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Beneath thy Wings	By : gothkoneko Category: +S through Z > World of Warcraft Views: 7589 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Beneath thy Wings
Chapter six

                The world screamed in agony as smoke and fire erupted upwards into the darkening sky like a raging fireball. Earth heaved and cracked splitting lands apart, the waves rode high and battered shorelines and the unfortunate settlements that stood on those shore, washing them away like drift wood. Lava spewed forth from deep cavernous gorges that scarred the land now and from towering mountains, devouring and destroying homes and forests leaving behind charred remnants with its burning viscous heat. The world has changed so dramatically before Kaijin’s eyes, the looming dragon was high above in the sky, wings burning with hatred.
                The scene shifted suddenly throwing him onto the cold, stone cobbled ground with a heavy thud. Screams of terrifying fear sounded loudly from all around him, leather soles and clanking armor scraped the ground as people were fleeing in terror from something. The smell of charred smoke filled his nostrils and sting his eyes making them water slightly. He pushed himself off the ground scrambling to his feet, the sky was dark above him and ash rained from the sky. Pushing against the flow of terrified humans, he slipped into the nearest back alley. He realized he was in Stormwind as he finally was able to get his bearings.
                He managed to hear the cries of ‘dragon’ and the ‘the park’ from the frenzied mass of people. In the distance he heard an explosion echoing through the city. The park must be under attack by that black dragon he assumed. He ran into down the alley into the trade district and was nearly knocked off his feet by a gale force wind that came from the wings of the dragon above him, flying towards the Valley of Heroes and parching itself on the gate, its massive claws shattering and melting the stone under its intense heat. It let out a bone shattering roar as cannons assaulted the massive being it however didn’t even phase it.
                He spotted King Wrynn in front of an army of soldiers mounted on horses and another group of archers in front. A volley of arrows sang through the air and towards the dragons. They pinged against its heavy scales and armor pitifully. Even the magic of the mages could not hinder their dragon foe.
                Again the scene changed this time he stood in Thunder Bluff but it was no dragon causing chaos on this usual peaceful summit but the Grimtotems. They fought with vigor, killing those who would dare to oppose them and enslaving those who could not run or fight no more. It was horrific to witness this slaughtering. It made his heart throb. He couldn’t even help them for every time he tried to skewer one his blade would go through as if he were fighting ghosts. All he could do was observe this massacre …

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                Kaijin woke up in a cold sweat, his heart thudding loudly in his ears and his body shaking from his latest vision. His stomach churned recalling the horrific events. His mind snapped back to reality when he heard someone was pounding on his door. Grabbing his pants he slipped into them effortlessly while yelling, “I’m coming!”
                He unlatched the lock, opening the door slightly enough to see who was on the other side through the crack. “Yes?” He asked seeing the familiar clad Kor’kron elite standing before him.
                “Your presence is required at Grommash Hold,” He said his voice voided of emotion. “By the orders of Garrosh Hellscream.”
                Kaijin’s stomach sank and a chill ran down his spine. He must have missed Thrall’s departure he thought gloomily. Now, that Garrosh was the stand in War chief he felt his own safetly within these iron walls slip further way. He nodded to the elite, “I shall be there shortly.” He affirmed.
                “I shall be taking you there myself.” The guard replied swiftly.
                Kaijin sighed inwardly. “Then I shall be out in a moment.” He closed the door; his heart was thudding too loudly in his ears. There was undeniable panic in his eyes as he hastily got dressed; his hands shook as he sheathed his weapons in their holsters.
                He took a few calming a deep breath before reopening the door to see the Kor’kron was indeed still waiting for him. The door softly clicked shut making the elite guard turn slightly. Without a word the guard began to walk down the steps of the Inn, Kaijin followed closely behind him.
                The walk from the Inn to Grommash Hold seemed shorter than usual to Kaijin as he passed through the metal entrance and into the Throne room and before Garrosh who sat on the Throne looking overly smug.
                “Welcome to my humble Throne room.” Garrosh greeted in his most arrogant tone, his arms spreading wide as he stood up. “So glad you could come.”
                Kaijin gave Garrosh a bored expression. “It’s hard to deny the direct orders of the ‘War chief’,” he said bitterly. “So what can I do for you ‘War chief’?” To address this buffoon as War chief made Kaijin almost sick.
                Garrosh made a dismissive hand gesture to the Kor’kron guards who obediently left the room and closed the door to the Throne room. The Warlord grinned down at the human as he stepped down the few stairs and was directly in front of the Rogue. “Indeed what can you do for me whelp?”
                Kaijin narrowed his eyes at Garrosh, his teeth grinding. “Whatever the War chief wishes of me.” He replied bitingly.
                The Warlord grinned down at the human as began to circle him like a vulture. “I heard a rumor on the wind. About your unique,” he paused for a second behind the Rogue. “Gift.”
                Kaijin’s back stiffened and throat became dry as he replied. “What ‘gift’ would that be per say?” He already knew where this was going and he didn’t like it. He only confided in those he trusted with his visions.
                “You are a seer.” Garrosh’s hand settled heavily on the human’s shoulder, gripping lightly. “You saved your battalion from a very vicious scourge attack because of it.” His head dropped low enough to whisper in his ear. “This means you know what is in store for this world.”
                Kaijin whirled around to face Garrosh, glaring daggers at the Orc. “And what if I do Hellscream? What would you do about it?” His voice was low and dangerous. “Thrall knows what is at stake, do you?”
                The human wasn’t expecting the sudden back hand; it rattled his teeth and knocked him to the floor. He barely recovered as Garrosh was upon him like a wolf, his hands gripping his arms in a vice like grip which could bruise bone.
                “You keep forgetting your place pink skin.” Garrosh sneered. “What gives you the right to talk to me with such disrespect you whelp?!”
                “Because you haven’t earned my respect!” Kaijin spat.
                Garrosh roared with dark laughter. “Now I know you’ve been raised by those slum dwelling Trolls.” He said finally. “Vol’jin said the exact same thing to me this morning, like father like whelp.” His face was close to Kaijin’s face as he held the human under him. “Perhaps I should remind you of your place while I am War chief?” He turned towards the closed doors and yelled, “Bring him in!”
                The heavy steel door reopened, the Kor’kron entering with a Troll in shackles being dragged in by them. Kaijin’s blood ran cold as he saw who it was – Gromjil. Gromjil was dragged into the room, he noticed the Troll’s skin was marred with deep bruises and there was dried blood upon his shirt.
                “He’s drugged.” He heard Garrosh through the blood rush. “He couldn’t even hurt a butterfly in his state.” Kaijin swallowed hard, trying not to betray his overwhelming emotions. Again, he felt Garrosh’s hot breath on his ear. “He’s your ‘lover’ isn’t he?”
                “I have no idea who this Troll is, Garrosh.” He lied, forcing his eyes away from the battered Troll.
                “Oh is that so?” Garrosh feigned innocence for a moment. “Well, then I guess I don’t need him anymore.”
                The Kor’kron shoved the Troll forward, still not letting up their hold. One however, unclasped his battleaxe and readied it over the Troll’s neck. Kaijin watched in terror as the glinting blade was hefted up. Throwing away his façade he screamed, “Stop!” The Kor’kron halted possibly from a silent command from Garrosh.
                “What the hell do you want?” Kaijin whispered harshly.
                A cruel grin appeared on Garrosh’s lips. “Your complete and utter obedience.” He stated, running one free hand along the human’s jaw line. “You obey my every whim I keep him alive, if not, I kill him.” His face lowered to Kaijin’s ear again. “Now, do we have a deal whelp?”
                “Fine.” He spat not liking this arragment one bit. However, it could buy him some time to arrange Gromjil’s escape even if he had to suffer the consequences. He felt sick as he saw the dark expression Garrosh gave him.
                “I’m going to make your life a living hell.” Garrosh whispered into Kaijin’s ear of the promise. “I’m going to enjoy breaking you completely.”

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