Where’s the King?!

As Mike walked into Stormwind, people eyed him up and down wondering where he went off to since he's supposed to guard certain areas by the kings commands. His leg still hurt just a little bit, but the wound was pretty much healed up so it won't be able to open back up.

Mike stormed into the kings throne room. Seeing the six guards on either side of the kings red carpet that led up to his throne, he saw that the man wasn't there on his throne.

"Where the hell is the king?!" Mike yelled loudly making the room shake around him and everyone. Some guards that where smaller in size than Mike looked a little worried, but the bigger guards weren't even bothered by him.

One guard being of Mikes height spoke up, he was a tall night elf with dark purple hair and a dark purple beard, "he has left for a few days with the priest named Stella, we are on watch for him." The guard said not changing his expression.

Mike breathed on the mans face angrily like this was his fault. The guard sighed and said "Sir Mike, I'm going to need you to back the hell up." The tall elf man said taking his spear and hitting it loudly on the marble floor. Mike didn't even flinch at this.

"Or what?" He huffed in the night elf's face. The night elf again said "sir, on the commands of the king himself, you are not allowed to order us around any more. You are done with your job here. You are no longer needed as a guard. The king told us that you quit." The night elf said sternly, his dark blueish purple eyes big and mysterious.

Mike backed up not wanting to piss the night elf guard off any further. Then he cracked his neck by moving his head around that had the smaller body guards cringe a little.

"I did quit. Your king is a fool!" Mike said yelling throughout the room so all six guards can hear including the old butler. He just stood there in the door way motionless not even flinching with this news. The butler is used to the king treating him as if he where a slave.

"Watch your tongue." The tall purple haired night elf said warning Mike again. "The king could throw you into the dungeons." A smaller body guard said, a human man barely the age of 18.

Mike huffed and laughed at the younger body guard, "you won't make it long here, boy. Your a bit young and smaller than the rest. I'm giving you a warning, this will be hell for you. Run while you still can." Mike said looking into the humans brown eyes. He was indeed right about this. The human only has been there for a week now, taking the place of a tall white haired night elf man who died in battle.

The human gulped, "sir... I'm here to serve the king, and to grow stronger under his power." The human said looking down on the marbled floor now starting to shake in his armor.

Mike walked up further to the young man eyeing him and watching his very moves. "I can smell your fear. Please leave. I will make sure the king does nothing to you. That I promise. It's my job as a Wargan to protect." He said tilting his head watching the young man still shivering.

"What is your name?" Mike asked the young human guard, he straightened himself to stand up taller and said "my name is Thade..." he said and then took his helmet off, and then his heavy chest piece. The other guards eyeing him not even saying a word. They where going to let this one go free.

"Thank you." Thade said to Mike bowing to him, he then went into a small room just on the side of the big throne room to grab a small bag of his belongings, it was all the young man had. He turned around to see everyone standing in their places, he waved his goodbyes, and took off into the kingdom hurriedly. Good thing Thade is a rogue so he can get away quicker with the sprinting abilities.

"What did you do?!" A woman's voice was heard off on the side of the room that led down beneath the hallways. She stood there in a light purple dress with Lacey sleeves on it. Her medium chest exposed, and brown hair tied up in a bun, some hairs escaping to the sides. It was the lovely Stella. She was eyeing Mike up and down with her new turned purple vampire eyes. Stella wasn't supposed to be here, so she of course lied to all of the guards.

Mike turned to look at Stella. "Where is the king?! We need to speak. Now." Mike demanded and Stella let out a nervous laugh.

"Your asking for a war." Stella said with arms crossing her chest now. Her long lashes fluttering casting a shadow over her cheeks from the lit up candles.

Mike wasn't having any of this nonsense, he doesn't care if he starts a war, he will do what is right and protect as many as he can.

Mike let out an annoyed huff and proceeded to say "the king is a liar, a master manipulator. He's got all of you on his leash like dogs!" Mike exclaimed loudly.

Mikes body began to shake a little, his wolf form wanting to come out from the built up anger he has for the king.

The tall purple haired night elf came to stand in front of Mike once again, their height almost being the same, just the night elf's height was slightly taller.

"I'm giving you another warning, Mike. Stand down, and leave at once." The night elf said spitting in Mikes face that turned him more angry than before.

"Don't fucking spit on me!" Mike said shaking uncontrollably now.

Some of the guards gulped backing up more to give Mike space. The tall night elf still stood in Mikes way unafraid.

"Are you not afraid of what I can do to you?!" Mike screamed in the night elf's face, his body becoming very hairy. He was still holding back on shape shifting all the way.

The night elf brought forth his staff in front of Mikes shaking neck. "You've given me no choice." The night elf spoke through his teeth.

The night elf ordered the old butler to come towards them, Mike eyed the butler as if he was planning on hitting him.

"What the hell do you think you are doing ?!" Mike said not wanting to get handcuffed. The butler had a golden handcuff in his back pocket that he brought out with his wrinkly hands.

Mike then turned his gaze back onto the night elf's gaze staring back at him with his dark purple ish blue eyes. "Your making a mistake!" Mike yelled as the butler now started handcuffing the back of Mikes hands.

Stella stood closer to Mike, but far enough to not get struck in case he did shape shift.

Stella let out a little smile for Mike to see now that she stood on the other side of the night elf guard. "You have been warned multiple times." Stella said with her sweet voice like honey, this had Mike wince his eyes angrily at the beautiful new born vampire.

Mike put his head down as if making a bow, but it was him feeling shameful. his shaking now died down. He felt defeated. His hands bunched up together in the tight golden handcuffs. But this doesn't mean he was going to give up now. He will soon think up of a plan.

"Have fun in the cold dark dungeon room. Maybe this time you will realize what you have done wrong." The night elf said happily grabbing onto the back of Mikes hands and pulling him with him. He's a very strong night elf, so Mike couldn't help but almost be dragged along with him into the dark hallways that lead further underneath the castle.