Chapter 1: The Way of the Brotherhood
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A/N:This is my first story please don't be harsh when you rate it.
A human was roughly pushed out of a prison cart "Now remember scum, you break your parole you'll be sorry" snarled a guard. The human got to his feet and made a very rude symbol to the prison wagon,now rolling away. He was about 6 feet tall, around 26, slightly tanned, ebony hair that came down to his shoulders, hazel eyes, and dark brown leather armor. On both sides of his hips were two iron knuckleduster. Marshal Mcdugan saw him and said "Hello, what is your name and your trade?" The Human looked Mcdugan over and said "Vanierin Krakish." Mcdugan then said "The local Kobolds are being a nuisance go slay about 10 of them and come back to me." Vanierin strolled out of the abbey, swiping 5 gold as he exited. He saw tents to the northwest and started to make his way there.
A kobold lookout saw him approaching and hopped down from its perch. "Hi stranger" it squeaked, extending its hand. Vanierin replied by seizing the arm and pitching it towards about 5 others, he then dodged a mining pick being swung at him. Grasping his knuckledusters he began to punch anything that was smaller than him. An unfortunate gnome received a fractured jaw and a broken spleen by choosing to wear a kobold costume to 'scare the novices', as he put it to his friends. Seeing his enemies in tiny bits on the ground he then proceeded back to the abbey. Suddenly Vanierin heard a yell. Sensing that someones life was in danger, Vanierin also realized that if he helped his life would also be in jeopardy, so he ignored the scream of pain and continued on.
Entering the abbey Marshal Mcdugan tackled him and informed him "Your under arrest for assault and theft!" Mcdugan swung a blackjack, knocking Vanierin into unconsciousness. He was then hauled into a wagon. Waking up from unconsciousness, Vanierin suddenly heard a series of whooshes then thuds. His prison cart door was unlocked and slowly opened. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" said a voice. A figure grabbed Vanierin and pulled him out. Vanierin looked up and saw masked faces glaring back at him. They all had red bandannas covering their faces, and strange crossbows in their hands. The leader of the band stooped down and rasped"He's too weak to move grab him."Vanierin felt darkness entering his head and fell into blackness. Vanierin woke up and found himself being dragged by a couple of the masked men. Judging by the surrounding farmland he was somewhere in Westfall. He was hoisted up and he saw flashes of the surroundings he was in some sort of town. He then was tugged into a mine. Vanierin was pulled down a series of twists and turns until he saw a man with a red mask, and purple and yellow armor standing in front of him. "This one will do fine" said the man.
Vanierin awoke several hours later with a bandanna around his face. He looked around and saw that he was in a room. He saw bread and water, and reached out his hand to get it, but then recoiled in shock. On the palm of his right hand was a cog symbol. A voice spoke "Don't be so surprised you are a Defias now." Vanierin looked and saw the same man he saw before blacking out standing in the corner of the room, the man said "I am Edwin VanCleef, Kingpin of the Defias Brotherhood." Vanierin said "Why did you keep me alive?" VanCleef paced around while Vanierin munched on his bread "Well Vanierin..." VanCleef began. "How did you know my name?" burst out Vanierin spraying crumbs on the floor. VanCleef glared at Vanierin for interrupting then said "That's not important, besides your armor had your name written on the inside." Vanierin shifted uncomfortably."What is important is that I ask you this, do you wish to join the Defias Brotherhood?" questioned VanCleef. "Sure" said Vanierin. "Excellent, you will be assigned a band tomorrow." said VanCleef."But for now, get some sleep you have work to do tomorrow." Vanierin flopped onto his mattress gratefully, VanCleef went to the exit, stopping to say "Your roommate should be back soon." Vanierin dozed off into a slumber.
A loud blaring horn awoke Vanierin. After screaming like a girl at the noise Vanierin noticed a dwarf in the cot across from him. The dwarf was about 4 feet tall and 9 inches, had light black hair that rested in two giant braids on his chest and deeply tanned. Vanierin looked on the ground and saw a heap of silver mail armor and a bronze hammer. Vanierin got up and said "Hey....heeeeey......heeeeeeey....HEY WAKE UP!" The dwarf yawned and stretched his arms, he got up and looked at Vanierin " Howdy,you must be the new guy Bob was tellin me about, my name is Ironlockes." He extended his hand, Vanierin, remembering the kobolds, laughed and shook it. "We best be headin off or VanCleef will have our heads, he's very punctual." said Ironlockes throwing on his armor. Vanierin wearing a linen shirt and wool pants felt rather exposed. "Don't worry VanCleef sent you some armor and a weapon." Ironlockes said, pointing to a package in the room. Vanierin ran over and tore open the package. There was dark brown leather armor with spiky shoulder pads, black leather leggings , some brown gloves, leather boots with a hard leather sole(Ironlockes explained that the soles were interchangeable from cloth for sneaking around to spikes for climbing.) an iron dagger and a bandanna neatly folded at the bottom. "Come on, we have to get to the morning speech" said Ironlockes sprinting out of the door. Vanierin ran putting on his armor as he went, Ironlockes led him through the underground maze for what seemed like hours. Then they came to a large door.
Ironlockes unhooked a key from his boot and inserted the key in the lock, he gave a similar one to Vanierin and said "Turn yours at the same time I do" Vanierin complied and the door opened and they walked into a huge harbor. Vanierin looked around and saw over 16,000 Defias. It was a giant sea of red and brown. At the top of a giant ship, almost as tall as the Cathedral of Light in Stormwind, VanCleef stood. He held up a strange goblin-made device up to his mouth and it magnified his voice to where everyone in the cavern could hear it.
"Brothers and sisters, it has been long since we first formed the Brotherhood. Too long have we waited in the shadows biding our time, our eyes and ears have told us that Bolvar Fordragon has perished in Northrend. One of the mightiest champions of Stormwind has fallen and now that fool King has declared war on the Horde, it's time to take advantage of this...opportunity we shall send a diplomat to War chief Thrall asking for resources so we can take over all of Westfall...and soon Stormwind herself. We must be strong though brothers and sisters, the time of reckoning of the Defias has begun...remember the machine will not work if the cogs refuse to move. So remember the cog on hand when you fight in battle remember the brothers and sisters that fought for you but remember most of all that we will take Stormwind, brick by bloody brick." VanCleef stepped down from the edge of the ship and the crowd of Defias broke into a bloodthirsty battle cry. Vanierin and Ironlockes went back to their room. Ironlockes said "You see Vanierin, its not power or greed that makes us Defias, its our loyalty to each other. That is the way of the Brotherhood."