Yogg-Saron

The inside of the structure was even more complex, massive, and ancient. Black had heard of this technology. It was said to have been built during the time of the great Titans by the earthen they created to guard this world. He was amazed by it, shocked how this could be built by the Titans or the earthen dwarves. From one of the many bridges they walked on, they could see what seemed like miles of more sort of machinery. They were completely awestruck.

But more than that, they felt incredibly tense. It was nearly deathly silent within the structure, only their breathing, their racing heartbeats in their ears, and the occasional machinery noises. Kamon broke the silence and voiced his concerns. "Black, I don't like it in here. It's just too quiet. We've seen nothing in here since we've entered. Not the slightest evidence of life."

"Kamon, the entrance to this place was frozen over. It must be thousands of years old. I've heard only rumors of it, how the earthen built it during the time of the Titans. Besides, you had your chance to go back when we were at the entrance."

"I know I did. But I didn't know it would've been this quiet. If this engine was made by the Titans, then don't you think they'd have Earthen in here?"

"The entrance was covered in ice, mage. That ice was really thick. It's been closed for a long time."

"This quiet just disturbs greatly, Blackhorn. It just feels wrong."

"I know, my friend. Watch yourself."

"And you."

As they got further in, they felt all the more unnerved. Kamon started becoming paranoid. He watched every corner, keeping an eye on every little detail. His heart began to beat faster, the uncomfortable silence getting to him. He began to fear something very dire would show itself at the end of this structure. .

Give in to your fear.

That voice! Kamon didn't know where it came from, but he knew it was the same voice. He would keep it to himself still. He did not what his friend to think he was just being paranoid. Nevertheless, the voices began to frighten him, a clue that perhaps whatever this is was a much more mighty thing than he had thought. It let his imagination run wild, thinking of images of whatever this thing was and what it could look like.

But Blackhorn had heard the same voice just now saying another phrase. He too felt highly anxious and he didn't want t admit it. But the sound of the voice made it difficult to keep it in. It sounded evil to him. "Kamon, there's something I must tell you," he announced.

"And what may that be?"

"I'm not sure how exactly to say it, but I've been hearing a voice since we started going around Storm Peaks and walking in here."

Kamon sighed out of relief. "Well good, because I thought I was going crazy. I've been hearing them as well. What could it mean?"

"I don't know. I've heard it in various areas around Northrend." Blackhorn stopped in his tracks. Kamon looked at him with interest. "He must be the same voice from Whisper Gulch!"

"All the way in Howling Fjord? But that can't be. The gulch is known for its whispers that people hear, but it can't possibly be the same whispers we're hearing around here."

"It may very well be. It can only mean that whatever this is has power and influence that extends far beyond Storm Peaks."

Kamon felt all the more fearful. "And even with that, you really want to keep going?"

"Even with this new information…something is still calling me to it. And I must know what it is. You can go back if you want. Whatever this is may be dangerous."

The mage still didn't like it, but he was always with the druid in anything. He walked ahead and said, "You're not getting rid of me Black. So stop trying to talk me out of it." He gave him a half smile.

Blackhorn smirked and joined beside him again. The two walked through what felt like an endless maze of hallways and bridges. The hallways and bridges were gold and intricately designed, with insignias sculpted into the floors and walls. Even with all its intricacy, they saw no sign of life. Nothing at all. The dead quiet that continued to hang in the air didn't help either. It only served to make them more anxious.

At last, Blackhorn and Kamon reached a hallway where at the end of it, there was a completely different room. A bright blue light emanated from the floor. They also finally heard a noise that told them they were not alone, but it did nothing to calm their nerves. It was a heavy breathing and it disturbed them. "You hear that Black?" Kamon asked.

"Yes," the druid replied, clearly troubled. "I believe we have found what we were seeking."

"I don't like it. Whatever it is, I can sense its evil."

"I know, my friend. I feel the same way."

"If we're going to enter, we must be careful."

"Yes." Blackhorn led the way, Kamon right behind him. It was as if an aura of some unnerving sensation was radiating strongly from the room itself. They grew more anxious as they approached. They found themselves in a massive hall upon entering the room. The floor they stood on went in a complete circle, six platforms around it. But it was what was below that astounded the mage and the druid.

Before them, on the ground floor several feet below, was a giant, nearly see through blue brain-like monster that had long tentacles attached to its sides. Each of those tentacles was equipped with a large jaw at the end and slits of teeth for mouths all over each of them. Smaller jaw slits were all over its body, all equipped with rows of sharp teeth.

Blackhorn and Kamon gasped at the sight. "Black…"Kamon began, "what in the world is that?"

Before the tauren could answer, a booming deep voice echoed in the hall. "I am the beast of a thousand maws, the fiend of a thousand faces. Cower before me, foolish mortals! You have come to me at last."

Suddenly it was like a massive explosion rocked the earth, a screech so loud and high pitched like the screams of a thousand damned souls. The area quaked violently, shaking the two friends off their feet. The platform they stood upon cracked and crumbled under them, sending them plunging to the ground. Blackhorn instantly transformed into his cat form and Kamon cast a spell to slow his fall. The pieces of rubbles pelted them, but the larger chunks luckily missed them by mere inches. Blackhorn gracefully landed on his paws while Kamon slowly landed on the ground, light as a feather. As soon as they landed, they swiftly dodged the big chunks falling from the broken platform. When the debris stopped, Blackhorn faced the brain and growled angrily, his lips curling back to reveal sharp teeth. Kamon went through a list of spells to use in case the beast before them attacked.

"Who are you?" the druid demanded. "And what do you want us for?"

"I am Yogg-Saron," the beast said. "You have answered my call."

Kamon was not interested in what the monster's purpose here was. He wanted to escape. They needed to get out. "There is no escape," Yogg-Saron said as if sensing the mage's thoughts. "Not in this life…not in the next."

"What do you want?!" Blackhorn shouted again.

"Freedom…" he continued. "And you fools shall now set me free. I was imprisoned by the Titans themselves eons ago. I have been trapped here for too long."

Blackhorn returned to his true form. "And what makes you so sure we will help you, foul creature? We are servants to none, and if the Titans kept you here, then there is no way we shall set you free."

The brain thing laughed. "You would challenge my power? A god like me?" He laughed again, his voice booming throughout the room.

"If you were so powerful, you would've gotten yourself out. As far as I can see it, you are nothing."

"Black, this is not the time to test this one's power…" Kamon warned.

"We must stop this, Kamon. Alexstrasza sent me to discover this threat, but I shall not leave this beast to thrive here. I will do away with him myself."

"Oh…so loyal to your allies," Yogg-Saron said in a teasing voice. "But…how do you know they shall remain loyal to you?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You believe that I have so little power…I will demonstrate to you the extent of my might. As I will show you, the ones you keep close shall betray you." Yogg-Saron began to glow, the center of the virtually see through monster getting brighter and brighter. "A thousand deaths…or one murder…"

Leaving Blackhorn and Kamon to figure out what he meant, he exploded with light, blinding them and taking them to another world, another time where he would reveal to them the truth of events that came to pass.