. "You are wrong, Buffy." she said. "There are far deadlier things in this world than mere skeletons, and they will not be forgiving. He MUST learn and he must understand the costs."
Peridar turned to the two women as Buffy was about to speak. "She's right, Buffy." he said softly. "It is my job to go first, to keep them focused on me while you three finish them before they realize what is happening to them." he said.
Xander frowned. "Three?" he said looking around.
Buffy spun, as did Selvalersi. "Turgren?" Buffy called, slightly panicked. She was fond of the massive Tauren warrior. "TURGREN!"
Quietly, the echoes rang down the passageway. Peridar rolled his eyes and Xander chuckled quietly. The clang of metal on stone stopped. Turgren came around the corner, stuffing three chunks of silver into his packs. "Sorry, found a silver node." he smiled.
Buffy shook her head and punched the Tauren, her fist making the chain mail he wore jingle and making him smile.
Peridar spied movement in the next room and looked over the group. "Ready to end this?"
Buffy nodded, as did Turgren. Selvalersi looked at the small imp at her feet and shook her head. "Try lighting the enemy
on fire this time."
The imp shrugged. "Hey, honest mistake. You're both..." he paused as Selvalersi narrowed her gaze. "Uh...life impared?"
Xander had to bite his cheek. He LOVED that imp!
"Let's get on with it." Selvalersi sighed.
Several minutes later, Bloodmage Thalnos died, horribly...for good this time.
Searching the fiend, Selvalersi smiled grimly. Her Queen would be very pleased to be rid of the mage. And, she received quite a nice piece of enchanted armor. The mantle would suffice until better could be found, and she would find better. She would strip the enchanted gear from the bodies of every one of the Lich Kings minions that dared to cross her, and she would wear the pieces when she stared into his cold eyes and burned what was left of his soul.
Buffy gently touched Selvalersi's shoulder. "Are you alright?" she asked softly.
Selvalersi turned her head away quickly, shrugging the hand from her shoulder. "I'm fine." she said quickly. "Let us go claim our reward."
Buffy nodded and stood, waving a concerned Xander away. She said nothing of the tears she saw and, again, wondered about the life of their Forsaken companion.
Giles sighed as he removed his glasses and, taking a rare moment of quiet, leaned against the wall. 'Buffy, Xander...wherever you are I pray you are safe.' he thought.
Tara looked at Willow sleeping fitfully and frowned. Two days. It had only been two days ago that she regained what Glory had stolen, and she knew Willow had ripped it from the Hellgoddess and returned it. But was the price she paid to high? Buffy and Xander both gone, would Willow ever recover? Tara kissed Willow softly on her head and felt the tension lessen, but not vanish. Two days seemed like a lifetime.
BtVS~~~WoW~~~BtVS~~~WoW~~~BtVS~~~WoW~~~BtVS~~~WoWTWO YEARS LATER-AZEROTH
Buffy stared, mutely in awe, at the swirling vortex in front of her. She thought of the friends she had made along the way and wondered where they were now. Peridar, Xander, Selvalersi, Turgren and herself had all been together since they came to Azeroth over three years ago. Again, she thought of Mulgore and Thunder Bluff. The land was some of the most beautiful she had seen in Azeroth, and she wanted to return, and she meant to...she always meant to, but something always occupied her time. The time never seemed right, and when they did venture to a major city, it was usually to the Orc capital city of Orgrimmar. Warchief Thrall was busy, increasingly so lately, and he still found time to continue making inqueries of scholars and allies to help find a way home for both her and Xander. And now, there was this place.
"The Blasted Lands." Selvalersi said quietly, adjusting the grip on her staff. "An apt name."
Xander only nodded mutely. His plate armor reflected the blazing sun overhead and she smiled. Xander was very proud of it, and she was proud of him. Xander and Peridar had both reached the pinnacle in the eyes of their superiors about a year ago, and they were inducted as full Paladins into the order. The plate armor they were given was very beautiful, but very ceremonial; only a fool would wear it into battle.
Turgren had a solution, one that was relatively cheap, not that they had money problems. He would make their armor for them. He certainly had the skill. Turgren's wares were always welcome in any of the cities auction houses and the he was paid handsomely for them. Peridar was wear an Enchanted Thorium Breastplate that Turgren had crafted and the enchantments were quite powerful. Peridar's strength, and vigor had increased greatly. In fact Buffy, Xander, Peridar and Turgren himself wore items the Tauren crafted.
Selvalersi's voice cut through Buffy's reviling. "Are we going to go through it or did we come all this way to just stare at it?"
Peridar looked at his friends and smiled. "Right then." he said, walking forward.
Turgren snorted, his grip tightening on his axes. Turgren had sought special training. He could wield weapons that would normally be used with both hands in one hand. As a result, he swung two massive axes in battle, and he was deadly accurate with them. Buffy preferred a two-handed sword.
"Let's do this." Xander nodded. As one, the group walked through the spiraling portal and into the shattered world of Draenor, now called Outland. Thrall had said that perhaps the Naaru could help get them home. They would find A'Dal in Shattrath City.
Buffy smiled. Perhaps they would find a way home here. Perhaps, she and Xander could return to their first family. Even if that meant leaving their new family behind, a thought she did not relish. But those thoughts were for another day. Right now, they had work to do.
As they emerged from the portal they were stunned into silence. The battle was literally on the portals doorstep.
Xander glanced over at Buffy. "That's a lot of demons."
Buffy just nodded, licking her drying lips.
"Go get 'em." Xander gave her a small shove.
"What?!" She asked, looking at him as if he had lost his mind.
"Well you're the slayer." Xander smiled. Buffy just rolled her eyes.
"I think it would be best if we reported first." Peridar pointed to Lieutenant General Orion.
They would obviously find much to do here in Outland.