Hello there, this will be my first fanfic R&R if you so desire.
This story contains violence, death and implied sex! beware!
I do not own the warcraft franchise or any material associated with it.
I am in no way associated with Blizzard Entertainment.
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The young man looked upon the ashes of his former home. Years had gone by since he left it.
The uper floors were gone, had fallen victim to the ferocious fire, he himself laid before leaving.
The only thing left now were some parts of the broken exterior walls, scorched tables and black timber piling. He had a smile on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes. Taking a few steps inside, he kicked up a pile of ash, which gushed upwards forming a neat wooden chair, untainted compared to the devasted timber around it. He sat down and gazed upward into the night. Half a dozen airships hovered in the distance. They were escorted by a second Skybreaker and several dwarfen planes.
King Varian Wrynn had learned of the effectivness of such vehicles for transporting war machinery and was without a doubt planning on using them to bolster his assault force on the twilight hammer clan's Bastion. A smile curled upon the mans face, just as one of the airship's ballons burst into flames. The wooden ship came tumbling downwards to the ground and crashed in the woods below.
„Fitting coffin" he murmured to himself as he saw the rest of the airships ballons explode, and their crews falling to their inevitable deaths.
While he was still fixated on the distant glow, a dark skinned highelfen girl in scarlet garb approached him. Only relucantly he broke contact to the inferno and regarded her with tired eyes.
„Are you sure you don't regret not warning them?" She inquired to break the silence between them.
„Of course not, these few dozen lifes, along the resources are a mild prize to pay, compared to the sheer terror Wrynn will feel, having been sabotaged so successfully. He is too paranoid to trust someone as contradictory as me. The events of tonight however, might put a dent in his usual pridefull demeanor, hopefully enough for me to coax him into cooperation". The Elf regarded him sceptically before asking „You are not seriousy considering to work together with either the Alliance or the Horde are you?"
He glanced at her dismissivly before he explained with a patient tone „I merely want them to stay out of my way, that's why I have to inform them of my operations beforehand, that way mortals won't get themselves caught in the crossfire by mistake".
„What about the Dragons?" She pressed further „Surely they will try to detain you as soon as they realize what you are, the Aspects themselves might get involved on some level". He didn't even flinch at the idea and spoke „They are far to busy worrying about their little pet Orc after Staghelm scattered his essence througout Azeroth."
He wanted to go on but he felt arcane energies forming a body nearby. A Hulking creature, hunched over, with giant plates protecting it's shoulders and two malforment claws peering from underneath it's richly ornamented robes approached them. As it drew nearer, the elf observed four pairs of hairy limbs on which it glid towards the human. „Your Majesty, the Soldiers await your Order to proceed towards Stormwind. The Anubisath are operational aswell". Agitated the Elf went past the human whispering „I trust you, but not these abominations that you command" before she vanished into the night.