PsykoReaper: Like we said before, some dungeons in this universe were left untouched, so that our characters could interact with dungeon denizens, like Hakkar or Zul'Jin or even fuckin' C'thun, and since this is an alternate universe, we can do that stuff!
Dark Angel: Yeah, and for people who don't understand, too bad!
PsykoReaper: Also, our series is kinda like InuYasha, as it has a central plot, but they also do random shit in the middle...
Dark Angel: Who cares, InuYasha is awesome!
PsykoReaper: Keep your fingers crossed for a fanfic of InuYasha!
In the morning of the pirate city of Booty Bay, Soril woke up, to see the gem glowing. He picked it up, inspecting it.
"What's wrong, Anveena?" asked Soril.
"We have to get to Silvermoon, something bad is happening at Quel'Thalas!" shrieked Anveena.
"What do you mean, do you remember something?" asked Soril.
"I don't know what the threat is, nor do I remember a Silvermoon, but it seems incredibly important to me!" shrieked Anveena.
"Alright, alright, hold on, let me get the others," said Soril.
The stone then discontinued glowing. Soril jumped to Thalaa. "What the hell?" groaned Thalaa.
"Thalaa, the stone speaks to me," said Soril.
"I am tired of your ramblings, woman," growled Thalaa.
"No, listen, the stone speaks to me, and it said we have to get to Silvermoon," said Soril.
"Silvermoon belongs to the blood elves, which belongs to the Horde, we would be killed before we took our seventh step!" said Thalaa.
"Please, you have to trust me!" groaned Soril. "Alright, alright, let's talk to Gi'Thorr about this," said Thalaa.
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Soril slowly opened the door, revealing a sleeping Gi'Thorr and Beez, with blood elven women holding them, with one's head on the chest of Gi'Thorr, and one hugging Beez onto her chest.
It was revealed Beez was bald, like most goblins. Soril walked to Gi'Thorr, he then shook his shoulder.
"Gi'Thorr, I need to speak with you," whispered Soril.
"Hm, huh, heh, what be goin' on?" asked Gi'Thorr.
"We need to get to Silvermoon," said Soril.
"Why, mon?" asked Gi'Thorr.
"The gem said so," said Soril.
"Well, either you be crazy, or dat thing be more powerful than I evah expected, mon," said Gi'Thorr, he then was free from the blood elf's grip, she was still asleep.
Gi'Thorr then threw a wrench at Beez, hitting him on the head. He quickly got up in suprise.
"What's a matter?" asked the blood elf sleeping next to him.
"Ah, nothing, I just had a...nightmare, one that gave me a killer headache!" groaned Beez. Gi'Thorr laughed to himself when he heard that.
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After an hour of packing, the four got out of the tavern and made their way to the bay's land entrance. "So, what did the gem say of Silvermoon?" asked Beez as they walked down the path out of Booty Bay.
"Well, it said we needed to get there and something bad is going to happen," said Soril.
"What do you think it means, Gi'Thorr?" asked Thalaa.
"I don't know, da elves have many enemies, I just don't know," said Gi'Thorr.
They then saw three figures arguing at the end of the entrance. "What, I think I know those guys," said Soril.
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"Well, it was not mah fault dat you are incredibly slow, mon!" growled Nived.
"Me!? I had to carry my brother after that dog took his legs!" yelled Steesh.
"And you had to go get them!" yelled Misha.
"Ah, shut up, mon!" growled Nived.
"Hey!" yelled Thalaa. The three Horde stooges then jumped and shrieked.
"I, uh, you startled us!" said Steesh. "Yes, heh, startled, heh!" gasped Misha.
"We know you, you were after the gem!" realized Soril.
"I don't know what you are talkin' about!" yelled Steesh.
"The idiots got us, no need to act stupid," said Misha.
"Who's actin'?" asked Steesh.
"Who are you guys anyway?" asked Thalaa.
"They be da worst membahs of da Horde evah known, mon!" laughed Gi'Thorr.
"We ain't the worst!" yelled Steesh.
"Really, mister runs around in a loop swinging your hammer around, hoping you actually hit something?" taunted Gi'Thorr.
"I sometimes hit them!" pouted Steesh.
"And what about you?" asked Thalaa to Misha.
"I fall apart...easily, and when I try to pick a lock or pick pockets I make more noise than an ogre mating with a tallstrider, and I shake more than the tallstrider afterwards," groaned Misha.
"What about you, troll?" asked Thalaa.
"Half-troll, half-human, half-jungle troll, I am a perpetual jackass, always pissin' off people off, makin' jobs harder to find," said Nived.
"What you three be doin' here?" asked Gi'Thorr.
"We came for loot and glory!" yelled Steesh.
"Well, we are going to Silvermoon," said Soril.
"Oh...well, see ya," said Nived, suspiciously, he and the other two quietly walked pass them.
"Alright, see you," said Soril, they then walked out of Booty Bay, "Weird..."
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Nived and the others then stopped walking and watched the four. "Come on, Nived, I want some ale and some hot blood elf-" groaned Steesh.
"Shut it, mon, remember, they be the last guys who had da pretty gem, da gem dat gives people amazing powers!" explained Nived.
"So, what do you want us to do?" asked Misha.
"Stop talkin' like I just hired you, ya raptor's buldge, we are gonna steal dat gem and claim it for ourselves!" growled Nived.
"Oh, I get it!" gasped Steesh.
"You didn't have to call me a raptor's buldge," growled Misha.
"Yes I did, mon, cause you needed a reality check, now, let's track em'!" hissed Nived.
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The four walked down the path made a long time ago, following it out of the jungle, they then heard whispering, and rustling, and snickering. "Who's there?" yelled out Thalaa.
"Who...be...there?" asked the voice, acting like it was trying to understand the question, it then let out a laugh.
"Alright, mon, show yourself before I bring out an ass-woopin'!" growled Gi'Thorr.
"An...ass-woopin'?" asked the voice, it then laughed again.
"It's taunting us, who do you think it is, Gi'Thorr?" asked Beez.
"I think I know, it be a mockery to mah race, so, show yourself, trolls, there be no reason to hide from another jungle troll!" growled Gi'Thorr.
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Then, six jungle troll hunters leaped from the forest, and surrounded them. Then, a large jungle troll with large tusks, black war paint, and little wooden armor walked out of the fog, holding a large halberd.
"Hellooooooo, Gi'Thorr!" hissed the troll.
"Hello, Speer'ou," said Gi'Thorr.
"You know this troll?" asked Thalaa.
"He be mah fourth cousin, mah grandpa's brother's grandson, mah grandpa left the Gurubashi Tribe a long time ago, due to it's extreme practices, and the rest be history," growled Gi'Thorr.
"Now don't be treatin' me no evils, mon, we be family, and you must give ya family a little somethin' dat you have, mon!" growled Speer'ou.
"Over mah dead body, fanatic!" growled Gi'Thorr.
"You dare disrespect the Gurubashi Tribe, you dare disrespect the faceless one, I be startin' to be thinkin' you stupid, fourth cousin, ya escaped me before, cause, but now, I am orderin' ya, give...me...that magic, mon!" growled Speer'ou.
"Like I said, mon, over my dead body!" growled Gi'Thorr, and he held his blades, ready for battle.
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"Trolls of da Gurubashi Tribe, kill dem, all in da name of da blood loa!" roared Speer'ou. The six trolls then crept towards the group.
Soril then held out the gem and pointed it at a troll leaping at him. It sent out a yellow bolt which sent him to a tree, breaking his spine and killing him. The trolls then backed off.
"Dat gem, dat must be what da mastah wants, mon, get da gem, now!" yelled Speer'ou.
The trolls then came at the four, with their spears ready to stab through their bodies.
Gi'Thorr leapt at Speer'ou, and he kicked him in the chin, knocking him backwards. Speer'ou pulled out a stone knife and ran at Gi'Thorr, fighting him with his glaives.
Beez was cornered by two of the trolls, he then pressed a button on his strap and two mechanical claws sprang out.
"Alright, if you trolls know anything, you should back off, or I will send out your worst nightmares!" warned Beez with a snide tone. The trolls laughed to each other and ran at Beez. He then pressed another button and a whole bunch of rockets came out of the claw as it turned into a missile launcher, hitting some of the trolls, sending them backwards on their backs.
Beez then jumped on a troll and hit it over the head with a rock.
The other troll attempted to get up, but was strapped to a tree with a net ejected from Beez' mecha-claws.
Thalaa drew her arrow at her troll opponent, she shot it in the chest, but he kept on coming. She shot him in the neck, but he kept on slashing at her. She finally shot him in the head, killing him.
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Soril looked at his troll opponent; he held his sword at him, shaking. The troll let out a laugh, and pulled out a stone axe.
"Who you think would win, mon, a Gurubashi Troll trained since birth to hunt an' kill, or a stupid little human who can't hold a sword right, you be silly to beat me," hissed the troll.
Soril ran at his opponent, and the troll jumped past him, only getting slashed at the side by the sword. The troll then grabbed Soril's neck and reached into his pocket and grabbed the gem.
"Boss mon, I gots da gem our loa want, let's get outta here!" yelled the troll to Speer'ou, who was pressing his knife against his glaives.
"Right, mon!" yelled Speer'ou. He then kicked Gi'Thorr in the groin, releasing him from Gi'Thorr's grasp.
He then ran away, with the other troll following, at break-neck speeds.
"No, Anveena, we have to follow him!" yelled Soril.
"Damn, mon, I would be able to catch dem if dey didn't catch me by suprise, mon!" growled Gi'Thorr.
"Come on, Soril, it was our life or that gem, I think we got the bigger half of the cake," said Thalaa.
"Not true, Thalaa, you saw the power of that gem, who knows what those trolls might do with it," said Beez.
"Right, mon, I remember dat da Gurubashi Trolls worship a dark loa, da Faceless Blood God," said Gi'Thorr.
"Who?" asked Thalaa.
"Hakkar da Soulflayer," said Gi'Thorr.
"How powerful is he?" asked Soril.
"Very...powerful, more powerful than an elemental, but not as powerful as a true god, in fact, mon, he be no god at all," said Gi'Thorr.
"Why would he want the stone?" asked Thalaa.
"Well, he may want mo' power, and it might be able to give it to him, dat thing be dynamite," said Gi'Thorr
"Well, let's go, we can't just sit there as they get power from the stone!" yelled Soril.
"Hold on, mon, I don't even know where the city of Zul'Gurub be," said Gi'Thorr.
"Dammit, how do we get there then?" asked Soril.
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They then saw a 3-foot blue murloc with green feet, yellow eyes and spikes, and green colors on its blue slimy skin.
"A Murloc!" yelled Thalaa, as she aimed her arrow at it. The murloc said things in Nerglish and held his hands in front of its head, making an X-shape.
They then saw a piece of cloth in its right hand; it had a strange symbol on it. "Hey, that be the Zul'Gurub sigil," said Gi'Thorr.
"You think it knows where it is?" asked Beez.
"Possibly," said Gi'Thorr.
"I'll get it out of him!" growled Beez. He ran at the murloc and grabbed him by the shoulders. "Who do you work for!?" yelled Beez.
"Gurgleuk, buglrururk, guguluk, blaragagaragagh!" yelled the murloc.
"Let me," said Thalaa, as she put away her bow and walked to the murloc, pushing Beez aside. The murloc then hid behind a rock. Thalaa then pulled out a piece of bread and held it out.
"Here, I got food, go on, take it," cooed Thalaa.
The murloc looked from the rock, he then hid again. "Come on, we won't hurt you, we are just lost," cooed Thalaa.
The murloc then slowly moved away from the rock and moved slowly towards Thalaa. "It's alright, its bread," said Thalaa. The murloc then quickly grabbed the bread and sniffed it; he then started to eat it.
"You want more?" asked Thalaa. "Glubleglub!" yelled the murloc.
"Well, if you want more, then tell us where you got that," said Thalaa, talking about the tabard. The murloc then got up and got on the path, he then started to jump up and down, yelling at them with his language.
"I think he wants us to follow him," said Thalaa.
"Are ya sure, murlocs ain't always the nicest of creatures," said Gi'Thorr.
"I don't know, I feel something with this creature, I feel like I can read its thoughts, sort of," said Thalaa.
"Well, I wouldn't know," said Gi'Thorr. They then walked to the murloc, who was always a step ahead, leading them to Zul'Gurub.
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"Ummmmm, I don't think we should follow them, Nived," said Steesh, who was hiding in a bush with Misha and Nived.
"Shut up, mon!" growled Nived.
"Steesh is right, they are going to a dark place, a terrible place, mind you, and I, for one, don't want to lose my head...permanently!" growled Misha.
"You can lose your head?' asked Steesh.
"...Yes, Steesh, I can lose my head," muttered Misha, beginning to realize that Nived was right about Steesh.
"Listen, I be a troll, like dem, I be a jungle troll, like dem, so I think I can make my way through the stupid fanatics!" growled Nived.
"Fine, but this better not be another lie like that one time you said we were going to 'have relations' with two female blood elves, but it was instead two male ogres!" growled Steesh.
"Yeah, and I gots the bruises to prove it!" growled Misha.
"One: Sorry, Misha, but it was not your fault your leg fell off as we were running away, and Two: I give ya mah word, that we will succeed in dis, I promise," said Nived.
"...Your word is bubkiss!" yelled Steesh.
"Fine, do it or I leave you here and you can try and fight off ogres by yo-self!" growled Nived.
"Don't joke about that, the bruises!" hushed Misha.
"Then...do ya trust me?" asked Nived.
"Fine!" the two groaned.
"Good, now, let's follow those losers!" laughed Nived. "So...we should...follow ourselves?" asked Steesh.
"You are such a noob, mon!" growled Nived.
"A what?" asked Misha.
"A troll word for 'inexperienced monkey licker'," said Nived.
"Oh, well, we aren't that!" growled Misha.
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They followed the murloc for a few miles, wondering if they are getting anywhere. "Are we there yet?" asked Beez.
"We get there when we GET THERE!" growled Gi'Thorr.
"Are you sure this murloc knows the way, I mean, he could have stolen it from a wandering troll," sighed Soril to Thalaa.
"Look, I follow my instincts, and my instincts tell me to trust this murloc, even though it is seemingly leading us nowhere," groaned Thalaa.
"Hey, Beez, that murloc, I don't think it be a species from dis area, how bout you?" asked Gi'Thorr.
"You know, I don't think I have seen a murloc of that coloration here, although, I never left more than a few feet from Booty Bay, and when I grew up, I was a sea captain for ten years, then I met you," said Beez.
The murloc then ran into a nearby river and started to splash around.
"Does it want us to swim in it as well?" asked Soril.
"Nah, it needs water, murlocs are not good without moisture in its skin, and so, it need water," said Gi'Thorr.
The murloc then gulped a bit of water; it then quickly spat it out, and started to splash around in anger.
"What's wrong with it?" asked Thalaa.
"I think it tasted somethin' in da water it did not like, mon," answered Gi'Thorr.
They looked to see an oil platform at the base of a lake connected to the river.
"Ah, the Venture Co." groaned Beez. "You mean that goblin organization known for deforesting forests and mining off resources?" asked Soril.
"That be da one," said Gi'Thorr. "Let's burn it down!" growled Thalaa.
"Huh?" let out Soril. "Listen, I know you night elves be in tuned wit nature, but dis be not da time," said Gi'Thorr.
"Listen, that murloc will go no further until we put it down!" growled Thalaa. "How do you know?" asked Beez. "I don't know, like I said, I can only sense small things with that murloc, but it wants us to put it down, because it's hurting it's home," said Thalaa.
"Alright, if da murloc will no go, then the platform must go," said Gi'Thorr.
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An hour later, Beez came to the platform alone. The platform was busy with industry and oil leaked from it.
"Ummm, hi," sheepishly greeted Beez to some mechanics.
"Hey, how the hell are you!" hissed a goblin mechanic.
"Oh, I...uh...be the Safety Inspector," said Beez.
"Safety Inspector, don't they inspect restaurants and taverns or anything else?" interrogated another goblin.
"Um, no, those are health inspectors, so, do you have any problems with your work area?" asked Beez.
"Well, we get paid 2 copper pieces for 30 hours a week for handling dangerous equipment," said a goblin.
"Yeah, and no dental," said a goblin, and then showing its extremely bad teeth.
"Well, I have to say that is not a very good work place," said Beez, creeped out by the bad teeth.
"What are you hydra's snots doin' down there!" yelled the foreman, Cozzle.
"The safety inspector is here!" yelled a goblin. Cozzle then made his way down. "Safety Inspector?" growled Cozzle.
"Uh, yeah, the Safety Inspector," said Beez.
"We just had an inspection," growled Cozzle.
"Yeah, but you are due for another one," said Beez.
"Just yesterday!" continued Cozzle.
"Oh...well, you needed another one...because there was something the last one missed," said Beez.
"Oh yeah, like what?" asked Cozzle.
"Ummmm, no dental," said Beez.
"Huh?" asked Cozzle.
"Yeah, you have NO dental for these guys, you, goblin number three, show your foreman your teeth!" yelled Beez. The goblin showed Cozzle his teeth.
"Yikes!" shrieked Cozzle.
"Yeah, what kind of place are you workin' here, if these guys are going to face the terrible threat of GINGIVITIS!" yelled Beez, using a low voice for "gingivitis".
"...You ain't the Safety Inspector!" yelled Cozzle.
"Ummm, yes I am," said Beez.
"No, you ain't!" yelled Cozzle.
"Yes, I am!" yelled Beez, and as the two had a "Yes, I am-No, you ain't" battle for a few minutes, the platform exploded.
The workers and the foreman looked in awe, with Beez sneaking off. What had just happened was while Beez was distracting the crew, the others planted Beez' homemade bombs, planting them all over the place, then running and blowing it up by trigger.
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Beez made his way to them at the murloc's resting place. "Good, we done it, mon!" laughed Gi'Thorr.
The murloc then jumped in the water in happiness.
"Alright, now, show us to Zul'Gurub!' said Thalaa.
The murloc jumped out of the water and ran to a valley.
The followed him and saw, a huge stone gate, which was home to Hakkar and his fanatic servants. "So, where are the guards?" asked Soril.
They then saw the guards, dead on the ground. They then saw five figures in the fog...
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Somewhere in the Twisting Nether, Huju stood before Ven'Gyr, who was looking out of a window of purple glass and purple energy in a castle of purple stone, overlooking a black shadow. "Please, master, I have told you that the Sunwell Energy is here, why are you not happy?" asked Huju.
"Because I wanted it, and you did not bring it, that is why I am unhappy, and by now, someone has already found the source and taken it, away from my grasp, or that...boy's grasp," growled Ven'Gyr.
"But, master, at least you now it exists," said Huju.
"I already knew it existed, you fool, do you have any brains in that green head of yours?" asked Ven'Gyr.
"Don't worry, master, I will get back the source, I promise you," said Huju.
"We'll see, Huju, to fail me a second time, is certain death...now, leave me," said Ven'Gyr.
At an unknown area, Kalec was strapped to the wall by chains of black magic. He was in a pitch black dungeon of searing heat, with sweat dropping from his brow. He heard the doors open, and saw before him, Nekon.
"Well, old friend, here you stay, a prisoner of a black dragon fortress, never to see the light of day, does it burn, blue, does it make you sweat, to be away from your natural cold climate, forever disconnected?" asked Nekon.
"Yes, mind if you open a window or something?" asked Kalec, mocking Nekon.
"Funny, friend, very funny," hissed Nekon. Then, the door opened to reveal a man with black and grey armor and grey hair, entering the dungeon room
"Hello, brother!" hissed Nekon, with discontent in his voice.
"Watch your tone, little brother, as I am the eldest, I deserve respect!" growled the man.
"What do you want, Nefarian?" asked Nekon.
"I wish to ask the blue...a few questions," said Nefarian.
"Very well, older brother, would you like to attack him in his true form?" asked Nekon.
"I know the magic, Nekronion, I think I can manage," said Nefarian.
Nekon then left the room, leaving Kalec with Nefarian. Nekon was, by far, angry for not getting to hurt Kalec himself, now...
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As he exited the dungeon, a loud roar in pain echoed the floors. Nekon then entered his bedroom to find Sulfian, looking out of the balcony window.
"Well, hello, Nekronion, done with your play date with Kalec?" asked Sulfian.
"I need you, consort, I need you to release my stress!" hissed Nekon.
"As Nekon?" asked Sulfian.
"As Nekronion, and more sass, I will kill you!" growled Nekon.
"...Yes, Nekronion, as you...wish," said Sulfian, sensing her mate's anger, looking at the floor and frightened.
PsykoReaper: Prepare for Zul'Gurub!
Dark Angel: Personally, I like trolls, they be awesome!
PsykoReaper: Yeah, but Tauren are mah guys!
Dark Angel: Yeah, also, look out for the next chapter for a special guest suprise!