The Quest to find the Prince

Chapter 6: Prepare for War

Garrosh, the general, and an army of Horde behind them, stood on a hill overlooking a town, he grinned, knowing about the destruction he is about to cause…

“SOLDIERS OF THE HORDE!” he yelled. All of the grunts stood at attention and cheered as their leader spoke.

“In this world, lies a land fit for our taking! Untold riches wait for us, but first be must force the Alliance out! As warriors of the Horde, it is your duty to crush these Alliance filth and remove them from these lands!”

All of the grunts cheered, and grows louder as their Warchief speaks.

“Now is the time to strike! With their leader distracted, we have a advantage! Show no fear, and of all else… SHOW NO MERCY!” he roars.

The cheers turn into roars as Garrosh throws his arm into the air.

“BLOOD AND THUNDER!! LOK’TAR OGAR! FOR THE HORDE!!!”

“FOR THE HORDE!!!!!!!” the Horde replied at the same time, and charged their way into the peaceful land of Equestria.

Stormwind Keep now had extra security. Since the blood elf managed to get into the keep, King Varian made sure that nobody could get in or out; they will need permission. King Varian, Andumar, and Sintin Calmortin were in the throne room, talking about the resent activities.

“How could one single blood elf get into my city?” King Varian questions.

“We don’t know your majesty. None of the guards saw anything; the only people that had encountered him were Adumar here and the guards that were on duty at the time.” Siltin answers.

Varian turns to Andumar with a questioning gaze. “Did you see anyone else with, or around the elf at all?”

Andumar shakes his head. “No one, your Majesty. It was just him.”

King Varian was getting angrier by each passing minute. You can see the rage when you gaze into his eyes. He was wondering if there was a opening somewhere in his keep, so he sent a search team for anything around the keep.

“Did you get a good look – or name – of this blood elf, Andumar?” King Varian demands.

“I did not get a name; but I did get a good look. He had blonde hair, green eyes, wears a red headband and red leather armor.” he countered.

King Varian fumes with rage. He believes he knows who the blood elf was. “GUARD!” he calls; a royal guard comes running up to Varian, awaiting orders. “Yes, your majesty?”

“Bring me the wanted poster of the blood elf, Vilkil – and make it quick!” he commands.

The royal guard runs off.

“I have been thinking,” Andumar starts. “Since we found no trace on how this elf got in; maybe someone from within the keep let him in.”

“Are you saying we have a betrayer among us?” inquired Varian.

“That’s exactly what I’m saying, your majesty.” he says.

“If someone from within the keep did betray the Alliance to help those horde bastards, they will pay.” Varian says furiously.

“I’ll handle the problem here at Stormwind Keep; you return to the land of Equestria and let the princesses know to be prepared for war.”

“As you command, your majesty” Andumar says with a salute. “I shall depart immediately.”

As Andumar departs, King Varian summons several couriers to his throne room. He wrote a missive to each of the Leaders of the Alliance.

***

Leaders of the Alliance,

The time has come for a war council. There are not many details that can be said on this missive. The Horde is about to go to war on a peaceful world; Yes you read that right. I will be waiting in Stormwind Keep to discuss the details. We will be fighting to protect a land called Equestria. Make haste.

As I said, more will be discussed later.

- King Varian Wyrnn of Stormwind City

[Stormwind Official Seal]

***

Location: Canterlot Castle

Andumar went through the portal once again, returning to the land of Equestria. He found a few guards on duty, protecting the portal and letting nobody through. They kept an eye on him, watching his every move; every step, every movement of his arms; they also kept an eye on his weapons.

Andumar approached a guard that was waiting at an exit. He was a white stallion Pegasus. His armor was bright yellow representing one of Celestia’s guards, with a light blue star on the front, green eyes and a totally blank expression was on his face. He eyed Adumar as be approached.

“I request an audience with, Princess Celestia and Luna.” he says. “We have news on our enemy that must be delivered immediatly.”

The guard, still being mundane nods. “Follow me.”

After a short walk, Adumar and the guard approached two massive doors. Two other guards, stood there and their horns started to glow; then the doors opened. After the doors opened; he got a good glimpse of the room. Windows covered the roof, and all around the room some windows had strange patterns and pictures. There was a golden throne, with both Princesses sitting there, locked in conversation. All conversations stopped once the doors opened, and they were staring right at him. Andumar steps forward and bows.

“Ahh, Sir Andumar. What brings you into the throne room today?” princess Celestia asks.

“Princess Celestia, you need to prepare your best soldiers.” He says unnervingly. He knew that ponies never went to war, since they were a peaceful race. They still do train for battle, though if the time ever needed it.

Both princesses look at him questionably. Princess Celestia asks, with a bit of pure in her voice. “What do we need to prepare soldiers, for?”

Andumar looks up with a malice look, and says one word that makes chills go down the princesses’ spines.

“War.”

Location: Stormwind Keep, hours later

King Varian stood in the war room, where battle plans are planned, and where they observe enemy movements. The Leaders of the Alliance were in the room with him. Next to King Varian, was Genn Graymane, King of Gilneas.

From the city of Darnassus, home of the Night Elves, Tyrande Whisperwind, High Priestess of the Goddess Elune, former general of the Night Elf Sentinels and current head of the Sisterhood of Elune; stood with her husband, Malfurion Stormrage, the first of the mortal druids on Azeroth, Archdruid of the Kaldorei and Moonglade, Co-leader of the Cenarion Circle, and Co-leader of Darnassus.

From the stone city of Ironforge, home of the Dwarves, was Muradin Bronzebeard, Prince of Ironforge, High Thane of the Bronzebeard Clan, younger brother of the dwarven King Magni Bronzebeard, and older brother of the explorer Brann Bronzebeard.

From the city of Gnomeregan, Ex-Home of the Gnomes, was Gelbin Mekkatorque, High Tinker and King of Gnomes.

From the great city of The Exodar, home of the Draenei, was Prophet Velen, Prophet of the Naaru, and the Leader of the Draenei.

From the port city of Theramore Isle, was Jaina Proudmoore, Ruler of Theramore, leader of the Kirin Tor, and personal agent of the deceased Archmage Antonidas.

All of them received a missive from a courier of Stormwind City that was sent by King Varian himself and went to the meeting that was put in place.

“…and that’s the story, my friends.” Varian said gravely. He has been addressing the group of people sitting there the situation they were in. “We cannot let the Horde take over this world, or find my son. We must defend those who cannot defend themselves.”

They all nodded in agreement.

“I can take you through the portal to the city called ‘Canterlot’ when you all are ready.” he says.

“We are ready when ye are, lass.” said Muradin. The others nodded.

Location: Unknown

Anduin was still sitting in the same cell he has been for what felt like weeks. He has been trapped, and never let out. They brought him food when he was hungry. He doesn’t even know about the Horde and Alliance getting ready for war in this peaceful world…Yet.

He heard footsteps approach his cell, and he got closer, thinking food was coming. One the figures came into view, he could not see their faces since they were skulked in the shadow, but one looked human; the other, he doesn’t know.

“I have news, my queen.” the human figure starts. “The Horde has arrived in this world, and the Alliance is following right behind them. They are getting ready for war.”

Anduin could not believe his ears. ‘Father…’

The other figure, chuckled evilly. It sounds female. “Good, good! Everything is going just like I planned.” the female says. “Soon, the land of Equestria, and the world, will succumb to the grasp of chaos and nightmare!”

Location: Canterlot Castle

The Leaders of the Alliance went through the portal and exited on the other side. The ponies jumped into action and surrounded the group, but then out of nowhere a loud shout is heard, echoing within the room.

“GUARDS! STAND DOWN! THEY ARE FRIENDLY!” the guards quickly withdrew their weapons and backed away from the group. When the guards were away from the group, nine figures came walking toward them; seven were ponies and one was human.

Andumar steps forwards and bows before all of the leaders of the Alliance in front of him. “Well met.” And recieve greeting back.

Princess Celestia and Luna stepped forward, mesmerized by all of the tall and short creatures in front of them. Princess Celestia and Luna, plus the other elements bow their heads. “Greetings, I am Princess Celesita, and this is my young sister, Princess Luna, we are the rulers of the land of Equestria.”

They all said a greeting back. King Varian stepped forward, introducing each other leaders. “This is Muradin Bronzebeard, Prince of Ironforge, and High Thane of the Bronzebeard Clan. Tyrande Whisperwind, High Priestess of Elune and leader of Darnassus, and her husband Malfurion Stormrage, Archdruid of the Kaldorei and Moonglade and Co-Leader of Darnassus. Velen, leader of the draenei based at The Exodar. High Tinker Gelbin Mekkatorque, leader of the gnomes. Genn Graymane, King of Gilneas and Jaina Proudmoore, leader of the Kirin Tor and leader of Theramore.”

“We have agreed to help ye all.” Muradin says.

The princesses smile wide, happy to see the Alliance lend their assistance to help their land.

All of a sudden, a guard comes rushing into the room. He was bleeding gravely, his armor was nearly annulled. “Guard! What happened?!”

“T-The town of P-Ponyville is under attack by creatures unknown to us…” he pants as he tries to come out with the words; he ten collapses on the floor - dead.

The girls screamed in horror at the death of a pony right in front of them. Plus, their town was under attack.

“Shan’do, could you do something about this…?” Tyrande asks her husband, worried about the ponies.

“I could help this poor creature come back to life, please give me some room.” Malfurion says. As the Night Elf walks toward the fallen pony, the crowd of shocked ponies, step out of the way, they seem to observe his figure; a pair of antlers were growing from his head, they noticed he also had attributes to a few attributes of animals, the attributes of a bird, a cat, and a bear. When he gets to the body, they watch Malfurion work his magic.

He kneels over the dead pony, and his hands start to glow a nature-green color. Malfurion uses the power of nature to send life back into the dead pony. He puts both his hand on the side of the pony, and slowly his wounds close, and disappear from his body. The pony then gasps for air, and opens his eyes. When he sees a tall night elf looming over him, he then cowers in fear.

“You don’t have to fear me, young one.” he says in calm, soothing voice. “I have brought you back to life; now rest. You will need it.”

The pony looks into Malfurion’s eyes, and see’s he has nothing to fear about this man. “T-Thank you.” He says.

Malfurion smiles, nods and stands up and walks back to the group of alliance leaders. All of the ponies were staring wide-eyed at what they just experienced. Malfurion chucked, “The power of nature helps in more ways than you can imagine.”

King Varian speaks up. “I will return to Stormwind, and have my mages make portals around the city and have heroes and the Soldiers of the Alliance aid you in battle.” And then he turns and walks back to the portal.

“We will stay and help. Elune guide us.” says Tyrande.

“I agree, lass.” Muradin says. “Let’s go show the Horde filth what we are made of.”

Back at Stormwind City, mages were gathering making portals to the land of Equestria. King Varian stands on a balcony, and he takes a deep breath and roars out.

“SOLDIERS OF STORMWIND, HEED YOUR KINGS CALL!”

“By now, you proably have heard rumors of creatures roaming Stormwind Keep. They have come under attack by the Horde, and seek our assistance.”

“As always, the Alliance helps those in need!” Varian shouts. “This time, we must drive the Horde out of the land of our ally’s land! We march in ten minutes!”

The soldiers were talking amongst themselves, wondering where they were going and what this world was.

“This world, called Equestria, goes by the same values as the Alliances does. We help those in need. We will help them drive Garrosh and his army back!”

“VENGENCE! This is the word we shall go by this day!” he roars. “We shall deliver it to them!”

“FOR THE ALLIANCE, AND FOR EQUESTRIA! WE SHALL BE VICTOURIOUS THIS DAY!”

“FOR THE ALLIANCE!” they soldiers roared. They start to chant as they gather their weapons and armor.

End of Chapter 6

I don't know if I did these speeches well, let me know what you think; and let me know if I made any mistakes.

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