He always knew.
(Ravenholdt Manor - Before Pandaria)
Wrathion was reading some papers on the table, the champion who arrived a couple weeks ago showed an incredible skill, so the Black Prince was counting with his comeback, therefore preparations were needed but he wasn’t alone that night.
-Fahrad you are particularly quiet today, what has your mind so occupied?-
The rogue woke up from his trip down memory lane when he heard the words from his prince, he looked at him, the voices wouldn’t shut up.
“Look at him, thinking he is someone. You have him in the palm of your hands. Destroy him. Torture him. He thinks he is a prince. The pathetic whelp thinks he is important. Prove him wrong. Corrupt him. Tear his body and mind apart.”
Stop.
-I am sorry my prince, just wild thoughts.-
He got up and went to window, wind was strong that night, and the Manor was quiet, silent as a dead body.
Idiot Fahrad he already had feelings for the “Black Prince”. He looked at him like a son, he was his son, he knew it.
And that’s why he had to do that, Wrathion was meant for so much more, he was uncorrupted, his mere existing could turn the world upside down.
And Fahrad was an obstacle, the voices were and obstacle, they were going to control him at some point, and then...Wrathion wasn’t prepared enough and he was already a trained rogue dragon...the Black dragon tried to put that image aside.
-Wrathion you already know, who I am, right?-
The Black Prince was genuinely shocked hearing his name, the rogue would always refer to him as prince or some other fancy name, but, he still answered without lifting the head.
-Of course, you are Fahrad, a very well trained rogue who trains other rogues and...- But the other voice interrupted him, now the rogue was in front of the table.
-No, Wrathion, I mean, who I really am.-
Then the prince showed his very particular grin.
-Yes, you are Fahradion, a powerful black dragon who was in command of some of Deathwing must powerful forces, until you focused yourself on destroying human colonies from the inside, yes I know, why the question?-
Fahrad narrowed his eyes.
-As you said, I’m a powerful black dragon, but above all, I’m corrupted...and they...won’t shut up...about...killing you!!!-
The eyes of the rogue turned orange and with a powerful glow on them, smoke also came out from his nose but Wrathion didn’t blink.
-I already now that, but not to worry, they managed to erase the corruption in me, of course we can take it away from you, we only need time.-
Fahrad just lowered his head, now back to normal and he sighed.
-No, Wrathion you can’t take it away, you have to kill me to ensure your safety.-
The rogue almost managed to finished before seeing the red eyes of the prince in front of him, glowing even more than his.
-You don’t dare tell me what I can and cannot do, WE are going to take the corruption away and that’s IT.- The dragon finished his words slamming the table, kill him? No, never, there has to be a way, there was a way for him so he was going to find a way for Fahrad, that was for sure, yes, Alexstrasza had the information, a little bribe and that’s it...
-You know...it’s impossible, you know it deep inside you, make the promise Wrathion, make the promise that you will kill me when the Champion you chose finishes the tasks.- The rogue wasn’t very happy with what he said, but it was the truth, the only truth.
-...How...can I kill you?...- How could he do that?...Everyone knew that Fahrad wasn’t only another rogue to him, he was a mentor...a father-like figure...something he’d never have again.
Was that...sobbing? Was Wrathion...crying?...
It was for only a moment before he’d go back to his normal self but he definitely cried.
-You’re asking the impossible Fahrad, I can’t kill you, but overall I DON’T WANT to.- That was the final decision, you could heir it in his tone, Fahrad couldn’t help but to make a really melancholic smile, but he wasn’t going to keep insisting.
-You’ll know what to do...-
That sounded like a whisper, but it wasn’t really a whisper, more like the rogue said to the princes own mind.
-Let’s go my prince, you have to rest, there’s training tomorrow.-
And so the two dragons went to sleep, almost forgetting about the whole conversation, like it never happened, but it did...and it was going to affect the future.
(Ok so we all know that the only perfect ones Wrathion fickers are katieskarlette and Yulon BUT I still wanted to post this...and it helps me with my English writing so yeah, that. Headcanon about one of many Fahrad and Wrathion fights about “you have to kill me, no I can’t” I just love headcanons so so much, I’ll post more original content later I P R O M I S E)
