NOTE: This is based off of my horde character on WoW, Lothlorian(yes the name is from lord of the rings), and he is a death knight so I will be starting out with the prologue where he becomes a death knight. Also, if you have read the other story on my account, that was made by my friend. But this time this one is made by me so please enjoy!
Darkness crept back into the city of Silvermoon, after a reckless day of fighting the evil Scourge. A lone figure was standing just outside of Farstrider's Isle, watching the moon without blinking. His name was Lothlorian, a blood elf paladin of the light. Today, Lothlorian didn't fight the Scourge, as he was recovering from the fight the day after. But little did he know, he was being watched. By none other than his former friend, Ather'fas. Ather'fas was Lothlorian's best childhood friend, a blood elf mage, but misbehaved. He would always spit on dragonhawks, stalk ladies, and tell racist jokes all night about goblins. However, as he grew, he was more mature and more quiet than ever. Lothlorian guessed it was because Ather'fas spat blood on purpose in his mother's food and got grounded for eight months.
But Ather'fas wasn't himself anymore. He had become his own worse nightmare; nothing more than a Death Knight.
It seemed clear that Ather'fas had come back to kill his friend, but no, he was required to do something worse. "Bring him to me, and he shall become one of us!" The Lich King's voice was still penetrating Ather'fas's mind. "Shut up, I'm doing it now," he whispered.
Lothlorian heard it. He turned around to see who it was who spoke, and he saw the Death Knight. It's sad; the fact that Lothlorian didn't even recognize his own friend. Instead, he took one look at him and sad, "Your head is mine, savage filth! Get out before I kill you!" But Ather'fas just stared. Then after what seemed like forever, Ather'fas struck without warning, however not enough to surprise Lothlorian. Ather'fas threw a knife at his former friend, almost striking him, but missed by an inch. The two fought until they reached the door of Silvermoon. Without warning, Ather'fas struck again, this time reaching Lothlorian's arm, leaving a huge cut that stung like ten thousand hornets only worse. Ather'fas swung again leaving a huge mark on Lothlorian's leg, hurting worse than the cut on his arm. He yowled like an injured wolf in pain. Ather'fas just laughed, and opened a portal of some sort. Lothlorian barely knew what was going on now, as he slowly drifted to sleep, being dragged into the portal.
Author's note: So basically what is going on is Lothlorian's former friend, Ather'fas, found him in Silvermoon City and picked a fight with Loth' so he could defeat him and take him to the Lich King to turn him to darkness. Now I know this chapter is so short it could probably fit more than 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 spaces in Holy Hell. But this only a prologue and chapters, I promise you, WILL get bigger! :P