Some little plot-bunny thing that popped in my head, I know this is probably a terrible story, but...IDK felt like trying my hand, First story(and first time I've been able to beat writer's block so yay) I hope you all enjoy,

Obligatory Disclaimer, I do not own World of Warcraft all things here except "Raedori" are owned by Activision Blizzard

I arrived at The Chapel of The Crimson Flame, Not to witness a battle yet only to witness the battle having finished and my fellow Death Knights led by Knight Commander Plaguefist setting the fittingly named Chapel ablaze, "Thassarian sent me here to assist with The Crusaders and freeing any of our imprisoned brethren" I said. Plaguefist scoffed and says "They're only flesh and bone - no match for the Scourge. However we didn't find any of our brothers, but we did stumble upon something special."

Curious I ask "What would that be Commander?", Plaguefist starts speaking again "We got here, tore the place apart, and headed toward the prison house. We weren't expecting what we found in there, Raedori. Seems the Crusade's been real busy. That whole building is full of Argent Dawn prisoners. Most of them were already dead by the time we arrived, but a few were still breathing." My eyes narrow at The Knight Commander, "From the way your speaking, it sounds like you couldn't finish the job" I said coldly. Plaguefist Glares at me as he continues "Well I was just about to go in there and execute the rest of them, but I think you should have the honors of one of them. In particular, there's a real special Blood Elf in there that I think you'll take great pleasure in executing."

I sighed, "Fine" I said, "I'll go in and see to this special elf you're speaking of, perhaps it will even be amusing" I turn and walk towards and into the prison house seeing a host prisoners from different races, as I walk through a Draenei starts weeping. "Pathetic" I say to myself and continue on finally approaching a wounded and kneeling Blood Elf Male with Ice Blue hair not dissimilar to my own. I draw my Dual Runeblades as The Elf Begins to speak "Come to finish the job, have you? I roll my eyes at the audacity of This Elf to dare speak to me, "Still" I think, "Perhaps He will be entertaining at least" and let him continue on.

"My Daughter died to The Scourge in defense of Quel'Thalas, I joined the Argent Dawn even despite my Wife's wishes, cause I knew it'd be just the thing to honor..." I look the Elf in the eyes as he suddenly gasps and his eyes widen in shock as tears start to form in his glowing eyes "Raedori?" He questions, "No...No, It Can't be...but...I recognize that face anywhere. "By The Sunwell" He exclaims. "Even now you still look so much like your Mother" My eyes narrow at him and I start to speak "Who are-" "Listen to me!" He snaps at me before his voice takes on a pleading tone "please, just listen?" He Begs, Considering it, I deign to let him speak and gesture for him to continue on, "Think back, My Little Snowfall, Think back to Quel'Thalas before Arthas attacked it, even further Think back to me and your Mother teaching you to teleport, Sunwell you got into so much trouble I remember at school, Us witnessing you Graduating and becoming a Farstrider Recruit and us being so proud of you", His Voice breaks as tears start to fall from his face splashing solemnly on the wooden floor and he continues to speak "Think of How I'd hold you at night when your Mother wasn't there, The Bedtime stories she'd read you...We, We were heartbroken at your death, but so Proud of you...even now I'm still proud and I know your mother is too, We Love you forever". He locks eyes with me and his eyes still red and puffy with tears as he continues "Please, My Little Snowfall...Fight The Lich King's control, Please you must fight it and come back to us."

A Voice yells from outside the Prison House "What's going on in there?! What's taking you so long, Raedori?!" I avert my eyes slightly in pensive thought and begin to sheath my swords "There's...There's no more time, I...It pains me to ask this of you my Daughter, But...Finish me off" my eyes widen in surprise and attempt to speak before he interrupts me "Do it please or they'll kill us both. Be strong Little Snowfall"

He reaches a hand into his pocket and pulls out a Locket made of Copper that has been noticeably corroded overtime and hands it to me "One favor from me, I know you're in there fighting, My Daughter. Should you ever see your Mother again, She's still in Quel'Thalas, Give her this and tell her, I'm sorry" He says and I procede to take the Locket as he slides his eyes closed and says to me "Do it Snowfall, Put me at peace"

I unsheathe my Runeblades and Proceed to swing them across cleanly decapitating my Father, His Body falls to the ground as I look away and sheath my swords, and turn and walk away to report the successful execution, Yet I have no Joy or Pleasure within me at this fact, Only Hollowness.