Author note: Sorry this is my first fanfic, trying to work out the kinks of uploading. I have a story planned out promise ;D... Will update whenever I have time.
The Lich King gestured for the guards to carry her to the racks.
A voice penetrated the reinforcements of her mind, You will know endless pain.
Kirin grimaced as she tensed her mind for the imminent pain.
"Let's start with this..." the Lich King growled to Kirin, as he picked up a hot poker...
After hours of searing pain, Kirin finally succumbed to the torture; Arthas, satisfied with his results, left her where she lay - passed out.
"Clean her up," he motioned to a skeletal servant, "We wouldn't want her to bruise, now would we?" At that the Lich King grinned and left the dungeon to attend to more... pressing matters.
To her surprise, Kirin awoke with her wounds gone and in a clean linen tunic. She was finally able to take in the spartan contents of her prison. Behind her bars lay a simple cot with a bucket of glacier water and a stale slice of bread. It must have been days since the Lich King's visit for her mouth tasted dry. Kirin reached for the bucket to drink her thirst away. As her tongue lapped the water she noticed the distinct taste of the water - pure evil...
As she looked up from the water to her disdain, there stood the Lich King, in all his sublime glory.
"Now that you know the consequences of insubordination, we have much to accomplish. Acherus is gone and you saw to it personally that Naxxramas was destroyed... and unfortunately for you, you will maintain your training directly under me... You will also find, that as a newly razed being, I can invade your consciousness... whenever I wish.
To reinforce his point, the Lich King sent her a less than subtle message... What you see, I see. Do not betray me and you will know endless power.
In the weeks that followed, Kirin honed the new skills of the Death Knight. Her swordsmanship had been second to none when she lived, but she ominously thought of her future - a future of death, a future of hunting the living, a future of hunting her loved ones. In the recent weeks she had noticed the ranks grew significantly. Where it had just been her before, there were now ten new death knights commencing training. While the others felt an endearing camaraderie, she had no interest in making friends. She was disgusted with what they were, what she was.
In a cloak of shadow, Arthas materialized in front of them. We're going to try something a little... different today. Wield your runeblades and prepare for battle. YOU FIGHT FOR YOUR LIVES TODAY!
Today I find my champion. Now, there are ten of you, and only one spot open, so get started. To this, the Lich King laughed maniacally.
Her survival instincts kicked in, her heart beat fast against her chest, her muscles rippled with her natural proclivity to kill. Kirin roared gutterally as she thrust forward, gutting an orc in the chest. Where factions had mattered while living, in death everyone was equal. Kirin felt disgusted as she played into the desire of the Prince of Darkness, but who could blame her for maintaining her mere existence.
Death Knight after Death Knight fell. As only two remained, a giant-like Draenei charged her. He roared with ferocity as he slashed upward and diagonally. He loosed a stream of shadow energy, as he sought to extinguish the unnatural life-force residing in Kirin. Thinking quickly, Kirin loosed a bolt to meet the Draenei's magic midair. As her bolt connected with that of the Draenei's she quickly lunged with her blade, leaving a diseased gash in his chest. Bluish blood fled his skin. To this, he quickly turned heels away from her, seeking to mend his wounds. Kirin ruthlessly froze him in his tracks and finished him off.
In the end, there could be only one.
As she could find no other combatants, a soft clapping could be heard reverberating off of the walls.
"Bravo, I always had high hopes in you, my champion."
"Aww shucks it was nothing," said Kirin bitterly.
The Lich King chose to ignore her insolence.
"It is time, you are ready for your first task."