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Duality Risen
By : RotSeele
Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft
Views: 5041 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own World of Warcraft. I do not make any money from this story. - Chapter List
Eighteen Aljei hummed a strange tune as he plucked nerve endings, watching their connected body parts twitch. This hunt had been more exciting than the last, and he’d gotten the satisfaction of pure fear out of this one than he had the man’s underlings. This man had actually pissed himself! Those fancy silk robes were ruined by the urine, and Aljei thought that it was poetic justice indeed. He’d begged for it, this powerful warlock once known as Master Isthmis. Isthmis, the creator of the locking mechanism that had kept Aljei trapped beneath those stones for centuries. How Isthmis had screamed, the high elf shrieking to high heaven to be spared. So Aljei had spared him, allowing to pick which of his students died in his place. Their fear had been exquisite, but it was overridden by anger that their master would sacrifice them to save his own skin. It hadn’t been what Aljei wanted, but in the end, he was satisfied. So now he had locations for the last four mages and warlocks, thanks to dear helpful, sniveling, cowardly Isthmis. Aljei’s gaze flicked up from the body he was puppeteering and a grin split across his face, manic and insane. So. The little rogue failed. No matter. Aljei hadn’t been expecting Chairon to succeed. While the boy was a master of assassinations, he was kind-hearted, and meeting that group would deter him from his assigned task. Aljei wondered if the rogue had a contingency, or if he would just grin and bear his fate with his head held high. But that didn’t matter right now. No, what mattered was that Mardruk had figured out how to locate him. That was problematic, were they able to get ahead of him. He let that idea grow and fester for a while. He could give them a name, allow them to seek out that target, presumably to protect him or her. In the meantime, he would kill the other three and savour those kills before he took the time to finish the game. By then, it wouldn’t matter if Mardruk was alive or dead – Aljei would have gotten what he wanted, had fun while he did it, and be content to give the majority of his attention to another budding project. -Yes,- Aljei decided, -that’s exactly what I’ll do.- He let the body drop and moved toward Isthmis’ desk, where the names and locations of his last targets rested. He studied them, knowing Mardruk was studying them, too. All he had to do was choose one name, and the foolish boy would be off like a dog chasing a meaty soup bone. Four choices. Four names. The group was in or around Desolace. The closet target was Kamarth, who resided close to the Stonetalon Mountains. If he sent them there, he could kill Maris in Westfall and then Apressa in Redridge before Nigrade in Kalimdor before the children realized they’d been misled. But Nigrade, old orc fool, would prove the most fun further toward the end of the game. Aljei picked up the sheaf of paper listing Nigrade’s residence. He felt Mardruk withdraw, and couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up inside him. Just a few more weeks, a few more deaths, and Aljei would be happy. “And who knows?” he told himself. “Maybe I’ll let Mardruk and his friends live.” Laughing, Aljei gathered up the other papers and cast a glance a the body of Isthmis. A wicked grin split the high elf’s face and he lifted a hand, pointing a finger at the corpse. At his command a demon came forth, blazing with the rage of fire. “Make sure it burns for a while, lovely,” Aljei called over his shoulder, gently closing the front door behind him. As he walked away from the isolated mansion, Aljei couldn’t help but laugh as he felt the heat of flames at his back.- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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