I'm actually starting this story due to me developing a writers block on another story, Artifacts of Zero. I've had a lot of story ideas flying around in my head, so I'm going to try and get some of them out and onto paper, before returning to Artifacts of Zero.

I hope you all enjoy!

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Deep underground, hidden away from the whole of Azeroth, was a vault. The Vault of the Wardens. Not really a vault, to be exact. A better word would be a tomb. A prison. A place to lock away the darkest creatures and foulest villains in the world. But there was another group, imprisoned in the vault's depths. Those who were willing to sacrifice everything for their home. Those who had lost everything. Those who had everything to lose.

The Illidari, and their master, Illidan Stormrage, were among the Warden's most prized prisoners. The Illidari, tasked by Illidan to find a powerful artifact, the Sargerite Keystone, were successful in their mission, but still too late to aid in their master's defense. They two, suffered the same fate as their master, to be locked away until the end of time.

But even with the Lord of Outland imprisoned, many mysteries remained. One of the most puzzling was the small number of human's within the Illidari force. Their transformations completed, exactly like their night and blood elven allies. How they had arrived on Outland, and where they had come from was one of the greatest secrets kept by the deceiver. One that he hid from his enemies, both the forces of Azeroth, and the Burning Legion itself.

In the Great Dark Beyond, he had found an ally. One that put its strength in science, not magic. A world that had only just fought off an invasion force of their own. But unlike many, this world did not believe the Legion was so easily beaten back. Exposed to new technologies, and the existence of magic, their poking at forces they knew nothing of drew his attention.

In the end, a deal was struck. One side helps the other. Earth's science, for Azeroth's magic. Both benefited greatly from this deal. The medicine of Earth, alongside healing magic, increased the survival chances of his demon hunters greatly, even if some weren't nearly as strong. Many blood elves taught the humans of Earth about magic. The arcana, the fel, and the light.

But Earth didn't just simply make do with these teachings. They improved them. While there were many failures, a few managed to succeed. Most notably, the Purifier Program. Mixing together holy light with arcana fire, Purifier's were Earth's most dangerous magical creation, despite many members having little, if any, experience in combat.

The portal to Earth had been closed off during the assault on the Black Temple, by Illidan himself. If he was to fall, or his Illidari to fail, Earth was the best, and only, remaining chance of taking the fight to the Burning Legion.

Deep inside the vault, one of these prisons flickered to life. This would happen from time to time. An Illidari would partially awaken, only to be forced back into slumber by the wards. This time, things were different. Outside forces were at work, forcing one of the Illidari to awaken.

Within the crystalline prison, one of the Illidari awake, immobile body struggling against her bonds. Where was she? Why couldn't she move? Images flashed through her mind. The attack on Mardum. The Sargerite Keystone. The return to the Dark Temple. The fall of the master, Illidan Stormrage. With the flash of each memory, the green flames flickered and grew. Her tattoo's, the bindings helping her keep the demon bound to her in check, began to let off heat, a pale glow becoming visible, even the through the crystal.

'Damn the Wardens!' she raged, body and power struggling to break free. It was useless. There was no way she could escape on her own.

"My servant that exists in this vast universe," the Illidari's ears flickered. She could hear something from inside this prison? No, this was something else. She wasn't hearing this with her ears. She was hearing this with her mind.

"My divine, beautiful, wise, powerful servant," the voice went on. She would have grinned if she was able to. It seemed fate didn't want her in the Warden's net. Muted shouting reached her ears through the crystal. The Warden's had finally noticed that something was happening. Someone was escaping.

"I wish from the very bottom of my heart! Answer to my guidance and appear!" the final part of the chant unleashed a flash of light, leaving no trace of the prison that had held the demon hunter in stasis for so many years.

BOOM! A massive explosion rocked the courtyard, throwing dust into the air of what would have been another, normal, Springtime Summoning Ritual. It would have remained that way, if Kirchie had let Louise cast her spell alone. Louise Francoise Lu Blanc de La Valliere, was a girl that had no magical abilities, earning her the name Louise the Zero among her peers. Each spell she cast, ended in an explosion. Including the ritual used to summon her familiar.

Louise bite back a sob. Deep down, she knew that this would happen. Her magic was always a failure. Why did she expect this to be any different? She would be expelled for sure. There was nothing she could do to stop the inevitable. Even the taunting and jeering from her peers fell on deaf ears.

Kirchie frowned a Louise's failure. The two girls were rivals, but she could never bring herself to hate Louise. Despite her teasing of the girl. Louise at times almost seemed unbreakable, even if she couldn't use magic. Now, it didn't seem to be the case. The summoning failed. The cloud of smoke didn't seem to want to vanish on it's own, holding itself together.

It was then that Kirchie felt a flash of panic go through her mind as her own familiar, Flame, stepped back, hissing. She wasn't the only one. Many of the other familiars were on edge, with even the large dragon, Sylphid, the recently summoned familiar of her best friend, Tabitha, becoming unnerved. Had Louise succeeded after all? If so, what did she summon to get this type of reaction out of the other familiars?

Tabitha almost frowned as her familiar took a step back. Whatever Louise had summoned, the dragon didn't like it. Even through the mental link, Sylphid refused to tell her exactly what was wrong. A simple wind spell was enough to knock away the looming cloud. The gust gentle pushed aside the wall of ash and dust, revealing what lay at the center. The parting clouds revealed a massive green crystal, tendrils of green energy leaking off it slowly. The crystal itself looked almost like it was sick. Poisoned by something. Was this really Louise's familiar? Tabitha's normally stoic face twitched in surprise. That wasn't an ordinary crystal. As rays of sunlight reached the object, its surface became translucent. The crystal wasn't Louise's familiar. Her familiar was inside the crystal.

Colbert's brow furrowed. He had never seen anything like this. This was certainly no normal familiar. Then again, Louise was no normal student. The prideful girl may not have excelled at spellcasting, like most of her peers, but she had a better grasp of magical theory than they did. Despite her failings in magic, she also never stopped trying, even now. It seems that some of that hard work payed off. But the question of what Louise had summoned remained unanswered. There was something within the crystal. The figure was vaguely human shaped, though the exact details were muddled by the crystal.

Stranger still was the figure seemed to be covered in dark green bands. The bands run up it's arms, and covered a large part of it's chest. Some seemed to be cut off around where the breasts would be, making it likely that the figure was female. To house something like this likely meant that crystal was not natural. Made, prephase? And how was it able to keep something alive? More importantly, why? Why would someone place a living being in something like this? Could it be some type of prison? Had Louise summoned a criminal? He hoped not.

Louise started at the crystal in shock. Inside the green structure lay her familiar, nothing more than a human shaped blob. This was really what she got? It could be worse. The spell could have failed, leading to her being expelled from the school. Louise turned around, looking at her teacher, who gave a reluctant nod of approval.

"My name is Louise Francoise Lu Blanc de La Valliere. Pentagon of the five elemental powers, grant your blessings upon this creature and bind it as my familiar," she chanted, stepping towards the crystal, before gently placing her lips on the green surface. Light flashed within the crystal. Taking a step back, Louise looked on as the crystal shattered.

The first thing that the Illidari saw was magic. Pure, raw magic. It was in every person! It was nearly blinding, even through the crystal! Fire. Wind. Water. Earth. Each of the elements had deeply rooted themselves into their life energy. And their life energy! It was so bright! Teenagers, maybe a few young adults would be the only explanation for such energy. Spending so much time fighting the Legion on Outland had left her magical eyes starving for the vibrant energy of younger creatures. But who had pulled her through the Twisting Nether to this realm?

Her burnt out eyes finally saw who. Her aura was the opposite of bright. The child's emotions ran wild, and most of those emotions were not positive. Anger, despair, and self loathing clung to her like a cloud. Then her magic. It was darkness and shadow. Nothing. Void. And that scared her. This child was the equivalent to a magical disaster waiting to happen. It wasn't just her magic. The power she held was blinding, nearly blocking out the Illidari's vision. An impossibility! She had been the the homeworld of Nathrezim! She had helped bring down Pit Lords! This girl had strength that even surpassed those. Was this natural for her, or was something else at work?

The girl stepped forward, placing her limps on prison as the magic inside flared up. A small portion of magic flowed into the crystal, and then into the Illidari. Then came the pain. To the Illidari, this was nothing. The aftereffects of drinking the blood of a demon, and eating a demon's heart, were far worse. Even brands that kept the demon inside in check were more painful. She would have grinned if she could. This prison relied on the demon's blood inside her very body to hold itself together. It relied on prisoner's power. But could it handle this new power?

To answer the question simply, it couldn't. The crystal could only be powered by the fel magic of it's prisoner. The newfound magic was something beyond it's capacity. The crystal fractured as the new runes etched themselves into the Illidari's hand. It shattered, the female finally dropping out of her prison, gasping for breath. The prison may have sustained her body, but it felt so good to breath again. The flames in her eye sockets flickered weakly, as the cyrstal's shards began to evaporate into fel gas. The dark gas slowly began to swirl around the Illidari, the demon's blood feeding off the tainted gas. The demon hunter finally arose, power slowly returning to her.

Colbert's eyes narrowed. There was something wrong about this women. The first being the bandage wrapped around her eyes. Even through the dark cloth, the female's green eyes were almost like fire. No, they were fire. How was something like that even possible? Now that he looked, her eyes weren't the only thing infused with flame. An inferno seemed to be trapped within her body, flowing through it like blood. Added to fact the flames felt wrong. Almost like they were sick. The second was the pair of weapons that she had finally placed on her back. It was unlike anything he had seen before. Two massive blades came out of the weapon's center, with a shield covering the joint hilt.

Still, it didn't seem hostile. Seem being the best word for the time. The Headmaster would have to be informed about this. Along with Colbert spending as much time trying to find out exactly what the runes covering her body were.

Louise looked up at her familiar. Nothing was normal about her. The top part of her body was hardly covered, with black leather covering her chest. What covered the lower half is what Louise herself would consider some type of dress. It was more fur than leather, with strange glyphs running down the front. Parts of her skin that were showing were darkened, almost like they had burnt. It didn't help that Louise's familiar eyes seemed to follow her everywhere. Despite her clearly having none.

"Who are you?" Louise asked, trying to regain her composure. This shouldn't be bother her. She just summoned a powerful familiar. If Tabitha could control a dragon, then she certainly control this. Her familiar opened it's mouth, then suddenly clapped it shut, frowning.

"Do that again," the Illidari frowned. The reaction was, well, interesting. The girl's magical field had shifted when she gave the order. It could have been nothing more than a wild imagination, but it was best to be safe.

"Do what again?" Louise asked, annoyed. What was going on here? Had something happened?

"Try giving me another order again," the Illidari chuckled, watching the girl's aura shift in confusion. Probably not the best thing to do, but it didn't make it any less satisfying. Plus, the girl didn't look all that trained. That could be a good thing, or a really, really bad thing. The Illidari remembered how long it took to keep the demon inside her restrained. Even to get it partially chained down took years.

"Why?" Louise was becoming more angry. Why was this happening to her. The answer she got was not one she had expected.

"I was observing your magic when you tried to give me orders," the Illidari had to grin as the girl's aura seemed to jump in shock, and everyone around them stopped talking. The silence was deafening, even by her standards.

"You can see magic?" a faint voice asked from her left. Oh. Right. Spending ten years as a Demon Hunter, with mostly fellow Demon Hunters for company, made her forget that most people didn't see the world like she did. Heck, by this point, she had forgotten what her old eyesight was like.

"Correct, earth mage," the Illidari didn't even turn around, wearing a slight smirk on her face. The gulp was nearly audible, and everyone else stayed quite.

"And, to answer your first question. I am Valerie Felstorm, one of Lord Illidan Stormrage's elite Demon Hunters," she paused for dramatic effect. "You have managed to free me from the Warden's net."

"And why exactly would be in these 'Warden's' net in the first place," Colbert stepped forward, interrupting the conversation.

"The Warden's will do whatever it takes to protect their world, and we will do whatever it takes to protect ours. I think we would make for great allies, if it wasn't for the grudge both our leaders share against the other," Valerie bit back a sigh. Granted, the being locked away in a prison for ten thousand years would cause her to have a grudge as well. Colbert himself frowned. That was not as reassuring as the would have liked. Plus, she was being vague. To vague. He'd have to approach her about it later.

"If possible, may I please see your familiar rune?" Colbert asked. The familiar rune? Right, it must be the new mark on her left hand. It certainly had some degree of magical properties.

"I believe this is what you are talking about," Valerie showed the teacher the back of her left hand. His aura shift to that of a bit of worry, and concern. Curious. To think something like this could be that important.

Still, there was work to be done. The Legion would find this world, in time. That was always a certainty. One Demon Hunter wasn't going to be enough, and this world certainly wasn't prepared. She would talk to people that were in power, if she could manage it. Even then, odds are, they wouldn't believe her. Even to her, it sounded crazy at times. Nor did she want to show the whole truth. The Legion could be repealed. But many would give up hope if they knew the true strength of the Burning Legion.

A strength that would be beaten. Illidan wasn't the only one with his own plans and secrets. Earth was ready for war. The Second Army would join the First, and the Legion would fall. But the Second Army wouldn't just be Earth. It would be all those who listened. Those willing to give their lives, to save everything.

I'm just posting this for fun, and to get this idea out of my head so I can work on other things. If, and the key word being if, I continue this story, it will be in the first person, from Valerie's point of view. Due to the exact nature of her imprisonment, I needed to do a third person perspective.

I hope you all enjoyed, and I'll be hopefully updating Artifacts of Zero soon.