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The Divine Bell

An ancient mogu artifact that if struck, it would allow control over the Sha, the manifestations of negative emotions. Well, that was what Wrathion had heard, who was now flying as fast as his small wings could carry him through the air of Kun Lai.

The moment word had reached the Prince of the Black Dragonflight that Anduin Wrynn, the young Prince of Stormwind, had gone after Garrosh Hellscream in an attempt to reverse the powers of the Divine Bell with the Harmonic Mallet, Wrathion immediately set out from the Tavern in the Mists, ignoring the arguments of his body guards. If there was one thing that mattered to him most of all besides the future of Azeroth, it was for Anduin's safety.

To say that the two princes were friends was a bit of an understatement. Wrathion, having met the human prince shortly after Anduin had crash landed on Pandaria, had found himself becoming attracted to him on a romantic level, a "crush" as mortals referred to it. Anduin, however, did not feel the same way at first, being a bit lost of words at the dragon's attempt with flirting. Eventually, he did manage to warm up to Wrathion, even going so far as to steal a kiss from him before running off to Kun Lai to convince the White Tiger Xuen to open the gates of the Vale of Eternal Blossoms. In short, they were a little more than just friends.

Wrathion was shaken from his thoughts by the sound of fighting at Emperor's Reach. Finding a secluded area, he transformed into his humanoid form before making his way towards the noise on foot. What he saw when he arrived stunned him.

Garrosh had apparently already struck the bell, for there were remains of Sha on the ground that fell to-surprisingly- Anduin's spells. Wrathion ignored the angry threats the Warchief was hurling at Anduin as he watch the young human strike the bell with the mallet, rendering the Divine Bell useless for Garrosh to use against the Alliance. Wrathion couldn't help but grin with amusement at the look on Hellscream's face.

What happened next nearly stopped his heart as he looked in horror as Garrosh struck the bell with Gorehowl. Anduin had only time to scream and cover his head as the bell's remains fell on top of him. The scream seemed to continue until Wrathion realized it wasn't the young prince screaming but himself.

"Anduin! NO!"

Garrosh Hellscream was startled by the screaming that came from behind him, turning to see Wrathion barreling toward him, his turban flying off of his head and panic filling his burning red eyes. The Black Prince practically shoved the large orc out of the way, knocking him onto his back as if he weighed no more than a scrap of paper. Garrosh pulled himself up, staring as Wrathion was yanking the rubble off of Anduin, desperate to save his friend. "Anduin! Can you hear me?!" screeched the young dragon, "Don't go toward the light, Anduin! Don't you dare go toward that light!"

"It's too late, human," spat Garrosh, standing behind Wrathion with Gorehowl ready, prepared to deliver a fatal strike, "your pathetic friend is dead. Such the price King Wrynn pays for his continued defiance!"

At those words something snapped inside of Wrathion, unleashing some sort of primal rage. Before Gorehowl had a chance to connect with his back, the dragon prince spun around, grabbing it by the blade, ignoring the pain of it sinking into his palms. Wrathion looked Garrosh dead in the eye and uttered a threatening growl, not a human one, but pure dragon. And from the fear plastered on Garrosh's face, the Warchief could tell as well. In the blink of an eye Wrathion managed to rip the axe from the orc's hands before delivering a powerful haymaker straight to his jaw, knocking Garrosh back several feet. Garrosh only managed to sputter in shock before Wrathion was upon him, delivering blow after blow, rage fueling each strike. Just as he grabbed Garrosh by the head and was prepared to bash his skull onto the stone floor, he barely heard what resembled a croaking sound.

"Wrathion…don't…"

Wrathion recognized that voice anywhere. Anduin was alive! He nearly shouted with joy until he saw the look on Garrosh's face. While it was obvious he hadn't heard Anduin, Wrathion could see the panic and confusion in the orc's face, wondering why the assault had ceased. It dawned on Wrathion that, if he had managed to kill Garrosh right here and now, it would pretty much make him no different than him.

It was also prove that he was in a way similar to his own father.

Wrathion snarled in annoyance and got off of Garrosh. As much as he despised the Warchief now, he was going to have to let him live. Garrosh glanced up at him, wondering what he was up to.

"…If I were you I'd get out of my sight before I change my mind about letting you live," growled the Black Prince, "and pray that you and I don't cross paths again for the sake of your health."
With that, Garrosh bolted, sprinting to a wyvern that was waiting for him and not hesitating to take off in the air, as if afraid Wrathion would attack him from behind.
As soon as he was sure the Warchief was out of sight, Wrathion bolted towards Anduin, immediately getting on his knees and resting a hand on Anduin's face. The human prince was panting, as if even breathing was painful. Tears pooled from Anduin's eyes as he forced a smile, relieved to see his beloved companion.
"I think…everything's broken…" he wheezed, struggling to move, "there's…a signal flare in my bag…call for help…"
"Lord Wrathion!"
Wrathion jerked his head up to see Left and Right, his most trusted bodyguards, running towards him, fear painted on their faces. Just as it was for him, they had grown to like Anduin as well.
"Help me get him free!" he shouted, managing to find the flare gun and releasing a signal flare into the air.

--Lion's Landing, Krasarang Wilds—

"Garrosh attacked my son?!?"
King Varian's bellowing exclamation rang throughout the building as he made his way toward the room Anduin was being kept, his voice nearly breaking with the sobs he was forcing back. He wouldn't have put it past him, but he still had trouble believing that Garrosh would have the gall to try and kill his only child. Lady Jaina Proudmoore, the Archmage of the Kirin Tor, shoved past him, reaching Anduin first and kneeling beside the bed he was laid out on.
"…He's alive, but his bones are shattered," she exclaimed, her voice trembling. She reached down to brush a strand of hair out of Anduin's face, only to pull her hand back sharply in alarm as a small black whelp burst from under the covers, jaws snapping.
Wrathion had heard much about Jaina Proudmoore, and what he had heard recently made him develop a great sense of distrust toward her. He perched himself on Anduin's chest like a cat, growling at her, preparing to lash out at her if she tried to get near him again. Jaina recovered herself after a few minutes and turned toward Varian.
"My King, I promise you," she announced, her voice hardening with malice, "The Kirin Tor will come down on Garrosh so hard his ancestors will reel. Blood will pay with blood!"
Before Varian could even say anything, Jaina had teleported out of the room. Sighing, the king approached the bed and readjusted the blankets covering Anduin, who appeared to be asleep, a frown on his face. Tears fell from Varian's eyes as he kissed his son on the forehead.
"Why didn't I send you back to Stormwind?" he whimpered, his heart breaking to see Anduin in this state, "What were you thinking?"
Varian glanced at the black whelp and sighed. He would have to wait until Anduin woke up to question who the small dragon was. Right now he needed to summon Velen to help heal Anduin's injuries. Giving Anduin one final glance, Varian left the room, closing the door behind him. After the footsteps died away Wrathion got off of Anduin, returning to his humanoid form. Anduin opened his eyes and looked up at his friend.
"You scared me back there, you know," he said in a hoarse whisper, "I thought you were going to turn into Deathwing any moment."
"You need to sleep, Anduin," Wrathion murmured, sitting on the edge of the bed, glancing down at the broken prince.
Anduin let out a chuckle, coughing slightly as he struggled to move his arm without wincing in pain. "What made you attack Garrosh like that? You could have risked bringing the Sha of Anger up there."
Wrathion was silent for a moment before speaking. "I will not lie to you, Anduin. I…I love you. Ever since we first met I felt my heart skip a beat a few times…seeing you lying there in pain with that…oaf gloating over what he had done…it made something inside me snap. I was scared I lost you forever. I don't want to feel like that ever again."
Anduin was touched by Wrathion's words. With great difficulty, he managed to move his hand and place it over Wrathion's, rubbing it affectionately with his thumb. "I love you too, Wrath. Just don't do something like that again, you promise?"
Wrathion could feel his heart swelling with emotion. Without thinking, he leaned over and kissed Anduin, blushing a bit when he returned the kiss.
"Wrathion?" Anduin said after he pulled back from the kiss.
"Hm?"
"Could you…stay with me? Please?"
Wrathion smiled and nodded, managing to find a spot on the bed where he wouldn't squish Anduin and pulled him close to his chest, being careful not to hurt him. The two princes laid there holding onto each other until sleep over came them, the only sound being heard was the gentle breathing from them.
Little short story I did for Tumblr. If you're not a fan of Wrathion/Anduin, it might not be your cup of tea.

World of Warcraft (c) Blizzard
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DragonShard123 Mar 10, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I now support this pairing :D
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DragonShard123 Mar 10, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I always thought they were adorable but together, its even better
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LordofNightsShadows Jan 14, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
:aww: so cute
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LordofNightsShadows Jan 14, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
:iconsavageplz: your welcome ^ 0 ^
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'Twas only a matter of time before I stumbled upon something like this. Emperor have mercy over the fact I'm enjoying it...
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zafara1222 Jan 14, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
D'aww! The ooey-gooeyness :happybounce:
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So I did good?
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