Disclaimer: I don't own Fable.
Authors Note: So, this is my first fan fic for a game, so bare with me please.
Restrictor
Chapter 1.
Zera pulled her silver axe out from the torso of a bloody bandit. Her long black hair stained with blood at the tips. No matter how much she tried to wash it out, the tips of her hair always stayed the color of fresh blood. The traders were now entering the trader's camp and she was thinking of paying a visit to The Chapel of Skorm. She had already sacrificed two people there and now needed only a third to get Skorm's Bow; luckily she had run into a lost villager near the beginning of Darkwood and had invited her to come along. She had just become a qualified hero, but was already feared by several people in Bowerstone. The quest almost every hero has to do, sometime after graduation, is escort some traders through Darkwood but Zera really would rather just quit the quest and go get something more interesting, like the Bowerstone massacre one she saw earlier. Someone had put in a request for a hero to go and kill several people in Bowerstone, whom of which had wronged the man in one way or another. Zera remembered the rage in Lady Grey's eyes when she found out and came storming into the guild demanding the quest be ignored and the man, who signed anonymous, be found. Of course, the new guild master, Frederick, told her that he could not give any information away unless given permission and he could not remove any quests that come to pass through here. Zera had been standing in the door of the new guild shop, and had heard everything. Pretty much anything to piss Lady Grey off would make her happy.
"Reaper, come quick, BANDITS!" Zera was snapped from her thoughts and turned in time to see a large group of bandits running at her with swords drawn.
"Damn it!" She yelled and quickly pulled out her axe and slashed the first of the bandits to get near, slicing him almost completely in half. Blood poured from his body as Zera kicked it out of the way and headed for the next one. It seemed she had killed twenty and still more were surrounding her.
A sudden ripple of immense feeling pulsed through her veins, taking only seconds to use magic it felt like several minutes. She could feel the power flowing through her whole form and bursting from her, knocking all near her to her feet. Force push, she had yet to use that before this and she smiled with great malicious content as she realized that focusing all her experiences into magic was not going to let her down, and now that she had used it once, it wont seem to take so long.
Zera lifted her hand towards the first bandit to rise and a feeling of liquid fire coursed through her fingers and reached out towards the bandit in red flames, wrapping him in sweet suffering while slowly sucking the life from him and healing her wounds.
When he fell to the ground quivering, Zera brought her axe down upon his head and with one swift movement, sliced clean through his neck. Then she cut another's arm off and finished him with lightning. She could see the boss of the bandit crew in the corner of her eye, he was surveying how his own were getting slaughtered and watching Zera's every movement. A sudden urge took her over and she charged at him, axe high in the air, killing every bandit in her way until she got to their boss. He had seen her coming and had drawn his blade, and he had also summoned a stronger companion to his side. They had been guarding the traders but, for some reason, hadn't killed them yet. Zera merely laughed and sent her body through time, stopping right behind the boss with a dagger pressed to his chubby neck.
"Tell your men to back off." She whispered into his red ears, hidden behind bushy brown hair.
With a sigh, he did as told. "Men, we must depart. Our young friend is insulted by our coming." At that several bandits laughed, making Zera mad and so she pressed the dagger closer, drawing a little blood.
"Maybe you have received mercy from others, but not from I." She said at the exact moment that she sliced through his bare neck. The other bandits were running now, seeing that their boss was dead. Zera was completely exhausted and fainted as she saw the traders come up to her, a look of pure terror upon their faces. She awoke sometime later, laying on a bed of soft grass and leaves, the smell of fresh baked apples and honey in the air. As she made to sit up, a sharp pain shot through her back, opening a deep wound that had been bound shut. She could feel the blood trickling down her back as she turned to lay on her stomach as a woman she had not seen before mixed herbs together over a fire and told another younger girl what to do to stop the bleeding. Zera felt pressure against her back and cried out in agony as a hot rag was pressed against the wound. After that, all went black.
When she woke later, she was careful not to sit up or move too much. She slowly lifted her head and looked around. She was at the trader's camp, but the woman she had seen earlier was nowhere. One of the traders she was escorting came up to her and told her it was ok to sit up, slowly, he also gave her a letter.
Dear Zera,
You have no idea who I am, but I have some information that is important you here. There is a new sword, one called Restrictor that was created by Jack of Blades before he was destroyed. There is a great evil warrior after the sword and, in the wrong hands; this sword could bring mass destruction to the world. It has powers too great for this world, and MUST be destroyed. I realize that you are not yet ready for a task this great, but you are the only one who can properly destroy Restrictor. I don't yet know the whereabouts of the sword or the evil warrior, but as soon as I get more information I will contact you. We WILL meet again.
Till Next time,
Sarah
Zera sat up, but continued to stare at the letter for a long time. When she looked up, the traders and the villager were watching her quietly. She threw the letter in the fire and stood up, watching the flames consume the letter.
"Let's go." She said and started to walk towards the ancient cullis gate. The traders followed close behind her. Zera pulled her axe out and prepared herself for the bandits she knew where there. When they got to the cullis gate, everything was quiet. No bandits could be seen or heard and she didn't like it. Her footsteps echoed on the stairs as they made their way down, still no sign of bandits.
When they had gone through and where getting close to Barrow Fields, Zera heard something ahead and told the traders and villager to stop and hide. She walked slowly forward and saw what had made the noises. Near the entrance of Barrow fields, there was a pack of balverines. At least eight, and they were all feasting upon bandits. So that's why we didn't run into any bandits. The largest balverine looked over at Zera and looked as if it had smiled. Then it howled and all the balverines looked up from their meals and saw her. They gathered behind the largest and got ready to spring. The largest one lunged at her, knocking some of the closer balverines over, and stopped right in front of her. He jumped into the trees and the others came after her, all with evil grins. She suddenly felt a great pain in the back of her head and the next thing she knew she was on the ground, something great and heavy on her back. Her hand was inches from her axe and she tried with all her might to grab it without being noticed. When her fingertips where centimeters away from the hilt, she was kicked in side with a giant paw. She looked into the eyes of the balverine leader and tried to stand. Her head swam with pain and a dizzy feeling took hold of her. She leaned over and pretended to be in great pain, while really she was letting her head clear. Once it was, she leapt forward, grabbing her axe; she quickly killed one of the smaller balverines, cutting him deep in the back. Then another came at her and she slashed at it with her axe, only to miss and swing again, cutting him hard in the chest. The balverine let out a cry and grabbed her arm with his paw and squeezed, his claws digging deep into her skin. She pulled her arm away and brought her axe to his left leg, severing it and then cutting him in the stomach. He fell over dead and another came after her. It seemed as if they were playing a game with her, they were coming one after another until only three were left, the leader and the two only slightly smaller than he. The leader stepped forward, leaving the other two to follow. Zera did not move an inch.
When she and the leader where staring each other in the face, not even her fingers twitched. She would have liked nothing more than to kill him right then, but knew the other two would be a lot harder than the ones she had already killed. Then he opened his mouth and let out a howl that would chill bone, his breath smelled of dried blood and raw meat. Him and his companions jumped into the trees. Zera looked for them, but somehow she knew they were gone.
"Okay, you can come out now." She called. When she did not hear a sound, she turned to see that the traders where staring at the body of the dead villager. Somehow she had been killed when Zera had been fighting.
"Let's go before they return. Now!" At that the traders came to and looked over at her. When they realized what she was saying, they ran close to her and together they entered Barrow Fields.
Authors note: So that is the first chapter. Tell me what you think!
