Author's Note: Hey FanFic readers!
The story you are about to read is my first. Don't go trolling on me!
Read and Review please! Enjoy!
Btw, I don't own Maplestory and legal crap...
Second Author's Note: Revised! BOOM!
"You need to leave! NOW!"
Cradling a baby boy in her arms, the mother ran. The man stayed behind as the final wave of Wyverns invaded his village. He didn't care if he died. He just wanted his death to not be in vain. He just wanted her to be safe. Swinging his Golden Dragon with a golden aura surrounding the blade, he swung, pushing back a line of Wyverns. However, they still would not back down. They fought a bitter fight. Eventually, his body was drained of energy. He knew he was going to fall, and the Wyverns seemed to know it too. As the monsters overwhelmed him, he clenched his fist and uttered his final spell.
"Dragon Roar."
The aura swirled into the air and suddenly crackled with energy. The Wyverns stopped and roared at the disturbance. It crackled some more. Then, it burst.
The outburst of energy sound waves spread through the fields, killing most of the Wyverns from the inside, bleeding from their eyes and ears. He staggered forward, leaning on his polearm for support. He looked up to find a black figure holding a sword to his head.
"Nice fighting. However, your resistance will not impede with my mission. Do you want to know what I'll do with your wife, you Aegis scum?"
The man spat blood at his shoe.
"Go to hell."
The black figure scowled and kicked him in the face. He landed backwards and held his jaw. The cold blade of the sword touched his chest.
"These Lionheart Boots weren't easy to find, you piece of crap. You know what? I'll tell you what I'll do to her. I'll bring your dead body in her face when she dies. I'll slit her throat and you both can die together. Sound nice?"
The man yelled and charged at the dark figure, the scraping of metal against metal rang throughout the mountain.
"Dragon Blood! Dragon Buster!" the Dragon Knight yelled.
"Combo Attack! Brandish!" the Crusader bellowed.
The Crusader rushed to his opponent and slashed two times, with his sword covered with dark mana. The Dragon Knight parried the two blows and attempted to stab the Crusader, thrusting his spear three times. All three times fatally missed and the Crusader, finding the moment a giant opportunity, slashed the Knight.
The Dragon Knight knelt down on his polearm, clutching his chest, holding a locket to his chest.
"I love you, Isabella." he whispered.
The figure raised his sword.
The dark Crusader grinned in the moonlight.
"Goodbye, Phoenix."
The Crusader brought it down upon his head.
She ran with all her strength, trying to keep the baby hushed. It insisted on crying until he was fed. Giving him a piece of bread, the woman hid in a cave of the mountain.
She slid on the side of the rock and sat there. She let the tears run down her eyes and soak up on her shirt. Suddenly, she heard harsh breathing, panting outside of the cave opening. She stood up, firmly took hold of her Dragon Tail and took off running into the snow of El Nath.
"Haste!"
The dragons immediately noticed and flew after her, breathing fireballs and melting the cold winter ice. The woman's bare foot hurt in the bitter snow and she could hardly feel the ground. A stray pebble led to her downfall.
She tripped.
She fell on her back, with the baby clutched in her arms, the dagger pierced in her heart, killing her instantly. And that's how she died.
But a different story awaited the young boy.
For you could not hear the quiet sobs of the baby in the deep snows of El Nath.
