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Crystal Smee

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~*~ Chapter 4 ~*~


Silence fell over the three, loud and pressing. Logaen had gone white and he glared at his brother. Robain sat rigidly, lips pursed in thought. Minute passed in awkward, uncomfortable silence.

"You'll find his tomb? Bring him back? To destroy him forever? Kill him properly, kill his spirit as well as his body?" the White Knight commander finally said and broke the silence. He relaxed hack in the chair, scratching his unshaven chin.

Saine opened his mouth to answer, but Logaen butted in. His pride had been severly hurt by Robain's words. "To fight Zamorak, of course. Look, sir, if you don't believe us, send one or two guards with us to make sure we don't slip off. We can't fight two White Knights,” he blurted out bravely, staring defiantly into Robain's eyes.

Robain stared back, eyes boring into Logaen's. "Send two guards with you?" he mused, stroking his chin in thought. "All right. I'll send you with three guards; that's all I can afford." He leaned forward, clasping his hands and placing them on the rickety desk. He gazed straight at the young men.

"You'll go and ressurrect Saradomin. Find his tomb and bring him to life. I will be forming an army here, as much as I can. You bring Saradomin here, and we will begin war on Zamorak," he decided.

"Agreed," Saine and Logaen said in unison. Robain grinned slightly and rose, nodding his head.

"Follow me, then. I believe the battle outside is finished." He strode out. Logaen and Saine hastened to follow. Outside, the White Knights nursed their wounds as others began to clear the dead. Bydor trotted up and bowed hastily.

25-Jun-2006 03:42:27 - Last edited on 25-Jun-2006 03:44:58 by Crystal Smee

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"Sir, we have defeated the Zamorakian guards, as you can see. There were a little over a half-score. None got away, and we captured one," he reported breathlessly.

"Good. And our losses?" Robain asked impatiently.

"None, sir," Bydor announced proudly.

"Good, good. Bydor, I have a job for you. I want you and your two best men to guard these...felons. They are going to find Saradomin's tomb, so they say. I don't trust them, though," Robain informed the burly White Knight, fingering the hilt of his sword.

Bydor eyed the two young men. "If my Lord wishes it, I shall, sir," he replied dutifully. "I believe Gyradin and Destrand will suffice."

"Gyradin and Destrand would be perfect. When can you be ready to leave?"

"Excuse me, sir," Logaen interrupted. "Saine and I, we're rather tired. We would appreciate rest, we did run quite a long way, sir."

When Robain looked dubious, Saine added, "Lock us up, put as many guards as you like, separate us, we just want to sleep." Robain sighed.

"Understandably. I suppose that is only fair. Very well. Bydor, find two men to guard them, and take them to the prison chamber," Robain ordered sharply. "If they escape, I'll have their heads."

"Of course, sir," he bowed again, then turned, gesturing to Saine and Logaen. As they strode through the caverns, Bydor beckoned two thick, muscled guards over, their armor removed for comfort. Both were clad in leather chestplates with white shirts and white leathers. One was red haired, the other brown. Both bore broad-bladed swords at their hips with ease.

25-Jun-2006 03:42:31 - Last edited on 25-Jun-2006 03:43:37 by Crystal Smee

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"Hurdin, Reidel, guard these young men in the prison chamber. Commander's orders, I'll return for them in the morning," he snapped, then turned to Logaen, bright eyes questioning.

"What'd you say to anger the Commander? You're such a good lad," he asked.

Logaen sighed. "He thought we were Zamorakians, because we brought the guards. I tell you, we were chased," he said sadly. Bydor nodded, frowning as he mulled things over in his mind, and then Logaen and his brother were swept away by the guards.


Zamorak paced back in forth in his bedchamber, his angry steps wearing down on the ornate carpet, imported from Varrock long ago. His eyes, filled with fury and wrath, seemed to spit fire as he looked at his head guard.

"Repeat that, please," he said, almost calmly, as he stopped treading his path and gazed at the guard, head tilted. Long, stringy red-black hair hung to his shoulders, and he had a neatly trimmed black beard. The guard shuddered, clasping his hands behind his back.

"Sir, I received word that last night two very powerful laborers escaped from the camp. The guards in the vicinity did pursue them, and none returned. The two workers were prominent Saradominists. Their father was commander-in-chief of the Misthalin army, and one of the laborers was squire to the previous king here," the man stammered, gray eyes looking anywhere but at Zamorak.

"We have no clue whatsoever of were they went?" Zamorak spat condescendingly. "No guards returned?"

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"We may have a slight clue, sir. Shanor knew them, sir. He had spoken to the squire lad, and had planned to be helping them to escape, then would have them caught. He knew of their power, and wanted to hand them over to us."

"Quit speaking of his plans and tell me where they went!" Zamorak snapped angrily, scarlet eyes flashing.

"Of course, sir," the guard stuttered. "There is a White Knight hideout, reportedly holding a large number of White Knights, as well as their Commander. To eliminate them would be quite a statement."

"I don't want your opinions," Zamorak growled. "A hideout...where is it?"

"The Port Sarim peninsula," the guard reported.

"Very well. Listen to me, Jura**. I want you to find them! Destroy the hideout! None, I repeat, none will escape you!" Zamorak snarled, eyes blazing.

"Yes, my Lord!" Jura** bobbed a bow.

"Begone!" Zamorak snapped. Jura** bowed again and scurried out.


Saine leaned against the wall, shivering and shaking. The cold seeped through his tattered clothes, chilling his very bones. Beside him, the clicking of Logaen's chattering teeth echoed off the icy walls, an incessant noise that irked Saine greatly. He hadn't known that deeper into the caverns, they became covered in snow and ice. And that was where the cells were.

Now, his bluish lips pressed tightly together, air slipping out in a cloud of white. There was no way he could sleep like this.

"Logaen, we have to get out of here!" he hissed, working his fingers to quell the numbness.

25-Jun-2006 03:42:40 - Last edited on 25-Jun-2006 03:44:28 by Crystal Smee

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"I don't--" He was cut off as shouts rang through the corridors. They sounded like screams of pain, wailing as the last breath in the owner of the voice was used up. Their guards jumped to attention, blades drawn.

"What was that?" one asked. With long, tied-back blond hair and a long beard, he was the one Bydor had called Hurdin.

"'Dunno," admitted the other. His head was thick mop of red hair with a slightly unshaven chin. He must have een Reidel. Suddenly, a wave of fire swept through the corridor, sweeping straight towards the guards. They screamed in unison as the flames engulfed them. Logaen and Saine threw themselves on the ground, and Logaen muttered a quick prayer.

In the raging inferno, orange and red flames blazing around him, Logaen rose. His body shone with a bright light, and the flames danced away from him. Beside him, Saine rose, though there was no light to herald his body. Together, they stepped through the flames and over the melted bars, out of their prison.

~*~ End of Chapter ~*~

25-Jun-2006 03:42:45 - Last edited on 25-Jun-2006 03:44:46 by Crystal Smee

Ragearrg2037

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You are a truly incredible writer, it must be hard to manage five stories at once! I am reading your other stories and I noticed that not one of them have the same kind of plot, except for The Death Tournament and SotD, but that is only because everyone but one person has to die. All your stories are awesome and I can't wait for updates.

25-Jun-2006 05:15:19

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Nice to read your stories a second time.


You said to point out errors...


In the beggining you repeatedly refer to Shades as male and an 'it'. You should really decide on one or the other.


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Crystal Smee

03-Jun-2006 19:04:14
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..."[A] ale for myself, and one for my companion here,” he ordered, leaning back comfortably. His nose wrinkled slightly; he was growing sick of the...
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It should be 'an'.

25-Jun-2006 06:48:13

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