The Story of Grunty

Part Two

Born to the king and queen of all Murlocs, this little fellow had been deemed a knight that would save their world, unfortunately they had hired an unscrupulous gnome blacksmith to make his armor to protect him not only as he grew up, but to change as his body changed so he never had to remove it unless he wanted to.  The bad thing was once it was enchanted by their court mage, he couldn’t remove it.  Sometimes when he became excited or upset it would begin to fire bullets and so no one dared come near him.  The tiny magical bullets were deadly and could pierce about any armor.  “Zing, ping ZAP” the bullets would sing as they reverberated off the nursery walls.  The King and Queen were beside themselves in trying to figure out what to do.  The queen mother only wanted to hold her little baby but all she could safely do was look from afar or when he was sleeping.  The King and Queen were beside themselves at what to do.  During the night, however, while all in the royal hut were sleeping he was secreted away by a band of Worgen and Goblin thieves who, of course, promptly wrapped him in special magical cloth and took off down the path, that would lead them to nowhere, but leave the baby murloc to change the world!   

 Kazzay, a prominent, well known Draenai scientist was traveling post haste to the second ship that had made it through Azeroth’s turbulent shields.  More of her race had survived this time and knowing this she was thankful that all had made it off of their beloved planet before it failed and exploded into nothingness.  Draenai scouts, who were fiercely protective of their beloved Kazzay, had found the goblins and worgens just up ahead walking the trail towards Exodar.  When the goblins proved to be hostile to their friendly approach, they were neatly frozen into place and striped of all their possessions before letting them go.  One of those possessions proved to be quite dangerous.  As Kazzay approached her troupes to see what all the fuss was about and why there was so much gunfire, she heard a tiny little cry….a gurgling…..(besides the “zing, ping, ZAPPING sounds) coming from the most adorable gurgler she had ever set her eyes on crying, gurlgling for his mommagurglerrr.  Without fear she put up her shield and picked up the tiny little murloc creature and cradled him in her arms.  She began to sing a old Draenai song that had been song to her when she was but a baby.  “Grunty likes, Grunty likes lots, rrrrgggggllllyyy.”  He shut his eyes and fell into a deep slumber. 

Holding the murloc in the crook of her arm, she dispatched a messenger to the royal house of murlocs to tell them their heir was unharmed and would be brought back soon.  However, there was one thing she must do first, and that was use the only transporter left which was on this second ship.  Hopefully it still worked.  She was the only one who knew how it worked and how to fix it if it needed it.  It only transported to one place and back.  A place called earth, a place of horrid, unspeakable things.  A place called “Anaheim, California”, whatever that meant.  All Kazzay knew was she was to transport there to do something she wasn’t even sure about yet and she was about to find out that she was to start all over again in a strange and very alien place.

Kaz knew now.  She knew she had finished what she had come to earth to do.  A patch had been made to her world.  It had to be done here on this earth realm where it seemed all life as she knew began.  As intelligent as she was she did not understand well what that meant.  She thought of it as a spirit world where all things are made.  She knew she had initiated the task of changing her world back to “normal”  by becoming a real life human in this realm and putting the working cogs into place.

Kazzay, now standing in the this bank vault, all human characteristics fell from her, her skin turned a light shade of blue, her horns sprouted from the top of her head and flowed over the top to just behind her ears.  Her tail grew and just as she started to feel the transporter transform her molecules she gently held the tiny murloc up in one hand over her head and yelled “For the Light!”  Thus the light did shine down upon them engulfing them in pure golden white light rays. 

He could not see into the room as he pulled open the door and looked into the shining bright golden light that pierced his eyes and blinded him.  He did hear the little wail “Raaawwwwlllllgggrrrrrr” as he brought his hand up to cover his eyes.  He heard a tiny pinging….almost like a bullet reverberating off of walls, a zing and ping and then zap he felt it hit his forearm.  It felt like a bee sting…..but…aw it was gone, the light had faded and the bank manager’s memory faded as well.  He went back to his desk as if nothing had happened.   He looked at his watch, it was time to go home and start his vacation.  Blizzcon 2009 here he comes!

GRUNTY

by Runehako

It was a dark and stormy night. There was no sight, no sign nor feel for light.

So an opportunity arose for she who did not dare to impose in the life of the Murloc called Grunty.

Mother cared for the murloc. Mother cared for the child. But terran influence was anything but mild.

She had to take him away though the suit he still wore. She just had no gold, and clams arent acceptable in stores.

A kiss on the cheek. One last tear weighed a ton. For it was time for mother murloc to leave Grunty at Blizzcon.

Through the bushes she went never again to be seen. The hours passed; it was morning; through the trees came a gleam.

A stir and a shuffle Grunty woke from his sleep. He knew not where he lay so he began to weep.

“Mommy! Mommy!” cried Grunty out loud. But there was no one near, just the trees and a cloud.

Then a rustle and a crack little Grunty did hear. A Worgen and two Goblins had suddenly appeared.

“Dont be afraid, we are friendly” the Worgen did assure. “I’d be glad if I could help” a Goblin then ensured.

Up on his feet was Grunty with no hesitation. He then grabbed his rifle, his only vindication.

He pointed at the Worgen for he scared him the most. He’d never seen a man-wolf, it was like seeing a ghost!

The Goblins beckoned Grunty and he returned them a smile. The Worgen shrugged it off for kids was not his style.

“With us you will go!” said the lady Goblin named Bo. “But first we see Ozzy!” said the other named Moe.

So inside they went, and what a sight it was. So many costumes and wonders it left Grunty open jawed.

 Wandering through with Moe who was holding him tight, Grunty did stop in awe at something  in far sight.

It was a cartboard cut out of a fellow marine, Grunty compared the gear to his own and his eyes then did beam.

“Am I a Marine?” asked Grunty. To which Moe said “No” bluntly.

“Oh...” Grunty sighed with tear in his eye.

“Dont listen to Moe!” replied lady Bo. “He just envies your gear!” and Moe, this he did hear!

“Well what can I say?” Moe asked right away. “Its a fine piece of work!” he finished with a smirk.

As time came and went for Grunty with his new found parents. He now felt what being love was like, this became more apparent.

They ate and they played they even witnessed a Horde fight! But in the end of it all it was overall a great night.

Hours then passed, yes Blizzcon was a blast. But now it was time to go home, hope their cart can move fast!

But of course it did, it was tied to a rocket! There was no need for keys, Moe left them in his pocket.

Arriving home and inside Bo then locked the doors locket. And happily ever after did Grunty live in Mudsprocket.

                                                                                                            Grunty.. A heros best freind

                                                                                                           by dropdeaddk --Barthillas, oceanic.       21st, october, 2009.

One stormy winters night, in steelgrills depot, Dun morogh...

(nock nock nock!)  "Who is it?" Bronk Guzzlegear Yelled at the door after taking a scull of bourbon.  "It's me, spingspindle Fizzlegear..."  Guzzlegear got up and hobbled towards the door.. "Well, Fancy seeing you here." Said Guzzlegear in a Grumpy tone. "My brother, I Have good news.. err, a plan of some sort!" Said Fizzlegear......Guzzlegear let out a long sigh and said, "come in, make your self at home"....Fizzlegear walked in anxiously and hung his Leather coat up on a hook mounted to the wall. "Sit down, Do you want anything too drink? Eat??"   "No thanks."   Replied fizzlegear..... Guzzlegear Sat down slowly, Sinking into his couch.. He Asked..."so what Brings you here?"......Fizzlegear took a big deep breath and said " Imagine a companion,  Not an ordinary companion....But a companion That is Fit for war, To Fight for azeroth.. To serve for duty"    Guzzlegear burst into laughter and said " your mental, How do you plan to build something so small and so fit for battle!?"  fizzlegear Cleared his throat and replied.. "well Its not so much building it...."    Guzzlegear asked "What's that meant to mean?"  Fizzle gear explains " Ive build a set of armor, Made out of the finest Thorium Bars In All of azeroth! A Semi Automatic gun!....But what creature is able use this!?!?!?!?!"  Guzzlegear says " ill Have to see this myself before i get myself involved in something so Unusual...." 

Guzzlegear and fizzlegear both Got a local Gryphon too The city of Ironforge...

(Later on In Fizzlegears workshop)

"show me it," Said Guzzlegear... (Fizzlgear pulled out an object that appeared to be a rich blue, shiny Set of armor, And a Gun)

"Its...Its... Beautiful!!"  Stated Guzzlegear in a Impressed tone. "hahaha, I got me' mates down at the forge to Have a Peak at the schematics, i got them the materials.. And this is what i got, Amazing eh?"  Guzzlegear said " and i know just the right creature to use this, Follow me!"    (Guzzlegear And Fizzlegear Went to Ransin donner, In ironforge)  Guzzlegear asked Ransin donner "Would you happen to have a spare Murloc From Ye old Blizzcon 2005??"  Ransin replied "YES!!! His a Shy one but his good, His name is murky" (ransin Put his Fingers in his mouth and Made a High pitch whistle) There was a moment of silence... SUDDENLY THEY HEARD A NOISE COMMING FROM NO WERE!!!  "MRGL MRGL mrglmrgle" An adorable murloc was at the foot of fizzlegear....."thanks Ransin" said Guzzlegear.

(later back in Fizzlegears workshop.)

Fizzlegear slowly started putting murky into his armor, 1 piece at a time..

"there ye go little fella!"  (murky squeezed the trigger of the gun and started shooting rappidly around the room) "NO BAD BOY!!!"  Yelled fizzlegear...Murky replied."mrglmrllmrgl mrgl MRGL!!!"  guzzlegear said to fizzlegear.... " mabye we should name him grunty, since he is always making those grunty noises"

(so Fizzlegear Pulled out a A Small rectangle peice of iron) He carved on it  [grunty.  S.fizzlegear...2009]

"you know blizzcon 2009 is on at the moment" said guzzlegear..."Yes mabye if we leave him Somewere, the people arriving home from Blizzcon will Find him...And they will see who made it on his badge!! That means i will Get business!!"  said fizzlegear...(fizzlegear looked at Guzzlegear and said, "Gilneas, All the worgen will be arriving home from blizzcon!"  

(So off they weant to Gilneas, They found a small lake)

"Is this a good place??"  Asked guzzlegear "yes, He will be found. He will follow Hero, And follow them All the way from azeroth, Outlands Too northrend!"

(They wrapped grunty in A Linen cloth, And Put him under a tree next too the lake)

(they both looked at each other )  guzzlegear said "He will be a hero's best freind'

They both started their journey back to Dun morogh

[The next day on the road to gilneas]

( a Young Worgen was strolling on the path to gilneas)

he said too him self  "man, That was an awsome experience!  The developers panel, The costume contest! IT WAS BRILLIANT!!!!...Diablo 3! Starcraft!!!! I just cant wait to go the the next one!"

(he walked past the lake and grunty stepped infront of him)  "mrgrlgglglglgggrgrlglglgrlgr"  The young worgen bent down to the height of grunty and said nicely"hey little guy!"  (grunty went to the worgens left leg and wrapped his hand around, Giving a hug) "Do You want to Come on a journey with me? A Epic adventure?" (grunty thought for a second, and then nodded with excitement)  "but were are you from!?!?"  (grunty pointed at the steel badge He had on him)  The worgen read out aloud "[grunty.  S.fizzlegear...2009]....Hmm i must find this Person and thank him , for such a creation!!!!"

Grunty and the worgen Both started their journey through Azeroth,  They Explored the vast lands, Proved their worthiness to Azeroth! Fought the way through dungeons! Finished Quests!! Served against the Lich King! 

A year after They went to  spingspindle Fizzlegear's Workshop and Said thanks, Fizzle gear said "No.. thank you for finding him! Buisness has never been better.. But i'm getting old.. i've decided to make only 20 more Sets of armor... I just hope they meet the right owners, And serve Azeroth as A Heros best friend" 

And For 20 more Heros, The Journey Had just begun

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It was another Sunday afternoon in the jungle of Stranglethorn Vale, just 4 minutes before the next fishing contest would begin. Shayal, a Draenei Shaman, searched for a good spot to go fishing, she was determined to win the fishing contest today. Atop of her swift zhevra mount she wandered the shores of Stranglethorn. The breeze was gentle and silent here, an excellent spot to find some speckled tastyfish! She examined the area, making sure there weren’t any wild animals or worse, Horde warriors. Then prepared her fishing rod with some new bait she got in Dalaran from Marcie Chase, cast a water walking spell and waited for the announcement.

‘Let the Stranglethorn Fishing Extravaganza begin!’’ Riggle Bassbait announced.

Shayal hurried and started fishing. She fished for 10 minutes now and catched 6 of the fish she needed. She heard something in the bushes behind her. Shayal turned her head to see what it was. Two small creatures came running out with fishing poles. They startled her and only afterwards did she notice it were goblins. One of them was male and looked like a tinker, with his goggles and engineers equipment. The other one was female and wore a long dress, she had a backpack in which Shayal could see some vials. Probably an alchemist.

‘Hey, come Spockle! I know the best place to find those fish!’ the female said.

‘Hahaaa,’ the male laughed. ‘Sure, lead the way!’

Shayal frowned at them and continued her task at hand. They came up next to her and started fishing at her spot! Well, it wasn’t against the rules or something, but still it was her spot!

‘Naaru, help me.’ She thought.

‘Heyhey! Spockle I got a catch!’

‘Whaaaat? Now already!? Not fair Lili!’

The female goblin reeled her catch in but it was something different then she expected. A small fishy creature but certainly not a speckled tastyfish. It was a baby murloc!

‘Oh, damn it. I thought it was a tastyfish.’ The female sighed.

‘What is it anyway?’ the male responded.

‘Moron, can’t you see that’s a murloc!’

‘Ah, I see now! What are you going to do with it?’

The murloc baby looked exhausted and frightened. The female goblin sneered.

‘I think I’ll have use for him in one of my potions!’

‘Just like you, Lili. Allow me to decompose him!’

Shayal got sick of the thought. She glanced at the poor murloc who was making some strange sounds. It looked as if he was weeping.

‘Go ahead, Spockle!’

The male goblin reached in his bags and grabbed one of his dynamites.

‘Spockle! How can I use it for my potions if you blow his guts out?’

‘What do you mean? This is my scalpel!’ the goblin said.

‘No won’t feed him that dynamite get a knife of something!’

Spockle then grabbed the little murloc in the palm of his hand.

‘We’ll see about that.’ He said as he tried to shove the dynamite in the murloc.

The murloc screamed in agony. Shayal couldn’t ignore the helpless creature anymore. As the female goblin tried to persuade her companion to give it back, Shayal grabbed the male goblin’s arm. The goblin look up, way up to the draenei’s determined face.

‘Wha-Whaaat? What are you doing, Draenei!?’

‘ Let the murloc go.’ She said calm in a draenei accent.

‘ Listen to her Spockle! Give him back to me!’ The female said.

‘ No, let the murloc go.’ Shayal replied.

The goblins made eye contact as if they were confused. Then they grinned.

‘Aah so you want this murloc? Well, though luck, we found him. He’s ours!’ Spockle said.

‘ He does not belong to anyone.’ Shayal said as the shoved the goblin backwards.

‘ Egh.’ The goblin snorted. ‘Okay I see what’s going on here.’ He said as he reached for his backpack.

The removed a big gun which was obviously ‘goblin technology’. He aimed it at Shayal.

‘ You shouldn’t have intervened!’ He said while unleashing a barrage of bullets.

‘Spockle! What’d you do?’ The female said.

‘ I did what must be done.’ Spockle grinned.

The smoke was slowly fading and Shayal still stood at her spot! The goblins gasped. They saw a totem standing next to her, and it looked like her skin was from stone!

‘ Oh, no! It’s a shaman.’ The female said surprised.

Shayal walked up at the goblin, who were trying to make more distance. The female grabbed something out of her backpack, strange potions, and started to throw them. The vials broke in front of Shayal and some poisonous gas escaped. Shayal coughed. The murloc, who was put in the goblin engineers bag tried to make his way out. He saw that the woman who tried to save him was suffering. In the bag he was in he found some explosives. The brave, little murloc took the explosives and made a swirl and released them to the female alchemist. The female glanced at Spockle while grinning. Then her face changed to fear.

‘Spockle! The mur-!’ And was cut of by the bombs that exploded in her face. Her body disintegrated and Shayal looked up at the murloc.

The male goblin was trembling.

‘Lili! LILI!’ Then the sadness turned to rage.

The grabbed the murloc and squeezed the life out of him. The murloc was crying in pain. Shayal cast a poison cure through her body and Frost Shocked the goblin. The murloc fell out of his grasp and he was rooted in ice. The goblin looked enraged at Shayal. He had dropped his ‘goblin gun’ at that moment at was defenceless.  At least, that was what Shayal thought. But then, the goblin reached for his pockets and threw some smokebombs in Shayal’s face!

‘Aah!’ Shayal yelled.

Then the goblin reached for his backpack. He sneered as he removed some dynamite.

‘ This is what you get!’ He sneered insane. ‘Draenei scuuuuum!’ He prepared to throw them and at that moment Shayal heard a gunshot.

The little murloc was huffing and puffing as he released the large goblin gun. The goblin collapsed and died at the spot. Shayal looked surprised at the little murloc. She walked towards him and patted him.

‘ Now  thank you, little murloc. I tried to save you, but ended up being saved.’ She said smiling.

‘ Gawrk.’ The murloc grunted.

‘ Gawrk?’ The draenei laughed. ‘What a strange little grunt. I’ll call you Grunty, yes.’ She said. ‘Now I hope I’ll paths will cross again.’ She said to Grunty.

‘ Gwark!.’ Grunty replied and jumped in her backpack.

 ‘What?’ She looked at what he was doing. He was just lying there, looking at her with his large drippy eyes. She smiled, and took him back to Booty Bay.

She may have lost the Stranglethorn Fishing Extravaganza, but at least she made a new and brave little friend.

The End~~

  Quote:

Originally Posted by DarkJedi66

What's happening here? Your articles are too long ^^

LOL

It said lots of detail. =D

Besides, some of us aren't from the US and couldn't get to Blizzcon for a Grunty Murloc. I'd love one, but I ain't flying to the US to attend Blizzcon for it. =D

Dairy

Grunty is my name, or as others like to call me G-unit.

I am a space marine of the 1^st line Mur-ines, lead by officer Chuck Norris of Squad Delta-Locs, we set out to attack the creatures on the other side of this mysterious portal, for the last year we have been in a locked battle between these creatures and now we are prepared to go though and finish what has caused many casualties.

Day 1: Squad Delta-Locs and Bravo-Locs set out to make contact with this portal, encountering many creatures on the way, we stood together fighting them off. One both squads made it to the portal Delta-Locs went though first, as Bravo-Locs stayed on the other side to stop anything from passing though.

The search begins, noticing a sign saying Anaheim Woodlands, we new what to call this horrid place. As we continued on searching for these creatures we came across what looked like a well under geared warrior, we asked him what he was and why we shouldn’t kill him, with his final few breaths he says “I am a Worgan, help us”.

Day 2: Squad Delta-Locs finaly Reached a place named Gilneas, ready to fight the leader comes out with an army geared and ready, at which the Mur-ines released he looked like that dying warrior, Squad leader Chuck Norris told me to assist the Worgan leader and to find out everything he know’s about these creatures.

After 16hours of discustion, The Worgans have allied with the Mur-ines and are ready to help stop the Goblins and the Horde.

Day 3: Both the Worgan’s and the Mur-ines geared and ready to head out to the Lost Isle’s where the Goblins who have waged battle on the these to races lived and trained, preparing themselves for what will be the battle that ends all.

I myself headed out earlier in the morning alone to scout out any Goblins, but came across what looked so familiar, another portal, but I wasn’t sure if it would take the squad and I back to our own world, leaving a trail to the portal I headed back to Gilneas but didn’t let anyone know about the portal.

As we marched side by side, we encounter a ship crash about 2kilometers from where we were, as the Worgan’s continued their march to the Lost Isle’s, Delta-Locs split from the group to check out what had happened, thinking it was maybe one of our ships and that could help us finish this battle and help us back to our world. Once there, the ships doors open, appear what the squad and I thought was Davy Jones, turned out to be Draenai’s. We offered to help only if they were to help us against these Goblins.

Day 4: as the Worgan’s made camp only 500meters out from the Goblin camp, Detla-Locs returned to continue with the assistance in the battle, we also had extra assistance from the Draenai’s, but as our good news was told, bad news was received, finding out that the Goblin’s have gone to the Horde and returned with their own back up.

Nothing better then a battle, but a war, now that’s a scary sight, amping myself up for what could be my last battle and war both the Draenai’s and the Worgan’s flanked the Horde from both the left and right side as we stood at the front door waiting to burst in.

4 days have passed, this war has just continued, it seems as if Both the Horde and the Alliance are recruiting more members, I asked why they did this they are so low levels and geared, they told me they’re power levellers, as much as we hate them to win this war we need every and anything.

Horde seem to be winning this war, my squad are slowly dieing, I couldn’t stand this I had to take a chance, I had to go though that portal I saw a couple of days ago, I needed to get squad Bravo-Locs in to help us.

Day 9: I’ve made it though the portal and found the other squad, as we headed back to war, everything was dead, all that was left was Officer Chuck Norris and a few Worgan’s, I tried to get as much out of the Officer, but all he could say was, “Hogger, Hogger… Hog” then that was it, we buried the dead and started to head back, as we got to the portal I realised that my duty wasn’t done, I told squad Bravo-Locs to go though and that I wanted to stay behind, I wanted to search for any surviving Worgan’s and hope to maybe rebuild what was destroyed and to build an army to take out this Hogger, maybe someday I can return home, for now my home is here at Gilneas.

If anyone finds this Diary, be warned you are welcome in Gilneas, but if you bring harm here, I will be here, I will be waiting, I will be ready…

The legend of the Grurloc

Translated from an original long lost  tablet written in Nerglish found in ancient murloc ruins deep in the great ocean.

Traduced by Santivirus, Explorer’s League.

The time has come. Be ready, what approaches carries no repentance in It's way. It's carcass of those who have fallen, It's claws of those that will fall. The Mrullrrolrgg¹ awaits and those that fail to serve the way of It will find themselves crumbled and worn. But fear not, It has a purpose in path. Many have fallen to the Mllrugroggr² that roam the Mllrugroggl³, and it is Mrllrrlrg ¹ need to mrulrguroc⁴  them all. It has a plan set since the times of the Mrolulrrlgorgur⁵ and not much time is left. The Mrullrrolrgg¹ created a champion, a paragon of the Murloc and its mlrlrlg⁶ is all but finished.  The champions name is Grurloc⁷ and he’s potential is unthinkable.

 1 "The one in/of the deeps"

2  “Non-Murlocish or of non Murloc blood"

3 "Non-waterish or that lives out of the sea/ocean/water"

4 "kill/ demolish/ torture/ give pain/ bite/ eat/  ?banana?”

5 “Some kind of watery explosion or sundering”

6 “Gestation/growth”

7 “Murloc of great power / Murloc paragon / Murloc grand champion / ?Murloc pure cuteness? “

The beginning

The first memory Grunty has is waking up in the shores of Azeroth (now is known that it was someplace in the lost isles) at the age of a year. How he got there and how he got there is a mystery. He took some time to learn to walk and feed. Apparently he appreciated the taste of bananas although he could only eat those that had fallen of the trees. After many days he found a tribe of what appeared to be big green people (goblins) and he analyzed them for quite some time. It took Grunty 2 weeks to train himself in the Goblin culture and language and another week to have the courage to talk to them. At first the Goblins where hostile to Grunty but after his great performance is the goblin ways they were mesmerized that such a young and small creature could learn so quickly and they helped him giving him a home (They wanted to make profit out of him and quickly made him do chores for the tribe and allowed him to sleep in their territory). His true heart and quick-learning mind earned the goblin’s true acceptance and in time he was one of the tribe’s hunters.

The portal

A year or so after, the goblin tribe was no longer a tribe but was now an establishment, they now used technology and tinkered machines which led to the nature life to part from that territory to farther lands. It was Grunty’s sole job to find food for the establishment and one day, tracking a herd, he came across to what seemed a “pond in a circle wall” (portal) which with Grunty’s need to explore was unable to reject. He soon approached to the portal and at the touch of his hand the portal changed from water-blue to purple and before he could take another breath he had left. He doesn’t seem to remember what happened in the other side of the portal or how long he was there.. He really couldn’t remember anything that had happened since he had touched the portal but he clearly knew something had happened. He felt much bigger, much stronger, much smarter and much older. He looked back at the portal and it was shaking and began to implode. Shocked of what had just happened he couldn’t move and just before the portal completely imploded a box came flying. It took him 5 seconds total to run to the box, grab it, grab the closest rock and open the box. Inside the box was what looked like metal clothes of some kind and a note with a picture attached. He read the note:

“Grunty,

            Without the power you brought to us the infection would have not been rejected, I praise that you find your way back to your home world and help there as much as you helped here. We were able to finish your powered armor suit and a special C-14 Rifle, both unique to your size and needs. The box also contains a special mould for the ammo the rifle uses. Please take care and, if you see any zergling, SHOOT TO KILL!!!

                                                                                  Confederate marshal Raynor

And then he took a look at the picture:

Of course, at the time he shouldn’t have been able to understand a word of  it, and at the beginning he couldn’t , but slowly, the more he analyzed the note, the more words he would understand, all the way to the name, Raynor, which he could remember meeting, but nothing more than that, not a face, not a voice, not nothing.

The way back

He picked the suit and slowly geared up; he then stored the helmet in one of the suit’s compartment and the note in another, and set course back to the goblin establishment. He could clearly see much had changed, the palms where different, and in different spots, the vegetation was much lower and no creature could be seen anywhere around. After some time of rather funny walking we came across a goblin and what looked like a giant black furry goblin that didn’t look much of a goblin. The goblin noticed Grunty and cried for help and it took second for Grunty to take the rifle out and shoot a complete cartridge. He was mesmerized of the destruction power and the rifle and so was the goblin. The goblin came close to Grunty and saluted, Grunty greeted back and asked about the establishment, although apparently there was no such thing in the surroundings, the closest town was a mercantile port some miles away. He then followed the goblin to the place he spoke of. The goblin slaves in the port quickly took Grunty to the Trade Prince who asked him what kind of armor he was wearing and why was the rifle of such potency. Grunty started feeling that he’s life was not of anyone’s meaning but he’s suit and rifle were and so, like an automatic  reflex he pressed a button which activated the rockets in the suit and he was long gone.

Santiago Martinez Vara,

Pända of the Alliance, Detheroc

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The Life of

Grunty

Grunty was just a normal murloc who lived on mrummur and spent his boyhood climbing trees (which seemed like mountains). The murloc who was the centre of his life was his mum. Even though they were a poor family they gave everything they had to charity for homeless fireflies. One day grunty was climbing his favourite tree he saw something fall out of the sky with a fire ablaze surrounding it.

It came with a bang next to his tree, “what’s this?” he said to himself while he inspected it. He tried to pick it up but it burnt his hands, he took a closer look at the THING and noticed it had a tinge of blue under its charred exterior; he thought to himself that he would come back tomorrow and scrape off the charred parts so he could see what it was.

                 He came back the next day with a bucket and knife to scrape off the charred parts. So he began doing the tedious work of scraping off the charred parts but he couldn’t help feeling that there were eyes on him (un-friendly eyes). Suddenly out of the bushes came forest trolls brandishing weapons, grunty tried to run but a tight grip was holding his left hand, he tried to pull his hand out but then his other hand was help by a tight grip his body was then pulled back into the THING and it all closed up on him. He finally realised what the THING was. It was a piece of armour. There was a screen of blue in front of his eyes and something more alarming while he was noticing all the fancy gadgets, the forest trolls had grabbed him and dragging him back to their camp when he noticed there was a sudden heat at his feet and a caution sign on his screen. He shot up, shot up higher than any murloc has ever been in the realm of mrummur leaving the forest trolls behind in a fiery blaze.

                 The fuel gage on the side of his screen was starting to empty. There was no sight of his home or planet but there was a world coming up his screen indicated that it was called Azeroth and that there was life on that planet. So he bravely cut out his engines and hoped for the best. He went down faster than any vehicle made from engineering could hope.

                 Grunty landed in the sea beside a place called booty bay, he stayed in the water for 30 wow mins with his deep dive helmet on, where ships were coming and going to the barrens. He finally decided that he should go on the harbour and see why there were so many “azerothians” gathering for one person. So he went up to see what the fuss was about. There was a skull and cross bones on a flag high up in the air but he didn’t know what it meant and suddenly it came to him on the screen that it was Pirate day. Grunty went up to the person and asked about it and he said

“come here me hearty, I’m gonna give you a very special title called “marine” if you do just one thing for me, if you shoot out of the cannon over there to elwynn forest for a big finale”

Grunty thought to himself “I would like to explore other areas and that title might give me some respect”

“I’ll do it!” Grunty said out loud.

So Grunty got into the cannon and waited for the pirates signal to shoot off.

BANG

He shot off towards some woods with exhilarating speed and landed with a thud on the ground. Then his eyes glaze over and blacked out.

When he woke up he was in the middle of a heated discussion between some slimy looking green men and some wolves that stood on their legs “just like a murloc he thought”. He was then passed around like a toy until a blizzcon security came and escorted him to safety where some people with flashing lights and they started asking questions and suddenly some people were dressing up like me but there just imitators and it is only me who is the original Grunty and I would love to be a pet for Hairypig the death knight because I bet he would feed me.

P.S

I really do think I should belong to him.

"One day you will grow up to be a great marine, Mrlagrrr!" said Grracck, the mother of Mrlagrrr, (otherwise known as Grunty) the murloc as she was taken away by the Terran who had left behind this small insignificant Murloc.

"We do not need this extra cargo maam we are still going to be breeding your kind but we do not need your son, he is to weak."

As the Terran ship left, Grunty saw the last of his mother shifting into the dark cold sky. He noticed around him dark figures with fingers looming down upon him, but with further observation he noticed that they were just trees. He had been trained to keep his cool in a situation and that is just what he did as he sat and waited for other things to happen. As Grunty sat alone in the woods in Anaheim, suddenly a Worgen pounced upon him.

"Finally a tasty meal, wait this is just a small murloc child!" The worgen leapt back surprised at what he found under his snout. He looked at the Murloc and saw that it was unclothed and without its mother it would never be able to survive in the harsh world. The worgen being cursed knew that this was the childs curse to bear, to live without a mother and the Worgen knew that he needed to help this small child.

"I shall take him back to my goblin friends, they will know what to do with him." With that said he picked up Grunty, stuffed him in a small pouch and carried him along to a nearby Goblin Village.

When the Worgen finally arrived at the village his friend shouted out to him, "Hector! My good furry friend what do you have with you today?" Hector turned to look, "Nothing Bitxil just a small murloc child I found in the woods." Bitxil quickly ran out from under his Mechano-Hog and went to see the young murloc child. He placed his large ear upon the murloc child.

"What have you done Hector!?! This child is not from this planet!" "Martha! Honey open up my examination chambers." and with that Hector and Bitxil quickly ran over to his examination chambers. Scanners were whirring and machines were buzzing as Bitxil quickly tried to gain information on this young Murloc child. Hector studied the room and looked in one corner and saw a tattered Horde flag. Hector thought to himself, "I must make sure the Goblins do not join the Horde... I would hate to lose a great friend..."

After hours of tedious examination Bitxil came out of his test chambers, he went up to Hector and said, "This Murloc is going to need something to keep him alive, a suit of some sort, he seems to be breathing to little of our oxygen and he cannot survive on it, his limbs are also weaker than most Murlocs so we have to give him some type of armament. I have some blueprints in my chambers about a suit and a rifle of some sort but I need you to get the materials Hector." Hector looked and nodded at Bitxil, showing that he would get him the supplies.

"What we will need is an old air tank I have in my garage, some pieces of this very tough blue metal, we need a sort of casing to make a rifle out of and bring some of the magnets I have in the garage." With that in a flash the Worgen took off, knowing that he would make sure that this Murloc came out alive.

After 3 hours of searching he found the materials (and more Horde flags). Bitxil tanked him for the materials and quickly set off to work before Hector could confront him about the Horde flags. Hector sat in wait for the Murloc to have his suit made.

It took the Goblin an hour but when he was done Grunty was in full armor with a weapon in hand. "I know most weapons have a circular bore but due to it being a gauss rifle and the supplies at hand we had to make it a triangular bore." Hector looked at Grunty, and Grunty looked at him. Immediatly a bond was made between Grunty and Hector, a father and son relationship.

"I wonder what we should name this young Murloc." asked Hector inquisitivly. Bitxil said, "We oughta name him Grunty, this little guy was gruntin so much while we were puttin this suit on him, sheesh." Hector looked up at Bitxil and said, "Yes, we will name him Grunty."

After a brief break with some venison and milk Hector asked, "Bitxil why do you have so many Horde flags in your garage?" Bitxil looked at him and said, "Well as usual you are uninformed but the Goblins have joined the Horde! Isnt it great? I wanted to ask you if you would like to represent your race and ask to join." Hector looked at Bitxil with a fire in his eyes, "The Horde have attacked my home city time and time again, I will not join and if you are so blind as to join them then I shall leave immediatly with Grunty, because we are part of the Alliance." With this Bitxil's jaw dropped, "GET OUT! YOU ALLIANCE CUR BEFORE I BREAK YOUR SMALL FURRY BRAIN IN!" With that the Worgen growled at Bitxil, it was the end of a great friendship.

Hector decided not to fight and returned home to the city of Gilneas with Grunty by his side. Grunty to his surpise actually spoke to him, "Where are we goin daddy?" Hector looked down upon his new child Grunty, he said to him, "Well where do you come from?" Grunty said, "I dont really know..." Hector told Grunty, "Well if you don't know you will have to stay with me here in Gilneas.

The years passed by as Grunty grew to a full murloc size strong as ever, his suit seemed to grow with him and so did his capabilites. He was fast, agile and more coordinated due to the training he went through with Hector. One day though Hector came back home and told Grunty that he knew where he had come from.

"I come from Starcraft?" Hector nodded his head. "So I cant live with you..?" Hector nodded his head.

"It is time that you left Grunty, besides we cant have you living here when the Horde and the Alliance are at war. I have arranged a place for you to go tonight to finally go back to your planet and we will go there together."

That night Hector took Grunty to a wide open plane, there was a bright light and he saw someone he didnt think he would ever see, Bitxil. "So Worgen scum have you come to take your child to his home?" Hector looked at Bitxil and said, "Yes..." Bitxil asked, "Does this mean you are coming to the side of the Horde?" Hector nodded slowly. Bitxil opened up the chamber that Grunty was going in to that would take him back to the Starcraft Universe. "Good bye, Daddy!" he said as he gave Hector a hug. Hector looked at his child with love and embraced him one final time.

"Come on cut the mushy gushy stuff!" Hector heard Bitxil's comment and exploded with rage. "I have tended for this child my whole life and I will not allow you to tell me what to do!" Bitxil growled and turned away and put the chains on Hectors wrist. Grunty stepped into the chamber and waved his father goodbye for one final time.

Hector looked up to the sky sullenly as the small rocket that contained Grunty became nothing more than a blip in the sky.

"Come on Worgen!" said Bitxil pulling on the chains that held Hector. Hector looked over his shoulder and laughed. As the chains feel away from Hectors arms he pounced ont top of Bitxil. Nobody ever heard from Bitxil ever again, but Hector had a new goblin head hanging inside of his house.

And what happened to Grunty? He landed on the Starcraft Universe and reunited with his mother and became a General in the Terran's Murloc Marine Military. Grunty always thought about his father Hector and was glad that he had met him.

Grunty was able to live happily on the Starcraft Universe for the rest of his days.

It is now a fact, and has been since creatures first took up arms against each other, that those who have suffered feel a kinship-however strained or odd- with other sufferers.   It was with this in mind that two species of beings, one greedy and self-serving, the other waging war with itself in an attempt to be free from a curse, ended up traveling together, stumbling upon a little Murloc in the woods.

Now, on any given day, a Goblin would think to profit and a Worgen might ponder an experimental cure or two.  But on this day, returning home from the largest gathering of creatures held in the known universe, the motely group stood a bit apart from the Murloc, and thought about something entirely different.  

Glancing around nervously,  the Goblins and Worgen knelt down to examine the little Murloc.   It was clear right away that something ought to be done for the creature, for it was nearly dark, and even full-grown Goblins and Worgen knew better than to wander the woods at night. 

It was the eldest Worgen that approached the Murloc first, quietly and carefully lowering his booming Worgen voice to a smooth, gutteral growl. 

   "What ails you, little one?" The Worgen managed to say somewhat pleasantly.  "Where is your pack?"

The Murloc, not understanding any language other than Outlandian Argugug, stood silent, watching the Worgen carefully while clutching his XR-14 Apprentice Rifle.

The Worgen tried again.

   "Are you lost?  Do you have a home anywhere around here?"

At this the little Murloc perked up.  He knew a few words which were virtually the same in all Outlandian and Kalimdor languages.  "Home" was practically universal.  But he couldn't understand much else of what the Worgen was saying, and soon sat down with his head resting on his weapon.

    "Well we can't leave him here" barked a rotund male Goblin from behind a slightly less rotund female.  They had been travelling with the Worgen for safety, and now took it upon themselves to join-in with the crisis at hand.  "He might be armed, but anyone knows a soldier needs to be with his mates.  Especially a young one like this little guy".  The thought of selling the little Murloc briefly crossed the Goblin's mind, but seeing the look of excitement cross his face, the female promptly swatted the back of his head.  "We will have to take him along with us".

But the little Murloc was too exhausted to travel.  Not only was he weak from lack of nourishment, he was extremely frightened, and hadn't slept in several days.  The decision was made to return to the gathering from whence they had come, in hopes of finding some better help.  The Blizzcon Gathering had been in full-swing when the Goblins and Worgen left, and perhaps was still going on................

Far from the back of the room near the exit,  Alitra waited for her friends to finish gawking at the various attractions at Blizzcon.  She wished she could feel as comfortable in a crowd as she had when she was younger, but 7 years of service and two tours of duty in the Desert War had stripped her of any feelings of security anywhere but by herself.   She felt frustrated and misunderstood, but tried for her friends' sakes to appear happy and content.  After all, she had made it home when so many had not.  She was just about to return to the inn to finish waiting there when a strange group of creatures appeared right next to her.   At first glance it seemed to be some sort of tour group; one of the individuals appeared to be talking very quickly, and pointing in various directions while holding a small package and shaking his head at a pair of overweight Goblins. 

Normally Alitra would feel very ill at ease being in such close proximity to anyone, but something about this group seemed peaceful.....almost needy.  The Worgen turned to look at her.

   "Do you speak Worgen?" he asked.  Fortunately Alitra had her Babel fish with her, and placed it quickly into her ear. 

   "I can understand you" she said slowly.  What is that you have there?"

The Worgen slowly uncovered the young Murloc, taking care not to wake him, and bent down low so Alitra could see him.  Something stirred inside Alitra, perhaps it was nothing more than sympathy, maybe just a feeling of sadness, but she saw the little Murloc and knew that it needed her.

The Worgen and Goblins, already feeling very uneasy about returning to the busy gathering, looked at the female human and considered what to do.  By now Alitra had the little Murloc in her arms, and he was making happy little grunting noises in his sleep.

   "Human?  Will you take this young Murloc and see that he finds his own kind in time, and that he is raised properly to be a just and honorable Marine, as his crest and uniform declare?"

Alitra looked down at the Murloc and his little uniform, and rubbed her eyes that had become blurred with tears.

   "I will."  she said, and began to ask where he had been found, and what name he went by.

But the Worgen, along with the Goblins, had disappeared.

Mission Log---- Find a safe planet...

Mission Cargo ---- 1 Star Cruiser ship, 1 passenger (Pilot), small amount of rations....

Passenger info---- Pilot Gully, (Commander Gully 2nd rank)...

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ (Transmitting).... This is Pilot Gully aboard the Star Cruiser ship Mgul-0709, I am entering the Azrothan galaxy located in sector 6. I can see several planets, few have what appears to be life.

(Receiving)... This is Commander Urgul, Supervisor of space exploration missions. You are clear to investigate on any and all planets deemed safe. Please dont fail us Gully, we are all counting on you...

(Transmitting).... Understood Sir, Gully out.

P.A.C (Pilot Assitant Computer).... Planet Azeroth in range...(approx. 200mi). Scanning planet. . . . . . Planet details, Oxygen and Hydrogen are abundant. Land and aquatic animals detected...Annalysis for a new home planet....(Possible)

(Transmitting).... This is Pilot Gully, my PAC has found a planet and deemed it possible. I'm attempting to land here to inspect it myself. . . . . . .GAH!!...My ship is hit....I think it was space debris. I have minimal control, bracing for impact....

P.A.C... Powering assistant control....(Non responsive)....

Murrrg glull llull...

It's okay, I took you with me so we could have a safe and peacefull life. I promised your father before he left for the war that I would not let any harm come to you and that I would find us a new home to live on. I intend to do just that, now Shhhh my son it will be alright.

P.A.C.... Please be seated in the rare of the ship and prepare for auto ejection..... In 10

Well I guess this will be the last time we see each other, I had planned for the worse...(9)... and I would rather die knowing you made it off our home-world.Now sit tight, the pod will protect you...(8)....mllllg gll...Dont be afraid, be strong. Take my weapon, I hope you remember what your father tuaght you about using these...(7)... I'm putting the rest of the rations in the pod..

(Receiving)... Gully, //// is /////mander  ///gul, we didnt receive ///// message  //// you alright?....////

P.A.C.... Auto ejection in 3, 2, 1

Good-bye.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------    Now it happened by chance that two goblins heading home saw in the sky a bright flash, pondering on what it was they watched as it hit the ground in the distance. Deciding to inspect it out of curiosity, they used the plumes of smoke from the crash to guide there way to it through the dense woods. Upon reaching the crash they noticed a small blue object moving left and right......MRGG GLLULL....GL GL. At first glance it seemed to be a peace of debris moving from the crash and making strange grunting noises, but a closer look revealed something much more.

   What is it?

Beats me, but if I had to guess I'd say its a murloc.

A murloc!?, I've never seen a murloc wearing armor like that before. Heck I've never seen armor like that at all.

Walking over towards it, the murloc thrusts his weapon at the Goblins, unsure if wether they are friend or foe.

Becarefull he could be dangerous.

Hey lil' guy, the names Fizzle Cog and thats my wife Spritsy. We dont want to hurt you, we want to help.

MRGGGGGG GLGLLGL?

What did he say?

I dont know, I dont speak murloc. It sounds like a bunch of grunting to me.

Well Fizzle we cant just leave him here all alone. He could get hurt or worse.

  Your right, lets take him home with us and we can see what we can do for him from there. Come on lil' guy we'll keep you safe. Spritsy grab what you can from the crash, it may give us a clue as to where he came from and what he is doing here all alone.

  Scavaging as much as they could find they began the trek home with the murloc close behind. Taking all the shortcuts through Dustwallow Marsh that they could to ensure fast travel, they reached there home in Ratchet and hastily took the murloc inside so they didnt raise awareness to other Goblins for now. Inside they began inspecting the items they retrieved from the crash, among the items was a peculiar metallic chip that matched a slot in the murlocs armored sleeve. Placing the chip in its slot a "click" was heard, not thinking much of it they continued  searching through the unfamiliar items. 

P.A.C... (Online)....Voices detected. . . . . Vocal patterns identified as Goblish....Beginning translation.

BWah waba ba br wa wab naw awf fiz....(translating).... Did you find anything else that could tell us where he came from Fiz'?

Hmmm, nope nothing is marked with any symbols to identify. Not that I could identify anything anyway. Now lets take a look at that weapon of his, Its pretty heavy, I wonder what its made from. This is anything but a blunderbus. Lets see what this baby can do.....BRRRRAAAT BRRAT...... whew powerfull lil' thing.

Did you feel it nessecary to put holes in the house? Fiz'

Sorry. This lil' guy has some advance stuff, I mean look at the tiny projectile holes it left in the wall, you know I bet I could make some of those bullets with all the spare metal we have around here and I still have that barrel of fire powder. Well lets see what we now so far....

What d'ya mean?

He came from a crashed space ship, he's wearing armor and has some serious fire power. I mean this lil' guy must be here for a reason you know.

Well reason or no reason he is staying with us and I wish you would stop calling him "lil' guy." What are we gona' call him?

Hmmm, how bout "Grunty", since he keeps making those grunting noises.

Well its better than lil' guy, at least till I can think of something better...

Okay then Grunty it is....(mgul glul gll)...see I think he likes it.

P.A.C.... Sending auto transmission. . . . . Distress code 0709....Location, Sector 6, Azrothan galaxy, Planet Azeroth.

(Receiving)... This is Commander Urgul, Hello is anyone there? Is that you Gully, we received an authenticated distress call from this P.A.C... Please respond!

(Transmitting).... This is Grunty...son of Gully

(Recieving)... Grunty!?, did Gully take you with her, I should of known she would sneak her son on that ship with her... She often talked about wanting a better life for you.... I am sending a rescue team after you, it will take a while for them to get to you but your P.A.C will lead them straight to you.

(Transmitting)... No.

(Receiving)... What do you mean NO!!...Grunty do realize you could be in danger!? are you sure about that?

(Transmitting)... This IS Grunty Space Marine and I'm here to stay.

(Receiving)... I suppose its the least I could do to honor your parents, I'll hold back the rescue team as long as your safe, but as soon I receive another distress call I'm sending in the cavalry....be strong......marine.

(Transmitting)... Understood sir, Grunty out.

Once upon a time, there was a little murloc, left in the wild by his parents, because they had been slaughtered by alliance, and horde seeking "Epix l3wtz."  This little murloc, barely young enough to walk, moved it's stubbly little legs on a path that even it did not know, or understand.  Slowly, forests and oceans turned into wastelands, and warzones.

"Gggelrkl!" Upset, visibly, at the sudden increase in hostile landscape, the little Murloc crowed out anguish as it ran, falling over bodies and holes from what could only have been a massaccre, the little murloc fought hard to reach the other side of this massive warzone.  But, eventually, he did.

And, so, the little murloc found it's way to a field, occupied with tents and buildings of many different kinds, where, amazed and in awe, the little murloc gurgled noises that were irredeemably cute on it's way into one, where it smelled something tasty!  "Grlgrlgaalrgrl?"  The little murloc questioned to itself, seeing a large group of people dressed in strange (And, some shoddy) costumes.  Some had fake elf-ears, some had fake horns, others had tusks, and some even had tails!  The little murloc was surprised, but it's churning stomach spurred it on, moving quietly, like only the irresponsible, and clumsy can, the little murloc waddled into the building, making it's way towards the table that held scrumptious treats.

T'was the time for Hallow's End soon, this little Murloc knew (Somehow), from pumpkins and candies.  And, all of the costumed freaks, thought the little murloc to itself, must surely be trick or treating!  But, the little murloc cared not for tricks or treats, merely to full it's tiny stomach with meat, and fish!  And, so, the little murloc stumbled unto the table, and began to eat.

"Hey!  You little thief!"  Sang out the voice of one of the costumed freaks, sending the little murloc into a gurgling run, even as it's little stomach did complain.  And, so, the little murloc moved on to another building, this one covered in pretty lights, and with a sign.

"Gggrlglrl!"  The little murloc spoke to itself, laid low by the sights that it saw within, more costumed freaks, but this time, all dancing cheerfully!  To lights, and sounds that the little murloc couldn't understand, but still made his heart leap!  And, so, the little murloc waddled it's way in, gurgling happily as it began to dance with it's newfound friends.

"Aww, look at the little Murloc!  He's tryin' to dance."  One of the costumed people, garbed in horns and tail and hair and robe, cooed with delight, before picking up the little murloc, and giving him a kiss upon the cheek.  The little murloc gurgled with happiness, pleased by the affection, but bid it's new friend farewell, it's stomach still beckoned.

And, so, the little murloc moved on once again, happy but still hungry, it found it's way to a tent, where inside sat a Goblin, and a Worgen, you bet.  The little Murloc did give a pause, for surely these two must be resting from such a fun experience!  "Do not fear, come inside, little one.  You've nothing to fear from us, save the sweat that marks us foul."  The little murloc giggled in that gurgling way, amused by the worgen's attempts to be coy, even while the goblin did laugh with glee, the trio did sit, and begin to speak.  "Grgrgl?" Did the little Murloc say, to be replied to in a funny way.

"No, little one, we have no food here, we're only here at the con, to be here next year!"  The little murloc did look confused, but prodded with words in that gurgling tongue, "We're just visiting, not here to stay, but within the year, we'll be moving for sure!"  The goblin spoke next, giving a twitter, "And, hopefully before then, 'cause everyone's on edge, I'm almost so nervous, I've lost the hair off my head!"  The little murloc did titter, but spoke again, "Grgrlglrlgl?"

And, so he was replied to, strangely once again, "Surely, you are very Grunty, and so that shall be your name.  Will you come home with me today?  We'll gather plenty of fish, and meat along the way, because we'll surely need it, to survive until next time!"  And, the little murloc did gurgle, accepting this new moniker with a splendid glee, for now he was Grunty, King of the Sea!  "Oh, and here, I got this inside, from a very buff man, with a beard, he said he didn't need it anymore, he'd trained with Nuck Chorris!"  And, did the Worgen give to the little murloc a suit of armor and a gun, and intriguing was it donned. "We will hunt through the wilds, and through the sky.  'cause there's a long way to go until we rest, and a long way to go until we sleep!"

And, so, was Grunty, King of the Sea, joined the Sixteenth Fleet, Space Marines!

Grunty the space marine

I think he's title Space Marine came from outer space.

At first he was a poor Murlock in the city called Moohaa (in outer space).

He's name was Blaam and he worked hard at the weapon factory so he get enought cash to live.

One day the King of the planet came to the factory and said: One of you are gonna work as a Soldier and live rich in rest of your live.

He choose Blaam and he made a test.

Blaam made the test next day and completed it.

1 year later he was a famous Soldier all-over space.

One day when he was defending the city the Draenais came and asked him to help them and he said yes.

He helped them with defending thier base in space.

After that he was the officers favourite soldier.

Next day the officer asked him to join them at a mission in Azeroth. They was almost there when the ship crashed. Blaam roled into a beach.

Some Goblins came later and took him to their home and he couln't remember anything because he hitted his head so hard when they crashed

so I think he grow up at The Lost Isles and lived there as a soldier.

Long time ago on a day just like today there were some humans fishing in Booty Bay, and Rodger felt a tug on his line, thinking he was about to win the Stranglethorn Vale fishing contet he reeled in as fast as he could, but to his surprise he had caught a murloc. Now this was no ordinary murloc, he could sense something special about this murloc, so he held onto it. This murloc was special his name was Grunty, and he was from Murloc Island, were he just finished to be a zergling destroyer. By day a normal murloc, but once the sun goes down and the zerglings come out it was time for him to jump into action keeping the people of Azeroth safe. As the years went by his zergling body count climbed through the roof, but there was a problem, he was the only Murloc Marine left. The murloc marine training camp was destroyed by the evil zerglings who had discovered this trainging facility. (They also got 10 xp upon doing so for the discovery) He had lost all his long lost comrads of which he had graduated with. He was the one and only murloc marine left. So he took for cover to try and train more murloc but todays murlocs didnt want to be marines, they would rather patrol the beaches hording clams. Grunty tried to be like the other murlocs but couldnt, killing zerglings is what he was born to do, but were would he find some? Then one day over the murloc station of Murloc Radio he heard of an event called Blizzcon. He thougth this place he would find zerglings, but to his surprise he found none. Just gaints who nearly stepped on him, but he found some people who were outcasts like him. They were the goblins from the Lost Isles. So over a cup of murloc tea they found out they are not that different. They both feel out casted into the world and the only ones of there race. Here grunty would hide out till he was needed to once again kill the zerglings. Grunty was his name, and killing murlocs was his game.

*I tried hard on this. I don't think im the creative but I tried to make it enjoyable for everyone. I hope you guys enjoy it*

My name is Grunty. I originally came from Azeroth but while my mother left me along with my brothers and sisters alone while she went off to kill some noob blood elf warlock, I decided to go off exploring on my own. I was swimming along what I thought was the coast but I guess I was just having so much fun that I didn't realized that I had swam a lot further than I should've. I have no idea how long I was out there but I remember seeing a strange glowing object on the sea bed and curiousity got the best of me. I swam down to see what it was. I couldn't really tell you what it was but I know now that I should've listened to my mother when she told me to not go off swimming on my own. The object had a blueish aura around it and it seemed to be trying to pull me in. I tried to swim away from it but it was too late, it was pulling me in and no matter how had I tried, I just couldn't get away. I closed my eyes and could only think about my brothers and sisters and my mother as I tried to fight tears knowing that this was the end for me.

I suddenly realized that I was no longer in water. I felt myself lying down on something hard and rather cold. I could hear whispers all around me but couldn't understand a word they were saying. As I opened my eyes, I thought I was either dreaming or really was dead. It seemed as if this place had several little suns but noticed that they were only shining down on me. As I looked more at my surroundings I saw that it seemed that I was being ambushed by a bunch of humans in strange clothes that I had never seen before. They wore what looked like white robes but were buttoned in the front and only reached as far down as thier knees. "What is this place?" I thought to myself. I tried to get up to run away but a pair of clammy hands from one of the humans quickly grabbed me and held me down as another came closer to me with what looked like an extremely small and thin dagger. I scrambled to try to get away but this human that was holding me down was strong, almost too strong. I felt a twinge of pain as the human with the tiny dagger stabbed me with it and I felt something being pushed into my body through the tiny dagger. As he pulled it out, I felt my body go limp and my vision fade, "what did they do to me?"

I opened my eyes and I noticed that I was in a cage. I tried getting up but I felt as if I were weighted down and had a hard time actually moving. I grabbed at my head but instead of feeling the typical scalely surface of a murloc's head, I felt something hard and smooth. "Hm?" I looked down at the rest of my body and saw why I felt so heavy. They put armor on me, blue plate armor no less. A human with one of those white robes, that for some reason I now knew were called lab coats walking by and noticed that I was awake again. "Hey there little guy," he said. "Wait, how do I understand him?" I thought to myself as I just kind of blinked blankly at him. "Are you ready to come out of there now? I'm sure you probably wanna know whats going on huh," he said as he reached down into one of his pockets and pulled a set of keys and unlocked my cage door. "C'mon, I'm not gonna hurt ya." He reached out his hand for me but didn't push me into agreeing with his welcome. He waited patiently for me to move on my own instead of forcing me. I suddenly felt a bit more at ease and didn't feel like he was there to hurt me. "Yeah, I know, I wouldn't feel too trusting either after someone strange injected me with something I didn't know what it was," he said with a kind of chuckle in his voice. "We just gave you something that'll make you a little smarter and stronger, that's all, its nothing that's gonna harm you, we have to intention on doing that to you."

I somehow felt that what he said was the truth and decided that if I was stuck here then I might as well try to just get used to it. I slowly crept out of my corner and made my way to his hand. He brought his other hand closer so that I could be picked up by him. "Its okay, I'm gonna try to find a way to get you back home." He carried me out of the room and we turned down a hall. In a way it seemed like he was trying to cover me as he speeded down the hallway. An alarm sounded and panic struck the human that was carrying me as he went from a fast-paced walk to a full force run. The sound of the alarm hurt my ears and I felt like my head was going to pop as we bolted through a great metal door that opened to a room that had a portal in it. It looked just like the one from the sea bed but this one had a redish looking aura around it instead. "Sorry Grunty, but you're gonna have to be on your own from here on out buddy. I can't go through there, they'll know that I'm the one that did it for sure." He had a worried look in his eye. I felt like I didn't want to leave him like that. Even though I hadn't known him for more than fifteen minutes, I felt like I had known him my whole life. I couldn't believe that I was actually clinging to him as he tried to push me through the portal back home. He loosened my grip and now I was just trying to grab anything to keep him from pushing me in. I grabbed his gun but it wasn't completely attached to him and he pushed me through.

I landed on the ground with a thump and realized that I still was holding onto his gun as I got up. I had no idea where I was, none of this looked familiar to me. I heard footsteps coming my way and I jumped into a nearby bush to hide. As I peaked out I saw a worgen and a goblin walking by. I tried to get a better look but accidentally snapped a twig in half. The worgen and goblin walked over to the bush and peered in. "What in the world is a murloc doing here?" said the goblin. "And what is it wearing?" asked the worgen. "Hey why don't I take him with me? I live on an island and I think there might be some other murlocs nearby," the goblin suggested. "I don't know, I mean look at him. He would never fit in, as long as he's wearing that armor, I'll take him," the worgen protested. "Wait islands are near water, maybe I can find another portal to get back to that human and help him," I thought to myself. I walked over to the goblin and held out my hand in accepting his offer. He grinned at the worgen,"see, he likes me better." He worgen walked off in a huff and we took off to the goblin's homeland. I no longer wished to actually go home, I just wanted to go back to that one human that had ever been kind to me and I felt like he needed my help anyways. I needed to get back to that strange world no matter what.

As we walked, we passed by a blood elf warlock that looked strangely familiar. I then realized that the warlock was the same one that my mother had gone chasing after. I stopped and went running after the warlock,"maybe she can take me back so I can find that portal again. The goblin didn't even seem to notice that I had taken off as I climbed into one of the warlock's bags. Now I'm her companion until the time when I can return to that other world. 

Aboard the Mrgll Merger V Day One of Grunty’s Life, Twelve Days Till Blizzcon

Grunty was born in space aboard a ship called The Mrgll Merger V a ship manned by genetically altered Murlocs. Grunty was born to the ship’s captain Mrgmrl and his wife, Lady Grrlgs, twelve days before Blizzcon was scheduled to start. Because Grunty is a genetically altered murloc he aged faster than regular murlocs and in the space of six days became the age we would call a toddler. Because Grunty had an inquisitive nature he would search the ship and find new and exciting things to play with. One of these was a shiny new silver space suit which he would look at for hours wishing that he could put it on and fly in space just like the space cadets that boarded the Mrgll Merger V and were granted so much respect from the crew. Over the next four days Grunty would go back to the room to dance around the tube containing the suit and then lay at the base of the tube worshiping it and praying that he would eventually wear the fabulous suit he saw before him. He would only leave the room if he thought people were going to come looking for him or if someone walked past the room. On the tenth day of his life Grunty devised a plan to get the suit. He wrote down an all access code that was on his father’s desk and then headed to the room containing the suit with determination in his eyes. He opened the door and strode over to the suit, typing the access code into the terminal the tube containing the suit slid down leaving the suit exposed and held in the air by the anti-grav generation on the floor underneath the suit. With trembling hands, Grunty reached out and grabbed the suit. He stared at the suit for what seemed to be hours to Grunty, but in reality would have only been a few seconds. He hugged the suit to his chest and seemed to be in total bliss, his dream of having the suit had come true.

Sliding the suit over his legs and shoulders he admired the feel of the suit and was even more impressed when it fitted itself to his shape perfectly. A smile flickered across Grunty’s face. “So one size does fit all.” He said.  Pressing a button on the arm of the suit a helmet slid out of the neck completing the ensemble.  If only Grunty had of spent a few minutes reading the manual he could have gone on living his life and becoming the space cadet he was destined to be rather than the unfortunate series of events that follow happening but alas they did happen. Turning to a mirror in the room Grunty turned around checking himself out from every angle. Content with the way the suit looked and fitted, he pretended to reach down and pick up a space cannon that the space cadets were famous for. Turning around quickly and facing the mirror with his “gun” he pretended to pull the trigger and said, “Pow.” Unwittingly he had activated the suit’s shoulder cannons by saying the codeword “pow” and a rocket shot out of the launcher in the shoulder of the suit, creating an explosion and a gaping hole in the hull of the ship.

With a look of terror on his face Grunty was sucked out of the ship by the vacuum of space. Desperately fiddling with the buttons on the suit he tried to launch the P.S.C. or Portable Space Craft to those who aren’t space cadets. Luckily, stumbling onto the right button  a capsule detached from the waist of the suit and unfolded into a small but functional space craft. A hatch opened allowing Grunty to climb inside. He collapsed into the driving seat and picked up the emergency space cannon on the dashboard of the ship. He watched as the Mrgll Merger V became further and further away as he floated to a planet he would later learn was called Azeroth. Accepting his fate, he allowed the clutches of sleep to claim him and fell asleep holding the space cannon in case any danger should befall him while he travelled on his unplanned journey.

An Azerothian Marsh, Day Eleven of Grunty’s Life, One Day Till Blizzcon

Grunty awoke to lights flashing and alarms beeping; the ship was about to crash into a murky marsh. Quickly Grunty pressed the eject button on the dashboard and his seat shot out of the space craft. Recognising imminent danger the suit deployed a parachute allowing Grunty to land safely in the waters of the marsh. He floundered to the bank of the river and rested. Hearing a barely audible hiss to his right Grunty investigated. Pulling back a bush he revealed a giant purple crocolisk. It snapped its jaws and Grunty, reacting on instinct shot his gun and ran like the wind away from the crocolisk. The suit activated the built in nitro-boots so that Grunty could move five times faster than normal. Grunty quickly found himself at a large body of water, the ocean. Grunty sighed, and looked down at his suit which was now stained blue from the ghosts he had splattered as he ran, while under the effects of the nitro-boots. He began to swim. He swam for two days and nights, the suit stopping him from feeling the effects of fatigue and found himself on the shore of a river in a forest.

Anaheim Woodlands, Day Thirteen of Grunty’s Life, Blizzcon Begins Today

Grunty pushed himself up from the muddy sands of the river bank. Walking to a stump he sat down and caught his breath. Suddenly a wild boar charged. He shot it and it lay dead at his feet. “Dinner.” He said and finding some twigs and dry leaves, placed them in a pile and extracted some rocket fuel from his suit and poured it on the pile. Then using two rocks he made sparks that ignited the fuel and started the fire. He found a sharp stone, washed it in the river and began to skin the boar. Placing it on the fire, enticing aromas began to waft from the roasting pig. Fully absorbed by the smell of the roasting boar, Grunty nearly jumped out of his suit when something tapped him on the shoulder. Grateful that the suit had its own toilet system, he turned around. Standing in front of him was a creature that resembled a wolf, but wolves don’t walk on hind legs. “Arf?” the creature said. He screamed and scrambled behind the stump. Two more figures emerged, they were about the same size as him, and he came to the conclusion that they had to be the green skinned creatures known as goblins. The wolf creature he thought must be a Worgen. Before he had found the suit, he had read some books about different creatures. The goblins fished a translator out of their backpacks and began talking to Grunty in his native tongue. “Hi,” they said, “We’ve just come from Blizzcon, we got a little annoyed by the crowds of people intruding on our personal space so we came for a walk out here.” Grunty seemed less frightened, so the goblins pressed on, “Do you have anywhere to go?” Grunty shook his head so the goblins continued, “Well why don’t you come with us young space hero, and we and our friends will look after you.” Grunty turned to the worgen. It was only able to say, “Arfoo.” So he turned back to the goblins. Still being a child Grunty was flattered by the goblins calling him a space hero and wandered over to the goblins. Plus, he was a little scared of the worgen, but he’d never admit that out loud. If only Grunty had known what brutish creatures the Horde were, he would never have gone with the goblins, he would have gone with the worgen, who had been accepted into the Alliance along with his clan. If he had, he might now have be enjoying tea with King Wrynn, or tinkering with his space gear with the gnomes in Tinkertown. When he is older, he could have been enjoying a nice bar brawl with the dwarfs during Brewfest, rather than feeling scared and alone with the Horde. There was only one thing to say about that; Poor Grunty.

Aboard The Mrgll Merger V, A Year After Blizzcon

Grunty’s parents only saw him once more, in an advertisement that the Horde had volunteered him for against his will. It was an ad made by D.E.H.T.A  and it portrayed Grunty as an injured caribou in the Borean Tundra in Northrend, that was being attacked by a poacher. After showing this image, which portrayed the Arch Druid Lathorius; the leader of D.E.H.T.A  seemingly pointing at you from the television, with the words underneath reading “D.E.H.T.A  Wants You”. Grunty’s parents knew that Grunty would never achieve his dream of becoming a space cadet and flying in space protecting their world. Poor Grunty.

 lets start what happened.... i will try to explain it with chapters makes it easier so sit in your favorite chairs children and listen up...

                                                                                        CHAPTER l   "Gruny whas born"

That night in the MURLOC IN N OUT hospital the lights turned off while the Gurnty's mother tried to give a birth.That last momment doctor took  baby but there whas big earthquake so he fell from his hands.As it whas dark they could not find the baby so litle Grunty whas all alone...

MoM:Zomg my baby ! Doctor it is your fault i whant my litle child back ! ...In cash ! you kno ???

Doctor:WTF you made him wet so he fell yeee....but it whas earthquake and you cannot blame me ..that night

Dad:Heeey relax all it whasent even like that if i remember ...that night went litle diffret if you ask me the Chuck Noriss came in took our Grunty and ran out !

Mom:You have to be kiddin me ...wait wait we all came together here afther so many years to write a book about our litle baby we cannot fight it whas long ago we all dont remember it very well so i think it would go somthing like this...

Afther spending a hour in cold dark Grunty decided to do somthing about it so he took the gun and shot himsel...

dad:WAIT WAIT !! Jesse he couldent shot himself !?!?! he just ran out ok ?? he doesent even kno what gun is when he is 1 hour old !!!

Doctor:Yes i aggre with you Hoppy (dad's name he whas retarded as kid so parents got drunk and named him like that)

Dad:Ok may i continue how i think it whas....sigh here i go

So he didint shot himself he whas really really clever he yelled:Chuck Noriss while we whare looking for him and then Chuck picked him up and they ran out happ...

Doctor:PIECE OF CRAP ! CHUCK NORISS ??? IN LAND OF MURLOCKS MAAAN YOUR OPSSESED WITH HIM !Lets skip birthing part lets start lil sooner ...soooner...

Grunty whas lost without parents he whas really sad but as he whas about to go on himself he had to surrvive so he learned how to cook swim all by himself ...how to surrvive with 1 word again.Parents never found him trough they whare looking all over for him.Murky land is bettween 2 lands one is called World of warcraft and one Starcraft.As Grunty grew he became smarter and stronger with 3 years he could beat someone over 8.One day he found a Murlock named Altplusef4 he told him to press alt f4 and then he will be rich.Grunty didint trust him on first but as time passed and he meet other people he started to trust him more and more.So he came to him one day and told him he could try his tactic to became famous and rich.So Grunty pressed alt+f4 and got fooled.He whas throwen out of Murky land to World of warcraft land.He founded himself in elwynn forest faaar from his parents.Far from Murky land...

                                                                                            CHAPTER ll "WoW first destenation"

Dad:Hmmm it think you are right doc...keeep going this should be a nice book when we release it

Doctor:soo where whas i ...oh yes ! Elwynn forest...In Elwynn forest Grunty didint knew anyone and he whas always attacked by wolfs and kobolds in the mines.So he went to goldshire once to see how humans would react.They acted normaly they knew Grunty whas lost and didint give a about it.So Grunty asked:Grllgrlgll can you help me Grllllllgrrr ? one human in distance yelled:BUY CHEAP GOLDS !!!! ONLY 10000$ PER 1000000000G !!! BUY NOW CHEAPEST PRICE... a bunch of humans ran to him yelling SHUT UP ! As grunty whas neutral he came to gold spammer and killed him...Others whare suprised...OUR HERO ! They Yelled !!!!! YUppy ! YUppy !Grunty whas honored in goldshire now ! Evryone liked him there.He gain titule Grunty the goldspammer killer ! they gaved him a token ...normal token.But on upper side of it it said:"For murky land transport LLM".One lady came to him and said:You know ..i got this from my grandma now i am old and i dont have anyone to give it to...its token of luck never used .I got this paper from my grandma too.Old lady handed piece of paper to Grunty.Grunty said thanks to the old lady and opened paper it said M I s s I N g P a R T f r o m "AREA 52".It whas really wierd to see but he heared from that place he taught once.So Glodshire gave him some gold...for luck.Grunty went then to Stormwind city...really big city he taught so he said on trade " Anyone grlglrrlg knows of Area 52 ?" some ol human replied:Ye i kno about it but some gold might refresh my memmory.Grunty whas angry so he Whispered him:WHere are you ? Old man said his position is darnassus..Grunty knew that whas far but he had to get to the old man.He came to westfall then with gryphon asking around how to get to darnassus...no reply.So our young champion went more far he went to Duskwood there he founded a huge dragon emeriss bettwen the silver shined mountains ...Emeriss liked him and tried to help him.Emeriss:I can give you a ride on my back are you shure you whana do this ? Grunty:Yes if you said Goblins know much i whana go to Booty bay.As they flyed Grunty saw many coasts,tigers horde bases...evrything ! if whas really cool flyng with Emeriss :D.They finaly came to Booty bay on Gruntys luck it whas Pirates day...many players whare in booty bay.Arrrr one goblin screamed ! Grunty arrr i heared you kill goldsellers..i got mission for yea ! YOu betta copperate arrrrr ! i show yea seas if you kill the djoiwjdkolwjh guy over there ! he is killing my ass from gold spamming ..Grunty whas exited and he killed him. Goldseller dead..Evryone whas suprised ! Even Chuck No..

Dad:CHUCK NORISS ?????? REALLY ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Doctor:Sigh...Chuck Nobeant the pirate leader

Dad: !

Doctor:well let me continue...So "cough" Chuck whas so exited he invited all crew and players for a beer.Sayng to Grunty:Arrr you are really big star my friend come with me we will sail the world come to Maelstorm !...you kno the deal !...Grunty:Im just tryng to get to darnassus...Arrr i see no problem we can get our sails  to there just hold on !

                                                                          CHAPTER lll "Reaching destination and exploring much more"

Here we go my young crew member arrrr.Chuck said.Grunty whas really exited as he traveled sooo many seas around the maelstorm and all.He saw what he never taught he would...he gave token to the Chuck asking him:Hey m8 what does this token do...Pirate:SIGH That is LAST PIECE Area 52 NEEDS to build theyr ship to starcraft world !Grunty whas stunned ! he took the coin and when they came to darnassus he did really big sprint to the old man at the guild bank.As he whas at guild bank he asked old man..i have gold you need and my ship is waiting for me outside i really need to know how to get to area 52...Old man:Oh young one ^^you are lost Murky i guess..whats your name...Grunty ! But please hurry.Grunty speaked really quick.Old man:Well to get to fableus place called area 52 i will make you portal to shattrah...city of light.From there its on you to get further..."Old man's magic made a portal to shattrah" as Grunty said "Hi!" to crew he steped into portal and the powers of light teleported him to SHattrah.He whas stunned there ! Such an inspiration of a city.He expected somthing great but this...WHOAH !!!

MoM:Doctor that whas really nice may i continue story from Shattrah to area 52 ?

Doctor:Shure

Mom:So...Our Grunty went to the shattrah by old man portal.The view is fantastic from here! He had to pick up one..or scryers or aldor...so he taught hmmm.Im blue aldor is blue ill fit it aldor :) So he picked aldor.As he took lift from shattrah to aldor part of shattrah he taught..."Really cool to be aldor !"He had conversation with aldor leader sayng that he needs to get to place called area 52...Aldor leader:Yes i know where that is one of my gyphons could take you there if you bring me LIGHT ORB.What is that? grunty asked.Aldor leader:it is orb only Murlock can make with his tears and my lighting powers.Grunty took mace from leader and slaped his face...he droped a tear.Aldor leader:Just kiddin xD !Grunty: !!! FUCKTARD ! SO aldor leader's gryphon took our young champion to a trip to area 52 when they came to blade edges mountains gryphon got shoted by one of horde hunters from the ground.Gryphon whas falling doooooown...and he slaped to floor with Grunty...but Grunty did have a net from old fishin days and he threw net on one tree and net got tree ! He whas saved...but where to now ? he whas so closse to area 52..but so far...He jumped from tree to the ground.Hurting his leg.He whas bleeding he needed help then he founded horde station near.He told them he whas shot by ranger of theyr.Horde felt sorry for him they taught he whas ally.They helped him giving him some blue plate gear and mask they got from theyr friends in starcraft ll.Grunty whas happy.They even gave him theyr exclusive epic flyng mount to get to area 52 and personal rider...Grunty started to love horde too...

                                                                       CHAPTER lV "Area 52...Zomg please stop with Chuck Noriss"

Doctor:That whas nice...would you like to continue."Doctor turns to dad"...

Dad:Yes i would love to..so.."cough" give me pen and book ill continue darling.Grunty whas safly transported to area 52 where he meet CHUCK NORISS ! AND THEY RULLED THE WORLD !

Doctor:Ok thats enaugh you need serious therapy!

Doctor:Sigh i will continue...He went to area 52 then and there he meet all the goblins of Kazaar(or somthin) he whas happy.They showed him the ship he putted token he got from old lady to the ship IT WORKED ! IT WORKED ! Golbins yelled !! It whas test drive they putted Grunty inside and ship went to starcraft land !Dad:Chuck Noriss whas with our son you forgot to say doc

Doctor: YOU ! Where whas i ? o ye ship didint work very well they had gass until the ship crashed in the land of starcraft ll ! It whas really baaad for Grunty.But few of the men of the army founeded him and transported him to nearest station...Grunty said:What is happening where am i ? I whana get to Murky town !Men:You cannt you are seriously hurth ! you wont make it we need to help you before you try anything serious young boy ! Really ?...

                                                                               CHAPTER V "Starcraft ll final destination"

As men of the army helped our young hero.Grunty whas thinking deeply in himself:Why did i get here in first place ? He remembered the evil guy in Murky town with alt+f4 secret which destroyed him tottaly !Men:Are you ok ...Grunty:Grunty ! Thats my name...i am ok.Men:Ok Grunty we will now give you a robot so you can be safe here and once your our warrior...we will paint your armor blue and we will give you gun so you can defend yourself!!.Captain of blue armored yelled:ALL UNITS WE GOT INTRUDERS ATTACK !Men:Grunty my friend hold on we will stop intrders then i will take care of you.When fight whas done Men came to the Grunty's bed but Grunty whas gone he escaped cause he knew he will be shoted.As he traveled lands of Starcraft ll he founded a portal sayng:Enter me i get you to Murky land"Murlocks only" ! As Grunty had all armour on and gun he whasent afraid...he entered...he whas stunned ! He whas teleported to Murky town center ! He whas so exited seeing his parents again and also exited finding the his betrayer...BUT he didint find neather his parents or his betrayer...Some say he killed himself cause he whas sad some said he Ruled world with Chuck Noriss(dad said) but we all know that there whas rumor in city sayng that the Gruntys betrayer ran to World of warcraft cause he whas afraid.The Grunty went to WOW too to find betrayer finally!He joined the Goblins ! Which helped him!And from that day he is loyal companion o WOW heroes which will help him find his betrayer someday...SOMEDAY !SO Grunty can have his revenge!

Dad:Oh come on NO CHUCK NORISS ???what is this farytale ????

Mom:Oh give me a brake honey !

Doctor:THE END i guess....i got tickets to WoW world whana come with me Grunty is waiting for us in Shattrah

Dad: :O ????

Mom: :O ??? WTF i taught he wont return why the hell didint u tell us doctor ???? We gathered here afther so many years to claim story in this book when we could just ask GRUNTY ????

Doctor:Ok OK SORRY ! ...SO WHANA COME ?
MoM:Sertantly yes !

Dad:Yes........................................................CHUCK NORISS !                                                    Wrote By:Tinkolen Chamber of Aspects EU ! Alliance

       Trees, rocks and underbrush flash by me as I'm dragged along behind my mother. "Mommy where are we going?" I ask as I fall face first into the dark, muddy dirt, luckily I still have on my helmet. My mother kneels down in front of me, gently wiping the dirt off the front of my space helmet. "Baby," she begins as I stare into my mothers aqua eyes. "I'm doing this for your safety, believe me, we can no longer stay on our planet, there is no food or water or no way to replenish them, the Garbons have all but destroyed the place where we used to live. I wish with all my heart and soul I could be there to see you become a strong murloc. I read about this place, Azeroth, it's beautiful, exciting, and there are alot of adventures to be had here." I smile at my mother, for she knows how I do love to take adventures. "It is not safe for you any longer on our planet, once the Draenei crashed into this very planet, leaving ours, things have not been the same. I fear that our home may not last much longer." Mommy says as she hugs me tightly against her. I feel a single tear slide down her cheek, landing on my gloved hand. As I stare at the small splash of my mother's tear, I see it begin to crystalize. I wrap my small hand around the crystalized tear, holding it to my heart. "Mommy I love you.." I whisper into her shoulder. "And I you my dear little Grunty." She whisperes back before she kisses my head. Mommy slowly stands up, lingering just a fraction of a second, before she dissapears, back to our home planet. I'm left alone, lost, with only my little space gun for protection. "What good this will do," I grumble to myself "I'm out of ammo." I sit there, holding my mothers tear in my hand, as I try to fall asleep, i'm so frightened from all the strange sounds that i have never heard before , slowly the image of my mother fills my head at the same time filling me with peace, I drift off to sleep dreaming of my mother and Azeroth, and all the adventures awaiting me.