As the cold deathly winds breeze by Acherus, a clearly distraught tauren death knight slumped against the wall. Being restless due to undeath, he could not find the serenity of sleep and simply sat beside a Runeforge as he clenched onto a Horde insignia. ''Corvus!'' cried out a nearby Blood Elf Death Knight, ''my blade is rusty, fix it will you now?'' Master Siegesmith Corvus grunted and turned around to look at the Death Knight, his armor tattered and his runeblade shattered. ''Where did you off this time to come back in such a miserable state Elf? The is the second time within one week! When will you damned children learn to take care of yourselves!,'' snarled Corvus. As the bickering between the Blood Elf and Corvus continued, the Tauren grew irritated and left the area and to a more silent location, one where no one ventures. The Scarlet Enclave.

Flying to the ruined fields of the enclave, a rush of memories surged through the Death Knight. He could remember the screams of the children, men, and women he slaughtered during the genocide, and the echoes of the Lich King falsely crowing him for his deeds. At that moment he exhaled and realized there was no reason to cling onto the past, and realized that without the Horde he was nothing and must mend fences with Garrosh Hellscream after the disaster that occured within Thunder Bluff to be acknowledged as a ally of the Horde and not a enemy.

Pt 2 coming soon, if you guys see anything wrong with my writing, criticism would be appreciated.