Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Warcraft all of them belongs to their respective creators and owners from Kishimoto and the whole Blizzard company, this fic purely for entertainment only all rights reserved.

AN: Hello folks! I do apologies for the delay of the updates of my stories. But what can I say? Travels had been stripped down in my country in action against the spread of the corona virus and adding salt to the already existing pile of my problems were the forwarded dates of the finals of my school. I had to shift off my focuses to some of my schoolings and problems. So, yeah, to get it short, I had been kind of busy as of late with all of the Huss and busses of my ever so mundane life. But still nevertheless I am going to finally answer some of the questions that you have posted out in the reviews for the story of the 'Rise of the Alliance of Lordaeron'.

So, let's begin!

Q: Did Naruto got brainwashed by the powers of the light?

Answer: Well I wouldn't say that he got brainwashed, even though I could guess that the light would be really able to do that as what we have seen with the moves of Xera. It's just that he was revived and his brain died along with him on his death. Now normally this wouldn't just warrant an amnesia to anyone if a person's brain wasn't technically deprived of oxygen for short period of time, but he did drifted off through the seas for a few days, you know? So yeah, a little bit of science stuff and in shorts his brain had been damaged that's why.

Q: Is Naruto going to ever receive back his memories again? And if so when?

Answer: Well he wouldn't be the Naruto we knew of he wouldn't be able to regain back his memories, now would we? He will regain them back but no spoilers I won't tell you all when, hehe. ; )

Q: What about his armaments what manner of weapon/weapons would he actually wield?

Answer: Well originally, I was going for the ashbringer but the damned thing is just to bulky for the likes of Naruto. So, I'm going to just have to stick him around with the enchanted daggers and short swords first until the events of the cataclysm, I guess?

I'm still going through with my planned drafts for the 'Nation of Vulpera', so the whole story may just take awhile before I can update back again for more future chapters.

But with that I will now finally state that the voting period for the choices of pairings for our lovable blonde have now officially come to an end! The announcement and details of the votes of the pairings will be shown down below at the end of this chapter.

Please don't leave any scathing flames on your remarks and let's continue with the story!

"-Well, let's just say I hope I'll there, lad. Catching some of that lights coming off you..."

~~ Uther Lightbringer

Previously on the Rise of the Alliance of Lordaeron

Having enough waiting around the orc then rushed at them in a furious charge towards the boy before he raised his both hands along with his ax in a wide arc intent on finishing this in one fell sick swoop. But imagine to his surprise when the blonde then decidedly parried up his strike with his small blade and guided its arc of swing towards the ground before he spun and struck his blade at his side that it stuck. The orc then looked in onto his left side on to where the blade had now stuck in a terrible shock of pain, surprise, and anger, before he looked back towards the boy who stared back at him in defiance. He was shortly impressed by the youngling who managed to harm him before he backhanded him away with his left hand, the boy was skilled for his age that he could begrudgingly admit but still, nonetheless, he was still just a boy.

Feeble and small

Nathan was then sent flying towards the nearby wall when the orc had backhanded him with his palms before he then impacted on its hard surface and fell towards the down ground floor. His head had hit the wall so hard that small amounts of blood were leaking now visible atop on his head.

He couldn't get up, his head and vision felt all too blurry for him to stand up, so with bated labored breaths he only could watch the orc as he picked up his ax again and watch as he strode on towards him again. But before the orc could ever go near him, there was then a loud sound of a horn being blown sounded throughout the city, the orc then stopped and then looked into the entrance of the alley before sounds of horses galloping through the pavement was heard next. The orc seemed to understand the meaning of the horn for the beating of the drums was finally over and he then proceeded to run and made an escape, leaving the two pre-teens down into the ground of the alley.

The girl after seeing that the orc was no longer near then hurriedly went to the downed injured form of Nathan. As she then gently placed his head on her laps and proceeded to see his wound on his head to see if she could at least help, with his pains, as she pursed down her lips into a thin line and allowed her tears to flow down freely on her eyes.

"W-why did you help me?." she asked him as tears were now flowing down from her beautiful teal eyes. "father Cr-Credence wouldn't have to harmed if you didn't just come for me."

"D-don't say that, or you'll make our efforts worthless…" her male blonde counterpart then said in a very weak kind of voice barely hanging on to consciousness, as she then saw him struggling with his breath and coughed.

"Just answer me why..." the little lady then said as she then held on for dear life on the hems of his shirt, not caring for the tears that she was well aware of falling freely from the corners of her eyes. As she then frail fully questioned him again for his reasons, on what drove him again on saving her now in the first place.

"B-because I wanted to be your friend…" Nathan said in a feeble tone of voice that was in its regards all but filled with shocking honesty in his words, as he then mustered a small sincere smile towards her now shocked expressions. Before then finally, unconsciousness then claimed to his perceptions and laid a slow close to his eyes, as he then finally fell asleep and passed out, cradled within the arms of the now sullen Arturia.

Chapter 8

New Resolves

Sitting above a roof made of blue colored stone clay tiles, he gazed his sights up towards the heavens above, in a sense of expression that was all but longing for solace for his soul. The heart-warming lights of the stars on the moon-lit skies were all the things that were now bringing comforts to his aching troubled heart.

He didn't know it, on why was he feeling so wistful as he stared on the ever so distant lights, but he did have a hunch that maybe his past self was also already so used on staring up above the heavens whenever he was troubled.

It had already been four days since the day of the attack on the city of Stratholme had last happened. The day on when…. the first person who was there for him ever since he had woken up from his loss of memories have died by the consequences of his actions….

"Father Crede…."

He stopped staring up above the skies and looked down towards his own two hands. Tears were slowly dripping down again from what you can tell as already tired and puffed up red eyes. As he grieved for the loss of one of the first persons that he had learned to care for since he had woken up from his amnesia.

What's worse was that he didn't get the chance to attend his guardian and uncle like figure's funeral and all of those who have died as victims of that city massacre. Which was held on the previous day just barely prior on today before he had woken up again from his long sleep of unconscious injury.

"It's my fault… I'm weak... I, I couldn't protect him…"

The blonde boy fought back a sob that was threatening to leak down towards his tone of voice and gritted his teeth's in his mouth and muttered ever so spitefully to himself in utter anger and frustration. As he blamed entirely his self for the fate that he had indebtedly caused upon towards one of the people that he had now undoubtedly cared for.

Nathan never did curse himself ever more so than now his loss memory. He suspected his past self knew how to fight properly on amidst a battle if he could observe it upon his sometimes-natural kicking instincts that he knew that was whether he liked it or not, always unconsciously dictating his body to do the right moves in certain fight and flight risk conditions.

But he couldn't remember his pasts and whether he would ever do receive a bit of fragments of it inside his head, just like on certain situations on where his memories would be unknowingly triggered to come back him and be remembered. A blaring mind searing pain that he can hardly even handle to himself would outright just inevitably follow its recourse through its visions and it frustrated him to no ends!

He paid no attention to the beautiful panoramic night view of the town of Tyr's hand. As he focused on his own aching troubles.

If only he knew how to protect and fight more on what he could do now for the people that he had cared for. Maybe he might have prevented the fate of his uncle figure and not wallow on anymore at his current pathetic admission of his frustrations and guilts.

"You really shouldn't be hanging around at the rooftop, Naruto, it's dangerous."

The blonde boy was so caught up on his grievances that only when a voice spoke did, he noticed a voice calling out to him at the courtyard's grounds down below if the directions of the voice were something that he goes by to his inferences. But for one thing, he knew that voice or more specifically the man who was behind the said tone of voice.

And it was Uther.

He tried to bite back down his crying sniffles and own personal groans. As he knew he was not up entirely in the disposition in listening towards his now current guardian's admonishments. But still, nonetheless, he silently complied. He shuffled ever so quietly in his place and turned towards the downside of the rooftop. Before he then made his way towards to the lone leafy treetop that had somehow outgrown almost to the keep's roof level near him, to climb down to. As he made his surprisingly nimble descent if Uther was going to describe his almost so skillful dexterity that he was seeing with his own blue cobalt colored eyes.

The paladin was out of his usual huge plated Armor and wrist braces. He was wearing instead an almost slightly breached leathered coat over his fine fitted tunics and brown lofty leathered trousers and boots for his clothes. That Nathan can silently agree made him look respectable outside his usual armor.

When the blonde lad had finally then made his landings onto the ground, it was only then the chief paladin now clearly saw the poor child's more than so sorrowful expressions. The young lad was just about to ensue on entering back towards the inside halls of the chateau and return back to his quarters after heeding his custodian's words. When Uther then chose the moment to spoke.

"It wasn't your fault you know."

Naruto's steps then faltered, before he completely stopped. When the tenure kind of voice of Uther then echoed throughout the silent air of the entire courtyard.

It was firm as it carried out it's meanings with respect totally befitting to a man of his stature and nature, but he then realized it was also kind of different from the usual tone that he had been unconsciously accustomed to in hearing for himself. It was calm, kind of soft and was almost dared he say it, sympathetic? No, that can't be it. He must had clearly heard wrong. While he respected his custodian's gestures, he knew that he didn't liked to be pitied it was already bad enough that he was dishonoring his father Crede's efforts to save them both Arturia. He didn't want any some sort of pity rubbing in on his already lost self.

With shadows of his hair covering up his upper features of his face, he deigned himself to stop, before the blonde boy then turned himself to face towards the direction of his guardian.

And before Uther saw it.

The elder man knew that look all too well to ignore, it was the expression that he knew that he once had the displeasure to experience by himself once, during after he had lost the life his beloved and along with the all of the past soldiers that he had once worked with together during past wars of his life. And for one he realized that he needed to snap out the child from that phase, for he knew that troubled hearts tend to make individuals the worst possible choices and outcomes.

But before the elder man could spoke, it was the blonde child had found his words first.

"You don't know anything…" Nathan whispered out his sentence, wanting to not have any sort of this discussion, it was faint but it was still well enough to be heard by Uther. The paladin however, ignored his rebuffs. As he knew that he all but needed to help this lad before him to continue well prosperously with his life. Why was he doing this again you ask? Simple, because it was the right thing to do and he could well enough understand the poor child with his plight.

"Well, without you there to rescue my daughter, I could've had lost her, lad. You did what you thought was right in your heart and-"

Uther stated out calmly his comforts and it was true, the old paladin didn't even dare to thought about the possibility of losing his one and only precious daughter, until now. While even though they may have a strained relationship between each other for the past few years, he all knew within his core that he loved his daughter and He had learned all about the deeds of the lad from his daughter herself when they had finally opened out each other's emotions and talked to their hearts contents, after the tumultuous events that had happened back at the city.

The father and daughter had never had been so much closer together as much they have now and Uther understood that it was all admittedly thanks to the young blonde lad before him. It was a miracle that was not usually delivered by the light, that he could tell. He owed him his deep gratitude, for not only saving his daughter's life but for also giving him the almost lost chance, to finally mend his bonds together with his daughter.

But as just as he was about to continue on talking with the grieving young child. He was suddenly interrupted and muted off from his dialogues. When the blonde had finally decided to had enough with his words and shouted out his frustrations, in a matter of fierceness that Uther didn't completely expected.

"Shut up! You don't know everything okay! I was there, right there, in front of him and I screwed up! I couldn't help him! I thought- rahh! Just forget it! Forget it…"

Nathan shouted in a fury that he didn't know that he had within him, that was all but kind of sense an all but a representation of a storm. And just like a storm as quickly it came it soon then subsided, when he turned to hide away the vulnerable crying expressions of sadness that he knew that was now morphing all across his face. He walked and made his way down towards the nearby stone wall, before he flimsily punched its surface with a single clenched fist and gritted his teeth in his own self loathsomeness.

His condition touched something inside somewhere at the chest of the old paladin.

Uther understood the child's dilemma and the scene before the eyes of the elder paladin only filled him then with guilt and regret, emotions that he was currently feeling towards his own daughter. Before he shook his head of those feelings and thought;

'No, now is not the time for those things.'

He voiced out those thoughts inside his head, as he knew that he needed to help this child in front of him, and he knew that he needed to do it now. He couldn't fathom on what was it to be like to only wake up one day without even a shred memory of his own family, and to lose someone who had first came to you for to provide shelter, care, and comfort? Well, let's just say that he was finally getting worried about the rational sanity of the lad. Before he then grabbed the sides of the boy's shoulders and turned him towards his direction in front of him face to face and spoke.

"Now, look at me and listen, Nathan."

His voice was filled with insistence, and its firmness did its justice when the young lad had finally did listen to his words. The blonde child gazed up his own blue eyes towards the paladin's greatly concerned expressions. Before Uther then leaned and peered down towards the eyes of the child with his own cobalt blue's and continued.

"You've got the makings of greatness in you, but you've got take your own reigns and chart your owns roads. Stick to it no matter the shoads."

Now with a hopeful melancholic expression sporting all across his face. Uther spoke his words towards the young lad, emphasizing it by pointing a single finger towards his chest. Before the paladin then slowly stopped and gazed up towards the starry heavens of their above, as he continued.

"and when the time comes that you'll reach the mountain top and the end of your journey to show everyone what you're made of-"

The aged paladin trailed off before he then made a majestic gesture of spreading his arms in a wide grand fashion, as if he was waiting to be basked in something by the lights of stars up above and continued.

"... Well, let's just say I hope I'll there, lad. Catching some of that lights coming off you..."

He finished up his words in a small sincere smile and dare hoping grand fashion, before he then wistfully gazed down back again towards the young boy with him, who he now saw sniffling with tears at the corners of his eyes that had threatened to now fall at face at any given moment.

Until the said lad did something that completely surprised the old paladin from his wits and went on to lean down his temple towards Uther's semi-large abdominals and cried.

Tears of loss proceeded to flow down from Nathan's eyes. As he then finally heaved his pains away open from his stubborn heart. Uther didn't know what possessed him on the action that he did next, but still nonetheless without any second thought, he had suddenly found himself now embracing the boy with his two heavy burly arms across the child's back and form. Now words were spoken, their moment of silent embrace then only lasted for a quite long while. Warmth was all that Nathan could feel against the bitterness and coldness of the world around them. While at the same time it was also pleasantly awkward a strange awkward feeling that was heating him up from his heart, it was really strange and weird but still nonetheless welcomed.

'Was this what it felt like to have a… father?'

Thought Nathan as he questioned himself with his thoughts. But sadly, he knew that it was a question that was in cased in the total reach of sheer impossibility, as he was well aware of the fact that that he had lost his memories of his pasts by some unfortunate circumstances that may had happened to him before his saviors came to his rescue.

If only he could remember…

Before the paladin then decided to comfort him then enough next with his careful words.

"Now… there, there, lad. It's alright, it's alright." He said as he then proceeded to pat the blonde boys back and continued.

"What you did back then at that day, if I knew credence well enough then I'm sure he would have been proud at you now for you had done, Nathan."

Uther said as he continued his embrace on towards him, giving the child the much comfort that he knew that Nathan needed. They continued on with it for a quite short a while, until the said boy had then decided to finally had enough with the whole what he can tell heartfelt act and coughed awkwardly with his hand on his mouth, to garner the paladin's attention. Before the old paladin had now also then understood his intentions and decided to do the same said coughing gestures, as he then finally separated himself from the blonde child and spoke.

"Well then if you are good now, lad. Then you best be better be getting now some shut-eye it's already a-"

The paladin said as he stated out his notices towards Nathan, but however before he could even finish up his words. He was all but suddenly interrupted by the said blonde lad, who had now apparently found his own voice amidst his turmoil of emotions from within him and spoke.

"Hey, Uther. Can I ask you something?"

He had heard his request and well to say, Uther was suddenly and honestly obliged to listen to his request, while also mostly curious what was the little in front him had to suddenly say for him to ask around for his permission.

"Yes? Go on lad, what is it?"

"C-can you help me to become strong? I don't want to lose anyone anymore. I want to protect everyone I care for. So, please! I want to be a paladin just like you!"

Clenching down his fists to his sides that it almost now looked like a small tight ball. He asked, no, more likely begged towards Uther. And to say for one thing that if his unexpected statement had suddenly surprised the old paladin, well it wouldn't be far from the truth. For he was more than honestly shocked by the lad's sudden request, as evident by his now slightly ajar mouth and truly astonished expressions.

Before the elder paladin then finally sorted out his thoughts and chortled ever so mirthfully to himself, when he had then further thought about the request of the young blonde before him. Seeing the lad's confused face when he had heard the paladin stifling his own laughter's. Uther then finally decided to hurriedly explain himself towards his charge before he could ever misinterpret his sudden amusements.

'Well, this is certainly fortunate.'

"You know, I was just thinking on these past previous days on introducing you to the rest of our order. Since you have already more well-acquainted yourself with Gavinrad I thought that you might-"

"Wait!? so you mean? Yes!?"

The face of the blonde child could only then brighten in an unrestricted chockful of happiness and untold surprise, when he had heard Uther's words.

"Well, yes. Now that you had directly requested me of your request. How can I have the heart to turn you down?"

He said and when the words of Uther then finally registered on the young pre-teen's now boggled mind.

He a small set of tears then misted slightly in the corner of his eyes and grinned showing his bright set of pearly white teeth and quivered in enthusiasm.

As the old paladin could only watch on as he then cried again out of his eyes not tears of grief and sadness but tears of joy and pure happiness. Before the young blonde boy then suddenly clenched his fists and raised shot them then towards the skies and shouted.

"YEAH! I'm going to be a paladin!"

Nathan (Naruto) shouted around his now newfound glee. Much to the minor delight of the old paladin who watched the young boy finally getting out of his slumps.

The character of the young pre-teen before him was really an endearing sight to his now aged eyes. Not mentioning the boys already not so discreetly intense connection to the light itself, it seems that the now aging leader of the silver hand had finally now found himself his worthy successor to his ideals and teachings about the ways of the light and of his order.

"But I'm not going to be your first mentor though."

Uther said and with that, the early feelings of celebrations that Nathan had once possessed from awhile earlier then suddenly came down to a skidding halt.

"W-what?"

Nathan stuttered, as he voiced out his sudden confusions. Before Uther then continued with his words, not wanting to let the young man before him forming his own unnecessary assumptions.

"I'm old now, Nathan. I'm not the same paladin and young man as I used to be back on my years. I may be able to teach you with the further basics of combat weaponry now but I can tell that I'll probably not the best one to teach you in the departments, if ever you've wanted to become the best paladin there is, lad."

Uther said out his words as softly as he could deliver the harshness that rested within its contexts and there was not even a single shred of deceit laid under its intentions. He was no fool, and if ever he should want the young boy in front of him to reach out his outmost hidden capabilities laying along with his massive extreme potentials in the near future. He knew that the young lad must ought to be trained by the very best there is, even if he were to give up his claims of being his mentor first before others, for either way for him at was just a matter of silly petulant pride that is shouldn't be given any importance in the first place...

"Sure, you are old, but you're not that old, Uther…"

The blonde boy stated out his proclaims and protests, with the heavy emphasis on his first stating's of the particular 'old' word. Not really happy with sudden changes but before then he could ever continue with his protests, he was then suddenly snapped and spliced short out from his words, when he had then heard the surprising heavy set of good chuckles from the old paladin.

"Be it as it may be, lad. I just want you to learn from the best and I've kind of already promised, Arturia, that I'd teach her first, you know?"

The elder man explained with an awkward chuckle, as he uncomfortably scratched an angled side of his bearded jaw. When he then received a very deadpanned expression from the blonde boy himself, who was in turn very much so annoyed and non-plussed by the paladin's explanations. Before the said old paladin then continued.

"But don't worry I do intend to fulfill and uphold all of my promises. After a single or two years or so, I will be taking over back in charge of your lessons for the last teachings of your training's along with my daughter's, lad. And who knows maybe you'd even maybe get well along swimmingly with your first mentor."

Content of hearing him swearing to uphold his promises, Nathan then happily nodded back towards the old paladin when he had heard his reasons and final explanations. But then at the mention of his possible other first mentor. The attention and curiosity of the young blonde was all but then piqued at the possibilities, before he then questioned.

"Then who is it? Is it going to be uncle Gavinrad!?"

Uther snorted out his amusements and dismissals to the boy's expectant giddiness. Apparently, his comrade had already grown close towards the blonde, close enough that the lad had already pegged him to be as his pseudo uncle figure. It was not much of a surprise though, out of their entire order. Uther thought that Gavinrad was probably the most laidback and lenient of their paladins, traits that he was well aware of made him probably popular with the hearts of children at the towns that the said paladin would occasionally visit and wander off to every so now and then.

"No, you should have probably already met him back then when we were still at Stratholme, here's a hint he was my first apprentice previous before you, lad."

With an enigmatic tone to his words, the old paladin then suggested to him the identity of his would-be trainer's name. Until his mind then finally came to startling realization and only when it did, his eyes then widened in brief of surprise that he came to thought in short conclusion, as he then spoke.

"You d-don't mean?"

"Yes, I mean it so, and I'm going to be clear again this time."

He cleared himself and made a single cough into his fist before he grinned when he then saw the star-struck expressions of the blonde boy's face, as he continued.

"You're first trainer's name would be none other than my first apprentice and prince of Lordearon, Arthas Menethill himself, lad."

Uther said and with that the knowing his charges' somewhat exuberant tendencies, the old paladin then swore that he should have probably expected and prepared himself on what came next.

"EHHHH!"

#And that's the end for this chapter. Leave your own remarks and reviews on the buttons down below for it does truly helps.

It keeps me motivated and sane in making more stories you know?

AN: I know I suck at writing stories but please do bear with me, for I'm not really an English native speaker, you know? I apologize for any wrong grammar or misspellings that I may have committed and also, I don't have any beta readers to read on my works, so for that I'm sorry.

But still nevertheless Here are the final results of the polls for the pairings for Naruto in this story!

1 Sylvannas Windrunner 52 32%

2 Alexstraza 35 22%

3 Arturia Pendragon (OC) - Fate Stay Night 24 15%

4 Sally Whitemane 11 6%

5 Ysera 9 5%

6 Yrel 7 4%

7 Shandris Feathermoon 6 3%

8 Valeera Sanguinar 5 3%

9 Lady Liadrin 4 2%

10 Anveena (Sunwell) 4 2%

11 Finnal Goldensword 1 0%

12 Krulcifer Einfolk (OC) - Saijaku Mujai No Bahamut 0

The majority has spoken, the polls have finally ended and looks like we're going with the route of the ranger general of silvermoon. So in that regards be prepared with the upcoming unexpected fluff in the next chapters from our none other normally stoic dear Sylvannas herself, folks!

Also heads up for I am currently writing off a another NarutoxWarcraft fic that was inspired by the results of this poll. Probably titled as a "A Dance with Rogues" on which will mainly feature the champion of the crimson ring herself, Valeera Sanguinnar! still working with the title.

But still, nonetheless, expect it coming soon!

And remember always the words of the Number One Hero

"Always go…. beyond your limits PLUS ULTRA!"

ALL MIGHT