The Journey (Crossover with Lok, GD, & WOW, ?????)

[Snowfrost]

The story starts and diverges from 'The Harvest...', first crossover is WOW, and slowly will integrate Gold Digger (In which, anyone who's live in Atlanta, Georgia...Please PM for famous places, and your home may be included in said fic ) and Legacy of Kain, in which starts after Gold Digger is safely integrated.

As for any inconsistencies to the Elder Scrolls, Gold Digger, Legacy of Kain, and WOW: I say this, it's FANFICTION!!!

Enjoy the story....BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

[Lan]

((wootz))

[Snowfrost]

(Giving you guys a taste of the ending speeches of W3:RoC and TFT )

End of Warcraft 3: Reign of Chaos:

The roots will heal in time, as will the entire world. The sacrifices have been made. Just as the orcs, humans, and night elves stood united against a common foe, so did nature herself rise up to banish the shadow. As for me, I came back to ensure that there would be a future, to teach the world that it not longer needed guardians. The hope for future generations has always resided in mortal hands. And now that my task is done, I shall take my place amongst the legends of the past. -Medivh

End of Warcraft 3: The Frozen Throne:

Arthas is seen ascending the spire of Icecrown Glacier. His thoughts are flooded with lines from comrades long past.
Uther: ...to turn to bloodlust, we will become as vile as the orcs.
Uther: You are not my king yet, boy! Nor would I obey that command even if you were!"
Muradin Bronzebeard: Forget this business! Lead your men home!
Arthas: d**n it, Uther! As your future king, I order you to...
Uther: Have you lost your mind, Arthas?!
Arthas: ...I must consider this an act of treason.
Muradin Bronzebeard: You lied to your men, and betrayed the mercenaries who fought for you! What's happening to you, Arthas?
Medivh: Your young prince will find only death in the cold north...
Arthas reaches the Frozen Throne.
Ner'zhul: Return the blade. Complete the circle. Release me from this prison.
Arthas cries out and strikes the block of ice. It shatters, and Ner'zhul's helm falls to the ground. Arthas dons it, and his eyes move about rapidly under their lids. His eyes open, and glow with radiant blue light.
Arthas/Ner'zhul: Now, we are one.
Arthas is last seen seated atop the Frozen Throne.

(And now the intros to WOW and WOW:TBC, and the trailer speech to WOW:WOTLK)

Intro to WOW:

Four years have passed since the mortal races banded together and stood united against the might of the Burning Legion. Though Azeroth was saved, the tenuous pact between the Alliance and the Horde has all but evaporated. The drums of war thunder once again. -Unknown Narrator

Intro to WOW: The Burning Crusade:

Imprisoned for ten thousand years...
Banished from my own homeland...
And now you dare enter my realm?
You are not prepared...
Cinematic showing a draenei paladin, Blood Elf priestess, orc warrior, troll priest, human mage, tauren druid, and Forsaken warlock in action. The camera soon comes back to Illidan, holding the Skull of Gul'dan, dropping it, and taking flight.
You are not prepared! - Illidan 'The Betrayer' Stormrage, wayward brother of Malfurion Stormrage

Trailer Speech to WOW: Wrath of the Lich King:

It's begun.
Young heroes, I was once like you. You have come to this place, seeking to bring judgement upon the damned. You will venture deep into forgotten lands. You will see wonders beyond imagining. But, be warned. The land itself will rise up against you. Long forgotten terrors will smother your courage. Sacrifice everything as the final darkness falls...in the end, all that awaits you is death. Only then will you understand, you've been following in my footsteps all along. So come then, you heroes! Come in all your power and glory, for in the final hour all must serve the one true king. - Arthas Menethil/Nerzhul aka 'The Lich King'

(Then the story )

[Snowfrost]

((Just so you people understand, Trolls have a Jamaican accent, Tauren speak old fashioned, Forsaken(Undead) speak with a sort of neutral pissed tone, Orcs speak normally, such as the Blood Elves. Dwarves talk with a irish accent, gnomes with a high pitch, Night Elves normally, Draenei speak with a european accent, and humans speak normally))


The sun was starting to set upon Durotar, animals seeked shelter from the harsh cold nights in Durotar, and a figure sat upon a timber wolf that had armor for battle. The wolf walked at a leisurely pace as they headed for Sen'Jin, the Troll village near the Echo Isles and Valley of Trials. The figure sighed as the sun's last rays shone on her face, Ju'laylu smiled. "We be goin back home, isn't dat right Akataba?" she asked the wolf, who wagged his tail happily as they continued on their way.

Ju'laylu sighed, it had been a hectic day in the Barrens, that with of constant raids directed at Crossroads from the crazy Alliance members. She had even seen the most profitable guild, 'The Xroads Protection Agency' ((I Kid you not, there is a guild named that in mine and Locustdraco's server Stormrage, seeing as there is a 1 Horde member to 4 Alliance members in it, Ask Locust for confirmation if you don't believe me)) take more 'clients' through the Barrens, using the fear of Raids to swindle of them of their gold.

Still the guild had its uses in the protection of the Crossroads, seeing as it was its business. But all in all a hectic day, she hoped that they would soon reassign her to another part of the Horde's territories, it was getting dull in the Barrens with that of constant desert, occasional tree, and raids, there wasn't much to do there. "Hope reason enters Thrall, I be going crazy wit the constant raids, dose Alliance be fanatical" she said as Akataba bobbed his head, as if saying 'you got that right'.

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Elsewhere, in the 'Valley of Trials'

The unfamous Valley of Trials, the place where wanna-be Trolls, and Orcs went to start their journey to be soldiers in The Horde, or adventurers who wandered Azeroth and the recently opened Outland. It was mainly desert, hills, and cacti, along with Boars, and Scorpids (Dog-sized scorpions) roamed the hield filled desert.

At the end of the Valley, a cave carved out of the massive cliff-side that surrounded the Valley of Trials, a cave known as the Den. This is where recruiters and trainers live and work, and where the new recruits report back as they complete tasks in the area.

This is where the shaman trainer and recruiter, Canaga Earthcaller, started to hear something coming from the Earthmother. "ARGH!" he yelled as he doubled from the deafening screeching sound coming from the spirits of Nature, he tried blocking his elf-like ears from the sound, but he wasn't the only shaman to hear the screeching sounds, Shikrik, the orc shaman trainer also doubled over and vainly blocked her ears.

Instantly the other trainers, recruiters, guards, and recruits came to their side. Kenjai, the troll priest trainer/recruiter was instantly at their side, he then started to try to help his companions, then they saw it...

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Ju'laylu smiled, she had finally reached Sen'Jin, her home, and the place where she was born. Master Gadrin smiled lazily at Ju'laylu as she dismounted from Akataba, "Wat be happenin, Laylu?" asked Gadrin while waving at her. "Same old, same old" she answered just as an Orc and Troll rogues entered Sen'Jin running, heading for Gadrin. Bewildered, he looked at the now panting duo, "Wat be happenin, in de Valley?" he asked as the Troll/Orc duo gasped for air, "De Valley be in danger" the Troll gasped as he plomped down, tired from his run.

"From wat is the Valley be in danger?" asked Gadrin, as the Orc stopped gasping for air, and looked at the Leader of the village, "The Den is under possible attack from two humanoid creatures who are fighting to the dead, and a human Hunter" said the Orc, "Wut of de guard?". "Knocked unconscious by the sane creature before starting to fight the other on, the pink skin is just looking in confusion and rage at the creatures...Kaltunk calls for reinforcements, seeing as both of the humanoids are extremely dangerous due to being witness to their still-going battle" said the Orc as Ju'laylu uttered the incantation for the spell of 'Renew'.

Energy refilled the Orc and Troll as they straightened and looked at attention at Master Gadrin, who then looked at Ju'laylu. "Ju'laylu you will go wit dese fresh recruits, we can't spare any troops...Zalazane has gotten bolder and stronger...We will deal wit him later, first go wit dem and be it dat the Valley be safe, be off wit ya" he said as Master Vornal walked over to him, Ju'laylu looked at Akataba and decided to leave him here, after all, a walk from the Barrens to Sen'Jin was more than 25 miles, he had earned his rest, she sighed and shifted her staff as both the Troll and Orc prepared themselves for the Valley.

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Kaltunk had his eyes wide opened, just like everyone else at the Den, sure the guards were in a defensive position at the cave entrance, but they too had their eyes wide. Trainers, recruiters, recruits, and guards were inside the cave, seeing as the still-going battle between the two furred humanoids was still raging, the pink skin Human was in the sidelines, his face etched in a confused rage.

The sane furred humanoid dodged a swipe and sidestepped to the right as the bloodlust filled furred humanoid kept attacking, Kaltunk then heard the sane one yell at the crazy one and then attack with a pair of daggers, probably made from Ivory and Dark Iron, he assumed.

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IT was happy, for the first time he was out of his stupid caring 'host' and out in the real world. But now the 'host' had to fight him, after he killed all those villagers, he shivered in delight at the new prospects, this world gave him, fresh, new species to massacre and eat!

He was truly happy, but for now he had to deal with his stupid ex-'host', although there was something that IT knew that his 'host' didn't know. Everything that his 'host' killed, IT absorbed a tiny miniscule fraction of the enemy like his 'host', hence why he had know a intelliegence, but far different from his dear 'host'. IT's intelligence was based on the perfection of killing techniques, torture, and basic comprehension of physics and logic, in other words IT was evolving with every kill his 'host' did.

IT smirked, he wouldn't back down this time, it was all or nothing to be free!!!!!

[Snowfrost]

((And to a remarkable crazy decision, I have decided to include characters from Oblivia, IF they pm before time runs out. Also i have decided to include another game/cartoon/anime/book series i have decided, i won't spoil the suprise people, but it will be amazing when it happens. I also wont spoilt if its a cartoon, book, game, or anime, so dont try and guess. Peace my peeps!))

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Lothar looked at the raging battle between two copies, clones, whatever of his village's, and only daughter's murderer. Clenching his fist in murderous rage he had since arriving in the strange desert place, how he had arrived with those two, he didn't know, but he distinctly remembering someone shout an incantation of unknown language. He checked his axe and bow, for he didn't care, if one was good and the other pure evil...Both were going down...

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Kanjai looked at both Canaga, and Shikrik, they were currently unconscious, he had to put them in that state because of the unbearable pain they were going through even after the two humanoid and human arrived through the means of a swirling dark green portal. The portal itself was scary as it was, it didn't 'form', it 'ripped' the space in the air while a good 10 feet in the air, he could make an assumption that such a rip must have killed or hurt various wind spirits from the pain the local shamans recieved. He sighed, looking at the deadly battle being fought between possibly two copies vying for individuality...He then looked at Canaga, and Shikrik, hoping the only two that got out safely before the insane one started to attack recruits, got the message to Sen'Jin Village...

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Ju'laylu widened her eyes as well as Razu (Troll), and Mogh'ar (Orc). "Wat de Hell?" she asked seeing two 'clones' fighting; to what appeared to be, to the death, "Dis be de problem?" she asked as Razu and Mogh'ar sweatdropped from her non-chalant question. "Yeah mon, dis BE de problem" said Razu, as Mogh'ar nodded, "Don't underestimate the one that looks sane, he's fighting on par with crazed one" he said as Ju'laylu started looking at the 'clones' and then at the human. "Wat of de human?" she asked, Mogh'ar answered, "He looks to be a hunter, something a human has never dignified itself to be, usually only; to my knowledge of course, that Dwarves, Night elves, and Draenei are the only races in the Alliance that bother to learn how to benefit from Nature's beasts".

Ju'laylu nodded and grabbed her Two-handed Mace, the 'Hammer of the Titans', she then hefted it over her shoulder and started walking towards the raging battle, as both Razu and Mogh'ar looked on with bewildered looks.

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Meanwhile in the Barrens...

"Uggh" moaned a certain Quillboar; said Quillboar wore a greenish mail chest plate, dark brown mail leggings, green mail gauntlets, and brown mail boots. Besides the Quillboar lay a mace, to which his right hand lay whilst his left hand was grasping a staff.

"Where am I?" he asked himself as he stood up, taking in the observations of the desolate plains. Quol blinked, huge lizard-like beasts roamed the planes, along with hyenas, giraffes, zebra-like animals with a horn on their heads akin to the famed Unicorn from Cyrodiil, and an occasional red raptor chasing a zebra-like animal. The huge lizard animals had distinctive double row of kite-shaped plates rising vertically along its arched back and the two pairs of long spikes extending horizontally near the end of its tail.

Seeing as the lizard-like beast were eyeing him as they grazed, he kept his cool until one of the beasts turned to him and some sort of lighting started to charge from the tip of the tail to the Horn on its nose. He barely dodged the lighting shot before he decided to high-tail it away from the creatures.

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Quol stopped running after passing from a distance a camp, he then breathed big gulps of air due to the long run. After a while, he started breathing regularly and then looked at where he was at. The same terrain owned the land, even the same type of animals, but with apparently different coloring. Quol kept his mace and staff at hand, and started walking to the camp, 'Maybe someone could tell me where I am' he thought as the sun slowly descended and by Twilight, Quol had reached the camp.

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Both Mathelar and IT landed on the ground, facing each other. Mathelar gripped Ackblay and Itewhay firmly, "You will not escape your punishment!!" yelled Mathelar as It snorted. "You stupid one!" yelled It shocking Mathelar, "I evolving, stupid host!!" yelled It again.

Mathelar shooked his shock off, and stared at IT, "What do you mean?" he asked. IT laughed, a chilling laugh, "Every person you kill, I take small part of their power, as do you!!" It said, "Me outside for first time, YOU WILL NOT TAKE AWAY!!!!!!!" yelled IT as he lunged for Mathelar.

Mathelar dodged and jumped into the air, It following, it was there and then he saw a spiked mace heading straight for him. Seeing now way out, the mace hit Mathelar in the side, the spikes biting their way in his skin. Using the momentum of the swing he; albeit painfully, forcefully grabbed the spiked mace and kicked it towards IT.

IT couldn't dodge the mace and got smashed on the head, he went down to the ground, yelping and writhing in pain due the spikes, which bit into his face and gouged his eyes. Mathelar landed ungracefully and landed rolling on the floor, getting up using the momentum of the roll.