The Castle Crashers Chronicles

Chapterly ramblings and disclaimer:

You know I was thinking, Instead of everyone writing their own disclaimers we should just post a huge sign on the front page saying "NO ONE HERE OWNS ANYTHING SO PLEASE JUST LEAVE US ALONE" or something of the like.

Warning may contain violence and mild language later in the series. You are free to read chapter 1 though if that bothers you.

Anyway I don't own anyone in this story (I give the knights characters though, I don't know if that counts), Castle Crashers was made by The Behemoth. So anyway please don't sue me.

Update: I corrected some really bad run on sentences as well as a few spelling errors.

I still need someone to help me find that rating boundary before I continue writing as the game is heavily rooted in violence. I would like to keep it Teen but I feel it would ruin the story, while moving it to Mature might take away what few views I might get. If I don't get any responses I will continue updating for a while but anything involving violence will be more vague than necessary I imagine.

Chapter 1

The Beginning

He sat there in the corner watching as the others danced to the band that was playing. Music wasn't really his thing, but when the king requests your presence at a party you don't refuse him.

He wondered how he could have gotten stuck with the people of this kingdom, of all the places he could have been assigned to he had to be stuck in this dump. All they did was party day and night. Nothing interesting ever happened in their existence, Just having to tend to the crops or guard the castle during the day. And then they party or guard the castle at night.

It was maddening really. He, Reisterenai the Burning One (as he liked to call himself), was part of an elite organization called Castle Crashers (hey he didn't come up with the name they did). It was created to protect powerful artifacts from the clutches of evil, and here he was stuck here in some backwater kingdom protecting a stupid crystal that glowed. As far as he could tell had lost its power long ago. If it weren't for that glow he would have given it up as a mistake by the Master long ago.

At least the king was good at heart and not particularly inclined to use the crystal for the wrong things. It made his job fairly easy. He had heard from one his friends of how hard it was to keep an artifact out of the hands of someone evil when they rightfully owned it.

He smiled when he thought of his friend in blue, Tearl. He was one of his best friends within the organization and was a valued ally. They were more like brothers really. Tearl and he had gone up through the ranks together along with two others all studying different elemental magic's along with their usual combat training. Tearl had once teased him for having chosen fire when he always stayed cool as ice even in an emergency situation.

"What did you think Reist? That the fire would thaw out your heart or something?" Tearl had said.

"Not when you're around it wouldn't" He had replied.

Tearl had chosen ice as his element early on in training. He was also the most warmhearted person around, especially within the organization. Their ironic choices of magic were a source of constant jokes around the two.

Then there were the other two others. They were a little more distant from him but friends none the less. Their names were Sutir and Ord.

Sutir had chosen lightning as his element because of its "untapped possibilities". Actually it was "electricity" as Sutir constantly corrected him. Sutir always was a little eccentric, unpredictable and, well, hyperactive. In other words he was the perfect embodiment of "electricity". He also had weird fascinations with the oddest things. Like for one whole year he would call everything "epic". They had yet to guess what "epic" meant because he had used it no so much as an adjective but rather as a comma or even a space between words.

Ord on the other hand was a very quiet brooding type and if Reist was thought to be quiet than Ord was doubly so. He had picked poison as his element, and to this day it astounded Reist that poison even counted as one. It appears, however, that magic does not appeal to logic and simply lets the dice lie where it may. Ord quickly became the top assassin in the organization not only in the training simulations but also shortly after they were allowed on missions. It was partially because of his magical calling but also due to his tendency for subtlety and stealth over force. Ord was the type of man that shrouded himself in mystery. Even his closest friends didn't even know his family name nor if he even had one.

The four of them graduated the same day and though they saw less of each other they tried to keep in touch. They would share stories (with the exception of Ord) of their travels when they returned to the Fortress. Occasionally they would be paired together either for the need of their unique abilities or simply due to coincidence. Either way the job made it hard.

Suddenly he was pulled out of his thoughts by a commotion outside. It was quite loud and he wondered how he had not heard it before but he realized that the band had just finished their song and had been previously been drowning out the noise.

Then a guard fell through the door and tumbled down the stairs. He had hit by several arrows and had cuts in several places.He was quite probably dead.

Reist was glad he had his helmet on. He would have looked really bad with such a large smile on his face after what had just happened.

It looked like he would get some excitement after all.

Thank you for reading. Please review as this is my first fic here. I wouldn't normally care as I find it fun to simply write but I kind of want to know where I stand at the moment.

Also if someone can kind of send me something detailing how to better rate my stories as I find the explanation on the site to be very uninformative( no offense or anything, I'm just kind of slow). I cut pretty much what violence i had until I decide whether to move it up to mature or not. My worries are that if I move it up it won't be viewed as much. Anyway I need some advice on this.

Lastly I do not know when I'll be updating but I do hope to continue this storyline.

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Thanks every one, bye.