A/N: This is my very first fanfiction. I have experience in writing, but I have never posted on this website before, so I hope you all enjoy the story!

Disclaimer: Dark Souls and all of its contents are the property of From Software. The only things I claim ownership to are the people/places/items that I create myself.

Prologue, Part 1

I sat against the stone wall of my cell as I did every day, staring at my feet. My thoughts would consist of either nothing or how long it would be before I went hollow. I slowly felt my humanity slipping away, and I knew that it was only a matter of time before it slipped through my fingers and I would become just another monster who would one day be slain to make more room for others who are stricken with the undead curse.

My endless staring was interrupted, however, when I heard the noise of clanking armor. I gave a cold smile to myself, wondering if it was already time for me to be put down; maybe it would be better that way anyways.

But I was wrong. The clanking stopped when it got to the point where it was right above my cell. A noise that sounded of screeching metal rang out. I slowly looked up and saw a man wearing knight armor looking down at me. He threw the dead body of a hollow down into my cell. I looked at the body for a moment before I looked back up, just to see that he was gone.

Why in the name of Lord Gwyn would he throw a dead body into my cell? I thought in confusion. It was then that I noticed a small object lying next to the body. I got up and walked over to the object, picked it up, and examined it. The object turned out to be a slightly rusty key. I looked over to my cell door.

It couldn't be.

I walked to the cell door and inserted the key into it. I turned the key and heard a small click; the sudden realization that I was free washed over me. I slowly pushed the door open and took a few steps outside of my cell. I never thought I would do that. Smiling slightly to myself, I walked further down the hall. It wasn't long before I came across another pink hollow. It turned to me and I looked straight into its dead, lifeless eyes. It began to walk towards me. I smashed down the visor of my Elite Knight helmet and readied myself for combat.

The hollow made a sloppy swing towards me with the broken sword it wielded which I easily sidestepped. I grabbed its arm with one hand and used the other to pry the sword out of the creature's hand. I quickly slashed it across the throat, which caused the creature to give a small gurgle and fall to the ground, dead. I saw a white mist come from the creature and vanish into my body. Strangely, the mist gave a warm feeling that spread throughout my entire body, a feeling that made me feel almost human again. The feeling, however, disappeared as quickly as it came.

I moved further through the halls of the asylum, meeting only a few more hollows, all of which ignored me. I eventually found a ladder, which I climbed. When I reached the top of the ladder, I suddenly got a strange pulling feeling, and as I continued forward, the feeling intensified. It wasn't long before I arrived in a small court yard. I cautiously continued forward, listening for even the slightest sound that could indicate an attack. It took me a few seconds before I noticed a small pile of what appeared to be ashes with a sword sticking out of it. I curiously approached the strange object, the pulling feeling now being so intense that I knew this pile of ash and blade must have something to do with it. A thought then suddenly hit me; I should try to set this formation ablaze. I didn't know why the thought came to me, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to try. I then, almost instinctively, raised my hand above the heap, and it suddenly lit on fire.

Why would there be a fire in the middle of an asylum? That is quite odd, I thought to myself in confusion. The fire, however, made me feel replenished, all of my strength returning to me. I didn't quite feel human, but I sure felt better than I had in a long time. With my will and strength now renewed, I decided to continue forward. There was a set of double doors which was slightly taller than me which I proceeded to push open. The doors revealed another decently large room, with pillars on either side of me and a stone floor. I looked up to see that there was no roof. I moved forward into the room, but before I could even get to the center, a towering, fat, green demon with a very large hammer suddenly landed mere yards away from me. This shocked me so much that I lost my footing and fell backwards onto my back. The demon recovered from its fall and spotted me almost instantly. It reared back and let out a very threatening roar.

The roar snapped me out of my stupor and caused me to scramble quickly to my feet. Realizing that I had nothing but a broken sword and a set of armor to protect me, I frantically searched for an escape route. I found a small open archway against the left wall. The demon took slow, lumbering steps towards me as I sprinted for the archway. I glanced at the monster to see that it was lifting its hammer in the air, getting ready for a strike. It swung its hammer vertically downwards, and I timed my dodge for when the hammer was halfway down. The dodge worked, and as the demon was lifting it again, I dashed through the small archway. I heard a something metal hit the ground behind me, and I looked back to see that there was now in fact a gate blocking off the archway.

I moved further into the asylum, meeting the occasional hollow. I found a shield along the way, much to my delight as I could now defend myself more properly. I also found another fire, or bonfire as I began to call it, along the way, which once again replenished my strength. I eventually reached a small staircase. I took a few steps up the stairs, but that was when I heard a rumbling noise. I looked to the top of the staircase just to see a boulder beginning to roll down the stairs. My eyes widened as I jumped out of the way of the boulder. I landed more painfully than anticipated, as there was a staircase going downwards right next to the one I was climbing. I rolled to the bottom of the staircase, giving grunts of pain along the way. I slowly got up, brushing myself off in the process. I then noticed a door to my left. I looked through its bars to see that it just led out to the original courtyard where I found the first bonfire. I grunted and decided to head back up the staircase that I just moments ago rolled down.

When I reached the top of the stairs, I noticed that a hole was made in the wall by the boulder. I decided I would try to head into the hole and see if there was anything worthwhile in there. When I went through the hole, it was quickly revealed that it led to another cell. After looking around the cell for only a few seconds, I noticed another knight lying down on a pile of rocks. He looked weak, and near death, although no blood was visible. I slowly walked up to the man. He wore the exact same armor as the person who gave me my freedom, but I decided not to question it, as he began to speak.

"It appears that my journey has come to an end. I have failed in my mission, friend, but I still see a light on the horizon. Since you and I are both undead, will you hear me out?"

I just nodded in response to his question.

"Thank you. My time is coming to an end, as I have told you, so I can no longer continue my mission. I was to journey to the Land of Ancient Lords and rekindle the Flame. Perhaps you can keep the torch lit?"

This was a very serious question to just ask someone so suddenly. However, after some contemplation, I realized something; I didn't know my purpose. I never did throughout my entire life. Anyways, what alternatives did I have? I sure as hell wasn't going to stay at the asylum, and if I left the asylum, I had nowhere to go. Maybe, just maybe, I had finally discovered my true purpose. Not finding any words to respond, I simply nodded to the man. He heavily exhaled and stopped looking at me, leaning his head back against the pile of rubble.

"Thank you, friend, I can now hollow in peace. Before you leave, I would like to give you some items to help you along on your journey. This," he said, handing me a green flask, "is an Estus Flask. In times when you are injured or worn out, drink from this flask and you will instantly feel better. Every time you rest at a bonfire, the liquid inside will refill." He handed me the flask. I looked inside of it to see a gold, slightly watery looking liquid. I stored the flask inside of my small traveling bag and looked back at the fallen warrior.

"I now have another item to give to you. This item has always helped me through my endeavors, and it will surely help you on your quest." He handed me a sword with a gold hilt that had a blue gem in the center of it. "May it serve you as well as it has served me."

"I have one more item to give you. It will simply help you to get through the door at the top of the stairs, which is in fact locked." The knight handed me a rusty key that looked quite similar to the one that I used to unlock my cell door. I nodded towards the man in thanks, hoping that he understood what I meant. I had not used my voice in so long that I just wasn't comfortable using it at the moment.

The knight nodded back. "Now, go. I wouldn't want to hurt you after I die."

I turned and began to walk back towards the hole in the wall. Before I left, I turned to him one last time.

"I wish you a safe journey in the afterlife."

That was the last time that I ever saw the dying knight.

A/N: Feel free to review! I accept criticism, any way to improve my writing I'll accept, the only thing that I ask is that you're respectful with your reviews. I'm not expecting all of my reviews to be positive and sugar-coated, but please don't be jerks about it, that is all I request.

The entire Undead Asylum intro was supposed to be one chapter, but since this already seemed long enough, I figured I would just make the prologue into two parts. I personally felt as if I was a bit too detailed, but I want to know what all of you think too, so once again, feel free to review (and follow too if you wish.)

This will very closely follow the events of Dark Souls, except the Chosen Undead will actually speak and I will change a few events slightly. All of the character dialogue will also not be spot on, as you may have noticed with the Chosen's conversation between him and Oscar. If this story gets enough positive feedback, I already have a sequel planned. The sequel will, however, be the last one in the series.

Thank you all for reading; I will be sure to get the second part up as soon as I can. The second part will be a bit shorter than the first, but it will still be of decent length, so be sure to check it out!