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I know, right?

Okay, time for my predictions.

Wolfbane will revolt for Lady Lore, his intimate knowledge of Lord Luxon will turn the tides, Freak will end up realizing he doesn't like Lady Lroe and instead go for Dawn, Bluestar will get Fireheart, and I will wonder whether this coutns as the first true romantic comedy story I have ever read.

26-Aug-2010 00:22:14

Fireheart449

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Chapter 19 For the Sake of Lady Lore

When I walk past the cow pen I had died in so long, I realize no one is in there. The cows, free to eat grass without fear of dying, moo at me as I pass. Then, as I get closer to Lumbridge, I see two players hacking at each other.

“I hate you!” This player is a familiar redhead.

“ARRRGG!” The other is flailing at the other with his dragon scimitar.

I blink. Monty and Kenshin are battling one another…

“You guys,” I call, “what happened to your business?”

Monty pauses, so that his battle-axe is hovering over Kenshin’s vulnerable head. “Hey, noob, my business is none of your business.” An ugly snarl has taken over his face.

Sensing opportunity, Kenshin lashes out with his scimitar to cut Monty’s throat. The redhead gasps, his bulging eyes watching me. A shudder runs up my spine at the sight, and I look away from cold murder. I hear Monty fall to leave dust and bones on the gray earth. The killer, Kenshin, turns to stare at me. “Run, noob.”

“You two were the best of friends when I last saw you,” I remind him. Has the darkness of Zamorak taken over them too? If not...but then why? WHY would Kenshin kill him?

“We realized we were too different to be business partners,” Kenshin murmurs bitterly. He’s hunched over as if his hatred is weighing him down. “I’d had enough with his jokes about my mother.”

I almost say that the jokes were well-meant but jokes about one’s mother never are. “He was your friend. How could you turn on him?” I sprint away as Kenshin lunges for me.

“It’s easy!” he hollers after me. “If you have enough hate!”

26-Aug-2010 00:31:41

Fireheart449

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Hate…I want to go back and tell him there’s no need for hate, but I have Wolfbane to meet. Crossing the bridge, I see other players locked in combat. I see a noob fleeing the sword of a higher level. Two higher levels duking it out where normally people would chop willows. My heart aches for every step I take deeper into Lumbridge. No one minds me because they’re too concerned with slaughtering their currents targets. Inside the shrine of Zamorak, formerly the church of Saradomin I remind myself, there are six people.

The monk of Zamorak glances at me before returning to his chanting. Wolfbane, who’s been sitting on the pile of wood that was the church organ, stands up.

“Freak!” Aurora exclaims. She doesn’t look hurt, but her relief makes me feel ashamed that I had ever considered turning back. Gnokhead, Goldeneye and Saint Loren nod at me uneasily. They all have one eye on Wolfbane.

He waves a hand at the four captives. “Go. Good luck getting back.” Wolfbane smirks. “I have the captive I want.”

“We won’t leave without you, sir,” Saint Loren says to me. He flinches as Wolfbane raises his rune scimitar.

I quickly interfere. “No. You four go back. I’ll be fine.” I take no notice (well, very little notice) of the monk of Zamorak’s snort of derision.

Given this order, my recruits trail out of the shrine; Aurora is last, and she gives me a questioning, almost pleading look as she disappears. I hope they’ll be okay. I hope they don’t run into Kenshin…

“Why did you want me here?”

Wolfbane laughs and raises his scimitar. “To kill you, of course. I hadn’t imagined it would take so long.”

He disappoints me. He took hostages, left a threatening message and drove me here to Lumbridge just to kill me? “Then kill me. You’ll accomplish nothing.”

26-Aug-2010 00:32:33

Fireheart449

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Shaking his blond head at me, Wolfbane says, “No, I’ll have the satisfaction of your death. You and your rebel crew will be a pain in the rear for Lord Luxon. Well, no matter how large your army might be, our lord has an army composed of eighty-plus Runescapians along with my crew. You’re all condemned to die in a war you can’t win!”

“Great,” I say. The news doesn’t scare me as much as it should. Dawn’s fears weren’t groundless. If not for her suspicion, I would have died from shock. “But I have a message for you from Lady Lore.” Her name is not as sour in my mouth as I thought it might have been.

The raised scimitar falls. Wolfbane looks genuinely interested. “What did she say?”

“She wants you to fight with us. She misses you. She…” I choke. “She loves you.”

“Crap.” The level sixty-five sinks down to sit on the pile of wood. “She…joined your pathetic army?”

I nod and then…I’m a witness to the inner struggle of the century. Wolfbane grits his teeth and starts to pace. “You’re lying to me!” he hisses. I shake my head. No. I’m not.

"Lore…ugh, you’re making me pick sides!” Wolfbane appears to be talking the ceiling. I look up but can’t find Lady Lore’s face there. “You and your dumb rangers should have stayed out of this…”

“Dumb is a mean word,” I can’t help saying. The agitated level sixty-five gets in my face then.

“I might be able to avoid her on the battlefield. Do you think I could?”

I grimace and step away from his intense question. “You really love her then.” This sort of anxiety is so out-of-character for Wolfbane that I wonder if a strange being had taken over his mind and body.

“I’ve loved her all my life.” Wolfbane scowls at me. “You can moon after her all you like, but she’s mine.”

I hold up my hands in defeat. This is the end of my unhealthy infatuation. I hope. “So, will you join us?”

Wolfbane thinks for a moment. “Might as well. Luxon’s been annoying my crew anyway.”

26-Aug-2010 00:34:03 - Last edited on 23-Nov-2010 19:09:43 by Fireheart449

Fireheart449

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Right. Great. Who knew that love would push Wolfbane to join us? Well, Lady Lore knew. I offer a hand for him to shake, but he only looks down at it.

“I don’t think so. I’m not allying with you but with Lore.”

“For the sake of Lady Lore,” I agree with a wry smile. This guy’s more lovestruck than I am! To betray a level one hundred and twenty six for her was downright crazy! But downright romantic and noble too.

The monk of Zamorak, who’s been listening all this time, suddenly butts in. “You’re going to join them, Wolfy?” Igor gives a high-pitched shriek when Wolfbane’s scimitar tickles his throat.

“Leave him be,” I plead.

But Wolfbane appears to not hear me. “No one calls me Wolfy.” After a moment, with an unwholesome smirk, Wolfbane draws his weapon away from the terrified monk and leaves the church. Without waiting for me.

“Die!” is the first pleasant word I hear once I step outside into the dark, gloomy place that Lumbridge has become. Kenshin has his dragon scimitar poised to strike at Wolfbane, who looks vaguely amused.

“Save your voice for those who will die. Off, noob.” With that, Wolfbane struts past him. For a moment, I can’t help admiring his gutsy-ness. Then I’m concerned as Kenshin attacks Lady Lore’s lover. “Off, you noob!” Wolfbane draws his scimitar to block Kenshin’s attack.

The problem with calling people noobs is that it only makes them angrier. I realize this as Wolfbane continues to goad Kenshin with taunts about his general noobiness. “Wolfbane. Kenshin…” My feeble voice does catch their attention.

They stop their epic battle to look at me. “What, noob?” they say at the same time. I bristle, but I can’t deny that I’m a noob. And so what? I’m proud of being one because that’s where we all start. As noobs. Even the terrifying Lord Luxon must have been a noob at one point. The thought makes me smile, and the two combatants exchange weary glances.

“Freak, what did you interrupt us for?”

26-Aug-2010 00:34:59 - Last edited on 23-Nov-2010 19:10:06 by Fireheart449

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