Chaos Rising Ch 6-7

[BretBabineau]

CHAPTER 6


Talon Blademoon stared into the cavern of darkness, while even blindfolded he could see everything. His senses could pick up the slightest thing, he caught the smell of the dragon through the air current. Dangerous work hunting dragons but if there was anything that might have knowledge of the eternal dark it would be a dragon, if not he would test his skills by killing it.
Talon had not always been evil but since the tragedy of his family and the centuries of walking the labyrinth of death he had changed, a darker side of the Nightelf had awakened. All he wanted now was to make himself stronger and make others suffer the way he had.
The Ogres had kept him fed for weeks but Talon could feel his hunger coming back, he had trained his body so he would not have to eat for at least a couple of weeks but now it had been at least three weeks since his last meal. Talon caught the feint smell of another and had to break off from his hunt to search for food.
His path led him down a dangerous ravine, he could feel the air getting colder as he traveled deeper down the pit. The smell grew stronger as the path grew smaller, his steady feet kept him from falling off as he heard the sounds of fighting with his sharp long ears. Talon picked up speed eager to see what was happening, as he ran around a corner he stopped short almost falling into a huge crater, at the bottom he sensed an old man defending himself against six undead zombies, the old man was fending one off with a withered old walking stick, Talon could tell the old man’s strength was fading as the zombies teeth came closer to the mans neck. Talon before even thinking was in the air, one sisawindari blew the face clean off the zombie, the man fell to the ground screaming as the zombies body spasemed then fell to the ground shaking. The old man smiled as the dark blur landed to the ground without a sound and caught the flying blade with one finger spinning it to the side of his pants clip. The zombies turned to there new attacker but there speed was laughable compared to the Nightelfs, it was child’s play for Talon as he back flipped through the air, while upside down his legs came down on either side in the splits motion knocking two of the zombies heads off, he landed on his hands and spinning on one of them in a windmill motion his legs took the torso’s of two more. The last zombie stumbled in trying to sink its teeth into Talons dark flesh but Talon using the strength of his arms flipped his body upwards brining his foot in a downward arc splitting the zombie in two and landing on his feet. The death knight stepped forth, his dry raspy voice echoed through the cavern,
“Nightelf” he called, “your presence here intrigues me, what would a demon hunter be doing in the underdark?”
“I was trapped here deathnight, how can I escape?”
“don’t listen to him Nightelf!, his life is lies!” screamed the old man, the deathnights hand shot up sending a green ball of fire shattering into the old man causing him to wither to the ground.
“Bring me the jewel around the Ice Dragons neck and I shall show you a way out demon hunter”
Talon thought to himself before agreeing, “Very well deathnight, I will hold you to your word and if you break it you shall fall harder then the ice dragon.” The Deathnight reached into his ragged cloak throwing Talon a green vile,
“This shall keep you fed for months” Teron called laughing to himself as the Nightelf began its hunt.

Talon Blademoon crept through the dark caverns picking up on the dragons scent, his travels took him more deeper into the dark labyrinth, farther then he had ever been, for a month he traveled always gaining on the dragon but still never catching till one day he could feel the temperature dramatically drop as he went through a large cavern opening, the wind picked up letting him know the cavern he was in went very high and was very large. Talon took a step and almost slipped on the icy cavern floor. He could definitely pick up the dragons scent but it was farther away, two more scents came through the icy wind which were much closer. Talon looked up to hear the sound of a gigantic ice ball falling from the ledge above him, Talons sisawindari shot upwards from his hand splitting the ice balls in two, causing them to land harmlessly at his side. Two large snow beasts jumped from the ledge landing on either side of Talon, a smile crept to his face as the beasts both sent their massive fists towards Talon but hit each others face as he ducked, grabbing his other sisawindari from his belt clip he spun in a circle severing both the beasts shins from their feet, they crumbled to the ground as Talons other sisawindari which he had thrown upwards shot back down splitting the skull of one of the beasts. Talon pulled his blade free and stepped over the other beast trying to crawl away, he pushed the beast over with his blade, “Where is the Dragon?” Talon asked calmly, the beast looked at the blood stained blade and pointed north. Talon thanked the beast by crushing it’s larynx with his foot.
The icy wind blew the scent of the Dragon everywhere but Talon continued north. The land got colder while the wind blew faster and harder. Talon passed over mountains of icy hell and crossed over deadly ice bridges hunting the one thing that might be his only hope of escaping this dark nightmare. He would exact his revenge on the world and the three demons that imprisoned him here.
The ice Dragon Slypheron awoke from his slumber sensing the shadow in front of him, the Dragon took a sniff,
“A Nightelf in the underdark, I have been in the underdark a very long time and have yet to see a Demon Hunter, curious…..why have you been tracking me for the last few months?”
“You knew I was tracking you?!”
“I rarely leave my home I’ve made here but food is scarce and I’m having to travel farther and farther for food, I caught your scent on my way back.”
“You know of a way out of this hell Dragon?”
“There is no way out Nightelf, one must be summoned out and in being summoned must obey the one summoning him, unless of course the will is strong enough to break the commands of the summoner” Slypheron replied.
“Then I will need the jewel around you neck, I have found another way out with someone else,” the Dragon rose up the diamond jewel glowed off the reflection of the ice.
“Tell the Deathnight he will never have the power of the Ice Diamond!” growled Slypheron.
“He has promised me a way out Dragon in return for that Diamond so I will be taking it,”
“If you believe the words of a Deathnight then the underdark has truly gotten to you hunter, he wants the Diamond for its power over ice, he will be unstoppable if he gets it and I have been the one keeping it from him, you are a fool Nightelf if you think you can trust him.”
“I have no choice Dragon,” called Talon his rings flipping through his hands, Talon shot forward bouncing from the sides of the ice walls, flipping himself sideways he landed on a ledge still jumping flying towards Slypheron’s neck his blades shot forward going for the jugular, Slypherons giant wing came forward blocking the blades, they bounced shooting outwards, Slypherons claw came across hoping to grab talon out of the air, Talon used his hand pushing off the dragons claw landing on the dragons arm, Talon sped along the beast jumping with his foot he came across with a crescent kick, the Dragons head swiftly moved back avoiding the attack whipping his tail against Talon sending him to the ground. The Sisawindari’s came back across shattering against the back of the dragons neck, Slypherons ice scales took the brunt but the blades still drew blood, the rings shot out circling around heading towards Talon, the Nightelf rolled backwards using his hands to kick himself up, he caught the blades with his hands backflipping getting some distance sending the blades ripping through the air again, Slypheron ducked sending a burst of his ice blast at Talon, Talon shot to the left with a roll the blast just catching his foot, his foot trapped he turned to see the Dragon charging forward, his one Siawindari whistled by cutting the ice from his foot the other burning across the back off Slypherons legs tripping him to the ground, Talon spun up catching both the blades, he twist flipped over the Dragon landing on its exposed back, the Dragon was up in a flash using its powerful wings to launch them both upwards into the air flying higher and higher, Talon drove his Blades into the back of the Dragon, Slypheron spun twisting in the air hoping to drop the Nightelf off his back but Talon held to the blades, the Dragon sped up getting close enough to the top of the cavern smashing talon off the hard ice, Talon blood spilling from his sides pulled one sisawindari from the dragons back shooting it forward cutting some Ice spires off the top of the cavern in front of Slypheron. The dragon dodged to the side but caught one of the spires in the face falling towards the ground spiriling, exploding into the ground ice shot everywhere, Talon flipped from the dragons back rolling with his landing he jumped up, creeping towards the Dragon who looked crippled with its eye’s closed, Talon lifted the Dragons neck up grabbing a hold of the Diamond jewel, his blade cut through the chain. Holding onto the jewel he could feel the cold waves rippling through it, The Dragons mouth shot open startling Talon, an ice wave crushed into Talon point blank, his body bouncing off the wall, his legs and neck frozen to the side of the ice cavern. Slypheron lifted himself to his feet walking towards Talon his mouth opening, Talon struggled trying to lift his neck the jewel dropped to the ground from his hand, he reached straining pushing the Sisawindaris closer together, an ice ball began glowing in Slypherons mouth growing bigger, Talon could feel his muscles exploding in his body ripping trying to move his arms, the blades closing in on one another, The Dragons ice blast burst from his mouth raging through the air as The Sisawindaris became one, Green flames erupted out of Talon, burning the ice off off him and turning the Ice blast into nothing, Talons eyes burned Green. Slypheron felt his body get ripped to the side with a kick to the face, he crashed into the wall feeling his body get ripped to the side again with another blow plowing him through the side of the cavern blood spilling from his mouth, Slypheron crawled to his feet charging one more blast putting all his energy into one final wave, Ice cascaded everywhere coating the cavern, the red flaming blade cut through the ice slashing at the sides of the dragon across the thighs and shoulders with amazing speed, the blade ripped through the ground pass the dragon spinning in a circle then shooting out again, Talon caught the blade feeling the blade burning in his hand, feeling it alive in his hand craving blood. The Ice around Slypheron crashed inward caving in everywhere landing atop him pushing him down into an icy pit, the ice walls caving in around him sealing his fate.
Talon grabbed a hold of the blades pulling them apart, he could feel the life leave him as he fell to the ground straining to breathe, darkness overtook him as he passed out. Talon awoke later, pulling himself up with his hands walking to the ice jewel, he picked it up rolling the diamond through his fingers, tying it to his neck then began his long journey back to the Deathnight.


Chapter 7

Thrall and Snowsong climbed the top most peak of the hill giving them a view that was truly breathtaking, the BlackTower stood tall in the distance and with the surrounding forests and mountains the sight was amazing to behold. Stepping down from his dire wolf the ground began to turn black as his foot touched the ground, everything began to die around him as dark clouds poured over the blue sky,the sight before him was now a desolate wasteland. Thrall’s inner instincts took over as he dove to the ground as a burning circular blade ripped over him, he was up just as quick reaching for his warhammer but found nothing at his waist, the blade turned coming back around heading straight for him, the only thing he could do was jump, his body rolled falling down the Cliffside, smacking off rocks and jagged edges he bounced hard off the ground, blood spilled from him as he dragged his body up and began running towards the tower, the whirring sound of the blade could be heard behind him as his legs burned trying to run faster, the blade drew closer as Thrall stumbled forward diving to the left the blade clipped by tearing at his ear just barely missing his head, MOVE! He thought to himself, his legs pushed him forward still somehow moving him as he drew closer to the tower, he could see groups of orcs in the training ground practicing there forms and he called out but the distance was too much as they heard nothing, ignoring the pain Thrall ran forward coming to the front entrance to the grounds as the circular burning blade took him through the chest. Thrall was turned over by unseen hands as he felt his life leaving him, opening his eyes one last time he stared up at the dark nightelf before him, its eyes covered by some sort of cloth, but looking into its eyes was not needed to feel the rage burning from it, the sheer hatred eminating from the creature was unfathomable as Thrall took his last breath.

Thrall screamed jumping from his bed in a cold sweat, just a dream he thought to himself, but it had felt so real. Walking to the cabinet across the room he studied the fine intricitly carved wolves throughtout the cedar, dressing himself in a black leather training shirt with brown woolen pants he decided against his armor but after that dream he strapped his warhammer to his side. A plate of food was left out by his bedside still stemming, spiced wine finished off the meal, the farms were producing well as the city being built began to flourish.
Thrall stepped fourth from the grand hall at the entrance to the black tower shading his eyes from the beaming sun over the mountainside. Thrall walked through the merchant district traders selling clothes and goods ranging from bone chimes to gilded swords that would have been useless in battle, a blacksmith was the place for weaponry. Thralls walk led him to the training ground where a group of orcs surrounded Orgrim and Grom groundfighting. Grom was stretching his right leg around the back of the older orcs neck reaching for a triangle choke, Orgrim realizing that grom was going for a finishing move so used his sheer strength lifting the smaller orc in the air as grom locked his right foot into the back crook of his left knee completing the triangle choke, the wind however left him as orgrim smashed grom to the ground, Orgrims breath was leaving him as well as he brought Grom up then down again and again till they both collapsed in a heap of each others sweat. Cheers rose from the crowd as Thrall chuckled to himself continuing on walking throughout the barracks watching other duels chatting with orcs reminiscing of battles won, some of the younger groups chanting his name as he walked by, others yelling long live durotar.
His walk led him through a forested path where in the distance he seen Furel talking to a group of younger trolls showing them different points on the body which were vital, Thrall strode up to the trolls as they turned falling to one knee bringing their right fists to hearts, one of the trolls stepped forward, “the Shadow Blade clan stands ready warchief.”
“Shadow Blade Clan that will be all for today, you are dismissed till tomorrow when we will begin underwater training” called Furel, the trolls dispersed as Furel walked up to Thrall clasping his hand.
“Im pleased to see some trolls have learned the errors of their ways” said Thrall
“Its killing Kilrogg that I have brought some of the younger trolls to my side to learn the art of ninjitsu, with my training them you will have yourself a clan of shadow fighters I promise you that brother”
“My thanks Furel, I feel like we will be needing them, I sense a coming storm over the horizon.”
“I feel it as well Thrall , it feels as if fate is spinning us all into a storm that will destroy everything in its path,”
“I have fought too hard to bring the orcs back to prosperity and I will not abandon them now”
“nor I Thrall my blade goes where you need it,”
“Thank you Brother”
The Night air was warm as Thrall stared at the full moon, Orgrim, Grom, Furel and he had drank an ate till his belly had been stuffed, he could still here laughter and the sounds of singing as he blew the candles out laying in his bed, he cursed under his breath not being able to shake the feeling something was going to happen. His mind wondered off thinking about the dream he had the night before, the Nightelf looked like he had so much hate in him, but why he thought to himself and why bring that hatred against me, I haven’t even seen you before, are you the one trapped in the dark labyrinth. Questions plagued Thrall as he fell into another restless sleep.
The figure crept up the blacktowers long stairways heading for the orcchiefs quarters, he was met by first by a large orc patrolling the stairs, but the orc was caught by surprise as his two short throwing axes came from behind his back slicing downwards on each side of the orcs neck, he stepped over the orc wrenching the blades free. Taking the last flight of stairs up to the warchiefs quarters he slid up to a corner peering out at the two orcs at the front of the warchiefs doors, he stepped out of the shadows walking forward the axes leaving his hands landing in the foreheads of the orcs..
Thrall awoke to the sounds of someone slipping his door closed, he leapt to his feet calling for the gaurds but got no response. Thrall rushed from his room almost falling over the bodies of the two gaurds propped against the wall blood still pooling around them, rushing back into his room lighting a torch looking around his room his eyes fell to the chest which had been picked open and torn through, “No!” he screamed as he ripped through the chest searching for the blue orb which was nowhere to be found.
Thrall, Grom, and Orgrim stood at the stableyard with hundreds of orcs and trolls standing at attention awaiting orders, word had reached out that an artifact of utmost importance had been stolen and must be recovered. Furel came running up with the Sahdow blade clan close behind him, “Kilroggs gone along with most of the clans of trolls,”
“ then we shall chase him to the ends of the earth if need be,” replied Thrall, “ gather yourselves orcs and trolls, we hunt!”