In this story, Azeroth exists on Earth Prime, where the Stormwind Kingdom and the rest of the world are at peace with each other. Justice League are the world's protectors along with Medivh as it's Guardian. Suddenly, Earth Prime faces a fearsome ra...
I decided to add Red Tornado to the story. S.T.A.R. Labs built their own Red Tornado base on Earth X's android and to be a protector.
Night has fallen as Orgrim, Fenris, and Durotan return to the clans and the chieftain of the Frostwolf was fuming with anger. They walk into Gul'dan's tent as other clans gathered.
"Fearsome Blackhand, Warchief of the Horde, you have allowed the small teeth to kill your warriors... worse, you shame your people by running from an enemy." Gul'dan informs him, Blackhand said nothing as hung his head in shame.
"Are you too weak to talk, destroyer?" He questions him, Blackhand still said nothing, just breathes heavy.
"The Horde has no place for weakness, respect our traditions, Warchief." Gul'dan reminds him and Blackhand stood up and walks over the cauldron of Fel magic.
"You know the penalty..." he said as Blackhand stuck his hand into the green fire."
"Death." Gul'dan finishes, Durotan then took a step as Blackhand pulls out his destroyed hand as the Fel magic slowly starts to eat away at him, but Durotan shot a look at Orgrim and Fenris, then he raised his ax and cuts off Blackhand's arm, stopping the Fel magic from killing him. The others were in an uproar, but Orgrim and Fenris stood ready and stood them. Blackhand collapsed on the ground in exhaustion.
"You dare interrupt this judgement?" Gul'dan questions the chieftain, he turns to him.
"We fought hard, their warlock, used your Fel against us." He informs him.
"Only I can control the Fel!" Gul'dan shouts, making the fire flare for a moment.
"Not only that, but a bunch of the small teeth had powers unlike anything we seen. They weren't magic, but powerful. One running at super speed, flying, super strength, sonic scream, controlling the elements, creating objects, shrinking, and shooting lasers out of their eyes. Our enemy is not weak as we thought." Fenris said. The other Orcs nodded in agreement. They saw and experienced seeing the Superpowered heroes. Gul'dan just growls at knowing not all humans were weak as he thought.
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"I see you and your men survived, perhaps Blackhand kept you away from the battlefield?" Gul'dan questions and Durotan turns his eyes to the ground.
"But I don't see your older son anywhere... could it be that you turn coward and left him behind?" He taunts him, making Durotan clutch his fist. Fenris was wanting to strangle Gul'dan for taking about his nephew like that.
"Maybe he knows you're weak too." He went on, Durotan stops Fenris and Orgrim from doing anything.
"Do you wish to challenge me, little chieftain?" He questions, but Durotan steps back.
"I do not question Gul'dan, but the Fel is born of death... it must have a price." Durotan states.
"Heh, a price paid in the lives taken." Gul'dan answers him, Durotan just stood there, not knowing what to say. ______________________________
