Author's Notes
I promised someone to try to do this story, and I shall! The story jumps a bit between Wrath of the Lich King, and Cataclysm.
I don't own any of the characters, unless you count character creation in the beginning as owning one.
World of Warcraft is owned by Blizzard!
They own your soul!
The Ebon Knight
The howling winds sounding like the cries of the damned swirling around the lone wanderer. The fresh ice crunching under foot with each step in the Storm Peaks, he could the shouts of his pursuers echoing off the cliffs.
He had dreaded working with the Alliance to take down Arthas, but the sweet satisfaction of killing his tormentor for the years stolen by that damned human.
The Blood Elf had his past stolen from him, the feeling of pride from seeing Silvermoon for the first time since his freedom, everything that defined him as one of the Sin'dorei.
If there was ever a time he wished the dark magic that coursed through his being would work it was now. "Curse that damnable Rogue, and her poisons." He cursed in vain, as his voice was lost in the winds. The wind kicked up the fresh powdered snow blinding his escape, but the pursuers would have more trouble finding him so he thought…
Searing pain ripped through his leg, his eyes snapped downward to see an arrow piercing his leg between the plate mail sliding under the scale mail underneath like it was nothing. The hunter had used his pet's keen senses to pinpoint the Death Knight in this blizzard, much to the blood elf's dismay as his bestial roar betrayed him.
A sound of triumph sounded very close, as well the chattering between the Alliance dogs chasing him.
"We got him!"
"Don't let him escape!"
"The damned elf can't get away we already poisoned his arse."
A sneer befitting his kind grew on his face as the former companions one by one started to form out of the blizzard. He reached down to the shaft of the arrow snapping it off feeling a spike in pain with each twitch of his muscles. The Draenei Paladin hefted her weapon a great hammer emblazed with runes of Light, "Demon, let us purge you so that your soul may know peace!"
The winter winds whipped up more fiercely than before startling the Rogue, and a shiver of dread as her eyes locked with the Death Knight's. Her eyes widened in a panic as her feet suddenly were yanked up from underneath her dragging her to the Blood Elf. The Paladin could see the chain of ice was wrapped tightly around her ally's leg yet her prey had not move a step. Soron'das quickly jerked his arm violently towards his hip hurling the Dwarf at him where she was greeted by his gauntleted hand.
Rae' Lyn charged the champion of the Horde, hammer raised with a swivel of her hips the Death Knight could feel the wind leave his lungs. The Paladin was slightly impressed with herself, finding the surge of strength from the situation.
The Draenei had flung the Blood Elf far from her friend, a smirk formed on her face as she saw his body skip across the ground. The Death Knight's head throbbed with pain from his leg, and from the burning in his chest. He could hear the faint sound of a bow string letting loose an arrow followed by the sounds of the pet being sent upon him.
AN: Short chapter, but I'm not always one to review my work and like anything in it. So that being said give a few reviews, and comments if you wish... Hopefully they will help me recapture my lost muse, and beat it down so I can keep it in a bottle.