Thank you, it's a snow day tomorrow! This gives me plenty of time to write up a good chapter. (that is if I stay on the same computer the whole time -.-)
I had a really weird dream last night, where Vezyfher sang Feliz Navidad and rainbows were flying everywhere... Just thought you'd like to know
But wait, just a snow day!? You mean you don't have this week off for Christmas
Ah, and in other news, I passed Physics (first semester)! It is by far the hardest class I've ever taken; and I'm in AP and Honors in everything else, with Physics on level
I literally ran down the hallway singing when I found out, and some spanish teacher is probably still very concerned for my sanity... but it was a great day
P.S: I gave a Physic's test to Abaddon... I give us maybe twenty minutes until he gives up and moves back to New Jersey
P.S.S: New Jersey has been confirmed as the location of all known Runescape gods. It also seceeded from the Union in 1972 and launched itself into the Bermuda Triangle, never to be seen again...
No, I do have Winter Recess. However, due to the rather epic snowstorm (two feet ftw!) I've received a snow day!
(muhaha!)
Hey! Who knew the gods lived in my neck of the woods!? Abaddon! RuneScape gods! Come to my house and partah! o.o
Guthix: Party? Such imbalanced of an 'RuneScape God' party would cause the world to go-
Zamorak: Boom. The word we're looking for it boom.
Saradomin: By thy powers of justice and everything that is Christmasy. I shall ingest into thy party!
Alrous: Guthix is still a wuss.
*hours later. Cops are called to house* What's going on?
Alrous: Great..my mortal enemies in the real life.
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Physics? You passed that!? Amg, that's great.
Pretty brilliant actually. I think I don't stand a chance. At school, the only thing I'm good at is Language Art (gee, I wonder why?) and apparently I'm the 'star student' in my math class. Pssh, yeah right. o_o
(P.S: I'm queen low self-esteem. Just ask anyone that knows me. O.o)
Tis the season indeed! It's Christmas Eve (nuh uh, really?) and hug your Christmas Tree again! Tis the season of peace on earth and joy to others. About overlooking one's needs and giving onto another. I've spent plenty of my time writing up three full chapters just in time for the holiday season!
We'll go from the main storyline, to the bonus chapter, to the Christmas special. So, I hope you enjoy.
I'd like to ask that you do not post until further notice. Thank you.
Entering the forsaken capital once known as Hallowvale, several groups of living creatures squirm into the darkening ruins of Meiyerditch. Marcello and his group of five passed into the walls through a crumbled wall down all the way to the south into the city. This hole may resemble the dark and bloody history of this place.
The buildings that once cloaked this city in stone had a new coat of paint on it, the darkness of turned this land into the Forsaken Lands. The shadows were much thicker than outside the city's huge stone walls. One was barely to see their hand in front of their face, let alone the world around them. This may play as a strong disadvantage if the Vyrewatch happens to come along.
The air was frozen icy, their warm breath met the icy chill of the air. The rain above their heads continues to shiver them down to the bone. Relentless frost caped the buildings, to ice danced onto the ground. The group continued into the creepy capital until a bark of voices caught their attention. They quickly shoot behind a building and Marcello peeks behind the wall.
His head quickly spun back to his comrade. "Do not move!" he softly whispered, his words were clear, they knew the punishment if they disobey. Marcello returns to his head back to peeking passed the wall. His eyes stuck on the Vyrewatch and had several other vampyres among their clan. One was tied up, a masquerade mask cloaked his face.
"I swear! I did not commit treason m'lord!" the vampyre pleads. The Vyrewatch glanced upon the vampyre with a rather blank look. He continued to stare at the vampyre without a word or even a change in his facial appearance. His blank red eyes shivers fear down the body of mask covered vampyre. He began to sweat bullets.
"Please! S-spare me!" begged the vampyre. "I'll do whatever you want m'lord! I'll respect your name until the day I die!" The lifeless expression does not change on the Vyrewatch's face. His hands together behind his back. Other Vyrewatch surround the judging Vyrewatch.
"Lord Haimon." mumbled one of the Vyrewatch. "What shall we do with this traitor?"
His cold eyes do not change over to the Vyrewatch vampyre next to him. He places his cold hand upon the bald head of the vampyre. He pushes down so now the vampyre can only see the black leather boots of his master Haimon. "Kill him." replied Haimon.
A shiver of shock shook down the vampyre. The Vyrewatch next to Haimon readies his black Halberd. He presses it against the back of the vampyre's neck, lifts it into the air, and strikes it down against the back of the vampyre's neck, cutting his head right off. His head hits the muddy dirt and his lifeless pale white body collapses to the ground.
Blood pours onto the leather boots of Haimon. He glances upon the Vyrewatch that did the execution. But then his eyes wandered over to a building next to them. "You may come out now mortals." called out Haimon. An unimagiable chill raced down everybody's spine. When all the Vyrewatch heard their master call out mortals, they quickly shoot right next to him and ready their spears.
Marcello gulps. His frightened blue eyes look back upon his comrades. "What are we to do? We can't kill a Vyrewatch without the flail!" said Darien. The brother of Ba'al does not listen to the concerns of his comrades, in fact he walks out for the Vyrewatch to see. Haimon crosses his arms with that blank expression on his face.
Marcello sees that this Vyrewatch was not wearing what a typical Vyrewatch would wear, in fact he was wearing a coat that looked like a pirate's coat (kinda like Captain Hook's coat from Peter Pan). He still had his wings but it was rather odd, especially since the others address him by a name.
The surrounding Vyrewatch were hissing at Marcello, revealing their vampyre teeth. Marcello did not show intimidation, nor fear. He stood there, his eyes met the eyes of Haimon. This was the scene until behind them they began to hear other Vyrewatch fighting. They hear bodies hitting the ground. Haimon glances behind him and sees a Vyrewatch crawling over to him.
"My lord..!" the Vyrewatch cries, reaching his hand out to his master, but then his hands drops and his head laid softly in the mud.
"You're next." said a familiar voice. Marcello, Haimon, and all of the Vyrewatch look upon where the voice came from. It was Joshua, sitting on top of a small building. The Ivandis Flail was in his hand covered in vampyre blood. His clothes were stained by blood.
Haimon turned towards Joshua. "So, you are the one slaughtering my family." mumbled the vampyre.
"That's right. You've killed many people, and for those injustices you must pay." he replied, his voice full of intensity and seriousness. The other Vyrewatch laughed, while Haimon remained expressionless. Joshua hopped off the building he was on top of and lands firmly into the mud. He kept his eyes upon Haimon. But like Haimon, he showed no expression.
A Vyrewatch charged at Joshua with his spear ready. Joshua kicked the wooden part of the spear, which breaks it in-half, then swings the flail at the throat of the Vyrewatch. The flail's blade cuts through the flesh of the Vyrewatch vampyre which causes blood to flooding out. The Vyrewatch's body crashes to the ground, without life.