Wilderness Chaos, a runescape fanfic

Brandon Hunt

Wilderness Chaos

Sweat poured down my body like waterfalls as I zipped over the black, rocky, terrain. A bounty hunting team was relentlessly pursuing me. I darted through a thick, dark forest in a frenzied, zigzagged pattern, trying to slow them down. I was rapidly approaching the edge of the wilderness, where it is safe. My heart was beating faster than ever. I knew that I could not be caught, or else my life as a mage would be over. I ran as hastily as I could, but the distance between the bounty hunters and me was closing. I decided that running was futile. I stopped, and turned around. I raised my hands in the air and felt a warm sensation in my hands. I smelled smoke, and a foul odor of burning skin. Flames appeared in the center of my hands, and quickly spread across to my fingertips, into a bright orange fireball. It gradually grew more and more concentrated. My hands had gone numb. I closed my eyes, and channeled every ounce of my supernatural energies to my hands, until a bolt of fire exploded from their palms. The fireball flew several yards, and hit my opponents. The bounty hunter's armor could not stand up to the flame.

I saw a frightening look of intense pain on my rival's faces. The looks of sadness, fear, and horror on their faces made a brief feeling of remorse flash through my mind. I quickly dismissed the thought, and cursed myself for almost having mercy on one of my most hated enemies. The unspoken, but very well known law of the land here was that if you were in the wilderness, you were fair prey for warriors and bounty hunters alike. No audible sounds were coming from them. They gasped, and began collapsing to the ground. One by one, they fell in defeat. Mixed feelings of relief, anger, and pity washed over me. I blew these feelings off and said "Just another victory to add to my record." I tried to act happy, but underneath my smile, I felt sorry for them.

My throbbing heart slowed down. I took one or two deep breaths, and walked slowly back to the peaceful villages, where chaos is shunned, and solace and peace reigns. A chorus of victory was playing in my heart when my thoughts were disrupted by a sound so evil, yet so familiar. I waited and waited for the horrible words I did not want to hear. My body was tense. I was mortified with fear. My entire body cringed as I heard the daunting, wicked words, "Turn off that videogame, it's time for dinner!"