Three warriors of old; Knights, Viking and Samurai. These three factions of warriors who had fought each other for seven years of bloodshed, tears, vows of revenge, cries for family and friends to come home alive. Apollyon, the Warlord who had begun the seven year war and ruled the feared Blackstone Legion, was killed and her forces fled into the country to hide and regroup. The three warrior factions; Knights, Viking and Samurai didn't unite but were able to work out a treaty of trade and if needed, calls of need, if one faction needed aid. There were also a few times when Knight, Viking and Samurai united to vanquish an enemy too dangerous for one warrior race. Today was another one of those occasions
6th of March, Year: Unknown
The sound of war cries echoed throughout the foggy Mire, steel on steel, blade on shield, armour on blade. A battle was underway. The disgraced Blackstone Legion had attempted to attack the home of the Samurai but were stopped by a company of the Dawn Empire, Iron Legion and Warborn. Before the battle had commenced there had been over a hundred of the united warriors versus the 300 Blackstones. Now only three of the united warriors remained. A Nobushi, though unlike most Nobushi who lived in the Dawn Empire, this Nobushi was also a wandering Sage, a healer and a warrior. The second warrior was a Raider, who had lived and fought through the Seven Year War, even holding her own against the former Blackstone, Holdan Cross but was forced to retreat when her forces were low. The final warrior was a Conqueror, who had been freed from prison, due to her killing many people and was quickly inducted into the Conqueror ranks. The three warriors had made names for themselves. The Nobushi; Hisae 'Sage' Hamada, the Valkyrie; Brynhild 'Ódauðlegur*' Bystorm and the Conqueror; Elizabeth 'Skull Cracker' Johnson.
"DIE!" Elizabeth roared as she broke open two more Blackstone Skulls, a look of bloodlust seen through the eye slits in her helmet.
"Watch your flank Ódauðlegur." Hisae said as she fired an arrow into the shoulder of a Blackstone. Brynhild nodded her thanks before she spun around to block a sword strike and rammed her axe head into the sword bearers stomach.
"We need to fall back!" Elizabeth stated as she blocked an arrow before it got anywhere close to her body, "the Dawn Empire must be warned!" The two other warriors agreed and began to fall back, hoping to reach the Dawn Empire. As the three ran through the forest, the Blackstones keeping up, Elizabeth noticed she was slowing down and despite not being struck by many swords, bleeding. Suddenly she collapsed and began to cough violently and ripped off her helmet, her eyes widening when she saw a small trail of blood pooling from her mouth. Then she began to cough violently and Hisae and Brynhild stopped and ran back to Elizabeth.
"The hell happened to you?!" Hisae asked as she knelt in front of Elizabeth and examined the bleeding knight while Brynhild stood in front of the two, Dain Axe held defensively as the Blackstones rounded the corner.
"Tawagoto, anata wa dokusatsu sa reta*." Hisae stated, accidentally slipping into Japanese as she pulled a small arrow out of the back of Elizabeth's shield arm.
"English *cough* please." Elizabeth requested as she coughed out some more blood.
"The arrow that I hold has poisoned you and I do not have the necessary materials to stop the poison from spread-"
"Talk later," Brynhild demanded as she used a small log to block another arrow, "we need to move before we're overrun by Blackstones!" The Nobushi and Conqueror looked up and let their eyes widen when they saw how many Blackstones were getting closer to them. Hisae immediately threw Elizabeth's arm over her shoulder and, with the help of Elizabeth, began to head back to the Dawn Empire while Brynhild defended their backs. The three warriors soon made it to a bridge that crossed a ravine which was one of the many ways to the Dawn Empire.
"Go, I will hold the line!" Brynhild said as she stopped at the bridge before she turned around and prepared to fight while Hisae, with some difficulty, began to carry Elizabeth over the bridge.
"We can't leave her, nemo derelinquatur*." Hisae sighed as she got the rough idea of what Elizabeth said.
"Can you still hold your shield?" Elizabeth gingerly tested the weight of her shield before she nodded, "then keep me covered."
Brynhild would never say aloud there were many times when she thought she would die in battle. She would however say aloud that if she were to die it would be with friends and though their time was short, the Raider could say that she considered the Nobushi and Conqueror to be friends. The first Blackstone foot soldier fell when his skull was lopped off by Brynhild's axe, the second and third meet the same fate. Then a Lawbringer stepped forth and Brynhild frowned. She had fought many Lawbringers before and while she came out victorious, the battles were always in a more open space, not with her on a bridge and the Lawbringer on a cliff. She had very little room to fight. As the Lawbringer raised his Halberd to strike her down, an arrow pierced one of the many holes in his helmet. The Lawbringer fell to the ground with an almighty thud that shook the earth. Brynhild didn't have time to look back to see who had fired the arrow as she was immediately forced back into a fight, this time with a Warden. She easily blocked the Wardens sword from cutting off her arm and pushed the blade to the side before she reared her head back and rammed it into the Warden's helmeted head and smiled when the Warden stumbled. As the Warden stumbled she grabbed the Warden by the shoulder and threw him off the cliff, smiling as she listened to the Warden scream as he fell until a sickening crack echoed throughout the area and the screams were silenced.
"LÁTTU EKKI SVONA*!" Brynhild roared, her inner Berserker coming forth, "ÞÚ MUNT DEYJA*!" The Blackstones looked at each other nervously before they looked at their opposition. A bloodthirsty and Berserker angered Raider, a Conqueror set in sending them all to their graves and a Nobushi with no qualms of killing them, fast or slow. They all then charged and Brynhild began to backup, forcing the Blackstones to fight her one on one while Hisae fired arrows at any other Blackstones. Then one Blackstone cut one side of the bridge ropes and every person shouted in shock as they tried to keep their balance or yell at their fellow Blackstone. Hisae held Elizabeth from falling off while she slowly backed up to the other side while Brynhild carefully followed, keeping her eyes on the stumbling Blackstones. Then another Blackstone cut the other rope and everyone fell just as a bright light exploded at the bottom of the ravine.
The Shire, Middle Earth
Blibo Baggins. A normal Hobbit, one, much like all the others, enjoyed the peaceful life and saw no need for adventures, wars so on and so forth. Today Bilbo was currently making himself his dinner with the side of a few mugs of well brewed mead. As the Hobbit sat down a bright flash illuminated his dining room causing Bilbo to yelp in shock and spill a bit of the mead. The Hobbit sat up and rushed to the window and looked outside and frowned when he saw nothing unusual outside. If he only he had stayed looking outside for a few more seconds to notice three figures rise from his garden, their heads turning to face the Hobbit Hole. As Bilbo sat down and raised his cutlery to eat a frantic knocking was heard at the door. The Hobbit paused, wondering if he should bother answering or not. When the knocking became more frantic Bilbo exited his seat and marched to the door.
"If this is a joke of some kind while I'm trying to have my dinner," he said as he began to open the door, "I swear I'll-" His words died off as his eyes widened at the sight of three, from what he could assume, warriors, two of them holding up the third.
"Please sir, our comrade is wounded. She needs help!" One of the warriors pleaded as her masked face looked at Bilbo. The young Hobbit looked at the three and after a few seconds nodded.
"Bring her in, quickly." Bilbo said as he stepped aside allowing the three warriors in before he closed the door.
"My bedrooms on the right. It hopefully should be big enough for her." Bilbo said as he led the way, pushing a few things aside to make room as the three warriors had to stoop slightly due to their height. The two warriors gently lowered the third onto the bed and removed the heavy armour, Bilbo placing it in a pile.
"What happened to her?" Bilbo asked as he saw the third warriors face. The warrior's face was pale and both dried and fresh blood caked her chin and mouth.
"Poison. Brynhild keep her breathing, sir do you have any herbs?" Bilbo nodded and led the way to his pantry. As he did so he kept on thinking to himself.
'Why, oh why did I help these people? I could've been having dinner right now.' Bilbo moaned mentally as he opened the door to his pantry and watched the warrior walk inside and began looking over the herbs he had. But another part of Bilbo was more sympathetic…to a degree.
'But if I hadn't answered the door I would've let a person die.' The Hobbit thought as the woman rushed past him and back to her wounded comrade.
"Is there anything else I can do?" Bilbo asked as he re-entered his bedroom and the warrior who had followed him to the pantry, shook her head.
"I've managed to remove all the poison, now she'll just need rest," The warrior said before she turned to face Bilbo and, to the surprise of the Hobbit, bowed, "thank you for letting us seek refuge in your home. My name is Hisae Hamada, a Nobushi loyal to the Dawn Empire." "Biblo Baggins, of the Shire. But I'm afraid I know nothing of the Shire." The two warriors glanced at each other and though their faces were masked, Bilbo had the distinct feeling they were worried.
"What about the Iron Legion or Apollyon?" Bilbo shook his head.
"I'm sorry, I haven't heard of those things before." The warriors with the large axe cursed in a language Bilbo hadn't heard of.
"Calm yourself Brynhild, we will find a wa-"
"Don't finish that sentence! We are trapped we have no way home! How can you say we will find a way?!" The warriors with the axe cried angrily before she placed her head in her hands and cried. Biblo stepped forward and, despite his immense fear, placed a comforting hand on the warriors shoulder causing the warrior to look up.
"I know I won't be able to be much help but if there's anything I could do I will do my best to help. You are warriors are you not," Biblo asked and received nods as an answer, "then would a life of peace not be appealing?" The two warriors looked at each other hesitantly.
"With no clear way of getting home, I guess peace is to be our best option." Hisae said and the other warrior nodded before she looked at Biblo.
"Thank you master Baggins. I am Brynhild Bystorm, Raider of the Warborn." Biblo smiled happy he had been able to bring the warrior out of the dump she was in. And from then on, life was never the same for Bilbo Baggins, but he never looked back and wished he hadn't opened the door.
Upon the third warriors awakening, after a good two weeks, Bilbo learned the warriors name was Elizabeth a Conqueror of the Iron Legion. As the weeks turned to months Bilbo had helped the warriors grow accustomed to Shire life and in turn, the Shire accustomed to three humans being a part of their everyday life. Most of the party goers or bar drinkers quickly grew accustomed to Brynhild due to her energetic nature when it came to parties. Hisae was more so liked by the younger Hobbits as she sang songs, played games or watched over the younger Hobbits whenever their parents were too busy to take care of them. The fact she told them stories and was teaching didn't hurt either. Elizabeth was well liked by the workers of the Shire as she helped with any heavy lifting, fixing wagons or farming whenever she was free…for a fee of course. Soon, the people of the Shire grew to respect and love the three warriors. Once every week the people of the Shire would all meet at an open grassy plain to hear the three warriors tell stories about their home. All in all, things seemed to be going along normally and peacefully. Then a man in grey clothing with a staff and pointy hat arrived at Bilbo's home.