World of Warcraft: The Untold Story (Book One)

Loose Ends

"My lady, the new forces are greatly improving. I believe we are ready for this." Sennett says, as we walk down the row of archers.

"I am very pleased to hear this. We set out tonight. Shall they be ready?" I say, looking at her closely.

"I will do my very best to see it done. Until later, my queen." Sennett says, slightly bowing down to me before she leaves.

I nod my head and continue on my way for the armory. Recently, I have had skeletons constructing a forgery down in the basement. Finally, after a week of construction, it is done. I walk down the staircase that leads to the base and can already smell the iron smelting. The hammers are clanking down in the blades of iron. Progress is being made!

"Can we help you, my lady?" Nigel asks, walking up to me.

"I've stopped by to see how things were coming along. By the looks of it I like what I see." I say.

"Thank you, my queen. Will that be all? We have some more work to do." Nigel says.

"I'm gonna need as much armor and blades as you can make by twilight. It's a lot to ask, but tonight we set out for Lordaeron." I say.

"That's gonna be tough, but I believe we can have enough supplies ready." Nigel replies, getting straight to work.

I walk back upstairs into the main hall and see ogres sparring. The ground slightly shakes as they each take a step. I truly believe a new order of change is coming. Great things await for us!

"Lady Sylvanas, a letter has arrived for you." Uriel says, handing me the note.

I open the document up and read it.

"Dear sister, it is relieving to hear from you. I have been informed of the horrible news and I know how you must feel. I was sure that you were dead as well, thankfully, you are not. I have taken into consideration of your letter and I will try my best to aid you. The Lich King is a threat to us and I fear his eyes lie on the Kirin Tor next.

My men and women are training as I write this letter. I'm scarred, Sylvanas. The Horde is offering me a place with them, but my heart also lies with the Alliance. Tensions will soon rise  and I will need to make a decision. No matter what happens you will always be a sister to me and I'll always come to your call. Stay safe, Rhonin." I read.

I seal the letter back up and hand back to Uriel.

"Will you take this to my room? I have something I must do." I say.

"Indeed, my lady." Uriel says, walking off.

I storm down the hall and walk into a room. I lock the door and head to the cabinets. I search through the cabinets and collect a flask of poison. I grab a few of my arrows and place them down across the table. I open the flask and tip each arrowhead inside. The poison that lies inside this flask can kill someone in a matter of seconds.

I place everything back where I found it and exit the room. As I exit the room I glance out the window and see the moon is already out. It's time to get a move on then. I walk down the hall and stand in the middle of the main hallway.

"It's time!" I yell, afterward I walk for the door that leads outside.

I can hear the many footsteps behind me from my new army. I hop onto my skeletal mount and fly up to the sky.

"Tonight we shall take what shall be ours! A new home! Together we will continue to rise as a stronger force! We are a family, never forget that! Tonight, raise your blades high and fight for a new life!" I say, loudly.

I stare down at my banshees carrying the other forces across the river as I flew across with them. Varimathras will be pleased on what he is about to see. An hour later we finally reach the outskirts of  Shadowfang Keep. Now, we wait...

After waiting for a good amount of time, Varimathras finally arrives. He walks over to us with a shocked look painted over his face.

"I see you have been busy." Varimathras says.

"Listen closely, this is our plan and it's the only plan. Detheroc has a puppet and his name is Garithos. He will easily be fooled by us and won't be an issue. Varimathras, your brothers have to die. First, we find Detheroc and take care of him. Possessing Garithos's men seems like our best option. After possessing them we will sneak inside Detheroc's chamber and finish the job.

That's not all... Balnazzar will know once his brother has died. Knowing this he will defend Lordaeron and fortify the place. The Burning Legion is swarming behind those walls so we can't just walk in. Garithos is just another coward of a human, he will most likely beg for mercy. I positive he will want in on this plan and we could use all the help we can get. What happens to him afterword I do not care nor will he be my problem. Now, take us to where Detheroc stays."  I say.

"You have put much thought into this. What shall happen to me?" Varimathras asks.

"Nothing, unless you give me a reason to do something." I reply.

"You can count on me." Varimathras says, opening the portal.

We all step through the portal and appear in the Western Plaguelands. The air is foul and toxic corrosion rivers fill the land. The decay reminds me of the destruction of Quel'Thalas. Across the hill lies a large tower, resting in the middle of a lake. All of us travel to the bridge that leads to the door of the tower. Suddenly, the doors open and humans charge outside. I look over at my banshees and nod.

My banshees rush the human soldiers as the humans charged towards them. Surprisedly, the banshees fly through the the bridge and fly under it. Suddenly, they appear behind the humans and charge after them without them knowing. Each of the humans get possessed by my banshees. I lead my forces across the bridge with Varimathras at my side. I walk inside the tower and see Detheroc kneeling down as he looked up at the ceiling. His back is faced towards us so he hasn't recognized that we are behind him yet.

I pull one of my poisoned arrows out from earlier and place it against the bowstring. I pull back on the string and aim for the back of his head. I release the bowstring and the arrow rapidly pierces into the back of his head. Slowly, Detheroc stood up and turn around with an expression of pain on his face. I grab a normal arrow and shoot for his heart. Successfully, the arrow finishes the jump and Detheroc collapses to the ground, dead.

All of a sudden, a human runs to us from the end of the hall. As I pull another arrow out the man drops to his knees. This must be Garithos, it has to be.

"Thank you! You have freed me and my men! I owe you a great deal for saving us all from this demon. What is your price?" The man asks.

"Garithos, is it?" I ask.

"Yes, that is I." He replies.

"You will aid us in killing Balnazzar, the brother of Detheroc. We shall travel to Lordaeron and battle against the Burning Legion and kill the demon." I say.

"On one condition... I get to rule Lordaeron once Balnazzar is dead." Garithos says.

I look at Varimathras and then at Garithos.

"You have yourself a deal. Let's get a move on." I say, walking outside.