Disclaimer: I own nothing. Buffy and Co. belong to Joss and Mutant Enemy and World of Warcraft belongs to Blizzard Entertainment.

Pairings: B/X, others as canon

Warnings: Well…it's not called World of Hugs 'n' Puppies…

Rating: T

Spoilers: Up to S5 Buffy and the Burning Crusade for WoW. Buffy dives into the Portal, but doesn't fall through to the ground…on Earth, anyway.

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Cold. Freezing cold. Bitter, freezing cold. Buffy was from Southern California and so the biting, bitter, freezing cold was not something she was a big fan of. And in the plate armor she wore, well, it wasn't exactly built to keep her warm. She growled in anger and frustration as she swung her new axe, a "gift" from Scourgelord Tyrannous. The massive, two-handed axe was given to her by Turgren. He opted for bracer's from the frost giant Garfrost.

The final creature fell beneath her onslaught and she looked around. None of the other spirits stirred. They just stared lifelessly. "What now?" she asked.

Peridar shook his head, on the lookout. "I do not know, but be prepared."

Xander took this moment to rest, eating one of the mana strudels that their newest addition, Asminidas, conjured. He felt the magical reserves refilling as the conjured refreshment did its work. He stood, hefting his shield as he saw one of the two larger spirits stir. "Guys, heads up!"

Peridar turned and saw the one the Lich King referred to as Falric step out onto the battlefield. He whipped the shield he held at the approaching figure and the battle was on.

Buffy, however, was still very cold. Her rage was nearly never ending because of this.

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"RUN!" Xander screamed as Lady Sylvanas battered down another wall. The group moved as one, surging forward as Arthas continued his steady, even pace. He was toying with them. He revelled in the pain and cruelty of the hunt. He could have killed them all, many times over, if he so chose. But he was cruel, and enjoyed the absolute terror in their eyes, their hearts. They were so far over their head it was absolutely terrifying.

Lady Sylvanas herself had barely even scratched the Lich King and she was one of the most powerful leaders of the Horde. They came to another wall and Sylvanas growled in frustration. "I grow weary of these games, Arthas!" but she proceeded to batter on the ice wall as Arthas grew ever closer.

"How unfortunate for you that I do not, Lady Sylvanas." the Lich King laughed cruelly.

Yet another ice wall sprang from the freezing mists as they ran down the tunnel towards the daylight. Again, it was the task of the battered and weary group to keep the undead hoards Arthas summoned off of Lady Sylvanas as she battered the wall down. Asminidas was a powerful mage, but Buffy kind of missed Selvalersi. She admired the warlock and had grown rather fond of her. But Selvalersi had a burning need to fight against the Alliance, and when she made her wishes known not everyone was shocked.

Flashback

"There is a war coming, mark my words Paladin." Selvalersi's voice hissed out.

"It is just 'Paladin' now, Selv?" Peridar asked. He looked hurt.

Selvalersi narrowed her gaze. She never was an emotional one. "You know this to be true Peridar."

Turgren shook his massive head. "I don't see why we can't put aside our differences. The Lich King poses a greater threat to Azeroth then we have ever faced."

Selvalersi turned her piercing gaze to the tauren. "You think that I am unaware of that fact? That I, of everyone here, fails to know the threat the Lich King poses?!"

Peridar shook his head. "My people have suffered great loss as well, Selvalersi."

"Mine were EXTINGUISHED!" Selvalersi shrieked. She tore the glove from her desiccated hand and held out the limb, covered with continuously decaying flesh. "All of Lordaeron is DEAD now because of him!"

Peridar nodded. "I do not belittle your loss. And while the course of my peoples destinies has changed forever, I cannot imagine the pain you feel."

Selvalersi calmed herself and folded her arms inside her cloak. "I shall not leave you short handed. I have found another to take your place." she handed a folded piece of parchment to Peridar.

"If you agree, she is waiting for you in Orgrimmar. She is a skilled mage, and we have worked with her before. Take her with you to Northrend. If nothing else, she can light fires to keep the cow warm."

Turgren huffed and shook his head. "Hey!"

Peridar took the parchment and nodded. "He does whine incessantly if he gets cold."

Turgren turned to Peridar. "HEY!"

End Flashback

And so they met with Asminidas. She was indeed skilled, but sometimes Buffy missed Selvalersi. Like now, for instance. "LOOK OUT!" Buffy called, ducking under the swing of a massive abomination and rolling over to Xander's side. She swung her axe and nearly severed a ghoul in half.

He was beating on Xander as he was concentrating on healing Peridar, who was taking the brunt of the onslaught. All the while, the Lich King marched ever closer.

"I have done it! Move, quickly!" Lady Sylvanas shouted, sprinting forward. The group surged forward only to stop suddenly on a balcony. "Blasted, dead end! So this is how it ends. Prepare yourselves heroes, for today we make our final stand!"

The group turned and readied themselves. Xander took a deep breath, feeling the magical energies inside of him dwindling. They would not survive this fight. And with Frostmourne in the fight, their souls would be captured and there would be no returning from the dead this time.

Peridar turned and looked at the assembled group as the Lich King crested the rise and stepped into the archway of the balcony. "For the Sunwell." he spoke quietly, Asminidas nodding in assent.

"For the Earthmother." Turgren nodded.

"For Sunnydale." Buffy added, looking to Xander.

"For Earth." he spoke softly.

Sylvanas looked at the assembled heroes and felt...pride. These heroes had followed her, willingly. And she was...proud of them. She was unfamiliar with the emotions that swelled in her, but nodded her head. "For the Horde." she said softly.

"Heroes! Get down!" A rough voice calls from behind them. Acting on instinct, they all dive to the ground as several massive cannons fire from the hull of Orgrim's Hammer, the Horde Gunship assigned to Northrend. The explosions collapse the entrance to the secret hall they escaped from and the captain lowers the gangplank. "Quickly, get aboard!"

The assembled group hurries up the walkway and collapses on the deck as the airship moves away from the Citadel.

"We are safe, for now. His strength has increased ten-fold since our last battle! It will take a mighty army to destroy the Lich King, an army greater than even the Horde can rouse." Sylvanas said, shaking her head.

Buffy couldn't help but wonder if anyone could stop the Lich King. Especially with the constant fighting among the Alliance and the Horde.