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(A/N: Hey guys does anyone know why my story isn't coming within the fanfic ranking? or even most of the Fanfic section aside from the "Time updated" section when I upload?)
The Savage lands were a barren, harsh and brutal land that chewed up the weak and left only those that were Strong, brutal, cunning to not only survive but also thrive.
Populated solely by Orks who for several centuries the Greenskins had made the land very similar to their nature.
Multiple Ork klans dominated different territories each Klan led by a Ork Warboss, the stronger the boss the stronger the klan and the more territory they held.
Gul'dan walked towards the red mountains scowling at Orks around him being violent, stupid or stupidly violent.
'Sometimes I lament being the only sane one of my kind'
Gul'dan shook his head and continued on his pace if a Ork so much as opened it's mouth a wrong way as he walked they would soon find their souls sucked out by Gul'dan who even then didn't deign them a response.
The Red mountains were a famous hotspot in the Savage Lands inhabited by many powerful Ork Klans due to their abundance of mineral resources which the Ork Mekboys used to craft weapons.
Or as the Orks like to call them Dakka!
The red mountains were also home to the largest amount of the Ork's crude and brutal factories and Mek shops due to this with each one belonging to a specific Ork Kamp.
Gul'dan approached the Kamp belonging to a Klan called the Ardboys and instead of entering it he stopped in front of it.
And proceeded to launch a powerful green lightning spell that destroyed the entire entrance gate and the surrounding wall.
Gul'dan smiled at his handy work and the like he expected a large mass of Orks ran towards the entrance with quite a few of them looking excited thinking it was gonna be a fight.
Only for them to stop in disappointment when they only saw Gul'dan.
"Oi! Wot da ZOG you think yer doin, comin' in 'ere an' krumpin' our Ugh!"
The lead Ork didn't finish his sentence before he stiffened and green smoke came out of his mouth and eyes before he fell to the ground dead.
Gul'dan looked at the soul in his hand and burned it with daemonic fire without a care.
"I have no patience for your stupidity, take me to your reigning Warboss or better yet...."
Gul'dan smiled and continued walking deeper in the Kamp and like before any Ork that tried to attack him either found their soul extracted, burned to ash by daemonic fire or some other fel curse.
"Oi! Who'z makin' all dat noise an' not invitin' me for a good krumpin!?"
A thunderous voice came that froze the Orks around the area, as a large hulking Ork in unique but no less Orky black armour came into the scene scowling.
Borgut Facebeater, the current Reigning Warboss of the Ardboys and a very powerful Black Orc.
And the one Gul'dan wanted to see or rather the one who he currently needed to see.
Borgut stopped as he saw Gul'dan recognizing the damn Ork and by Gork and Mork he wished he hadn't.
"WOT DA ZOG YA DOIN' IN MA KLAN, YA GIT!?"
"A pleasure to see you too Borgut, you look even more dimwitted than I remember, good for you"
"Oi! I ain't wanna hear dat from a git like you, ya traita! givin us a right propa bad name, ya do!"
"Wot da zog ya doin' 'ere, ya git?"
Gul'dan gave a cold smile. "Simple. I want to see the alpha Ork"
Borgut's scowl turned murderous along with the other Black Orcs behind him while the other Orks if before they froze in attention at hearing Borgut this time their eyes were filled with both terror and reverence.
"Wot?! Yer think I'Z GONNA LET YA SEE DA BOSS?! Ya gotta be JOKIN"
"You should, especially when I have something he would much rather want, do you want to risk it Borgut? Even being his favourite might not save you"
Borgut snarled and it almost looked like he was gonna pick up his Choppa to attack him only for him to turn and walk back towards a large cave.
"Oi, ya comin' or wot!?"
Gul'dan smiled coldly as he followed the Black Ork within the cavern.
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The Cavern he was led into connected to a wider network of caves with parts of it being used by the Orks for different purposes.
Borgut led Gul'dan to the deepest part of the system of caves and stopped in front of the mouth of a particularly large cave that looked pitch black from the outside.
"Oi, Boss! Dere's dis git 'ere, wanna see ya. Says it's dead important, sumfin ya gotta 'ear."
After saying that Borgut stepped aside and even Gul'dan waited patiently knowing the one in the dark cave was one of the rare few even he had to be wary off.
Something large shifted in the darkness as a voice growled out.
"Oi, didn't I sez no gitz pokin' 'round? Who da zog iz dis git anyway!?"
The voice was extremely gravelly and bloodthirsty even by Ork standards.
"Gul'dan" Gul'dan said his name as he kept his eyes on the darkness.
Whatever was shifting in it paused before walking towards Borgut and Gul'dan out of the cave and letting the cavern's light illuminate him.
In front of them was now a huge Ork covered in different battle scars and having blood red eyes, that stood over 3 meters tall and didn't have a shred of armour on him.
Yet the sheer violence and danger that emanated from him would freeze even Veteran knights who had seen blood and death for most of their lives.
But if they knew WHO this specific Ork was then they would have long since consumed by despair.
The Green Daemon who had terrorized Azeroth centuries ago, the one who had caused the genocide of the Black Iron Dwarves, the Ork that had personally killed a great many heroes with his black axe or his bare hands.
Grimgor Ironhide.
Grimgor growled threateningly at Gul'dan.
"didn' I make meself clear, las' time? Next time I seez ya, I WAS GONNA RIP YA SPINE OUT AND USE IT FOR A TEEFFPICK!"
Gul'dan gave a rare bow of submission to Grimgor even if he wanted nothing more than to kill him, but he knew when it came to a fight even with his Warlock powers the one winning it would most likely be Grimgor.
Gul'dan used to be the "Ardboys" Klan's strongest Weirdboy. But unlike other Orks Gul'dan was much smarter and cunning with a lust for power that went beyond what was capable of most Orks.
But then Gul'dan came across the hideout of a Black mage and through studying his tomes found out about Chaos, the beings that inhabit the Warp and Daemons.
Gul'dan seemed to have found his calling that day as he abandoned his role as a Weirdboy and instead started communing deeply with dark powers, making deals with them, sacrificing entire scores of souls of humans, Dwarves, Elves and anything he could get his hands on for power.
Eventually he was even approached by a Lord of Change in his dream with a offer to join the court of Tzeentch which he had promptly rejected and banished the Daemon.
Deals he made true but giving his soul to a God known for his deceit, manipulation and lies was not something he would do, instead he had found a different "Patron" that offered not nearly as much danger but equal amounts of power.
Eventually Gul'dan activities were no longer able to remain hidden and he had even lost the favour of Gork and Mork that every Ork had forcing him to escape and being branded a traitor by the whole of the Greenskins.
Thankfully he had accumulated enough power and knowledge that he didn't need to fear most people on the continent anymore and ways to preserve his life but frustratingly enough even now he did not have confidence in facing Grimgor.
"I know and so YOU should know that I wouldn't have come here, if I didn't have something of value"
"An' wot da ZOG ya got dat I'd ever wanna get me grubby mitts on? Everythin' ya see 'round 'ere is MINE, ya git! Even dis whole stinkin' world's gonna be MINE if I ever feels like krumpin' it inta submission one of dese days"
Grimgor continued to glare at Gul'dan but the Warlock smiled as he did have a "card" that would be irresistible for someone like Grimgor.
"A worthy opponent"
Grimgor froze along with Borgut who also began to glare at Gul'dan.
"Ya head ain't screwed on right, izzit?! Evryone knows da Boss is da biggest, strongest, and da meanest! Be it amonst da boyz, or dem puny gitz!"
"I wouldn't lie on this matter"
The thing is that Gul'dan knew Grimgor and the type of Ork he was, even amongst their kind VERY few would ever come that would be as savage, violent or bloodthirsty as the Alpha Ork.
But this had also ended up causing Grimgor his biggest tragedy.
Boredom.
Since he gained freedom with his fellow Black Orks from the Black Iron Dwarves, Grimgor and his armies would then wreck havoc around the continent on all the races yet with each WAAAAGH!! he led, every hero he killed or how many skulls he broke.
His boredom grew.
It was fun at first but then he got bored killing humans, so he he went after the other Dwarves but then he also got bored in fighting and killing them so he went to the High Elves next and so on so forth.
Worse fighting Champions and Heroes was also no longer fun since by the end of the day none of them lasted against Grimgor long enough for him to truly enjoy the fight before they were made stains on the ground.
Eventually Grimgor grew so desperate he had even tried to leave Azeroth via Voidships to find greater fights beyond it unfortunately he and his boys all ended up falling to the ground due to the World ring's shield.
(A/N: Suddenly I'm now VERY glad that is there now.)
Finally Grimgor prayed and begged Gork and Mork to help him, to give him a proper challenge, a proper scrap!
Yet even the Twin gods of the Orks were silent in that time.
In that moment Grimgor despaired for he was an Ork without a proper fight.
So after his last rampage, he gave command of the Ardboys to Borgut his champion and the leader of his bodyguards called Da Immortulz.
He smacked around the Warbosses of the Savage land for nostalgia and then descended down to the deepest level of the Red mountains were he spent most of his time sleeping and dreaming of the good old days.
So he was rightfully sceptical on Gul'dan's claim but a part of him still craved for a great bloody fight.
"An' WHY shud I BELIEVE ya, I KRUMPED around tryin' ta find ANY proppa fight, an' I got NUTHIN'!"
Gul'dan didn't reply instead his hand was covered in a green haze as images were conjured in front of them.
Depicting different well known and powerful people.
Uther Lightbringer, Anduin Lothar, Turalyon, Antonidas, Krasus, Magni Bronzebeard, Thoras Trollbane, Kael'thas Sunstrider and many more.
"The current era has a abundance of powerful champions from each of the races many of whom would surpass most of the ones you had killed especially one."
The images disappeared and only one remained showing a black haired, indigo eyed man in light grey knight armour with black cloth with a unique white and grey power sword in his arms.
"This is Alastor Wrynn, a human prince of the Stormwind Kingdom and a Demigod from beyond Azeroth"
"And quite literally the strongest human Hero not only today but in history"
Borgut looked confused at the image thinking he was just another human hero that he and his boys would normally face but Grimgor.....
Slowly on his face came a terrible smile that had once shattered the morale of entire armies.
He felt it, their gaze.....Gork and Mork had not only cast their gaze here but were grinning down at him, that only meant one thing.
A scrap worth dying for!
"I will help you find him in return for one thing simple thing I don't believe you would mind one bit"
"wots dat den?" Borgut questioned him as Gul'dan gave a dark smile of his own.
"Do what you all do best"
"Deal!" Grimgor this time answered as the image disappeared and all three of them started making their way out of the cavern.
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Grimgor, Borgut and Gul'dan exited the cave system and the sun's light shined on them as the Orks aside from the Black Orcs who were excited to see him, were shocked to see their strongest Warboss finally come out after more than a century.
"dat da big boss?"
"E'Z OUT NOW!"
Grimgor looked down at tide of Orks already gathered and decided to keep it simple and Orky.
He took a deep breath and gave a piercing roar that went on for miles while the WAAAAAGHHH!! energy went even further to almost the entirety of the Savage Lands.
"WHO'Z READY FOR WAAAAAGGGHHHH!!!"
The shout seemed to invigorate the Orks as every single one of them gave their own roars making a cacophony of sheer violence and brutality! the combined WAAAGH energy eventually seemed to change the weather as clouds began gathering and dispersing green lightning!
"WAAAAAAAGGGHHHHH!!!"
Nothing more needed to be said as every group of Orks from the lowest Boys to the Black Orks began dispersing readying their weapons, vehicles, blades, planes and what else would be needed in the war.
Grimgor was pleased seeing that as he looked at Gul'dan. "Yer ask fer WAAAAGGH! Yer gotz it! Borgut! Git ova 'ere an' fetch me choppa an' me armor, ya grot!"
Gul'dan watched Grimgor leave with Borgut as he gave a snort and summoned a green crystal before talking into it.
"Malak it's done." Malak's voice came through. "Good, our end is almost complete as well for the final preparation, continue as you did before coming up north."
Gul'dan banished the crystal as he watched the Green tide gather for the interlude on what would possibly be one of Azeroth's darkest days.
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