User:Zamoonda/Zamoonda

There are thoes...Who think us, The Humans of stormwind..as Vile as the Undead...as greedy as the Dae'mons..as brutal as the Orcs..For there is only one truth in us...

Destruction.

Ambassedor Zamoonda is also known as Zamoonda the Soulflayer is the Dark Priest of an orginization called The Cultists, who lay deep below in the Catacombs of Stormwind City..not for summoning demons..but..yes..but for the Good of us all... He is also the mentor and known therafter spiritual advisor of Axeron a fallen druid (?).

Before The Darkness
Zamoonda was once a Holy priest, taught by Fedral Alenman, he summoned the light to cure and to pray in Light's Hope Chapel in Eastern Lordaeron, when The Scourge appeared, he quickly departed to Strahnbrad to save it from Orcish Attacks, instead, he found himself captured and taken by the Orcs with his brother, when The Orcs purpose was revealed, that they are scedgueled to be Sacrificed to demons, Zamoonda and his Brother Delemn fled, both where high priests of the Holy Order and then in their way, they ran into a group of Mortar Teams, that they where attacking some sort of humanoids that crawled..they healed the dwarves and helped them, and discovered there was a Granary that spawned such horrific creatures, Prince Arthas Menetil and Jaina Proudmoore, and helped them face a new kind of powers...

Necromancy
Although, Kel'thuzad has been chased off, and he swore his oath to the King, and to the Prince, he vowed he will follow Prince Arthas Menethil...as he helped him through all the fights of Death..he at last reached the place where he thought to Suicide...

Prince Arthas Menethil II told him, and his fellow men, alongside him, to utterly destroy the noble city of Stratholme..let alone KILLING Every single man, child, women, infant alive in that town..When Prince Arthas and his army (alongside Delemn and Zamoonda himself) chased Mal'ganis, he told them to leave for Northrend...Northrned! A Cold, hasrh land! barely any life left there! Surely the Prince isn't THAT mad...

Is he?...

Before the Cries
Although, fortunatly, Delemn didn't swore any oath to anyboddy, he stayed in Capital City while Zamoonda faced the destruction of Northrend...he was at the boat with Arthas, although, Jaina left him, Arthas kept a headfist and a hard skull to crack, he made them all proud, he did.

as they crashed to Northrend, several hundred men diead in the winds or crashed to northrend...he told them there is no time, and they all followed him deeper into the Cold North...

they ran into Arthas' mentor, Prince Muradin Bronzebeard..."Princes" he sighed.

they've been convinced that Prince Muradin Bronzebeard went to investigate Northrend for unusual activities, and in that time, he also went to search for a runeblade called FrostmourneWhen they assisted Muradin's allies in defending their Stronghold, and defeated Mal'ganis' base..Arthas ran into the very earth, searching for an absent Mal'ganis, Zamoonda tried to calm him down, telling him that This surely isn't Mal'ganises Main Stronghold...

The Fallen Prince?
Zamoonda and his group of priests, Alexandros, eli, Nori, and a good friend of his, Alendastroz, holded the line while absent Princes where out to search for The Damned Sword, as the Undead engaged ,he saw Alexandros' head lolling away into their own ranks, one of the undead thrusted at him, he pulled back, sending the holy light and killing the Undead creature,Eli and Nori where both fighting hard...but an Abomination grabbed Eli - Nori's son - and throwed him over the horizon, grabbed Eli, sent a blade into his chest, and swalloed his head...

when they couldn't hold much longer, Arthas returned! Thank the Gods, as he went to ask the Prince..."Prince Arthas! you've returned but...Where is Muradin?" "Muradin is dead, we must press on" he was shocked that the Prince didn't even RESEMBLE any kind of loss, as if he'd be more worry about feeding his cat.

as they fought, and fought, in the end, some kind of creatures destroyed their ships for no reason, and then, when the final battle..Zamoonda was lost in thought, he lay, critically injured, no priests where alive, half of the army lay dead or dying...he just was there...half-sleeping..(Or dying?...) Where is Arthas?! Wheres his holy Light! He is, after all, a Paladin! What has happened...

in the end, Prince Arthas was gone..Zamoonda was heartless as they discovered the prince has left...after six months..they finnaly built a ship, and sailed back to Lordaeron..

A New End.
When they reached the Western Dalaran..it was not at all to their likings..

huge, spires, where crashed in the sea..a huge, ruined city lay in the horizon...Dalaran?! But..how could---

He adn the survivors fled, and when they fought off a dozen abominations and lost lots of good men..did they know that all that they have known might be very well LOST. He ran, careless about what he may encounter..but as he looked...at the thousands of ghouls heading to him..the shattered kingdom of Lordaeron laid revealed; "For The lich King!" one of the ghouls yelled..another yelled "For the Dark Knight!" "For our master!" Dark Knights? some kind of Lich and he's the King? what has happened...and as the first ghouls ran his dark sword through..he thought what has happened to his brother...but his last thoughts where in the Sightless Eyes..The once-Ocean blue..a narrow face..and so very similar to him..but not...

Delemn grabbed his dying body, and he blacked out as all the ghouls ran into him.

The Fallen Priest.
He was mindless, his sight was not his, yet he suffered horros...His body was uncontrolled, yet he suffered slices, dices, and most of all, cuts in his head...

he returned, like a dog to the masters call, to the Death Knight, King Arthas, as he was sent to like a dog to slay a settlement, did the truth lay before him.. he was half-alive...His body was pinkish, but full of blood, his corpse wasen't decaying...

but why?

and then..before slaying the old man, that ruled the resistance..all the ghouls, along with a fellow comrade, one Banshee named Sylvanas Windrunner that he helped slay they fell to the floor..shreiking and shrieking as the powers of the Lich King left them...

Zamoonda opened his eyes, bathed with...Shadowed Light? Sylvanas was too, shocked to see her in control of her emotions and action..and horrorly, she slew the last resistance in Lordaeron City.. But meanwhile when Sylvanas chatted to her banshees on how to reclaim their humanity (Or Elvish) and to live once again..Zamoonda left the new Banshee Queen..he went for days...weeks..his body barely intact..mourning..

His brother slew him.

His good comrade now doing more then even the Lich King told them to do.

Lordaeron was shattered.

Prince arthas now the Dark Lord of Lordaeron and the Scourge.

A New Hope
as he hided in The Searing Gorge after a cruel war he learned that was called the War of the Three Hammers, he left his well-dug-out cave, and went to the newborn City of Stormwind...luckily, his chest there was a hole..but some kind of shadow around him that stuck to his limbs kept him from turning more undeadish, he knew how to master his illusions aswell, and can easily hide the shadow from The Naked Eye.

he said hello to the Guard, and said he travelled from the south, The fool, he mused, said to him exactly the name "Ah, from Darkshire, you are from Darkshire, are you not?" Haha! he was a pathetic fo--

what has happened to him? He begins to sound no better then Arthas...

as he passed through huge statues, and the Hall of Heroes, he searched for something..anything that may assist him.

The Meeting with Unen
Days, he was for weeks, drunk and being possed daily by the Lich King as he summoned with the Dark Warlocks in the Slaughterroom beneath Stormwind City...one day, he ordered a new shirt to look less like a Warlock, and surprisingly, his friend Unen was the actual deliverer!

He was drunk -again- and went beneath the Catacombs..and Unen, a curious Priest, followed him...he yelled to the Warlocks "I am not to be disturbed!" And when Unen..found him in mid-summoning a Demon, he lost control, and fell to the floor, shireking.. his eyelids turned normal..and he went up, surprised to see Unen.. he was far too lost in thought to control..Unen asked many, many questions.. He was drunk..and that made a mistake he'll never regret.

The Story.
Zamoonda told the story, every bit, until the part where they saw Dalaran City in ruins, and then he fell to the floor..barely concious and breathing.. "Zamoonda, you are not well" Said Unen, he was right, he was definatly not well, he simply dismissed him, and went to take a Drink, again, Unen The Curious One, asked him "No, you are not" he went outside after gulping a wiskey..and fell to the floor..he was sleeping in the streets.. as Unen actually looked at what he saw in his neck.. A Dark print of Black Eyes..all know thoes Dark Eyes..everyone who lived in the days of Lordaeron knew them well.. Zamoonda was a slave to the Living Dead. He was shocked, and as Zamoonda awaken, completly forgotten the encounter with Unen..said that he must go..and left..

Following The Shadow.
Unen followed him every bit...until the Shadow took full control, he grabbed him on the spot..but Zamoonda was far too weak for it..he took him to the Cathedral Of Life in STormwind.. "He is cursed" The Archbishop said, shocked, Zamoonda was again half-concious.. Zamoonda muttered about Lordaeron..Death..he must be dreaming it of a sort! He quickly casted Mind Vision..to look into it.. as he saw (And felt and sensed and emotioned) Zamoonda's feeling as he was ripped apart in the hcest...Darkness entered him..He was half-alive..as Delemn fled to the inne rLordaeron..zamoonda was left uncontrolled..no idea how to control himself..he let the Darkness take hold of him, as Arthas controlled a half-alive DArk Priest..he took the Light from him..and put Darkness instead...

Revealing
"aaah!" he screamed..and Zamoonda awoke.."I.." He didn't know what to say...Zamoonda had no other choice - he ran from the CAthedral of Life..unwanting to know what has happened! "Zamoonda! WAit! You must accept it!" "Never!" "Never!I am holy! I WILL be Holy Once again!" he ran..until he can run no longer.."Zamoonda...You must accept it.." Unen turned black..Darkened shadow but..he was controlled of his own actions! He knew how to control them! "Zamoonda..You have a gift of Shadow, a cursed gift - but a Gift, I know how to control it..You must accept it, or it will consume you.." Zamoonda didn't know what to say..but he knew.."I follow your..wisdom, Unun" he accepted the mantel of pupil, and now, Unen his newformed Master, will follow him in every way..knowing how to be the Master of Shadow, instead the Minion/Slave of Shadow...