Vengeance

Sitatia POV
I twirled the rune blade in between my fingers. A smirk plastered upon my face, I dug the blade harshly into the Guard's stomach, he let out a blood curdling scream. Red crimson poured from his wounds as he fell, completely in shock. My lifeless eyes traveled to the body of many fallen. I heard a voice speaking softly in my head. 'Well done Sitatia. Return to me and receive your reward...' I smirked and looked to my Icebound Foresaken Drake. Climbing onto the armored creature, hitting it harshly with the handle of my blade.

"To Icecrown. My father requests our presence." The drake screeched and flapped his mighty wings.

I looked down to see the ground had a eerie blue glow, the temperature dropped. I smirked and kicked the drake onward, hopping off the drake before it flew off to land. Bowing before the heavily armored figure. Kneeling down, bowing my worgen head.

"You summoned me. Is something wrong?" I looked up, the pair of blue frosty eyes glared down at me.

"My dearest Sitatia. There is.. This Garrosh Hellscream is seeking vengeance on our land. Seeing they wanted to claim the Cathedral for the Horde. I of course stuck my very blade through his daughters heart and he still is out to get my family. Times are troubling my child. I must ask of you to go to Stormwind City in the Eastern Kingdoms.. Far from this cold place. I'm having General Iroh take you to the docks. From there you will ride Maximus, your trusty Deathcharger. Keep an eye out young one.. Not all people will be friendly. I will be keeping Iceheart, your drake with me.."

I shot my head up, "You can't just abandon me! I was your first born child, and first daughter of Arthas to become a Death Knight! I will not let you take me to the Alliance! They are rotten scumbags! Especially that King Varian.."

The Lich King abruptly turned around, his rune blade swooshing by my cheek.

"You will obey me Sitatia Menethil! Your departure is in a few hours. Be prepared to leave Northrend for a while.." I nodded reluctantly.

"Yes sir.." I whistled and Iceheart flew down, I climbed onto his back and hit his ribs with the blade. "Ha!" I yelled and he screeched, immediately flying upwards and heading to my fathers throne room.

Landing harshly and storming into the throne room. Seeing the assortments of runes and enchantments for multiple things. I ran my hand over the large, ice covered blade. It belonged to my grandfather. The previous Lich King, Terenas, was killed by my own father, I saw as the runes glowed to life.

A voice boomed out, "Princess Sitatia, your ship departs in 30 minutes. It's time to leave, the stable hands have loaded up Maximus and Iceheart is in his cave asleep. Your father awaits you at the docks to bid you goodbye."

I sighed, "General Iroh, tell me, why did Arthas kill his own father?" He sighed, "Princess, no time for questions, we must be on our leave.." I sighed, "Very well..."

My black boots made a clicking noise on the ice floor, the black cape dragging the floor slightly. I walked out, brushing briskly past my father. Boarding the boat and speaking harshly, choking back the threat of tears. "Set course for Stormwind Harbor!" The General nodded and signaled the others to begin the ride to Eastern Kingdoms. I watched as my father was leaving, riding back on his Undead Gryphon. "Goodbye daddy.." I whispered softly, going below deck to rest.

3 Hours Later....
Sitatia's POV
I opened my eyes, seeing light shining through the doorway. The giant city loomed forward as I smiled softly. "General, will you be going with me?" He shook his head, "No, I will be returning home with your father. No more time for small talk, Maximus is ready for you with the guards outside." I strode up the stairs, instantly looking to see a wide and cheerful city. It disgusted me, I looked as a guard heavily decked out in Alliance gear held Maximus's reins, the stallion neighed and attempted to rear. My worgen body towered over his, "Maximus doesn't take kindly to strangers.." I shifted to my human form and mounted upon my steed's back. Kicking him into a easy walk, seeing as the Orphan Master took her kids and hid them, Mages hid in the Cathedral. Guards shot me dirty looks, I looked as Maximus became uneasy when a large, white stallion abruptly shouldered him. A obvious Captain snarling at me. I allowed my cloak to cover Maximus's back. Rocking in the saddle as I approached the Stormwind Keep, dismounting, I skillfully tied Maximus to a lamp post. Walking with my head high into the long hallway, a throne room loomed in front of me. I sighed and saw as a hush fell over the throne room. The King stared at me with wide eyes, guards threw me more dirty glances but, I hardly acknowledged them. Only to see them cackle and a short lady exited a room and spat at the floor. "Well, well, well. If it isn't The Lich Princess herself. How's your daddy?" The girl asked smartly. Varian hushed her with a flick of the wrist. "Now, Annabelle be polite. We would like to welcome our guest from Northrend.." The girl, Annabelle, snorted and spoke even more snobbishly. "More like the guest from hell.." I glared coldly at her, clenching my fist and tightening my jaw. "Watch your tone mortal." I snapped through clenched teeth as I turned my head to Varian. He cleared his throat, "Welcome to Stormwind. Ms. Menethil. We're very pleased to see you here. And that you arrived safely to our city." I rolled my eyes, "Yea. Ok. That's nice. Where can a girl get some killing time around this joint?" Varian chuckled, "In our city, girls are forbidden to learn to fight and be in battle. Most girls take on tailoring, or caring for the Orphans." I felt my jaw drop to the floor. "No fighting?! What am I supposed to do?! Live in a hole?" Annabelle smartly replied, "You can sure go die in one.." I smartly snapped back, "You live in a hole! Now shut it!" I looked to Varian who was shocked with my recent outbreak. "Ms. Menethil, if your going to be rude and not respect our customs your can leave.." I snorted and put my hands in my hips. "Gladly." Turning sharply on my heel and storming out, my black cloak flowing behind me. I mounted onto Maximus's back, kicking him into a canter, pulling my hood to cover my face. I kicked Maximus harder and nearly screamed at him. I needed to kill, to see bloodshed.. A lot of it.
3 Hours Later.....
Sitatias's POV
I looked as bodies were strewn across Ewlynn Forest, who knew that there would be so many thieves attempting to kill the King. Although, I didn't blame them. I wanted to kill him to myself. I aimed one poisonous dart at a Stormwind Guard, smirking devilishly. Pushing out the dart with a puff of air and the dart hit the Guard easily in the right lung. He collapsed and yelled in pain, another guard stood up and yelled. "Scourge!" He pointed at me. I stood up, my worgen body easily looming over his puny human height entirely. "It's rude to call people names.." I thrust my blade forward, the tip immediately coming from in between his shoulder blades. Violently ripping the blade out, he let out a sickening cry, falling to his knees and then landing on his face. I cackled lightly. "Anyone else?" I asked smartly and cockily. Pushing my blade into the ground and looking as the guards cowered in fear. I smirked and sighed, picking up the blade and sticking it into my sheath. Smiling as I shifted to human and small splatters of blood covered my face. I pushed myself up onto Maximus and kicked him into a easy trot. We began to approach Stormwind Keep. I saw as guards hoarded around the entrance. "I'm here to see King Varian.." The lead guard shook his head and gestured towards me, "We will not allow someone of your class and corruption to be here. I looked at him smartly, "Watch me.." I kicked Maximus past the hoard of guards and he galloped into the throne room. I saw what they were protecting was right on. The King lie next to a body, the body was obviously Annabelle. She lie motionless, her eyes shot open. A blue, soulless flare illuminating her sockets. I felt a shiver down my spine. Varian sobbed weakly on his throne. He glared up at me, "You! Your father did this! Fix it!" I looked at the floor. "There's no way to cure being a Death Knight. Except for instant death.." Annabelle looked around, her face clueless and completely oblivious to anything happening around her. She bared her teeth, running up and tripping. Snarling sanely and letting out muffled words of what I thought was English. I perked my ears, she muttered the same chant I did. "Kill. Kill. Kill. Kill." My eyes opened wide as she lunged towards me with her teeth bared. I fall off of Maximus and swallow. Fiddling with my blade. Attempting to pull it from the sheath.