Dread Lord Chapter 11, a Warcraft + Naruto Crossover fanfic

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Dread Lord.

Chapter XI.

Shadowfang Keep.

Hidden from the prying eyes, former royal wizard of Gilneas and Archmage of the Dlaran, Arugal, was frantically seeking the answer to his question in his arcane tomes. Given a task by his king, he was adamant set on finding the weapon against the Scourge.

But he was failing in all his attempts.

He remembered the helplessness that he felt during the destruction of the Dalaran. Sheer might of the archdemon's spell terrified him to no end. And Scourge in his arms was nothing but an instrument of the Humanity's destruction.

But he still could do something about at least this certain instrument. And Arugal with zeal worthy of any religious fanatic, forgetting to sleep and eat, continued to search for decision of the Scourge problem.

And failed…. Again and again.

Despair was slowly consuming him and when he was on the edge of the breaking.

"You truly hate the Scourge that much?" asked the voice behind him.

Figure covered by the red wizard robes stood before him. Hood covered his head. Massive golden shoulder pads covered by the glowing green runes rested on his shoulders, armored chest plate, also in red and gold theme, protected his upper body.

Arugal couldn't see his face, but judging by the arms, where they weren't covered by the armor, unknown visitor was covered by fur. Strange, bone-like spikes seemed to grow from his back… or maybe they were part of armor? It was hard to tell, when he saw his vis-à-vis only from one point of view.

"What are you?" asked the Archmage.

"Decision that you seek." Answered him the figure. "I heard that you want to destroy the Scourge. Using, as you King stated, 'any means necessary, and possible'. I have such means, but are you willing to pay the price?"

"And what is the price?" asked Arugal.

Figure pulled off its hood, revealing the head of the fox.

"Everything that you have."

Forests of the Quel'Thalas. Sometime later.

Naruto looked at the forest of the Quel'Thalas from the height of his flying Necropolis. Damage from the army of undead was severe. But the forests and the earth itself made a first step to recovery with a help of dryads, who followed Lunara and made their home in the forests of Quel'Thalas.

Since currently he was in his lupine form, his long ears twitched, hearing the sound of the hooves. Moment later a pair of slender arms touched his back.

"I don't like the spikes." Stated Lunara. Naruto hmphed. Figures. Among his closest followers there were only two with hooves. And judging by the sound of it was someone heavy. Moreover, whenever Ma'ari seeks him out she never tries to be quit.

"Say whatever you wish about Gul'dan, but spikes are cool." Answered her young demon.

Dryad smiled.

"Sometimes you act so childish. I like that trait of yours." Said the daughter of Cenarius. "But pleasure stuff aside… Did Arugal took your bait?"

"Like a hungry fish. With a whole iron hook. Foll doesn't even understand with what kind of powers he is playing with. It is good that you told me about the worgen. Released from their prison in the Emerald Nightmare, they will spread the curse among the populace of the Gilneas and without a doubt, among them there will be those, who are not agreeing with the politics of the Glenn Greymane. Two birds with one stone, per se." said Naruto.

"Maybe…" sighed Lunara. "But there still a lot of work to do with local earth and forests. Especially earth. Necromancers filled her with energies that empowered the undead, while they are fighting on it. It will be hard to deal with their curse."

"We will work this over, Lunara. All as one. Like we always did." Answered Nathrezim, turning into his natural demonic form. "Now, if you will excuse me, I need to inspect my banshee crew on the shores of the Kalimdor."

Kalimdor. Several days later.

Jaina Proudmoore sat on the stone. She decided to take a moment of rest, away from her people and new allies to collect her thoughts. Recent months were like a horrible nightmare to her. At first the plague in the Lordaeron. Then Undead.

What happened turned her love, Arthas, into a monster. Grievous news came with hope, ship under the flags of Stormwind wasn't a great addition to her forces, but a promise to take her, with all refugees, if something will go wrong… That was something that she was glad to hear.

Moreover, the elves, who came with the Stormwind expedition were those, who escaped destruction of the Quel'Thalas and their commander Wraxxion had a lot of tactics that he taught to the forces under Jaina's command.

Vareesa… well she and female ranger were very similar at that was the starting of the great friendship.

Both of them were helped her greately, when she made an alliance with the Horde. Especially Wraxxion. His logic that all living must unite against the undead was taken by all commanders. Even the greatest orc-haters, like those from the Stormgarde.

Moreover… everything that happened, was due to the words of the Oracle…

"Please… Lady Jaina… don't think about that man. He is much more dangerous than you can even fathom." Said the deep mighty voice behind her.

Next moment Jaina was on her feet, preparing her staff and summoning the powerful water elemental to her aid.

Before her stood a demon. He was very similar, to the description that Arthas gave Mal'Ganis, the demon, who unleashed the magical plague upon the Stratholme. However, unlike Mal'Ganis this one had gold hair, and very similar facial features to that of a human.

"You… what do you want?" assuming, that if he had a lot of time to attack from behind and didn't do so, he came to speak, Jaina decided to ask her questions first. "And who are you?"

"If you will not mind, I wish for my name to remain a mystery to you." Demon smiled, showing his long fangs. "Mysteries does wonders for relationships and I want ours to be long and… productive."

"Productive?!" nearly screamed Lady Proudmoore. "Last time one of your kin did something 'productive' entire city of the Stratholme was destroyed and Arthas was turned into… into…"

"Please… Lady Jaina. Don't place me with the same ilk as the likes of my brother, Mal'Ganis. He never thought that making new additions to the Legion was a good thing. Moreover, he had these dreadful sideburns… bleh. I on the other hand have not only superior hairstyle, but also a superior mindset. And therefore I'm here, to give you absolutely free advice. No charging."

"Advice?" Jaina raised her brow. "What kind of advice?"

"The forest massive, where you are heading is known as Ashenvale and is inhabited by the kal'dorei." Started the demon. "They are race of zealous fanatics and dogmatists. They will try to kill you just like they did with the users of the Arcane magic, who fled to the Eastern Kingdoms, to create, much later the Kingdom of Quel'Thalas. However, you are also an Arcane mage. They will you as something heretical. Do not try to use diplomatic means. They will meet you with arrows, don't think that the sheer fact that they are elves will change something. Many demons also have pointed ears."

"And you tell me this…" said Jaina.

"You will not believe into the fact that I just decided to help the damsel in distress? No? Thought so. Technically speaking… You are my safeguard. I need someone to have an amount of trust in me. Someone in power I fear that whatever will happen during the new crusade of Lord Archmonde will end badly for both sides. Therefore, I'm starting a diplomatic dialogue… with someone, who will at least think about my words." Answered her demon.

"And why do you think that I will do something like this?" asked him Jaina.

"Because you are a mage, dear. This is in your nature. And when you will think about everything you will not be able to tell about our meeting to the allies that you made and your people, who follow you. Time will be lost. And if you will decide to tell them about everything the instant you will come to the camp… well, some unfortunate rumors may start. That the head of the Alliance expedition is some sort of warlock in disguise."

Jaina sighed and closed her eyes for a moment. Demon was right. With fear of dark mages and their demonic masters, Jaina feared that some sort of Inquisition may be created. And its adepts will bring countless people to the stakes, to burn them out of fear that they were communicating with warlocks and other demonic ilk. Or just to silence them because they knew too much. It happened before and it will happen again.

"Just think about my words." Once again said the demon and when Jaina raised her head, he wasn't in front of her anymore.

"Lady Jaina?" she turned to see Vereesa and Wraxxion. "Training I see?" asked the elder elf, implying the elemental and the ice spell in her hands.

"Just too many grim thoughts, Wraxxion." Answered Jaina dissolving the spell. "I wanted to get out some steam, by practicing my spells. Unfortunately, it didn't help."

Elder elf saw that young sorceress didn't want to tell them the real reason of her war-ready mood, so he decided to let it slide and changed the topics to a reason he sought Jaina for.

"Our men are ready and orc warchief wishes for our help in dealing with those pig-like creatures that occupied the only path possible for our armies to take." Elf smiled cruelly. "Not that they need it actually, but the young warchief actually understand the meaning of the word 'teamwork'."

Jaiana sighed. What demon said was indeed true. She cannot share her knowledge, given by the demon with her allies, at least now. She calmed herself and walked to the united camp of the Horde and Alliance.

She had a lot of work to do. Especially now, when even local elves were revealed to be enemies.

Meanwhile. With Naruto. Underground tunnels under Ashenvale.

Young demon thought about his meeting with sexy blonde sorceress and smiled. Actually he was there, to create an obstacle on the path of the Horde and Alliance. Pig-like humanoids suited this goal well. Basic mental spell multiplied by the instincts of said creatures, to protect their territory, and Alliance alongside with the Horde was stopped in their tracks.

Meanwhile, without Thrall, Hellscream will definitely do something stupid. And Mannoroth will be a fool if he will not use this opportunity to renew the blood pact.

But this will happen much, much later, right now he needed to be prepared to next part of the operation. When Lord Archmonde summoned the Nathrezim to proceed with the ritual on the Skull of Gil'dan, to turn it into the mobile Fel/Necro energy station, Naruto placed inside the skull some information about the rituals of high demonization.

Something that Illidan Stormrage will need later and something that he can ask for, in future. Having someone as powerful as this demon hunter in his debt was very profitable for Naruto.

Moreover, he will deal with Tichondrius, clearing the path for Naruto, to the position of the Main Nathrezim. Without Tichondrius and later, Anetheron, it will be a battle between him and Mephistroth.

And Naruto will be ready to take the position from the cowardly bureaucrat, who Mephistroth was. Personally, if needed.

He turned to his left and ghost of the elven sorceress appeared near him.

"Lady Malai." Bowed he greeting his agent in Ashenvale. "How is operation progressing? Do your sisters enjoy their new bodies?"

"Everything goes according to your plans, my Lord." Answered banshee. "My sisters execute orders without any kind of fault… except that one time when one of them was hurrying and let her personal feelings and desires to once again have a body to control her."

"That's why I ordered you to choose your followers carefully, today we will make preparations, but later there aren't supposed to be any kind of failure!"

Operation that he started was simple. Even among the Night Elves there were those, who agreed with everything that their oh so great rulers did during their reign, especially the fact that beautiful half of the Night Elves was left without their husbands and sons.

Those Night elves, if there was nothing to blame them in, were sent to the borders of the Ashenvale, where they were monitored by sentinels under the direct control of Shandris or Tyrande herself. Those, who were found somehow guilty, after some farce of the court, were sent into their underground cell, where always watchful Maiev, didn't let them go anywhere.

At least alive.

So when such villages started to disappear, nobody cared.

Of course, only thing that mattered were the sentinels, who disappeared alongside them.

In truth they were possessed by the banshees and it were them, in the bodies of the sentinels, who were responsible for the disappearance of the several elven villages. But everything was just the repetition before the main event.

Right now, hidden in the tunnel, Naruto and Malai looked how the pair of night elf females appeared from another tunnel. In their own tunnels, and without always watching Maiev, her Wardens, let themselves to slack a bit.

Appearance of the two ghosts, right from the earth, in front of them, certainly wasn't something that they expected.

Ten seconds later two banshees, in bodies of the Wardens, knelt before the Nathrezim and Lady Malai.

"How do you feel yourself?" asked Naruto, inspecting the two elves, for any sign of struggle against the original owners of the bodies.

"Impressive." Said the first. "Energy of the Nordrassil fills every fiber of this body. I had never felt anything like this before."

"And the original owners?" asked the demon.

"They are afraid. Do not worry, my Lord, they may be older, but we are more powerful in needed disciplines than them." Answered the second. "They will not be a problem."

"Great. But even then, we will need to minimalize any chance of their return. After we will turn this prison into our temporary stronghold, I, or one of my necromancers, will stabilize your condition, effectively banishing the original owners of these bodies, and making these bodies completely yours."

His agents in the enemy's camp nodded their heads, agreeing with his thoughts, these weren't their bodies but it was preferable change.

Compared to other banshees in the service of the Scourge… They were even lucky.

Arathi Highlands. Kingdom of Stromgarde. Newly created Keep of Companions.

Finnall Goldensword looked how the stone walls of the keep slowly grew higher. Too slow to her tastes. Their keep. Located to the north, between the Circles of the Outer and Inner Binding, was slowly growing in size and suffered from the several problems. Even if they had enough provision for themselves and had really good ammunition, local militia that consisted from the former villages were unprepared for such type of the conflict. Since most of the skilled warriors were redeployed to the Stromgarde Keep, and under orders of the king took most of the provision with themselves, local people were left defenseless and without food, before the face of their enemy, and soon ogres took even their homes from them.

Unlike them, ogres of the Boulderfist clan, had only one problem: food. It started because of their numbers, and the leaders of the clans decided to solve it, using the nearby human settlements as food supply.

Of course, most of the times they just raided the towns and villages, but several times they even ate the citizens.

Finnall caught herself on sighing, it was slowly turning into the habit. Since they signed their deal with the Trollbane, there were nothing but bad news. Right now, small squads of the ogres, mostly poorly weaponized hunters, were spotted to the north from the Boulderfist Hall, sneaking near the ruins of the internment camp.

They may try to turn them into one of their keeps or fortified camps in the future, but right now… Finnall was certain that they will crush the forces of Stromgarde first. She also felt, with her six sense that let her live through countless battles that there was something more to it, than simple attack launched on the human kingdom by another ogre, troll or orc clan.

No there was something else. Something darker, sinister. Something that they had yet to see. And Finnall hoped, that they will not see it. Whatever it was.

Halkegenia. Tristaine. Royal Castle.

Hinata was training, once again repeating katas, showed to her, by Taliossa. Recently, with all kind of troubles, created to her, by the young princess' two tutors, she found herself too tense. It wasn't healthy to always be in such condition, but even the slightest relaxation with these two witches may lead to her own death. They needed her out of picture, for their own twisted reason.

Hinata never cared about it and just tried to find a way to deal with situation. Training gave her relaxation, not physical, no, she relaxed mentally, at this time, while she practiced her dance of death, she wasn't caring about the world around her, and her mind was in blissful state of combined oblivion and relaxation.

Demonic teachings always had strange effects on other beings.

But at these moments other eyes looked at her. Assassins summoned by the lilim sisters, were already here, in the castle. They slipped in, impersonating nobles and personnel and no one had any questions to them. Everything was already in order.

Druella took care of it. All that the demonic trio needed was to wait till the assassins will deal with their target.

Thus the first assassin decided to try her luck, while Hinata was on her private, training grounds. She hid near the castle wall and using the metal claws on her gloves, silently moved to the perfect position that she noticed, while she inspected the training grounds before.

Arc, that covered the entrance to the palace, was wide enough, for the assassin to stood on. She slowly prepared herself to the jump, gathering strength in her legs and arms. With her kunai already in arms and covered in poison beforehand, she was ready to use the only chance that she had, to deal with the princess' bodyguard.

Assassin continued to look after Hinata, she was planning this operation for along time, she also knew that she will need several seconds to reach her target, that means that she will need tump, when Hinata will be finishing one of her katas, if her memory served her right she will raise her swords and show her back for a second…

And finally that moment came. She jumped into the air and focused all her attention on the girl before her. Just as she thought, Hinata turned her back to her, and poisoned kunai pierced her shoulders.

Only for her to disappear, with silent poping sound, leaving only a log stubbed by two kunai.

"Kawarimi?" thought assassin.

"trying to kill me with ordinary poison kunai?" asked Hinata, who stood near the wall, in her battle attire. "It was nearly insulting, kunoichi-san. Especially when I was expecting the attack from these bitches nearly any moment."

It was supposed to drive you to the edge." Said the kunoichi in front of Hinata. Now young Hyuuga managed to see her enemy properly, not that she hadn't seen her hiding in shadows or her chackra signature, no.

She was finally able to see her under the light. Before her stood the young kunoichi, with short purple hair, some sort of the red material covered her body like a glove, but judging by the fact that on some parts of the costume red paint was destroyed, revealing some kind of metal under it, she wore some sort of armor.

Mask covered the lower part of her face, hiding everything under her eyes. Small tanto was attached to her belt, and judging by the fact, how casually she wore it, she was more than efficient with it in battle. Her breasts were either tightly wrapped, or still haven't grown.

Either way, Hinata cannot grasp the age of her opponent, only the fact that she smelled like female, due to her amplified sense of smell.

"I should have thought that the enemy that my Mistresses need to remove from their sight, cannot be a usual target. But to think that there is actually one of us… Why do resist the rule of the Demonic Queen, sister? Surely, those who sent you here, to stop Mistresses from succeeding in their mission, never bothered to tell you even how dangerous the mission shall be. So… why resist? Join us."

Hinata just scoffed and prepared her swords. "I don't know what kind of nonsense, you are blabbing about, but I will get it out of you… in the castle's dungeons."

Golden projectiles of the kunai, hit the place where Hinata stood second ago.

"Impressive mastery of the chackra energy and form manipulation." Said she.

"Chakra? What the hell is it? This is one of the eastern magic arts that are taught in Zipangu." Answered to Hinata purple haired kunoichi.

"I do not know what your Zipangu is…" started Hinata as she activated her demonic powers, for a brief moment turning into the shivarra. "But I will educate you about the powers of the other worlds and trust me these lessons will not be pleasant!"

Sometime later.

Beaten and chained form of the unknown kunoichi lied on the bed in the Hinata's quarters.

"She was rather stubborn." Filled her ears the whispering of the Taliossa. "we will need to restore the energy. She will be sufficient… at least for the tantric one."

Hinata scoffed. "Let us think about the other things first. How shall we control her? Shall we dispose of her or not? And finally, how shall we deal with other assassins that these bitches had sent after us?"

"while you will gather the energy from her, her mind will be weakened from the drain, so I can easily brainwash her."

"You will manage this?"

"I'm not one of those shivarras, who is purely focused on the pleasures of flesh and clouding of the minds, but basics are very simple and they were taught to all shivarras. With everything that I told you about done, she will be an easy win."

Meanwhile, the kunoich slowly returned to her senses. And the first thing that she managed to see was Hinata.

"P-please… my lady, I didn't know that one of the nobles started the hassle with the royal fraction. Otherwise, my clan wouldn't have taken this request, fight between demons is something that we try to not get into… Please, if we can…"

Hinata sighed and raised her hand into the air. Black smoke covered her body, when it dissolved, her attire changed to the black dominatrix one. She moved her left hand to the said and in her open palm, from the black mist appeared the black whip.

"I think that you are not understanding your position quite well… Let me show you your place." Said Hinata rising her whip.

First scream filled the night in royal castle, but due to the silencing spells that were placed on Hinata's chambers, no one heard it. And others that followed it.

Tunnels under the Ashenvale.

Naruto, in his temporary headquarters, received magical reports from his different spies and minions. Several weeks ago, he appeared in these tunnels for the first time. Back then in this large cage was only some sort of a slime on the stones.

Right now, cleansed and hidden with powerful magic, with table and several chairs. Alongside the massive candles, it started to remind the place of study of some monk or hermit.

However…

"My Lord!" one of the banshees under his command entered his cave. "Legion attacked the eastern Ashenvale!"

"Finally." Said young Nathrezim, rising from his seat. "Tyrande will come here soon. She will try to save Illidan. Help her, but try to not get under eyes of demon hunter, he may be blind, but he sees better than anyone in this world."

"And if he will notice something, when, perhaps Tyrande will force us to fight the prison guards?" asked banshee.

"Then tell them, who you are." Answered her Nathrezim. "Tell him, that High Elves still remember the name of their savior."

Banshee nodded and left with a slight bow, leaving Naruto alone, to once again check his plans.

At the same moment Master Celestia, one of the banshees, now in the new body of the night elf, dressed in the mantle of Arcane Mage, entered the cave.

"Still getting used to your new body? And also using some cosmetics?" asked her Nathrezim, seeing that she changed the facial features of her new body, to resemble those, that she had before. "You look better, by the way. That purple skin… gives you some strange mystery-like aura."

She smiled.

"And here I thought that Nathrezim are known for their silver tongues." Said the sorceress.

"If we were alone, in my chambers, I would have gladly shown you some skills that my silver tongue learnt during my university days, under Lady Circea personal guidance." Answered her Nathrezim.

"Circea?" the fact that her cheeks turned into darker shade of purple, didn't go unnoticed by the young demon. "One of the High Succubus? "

"Oh…" said Nathrezim. "I see…"

Only quick teleportation saved him from the incarnation of female wrath that Celestia turned into.

Hinterlands. About the same time.

Sharak'Jin looked at the army that was entrusted to him, then he turned his glowing eyes into the direction of the Hinterlands.

Not many knew about this, but here, was decided the fate of the Second War. During the fight near the capital, Orgrim lacked only several squads of the loyal warriors, to turn the tide of battle to his favor. But Gul'dan took his warlocks and ogres, forcing Orgrim to send several orc clans to subdue and punish the prideful warlock, Zul'jin stayed in Quel'Thalas and got his ass kicked, without the support of the Horde.

And when Orgrim retreated from the capital, he had found out about the defeat of the clans in the inner lands. There were no reinforcements for him and unlike Horde, which was forced to retreat, Alliance command had regrouped their forces and with freshly reinforcements they had finally managed to deal with the Horde.

But that was history, and their stories were just about to be written, and unlike Orgrim, Sharak'Jin will not commit the same mistakes. Unlike Orgrim, Sharak'Jin decided to remade the abandoned Quel'Danil lodge.

During the Second War, this Lodge helped the Alliance to cut the Horde's logistic lines, and destroy their keep on the Skulk Rock.

Of course, neither of these strategical points will be wasted during the watch of Sharak'Jin. He was planning to take all significant strategic points in the Hinterlands. Shadra'Alor, Altar of Zul, Jintha'Alor. He will rebuild all these keeps, and the rich soil of Hinterlands, still not touched by the necro energies, will be under control of his Master's Empire, giving him the so needed place, for his alive subjects to live.

All this the High lich thought, while his forces were attacking the temple of Shadra'Alor. Good for nothing walls and the poor excuse for gates, didn't stop the might of the undead army, moreover very few survived the wrath of the still living elves, who were taken with the forces of undead into the crusade to Hinterlands.

Attack started at midnight and several hours later it has ended. Some of the trolls managed to run, but Sharak'JIn wanted them to run. Senses and knowledge of the Zul'Jin told him where they will go.

Altar of Zul.

Just where he wanted them to go.

"How is our plan progressing?" cold and mighty voice would have made nearly anyone jump right on the place. But Sharak'Jin was nearly a continuation of his powerful Master, thus he just slowly turned to him.

"Temple of Shadra is ours. Everything is prepared according to your instructions." Answered him archlich.

"Good." Show me the way." Said the Nathrezim, and he followed his undead General.