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Chapter 2

As soon as Morsul entered through the main gate at Azjol-Nerub a shade appeared before him and told him that his father awaited his presence immediately. Morsul just nodded his head and kept walking, thinking of how he had almost failed and what his father would say. Of all things in the world he did not want to be a disappointment to his father. His hands were almost shaking as he reached out to open the doors into his father's chambers, but he took a calming breath and decided to just get it over with, and so he opened the doors and stepped in. Arthas had been sitting at his throne gathering his thoughts when the doors opened and Morsul stepped in, not before Morsul came to a halt in front of him did he say anything.

"My son, how would you describe the events of this mission?" Arthas questioned in a neutral voice that if anything, made Morsul even more nervous. He took a moment to gather his thoughts before he replied.

"Well it all went well in the beginning, but later on everything just spiraled out of control. It would probably have become real messy if you hadn't sent those ghouls, thank you." Morsul managed to get out.

"Well it is good that you know when and what you did wrong, everyone must learn from their own mistakes, but your mistakes, as my son, can have dire consequences for you and that is the last thing I want." Arthas explained.

"So I'm not going to get punished for screwing up like that? And how did you know I needed help in the first place? Not that I'm not grateful, but still." Morsul asked.

"I will not punish you for a little mistake, granted that it could have cost you your life, but try to refrain from being careless in the future, it wont be long before you turn seventeen, then we will let the world know and fear you and your true powers will emerge. But for now, be a little bit more careful will you?" Arthas said.

"Yes father, I will. But you still haven't told me how you knew about my predicament!" Morsul pressed on.

"A little bird told me." Arthas said with a smile.

"A little bird you say hmm? Don't give me that bullshit! Are you spying on me?" Morsul asked with fake anger. Arthas just laughed.

"No I'm not spying on you, but as I said before you went to that failure of a mission, it was the most dangerous mission you had been on so far and I just felt it necessary to take certain actions to prevent any disasters." Arthas said with a smile.

"Oh so you never even thought I could make it in the beginning, is that it?" Morsul asked, feeling a bit hurt that his father didn't have faith in him.

"I never said that. As you should know, Arthas fusion with Ner'Zhul created me, Arthas' personality and body and Ner'Zhul's wisdom, experience and power, all of it have gathered in me. My mind is far beyond anything any mortal could comprehend, I have total control over every single mindless minion that belongs to the scourge. Any normal mind would explode after getting that much information from so many sources at once. This all is to say that I had stationed some ghouls outside the monastery as a safety measure and when they heard the alarm go off I heard it too, and I sent them in to help you. But now I think you should go rest, it has been a tiresome day for both of us."

"I understand father. Good night and thanks for the help." Morsul said with relief.

"Oh, before you leave, come over here for a moment." Arthas said while motioning to the floor before him. Morsul walked up to his father and then Arthas took a hold of Morsul's arm and gathered dark energy into his palm. He put his hand on Morsul's injury and it healed over almost instantly.

"Thanks, and good night." Morsul said with a smile. Arthas just said a quiet good night and watched as his son walked out towards his own room. Oh he couldn't wait until Morsul turned seventeen, that was the date when everything would be set in motion and the war to take over Azeroth would start for real.

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In good old England

James and Lily were sitting in their home when suddenly Fawkes appeared before them in a flash of flames and left them a letter. The letter was from Albus Dumbledore asking them to come to his office as soon as possible to discuss some things. They went upstairs and told their son Damien that they would be leaving for a while and that he should behave while they were gone. Damien was now fourteen and would soon turn fifteen. He was currently enjoying his summer vacation but when school started he would return for his fifth year He told his parents that he would be okay and then returned to writing a letter to his friend. James and Lily went downstairs and took a pinch of floo powder and threw it in the fire and yelled "Hogwarts headmaster's office." And in a flash of green flames they were gone. When they arrived in the headmaster's office they both sat down in their appointed seats and watched the headmaster curiously as to figure out why he had asked them there. Dumbledore smiled at them and welcomed them back to Hogwarts yet another time and offered them some lemon drops his eyes twinkling madly. James thought "Damn I should have brought some sunglasses with the way his eyes keep twinkling."

"Thanks Albus, but why did you summon us? Have you found out something about Harry?" James asked instead of voicing his thoughts.

"I'm sorry to tell you that I have no news for you on poor Harry, his lifestone is still black. But that is not why I called you here." Albus said. A lifestone is a magical item that, when linked to someone's soul, will glow bright as long as the person is still alive and will shatter when they die. Dumbledore had connected this lifestone to young Harry Potter when he was just a child and because of that they knew that Harry was still alive, but they had no idea why it had turned black instead of glowing normally.

"Then why did you ask us here?" Lily asked with a smile, she had always liked the old headmaster, he was like a grandfather to her, he was like a grandfather to basically the whole magical society.

"You see, Severus has agreed to take over the DADA lessons and as such I'm one potion teacher short. And if my memory is correct Lily was quite good in potions and charms, so I wanted to ask you personally if you wanted to come and teach at Hogwarts?" Dumbledore asked with a glint in his eye.

"Oh my, that is quite an offer, teaching would certainly be more interesting than being at home all the time, but I don't know what Damy would think of it." Lily said.

"If you would like to teach then I think you should take the offer, and I also think we shouldn't tell Damy about it, it will be quite a surprise for him when you sit there at the teacher's table. Oh I wish I could see his face when he finds out." James said with laughter in his voice. Lily couldn't help but laugh too at the thought of her son's face when he would find out about it.

"So I take it you will take the job?" Dumbledore asked. Lily just nodded with a happy smile.

"Good, then if you follow me I will show you your quarters and let you get settled in there. And before I forget, there is an order meeting later tonight at the HQ." Dumbledore said.

"We'll be there, as always." James said as they stood up to go inspect Lily's new room.

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Later in the HQ

There were lots of people gathered in the living room of Grimmauld place and they stood around chatting and waiting for the meeting to begin. The doors opened and Dumbledore walked in with Snape and Moody in tow. Dumbledore stood before the people gathered and coughed a couple of times so they would quiet down.

"My friends, Snape has come with some dire news for me. Voldemort has launched another attack against a muggle shopping center and people are getting more and more afraid of him since his return. Since his revival from the cursed diary that possessed and killed poor Ginevra Weasley he has become more and more bold in his attacks. I fear that the muggles will soon gain knowledge of our world. Even though this are troubled times we must concentrate on finding Harry Potter so he can be returned to his rightful place among his family and as the savior of our world! Only he can stop Tom in the end!" Dumbledore preached to his followers as he popped another lemon drop in his mouth. There were three people in the back of the room who weren't really as enthusiastic as the others, it was Sirius, Moody, and Nymphadora Tonks. Tonks was a rather new addition to Dumbledore's little order of fried turkey and was becoming increasingly annoyed with their leader. She thought they didn't do anything about the real problems and just wasted their time on finding Harry Potter who was nowhere to be found.

"Can you believe he says just about the same crap every time and everyone is still cheering for him and follows him blindly like some frickin' sheep?" Tonks asked Moody and Sirius.

"It's quite amazing, just because of his numerous rewards and his title as the leader of the light no one seems to be able through the grandfatherly facade. You don't need an eye like mine to see through all that. The old codger could turn the tide of the whole war if he just could be bothered with it, but he just keep thinking about having a sixteen year old boy that might very well be dead save us all. Is he afraid of dirtying his hands?" Moody ground out. Sirius just nodded thoughtfully.

"Even if we find Harry I wouldn't even dream of throwing him into the middle of this war, I can't understand how James and Lily can be so blind an follow him, it saddens me to see them like this." Sirius said whit his head down and a frown on his face. While they had been talking the meeting was already coming to an end since there was no new information and they had decided to do nothing, just like all the other times. All the people scattered out of the living room to go back home and soon the house was empty save for Sirius. He went to the kitchen and took a shot of fire whiskey and downed it in one gulp.

"Harry, wherever you are, I hope you have it better than you would have it in this place." He said to himself and sighed. He put away the fire whiskey and went upstairs to get some sleep.

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Just before bedtime in Dumbledore's office

Dumbledore was sitting in his chair talking to himself and his "phoenix". No one knew the truth but the phoenix was actually a chicken that he had put an illusion on and given a necklace with a portkey with some special flame illusions, not that he would admit that to anyone even if they did find out about it. Such was the ways of the revered grandfatherly headmaster of Hogwarts, deceit and lies all the way as long as it held him popular.

"Now if only I could find Harry I could have him do all the work for me and my reputation would still be intact. The people in the order are still following me as they are supposed to, but the public is starting to waver in their faith, and there seems to be some problems with that trio that always stand in the same corner. Maybe I should arrange an accident for them? Probably not, that would be too suspicious, I'll just wait and see if they can be manipulated like the rest of the order, with time they too will become faithful followers of me! But it all comes down to finding Harry, Oh life would be so much easier for me if only I could find him and he would return and let himself be trained into the perfect martyr to take down Voldemort." He mused out loud. His chicken gave a high pitched shriek but thanks to the illusions it sounded like a musical thrill of a phoenix. Dumbledore took one last look at the clock and prepared himself for a wild night. That was another one of Dumbledore's secrets, his alter ego, Dumb La Dora, a popular drag queen in some of the more shadier parts of muggle england. It was truly a wonder what a few illusions here and there could do.

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In Riddle Manor

Lord Voldemort sat on his throne in the throne room with his inner circle standing in a semicircle around him. They were all nervous of any punishment but they stood still with their heads bowed. Voldemort bored his gaze into one of the Death Eaters which sent a chill up said Death Eaters spine.

"Severus, what news do you have for me about the muggle-loving old fool?" Voldemort asked in a cold voice.

"My lord, Dumbledore is still doing nothing but looking for Harry Potter. He simply won't believe that you killed him that night." Severus replied.

"I know for a fact that i killed him, no one survives the killing curse, especially a killing curse from me!" Voldemort hissed.

"Yes my lord, I do not doubt your power. But my lord, may i come with a humble suggestion?" Severus Snape asked.

"Since you have not failed me yet, you may speak. But be quick about it!" Voldemort replied with a sneer on his face.

"Well since Dumbledore and his little order ain't doing anything to fight against you, maybe it's time we take the fight to them. So far we have just spread terror by attacking muggle villages and other small targets, I think it would be quite easy to show the wizarding world it's weakness by performing a major attack against a larger target, for example Hogsmeade. It will probably also make people flow to your side for protection and power." Snape explained. Voldemort looked thoughtful for a moment before a grim smile spread across his face.

"Your idea has merit, I think I will personally attend to this raid. If the muggle-loving old fool dares to show his face I will crush him once and for all. No one can stand before my might!" Voldemort hissed. Snape quickly walked back to his place in the semi circle with his head still bowed and took his place while they waited for Voldemort's orders.

"Since i will be going to this raid myself the success rate will be close to 100, but we will still take our most skilled Death Eaters with us. Avery, Macnair! You two will gather the forces, see to it that you bring the most powerful and the inner circle, but also take some of the newer recruits, they need the experience. We will be apparating to Hogsmeade in two hours! The rest of you are dismissed for now." Voldemort ordered. The members of the inner circle quickly scattered and went to prepare themselves for the upcoming raid. Voldemort was left alone in the throne room and he sat there and thought about the best way to execute this attack.

"Wormtail! Get over here!" Bellowed Voldemort. A few seconds later a short and chubby man came into the room and bowed deeply before Voldemort and kissed the hem of his robe.

"Wormtail, Gather the emergency portkeys and bring them here, I want our forces to be able to make a quick escape if it would come to that." Voldemort said.

"Yes my lord, i will not fail you!" Wormtail's squeaky voice replied as he scuttled away and started to leave the room. When he had almost made it to the door he heard Voldemort say "See that you don't or you will face heavy punishment!" Wormtail just stuttered out a "Yes milord." And quickly left the room to get the portkeys. As soon as he entered the storage room he quickly started to place the portkeys in a bottomless bag and when he was done he closed the door and went back to Voldemort's chamber. Upon entering he bowed low and put the bag on the floor before Voldemort. Voldemort dismissed him and counted the portkeys lying in the bag, there was 40 of them, "That should be enough for this raid" he thought. He conjured a table and with a flick of his wand the portkeys flew up and lined themselves neatly on the table. With that done he just sat down at his throne and started thinking of strategies and possible scenarios and problems. After a while there was a knock on the doors which brought him out of his thoughts.

"You may enter." Voldemort hissed out. The doors opened and Lucius Malfoy entered the room and bowed low before his lord.

"My lord, Avery and Macnair are done picking out the Death Eaters that will be attending this raid. All in all they picked 30 Death Eaters not counting the Inner Circle." Lucius informed his lord.

"That is good news. Now go gather the Inner Circle, I need to explain the major strategy to this attack and then we should be good to go." Voldemort ordered.

"As you wish, my lord." Lucius bowed low once again and then quickly left Voldemort's throne room only to reappear after a little while with the entire Inner Circle in tow.

When they had gone through all of their strategies and targets they called in the rest of the attack force and explained how the attack was supposed to be handled and everyone got their emergency portkey.

"Now then, my loyal Death Eaters. Let us show the wizarding world why they should fear us!" Voldemort hissed and the Death Eaters all cheered. "Let the attack begin!" Voldemort said and the Death Eaters chorused "Yes my lord." The sound of numerous apparitions was heard until the throne room was empty save for the dark lord. He lazily stood up and went to his study chamber and took his own emergency portkey from a drawer, and with a dark smile he too apparated straight into the already chaotic Hogsmeade.

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At the same time in Hogsmeade

Minerva McGonagall was sitting inside The Three Broomsticks sipping on a pinkish drink, she had done all the preparations for the upcoming school year and therefore thought that she deserved a drink to relax after all that work. A man was about to exit The Three Broomsticks when the door suddenly exploded and the man was covered in splinters and fell to the ground in a bloody mess. The room immediately erupted into chaos and people started running everywhere just to be taken down by the laughing Death Eaters. McGonagall acted in her usual calm manner, activating her Order of the Phoenix portkey, and appeared inside her office in Hogwarts. She tried flooing Dumbledore but she couldn't get through the wards. "Strange... Since when does Dumbledore put up wards on the floo network?" She thought as she started running towards the headmaster's office. When she finally reached Dumbledore's office she yelled the password to the gargoyle which seemingly sensed that she was in a real hurry because it immediately sprang to life and jumped away from the path of the distraught transfiguration teacher. When McGonagall finally had climbed the stairs and threw the door open to Dumbledore's office she started yelling "Albus! I've got bad news! There's an atta..." And she suddenly stopped dead in her tracks and just stared at the very strangely dressed Dumbledore. When Dumbledore heard her come in yelling about something he of course turned towards her, but when she suddenly stopped yelling, something hit him, he still looked like Dumb La Dora! "Damn, this didn't wasn't supposed to happen!" He thought as he looked sadly at McGonagall and said "I didn't wish it would come to this, I'm really sorry Minerva." When she looked shocked at him he raised his wand and fired of a stunner at her that caught her straight in the chest and she slumped to the ground unconscious. Dumbledore quickly undid all the glamours and spells he had on himself, when he looked like himself again he cast two spells in rapid succession towards McGonagall, "Enervate, Obliviate!" Just as she jerked awake the obliviate spell struck her and her eyes glazed over. "You did not see anything strange when you entered this room." She just nodded and suddenly she returned to normal and started shouting again.

"Albus! Death Eaters are attacking Hogsmeade! We need to gather the order and help the people that are fighting there!" She yelled. Albus repressed the instinct to cover his ears and stood up abruptly from the chair he had seated himself in. The attack came as a big surprise to him, as he didn't think Voldemort would dare attack any major targets and he hadn't heard anything from Snape.

"We must go at once! I'll gather the order, you go there in advance and see how the battle is going!" And with that he activated the Medallion that all the order members had and changed his medallion to say Hogsmeade which also changed all the others so all the order members would know where the attack was. McGonagall noticed that her medallion started to vibrate and then quickly rushed off to apparate to Hogsmeade. Albus waited for a little while to give his order members a chance to get there before him, "personal safety first after all." He thought, and then he took Fawkes out of the cage and activated the portkey on the bird.

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At Hogsmeade

Voldemort watched his Death Eaters wreak havoc and cast blasting curses at the buildings, what little resistance there was from the townsfolk was easily dealt with and now he mostly stood there and waited for the order and the aurors to arrive. Suddenly there was numerous cracks as the order members started to arrive, they quickly noticed the Death Eaters and started to attack with their stunning spells. Voldemort looked at the battle between his minions and the order and started to growl, his minions, the Death Eaters, were only casting stunning spells and weak offensive spells too, except for the inner circle members of course, they knew how to handle a battle.

"Death Eaters! What is this cowardice? Are you afraid of jail or something? Stop casting useless spells! Aim to maim or kill! This is how it's done!" "Avada Kedavra!, Exturbo Arduro!" The Death Eater recruits saw the green light hit an order member and he fell lifeless to the ground, and then the flames from the other spell lashed out like a flamethrower and some of the order members' robes caught fire which caused some chaos amongst the ranks of the light forces. This gave the recruits somewhat of a morale boost and they too started to fire the killing curse and the pain curse. This made it rather difficult for the order to get anything done as they had to start dodging and conjuring objects instead of fighting back. This went on for a while, Voldemort didn't actually cast many spells since he was saving his stamina until Dumbledore would arrive, when the aurors arrived the Death Eaters were greatly outnumbered but still held their own as the light forces only fired light oriented curses and jinxes. But suddenly there was a flash of flame and Dumbledore himself stood their in all his glory, as much glory one can have with multicolored robes and a purple pointed hat with twinkling stars on it. Dumbledore was very powerful for his age and managed to turn the tide of the battle quite fast. He was probably even more powerful than Voldemort himself was right now since Voldemort was in the body of his young self from the diary, but his power would rise with time as he got accustomed to this body. Voldemort started making his way towards Dumbledore and when he reached him he engaged him in a one on one duel. This was a very even duel, since even though Dumbledore was superior in power and knowledge Voldemort was a lot faster and was a genius at strategies and tactics and the dark arts were quite a bit more efficient than the light sided spells Dumbledore threw his way.

"We meet again, Professor, but this time I wont hold back." Voldemort hissed between his spellcasting.

"Indeed we do, that body of yours reminds me of how you were as a pupil at Hogwarts, powerful and ambitious. It saddens me to see how you have succumbed to the dark arts. You could have been a magnificent person if it weren't for your quest for immortality." Dumbledore managed to preach while still casting spells.

The battle between the light forces and the Death Eaters had come to an halt and everyone was staring at the battle and the amazing power that was displayed between Voldemort and Dumbledore.

Voldemort conjured a shield against the volley of stunning curses that came from Dumbledore and threw a crucio before he apparated behind Dumbledore and continued his assault from there. Dumbledore had no choice but to jump out of the way from the Crucio and had to create a complex golden shield that began to crack when the barrage of spells hit it. Even though they didn't show any sign of exhaustion they both knew that their magical reserves wouldn't hold for very long considering the power they had to put into every spell. Voldemort knew that his reserves would go out before Dumbledore's and started surveying the battle of the others, he snarled with anger as he saw that everyone was just standing and staring at their duel and wasn't doing anything. This little loss of concentration was everything that Dumbledore needed and Voldemort saw as a blasting hex was quickly closing in on him and he knew that he wouldn't be able to dodge or conjure a shield in time, he twisted so that the spell hit him in the shoulder and snarled in pain as the spell exploded against his shoulder. Now normally a blasting spell wouldn't have been able to do much damage towards Voldemort as he had enchanted his robes to absorb spell damage, but Dumbledore had such power behind his spells that even Voldemort's enchantments couldn't handle it and the spell tore through the enchantments on his robe and exploded. Voldemort now had an impressive hole in his shoulder and blood was quickly pouring out of it, knowing that he couldn't possibly win anymore without the use of his arm he yelled for his Death Eaters to retreat, and as they activated their portkeys and disappeared Voldemort took his wand in his other hand and pointed it towards the sky and yelled "Morsmordre" and a large dark mark appeared in the sky, everyone looked up towards the mark and Voldemort used the distraction to activate his own emergency portkey. When the order noticed that the Death Eaters were gone they too quickly apparated or portkeyed away, as they too were an illegal vigilante group. Dumbledore stood there for a moment surveying the aftermath of the battle. It had indeed been a victory for the Death Eaters since there were only one captured Death Eater, the others that had been stunned had been enervated by the inner circle when everyone else was watching the duel between the him and Voldemort. On the other side, there were numerous corpses but they were mostly aurors since the aurors didn't go into full defense mode as soon there is some illegal curses flying. But Dumbledore was still content with the results of this battle, "None of the inner circle members of the order had been killed, the cannon fodder can easily be replaced, and it was good experience for the rest of the members too. Now I just need to gather the order for an emergency meeting, hmm... I might still have time for some amusement in the muggle world afterwards. Splendid!" He thought to himself as he set the medallion to gather the order to the HQ.

Back in Azjol-Nerub, Morsul's chamber.

Morsul had just woken up and was stretching lazily on his bed when his father entered the room. Morsul didn't notice him before suddenly the air seemed to get very cold and his bed was encased in a perfect layer of ice. He jumped away from the bed with a yelp of surprise and stared angrily at his father.

"What was that for? That bed isn't going to be the same anytime soon!" Morsul growled.

"Well I thought it was time to get your lazy arse out of bed." Arthas said with a smirk

"Who are you calling lazy?!" Morsul yelled with mock anger and charged at his father, fist held high in a striking position. Arthas moved so quickly that his movement seemed more like a blur and suddenly Morsul was lying on the cold granite floor with his arms crossed over his chest and his face pressed to the floor.

"Son, it will take many years before you even stand a chance against me in a fight, be it for real or for fun" Arthas gloated while putting on an evil smile.

"Okay okay! I give up! Just let me go!" Morsul begged.

"What is the magic word to make such things happen?" Arthas asked, and if anything his evil smile turned into an even more evil smile.

"NO! I won't say that! Not to you of all people! If you force me to, there will be hell to pay!" Morsul yelled.

"Oh but that wouldn't be as fun you see. Now face your humiliation!" Arthas said with a laugh.

"Alright alright. Could you kindly let me go, pleaaase?" Morsul said with a very long intonation on the "please" and a scowl on his face. After having basked enough in his son's humiliation Arthas quickly let him go and moved towards the door, but just before he went out of the room he said.

"Now eat your breakfast and come meet me at the main gates, I have some things I want to show you."

Morsul just nodded and went to the kitchens to have his breakfast. The breakfast was simply some bread and milk. The fact that they even bothered to have breakfast in this place was because of The Cult of the Damned. The Cult of the Damned is a band of mortals committed to serving the undead and as they were mortal they still had the basic need for nutrition. Morsul didn't really need any food but it still energized him even if he could live without it. While eating he started wondering about what his father wanted to show him, "could be anything really." Having finished his breakfast he made his way back to his room and checked his armor and put it on, now looking like a real son of the Lich King, he made his way to the main gates where his father was waiting for him. Arthas just nodded to him and started to walk towards the main gates, that opened seemingly by themselves as he got close, and Morsul followed after him out into the cold and snowy lands of Northrend. When they had walked some miles they came to a large hill, when they stood on the peak they could see all the way back to the main gates of Azjol-Nerub, it was an impressive sight with the Nerubian architecture standing up from the frozen ground and leading down into the earth. The wind was howling, snow flew in the wind and the temperature was freezing but neither of them seemed to feel the cold, Arthas looked at Morsul and saw that he was taken by the sight.

"Impressive isn't it?" Arthas stated more than asked.

"It's beautiful." Morsul replied.

"But it wasn't the sight that I brought you out here for, as impressive as it might be, no I have something I want to teach you, but first I think I'll show you an example of what you will be able to do with this skill when your magic has matured." And with that he started gathering energy in his sword which seemingly froze and started to glow with a soft blue light. Morsul was stunned by the sheer power gathered and watched with awe as his father slammed his sword about two feet into the frozen earth. Cracks started to appear in the ice below the hill and from the depths emerged a creature that he had only heard of from his father and other members of The Scourge, he had never seen anything so awe inspiring and terrifying at the same time.

"Whoa... That is soo cool!" Morsul exclaimed to his amused father.

A/N: Well, that's the second chapter. If you're wondering about something in the story or if you have any ideas you'd like to share with me or if you've written an omake that you'd like me to publish feel free to tell me in a review or pm. If you're wondering about something and don't dare ask me about it out of fear of one thing or the other, you can usually find pretty much anything about the realm of Warcraft on .

And for last, I know it's a cliffhanger but anyone who can guess what the creature is will get a cookie! HINT you will probably know what it is if you've seen the WOTLK cinematic trailer that blizzard has released. That's all from me for now, hope you liked this chapter. )