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Thoradin's wall had seen better days. It had been used to protect Stromgarde and the Arathi Highlands from the scourge. Now it lay as an open gateway into a land guarded by undead led by Sylvanas Windrunner, a once-proud ranger-general of Silvermoon, home of the blood elves. She had been killed by the Lich King Arthas and reborn into his services as a creature of undeath. She turned against Arthas and was pronounced leader of the Forsaken.

Xenrigocia felt a chill as he and his other companions entered the Hillsbrad Foothills. He remembered the day Sylvanas took leadership and conversed with her often to help in any way he could. He felt torn between his services to her and the quest he was now on with his mate, Huttser the worgen Hunter from Gilneas, and three other companions. Suel, a Wolvar Druid from the frozen north in Northrend; Sapphire, a tigress from the jungles of Stranglethorn Vale to the far south; and Sambas, Huttser's faithful companion. A motley crew of warriors each searching for what they want and still following a dream of defiance against the might of the Undead Horde.

Xenrigocia stopped his motorcycle and dismounted it sniffing the midnight air. There was a heavy scent on the horizon that made them stop in wonder. The dragon aspect knew what it was and sneered.

"Can you smell that, my friends?" he asked keeping his back turned to them.

They all dismounted their cycle and stood behind the dragon aspect. Huttser sniffed the air and nearly gagged. He remembered the odor all too well. It was the smell of decay and death coming from the direction of Southshore where a human settlement once stood. It seemed that the undead had used the plague to destroy it. Huttser sighed and looked down. He knew what the plague was capable of since the Forsaken had turned it on Gilneas.

"What do we do now?" Huttser asked as he placed his hand on his lover's shoulder.

"We ditch the hogs," Xenrigocia replied. 'They make too much noise for us to use them. We will travel at night and stay off the main road as much as possible."

Xenrigocia didn't want to face the wrath of The Banshee Queen. He was in her debt, but he wanted to help his lover attain his dream of being able to live in peace in his homeland Gilneas. Something told him there would be a war and he was going to have to negotiate a truce if his lover was to make it out alive in this futile battle. Still, he had to try and reason with death itself. He was going to have to wait for daylight while the others were sleeping before he would fly off to Undercity the undead capital in Lordaeron.

The group traveled on through the night making sure to stay clear of Southshore yet stay on the south side of the road. The northern towns were crawling with undead. Still, they traveled through the night and never seemed to make it very far before the daylight came. They were along the coast now well away from the undead. There they set up camp. Xenrigocia helped Huttser set up their tent while Sambas lay nearby keeping watch to make sure no one would surprise them. Suel set up his tent and offered for Sapphire to join him in it. She wasn't one to refuse an offer especially not from a lover.

Suel waited till he thought his lover was asleep then reached down in his Wolvar form and run his fingers over her clit.

'Frisky, are we?' She whispered rolling onto her back. 'You trying to be sneaky?'

Suel smiled and slid to her tail end and straddled her with his arms.

"Perhaps you'd like the taste of a Wolvar this time." He said with a smile. Sapphire nodded and relaxed knowing he was bigger in natural form than in his feline form. As he leaned down she placed her forepaws on his shoulders and shivered as the tip of his shaft teased her tightness. He was trying to be careful as he slid the tip of his shaft into her tight feminine opening. Sapphire winced once as she readjusted to his thickness. 'My, are we tight," Suel whispered thrusting deeper, hitting his knot.

Suel knew there was no way she would be able to take the knot. Still, he enjoyed her warm insides around his thick shaft. Pre dripped from the tip of his length helping to lube up her already wet insides. He pushed again and again slowly rocking her with every thrust. She dug her claws into his shoulder as she moaned trying to be quiet so as not to give away their position to any who was passing by. Suel growled lightly at the sharp pain in his shoulders but kept his rhythm not wanting to cum too soon. He wanted to make sure she got all the pleasure first. To help with that he slid his arm down to rub his fingers over her now exposed clit. With his other hand, he had to hold her muzzle shut as she growled and moaned loudly. 'Shh, I know it's enjoyable but let's try to keep it down," Suel said still holding her muzzle.

Sapphire nodded taking deep breaths and growling through the hand clamped on her maw. Suel picked up his pace rocking his lover with every thrust. He got closer to release with every thrust. His breathing was short gasps as he felt a twinge thrusting one last time releasing his thick creamy load deep inside assuring once again that her cubs would be his. Xenrigocia held Huttser as he slept. He smiled and kissed the Worgen's muzzle before getting up and making his way out of the tent. He was unsure if the others were awake, but he ran into Sambas who was half asleep.

'Where are you going?' Sambas asked curiously.

"Shh," Xenrigocia replied quietly. "I need to go see The Banshee Queen to see if she'll let us have Gilneas back without too much of a fight. I don't want to lose Huttser."

'I won't stop you,' Sambas said sadly. 'Do you want me to tell Huttser when he wakes?'

"No, tell no one what I have done. Just let them know I'll be back." Sambas nodded and laid back down as he watched Xenrigocia make his way to the clearing just north of them. Xenrigocia transformed into his true form and took to the skies flying to the North West. He could see Lordaeron in the far distance as well as the crater where Dalaran had once stood. It would be nightfall by the time he reached Lordaeron and then he had to figure out a way to enter Sylvanas' throne room.

It was nightfall as he thought when he had reached the inner courtyard of Lordaeron. There was no one around so he transformed back into his blood elf form and made his way through the old throne room and to the back where the elevator to Undercity was kept hidden. Undercity could be confusing when you first entered it as there were multiple elevators leading into it. For Xenrigocia though he picked the one he remembered was closest to Sylvanas' chamber. He didn't look out of place as there were plenty of other blood elves around. That didn't matter anyway unless they started asking questions. The only one he wouldn't be able to fool was Sylvanas herself.

The throne room was almost empty when Xenrigocia strode in with purpose. Sylvanas sat up on a pedestal in the middle of the room which held her throne.

"Well, what do we have here?" Sylvanas said with a hiss. "Come in and join us, my old friend. I've missed you dearly."

Xenrigocia kept his stride as he climbed the stairs. He reached out for her hand and kissed it before standing in front of The Banshee Queen.

"My queen I come asking a favor from you," Xenrigocia said unaware of what was going on behind him.

"Really?" Sylvanas hissed. "After you left me defenseless and in Alliance territory? Do you think I would forgive so easily?"

She snapped her fingers and a collar with a chain was placed around

Xenrigocia's neck. He struggled and tried to shapeshift but couldn't.

"Don't think you can just change into a dragon and leave so easily." She crooned. "That collar is reinforced with magic."

Sylvanas stepped forward and ran her hand along his inner thigh but stopped sensing something new. "You have a mate now, interesting. What's her name?"

"His name is Huttser and he's on his way to Silverpine Forest to reclaim his home of Gilneas."

"Sad to say, Gilneas is old news. Although we will not give up Silverpine Forest to any of those mongrels. I plan on ridding myself of the worgen in that area, but I might make an exception if you do me a favor." 'You have my undivided attention," Xenrigocia said in defeat.

She leaned in and whispered into his ear. "Make me feel alive again." Xenrigocia sighed and nodded looking down. He would do anything to make sure his love was safe. Sylvanas waved her guards and advisors away. They bowed and left her alone with the dragon aspect. The Banshee Queen moved forward and grabbed the chain hanging off Xenrigocia's collar. She pulled on it tightly forcing him into a kiss. Xenrigocia didn't put up a fight. He returned the kiss with equal passion. They parted after a few moments then Sylvanas pulled Xenrigocia's dagger from his belt and cut his shirt away. She sheathed the dagger then slid his pants down his legs till they hit the floor where he stepped out of them.

"Oh my, aren't we built," Sylvanas commented as she slid her pants off.

Xenrigocia closed his eyes as he rubbed his uncut cock thinking about his mate in the south end of the Hillsbrad Foothills. He smiled to himself as he recalled feeling the Worgen's soft fur against his scales. The thought made him extremely hard and ready to give himself to the queen of the undead. Sylvanas pulled on the chain and brought the dragon aspect closer to her. She wrapped her cold leg around his waist and sighed at the touch. The dragon aspect rubbed his shaft along her exposed clit letting the ridges tease and tickle it making Sylvanas writhe in pleasure. "Mm, yes that's the spot." She hissed.

Xenrigocia pulled back and slid his shaft smoothly into her cold wet feminine opening. The chill was a new experience for him. Though he had nothing to fear since she was undead she could no longer have children. He slid his entire length in and then back out shivering from the cool feeling on his hot rod. She yanked on his chain pulling him on top of her as he slid back inside pressing hard against her womb. She tightened her muscles around his shaft making it to where he couldn't move anymore. Still, he pressed harder rubbing his pubic hair against her clit once more making her shiver in ecstasy.

"Yes, just like that." Sylvanas hissed again.

She pulled on his chain once more pulling him directly on top of her as he thrust in again hitting her womb once more. Xenrigocia, although forced against her, found his rhythm and pounded her lips making her moan again and again with every thrust. His thighs tensed and released with every thrust forcing himself harder and harder against her despite his limitations on movement. Her legs wrapped tighter around his waist as he started to take shorter breaths, sweat dripping from his forehead. With every thrust, her body rocked back and forth against the throne. She pulled on the chain once more pulling him into a kiss. He was able to keep his rhythm up to the point he was close to climax. Xenrigocia moaned and twitched his muscles as he finally let his seed deep in Sylvanas' tight insides.

"Very good now relax and sleep," Sylvanas said crooning. "When you wake we will talk about the future."

Xenrigocia pulled out and sat beside the throne tired and ready to sleep. He fell asleep quickly and when he woke he was cuffed at the wrists and ankles still nude.

"What's the meaning of this?" the dragon aspect demanded. "It's to keep you from fighting while I tell you my plans," Sylvanas said with an evil smile. "I'm going to wipe out all those in Silverpine Forest then if there are any left in Gilneas I will put an end to them. I will destroy all who get in my way, including your dear mate."

"You, lying bitch. You promised if I made you feel alive again you would back off."

"I said I might pull my troops, but I never agreed to anything. Come, General, we have work to do. I'm going to see this through personally." Xenrigocia sat on the throne and cried. Who knew what was going to happen now.

* * *

"What do you mean you don't know?" Huttser growled at Sambas.

'He told me he had something he needed to do, and he would be back.' Sambas said unfazed by Huttser's anger.

'And what of Suel?' Sapphire asked. 'Where did he go?'

'I didn't even see him leave,' Sambas replied again. 'More than likely he followed Xenrigocia.'

"Fine," Huttser said with a sigh. "We need to press on. We need to make it past the outpost leading into the Silverpine Forest." They all packed up camp and slowly made their way into the night making sure not to be seen by unwanted eyes. Still, there were eyes upon them from the trees. Owls and the like wondered what the group was up to yet never questioned.

The outpost didn't look very big, but it was guarded at both the front and back entrances. It seemed easy enough to get around but still seemed more difficult as the sun was almost up. They needed a diversion if they were to get past without being seen. They didn't have to wait long before a group of worgen leaped from the trees and tore the camp apart. Huttser took that moment to slip on through undetected by both the worgen and the undead. As soon as they got past they were stopped by another group of worgen and they didn't look very happy.