Family Vengeance

Viraleth bowed her head to Sylvanas and Athrodar as they left for Orgrimmar, smiling at the Princess who let go of her father after they shared a big hug. "When I come back, I will continue to teach you some Death Knight abilities, okay?"

"Okay!" The Princess replied, already excited for his return. "I can't wait!"

Athrodar left the room, leaving just Sylvanas who now hugged the Princess. "We'll be back soon okay? Don't go getting yourself into trouble whilst we're gone."

"I'm not a child, mother." Victoria laughed, having Sylvanas squeeze her tightly.

"No, but you will always be my little Princess." Sylvanas brushed a thumb across her cheek, kissing her forehead. "I love you."

"I love you too, mom." Victoria watched Sylvanas leave and catch up to Athrodar, spinning around and facing Viraleth who stood beside Sera. "So, we're alone now."

"Are we?" Viraleth nodded to her right and at Sera who raised an eyebrow at her. "You seem to be forgetting the twelve guards around you and Nathanos."

Sera watched the Princess make her way to the throne, sitting down on it and looking up to her. "You two know I was joking when I said you would be great together, right?"

"Well, you were just very convincing that we just had to try it out." Victoria grinned at the Guard Captain. "You don't need to worry about Viraleth, I trust her."

Viraleth sighed and lowered her head. "I'm right here."

"And you should be closer." Victoria said, beckoning her over. "Right by my side."

"It amazes me how much you sound like the woman who adopted you." Viraleth moved closer to her. "She said the same thing to Athrodar constantly."

Nathanos noticed a steady stream of Forsaken coming down the long corridor to the throne room. "My Lady, since your parents aren't here, you're in charge."

"I know, Nathanos." Victoria said, looking over to the corridor and noticing the approaching Forsaken. "Oh..."

Sera grinned as the Princess sunk down on the throne, clearing her throat to get her attention. "Sit up, my Lady."

"Sit up my Lady..." She mocked, glancing up at the Night Elf and lowering her head at her raised eyebrow. "Sorry..."

Viraleth shook her head, rolling her eyes. "What have I got myself in to."

Ten minutes passed by and Victoria was already getting bored of ruling, propping her head up with her hand and staring at Viraleth who was dealing with a situation. "It's rude to stare, Princess." Nathanos whispered to her.

"It's also rude to interrupt." She whispered back to him, watching Viraleth continue to handle the situation he was given. "Don't you have some citizens to help?"

"We're almost done for now, my Lady." Nathanos told her.

"Good, because I want to go train later with Wilfred or Alonso before Athrodar comes home."

"I'm afraid that's not going to happen." Genn said, sending forward several Worgen who burst into the throne room.

Before most of the Royal Guards had time to react, the Worgen had already knocked over or captured the guards and advisors. Viraleth pulled out her sword but was hit by a swiping paw and having a claw puncture her waist.

Victoria stood up when she saw Viraleth struggle to pull herself up, reaching for her sword that she left by the throne, but was hit over her head by the hilt of Genn's sword, being lifted up over his shoulder.

"Fall back!" He yelled, parrying Nathanos' sword followed by Sera's sword. "Kill all who follow!"

Viraleth watched Genn leave with Victoria, picking herself up, followed by her sword and holding onto her waist, staggering out the throne room whilst the rest of the guards were still battling with the Worgen.

By the time Viraleth had reached the Apothecarium, she saw Genn disappear into Undercity. "Victoria!" She yelled, watched two Worgen turn around and double back to fight her.

The Dark Ranger-General killed the first Worgen with ease, but was too distracted with pulling her sword out of its chest that she was swiped by the second Worgen, having another claw puncture her.

She began to pick herself up, being kicked several feet backwards into a room, sitting slumped over in the corner as she saw her blood flow from her wounds. Looking up at the Worgen standing over her, she patiently waited for the final blow.

Only, the Worgen quickly ran away as the sound of both Sylvanas and Athrodar could be heard, walking back from the Mage's Quarter and towards the throne room.

Whilst Viraleth sat bleeding out, Victoria was coming to from her head injury, finding herself in the forests of Silverpine, hands and legs bound whilst her mouth was gagged. "Keep going. We're retreating into Gilneas and stealing a Horde ship."

"My King, what about Varian?"

Genn looked down at the Banshee Princess who was looking around the best she could from her position. "He will see that we have another option. Peace in exchange for their daughter."

"They're catching up." One of the Worgen reported to Genn, making the Worgen King pick up the Princess and throw her over his furry, Worgen arm.

"Let's get moving. We're safe the moment we take a ship."

The Princess bounced up and down on the shoulder of the Worgen King, looking around at the pack of Worgen rushing through the forest. She thought she would be scared, but she knew her parents were looking for her. She would be saved.

Sylvanas, Athrodar and their Royal Dark Rangers rode through Tirisfal and entered Silverpine, following the bodies of Worgen, forsaken and the arrows stuck in the trees, catching up to Alonso and Wilfred who stood in the middle of ten Worgen corpses.

"What happened!" Sylvanas demanded, pulling her skeletal steed to a stop in front of them.

"The Worgen snuck into Undercity, my Lady." Alonso told her, looking over to Wilfred. "They ambushed us whilst the Princess and advisors were captured along with some of the Royal Guard. I only just caught up to the group with Wilfred bound up in rope."

"Where were they all heading?" Athrodar asked him, pulling his Deathcharger around and sitting beside his Queen.

"Further south, towards Gilneas."

Athrodar watched Sylvanas kick her mount into action once more, all ten Royal Rangers following her. "Bring him back to the necromancers in Undercity, we'll take it from here."

Sylvanas caught up to Nathanos, Sera and the rest of the Royal Guards, the Captain inspecting each one. "Sera, what happened?"

"I don't know, my Queen. We were in the throne room with the Princess, taking over for you when the Forsaken had problems for us. Next thing I know we were attacked by the Worgen, they got into the city and out without us even noticing."

Sylvanas looked down at the injured Royal Guards and advisors that Sera stood over, not finding her daughter amongst them. "How did they take her? Why weren't you protecting her?"

"We were overrun quickly, my Lady. Viraleth tried to get to her, but was knocked back as soon as it started. I haven't seen her since." Sera looked amongst the Royal Rangers on their mounts. "Have you?"

"She's being looked after by the necromancers, she took a couple of puncture wounds and was clinging on to life." Sylvanas looked south and towards Gilneas. "Take them all back, leave Genn to us." She looked over to Athrodar as he raced passed them, turning her mount around. "Kill any other Worgen you come across."

By the time they hit Greymane Wall, Athrodar slowed his pace when he heard distant howls behind it. "They're waiting for us." He told Sylvanas, looking over to her. "Let me go first." Sylvanas nodded and followed him in, then Clea and Seliana with the rest of the Royal Rangers behind them.

The blue glow from Athrodar's sword lit up their group, both warning their enemies of his presence and informing Genn that they were near. As they strode through Gilneas atop their mounts, some of the Dark Rangers could see a Worgen or two watching them from the forests every now and then.

"They're not attacking." Clea said, gripping onto the hilt of her blade and continuing to scan the area. "But they are following us."

"Good." Athrodar said, looking forward the whole time. "Gives me more heads to take as trophies."

Sylvanas held onto her bow tightly the further in they got, keeping an arrow nocked in place but not drawing it back. "The port is nearby." She told Athrodar who nodded, engulfing the head of her arrow in shadow magic. "Peace is forever off the table."

"Understood." Athrodar said, glancing over to his left and spotting the pack of Worgen following them from afar. "Prisoners?"

"We take none." Sylvanas told them. "But we will send the High King his pet's head as a message." She looked back at the Rangers behind her. "Nobody touches our family."

They all nodded, repeating her last sentence. "Nobody touches our family."

"Put her in the cabin and guard her." Genn told the four guards with him. "The Banshee Queen will be here soon and I want her shipped away if things take a turn."

Victoria tried to fight and struggle as she was picked up by one of the Worgen, giving up when she put up virtually no resistance. Her belief that she would be rescued was slowing fading as the growing inevitability of being shipped off to the Alliance as a prisoner crept in.

When she was thrown into the cabin and left alone as the guards all stood outside, she began to feel increasingly scared as the minutes passed by and there were no sounds of fighting, even shedding a tear or two as she feared the worst.

Genn stood on the deck of the ship, watching his Worgen drag off the slain Horde members and either throw them into the water or pile them up on the docks. "Pick up the pace, boys! We could avoid a fight if you hurry up."

The Gilnean King looked over to the forest and the approaching blue glow of Athrodar's sword, followed by the many red eyes and one set of intensely glowing blue eyes as the Horde party came into view.

"Push them all in the water! They're here!" Genn climbed up the steps to the helm of the ship, watching Athrodar climb down from his mount and slay the first two Worgen with ease.

Sylvanas and her Dark Rangers climbed off their mounts next, letting loose arrow after arrow into the Worgen and quickly thinning out their numbers.

"Forget the bodies, get on the ship and lower the sails!"

Athrodar glared at the Gilnean King who was instructing his Worgen to flee from the fight. "Push forward! Take the ship before they sail away!"

Sylvanas watched the sails drop down and almost instantly get hit by the wind, pushing the ship forward slowly. "We're not going to make it..." She muttered, dodging a sword and plunging one of her long knives into the Worgen's neck.

Athrodar had came up with the same conclusion as the ship had almost left the dock and they weren't even on it yet. "No!" He yelled, looking back to his Deathcharger and whistling to get its attention.

Sylvanas' heart broke as the ship left the docks and was too far away to reach, falling onto her knees and letting out an anguished scream. Both groups of Royal Rangers surrounded her and shot all the Worgen remaining on the docks with arrows.

Clea watched Athrodar ride off towards the docks on his Deathcharger, glancing down to Sylvanas who was on the verge of breaking down. She was torn between responsibilities, looking after her Queen or following Athrodar as she was his Captain.

The decision was made for her however when Athrodar's mount began to create a path of frost underneath its hooves when it ran on the water. "My Lady, she may not be gone."

Sylvanas looked up to Clea then over to Athrodar who was chasing after the ship from atop his Deathcharger, the rest of the Rangers giving her a clear view as they moved out the way.

"My King, incoming! From behind the ship!"

Genn ran to the back of the ship, looking at the Death Knight catching up to them atop his mount. "Archers!" He yelled, looking back at the archers running towards him. "Take him out!"

Victoria looked up at the ceiling as the sound of many footsteps made the wood groan and creak. She heard Genn yell at the archers to let loose another volley, looking towards the door when one set of boots began to walk from the helm, down the steps and onto the deck before stopping outside her door.

When it burst open, she began to kick and scream though it was all for naught as she was still bound by ropes and had a gag in her mouth, stopping her from talking. She was held in the middle of the deck just as a wave of ice froze the ship in place, making everyone collapse as the ship suddenly stopped.

Being the first to get back up, Genn picked up the Princess and held her in front of him, taking out a pistol from his coat and pointing it at the back of her head, waiting for Athrodar to climb onto the ship.

"The last time we were both in Gilneas, I told you I would take something from your Queen that meant a lot to her." He cocked the hammer back on his gun when Athrodar drew the arrow back that was nocked on his bow. "I meant you at the time, but she will do nicely."

"Honey, look at me." Athrodar said softly, trying to keep her calm as she was terrified. "Remember what your mother told you? About the best way to hide from the ambassadors?

Victoria looked at him through her watery eyes, nodding her head slightly as she remembered their golden rule.

"Good." Athrodar said, smiling at her and looking back to Genn who had just one eye showing as he stood behind the Princess. "I'm going to need you to hide from the ambassadors."

Victoria ducked the moment he finished talking, making Genn fire his pistol the same time Athrodar let loose an arrow, both of them being hit by each other's projectile. She crouched down and barged into Genn to knock him off his feet, allowing Athrodar the gather his footing and nock a second arrow into place.

"Honey, get behind me." He said, sweeping his foot across the deck the moment she crawled to him, unable to stand up on her own. As he swept his foot across the deck, the entirety of the Worgen army was frozen in place, save for Genn.

The old Worgen laughed, pulling the arrow out of his shoulder and looking up at Athrodar who swapped his bow for his sword. "Do it, let me be with my son."

Athrodar gripped his coat and pulled him up, plunging his sword deep into the Gilnean King's chest. "This isn't a gift. I am going to take your head so you will never see him."

Genn widened his eyes as Athrodar pulled out one of his long knives, walking around the Gilnean King and cleanly slicing into his throat, decapitating his head within a few back and forth slices. "Nobody threatens my family." He whispered to the head of the old Worgen, throwing it on to the patch of ice beside his Deathcharger.

Victoria sat on her knees, moving her arms around to Athrodar as he walked over to her, crying into his chest when he knelt down and hugged her. "It's okay, you're safe."

She felt the gag around her mouth become loose before it was taken off, allowing her to whisper her thank you's to him. "I don't know what happened." She told him, wiping away a few of her tears when he pulled back to look at her.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter now, I'm here." He began to untie her hands, throwing the rope away and having her hug him tightly.

Victoria pulled back when she felt a wetness on her hands. "You're hurt." She said, looking at the bullet wound on his arm.

"It's nothing. I have had worse." He placed his hands on her face, brushing his thumbs across her cheeks. "We're going to look in to how they got in to the city, both your mother and I."

"Where is she?" Victoria asked after looking around the ship.

"Back on land. They were sailing away before we even got to you and I had to act quickly." Athrodar put his knife to the rope binding her legs, quickly cutting it off and helping her stand up. "Get to my mount, I need to do a few things here.

Victoria climbed down from the ship and on to the Deathcharger below her, waiting for Athrodar to return to her. He made his way to the gunpowder kegs below deck, kicking them over and lighting a torch, throwing it near the gunpowder and climbing to the deck before jumping off the ship.

Victoria watched him pick up Genn's head and put it in one of the bags on his mount before climbing on and sitting behind the Princess. "Time to return home."

Sylvanas watched everything happen before her eyes, the large frozen patch of ice that stopped the ship and now the same ship being set alight, followed by the Deathcharger galloping towards them.

Clea and Seliana helped the Banshee Queen up onto her feet, watching her walk towards Athrodar and Victoria and hugging the latter when she climbed off the mount and ran to her. "My baby, my sweet, sweet baby."

Victoria hugged her tightly as they both fell to their knees, crying into her chest as Sylvanas stroked her hair. "I was so scared... I didn't want to be taken prisoner."

"Shhh, it's okay." Sylvanas whispered, kissing her cheek. "It's okay, we wouldn't let that happen."

Clea walked over to Athrodar who pulled Genn's head out of the satchel on his Deathcharger. "What, the body too heavy for you?"

Athrodar smirked at her. "No. He wanted to see his son again in the afterlife." He held the head up to her. "So I denied him the ability to see."

"That's cold... But I would have done the same." Clea looked over to both Banshee's still holding onto each other. "She was losing her mind at a rapid pace the further the ship sailed."

"And I was becoming increasingly angered." Athrodar looked back at his Captain. "And I hadn't felt as alive as I did freezing that ship in place since Northrend."

Clea raised an eyebrow at him. "Is that good or bad?"

"I don't know." He sighed and looked over to both Sylvanas and Victoria. "But what I do know is, I am going to want to find that high again soon."

"I suppose that's what the Alliance soldiers are for." Clea looked back to Athrodar. "Your little playground for death."

Athrodar chuckled, shaking his head. "That may be the case soon. Sylvanas will want to launch an attack on the Alliance any day now as a warning shot."

Clea looked back to the two Banshees. "Those poor bastards don't know what's going to hit them."