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Book 1: The War For Gilneas

Chapter 5, The Road Less Traveled

Malderon exited the tavern he stayed in for the night, the people there were skeptical of him, yet they reacted to him the way the merchant did, perhaps, they don't trust him, how could they, he was a Worgen. Malderon had on his bright silver armour, and mounted on his back, his warhammer, he was ready and set to take on the ships that carried the undead. If the ships that were there, really were being used by the foresaken, then he would kill the captains, leaving the foresaken without a leader, without someone to guide them, they would be forced to retreat.

Malderon went east of the camp, from there he made it to a farmhouse where there were soldiers and foresaken fighting, using their every skill to kill their foes. "IIIEEEEEH, EEEW GET AWAY!" the scream Malderon heard of came from a little girl, she was wearing a dirtied pink dress, Malderon could see that one of the foresaken soldiers was closing in on her.

Malderon, seeing this happen in front of the farm house, acted quickly, using his new Worgen speed, he dashed over on all fours to save the little girl from being killed. the second he reached her he used the momentum of how fast he was runnign to swing his warhammer, he hit the head of the foresaken soldier sending him flying, his skull was crushed inward from the force. The girl stared at the dead body and said, "oh thank you, thank you, I don't know what would have happened if he..."

The girl ghasped in fright, she saw who her savior was, a 7ft tall beast carrying a warhammer, "AAAAAAAAHHHH DONT HURT ME!" the girl backed up to the wall of the farm house, scared out of her mind. Malderon turned to the small frightened child and calmy and as softly as he could said, "Are you alright?" "What?" "I said are you alright?" "Y-yes, I didn't know a creature like you could speak." "yes, well, its fairly new to me. Do you know where your parents are?" "Y-yes, the'yre d-down there in the b-basement, why are you helping me?" "Because that is who I am, I help those in need. Now lets get you down there before somthing else trys to harm you."

Malderon held his hand out for the small child to hold it, he had to kneel because he was much taller now, the girl cautiously approched, looking from him, to the hand, she grabbed the hand and gently, Malderon lead her to the cellar door. He opened the door and said to the girl, "you should go ahead, I'm sure that i would give your parents quite a scare." "Ok, thank you again." "your welcome little one."

A few seconds after the girl started to go down the stairs, Malderon could hear footsteps coming up from the stairs; he hid in the bushes so as to not scare the people who were going to take a look outside. The face that appeared through the cellar door was a face Malderon did not expect, it was lord Godfrey. Malderon stepped out from the bushes and said, "Godfrey? What are you doing here?" Godfrey saw Malderon approching him, "I could ask you the same question." "I saw the ships that were carrying the foresaken, I came to the conclusion that if I managed to kill the captains I would be able to send them back." "You are acting on your own? And not by prince Graymane or king Graymane's orders?" "No" "I will have to make sure I contact the king about this" "THE KING IS ALIVE? I THOUGHT HE MIGHT HAVE DIED WHEN....." Malderon's voice started to trail off remembering the event that happened right before he became a Worgen. "Indeed, he is alive, and I believe i should inform you, that I still have not found anything that will be of use to cure you." Malderon was a little dissapointed from hearing that, "very well then, thank you for the update, now if you will excuse me, I have a mission to do." "I would appreciate it if you came to see me again after your finished, there is someone I want you to get rid of." "Understood" Malderon started to tred off to the ships and Godfrey went back down into the cellar.

Malderon headed tward the boats, he got about fifty yards before he made it to the beach where large meat wagons were tossing chunks of rotten meat at the camp, the boats were far off from shore, he thought, if I could commandeer that catapult, I could launch myself to one of the boats.

Malderon carefully manuevered around the battalion of foresaken charging into the forest, making sure not to be seen, he made his way to one of the meat wagons where it was being driven by a skeleton. the skeletion turned its head and ushered a faint, "uuuuhh" the skeleton was nothing but a fireing mechanism for the meat wagon, it had no will of its own. "How sad, you have no will to fight yet your soul belongs to the horde."

Malderon pushed the skeleton off and started to randomly pull levers hoping to be able to figure out how to control it, he quickly learned how it worked and aimed the meat wagon at one of the ships. The meat wagon was primed and ready to fire, Malderon climed on to the back where the meat that was being thrown was, he grabbed a hunk and tossed it at one of the levers, the meat wagon flung its contents into the air, Malderon landed on the ship but could still not stop, hit the ship's mast, hard, if he wasnt wearing his armour he was sure he would have had a few broken ribs. Malderon pulled himself together just in time to see that the foresaken on the ship were closing in on him, swords drawn.

End Chapter 5