Hey guys! Yeah I know. I'm redoing chapter two. But it's because I saw a better story line :D so give it a chance, but if you don't like it let me know. And I'd like one review please :3 enjoy :D
Sylvanas' crimson eyes scored over her army with hallow pride. It was all she could muster given her current state of body limitations and the dark depression that nipped away at her last strands of sanity. The dread lords stood firm beside her as she pondered over their next strike. Sylvanas cast an un-seen glance at the demons, knowing that the hour of their rebellion against her would soon toll. She could taste their anticipation to have her under their command, much like that of which Arthas once held over her. She suppressed her need to laugh at their futile visions. She would never be over thrown, and she would never be bested by the likes of the dreadlords. And to sever their plans at the root, she had come to a harmless decision. She turned her full gaze to the more calm of the two dark beings and gave her final test in the command.
"Prove your loyalty to me alone Dreadlord." She swung her piercing gaze to the second confused dreadlord. "kill him."
the elder dreadlord felt many emotions cross his face, and where it came to a halting stop at disbelief.
"My Lady….Why…..?"
"It is my final test." She said as simply as ice.
Gazing at his brethren, the dreadlord advanced upon the younger lord.
"Brother, please WAI-"
His pleading breath was caught off by the dark energy, rushing into his very heart and stopping it cold. The young dark lord fell to the damp ground, his body disappearing in a storm of green flames.
Sylvanas beamed at her servant, proud of his loyalties.
"I am pleased to know you understand where you loyalties lie dreadlord"
His dark eyes swept over her. Containing within them raging storms of hate and vengeance.
"Of course, My Lady." He practically sneered.
Sylvanas could sense the newborn revenge and its coming storm. But the what this rising danger, there would come aftermaths, that even a master strategist like Sylvanas could never plan for.
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Confused sky eyes gazed around her surroundings, taking in the underground city before her. The Cobble stones beneath her small feet made every sound upon them intensify, become the echo of disturbance within the quiet city. She longed to feel the stone walls to test their textures. Her young hands where growing pained from the binding spell upon her little wrists. Her captor, a demon, gazed back her and chuckled. His deadly voice rang out in to stone walls with such pure venom, that Sela was surprised it didn't melt the ancient wall.
"She'll come for you and I shall kill her to avenge my brother. And if she manages to kill me I'll take you with me." His deadly laugh chilled the world around Sela. Her body began to quake with terror, and she flinched when she her a battle cry of an orc ring faintly nearby. And then the very ground above roared with sounds of war, rumbling and shaking with every cannon blast, and battle cry.
The dreadlord smirked with vile triumph.
"THE UNDERCITY IS MINE! YOUR ATTEMPTS ARE FUTILIE"
He roared in a multi-toned voice, addressing an unseen audience. Apart from the song of war playing out violently above, she picked up the faintest sound. Though she couldn't be sure, it sounded like the fast and elegant footsteps of her Aunt Veereesa. And the thick of maybe an orc. But that didn't matter her aunt was here and she would save her. She smiled lethally at the dreadlord's back. The footsteps were almost to the inner chamber. Selaerosona's gaze locked onto the door, waiting for her aunt to race through and cast her arrow into her Sela's captor.
The vile demon spoke to her, laughing at the thoughts of her savior.
" Selareosona, no one is coming to save you. Not your aunt, your uncle, no one. This battle will end with my victory. And this day will be drenched in your blood."
Sela screamed in terror as he approached her, yanking her off ground in a forceful manner.
He pulled her to his face and whispered into her face.
"For my brother, that she killed, your death and her's will suffice his vengeance. He readied his dark magic at her heart muttering,
"Same death as him".
….
Selareona's scream of pure terror ripped through the halls of their home, alerting every being within it of her distress. Veereesa shot through her door, quickly wrapping her arms around the frightened child, cooing sweet words of reassurance, pausing to wave an alert Rhion . Sela's weeps grew quiet after some time of tense reassurance.
"Selareona, what caused you such fear?" murmured Veereesa.
The child's luminous eyes gazed deep in to those of her aunt's, as if gauging what to share with her adoptive mother. Her lips pursed in a very similar manner of another young high borne from Veereesa's vivid memory. Nodding her small head, Selareona leaned in to tell her secret to her aunt. She took a small, shaky breath, and murmured out to her aunt.
"Auntie, I saw myself die. I saw myself die at the hands of a monstrous man."
Little Selareona heaving sobs overtook her small frame once more, her aunt holdingher even tighter than before, as she feared this man. Selareona couldn't find her breathe to tell her aunt the other part of her dream.
That a eleven woman who dawned ranger clothes and her crimson eyes raged with fierce anger, and hair that was a deathly pale cream that flowed in waves from the elf's dark velvet hood. This dangerous, enraged hunter, was battling fiercely to save Sela, in a foreign, damp city, Selaerosona felt her savior approaching.
So yeah I cut the chapter 3 meeting, but I believe this will tie the story together ;D mk read and review. You never know, I might just wait until I get a review to post again! SO REVIEW
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