Warcraft Fan Fiction ❯ Bloodstained Shadows - Chronicles of a Lost Soul ❯ Memories of the Twilight - Chapter 12 ( Chapter 28 )

Chapter 12:

 

 

I soon felt hollow again. I returned to Undercity in the new robes. I didn`t want to live the life of a loner anymore. If I truly wanted to do so, I could always take the tower of Blarus as a new home.

On the other hand I also couldn`t have cared less for all the people now looking up to me either due to admiration or to fear. It all didn`t matter to me.

One of the stranger thoughts I had during that time was that salvation seemed not to be made for people like me, but I shook it off within only a few minutes. What nonsense.

I thought about it for a long time: What did I really want to achieve in the end? The answer was so easy and yet so difficult.

Immortality.

The words of Frostwhisper were following me everywhere. I started to ask myself how did he become immortal, and yet again the answer was rather easy - the Scourge.

I knew that I would eventually turn myself into slavery willingly, on the other hand I came free from the clutches of the Lich King on my own when I was weak. Now I was stronger than probably everybody living in Azeroth. Why should I not be able to get out of his icy grasp once again?

 

 

“And therefore I now stand in front of you. Waiting inside this cage for the giant beetle to return and take me to his master.“

The mage looks at me and stands up.

“I really have to say...“, he turns away from me, “If that really was what your own felhunter said to you...“, he makes a short pause, “then I have to agree with him. You ARE a cold hearted and cruel bastard!“

I stayed calm for the moment.

“But tell me one thing, you great warlock...“, he turns to me, looking at me again, “How much of this fairy tale was the truth?“

It bursts our of me the moment Chillsbane had closed his mouth again. I want to kill him on the spot.

“Just shut up, or I will kill you immediately!“

“You betrayed and killed everyone who was close to you and now you turn yourself to the Scourge, what a miserable way of living. Somehow I pity you a bit after I heard your story and on the other hand I despise you.“, the mage just went on. A strange clicking sound accompanied the situation.

“SILENCE YOUSELF, insolent worm!“, I yell at the mage as I make a few steps towards him.

Only seconds later a large spike rushes out of nowhere through the bars of the cage and pierces the mage in the chest, leaving a large hole behind. The body of him drops to the floor motionless.

What on earth...?

“Waz he too loud for you, Warlock?“, the large spike turns out to be actually one of the claws of the huge scarab that had imprisoned me here.

“The Mazter haz called for you. I will now take you to him.“ With the tip of its claw the creature opens the cage and lets me out of it. “Now pleaze, follow me.“

The nerubian leads me back to the room where you can get to all four wings of the structure. I still don`t know what to think about what happened only moments ago. After all... I wanted to kill him.

Above the teleporter through which I had entered Naxxramas seems to be another one, at least that is where the crypt lord is taking me. We climb up a small staircase and enter a circle that shines in a light blue.

A moment later we are already standing in a different room. It is far colder here. The room we enter is almost completely covered in ice, the skeleton of a dragon lying in the corner. I've never heard of undead dragons. This is clearly only a skeleton ,but I feel how magic is pulsing through it.

On the direct opposite of the large hall there is a hallway. It takes a turn so you can`t directly see where it is leading to. The only thing I know is that I draw nearer and nearer to the source of the immense power that overshadows everyone else in Naxxramas.

We take the turn to the hallway and I can now clearly see the other room. It is circular and a large thrown is there in the back of it. As we enter it I see six portals that all lead into areas covered with ice and snow.

The lich known as Kel`Thuzad is hovering in the middle of it all. He has certain similarities to Frostwhisper, except for his crown of bones that is a good bit larger.

“Mazter, I bring you the prizoner. Juzt az you ordered.“ The nerubian lowers his head upon saying these words.

The voice of the lich is indescribable, it has nothing of a human anymore.

“My, my... this is no prisoner. This is our guest.“, he speak calmly. The lich then turns directly to me.

“I will not ask you what you want from us, for I know all of it. All I need from you is to know if you really want to do this.“ He comes directly to the point without hesitation.

“We offer you strength in life as well as in death. Once you have died, you will serve us an eternity, but in return you will receive the might over frost and shadow alike in a way you can only dream of now.“

I will not question the truth of his words, I clearly see how Frostwhisper and he stand out of the lot.

It is only natural, once you die, eternity will await you. I will become immortal and transcend death itself.

Nothing will hold me back from reaching my goals now.

“Therefore I ask you, mortal, will you pledge your loyalty to me and my master? Will you vow to us that you will do as you are told and follow the orders of the Scourge? Will you turn your back on the world as you know it? If you are willing to do so, come to me.“

I step forward and go nearer to the lich. The air around the creature is as cold as ice. He turns to one of the portals to our right. The bony hand on my shoulder he pushes me towards the portal.

“Now turn around.“

I do as he says and look at him again.

“There are some things you need to know, warlock.“ He takes his hand away and glides slowly back to the middle of the room.

“First: Don`t you ever think that you can fool us again.“, his voice rises. I look at him a bit shocked.

“Second: Believe me, you will never get out of his grip, no matter what you plan on doing. If you prove too dangerous, you will most likely become a mindless minion of the Master.“, a short laughter of the nerubian interrupts the scene.

How does he know...?

“And finally... You are of no use for us `alive` like this, ... far too dangerous.“ The crypt lord approaches me.

“You might as well die again... right now.“

The moment Kel`Thuzad ends his sentence, I feel how the claw of the nerubian pierces through my chest. My mind is filled with pain. Everything grows blurry rather fast. I still see the outlines of everything, but I`m already unable to focus my eyes. I see how the image of the Lich waves with his hand and then I`m thrown through the portal behind me.

I land in a pile of snow.

The portal is closing already, the images of Kel`Thuzad and the nerubian vanish.

I close my eyes.

That bastard!

I try to calm down and breath steadily.

Everything I fought for... everything I sacrificed... was in vain?

No!

I cleared my thoughts.

This was exactly what I wanted.

At least I think so.

I feel how someone or something is dragging me away by my shoulders.

I don`t bother to have a look.

Everything turns black, no matter who I would be looking at.