I'm going to try an experiment. Enjoy my little guinea pigs, enjoy.
This story takes place five years after the King Arthur movie, no changes to plot.
I do not own King Arthur and do not make any money from this story.
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Five years changes a lot of things. A man can become a king. Slaves can become free. The oppressed can become the oppressors. Five years of peace can turn hard men soft, rust blades, make walls crumble. Five years changes a lot of things.
In the struggles of past, friends had been lost, battles won, and freedom gained. But the past is the past, and though it is never forgotten, eventually it's meaning and memory is rubbed away by the winds of time. This was so for four men. Four knights. The last of a proud legacy. They knew the past and remembered it fondly. But none of them had any inkling as to the perils certain past events assured in the future.
One man did. He saw. He knew. To him the future came unbidden, a dream of a looming tide. A tide of fear and pain and death for all Britain. The only hope of halting the tide was a shadow.
This world's shadow was five years cold, buried in the cemetery of his brothers.
But as men do, he thought around this problem. He would not let his homeland perish while he still drew breath! Watching the path between life and the beyond, the one place where the souls of all worlds must pass, he waited. Perhaps one would come in time. A shadow he could draw back into existence before the soul was torn beyond his reach. He did not hold much hope.
Yet against all odds . . . a shadow came.
But not even he, he who could see what was to come, he who, with preparation, could draw the souls of the dead to him, could have foreseen the troubles his actions would cause. The very world would warp, as a power unknown twisted all that the rules of logic and magic decreed.
It is said that fallen knights return as great horses. And the rules of Fate decree that it is as great horses they must stay.
The problem was, the rules of Fate were not spared.
A Mystic's Vision. Otherworldly Powers. A Shadowed Soul. A Dangerous Tide.
They will not be forgotten. But it is not only in the tales that they will live on.
Shadow Knight
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If you just read this, I was just very mean to you. I'm writing a crossover and this is a prologue for said crossover. The actual story is posted in the Crossover section, under the title Shadow Knight. So if you liked what you saw here, why not stop by? There weren't a lot of hits on the crossover, (NONE) so I thought that maybe if I got the word out here, people would go there to read the real thing. Yes, I just tricked you. Don't worry; I have done something similar to the other fandom. You weren't the only ones I tricked.
Please don't hurt me.