'I lead this city during the absence of the Queen Captain Bragor!' Aleric Hawkins walked closer to the orc standing in front of him. 'As leader of the Deathguards I have the right to do so!'. The orc looked quite irritated, 'The warchief has put me in this fel hole and you were put here to ASSIST me, do you here assist! Not lead!' The Forsaken pulled his two daggers and looked at the stupid orc through his black mask, Then I take over the command with force, Captain…' Out of thin air came a dozen Forsaken rogues with their daggers pulled. The orc grinned, 'Stupid Forsaken, This city belongs to the Kor'kron Guard!' Out of the hallway behind the Royal chamber came a dozen Kor'kron guards heavily armed and marching. 'So this is how it will be?' Aleric asked while looking around. 'I guess so…' Bragor looked around too and grinned, 'Attack!' The two forces ran into each other fighting. The Rogues vanished and reappeared behind their enemy and attacked. The orcs swung their giant axes around in an attempt to hit the Forsaken. The massacre was already taking more than an hour but the foes were both strong and agile. Atop the throne Bragor and Aleric were fighting as if their lives were about to end. For a moment it seemed that Aleric was going to finish Bragor off but before his dagger could stab him they were all blown away against the wall as a new individual appeared in the center of the room: Nerubaz. 'The scent of dead hangs in this city!' Nerubaz looked around and smiled. The orcs and forsaken came back to their senses and looked at the new death knight. Bragor roared, 'Who are you?! And what is the meaning of this?!' Nerubaz looked at the violent orc, 'I am the force that will take what belongs to me… I am Nerubaz…' Aleric too got up and looked at Nerubaz with a confused look, 'What is it you want then foul man!' Nerubaz cackled maniacally ,'I want Undercity!' The orcs roared and the forsaken yelled as they ran at Nerubaz. Choose now! Leave this place or be forsaken.' He laughed and then vanished.

A hour later a big crowd was assembled in the Royal chamber. Bragor and Aleric atop of the throne. Bragor pointed at several orcs This squad will guard the western elevator! Let none pass! Aleric ordered a few of his men to guard the two other elevators. It had been too long that the mysterious man had done something since is strange appearance. Normally they had nothing to fear as the orb of translocation could bring Silvermoon soldiers. But a half hour ago the orb was destroyed by a Plague bomb. Now Undercity needed to count on their own defences. Aleric had put some scouts in the Throne room above the Undercity. From the hall came a forsaken. When arriving on top of the throne he saluted to Aleric ignoring Bragor and the other orcs. My lord, the Apothecary society has placed the Plague cauldrons on top of the walls like you asked. No living can enter this place. Aleric looked pleased and smiled, No enemy of ours shall enter these halls! The crowd cheered as they all ran towards their own post they had been given. Out of the shadow came one of the Scouts. My lord, its… its.. a flying city in the sky! Aleric's grin faded, what had come for them now?

Nerubaz stood on a balcony overlooking the Undercity. This scene reminded him of Archerus when the Lich King stood on his balcony overlooking the Scarlet Crusade. The only difference was that he would have a victory where the Lich King was defeated. He smiled when a grey figure became visible. What news do you have? The shade looked at Nerubaz. The Forsaken are preparing for war my lord… they have a few orcs to help them… Nerubaz smiled, his tactic had worked. Without the orb no elf could come and rescue them. This would be too easy. Good work, tell your group to keep on the spying. We might need some more info. The Shade nodded and disappeared into the darkness. Nerubaz was pleased he had sacrificed some necromancers to have these Shades. Now he knew he could attack without any surprises. Kel'Thuzad had lost this bastion and now Nerubaz was planning on getting it back. He had plans with the city. A new plague facility was to be made here. The Plague was to be recreated and improved. Nerubaz turned and looked at the Wight. Grog! Send in the Geists! Grog nodded and yelled something and a few second later a legion of undead were teleported to the ground under Stratholme. The Geists jumped onto the walls of the Undercity and started the invasion.

Aleric and Bragor didn't see that coming. Out of nowhere came a big group of undead. They jumped in and started a killing spree. Aleric yelled commands to the forsaken as did Bragor to the orcs. The elevators were soon overrun by Ghouls who scratched and bit too the forces guarding them. Dead corpses of friends and enemies littered the ground. They were forced to retreat all the way to the Royal chamber. There they could halt the attacks of the Scourge. Even the cauldrons had no effect on the undead. Aleric and Bragor were desperately searching for a solution. Sylvanas would have known what to do. Before they could even begin their plans a large bang was heard and a big spider was attacking the troops. Behind it came a group of skeletons. Shelub was leading them to victory. Bragor and Aleric fought bravely side by side while their troops were falling. Until they were the last ones standing. The Scourge suddenly stopped and from the shadow came the man who had done this. As you see.. this is what my army does… Nerubaz spit on the ground. The world shall know not to mess with the Lich King. Enjoy the Darkness! Nerubaz pulled his rune sword and stabbed Bragor through the stomach, the orc only letting out a last sigh. Aleric charged but was hit by a shadow bolt fired by Shelub. The two leaders of Undercity had fallen. Nerubaz was pleased, the first step for dominion had been set.