Mind Games (Part 2)
Kregnar, July 31, 2006
A week has passed since Kregnar encountered the strange
occurrence in the Plaguelands. Each passing day, the voices
become louder and more frequent. Every night, every dream the
forsaken figure forever haunts Kregnar. Taunting him and
manipluating him. You cannot change fate...
Kregnar: Get out of my head!
Kregnar springs up from his bed and begins to rub his head. He
then turns and sits on his bed looking down onto the floor.
Kregnar: It has been a week now. I feel my mind growing weaker.
This forsaken will not leave me be I cannot stand it for much
longer. Hmm.. It seems we are raiding The Molten Core.
Kregnar hops up and slowly makes his way over to where his gear
lay. He suits up and walks out the door.
Kregnar: Heh, Swiftpaw. Your liking your new armour? You have
gotten a lot faster too. Lets make our way.
Kregnar gives Swiftpaw a pat than saddles up.
Kregnar: To the Core!
As Kregnar approaches the Core the voices start to taunt his
mind. It is ignored and Kregnar continues. The raid was going
along smoothly, the firelords were falling and the plunder was
looking better than ever. But as Kregnar thought everything was
fine, he stops, looks down and loses his mentality. The voice
somehow overpowered his mind, making him a puppet, making him
different.
Now Kregnar, let's have a little fun shall we. Hmm those
triplets. Lets break them..hehehe.
From that point onward, Kregnar hassles the triplets without a
second thought. The triplets begin to get mad. They clench their
fists, ready to give Kregnar the fight of a lifetime. Bloodscream
then intervenes.
Hmmm, Well I have had my fun. And I have learnt a lot today. Hehe
I must inform the master... The voice vanishes..
Most of the firelords have fallen and the everyone was turning in
for the night. Kregnar was aware of his actions in the Core, but
could not help it. He knew what he did to the triplets and a few
others. Kregnar returned home and sat at his table. Holding his
head as he flashed back to that crater, and his actions in the
Core.
Kregnar: What I am doing. Damn it all! The triplets... I am sorry
Nehau, Dehau and Tehau. I did not mean to act in such a manner..
When I can I will apologise to you girls. In the meantime I will
investigate what this is all about.
In the midst of the night Kregnar travels back to the
Plaguelands, back to where it all started. Kregnar was speechless
when he arrived at the crater. The forsaken, the one in his
dreams, was right there infront of him looking up into the sky.
In the sky was Naxxramas.
Kregnar: It's you! The one I see in my dreams, What do you want
from me!
The forsaken slowly turns around and stares at Kregnar. The
forsaken surrounds himself and Kregnar in mist. Unable to see
anything he withdraws his weapon and stands ready.
You cannot change fate.. you shall all die..
Suddenly the forsaken appears infront of Kregnar.
Leave this place foolish orc, or you will die
Another voice is heard.
Forget it Marond.. Return..
Marond: Hehe looks like our time has been cut short orc,
farewell.
Kregnar then is instantly knocked out. Hours later he regains
conciseness. The crater, the forsaken and Naxrammas have
disappeared. Kregnar returns home and lays on his bed.
Kregnar: Marond is his name. Well I found out something. And that
over voice, sounds very familiar. I heard it during the invasion.
Kel'Thuzad!! It was Kel'Thuzad! Hmm, I must find out more. But I
must wait. I must give it time.
Kregnar falls fast asleep.
You cannot change fate...