Ashes And Arrows: The Bright Fire

A novel involving my former WoW character Ashe and her adventures.

After the horrid destruction of Kezan caused by Deathwing tearing through the heart of the world we know as Azeroth, Âshe finds herself in the great Horde city of Orgrimmar. A stranger to these lands and with her entire family perishing to Deathwing's destructive power, she has sworn to carry on the legacy that is her family, many generations of proud Hunters. She soon find herself drawn to help heal the lands hurt by the Cataclysm and gets involved in a long journey, taking her far and wide to areas she could only dream of.

I want to point out, while there is ALOT of lore and actual facts from World of Warcraft involved in this story, there WILL be inconsistensies, seeing as it is still fanfiction, so do not take it serious.

Disclaimer - The name Ashe is in fact not stolen or nicked from League of Legends. I've had the name for roughly 10 years, ever since I started playing World of Warcraft back in Vanilla Beta.


6. Old Memories

  As boulders of molten rock, bombarded Kezan from the volcano, Ashe was trying to concentrate on breaking the lock on the secure vault in the bank. All her riches and her entire family collection of heirlooms was stashed here and she was certain it would take every piece of copper she had to convince the Trade Prince to escort her and her family to safety. Her mother was getting anxious listening to the screams of horror happening outside, as the building continued to stand after several hits and missing pieces of stone from the roof was now shattered all over the lobby. Lucy was getting impatient and snapped at her daughter. 

  Lucy: "For the love of... Could you hurry up, we're running out of time!"

  Ashe turned around with an angry expression on her face. She wanted to yell, but the amount of sound generated would probably alert the looters already pillaging what they could before making it off the island.

  Ashe: "I am working as fast as I bloody well can mother!"

  Her hushed voice was her best attempt and keeping as quiet as possible.

  Ashe: "Father will make sure to keep any looters from disturbing us."

  The sweat was running like a waterfall from her face. She had little time and the lock wouldn't budge. Ashe was growing impatient. A large explosion outside the bank brought a noticeable quake through the ground, as the volcano kept spewing forth molten boulders around the island. They were out of time, luck, the safe wasn't budging and Ashe was out of patience. She threw the tools on the ground and stepped back. Her mother followed as Ashe gestured to get clear of the vault. Ashe picked up her bow and an arrow and stuck a hand in her small bag, finding a tiny explosive device. Goblin craftsmanship at its finest. She mounted the device to the arrow and without a word, she took aim.

  Ashe: "Cover your eyes and ears mother, I think it's way past being sneaky."

  In silent cooperation Lucy did what her daughter asked and after firing the arrow, a huge explosion made the vault's door shatter and the bank started to shake more than what was being done to it by the earthquake.

  Ashe: "This place is coming down soon, take what you can and get out of here! I will be right behind you."

  Lucy obliged and started filling the black sacks they brought with gold, jewels and gems. After filling three sacks each, they ran out of the bank, much to the relief of Damian, who had perched himself on a nearby platform. The high elevation had allowed him to take out multiple pirates and looters attempting to get to the bank. As he saw his two girls exit the bank, he made his way down to join them. 

  Damian: "You guys made it, good. How much did you get?"

  Damian looked over the sacks and nodded despite his dissatisfaction to the amount.

  Damian: "Let's hope the Trade Prince will see it as enough." 

  As they were about to leave, another fiery boulder came flying through the skies landing on the nearby hill, causing an avalanche of lava, dirt and mud heading straight for the bank. The quakes kept intensifying and the bank was leveled in a rapid sweep of the avalanche as they made their escape.

  They rushed off to the docks, avoiding as much of the chaos as possible. Every second that went by, another innocent civilian was seen being crushed by a boulder, caught under a falling structure or killed in cold blood by a pirate looking to make a profit. Finally, a welcome sight, the Trade Prince's boat was still docked and they still had a chance to escape, how ever flimsy the hope was that the riches were enough to grant them passage. They were first held up by the body guards, but the Trade Prince cleared them through. With nothing but greed in  his eyes, he formed a wicked grin on his smug face. 

  Trade Prince Gallywix: "I hope you brought what I asked. There's limited seating you know."

  Ashe had no choice but to throw the six sacks of treasure at his feet, watching with disgust as he looked through them. He skimmed through as his grinning golden teeth started to reveal his true intentions. 

  Trade Prince Gallywix: "This will do indeed. Unfortunately, the terms of our deal has changed."

  If it wasn't for the huge Orfs patrolling the docks, Ashe would have killed him right then and there, but sadly he was their only way out.

  Ashe: "Changed the deal? What are you talking about you bastard! We had an agreement!" Ashe was furious. The Trade Prince's face didn't change, despite what he had to sayto say.

  Trade Prince Gallywix: "Unfortunately for you, I can only take 1 of you with me. Like I said, limited seating.

 Ashe's body was filled with rage as the Orfs carrying off her prized possessions. In the end, as calm as she wanted to appear, her emotions got the better of her. 

  Ashe: "You must be out of your damn mind Gallywix. No way. I am not leaving ANYBODY here to die you greedy son of a half gnome."

  The Trade Prince laughed loudly, only adding fuel to her hate for him. 

  Trade Prince Gallywix: "Your choice. Either way, I already have what I want. You have a minute until I leave this wretched place for good. I suggest you make your mind up and do it fast."

  As the Trade Prince walked away to the boat, her eyes filled with tears. She already knew what was going to happen. They all did. Lucy had already predicted this and smiled at Ashe, attempting to ease her mind. Damian knew this was the last time he would see his little girl.

  Damian: "You are the youngest, Ashe. You get on that boat and you get your ass out of here, now. Do not disappoint me."

  As the tears started to roll from their eyes and down her cheeks, Damian took his bow from his back and gave it a long glance. He finally handed it to Ashe, but she refused to take it.

  Ashe: "No Father. I will NOT leave you here. I will NOT leave you both here to die! There has to be another way!"  

  Damian forced the bow into her daughters hands and closed them.

  Damian: "We will find shelter and pray for the worst to pass. Go my child. I have and always will be proud of you."  

  The Trade Prince was getting impatient.

  Trade Prince Gallywix: "The boat is leaving with or without you, little girl."

  As Ashe turned her back and stepped onto the seaborne vessel, she gave the Trade Prince a stare of death and disgust. She turned to the harbor as the ship left and watched her parents disappear in the smoke and screams drowning out the city. She clutched the bow tight in her hands and closed her hands. After wiping the tears from her face, she turned and looked the Trade Prince straight into his gold hungry eyes. 

  Ashe: "You will pay for this in time. I will find you, another time, another place. And, will, kill you."

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