Sauron stands on a hill looking out as his armies of Minas Morgoth invade Stormwind, breaching through the gate and walls sieging the inside of this great kingdom. He stands there behind a destroyed airship they destroyed a while ago, looking up at the sky seeing four Nazguls flying around the city targeting some people on the buildings, looking down seeing his army rushing inside the city killing everyone but they started getting delayed back so Sauron started to walk down the hill to join them on the siege of Stormwind.
Inside Stormwind the defenders hold their positions against the orcs using whatever they can to defeat them, with Alexandros and Valeera and Arator teaming up along with other heroes fight against the forces of Sauron while the citizens inside the city started to evacuate on the ships, filling as many people as they can on the ships so they can get as many as they can take, setting sail to the western lands of Kalimdor where they can get away from the war.
Arator returns to the docks looking at Alexandros helping people get on board. "How many on this ship?"
"Four hundred..."
"Can it hold for a few more?"
"I don't think we can hold everyone..." he looks out seeing half the city on fire then looks at the sea seeing four ships leaving the docks and only two remains. "We have forty minutes..."
"Understood... if we don't get on then sail without us." He turns back and runs out to his position to help against the orcs.
Alexandros stays where he was but soon signalled ten men to follow him through, running over the streets and fights against a horde of orcs who breach through one of their defences. Arator returns to his area punching through an Uruk then strikes through an Orc and stabs another, pushing his men forward to hold against the orcs attack using his divine power to heal his man so they can continue fighting, using whatever he can in order to win but it won't be enough.
As Arator continues fighting through pushing the orcs back he spots a troll coming towards them with a large club with spikes on it, the orcs moved out of the way and started to swing down crushing three men and pushing the others out of the way breaking their lines. Arator tries to strike through a few orcs in order to reach to it, striking the left leg then gets on top of it from behind and once he made it to the top he jumps off and spins back striking the face of the troll, sending it falling back and crushing two orcs.
Arator stabs another Orc then swings to the side to hit another. "Press on soldiers of Stormwind we must defend the people!"
At the front gate the dark lord of Minas Morgoth walks through the streets seeing his orcs running past him to attack a few areas under Stormwind control; he makes his way through until he reaches an area controlled by the humans making his strike against them. The soldiers barricaded one of the street areas armed with rifles fired towards Sauron hitting his armour but not damaging him, just as he got closer he consumes the air around him and uses the one ring to blow a hole through them, they continue firing but when he punched his hand forward he sends that dark wave obliterating all of them. His orcs run past him running past the breach barricades and started to flank the other humans around while Sauron focuses on taking the main building, attacking the capital so he can take the throne. Inside nearly everyone is out of there including the prince of Stormwind, he was one of the first people to leave Stormwind and was really upset that he had to go but Alexandros needed him to continue the legacy of his family, once he is older he will take back what was lost to him if there will be a world after this war.
Sauron continues moving forward swinging his mace through some of the soldiers who stands in his way, while he keeps moving Valeera was on the building stabbing through a few orcs that tries to climb up, kicking one off the building and looks down seeing Sauron. She started to sneak on the edge of the building waiting for Sauron to walk by but when he stops and looks around Valeera attacks; however that will become her downfall as he knew she was there. Sauron quickly looks back swinging his mace at her sending her flying and smashing through a large pot nearby sliding through the streets, broken her ribs and arms for that attack.
Arator was nearby stabbing through another Orc and looks over seeing Sauron moving towards Valeera "Valeera!" he held his sword ready holding it with two hands and charges towards Sauron.
Sauron looks back seeing Arator coming while Valeera lays there, Sauron swings his mace vertically but misses Arator when he ducked and swings upwards hitting his chest and swinging again hitting his chest again, Sauron swings down hitting the ground creating a dark shockwave pushing Arator back then hits him across the face with his other arm, sending him falling to the ground for Sauron to walk over him seeing him turning back and dragging himself to grab his sword which was behind him, he had his back facing Sauron. Arator was the next to fall as Sauron moved to the side of him placing his metal boot over the back of his neck holding him there then snaps it, ending his life right here for Alexandros to see.
Alexandros was still escorting the people onto the boats and there he saw it, Sauron killing Arator in front of him. Sauron looks over to Alexandros seeing their defences breach and the soldiers running onto the last boat where they will try to set sail out of there, the Nazguls started to fly down upon them but their rifles and archers fires upwards at them causing them to stay and leave them be, those who are left behind will soon die here by the hands of the darkness.
Valeera was still alive but barely looking over seeing Arator on the ground dead, she slowly closes her eyes making a tear go down her face as she too was soon to die. Sauron gets off of Arator and walks to the docking area looking out as Alexandros stands at the back of the ship looking out to him when he looks back at him, Sauron stands there for a while until he sees his wraiths coming down standing between him all looking out at the ships when they sail out of here.
Sauron turns back and so does his wraiths turning their attention to the rest of the city, removing anyone that stands in their way and those who are left here are defending the palace of the city. The wraiths started charging up the steps while the fell beasts flies around the palace, Sauron simply walks up the steps not fighting letting his forces deal with them, walking up the steps and coming inside the palace, there he will make his way towards the throne room where he will see someone standing there, it was Onyxia in her disguised form turning her body towards Sauron when he enters the room causing her to take a few steps back holding the staff she holds.
"Sauron..."
"Onyxia... you could have ruled Stormwind... instead you did nothing." He keeps walking until he stands in the middle of the throne room.
"I will not join you... me and everyone else even Deathwing won't join you."
"Your pride will become your downfall." He takes a step forward "You cannot destroy this world... you will just die and that will be the end of you." Then takes another step "I have conquered my world... i have conquered Middle-Earth... now i will conquer this kingdom and the others. Once i have destroyed the others i will find you... i will find your brother... and your father and destroy all of them, you all will no longer be part of this world anymore."
Onyxia stays away then ditches her staff; she turns to her true form showing her dragon form letting off a dragon roar in front of Sauron. Sauron was ready to swing his mace at her but she did what she did was right, taking flight inside this room and blasting through the ceiling to escape, making her escape by flying to wherever she can hide from Sauron and his horde.
While she leaves Sauron looks back and with the power of his ring he started to get his eyes elsewhere seeing the front entrance of Quel'Thalas in his mind, seeing past the gates lies Silvermoon and inside that place lies the Sunwell, a great asset to Sauron if he gets his hands on it seeing that great energy he can do, he could use it and change it to something that can make him stronger. He returns back to normal and the Nazguls started walking inside the throne room, lowering their swords as they walk closer to Sauron.
"Stormwind is yours... master..."
Sauron turns his head to them "Signal Azog... get his army on a course to the dwarves, destroy their land then Lordaeron will be next."
They leave while he started walking to the throne of Stormwind, taking his first throne in Azeroth and sits here while his army begins pouring out of the dark portal gathering an army of a hundred thousand of them, swarming across Stormwind and consuming everything and began to build their force in this land, turning Stormwind into the heart of Mordor and maybe Sauron could use his powers to turn Stormwind into something that will be just like what he did to Minas Morgoth and Minas Morgul, turning it into his own kingdom.
Elsewhere in the lands of Lordaeron in the city of Dalaran Arthas and Jaina speaks to the wizards of the Kirin Tor about a situation, just as they were close of finishing their conversation someone comes walking into the room to interrupt them, telling them what just happen to Stormwind telling them that the enemy has defeated the forces of Stormwind.
"What!? Stormwind is destroyed?!" Arthas shouts at the man 'How did this happen?"
"This happen a few hours ago sir... the survivors fled to the west while the rest uhm..."
"Please i need to know." He walks forward "Uther... what happened to Uther is he still alive?"
"I... don't know... all i know is that Stormwind is gone and the enemy is making a march to Khaz Modan."
"Oh no..." Jaina covered her mouth "If Stormwind can't beat them then what can the dwarves do?" She looks at Arthas.
"Do not worry Jaina..." Antonidas said "We will not let the enemy get even close to this land... we will make sure of that, the Ironforge will not fall to the enemy."
"Then we need to defend Khaz Modan." Arthas said looking at Antonidas.
"No..." he shakes his head "You have another job and that is to take care of Gilneas, that threat still is a problem to Lordaeron and if we send our forces to attack the enemy then they will attack the capital while it's weak, we cannot allow all of us to go to the south."
"Are you going master?" Jaina asked
"I might however i am needed here but i will spare a few wizards to go to Khaz Modan to help defend against the enemy, i am sure the king will send someone out there with them to help drive back the orcs. You two should take care of Gilneas, we may have taken Tol Barad but they will still try to reclaim it if they have time, Gilneas needs to be taken out before the enemy arrives in Lordaeron, only then can we survive this war."
"I'll do what i can but i hope that Uther and the others made it out of Stormwind."
"Go now prince... this kingdom is in need of help."
Arthas looks at Jaina and she looks back at him, he turns back and walks out of there gripping the handle of his sword while he leaves. Jaina soon joins Arthas on leaving Dalaran and by taking five hundred Dalaran soldiers to go deal with Gilneas; they will begin their siege to Gilneas while another army will go to Khaz Modan to help defend against the orcs of Blackrock and Azog.
Another fight will happen in Gilneas and Agandaur will be ready to defend it against the enemy when they come, knowing they will come from all sides but they will be dealing with Lordaeron eventually again. King Graymane who is still under control by the enemy will be preparing his soldiers to begin defending the Graymane wall at all cost, if that falls then Gilneas will likely fall to Arthas and Lordaeron.
While this is happening Azog just got the command from Sauron, coming into Azeroth the first time wearing his battle armour and on his white warg, coming to Stormwind with tens of thousands of orcs from other places in Middle-Earth. Azog is ready for his attack on Khaz Modan ready to fight against the dwarves yet again, seeing if they can do a better job than the dwarves from Middle-Earth.
Armies of Gilneas:
1,500 Easterlings
5,000 Gilnean soldiers
Total: 6,500
Armies of the Alliance:
500 from Tol Barad
700 Kul Tiras marines
500 Dalaran soldiers
600 Hillsbrad Dwarves
1,500 Lordaeron soldiers
1,500 Tyr's Hand soldiers
Total: 5,300