Also potential spoilers, and please dont put to much thought into this firt chapter.
Chapter 1: A Death Knight Guardian.
My blade clanged with the sword of another knight of the ebon blade, we were currently dueling out of boredom. I used my death coil attack to finish him off, and then slipped my balde back into its regular place.
"Good job as always Deathhands, and you Cernious pitifull, you have been nothing but dissapointment to me." Our lord Arthas spoke aloud to us from his positon upon the Acherus.
I smirked under my helmet as he spoke, I then turned over to my recent victim.
"And as for such behavior you're stain shall be wiped clean from this ground. Deathhands finish him!"
I complied with his command and moved back over to Cernious and drew my blade yet agian and got ready to strike. He had no fear, no regret, no anger with what was about to happen. This greatly angered me as I swung my blade upwards, and impaled him in the chest killing him.
"Hahaha good work Deathhands, your power might even one day rival that of the light's greatest champions."
The kings laugh continued even after he stopped talking. It kept goind, repeating over and over agian, getting louder till I thought I would go insane. ALSO POTENTIAL SPOLIER
I awoke startled and a bit frustrated becasue I have had the same memory occuring in my dreams for months now. I sighed as I got up and moved over to my armour stand I then used my power to instantly equip all of my armour. I then moved over to my weapons, The Ashbringer, and Frostmourne. I looked upon the two, they were both polar opposites, one made for goodness, and one born of darkness.
However they were not the originals, no they were replicas given to me by both Arthas, and Highlord Tirion Fordring. Both were given at points when I was under one of their exalted sides, and for my work serving under them. I was told that thier power, given time and practice could grow to have the same power as their originals.
I shook my head of these thoughts and grabbed my natural Death Knight sword. I walked out the door to my barraks, and walked out to the rest of my garrison.
"Hello commander!" Spoke a cheery voice coming from my left. "Oh hello Brula how are you?" I responded to my rouge follower.
"I am good commander thanks for asking, you still in a good mood commander?" "Bula I am never in a good mood, so any bad news that you are trying to break is not going to affect me that much."
I looked at her as she thought my words over, and obvioulsy thinking over her next words. "Well commander...its..its Tirion and the King"
She spoke in a sad and depressed tone of voice. "What about Tirion Frordring?" I was higly curious as to what she was about to say next. "Well commander they,they are dead."
With those words my mind almost was engulfed in pure rage and hatred. "WHAT..HOW, WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN!"
I shouted at her, causing others to look at us. "Gul'dan captured him, and he killed him at the Broken Isles" She replied while looking down at the ground.
Meanwhile my mind was at war with itslef, one side saying to be calm, while the other was yelling to kill every legion bastard I see. I made up my mind,
choosing revenge and walked up the stairs to stand infornt of the main building.
"Attention all troops prepare to move out, we are going to the Broken Isles. NOW ARMOUR AND MOUNT UP!" I shouted over to all my guards, and soldiers.
Multiple guards cheered and started rushing about towards thier garrison and rushing back out to the ship yard.
"Arch mages can you teleport our ships to the Broken Isles?" I asked hoping that they could. "Yes commander,
but please give us a few minutes to prepare" The lead Archmage responded to me.
"Good now get working" I then rushed down to my garrison and into my room over to my weapons. "Allright you two you are coming out, but no bickering got it?" I spoke to the blades.
The ashbringer spoke first. "Deathhandsss I see what troublesss you and I promise you I will not." It spoke out softly and quietly to me.
I looked over the Frostmourne who had yet to respond. 'Right I agree to your terms' It spoke in my mind. "Good now lets go!"
I grabeed the two by thier sword hilts and rushed out the door. I put Frostmourne on my back, and put the Ashbringer at my side and then ran down to the docks. I got on not to long after the last of my troops did aswell.
"Archmages do it" I shouted at them and they all started thier spells and the world around us warped.
Next when I opened my eyes we were at the Broken Isles. "Ship captians to the shore, we shall find Gul'dan and kill him" I roared at them, and in response they all cheered and we moved toward the shore.
Once we got there our forces swept across the shore, killing anything in our path, we ran through the island killing the demons that stood in our way, as we aproached a large clearing a large green flame erupted in the center. When the flame died down Gul'dan stood in the center.
"Who dares attack us with such small forces.?" He questioned before looking at us with unweary eyes. "Gol'dan I am here to make you pay for what you have done!"
I shouted at him.
"Ha ha ha haa, you not even the great king, or the wielder of the ashbringer could stop me, what makes you so diffrent?"
He spoke while green orbs started forming in his hands.
"What is diffrent is that I am the wielder of both the Ashbringer, and Frostmourne" I shouted at him, while summoning both of the swords.
"Hmmm how intresting, however both you and I know they dont have enough power to kill me."
He said while the orbs changed color to a blue color. "Trust me it'll be enough, Soldiers charge!" We rushed towards him, he then threw the orbs at us.
I realized to late that they were to deadly for my soldeirs.
My soldiers all were turned to dust, swords, and banners were all that remained.
"And as for you, to enusre you dont pose a future threat I will just kill you now!" He fired a red orb at me which I barely blocked with Frostmourne.
I charged agian swinging Ashbringed down at him and trying to hit him, however he teleported behind me, but thankfully I had only used a natural attack, and when I turned around I used Death grip with all my force , and when he was pulled just within striking distance I swung both swords and hit him in the chest.
He stumbled back before teleport. "I have had enough of this if you wont just die without a fight, well then I will just get rid of you another way."
He snarled at me before chraging a unknown runic symobl above his head, and got ready to block it with the Ashbringer. When he released the blast it sent shockwaves through the air before hitting my sword. It pushed me back, and then it exploded blinding me in a black and green light. I felt a loss of energy and blacked out. "Good, now to continue my preperations."
So this chapter has been edited to get rid of wall text, so is it better? Also chapters come out around midnight, I just had to change this chapter.
Saphire Knight Signing off.