World of Warcraft: The Wandrings of Zach (and Co.)

Written By: Wyatt Clark

Co-Written By: Zachary Bearg and 911GuiltyJerk (AKA Tom)

Assistance By: Hunter Clark

(WARNING: Story contains violence, language (the more offensive words censored), usage of alcohol and drugs (to some extent), and some minor adult themes)

Disclaimer: This chapter was written by These Three Jerks Productions. World of Warcraft, along with its characters, locations, and elements, are property of Blizzard Entertainment. We are a non-profit writing team who intends not to sell works copyrighted by their respective companies, but borrow elements from them to entertain others in the form of our works.

Chapter 1: "And So it Begins... YODA... Y-O-D-A, YODA."

Zach awoke in his bed only to see a chandelier of candles on the ceiling where his fan used to be.

What the heck is a chandelier doing in my room?

He looked around and saw that his entire room was screwed up. It was like some sort of medieval bedroom.

Zach rose from his bed and looked into the nearby mirror. He saw that he was no longer wearing his pajamas, but a semi-traditional medieval attire, complete with brown leather boots, a pair of blue cotton pants, a tight, bright-yellow colored long sleeve shirt, a belt, and a brown leather vest. He looked at himself in shock, wondering how he got to wearing these clothes.

Zach then proceeded to look around his room for a bit. He came upon a letter on his desk, addressed to "Sir Zachary of Potshire".

Sir Zachary of POTSHIRE??? What the hell is this?! What happened to Yacolt?

He opened the letter and read...

Dear Lowly Subject,

This is a message to proclaim that all who receive this letter must bow

before the Shadow Queen and proclaim that she is the most powerful and

beautiful being in the world!

Long live the Shadow Queen!

Manchaff Assolbonk

Head of the Royal Department of Public Relations

As Zach finished reading, he was overcome with confusion. Who was this Shadow Queen? How did his room get transformed? Has the same happened to everything else? Is his family alright? These questions plagued Zach's mind to no end and he yearned for an answer soon.

He preceded though his house finding only stranger things than before. In the kitchen, he found his grandma serving mead to a bunch of fat, ugly, little dwarves.

"Grandma, what are these PEOPLE doing here?!"

"They're customers, honey."

"Customers?" Zach stood there bewildered.

"Yes, this is an Inn, remember?"

He did not reply to this. His grandma then went back to work. Zach went to get his coat and keys to go to Hunter's house to see if his friends, Hunter, Tom, and Wyatt, were ok. But instead of his coat and keys he discovered a traveler's cloak and a short sword in their place. He looked at the items with fascination.

"Interesting..." He tucked the sword in his belt, put on the cloak, and went outside, only to find his house among a huge forest. He also noticed that his car had been replaced with a horse, and that the asphalt road was now made out of cobblestone. Zach decided that he should check the mail before he went. He found another letter for him, only this one was from Wyatt.

Hey Zach, have you noticed anything strange? If you have, I just found

out why! Somehow or another the entire world has become a sort of game world!

Come over to my house pronto so we can get to the bottom of this.

-Wyatt

PS: And HURRY UP!!!