The Warcraft Chronicles

Chapter 2

As Thrall stared at the lord of Avernus, Avernus smirked, with his sword held high.

"How dare you spy on us," spat Avernus in a hollow, raspy voice.

"You think I won't notice someone as exposed as you? I have couriers everywhere," with that, a snow owl landed on his shoulder, hooting.

"So, how are we to treat this... war prisoner?" Ghouls standing beside the Lord of Averus started hopping and jumping, screeching a unknown language that seemed to only be screeches to Thrall.

"Death?" Said the Lord of Averus, mused. He turned to Thrall, who was struggling to get back on his feet. "Then death it shall be." He raised his blade to strike. Thrall closed his eyes, waiting for the blow that would end his life. Suddenly, there was a blinding white pulse of light, then a deafening crackle, splitting the floor between Averus and Thrall, cut cleanly by lightning. Without notice, a second white light followed, blinding Thrall. As the light cleared and Thrall returned his vision, he noticed a pulsing white light. It disappeared as soon as it appeared, but it left something behind. Zeus.

"You should be picking on someone your own size, prince in shining armor," smirked Zeus.

"You dare insult me, Lord of Averus? I am the Commander of the Scourge, high leader of-" he was cut off by a flash of blinding light, and just as fast as Zeus has appeared, he vanished, taking Thrall with him. The Lord of Averus smirked. "And I just thought that this game would get better."

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Thrall was in the jungles, trekking, just as usual. But it was different. The elements were not greeting him, but rebelling against him. He glanced around as the winds blew stronger and whirlpools swirled in the river. Suddenly, a gust of strong wind blew him off his feet as if he was just a piece of leaf. The earth crackled beneath him, and a strong tidal wave loomed over him- splash. Thrall sprang from his bed. As he turned, he saw Zeus, holding a empty bucket, his eyes locked with Thrall's.

"Sorry, thought you might need a wake up call," said Zeus as he walked casually to the door.

"Breakfast is outside! You wanna be fast!" with that, he turned and walked outside, his hammer shining a brilliant white aura as he dragged it alongside him. Thrall got out of bed, changed a pair of clothes, grabbed his staff and strolled out towards the hunter's hall.