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Chapter 3: Questions

Ezril was thinking about his options. If he ran, there would be a good chance the other boy would attack him. If he stood there, the inferno would devour him. He could hear the inferno burn and creep closer to him every second. "Remember what you learned in combat practice Ezril, then you might get out of this" He drew his black sword. It had a pure crystal handle, and a big circle in the middle of the handle. "So, I see that you have your weapon?" said the other boy. "I guess that's your weapon" he paused. Suddenly, the ground shook and from the earth, came out a giant battle axe, "Is nothing compared to mine" "Who are you!" screamed Ezril. "Who am I? I am Amascus."

Ezril knew that he couldn't charge, and he couldn't block. "Battle axe, battle axe, it's a slow weapon, it's strong, and it hits with crush attacks. Crush attacks are known to break bones, but they aren't as good for the final blow, as long as it's not mithril or stronger" Ezril looked at the battle axe. To his suprise, it was granite. "Ok, as long as I don't get hit in the major targets, I still can win.

Ezril slid his foot forward a bit. Right before attacking with his Dragon Long Sword, he thought of another plan. Ezril drew his sword and charged at Amascus. "You fool! This is the end for you!" The giant granite ax swung down on him. Ezril jumped out of the way. "Jumping's not going to save you!" screamed Amascus.

After countless misses, he became more enraged. Ezril stood right in front of a fountain now. "Right in position" he thought. Amascus used all his might in this final blow. The granite axe was stuck into the fountain! Ezril started to run up the granite axe. He kicked Amascus to the ground and took out his bow. "I got you right where I want you"

To Be Continued...

08-Mar-2007 20:46:52 - Last edited on 22-Mar-2007 23:57:11 by NoodleBobert

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Ezril was ready to shoot. "Wait, before you pull that quiver, you don't know the whole story" "Yes I do" said Ezril, ready to fire. "You may have heard the part from the owners. I know, I asked them too" Ezril put down his bow. "I thought you were a serial killer. You killed" "All undeads and Black Knights" cut in Amascus. "Those guards you heard? They're part of the Black Knights. I'm no serial killer. I'm just doing my job to try to save everyone in Mistalin, Asgrania, and everywhere else I'll tell you more but first we have to get out of this inferno"

Ezril and Amascus ran outside of the castle and into a house where they were safe. All around, the Black Knights and undeads were pillaging houses, and killing people. Inside the house, Ezril still looked confused. "How do I know that you're not just lying?" Amascus just sighed.

They started running to Varrock, where they were safe. It was the Capital of Mistalin, and the most protected area. "Good morning sir Amascus. Have you destroyed those Black Knights and undeads?" said one of the guards. "Not yet, they're still to strong"Ezril was amazed at this. The city guards here treated him like he was a savior, but the other guards treated him like he was a dirty killer. But then he remembered that those were just Black Knights.

Sound the alarm!" said one of the guards rushing in. "The Black Knights and undeads are approaching from the wilderness at an alarming rate!" The guards and citizens started to panic "Ezril" said Amascus. "Do you want to help us with our stand at Varrock?" Ezril just looked out into the red sky, possibly an omen of bloodshed. "Well there's going to be planning, weapons, and fighting, I think I'm ready" Amascus smiled. And finally, dusk fell over the land of Varrock.

To Be Continued...

08-Mar-2007 21:17:23 - Last edited on 08-Mar-2007 21:28:31 by NoodleBobert

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Sub Chapter 1: An Uncovered Past

"This is all going to plan" said Zamorak to himself. "Soon, my other two brothers won't be able to fight my pow..." The room started to get quiet. Suddenly, a book flew in, the pages started flapping until finally it stopped on one page. "The Strongest God" Zamorak looked at the book. "No, it can't be! Those voices I heard! They can't be..."

A slimey voice started to creep through the air to Zamorak. "So, I see that your trying to destroy your two brothers? You really are pathetic. You could have been with me! We could have worked together! Instead, you and Armadyl banished me! Well, you know that the people that opposed me before? Remember, Tartarus?" Zamorak started shuddering now. "It can't be you!!" he started screaming. "I got rid of you! You can't be back!"

"Heheheh... you thought that you got rid of me. It turned out that I found a way to get out of hell. Tartarus' gates didn't keep me back. The underworld didn't keep me back. And do you know why I worked so hard to come back? So I could come back and kill you!" The voice paused, coughed a bit, and then continued "I was thinking, I won't kill you first after all. I'll kill the others and make you frightened. When you finally think you're safe, you won't be. I'll be waiting Zamorak..." The voice dissapeared into the wind, leaving Zamorak once again, all alone...

To Be Continued...

08-Mar-2007 21:43:29 - Last edited on 26-Mar-2007 02:03:51 by NoodleBobert

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Chapter 4: Varrock's Stand
Dusk had fallen. The guards and soldiers, both new and elite, were ready to fight. Ezril and Amascus were on the front lines, ready to fight. "Look! Out in the Wilderness! The undeads are approaching!" Ezril and Amascus got their weapons ready. The guards and soldiers started shivering. Rain started to pelt down. The fires started to dim, and a cold wind started to blow. "Dum, Dum, Dum" The war drums started to beat.
"Whatever you do, don't let them get to the hills! If they are there, Varrock will fall!" The undeads started popping out of the ground. Decaying, rotten, and disgusting corpses walked slowly, but steadily. "Ready the volley!" screamed one of the generals. With their quivers pulled back, they launched their arrows. The sound of the wind blowing killed the noise of the arrows flying through the air.
"Did we get them?" said one of the soldiers. The drums stopped, it became quiet for a long time. Suddenly, a fire lit, and other, until thousands of fires were lit. They were lighting their arrows on fire! "Get down!" screamed Ezril "They're shooting fire arr..." It was too late. The burning hot arrows went right through the skin of some soldiers. After the deadly volley, Amascus and Ezril looked around to see many soldiers on the ground, dead, or covered in brutal wounds.
"Front attack! Quick! They can't reach the hills!" screamed Amascus. Ezril was begining to wonder why they couldn't reach the hills. No time to think, Ezril pulled out his Dragon Long Sword, Full Rune, and screamed as loud as he could "Charge!" He instantly stabbed through one of the undeads when he charged, and threw another flying with his shield. Then, he felt a tug on his legs. A zombie had grabbed onto him. He cut off the arms but was still planted to the ground. As soon as he looked up, he saw a giant brute, linguring over him, a sword in it's hands, and rage in it's eyes. The brute let out a small smile.
To Be Continued...

08-Mar-2007 22:06:10

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Amascus knew that there were too many of these creatures. "I didn't think I'd have to use my Ancient Magik this early on" He pulled out an ancient staff and recited the ancient text. Finally, he used the spell. "Ice Rush!" he screamed. The undeads stood there, frozen in fear.

They may be corpses, but the still knew what an ancient was, and the power it held. Suddenly, a whole group of undeads fell to the ground, dead and covered in icicles and snow. "Blood Barrage!" Another group fell to the ground dead. They knew that they were no match for this magician.

Meanwhile, Ezril thought it was the end for him. Suddenly, an arrow shot out at the brute. With a loud roar it fell to the ground, arrow in the neck. Ezril knew that no human had that precise aim, and it was no dwarf because they used crossbows and bolts.

He looked up and saw an elf standing on the hill, trying to keep all the undeads back. "Need any help?" asked Ezril. "Not really. Ranging is in my blood, I can handle them" "Well you're taking all the fun, so i guess I'll help too" said Ezril back. He pulled out his Magic Short Bow.

"Ezril! Ezril where are you?" said a familiar voice. It was Amascus. He had gathered enough soldiers to push the undeads back to the Wilderness. Still, they would need a plan to do so. "We just might be able to take them, but that would cost the lives of so many" Ezril thought for a second, and then in a proud voice he said "Actually, I have a way to win the battle, without losing any of our men"

To Be Continued...

09-Mar-2007 00:26:48 - Last edited on 23-Mar-2007 21:23:57 by NoodleBobert

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