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Sol LongClaw

Sol LongClaw

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VENGANCE - By Luc Ensterat.
Crossbow bolts flew like rain across the sodden, marshy ground of the Feldip Hills, as entrenched knights and archers fought valiantly for poseession over tiny specks of insignificant land. Tree stumps dotted the battleground, burnt to nothing by flaming arrows and blazing spells. Bodies Where strewn across the battlefield like the discarded playthings of a god. Lightning and thinder crackled away in the distnace, a few bolts occasioanlly bursting out of the clouds, like drowining men gasping for air.
In the southmost trench, Firenzus Mcaor crouched in a pool of blood, clasping the body of an old friend in his hands, wailing in despair. The unmoving body looked up into the sky, the bloodshot, pallid white eyes impossibly still.
Firenzus let the body fall with dull splash into the pool at his feet. He got up defiantly, and climbed up a set of stairs to a safe vantage point over the battlefield. The trenches crawled along the scene for miles, until they evenutally met the impenetrable walll that was the sea. Firenzus' eyes burned with fury at the enemy, staring at their trench through the rain and lightning.
"Sir! A hailstorm is about to begin! We can't be up here!" Shouted a luitennant to his left, who was gasping for air, standing at the top of the stairs.
Firenzus gave a wicked smile, and stormed down the stairs, the luitennnt coming after him.
"That is when we will hit them. In the hailstorm." He shouted through th din to his luitennant.
"That's insane!" He cried back.
Suddenly, Firenzus turned on the man. The luitennant was much smaller and weaker than him, and was, like every other man in the trench, at least vaguely scared of him. "Insane.. No! This is the way we are going to win this blasted war!" He bellowed at the man. "Get me my best warriors, we move out in ten."
The beleagured luitennant scuttled off, lucky to still have his life.
Firezus looked behind him again, to see the raging battlefield. His heart ached at the loss--

06-May-2012 16:40:49 - Last edited on 06-May-2012 16:58:17 by Sol LongClaw

Sol LongClaw

Sol LongClaw

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Of his best friend, but he fought himself not to show it. He suddenly looked at himself, for the first time in days. His clothes where torn and ragged, covered in blood and ashes. He looked to the medals on his chest. They meant nothing to him. Just rusting pieces of metal. They where honourless, dirty tokens, he could win a million and still not care. He looked at the banner, hanging limp in the still wind. It had burn marks covering it, and was peppered with holes from arrows and bolts. This war was insanity. This lush green forest, now a barren, useless wasteland. Firenzus clenched his fist, and stormed down to his bunker. he had wasted too much time pondering on the human condition, and had work to do.
He Entered his bunker, a small, dimly light hole dug out of the flank of the trench by the unlucky people awarded with too much corporal punishment. A solitary lntern hung from the dirty wall. under the lantern, was a large chest, with a gleaming chest plate and serrated blue sword. This would be his vengeance.He opened up the case, and took out the hallowed sword and chestplate. He hastily clipped on the chestplate, and gripped the sword until his knuckles where white. He looked at himself in a shattred mirror. he was a shadow of the friendly. warm, and humorous man he had entered the war as. Now he was a serious, battle-hardened war veteran. War hade made him the same monster he wished so badly to eradicate. He strode out into the hail, snapping a helmet onto his head. infront of him, a line of fifteen men stood shrivelled up in the cold like old prunes. "Attention!" screamed Firenzus, the hail on his helmet seeming to be a noise only comparable to an explosion. The men hastily stood to attention, and they turned to face the battlefield. "Today, we die, or we succeed. I will not have this war going on any longer. Now move out!" He shouted, and the men Shouted "For Zecklyuan!" And ran up onto the battlefield.
Rain and lightnign hammered around them, making--

06-May-2012 16:54:42

Sol LongClaw

Sol LongClaw

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their vision impaired and blurry. But, there where no well aimed bolts impaling themselves into their heads, or streaks of magic incinerating them. For a moment, Firenzus felt safe. But a streak of lighting missing him by inches brought him brutally back to the present, as time sped up, and sounds returned to their full capacity.
They where seconds from the trench now. They would rip this enemy apart, and any other that may dare to oppose them. Firenze felt the rush overcoming him, and his vision grew red and furious. The first soldier jumped into the trench, sword flying in a cirlce above his head. Firenzus screamed a litnay of anger, and sped up his pace, coming in quickly after him, skewering an unlucky patorl man that was sleeping, or maybe had passed out. Hot crimson liquid spilled out across his face, and he revelled in the feeling. The screams of a few gaurds suddenly awoke the other men.
Redd Pitius awoke with a thud, as a gargled scream pushed him out of his pleasent thoughts. He grabbed his dagger and crossbow from his side, and jumped from his bed, running towards the exit of the bunker. He was met with a group of fifteen men, decked out in ful chain, apart from one man, who was adorned in a gleaming gold chestplate. They where hacking apart men by the dozen, and scores had already fallen. "No.." He cursed, and ran at them men, Dagger raised. He was lucky enough to be able to put a strike on one of them men, sinking his dagger deep into the man's gut.
The man he had impaled looked down at him and whispered "Stuck?" before running him through and tearing out the dagger, lobbing it at another man, who fell into the mud.
Firenzus was in his element, hacking apart the men who had killed his friend with glee. Within less than five mintues though, to his dismay, the gauntlt ended, as the last man, gurgling and choking on the floor, was stabbed viciously thorught the eye with a powerful stab. "Hah! Easy." mocked Firenzus, asthey stormed through the trench--

06-May-2012 17:10:22

Sol LongClaw

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Looking for more men to rip apart. This was not a fight, it was more a massacre. The fifteen men stumbled across a large bulkhead door, gaurded by fifteen men decked out in brooding black armour, and a white helmet.
"Finally, A decent fight" Sadi Firenzus to his men, before the two forces clashed.
Blades swung, blood spilled through the air, and curses where hurled like rocks ans the men fought for purchase over eachother. They weren't in a controlled, sterelized fiht where they where paired up by nature, but they where viciously fighting anything they came into contact with. Firenzus loved it. It was hectic, uncontrolled, and was the pure essence of war. This was why he had signed up. this was what he had been waiting years for. He plunged his sword through the chest of one man, and he gave out a gurgling cry before falling limp to the floor. He tore out his sword, and swung it at another's neck, who barely dodged it, and swung at him. He caught it in his armoured hand, and, with a smirk, he bent the sword out of shape, before nutting the man, and chopping off his arms in a crisp, fluent movement. But his brothers where less experienced. for every one they felled, one of his men fell too. With a brisk uppercut, Firenzus slashed open another warrior's back, and he fell forward, the mud spalshing around his face. As he watched him fall, the last blade fell silent, and the fray was over, he glanced around, to see one lucky man turn his head towards him, breathing heavily. They smiled, overjoyed to see that another meber of their group had survived. The honour gaurd had fallen, and the colonel was next.
The duo rupped oepn the cowhide signalling the enternace of the colonel's bunker, and they strode out into the large, majestic room. It was bedecked with jewels and cupboards. A desk, similar to the one in Firenzus' bunker, squatted in the centre of the room, with an old man behind it.
"You are the Colonel?" Gasped Firenzus.
"Yes. and you would be?" Croaked the old--

06-May-2012 17:22:18

Sol LongClaw

Sol LongClaw

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man.
"Your doom." Said the two men in unison. They ran at the man, who cried in horror, as they lopped his head. "That was almost too easy... Stay alert.." Whispered Firenzus. As he scanned the room, he heard a cry from next to him. "Corporal!" He turned, to see a cloaked man assassinate his corporal, and lunge at him. Firenzus barely deflected the first blow, instantly the two where engaged in a fierce mellee. A dagger came to Firenzus' side, but he glanced it off his armoured vambrace, and went to cut at the man, who shimmied out of the way, and went to kick at his crotch, but Firenzus kicked the speeding leg away, and went to shoulder barge him into the wall. His attack succeded and he herd a gruesome cracking noise as he hit the muddy wall. He felt the man go limp, and fall to the floor.
Firenzus took a warhammer from his belt, and crushed the man's head inwards, until it was utterly undisearnable.
Within the same second he stood up, and bolt planted itself in the mud where his head had been a split second ago, looking to the bolt, he saw a green tipped, white feathered bolt. The same that had felled his friend. He saw a cape rush off out of the bunker, and he pursued it furiously. "I will have vengeance.." He muttered.
They passed piles of bodies, and crates full of sword and munitions. Every one Firnezus saw, he slashed into two, purely to inconviene the enemy. They turned countless corners, and up endless flights of stairs, until they finally gurst out of a leather door, and into the blidning light of the sun. A massive wooden structure rose up into the sky, poking indiscrimintely out of the jungle trees. The archer was alreayd climbing the endless steps up into it's canopy in he clouds. Firenzus purseud with malign intent. His feet ached from runnign for so long, and his breathing was weak and tolling, but he ran through it, ascending the insane steps up into the clouds.

06-May-2012 17:37:58

Sol LongClaw

Sol LongClaw

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At the top of the tower, the cold bit him and pierced his heart, creating an odd congregation of the biting cold, and burnign hatred. The archer was there too, standing sentinel. The archer pulled of his hood, to display a burned, bruised, and scratched face. true medals of war. They stared at eachother.
"This is it.." Firenzus said after an achingly long pause.
"You're goign to die, fool." Mocked The archer.
"I.. Will.. Have... Vengeance!" Screamed Firenzus.
And, atop the tallest tower constrcted by man, they threw themselves at eachother.

-Finis.-

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Oh God, I can't think of an end..
You know, I did all that in one, epic, non stop session of epic.
Thank goodness the White Lies where there to soudntrack my story, Or I would of got bored.
I did this all in my pyjamas, you know.
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Hope you like it!

06-May-2012 17:45:17 - Last edited on 06-May-2012 17:52:17 by Sol LongClaw

Yam42

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Here's a thought for the ending: They both die.
After all, Confucius said, "Before beginning a journey of vengeance, be sure to dig two graves," (or something to that effect). It just doesn't seem right if Firenzus lives.

08-May-2012 16:28:39

Sol LongClaw

Sol LongClaw

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I've had an idea.
Firenzus charged at the archer, bellowing at the top of his lungs in an indecipherble, incherent roar of anger.
The two men smashed together, the pure force of the charge denting the lightweight armour of the archer, making him grimace in pain.
They lashed out at eachother wildly, taking punches to the face and kicks to the legs as amply as they gave them.
Firenzus threw the archer away, and they where left panting at either side of the tower. The archer dre his bow, and firenzus his sword, and they went for another vicious round. The archer instantly slid away from Firenzus, making him fall fowards, and then forced his bow around Firenzus' neck. He shouted in pain as the archer pulled wildly, and he thrusted his sword behind him in a vain attmept to skewer him. With an almighty roar, Firenzus leaned forward, grabbing onto the bow to stop it slitting his neck. The archer was lifted off the ground, and threw onto the floor infront of Firenzus. His fingers bled, and his neck ached, but he had victory in his palms. The archer was sprawled out infront of him. He lifted his boot to deliver a devastating kick to the archer's face.
The archer had time to roll out of the way, and firenzus' mad stomp crashed through the weak wood of the canopy. with a howl of terror, Firenzus grabbed the archers' leg, and pulled him down with him through the boards.
They where indefinetly plunging to their doom. "I'll kill you!" Firenzus screamed and threw the archer below him. He grabbed the stunned archer by the collar nd dragged him up towards him, and screamed into his face with a bellow. Firenzus then et go of the archer, and grabbed his head.
"I..." Grunted Firenzus, as he clenched the archer's head in his hands.
"Will.." He said, as he started to compress the man's skull.
"Have..." He shouted, as he felt the man's head begging to splinter.
"Vengeance!!!" He screamed at the top of his might, and he crushed the Archer's head into oblivion, smothering him in--

08-May-2012 18:36:53

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