CHAIN FAN FICTION-Rebeard (Continued)---JOIN IN!

[silent_empath]

the pompus wind bag that just got promoted, Gref i believe, should be one of the first.....and.....ummmmmm......Colt can't die yet cause he still has to do some more scheming

[Chip]

OOS: I think I'll kill off Quen and Trin. They will fall in a blaze of glory together, perhaps. Orie, Selfur, and Markus will not die. Should perhaps Zent or Louisa (who both eventually contribute to the fighting) be killed?

Also, I will be writing the MAJORITY of this battle, so....just tell me EVERYONE I should have killed off. Rodin? Tarick? Yupher? Vedder? Tecker? Harris? Zebish? Alirick? Colt? Frash? Bordiss? Seviz? Qio? Himp? Corsh? Trin? Quen? Zent? Louisa? Rebeard? Jacob? Anyone I didn't mention?

[Chip]

OOS: I had to put this into the story..so please...don't post STILL!

IS:

Race and the other two scouts looked down upon the Urathan campsite. The army was three-times the size of Fort Majiro's, and would easily take out all who resided in the Fort. Mac and Cart, the other two scouts, swallowed nervously as they spotted the man who seemed to be the leader of the troops. They couldn't get a good enough look to see his delicate details, but they did notice the blue badge on his shoulder. Uratha was indeed the attacking opponent. The blue badge confirmed that.

Suddenly, Cart fell onto the ground, dagger sticking from the back of his neck. Race and Mac whisked around to see a villainous-looking man with crooked teeth and a bad odor lingering about him. Race drew his blade, just as Mac was slain. Race dove at the enemy. He had always been fast, but this time the attacker was faster. Bring the butt of his sword down, the villian knocked Race out cold, and then began dragging his body to the camp.

OOS: Again, DON'T POST YET! PLEASE! Just thought I'd throw this entry in there.

[EmperorJeramyu]

OOS: Don't kill Zent or Louisa. I've a lot more for them yet. Go ahead and kill of all of the extra wagon characters, and maybe some of the menders.

[Chip]

OOS: Alright. Zent and Louisa will stay. Frash and the other wagon guards other than Orie will probably die...and Vedder is going down!

Prepare for the battle: Part 1! It should be done today or tomorrow. Check the subject, which should say BATTLE: PART 1 of course.

[Chip]

IS:

Greef looked down at the scout that Corsh had so easily captured. The Majiron army must have sensed their presence. The attack would begin immediately.

"Rexton!" Greef yelled. "Prepare the troops! We attack tonight!"

Quickly, each of the six captains got in formation with their divisions of militia. Lifting up his sword, Rexton pointed towards the Fort, just as he mounted upon his stallion.

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Zent had decided to go and visit the Shadow Foot, who seemed to be getting worse and worse. The Lord was greeted at the door by Harris, and led to the side of the bed. Vedder was there, looking down at the injury with desire and excitement in his eyes.

"Have you been able to create a vaccine yet?" Zent asked.

Vedder shook his head. "No. The blood of this Shadow Foot is so thick that it could be cut with a knife."

Zent looked at Vedder curiously. "Do you think it was the monster's poisonous venom that made his blood solidify?"

Vedder nodded. "Perhaps.....When should I heal him?"

" Not yet," Zent replied. "We could use him as an prototype. He's only a Shadow Foot. If he dies, another will eventually take his place."

Vedder snickered.

The two men looked down at Taz in silence, preparing to view the next stages of this venom.


OOS: Worst post ever. I'm sorry. PLEASE AGAIN DON'T POST!!!!!!!! I HAVE MORE!!!! IN FACT, DON'T POST UNTIL AFTER THE BATTLE IS ALMOST OVER (OR I SAY POST). I DON'T MEAN TO SEEM BOSSY, BUT I'M TRYING TO HURRY AS FAST AS I CAN. DON'T POST PLEASE.

[Chip]

OOS: Don't worry. I'm getting there.

IS:

Louisa left her home to join Trin and Quen at their home. She had left the house cold, and empty, and silent.

The floor creaked. The house was not silent. Something was still inside it, making the floor moan under their weight. Who was it? Louisa was too far off to have heard the small noise. The sound carried in the air enough to make anyone around become paranoid. Thankfully, no one was within 20 feet of the mansion.
Jacob and Rebeard stepped out from the shadows of the bedroom doorway. Quickly, they began to rummage through the house, finally reaching the master suite where Zent and Louisa slept. Rebeard looked at his partner-in-crime.

"Jacob," the former prisoner whispered, "let's stop this. These people have taken us in, and they completely erased my record. These people are considerate of us. The least we can do is give up theivery for..."

Jacob held up his hand to silence Rebeard. There was another creaking. Someone else was in the mansion besides the two theives. The footsteps were so light that the average fortsmen would not have heard a hint of it. But these two men knew the sounds of the Way. This was the sound of an intruder. Drawing Lakis, Jacob whipped around, and did Rebeard. And there in the shadows...stood a Blood Lyn. Colt had found the bandits.


OOS: Sorry. It's short. I'm off to work. I'll finish later. Don't post.

[Chip]

IS:

Qwiss and Ether ran up the stairs, positioning themselves on the wall. The night was as black as the the Pits. Nothing to worry about tonight...

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Rebeard looked at Colt for a moment or so before recognizing him. Then, the long-bearded scoundrel got out of his offensive position.

"What the hell?" Rebeard asked. "What are YOU doing here? You should still be on the mountains."

Colt shook his head, snickering. "No," the Blood Lyn said. "A young couple saved the Shadow Foot and I from freezing to death. They just happened to live at this same fort."

Rebeard immediately thought about Trin and Quen. Could they be the ones who brought these villians closer to him?

Jacob looked Colt over, before stating," Don't look like much of a Lyn."

Colt glared at Jacob, who it seemed to have no effect on. Then, slowly, Jacob rose, and pulled back his cloak to reveal the crest that was upon his chestplate. Colt's eyes grew wide.

"A Blood Raid?!" the Blood Lyn soldier gasped. "How is that possible?"

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Alirick had the perfect shot. Hidden inside the Inn, he had chosen the window directly across from the mansion's master bedroom balcony. The balcony doors stood open, and three figures stood inside the bedroom. The candles illuminated the room enough for Alirick to see that a Blood Lyn stood across from the other two. Which one of this pair was dear old Jacob? Aiming, Alirick found his mark.

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Tarick climbed up upon the wall next to Ether and Qwiss. The two were looking out into the valleys and up on the hills that were placed around Fort Majiro. As Tarick approached, Ether smiled.

"Hello there, laddie," he said. "What brings you here?"

Tarick shrugged, before replying, "Father said to come up here and help you guys watch."

Ether smiled.

"Aye," he said, "we can always use another pair of eyes."

Tarick grinned his childish grin. At the age of only ten years old, he felt as if the men were accepting him as one of their own.

Suddenly, Qwiss caught glimpse of something bright heading slowly towards the fort. Concentrating hard, he finally realized that there were other lights about it as well. Only one army was brave enough to hold lit torches during a charge:...Uratha.

"The Uratha is Come!" Qwiss bellowed. "The Uratha is Come!"

Quickly, Tarick ran for the church, preparing to ring the tower's bell in warning.

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Colt seemed to have become paralyzed by this discovery of Jacob being a Blood Raid. What is he going to do now? Jacob wondered. But then suddenly, the church bell let out a large DONG!

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DONG!

Alirick looked up suddenly to see where the noise had come from. But as he did so, he accidently pulled the trigger. The arrow hit the wall beside the three figures, and Alirick cursed several times before standing up.

"The Uratha is Come!" he heard. He watched the three figures run out of the room. His presence had been discovered. Alirick grunted, and then quickly walked out of the Inn and towards the courtyard, hoping to get there before the Uratha attacked. Why hadn't Render told him of this? The fool would pay soon enough.

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Jacob looked at the arrow that had flew from nowhere. Looking across to the Inn, he could see the same assassin that had followed him before, cross bow in hand. Render had sent him, Jacob was sure of it. But he could not worry about that right now. Uratha troops were charging at the fort. Grabbing the dumbfounded Colt and confused Rebeard, Jacob ran out towards the front of the fort to find out what was to happen next.


OOS: Okay. The battle is underway. Again (yes, again) Don't Post! I am not finished with my battle entries. Once I am, I will tell you that it's okay to start making entries again. Please, post any OOS comments you may have about a direction the battle could take. Just...please don't make an IS entry. Thanks.

[Chip]

OOS: Sorry, I was gone for a while.
IS:
Zent looked at Ether and Qwiss as a circle gathered around the two in the gathering square.

"What is going on?" Lord Zent asked, frustrated with the two caravan guards. "Why do you dare ring the church bell at this hour of the night?"

"M..my lord," Ether said. "W..we have spotted n..numerous torches heading towards the Fort. And.. we have a reasonable guess that it is..the..Uratha..sire.."

"What?!" Zent gasped, running up the ramparts to the floor of the wall.

Indeed, a large amount of torches were speedily making their way towards Fort Majiro.

"Prepare your weapons!!" Zent shouted. "Archers, mount the walls! Men, assemble near the front gate and courtyard!! We are under attack!!"

Panic ensued. The men raced around, putting on their armor and drawing their swords. The women ran for the safe-house, which could be triple-bolted from the inside, making it hard for the door to break down and let an enemy in. Frash, along with the other Fort archers, ran onto the wall top. Alirick, not knowing what to do, joined the other archers at their posts. Jacob could wait.

And speaking of Jacob, at this moment, Jacob, Rebeard and Colt were stationed behind the front gate. Colt, who was in civilian clothing, was a bit tempted to jab his blade into Rebeard at this second, but thought otherwise.

Along with Rebeard and friends came Ether, Yupher, Qwiss, Orie, Rodin and Tarick. Though small, Tarick was handling a rather heavy sword, and doing quite a good job at it too. Selfur and Zent were at the front of the troops, armed and ready. Markus pushed past Trin and Quen, and came up beside the two men.

"Half of these soldiers have never fought in their life," Markus commented.

"Oh," Zent contradicted, "but each of them will be willing to give up their life for their fellow man ten times over."

Markus grunted. That's when the archers began letting loss. The enemy must be close. Outside the walls, the foot soldiers could hear the men's shouts and screams as the arrows hit them and their companions. There was a THUMP at the gate.

Rebeard looked at Jacob, and Jacob grinned, holding Lakis into plain view.

THUMP.

Trin and Quen hugged one another, realizing that this may be the end.

THUMP.

Tecker ran from the Mender clinic to the troops, sword drawn.

THE GATE FELL.

Seviz and his men ran into Fort as if it were a kitchen on Thanksgiving. They were after something. They were after blood. A section of Fort Archers turned their backs to the outside in order to fire at those who had already made it into the Fort. Alirick was one of those archers. They fired volley after volley, everytime they hit a mark.

By now, the foot soldiers were swamped with attacks. Qwiss caught a glimpse of Seviz before his head was cut off. His body hit the ground slowly. Tarick, tripping on the body, began to go a little dizzy. Stumbling around, he finally made his way into the Inn, where he passed out.

Rodin, though fighting hard, could not get his eyes from drifting to Jacob and that "sword". He would have that sword. He was sure of it.

By now, Zent and Markus had killed fifteen men each. Selfur had fallen back to the mansion, but the other two men had held their ground.

Trin and Quen, meanwhile, were busy double-teaming every Urathian soldier that crossed their path. Not one soldier got away from them who didn't run at an incredible rate.

Rebeard, Jacob, and Colt could see that the Fort Men were holding out nicely. And just as Jacob nodded in satisfaction with Rebeard, the back gate fell.


OOS: Okay. Just two more, and then I SWEAR you can post.

[Telephalsion]

OOS: Chip were the hell are you?

[Greatchickenman]

Remember this?


Just thought I'd bring back an old bit of nostalgia. I figured it'd be great to remember now that everyone is making all these fan fics.

[ReverentSharp]

Actually, I was planning on getting to work on this very soon. So, prepare to join in once I am done writing the whole battle scene.

[OverlordBill]

One, this sucks. Two, no one cares.

[ReverentSharp]

One, this sucks. Two, no one cares.

Stop trying to start problems, Bill. This doesn't even concern you.

[OverlordBill]

Going for moral high handedness I see. Too bad I don't care about morals. All topics in the forum concern me. Are you a mod of any sort? I think not. Are you part of the opinion police? I think not.