World of Warcraft: The Untold Story (Book One)

The Undercity

"Today is the day we claim what is rightfully ours. Today is the day we stand together and fight. The Burning Legion are a force that must be wiped out of existence. That begins today. Join me— brothers and sisters, join me in the fight that is to come. Together we are strong, broken and we are weak. For the Forsaken!" I say, admiring the view of my family.

We charge through the front gates. A huge rock hurls down from the wall. More and more pieces of the wall break off. A demon lunges forward, attempting to stab me. I kick it's arm away and slam my sword into is head. I look around to see us winning. The Burning Legion don't stand a chance.

I lead a group into the castle's walls. Demons are retreating to the elevators. Most likely, to warn the others. We take the elevators down. As the door opens I get a view of a crowded room swamped with demons.

"Sylvanas. You have finally come. I've been waiting for you." Balnaxxar says.

"Then you're ready for your death I assume." I say, raising my blade.

The demons charge after us and we charge back. Our blades clash together, sparking off one another. Bodies are falling left and right. It's a bloodbath. Balnaxxar grabs Vernal and slams his head into the ground. He catches me staring him down. He continues to smash his head down to the floor.

"NOOOO!" I yell, filling up with incompetent rage.

I sprint to Balnaxxar and leap over him. I slash my blade across his back as I do. I roll over to the left and slash his knees. Balnaxxar sends me flying across the room with a big kick. I crash into the wall and make a landing to the floor from a ten feet drop. He hurls a ball of felfire towards me. I quickly move away and charge after him once more.

Balnaxxar catches me in the air as I leap up. He clenches onto my waist and throws me down. He smiles down at me as he has me trapped. I can't move from under his heavy foot. This is the end, isn't it?

"You will not have her!" Nigel shouts, slamming his two swords into Balnaxxar's head. "He will not have you. Not while I stand." Nigel says, helping me up.

Nigel and I run to Balnaxxar and roll under his legs. I kick him where the sun doesn't shine as Nigel sliced his gut. Balnaxxar collapses to his knees. I walk in front of him and look him in the eyes.

My hand becomes covered by dark clouds, circling around it. I slam my hand into his chest and grab his pumping heart. I clench onto it and rip it out. I throw it onto the floor and stomp on it. Balnaxxar falls over as he gives his last breath.

The battle is won and the home of our dreams is in our hands. This wasn't an easy victory, but we made it. I couldn't ask for a better family. We are the Forsaken. And this is our Undercity.