Notes and other whatnot:
Hello, People of this glorious blue earth!
I am The Shadow Captain and this is my first time writing a story on this website.
This story is going to be my take on Dishonored's story.
As you know, the story was about the empress' bodyguard, Corvo Attano being frame for her murder,right?
However this is going to be different. This my version of dishonored, which includes action, stealth, romance ,friendship ,war violence, family moments, humor, movie references and even a bit of yelling and cursing but, this is Dishonored is it not?
This will include the main characters but with different roles and characters of my own will be included as well.
I will go by the game's logic, so make sure you know the how things work in dishonored!
Nuff said and done right?
Oh, by the way...
Dishonored belongs to Bethesda and Arkane Studios
I'm too middle-class to develop and publish such an amazing game, man!
The Month of Songs, Sunday the 28th, 1799
Bastillian,Serkonos
11:47 PM
Tonight was that night again. The Fugue Feast was tonight and people all over The Empire of Isles were celebrating the end of the year. After a year of economic depression, riots and fighting. The people of the country were finally having a break from all the issues that were haunting them. All of them were trying to celebrate it while it still lasted.
All of them, except a certain 15-year old boy named Corvo Attano
...
Outside of the door of the three-story tenant, that him and his adopted family lived in, he could hear the yelling and cheering of the parading citizens of his hometown. Even though, that this is one of the most celebrated events of the year. Corvo never cared for the Feast. He just wanted to sit in his lounge chair in front of the fireplace and read his book on Military History.
" God, how long will it take for those people to just be quiet?", Corvo exclaimed, " Who could blame them? After a year of this madness, this is something that they need to prevent from going insane.",
Corvo was an adopted child with a brilliant mind. He always found an interest in history, military and government. Some of the conversations he would have would go far into detail, which somewhat made him an outcast to other children, which wasn't a problem to him for he socialized better with adults. He was a very intelligent boy, always exceeding in school. He was also ambitious, his plans of the future included him graduating from school and enrolling into the military college in Southern Serkonos, so he can be an officer in the military. However, knowing that the instructors hail from the Isle of Gristol. They will say stereotypes and commit provoking acts because, everyone from Gristol sees every Serkonian as a lazy, diease-written pig.
* SLAM *
The noise from the door scared corvo, having him to believe that the people outside started to riot and began looting houses!
But, apparently it was one of his family members, who just returned home from partying.
" Guess-s who's drun..drunk?",
" I guess Simon.", Corvo said while turning back to read his book.
" you, my friend guessed ... right!", Said simon in his sluggish words.
Simon Kennsington was one of the family members who took corvo in when he has young. He was a 29-year old man with a reckless but caring heart. He and corvo were like brothers and corvo loved he like one, even though he had a drinking habit.
His family, The Kennsingtons, was a family that included Aunt Jane, Jack, Daina and Simon. They were a middle-class family who owned the three-story tenant in Lower Bastillian. Most the family had low paying jobs except Simon, who worked as a smuggler to take illegal goods to Gristol, which if found out, would give him a life sentence by the Order of the City Watch. No one in his family knew, except corvo, but he knew that he was only doing it to help out.
Simon slowly walked towards and sat in the lounge chair beside corvo. Corvo, being curious, decided to engage in a conversation with even though he was intoxicated.
"So, how was the feast?", Corvo said.
"uh..yeah! The Feast it was out-...sorry, I thought I was going to vomit, it was outstanding!",
" That's great, I'm glad you had such a wonderful time, simon.",
"Yeah...hey, where's the others?", Simon said
" Their on the roof, waiting for the High Overseer to reverse the clock.", Corvo said emotionless, not caring for the holiday.
" And you're down here reading a book? Corvo, I may be drunk, but, I know when something's up. You should be celebrating! This is a new century, the year 1800! This is a time for evolution, a time for new beginnings! Everyone here has a chance to restart fresh. You should embrace this moment as a way to enjoy life while you still young in this world!",
Corvo was dumbfounded, not only he felt moved by his brother's passionate speech, but he was drunk,DRUNK! But, he was right this was a new beginning for everyone and they should embrace it, including him.
" What time is it?", Corvo said, standing fast out of his chair.
" I don't know...I'm drunk, man!"
" Right. ",
He looked towards the clock and saw it was it was 11:55.
" There's still time.. Thanks Simon!" Corvo said excitedly as he ran up the stairs
" Anyti..."
Corvo couldn't make what he said. The sound of his feet hit the steps where too loud for him to hear anything.
What he did know was that this century.. this century was a whole new chapter in his life and that the best is yet to come.