From the Ashes Chapter 3: Return of the Dark Leviathan

It has been days since the defeat of Gardinas's Alliance army and the Blood Elves have never felt better. With his head held up high, Kael led his people even deeper into the frozen north. The nights grew colder and the days more harsh, but it would take more than just weather to break the spirits of these proud elves. It was not until five days after their victory that they finally reached their goal: the dark and corrupt Great Dragonblight.

The scent of rotting carrion still lingered in this scarred, ancient valley. Obviously dragons' hides do not decay as fast as mere mortals do. Nothing but the skeletal frames of dead dragons as far as the eye could see. The sight was enough to drive Kael's spine cold and shiver in fear. A clear path went straight down the middle of the wasteland and the Blood Elves took it to the very center of the graveyard. And there awaited the Naga, but something was wrong.

"Where is Lady Vadj?" asked Kael.

"I am ssorry Princcce Kael." hissed a Naga myrmidon. "But our lady hasss fallen to the Ssscourge."

"What?!" exclaimed Kael.

"Upon our arrival-" continued the myrmidon. "-we came across a legion of frosst wyrmss in thiss area. We became victoriouss jusst five days ago, but found Lady Vadj dead, frozzen to death by the breath of thosse acurssed wyrmss! She wass sso badly hindered that she iss currently ssealed within a crysstal prison. We have tried to releasse her, but it is very thick and cold."

"Do we have any idea as to what we must do now?" asked Kael.

"Yess." said a Naga siren. "All the Naga know what musst be done. You ssee, Princce Kael, we are but a ssmall fraction of the Naga racce. The resst of uss are ssealed away beneath the Maelsstrom, away from Lord Illidan'ss call. But before hiss death, Lord Illidan disscovered in some archivess the only forcce to destroy the Maelsstrom and awaken our brethren: the Dark Leviathan, Deathwing."

"What?!" Kael again exclaimed. "But that wretched and accursed dragon has been either dead or missing for years! Why would we wish to summon him?!"

"Becausse, dear princce." said the myrmidon. "Deathwing iss the only being sstrong enough to blow away the Maelsstrom. And legend ssayss that he will grant hiss ssaviorss one wish; any wish that hiss or her heart dessiress!"

"Hmmm..." said Kael. "Very well. How do we summon him?"

"You mean revive him." said a nearby siren. "Deathwing hass been dead all these yearss. Hiss final ressting placce iss in the Great Dragonblight. Hiss corpsse iss ssealed beneath the earth and we musst open hiss tomb."

"How do we do that?" asked Kael.

"By chanting the ancient, draconic language of the dragonflight, of coarsse."

"Interesting. I will leave that to the Naga summoners." said Kael. "What is the Scourge's status?"

"The Sscourge hass fled from our midsst and showss no ssign of retaliating."

"That leaves but one enemy: the Alliance forces."

"The 'Alliance'?" asked the siren. "Oh, you mean the human filth who attempted your people'ss exectution."

"Indeed. We fought them upon the same day you all fought the Scourge."
Kael turned to his people. His heart burned in sorrow for Lady Vadj's death. She was like an older sister to him, always there for him and ready to save him at the last moment. Then he remembered who they had to raise and his heart trembled with fear. Deathwing was the scourge of all life for many years, always killing and destroying. Willingly beseeching such an abomination from the dead would be madness for a human, but for a Blood Elf it would be the perfect act of revenge against the Alliance. The idea that Deathwing would grant him any wish, no matter how big, filled him with delight.

"My people!" Kael said to the Blood Elves. "We must make ready for the Alliance forces. We are to summon a being that will restore our people to its formed glory! But in order to do so we must ward off the pitiful humans from the summoning. Set encampments surrounding the Great Dragonblight. Kill off any non-elven or non-Naga creatures that cross our path!"

Hours later the summoning began. Ten Naga summoners surrounded an glowing obelisk and began their chant. It was a mixture of ghastly howls, roars, and song that became one. Such language was unheard for many centuries and was only told among the dragonflight. Only a few minutes after they began thier ritual did new events begin to arise. One by one Kael noticed an increase in the red and blue dragon population in the area. Slowly but surely an entire legion of dragons belonging to Alexstrasza's red dragonflight and Malygos's blue dragonflight surrounded the summoning site. They stared blindly at the ritual, sentinent and unmovable. Kael feared that the dragon swarm would attack without warning, but he did not wish to take chances and attack the seemingly peaceful dragons. For the next hour the Blood Elves and Naga waited with dread as the summoning continued and the number of dragons grew larger and larger.

It was about noon when the earth beneath them began to quake. Kael worried that the shaking would bring the dragonflight's wrath upon him and his warriors, but they continued to observe. Seconds later the ground beneath the ritual collapsed, creating a hole that engulfed an area the size of two football fields. The summoners fell in the event, but Kael felt that the summoning was complete and they had done a great good.

From the hole arose a giant figure that at first appeared in the shape of an egg. Like its dwelling, it was about the size of two football fields. It rose until it was obvious that it was floating in the air. It froze about two hundred feet above the ground. Its form was like that of a giant egg, but it was more like two giant, stone wings enveloping a giant vessel. It appeared to be made of stone. Everyone's heart grew cold and dark as they all gaze upon the gargantuan that they had released from Northrend's dark and untold depths.

"What now?" asked Kael.

"We wait." said the siren. "It iss Deathwing, but he hass been in death for sso long that hiss corpsse sstill remainss dormant."

"How much longer must we wait for him to awaken?" asked Kael.

"Exactly one hour." said the siren.

At that very moment all of the dragons took flight. They swarmed about the airborne vessel and then began circling it as if a tornado had engulfed it in its winds. Then they started hailing it with frost and fiery breath.

"What are they doing?!" exclaimed Kael. "They will ruin everything! Men! Shoot those abominations down from the skies!"

"No need." said the siren.

"Why not?" asked Kael.

"We already have all the help we will need." continued the siren.

Kael then noticed what the siren had spoke of. From the south a darkness engulfed the skies. The sun was blocked out of view and all was dark. After seconds of complete darkness the black clouds dispursted. Then Kael saw that it was not dark clouds that had come, it was Deathwing's malevolent desciples, the dragons of the black dragonflight! They too swarmed Deathwing's corpse, but instead attacked the other two dragonflight. The three grand legions flew from Deathwing and engaged in combat that one could only see once every millenia.

Each dragon fought with intensity and valor using only their claws, teeth, and breath as weapons against their foes. The black dragonflight well out numbered that of the allied red and blue dragonflight. But what they lacked in quantity most of them made up for in quality. It seemed like nothing could have stopped these ancient foes from their war.

For those who may not know, the red dragonflight and black dragonflight have been mortal foes since the dawn of time. They have never been at rest with each other and would do anything to see the other faction extinct.
As for the blue dragonflight, their numbers have dwindled thanks to the black dragonflight. In fact, most of the Great Dragonblight consists of skeletal remains of once proud blue dragons. Because of the black dragonflight's amazing power, the blue dragonflight have almost become extinct and now seek revenge against the sinister black dragons.

And then two streams of light (one red, one blue) hailed from the heavens and landed upon the battlefield. From the craters that were created came two beings whose presence gave away their identity. In Kael's midsts was the Dragonqueen, Alexstrasza and Malygos, lord of magic. As Kael gazed upon the two mighty titans, he looked back to the wise siren.

"Do you have any idea what brings the mighty Malygos and Alexstrasza?!" questioned a trembling Kael.

"Thiss new event iss unfamiliar to me." said the siren. "It appearss asss though we have triggered a cossmic event of ssome ssort. Otherwisse, thesse two great beingss would not be in thiss accurssed land."

That is it for Chapter 3! Hope you enjoyed it and the other chapters also! Please be sure to review my story more. I can't get any better at writing if I do not know my mistakes! (But please don't say anything about my grammer, that I can fix easily) And I am sorry for leaving you all in soooo much suspense (if you think ending at Malygos and Alexstrasza's sudden appearance is suspense) but Chapter 4 is on its way! Be seeing you!