Note: this is based just before during and after Wrathgate.

I do not claim ownership on WoW I am simply writing a fanfic that might interest people.

I am very sorry the beginning skips about. I hope I can settle it down later

Anyway feel free to tell me what you think and how to improve it.

Please do wait until the second chapter to criticize.

Oh and sorry this chapter is small.

Have fun!

Chapter 1 A dark awakening

Annoying Intro (start)

My name is Grace i was brought up by Jocelyn. Jocelyn has two children who are my best friends David and Niva. David is a warlock and Niva a druid I am a rogue and a very good one that. The SI:7 have tried to recruit me many times a week, but I always refuse. Jocelyn told me that she found me at her door-step 16 years ago with a note. She would not elaborate further but I got a good guess of what it must have said.

David is 13 Niva 16 and I am 16. We are all humans.

"Gracie! Were you there when I summoned my first felhunter?" The annoying David asked me. No I replied truthfully I was admiring how perfect Niva's cheeta form is. David groaned and walked away muttering something that sounded like "why won't she pay attention to me? That was 2 months ago, Oh, how I wish I had never gone and joined the battle for northrend. If I had not I would not be in this mess running around dragonblight.

I believe the plan was to attack Wrathgate on the 28th of demon moon. Right now it was the 21st of demon moon. How utterly boring we have what 67 soldiers the horde the same? We are very few shields so far maybe more will come since we're one week away from the attack some 134 soldiers against some what? 100,000 undead? I might as well leave with those odds considering I don't want to die. Well here I loathe in competition with that Gur'kar orc idiot each one of us trying to steal "The Betrayal" plans.

The Betrayal plans are supposedly plans that exist for the horde and the alliance. Each of them thinks the other must have them and is going to betray them at the battle. So they send one rogue from each side to spy on the other how S.T.U.P.I.D considering we both are facing extinction if we don't put aside our hatreds. Anyway I will get on with the story since most of you don't even know how to count higher than 1000.

Annoying Intro (end)

"Naxxramas have been assaulting Winterguard Keep for a long time Highlord Fordragon, We must send a counter attack before they destroy it!" yelled one of the captains. I nearly choked when Highlord Bolvar said no. "WE will send no troops. We attack on the 25 of demon moon the day after tomorrow" Fordragon stated firmly. "I will go myself and deal with it then gather their forces and return here.

"Grace! He called loudly, "you're coming with me go pack". I sighed as a rogue I was always "packed" instead I walked in to the makeshift war room. I walked into the rectangle room, asking "how you did you know I was here Highlord?" I questioned. He merely smiled and handed me a sealed envelope with"Open after leaving camp" written on top.

I left the "War Room" and went to the stables when my skeletal raptor saw me she nuzzled me then lowered it so I could get on easier. As soon as I mounted up skeletal raptor and set off. After leaving the camp about 7 miles south-east she opened the note? Letter? It "read"

"Join Mytil a draenei and a paladin then I shall join you as soon as you engage in combat. Destroy the Scourge leader at all costs return when you complete this attack. Tell no one of these orders nor of what they said (burn this letter after reading or face the consequences) P.S don't let me down Grace! Signed

Highlord Bolvar Fordragon."

I snorted loudly Shield grubbing paladin. As I approached Winteguarde keep I dismissed Bones lasher (my skeletal raptor) and ran to Winterguard. The undead were everywhere I could hardly stealth by them. Upon passing a plague cauldron on a catapult I tossed the Note in. I finally reached Winterguard and went to the Winterguard's leader. He glared at me as I approached and barked I have a keep to defen- I cut him off with a roll of my eyes and "where can o find Mytil? He looked at me as if I was crazy then slowly said "the hole in the ground outside the city part of Winteguarde" with a nod I restealthed and went of my way. I got there in time to see a Draenei toss a container at a shadow portal, out came a lich its voice sounded like a sick mucus filled throat "Darkness Beckons" I chuckled and shadow-stepped mocking "Beckon" this bleat brain!

Ten hours later I awoke