Chapter 9 An offer
Minnie finally felt herself be sat on the ground, and then the blindfold came off. She looked around and saw night elves and druids everywhere, some rode panthers and hippogryphs, along with some warrior women that looked like centaurs, except they had greenish skin and leaves for hair, along with spears carved from branches. There where huge trees everywhere along with the normal ones, these huge trees had faces and all looked different, some of them even walked around. The most numerous ones had willow like branches that looked like a beard, and moustache as well, two large branches looked like arms. The second most numerous where tiger like, they also had the two arms, which ended in large pieces of wood claw like things. Another type had faces like old men, and leaves that formed into a cloak, it also carried a staff in one hand. The next one was made partly made of stone, and looked part rock golem. The biggest one had a symbol in blue on its fore head, it also had golden spirit butterflies flying around it. Another one had a face like a bird, with branches shaped like bird wings, and branches shaped like bird talons on the end. Minnie looked to her side and saw Her sitting next to her. Suddenly she turned to see the night elf and druid leaders from before standing front of her, "You zombie! What are you doing here? Has the Dark one gotten his scourge slaves spying on us for!" demanded the night elf. "No! I don't even know what you're talking about! We just came here to find my brother! I warn you, I am the daughter of the Grim Reaper and he will not appreciate me being treated this way!" "We have no love for the Grim Reaper, especially since he gave birth to one of the beings that is out to slaughter us." Said the druid. "His son now is one of the commanders of the Scourge allies of the Legion." "We know, we had an unfriendly run in with him before you captured us." Said Her. "Silence!" said the night elf, "Peace Tyrande. They are only children, they cannot do us any harm." Said the druid "You are right Malfurion, this time of war has made me wary, and hardened my heart. My apologies, release them immediately." Said Tyrande. Two night elves came up behind them and cut them loose using daggers. "My apologies again." Said Tyrande, "No problem, I'd probably do the same." Said Minnie, Suddenly an all too familiar and monstrous voice came through the air, "Well, well if isn't Tyrande Whisperwind, and Malfurion Stomrage." They all whirled around to see Illidan floating in mid air surrounded by dark purple mist like energy. "Illidan!" roared Malfurion; he shot a green crescent of energy at Illidan. But it only passed through the demon lord, "Don't waste, your energy druid, this is only an illusion. I have come to inform you I have taken your capital." "No! This can't be!" cried Tyrande, "Yes it is, face facts. Countless numbers of your warriors have been slain, your capital is under my control, and the creatures of this forest are being corrupted by my demonic powers and are joining me. Now I believe the debt of the night elves owe for bringing about the death of my parents has been repaid. But you druids are a different story. I have an offer for you. If you give me the druids I will end this holocaust on the night elves. For 10 days I will call back my forces, but when the tenth day passes, or if any of my bases are attacked, I will launch a full, all out attack on you night elves, and this time I as well will take to the field of battle. You have 10 days, if you will give me the druids come to my base at Felwood." With that the illusion disappeared, leaving the night elf camp in silence.
Illidan laughed to himself, he doubted the druids wouldn't turn themselves over to him. They where definitely noble enough, if they didn't they would be destroyed along with the night elves. And if they did turn themselves over to face torture, imprisonment, execution, and otherwise, the night elves would be destroyed anyway. Illidan had the Legion and the Scourge at his command, Dranor had become like a figurehead for the undead, along with the Dread Lords. When his friend had claimed the rune sword Frostmourne, he had become a version of a warrior called a death knight. But with his already formidable demon powers, he had become a slightly demonic version of it. Illidan looked down from the hill he stood atop, an undead and demon force had just arrived, Dranor in the lead. Illidan had to admit the undead where some of the most bizarre creatures he had seen, the ghouls where a good example, they where decaying corpses, with mouths full of fangs, they still had some hair that stuck out behind their heads, their noses where gone, with skeleton like holes. They had lithe bodies, with skeletal chests, and bony arms with huge claws on the ends, they also had claws on their feet. Another good example would be the crypt fiends, they where spider like and they had tons of black eyes, tusk like pincers on the side of their heads and tuck like fangs in their mouths. Bandages surrounded their necks, and they had pincer like claws, a number of spikes ran down the back of their almost upright thorax, and they also had four legs on the abdomen. The best example would be the abominations, they were grotesque monsters sewn from corpses, their bellies where open to reveal their guts, they carried huge meat cleavers and meat hooks for weapons, and as good as they where in combat, they smelled like disease ridden slaughterhouses. As a few walked by, even Illidan had to cover his nose. The least weird where the skeleton warriors and skeleton mages that where created by necromancers, the skeleton warriors where nothing more then skeletons with some armor, swords, and shields, some more elite ones had better armor and their skulls where surrounded by green flame. Skeletal mage's skulls where also surrounded by green flame, they carried wizard scepters that could shoot green flame, they also wore a cross between armor and robes. Behind them came the necromancers, they wore skulls of creatures on their heads and a black cloth over their nose and mouth, they also wore long robes, and carried staffs that glowed with green energy at the top. Also came the shades, they ha no legs, and they floated through the air, they had grotesque skeletal faces, and where hunched, and they also had long spindly arms. Clanking along behind them where the catapult like meat wagon, it had three metal blade like things in the front on the bottom, on the top where two pincer shaped pieces of metal, in the center was a revolving thing with small bumps on them, on the wheels at the side where blades, on the back was a catapult like thing, and there where numerous coffins in the center of it. Along with the meat wagons, came the obsidian statues, floating, shrine like constructs with a statue of a skeletal faced creature, with spikes on the head leading towards the neck. It was carrying flail like things that had black energy hovering around it, its back was like a centaurs, with black wings on it. There was the flapping of wings, and Illidan looked up to see the gargoyles, frost wyrms, and destroyers flying along with them. The destroyers where the living versions of the statues on the obsidian statues. The gargoyles had bat like faces and wings, they also had a long mullet of black hair, the gargoyles also had arms, and long tails, their bodies where skinny and their legs curved in like a birds, and their feet ended in long claws. The frost wyrms where skeleton dragons with ice like energy in their rib cages. Suddenly Dranor's voice brought him out of his thoughts, "Why can't we just crush them?" Illidan turned to him and said, "Don't worry I plan to crush them. I just want to see if they're stupid enough to make it easier." "So you're not going to keep your promise?" said Dranor, though this didn't surprise him. Illidan gave an evil grin and said "Wouldn't dream of it."
