World of Warcraft: The Untold Story (Book One)

Lights Out

"FOR THE FORSAKEN!" Nigel yells, charging towards the Alliance allies.

The battlefield has run its corse and is suited with blood. Despair hovers above us in the clouds. The ground tumbled and tumbled as the millions of feet stomp. I'm not here as a player, I'm here as a visitor.

Nigel goes head to head with a squad of soldiers. He eliminates two of them in a swift blow. Suddenly, he is cast until the sky and vacuumed into a black hole. I try to shout his name, but I am silenced. I am nothing.

I have no more control of my body. My head is forcefully turned around to see all my people dying. Staked, burned, broken, and gone forever.

"Sylvanas." I hear someone calling my name.

I am trapped in this world with no urge for freedom. My body is screaming let go, but my mind is saying no. My heart is shouting please stop, but my soul is saying no. What kind of life is to live?

"Sylvanas!" I hear again.

I jump awake. Nigel is beside me, coddling me.

"It was just a dream..." I say to myself.

"My lady?" Vernal asks, peering down at me.

"Uh, yes?" I say, still trying to recuperate from that horrid dream.

"Are you feeling okay? You don't look well." Vernal says.

"I'm fine, why are you both here?" I ask.

"Varimathras wasn't the killer we thought he was. I have new information that you are not going to be pleased to hear." Nigel says.

"Out with it then. Whatever it is I have to hear it." I reply.

"Nathanos killed Helena. He's brewing a war with us. First, he spies on us. Checks our defenses out. How we strategize and attack. He got inside you and took plenty of notes. We are at a disadvantage, Sylvanas. The Alliance are on their way to The Undercity as we speak!" Nigel says.

"That bastard. He's going to pay the price. Round up everyone for the trip. We are going to win this war. One way or another..." I say.