I don't Own Kim Possible of Mystic Knights of Tir Na Nog
If you haven't read Mystic Knights of Middleton or Knights of the New Order you might be lost on some details, but you should be able to pick up most of the details as the story progresses.
Pyre smelled Ron long before he entered the room and turned his attention away from the monitor to his owner and partner.
"You tore your eyes from the screen you really must be hungry," as the Forest Knight sat down in his chair and put the plate and cups down, several slices of pizza sitting on former. The sight of the creations caused Pyre's mouth to water as grabbed one and started eating.
"Ah good choice," as Ron put his head set on, 'three, two,….'
On schedule the mole rat dragon dropped the piece and jumped into the giant mug with a splash and attempted to suck in as much water into his mouth as he could in an attempt to put out the pain on his tongue.
"Some Fire Dragon," he laughed biting into a different slice, "can't even handle a little habanero, jalapeno, cayenne, serrano pepper pizza with a tabasco sauce. Then you better stick with my the taco hybrid ground beef, shredder cheese and lettuce, a sprinkling of tomatoes, all covered in Bueno Nacho hot sauce, all the joy of a taco in the form of a pizza," savoring the flavor, "I just might have to sell this one to Bueno Nacho just so the world can experience it's majesty."
After a few seconds Pyre pulled his head out of the cup and glared at his owner and contemplated setting the human on fire while he slept, "no one that crazy," he growled and dove back into the cool liquid vowing to never eat anything made by Ron again.
"You loss buddy, well more for me," his free hand turning on the special head set Wade had provided for him, "somebody, anybody come back this is the Night Tracker anybody else on?"
"For several minutes now, what took you so long?"
"Give me a break Zee it took a little longer to get the snacks ready," as his digital representation found the others at a small lodge on the screen.
"Yeah sure make excused," as the huge digital warrior that was Felix's online persona glared at him.
"Blah, blah, blah, I'm here now so lets hit it, I am so ready to take these guys down."
"You might want to tone the confidence down Ron," Zita warned, "these guys are suppose to be one of the best teams in Everlot. I haven't heard of a team thats gone toe to toe with them in the tournament and won, heck most of them actually go down a few levels after the fight, if we lose everything we've worked for is shot."
"But if we win," Felix's voice carrying to the others through their head sets, "our experience will automatically jump up high enough to get to the next level and we'll finally be able to go after the three beasts."
"Those are big hurtles though, if we get past this team we'll have to get some major upgrades to pretty much everything, cause from what I've heard once we enter we're on our own, supposedly upgrades are none existent there."
"We've all heard the rumors Zita," Felix's voice carrying a hint of a mocking tone, "but come on no one has any first hand proof."
"Yeah either way," Ron's voice cutting through the coming argument, "none of us really know what's coming next just rumors that Fire Phoenix, Thunder Dragon and Ice Griffon are suppose to be the toughest creatures in the game thus far. In any case we're going to have to go on a major cash run after this so nobody be stupid and run off alone, we're going to need each other." Felix had to admit over the last few weeks something weird had happened to Ron, he'd gone from a tag along player who no one wanted to work with or listen to but Zita. His level was supposedly due to his parties skills rather than his own, to someone who somehow commanded the attention of the others and was more often than not ended up leading the team. To Zita on the other hand it wasn't a real surprise, his online persona was just beginning to mirror his real life self since becoming the Forest Knight, not that most people in the game knew that.
"Fair enough," Zita said checking the clock in the corner of the screen, "but unless we get going we're going to miss our time, and that'll render everything mute."
"I hate it when she has a point," Felix growled.
"I hate it when she rescues me what's your point."
"NO… no, not again, don't even start," Felix growled knowing what was coming.
"It was a dark and stormy night, well not really stormy, but it was dark, and we walked into the ware house two against the world, destined to save history…."
"Just stop Zita," Felix snarled not wanting to hear it again, "that's an urban myth everyone knows it, you and Ron did not get sucked into a video game, you used a cheat to alter your characters appearance and the big bad Wraithmaster was just the Tunnel Lord's alter ego, so just stop, and don't you dare say the tunnel Lord was Rufus, I know the critter was smart, but he wasn't that smart."
At the accusation Pyre pulled his head from the cut and snarled, "am to."
"Oh but I like how she tells the story," Ron mach wined ignoring the swimming Fire Dragon of Dare's comment, he heard the 'truth' about his little adventure more times than he could count, about how he and Zita were just part of a publicity stunt done by the game designers. He didn't really like it but he'd come to accept it, Zita on the other hand was still put off that no one believed her about the adventure accept those involved in it.
"Yeah whatever," the Water Knight/ She Warrior of the Ice Mountain growled as they approached the digital stadium, "put the game faces on gentlemen and lets get this done right."
For the next few minutes they just sat around in their respective homes letting the game run and waited for their time to come as they typed away on their keyboards making last minute adjustments to their characters, changing out bits of armor, shifting minor magical items and double checking they had the right strategy worked out. They respectively felt their heart beats pick up as the countdown ended and the screen changed leaving the pixilated representations in a stadium looking at their opponents, a minator-centaur mix with a sword longer than any of it's legs. Next to him was the cliché green eight foot orc with a club approximately the size of Ron's body. Last but not least was a red demoness complete with horns and tail and clothing made out of single strand of dental floss.
"I really hate the monster upgrade pack," Ron growled
"I'm amazed your noticing the monsters with that hot little piece of tail in front of us," Felix quipped looking at the digital supermodel.
"Remind me to kick your butt tomorrow Felix because there is no way you just said something that sexist," Zita growled.
"Oh come look at her," Felix whined ogling the proportions only available to fictional women.
"Guy's focus," Ron growled, and rolled his eyes, 'this is why I didn't say anything,' grateful his time with Kim had taught him to keep his mouth shut.
"We'll settle this in the real world Felix," Zita growled.
Chuckling, "my chair and I will be waiting, I hope you can fly."
"Next time I play with Pyre," Ron hissed under his breath as the count down to the beginning of the fight counted down on screen, '3' '2' 'Fight!'
Ron's persona darted forward ready to draw the first attacks so Zita's character could be free to summon their secret weapon, Ferra the wolf of the Ice Mountain. Both Ron a Zita were still a little uneasy about using the creature, due in large part to it's visual similarities to Rock Wolf and defeated Ice Lord. Ron's persona went from a fast run to a virtual stand still, "NO," Ron yelled banging the computer, "don't freeze don't freeze not now baby come on do something."
"It's not you Ron," Zita voice filling his ears, "mines frozen too."
"Ditto on my end," Felix's voice filled with aggravation, "it has to be a server problem," sighing, "how come this only happens when we're about to do something cool."
"Murphy's Law, if it can go wrong it will," as Ron slumped into his chair and closed his eyes.
Pyre just laughed leaning against the lip of the cup, his hind legs hanging over the side and pointed, "serves you right," and dunked his head back in the cut.
"Dry up rodent," not bothering to look at beast.
"What the heck," Felix growled bring the others back to the game.
"What we moving again?" as Ron looked at the screen.
"We aren't but I'm not sure the game isn't," as he scratched his head, "I swear I can see something moving at the top of the coliseum."
"I got nothing," as Ron focused on the screen.
"I do," as Zita say it, "your in the wrong position Ron but something defiantly moving up top, give me a second I'm going to try something," and started typing on her keyboard, unsure if her idea would work or not. She wasn't sure was sure where the code she was using came from, she just knew it had served her well in the past and it was worth a shot and finished typing, after a second the screen contracted slightly, "bingo," glad to see whatever was happening wasn't effecting all forms of control. Her character stood still but her view of the battle field shifted as she shot forward and up, all the rules that governed the games physics were suspended allowing an astral version of her character to fly around. She flew up to where the movement was originating, not that it was hard given nothing else was moving, the closer she got the more she was able to identify, going from simple movement to a large black form, "Wrathmaster," she hissed under her breath not needing to get a closer look at the digital image and started typing again saving the image on her screen to her computer then ending the cheat. "It's Malcolm again," she hissed into the head set, "he's playing the Wraithmaster again."
"What are you talking about," Felix hissed.
"That thing everybody believes never happened," Ron hissed, "and it can't be him, isn't he in a play at the theater tonight?"
Zita closed her eyes and thought, "yeah I think so, maybe somebody patterned their character's appearance after him, either way it's the only thing moving so chances are he of she is probably the source of the problem."
"And you expect us to do what," Ron asked casually, "we're frozen."
"I don't know can't you call Wade and see if he can do something," a hint of irritation in he voice.
"Fine I'll ask," tapping his band and moving the head set microphone, "Wade, can I talk to you for a second."
After a few seconds Team Possible's Technology expert answered, his voice coming from the cord, "something wrong, I though tonight was your big event in Everlot?"
"It is that's the problem, everything's frozen except one guy and according to Zita he or she looks like Wraithlord, you know anything about it?"
"Not off the top of my head but give me a few minutes," the sound of typing came from the cord, "it's not just you, the whole server seems to be frozen, and according to them nothings working, whatever she's seeing probably isn't really there, probably just a glitch in the system." Typing some more, "And I'm not seeing any characters even coming close to Wraithlord's parameters in the registry, again it's probably nothing but some kind of minor glitch, it probably took the system problem to bring it to the surface. I'll make a call Everlot Inc. and tell them what's going on and see if they can correct the problem, either way you might as well log off, it's going to take at least a day to get things running at full speed again."
"Thanks Wade, I'll pass it along to the others," as Ron heard the subtle sound that told him Wade had broken contact.
"OK guys," speaking into the headset, "the resident wizard says it's a massive glitch and we're not doing squat till tomorrow."
"I know what I saw Ron," Zita hissed.
"Whatever, I'm logging off," as Felix clicked off the headset,
"Look, I believe you Zita, but at the moment we can't do anything, and lets face it someone corrupting a video game is a little beyond our ability to fix, if it were an ninja ape man and his cyborg monkey's we could deal with it, but at the moment I really don't care. If someone is messing with the game let someone else police them, we have enough crap to deal with as it is without making more for ourselves."
Zita was ready to argue with him on the point but shrugged at her desk, "you have a point," sighing, "we do have bigger problems but all the same I want this fixed."
"No argument here, maybe we can lean on Wade tomorrow see if he'll do a major once over of the entire system."
"I'd prefer more, but I guess it'll have to do, I suppose the three beasts will have to wait a few more days."
"Is that really such a bad thing, it's not like you don't already know a dragon," looking as his pet/partner, "and you know what tempers they have," earning a growl from the naked rodent/fire dragon.
"And on that note I'll drop by the burn ward tomorrow to say hi, because your going to be char broiled by tomorrow morning."
"What… chaaach….I can't….. chaach…..up….chacck," flipping off the head set and earning a dirty look from Pyre. "Don't give me that look, yes the old static noises into the receiver is old, but it works."
"Still lame," he growled
"Yeah well I just wanted to end the conversation, honestly that girl takes this game way to seriously," finishing off his pizza, "besides what's the worse that can happen," as he closed out the game screen.
"Heard that before," the armored rodent moaned following his owner down stairs.
After pair had left the room the computer screen flickered and the black armor of the Wraithmaster filled the screen, "What's the worst that can happen indeed knave," the figure laughed as the screen flickered and vanished from the monitor.
Authors note- Yep at it again, no idea how long this story is going to be, expect things to make more sense in the next chapter. And if you can't really tell I don't play these kind of games, so if I screw some things up forgive me. Yeah you all probably know where this is going by now so enjoy the ride.
Please R&R