Fear of the Sign

A/N: The story will loosely follow the story to Dark Souls I. All credit of the game and characters used belong to From Software and Namco Bandi Games.

Chapter One: The Undead Asylum

I curl up in the corner of my cell trying to block out the screams and cries of the other prisoners in this abyss-forsaken place. My chest still aches from where the arrow preiced my armour and embedded itself in my heart. The last thing I was supposed to see was the arrow in my chest as I slowly slipped away. However, fate is a cold, heartless bitch that refused to let me die. It turned me into the very thing I feared I would become an undead. When people saw that i become an undead they quickly took me to the Asylum. Once I arrive, I was quickly thrown into a cell on the lowest level of the Asylum with only a small hole on the roof to provide sunlight.

I bring hands to run them through my long purple hair that is braided into a long ponytail. I close my eyes as I cry knowing that soon I will become one of the hollowed, another undead that wasted away locked inside the Asylum. A thud startles me as a dead hollowed is dropped into my cell from the small hole. I quickly look up to a knight backing away from the hole. My heart fills with fear at first, but I soon see a old rusty key in the hollowed hand. I feel the filling of hope spread through me as I quickly scramble over to the hollowed grabbing the key and testing it on my door. To my joy, my cell door swings open. I quickly grab the broken sword hilt that was in my cell as I leave.

As I fleeing from the lowest level I hear a faint voice cry out "Please don't leave me here." I whip around to see a young male sorcerer with short red hair and emarld green eyes tripped in the cell next to the stairs. I can tell he hasn't gone hollowed, but my brain was telling me to leave him. He looks at me and whispers "Please let me out, I don't want to become one of them." My theiving mind was yelling at me to leave him, but I morally could not let someone waste away so I slowly tested my key to find that opened his cell. He smile lightly and whispers "Thank you, I have been trapped in here for so long. I watched you get thrown into your cell." He steps outside his cell and says quietly "Let's go."

I just merely nod to him, and we both quickly ascend the stairs to find a odd sight. A old rusty metal sword sticking out of what looked like a metal fire pit. The socerer stands away from it, but I'm drawn to it and I place my hand on the sword only for flames to explode into life. I gasp in slight pleasure at the warmth of the flames. I sit down next to the flames and I feel better. The socerer sits down across from me. We just sit there for a few second before he says "My name is Garric Wolfesman. Who are you?"

I look at him before answering quietly "Morgana Viviane."

He raises an eyebrow and stands "Come on up we need to get out of here and quickly."

I nod and stand as we enter the large black door leading to what looked liked an entrance hall. We start to move to the exit only to be blocked by a incredibly large creature with small bat-like wings that look like they could not lift him up, a short bonely tail, and a hammer-like club that was almost as tall as the creature. The creature roars and slams the club down. Garric and I quickly dodge and Garric seeing a open gate sprints to it. The creature watching tries to unsuccessfully crush him with the hammer as he forward rolls into the open gate dodging the club by a mere centimeters. The creature roars in anger as he turns to me. I'm frozen in fear as the creature slams the club down on top of me. Pain explodes through my body and crushed into the floor by the club. I slowly try to stand only to the club swing sideways cracking my skull sending me flying into the wall. I slowly close my eyes as I feel death once again take me.

About a minute or two later, I awake back the bonfire confused. I look and feel fine. I don't see Garric with me. Fear grips my heart at the thought of being left alone here. Then I hear what sounds like a door opening as Garric appears from the corner looking confused.

"H..h..how? I show you die. Your body then turned into this fine dust and yet here you are like nothing happened." My heart drops to my stomach as the idea sinks in. I dead again and yet here I am once again alive.

He shakes his head "Nevermind here I found this small target shield and this large knife. You may need them." I take them as the blade feels right in my hand. I place on my back knowing it won't help at all. He them shoves a dark green flask filled with this glowing liquid inside.

He says "Your new best friend, its called an Estus Flask. When ever are injuried just drink from it and it will heal you up." I nod as I place the flask on my belt before he goes back to the corner through the now open gate door. We come across some hostile hollows and we quickly dispatch them with no real problem. I'm drawn to the large white smokey wall and Garric walks over to it as well."You just walk through it, I promise it won't hurt."

I shallow my fear as I slowly step through the wall only be on a small ledge just above the same large creature from before. Garric steps through after me and frowns."Looks like we have to fight."

I sigh before nod to him. I jump down stabbing the creature in the head. I grin as I hear the creature roar in pain, but my excitement is short lived as once it recovers it swings it's club at me. I quickly dodge it allowing Garric to drop down onto the creature. I quickly run behind it to slash at it legs. The creature roars in more pain as I slash at it legs while Garric fire a spell at it over and over again. The creature collaspes to the ground in pain. I take this chance and I jump onto the creature head stabbing it over and over again. With one last roar in pain it explodes in a shower of light and dust. Garric and I stand there catching our breath, Garric sighs and as he picks up the key and walks to the exit opening it.

As we leave a large crow swoops down from no where snatching up and flying away from the Asylum to the land of ancient lords, Lordran.

A/N: Don't be afriad to review this story and inform me about any errors that might be there. Do not expect Chapter Two be up in a week. I will update this story every so often when I have an idea what path to take.