WarCraftIII: The Last War: Book One

by AzNAndy

all i can tell you is that the battle is unfair untill the end. i hope you like it....im really bad at writing books i think...you might to, but please read it and tell me how it is please.

WarcraftIII: The Last War: Book One

The elves celebrated for their victory of the battle. "I'm proud of you all, very proud. Let us celebrate!!" screamed the demonhunter. "Tomorrow we will be at war again."

6:39 A.M

Footmen were everywhere, grunts were everywhere, ghouls were everywhere! The undead, the orcs, and the humans were crushing the night elf base; they were all allied to get revenge of the nightelves' victory. "Charge them!!!! Charge them good!!" "That means you, demon hunter!" screamed the revived arch mage. Ancient protectors stormed the frontline; the hard rocks killed the enemies.

"Damnit!! We might lose! Don't give up night elves, don't give up!!" "Keep fighting!!" cried the demon hunter. "Hahahahaha, just give up you nasty elves, just give up!" "You wont win this, you wont!" teased the arch mage.

The demon hunter looked worried, his eyes watery.

"Retreat! Retreat!" "You may have one this round, but you won't win this war!" "Retreat to the closest allied force!!" cried the demon hunter. The death knight used death coil on the demon hunter. "What! NOOOOOoOOOoooooOooooOOoooOOO----------------ugggggghhhh......" " The master is down, the master is down!!" cried an archer ..."Run you pesky little brats! Run!" cried a paladin. "What the fu---ughh...." There was a sharp, long pause when they heard him die... "You backstabbing fool! How could you backstab us???" The undead killed a paladin. The humans started to kill the undead. The orcs backstabbed the humans. Soon every race killed anyone besides their own race. It was all so confusing. Blood everywhere, bones, crushed bones scattered in the war zone.

"AARRUGGGHHH! DIE YOU FOOLS" cried the death lord. All you heared were axes, blades and fists clashing into each other. "Defend you footmen! Defend mode!" ordered the arch mage.

The undead and the humans had to retreat because they were no match for these orcs, the blade master was level 14 now. He was one strong hero. "Hahahahahah, looks like we won this one!" cried the blade master. "Head back home fellow orcs, head back home...." The blade master snickered as he remembered what the night elf had said, he only edited it a little tiny bit.