The Horde are coming!
NOTE: Before you read this story, be aware there will be sexual scenes and Femslash. I will note you if some chapters have those contents. Read on your on risk. This is M rated. I hope you have fun reading this! This is my first story I have written.
Chapter 1
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
"AHHHHHH!!!!!" screamed Marilyn.
"What... the... hell?" said the Guard in a blue Stormwind uniform, "OH MY GOD!!!" Yelling with all his might he yells "THE HORDE ARE COMING! THE HORDE ARE COMING!"
"What the fuck" yelled the Captain of the guard, "Oh my fucking god!" As he stared down from the walls, he saw hundreds of horde rushing towards Stormwind. Maybe even thousands. There were all over the place, on the road, on the house, and on the plains.
The people of Stormwind started to scream. People were all over the place moaning "We're screwed" or "Time to suicide!" or "Get into the trams! We're going to Ironforge!" Those words made the whole city of Stormwind think. The High King yelled for order and the guards made the citizens quiet.
"People of Stormwind!" he paused, waiting for the murmurs stop, "We can fight this incoming death plague! Close the gates and run to the Deeprun Trams! This is the only way! Now now guards, go put that gate down and escort the people to the Deeprun Trams. All mages teleport to Ironforge and tell the King that we are coming and tell him to make sure the gnomes close down the Trams. Now, OFF WITH YOU BEFORE THE HORDE CUT YOUR HEADS OFF!!!
The horde were getting closer… and closer… soon they were within 300 feet of Stormwind gates. But by that time the guards already closed the gates and disappeared into the trams with fellow citizens.
BOOM BANG BOOM! The gate of Stormwind blew open revealing an empty town. Everyone had took everything in sight so the horde could not pillage the town.
MEANWHILE IN THE TRAMS…
"Marilyn, Just to let you know, I have a friend that lives in Ironforge. Maybe he can let us stay in his apartment." Exclaimed Clara.
"As long as no horde comes I will stay anywhere!" replied Marilyn.
"Heh, that's swell!" cheered Clara. She then put her hand on Marilyn leg. I hope no one is killed.
When they arrived in Ironforge, hundreds of hundreds of Ironforge dwarves were waiting to greet them. After the citizens and civilians cleared, the Ironforge guards and Stormwind watch took place to make a blockade.
"The gnomes have turned the engines of the Trams off. It will take approximately 155 hours for the horde to arrive with mounts." Cheered the Chief Engineer of Ironforge.
In Gruffbeard's house, Marilyn and Clara were suiting themselves in a chair. "So this crazy invasion on Stormwind drove ye here?" asked Gruffbeard. "I always wanted to let a few sexy g'rls to borrow me ho'se!
Clara laughs and explains "We thank thee for the hospitality!" After that, Clara and Marilyn went to their rooms to dress and sleep. Clara went into the third room to the left on the second floor while Marilyn went into the second room to the right on the second floor. Gruffbeard sighs… then he turns all the lights off and goes to bed.
The next morning, the two kings have gathered a grand meeting for three races and all the elves in the city. Draenei were also gathered to hear what the kings were going to say. The two Night Elves sighed as they sat next to each other. Gruffbeard sat in the row ahead of the two Night Elves. On Marilyn's side, a gruff dwarf all hot and sweaty sat next to her. On Clara's side a Draenei (the first she ever really saw close up) sat next to her. The Draenei sat with her head up and with a stiff position. Her long blue tail flicked back and forth and she had a pretty set of curved horns and two bright eyes. Her hooves were black and she set them on the ground. In a way she kind of sighed when the Stormwind King announced that the horde was halfway through the trams, faster than they expected. Clara stopped thinking of the Draenei and stared up. Halfway!!! She panicked and listened in more clearly.
"The horde will arrive by nightfall and they will be all wore out. I hope we can hold them while the citizens and civilians of the Alliance move to a trek throughout Dun Morogh and into Loch Modan. From there they will head through the sinister Wetlands and into Menethil Harbor. People will board ships and move to Darnassus where she can hold the civilians and keep them safe. We will hope to have little casualties and a successful little trek." Announced the Stormwind King.
Clara then moaned with frustration. A small little trek eh! That Stormwind King had better get his head straight before he talks! That takes about 3 days of traveling groaned Clara. At the other hand she noticed the Draenei was more sober than she was. She was actually crying.
"Aww… Don't cry you poor Draenei." Told Clara, "Everything will be bet-." Clara looked more closely at the Draenei. The Draenei was crying because of happiness!
"Kuliv Truymar Juivig Malh!" exclaimed the Draenei. Clara eyed the Draenei up and down. The Draenei than picked Clara up and hugged her. The Night Elf was surprised. Clara stared at the Draenei and then spoke in a broken-up common, " Tank you sweete pi! You vere very 'elpful do me! Me nome ez Telana!" Telana than paused and said, "Come and 'ave a lil niece trak with me!"
Clara stared at the Draenei after she spoke. "Well ok..." pondered Clara, "Nice to meet you umm… Telana?"
"Yus! Dhank You!" And with that little saying the Draenei bounced off to fetch her belongings.
Clara sighed with relief. Maybe this trip to Darnassus won't be too bad. At least she was going home. Home she though silently... Home...
