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A Knights Tail 8 (7 Continued) - A Battle To End All Battles
Chapter 1
Sir Silverheart the Fierce stood like a statue. His silver-grey fur shone slightly in the dim light issued from the dark storm clouds covering the sky. The electric knights stood ready, a single order would be carried out almost before it was made to them, but only an order from the unmoving silver Pikachu. Ray the Fourth, the great-great grandson of Sir Ray the First, stood with his serrated sword aimed at Silverheart's chest. They stood immobile, the two mice-type Pokémon looking into each other's eyes, searching for a sign of weakness. "Are you ready to die silver scum?" Ray hissed. "I will die with honour, avenging my father, uncle and mother." Silverheart held his sword steady, despite the pain of losing his family coming to haunt him. "But I will not die from your paw Ray." Ray growled. A flash of thunder spread across the sky, lighting the battlefield and signalling the start of the rain that quickly socked through Silverheart's fur. His fur sparked with electricity. *** King Melvin looked out of the castle window. The rain was coming down harsh and unforgiving; he hoped it was not a bad sign. A Blissy entered the King's chamber. "Your highness, drink this soup, it will keep you well and warm." The Blissy smiled. The Slowking did not turn. "Is the rain a sign Esmerelda?" King Melvin asked. "A sign of what My Lord?" The Blissy set the soup down on a table. "A sigh that our brave knights shall not come back victorious?" King Melvin asked sullenly. "Of course not My Lord, our knights are the best, trained by Sir Silverless and Sir Silverheart." Esmerelda reassured. "Yes but ever Silverless was killed by these other warriors, our knights may not be enough to." He trailed off. "Unnecessary stress and worrying will make you unwell My Lord," Esmerelda pulled his shoulder gently, "Drink the soup and rest, you must have faith in Sir Silverheart. They say he is the greatest fighter since Sir Silvertail himself." Esmerelda helped the Slowking into his bed and severed him the soup on a bed tray, all the while continuing the mindless chatter. ".Herd of Tauros! On his own!" "Yes I suppose there isn't much need for worry." King Melvin drank his soup and gave Esmerelda the empty bowl. "You sleep now Sire, you'll be expected to greet the knights when they return!" Esmerelda took the bowl from the room. She closed the King's bedroom door and leaned against it. She couldn't stop the worry pasting itself to her face. It was lucky she had slipped the sleeping herbs in the King's soup or he wouldn't have closed an eye. The thing that was worrying her most was the fact that he was a Slowking and Slowking were hardly ever wrong when it came to feelings and predictions. *** One moved swiftly, almost too fast to see. The other dodged, just. The battle had started! Hundreds of Pokémon ran in from both sides. The taste of death filled the air. The field was lit with fire, lightning and ice. The battle raged around the two but they didn't notice. They had a bloodlust, and it would never be satisfied.
Thank god fanfiction.net is back up.
Okay, I made a chapter just so I could keep people on the edge for as long as possible. Might as well drag this out! Keep reading to find out what happens (Whenever I decide to write the next chapter).
Oh and don't forget to review. Flames will be used to help fight Ray the Fourth.
Be Blissy
Blissychild *^_^*
A Knights Tail 8 (7 Continued) - A Battle To End All Battles
Chapter 1
Sir Silverheart the Fierce stood like a statue. His silver-grey fur shone slightly in the dim light issued from the dark storm clouds covering the sky. The electric knights stood ready, a single order would be carried out almost before it was made to them, but only an order from the unmoving silver Pikachu. Ray the Fourth, the great-great grandson of Sir Ray the First, stood with his serrated sword aimed at Silverheart's chest. They stood immobile, the two mice-type Pokémon looking into each other's eyes, searching for a sign of weakness. "Are you ready to die silver scum?" Ray hissed. "I will die with honour, avenging my father, uncle and mother." Silverheart held his sword steady, despite the pain of losing his family coming to haunt him. "But I will not die from your paw Ray." Ray growled. A flash of thunder spread across the sky, lighting the battlefield and signalling the start of the rain that quickly socked through Silverheart's fur. His fur sparked with electricity. *** King Melvin looked out of the castle window. The rain was coming down harsh and unforgiving; he hoped it was not a bad sign. A Blissy entered the King's chamber. "Your highness, drink this soup, it will keep you well and warm." The Blissy smiled. The Slowking did not turn. "Is the rain a sign Esmerelda?" King Melvin asked. "A sign of what My Lord?" The Blissy set the soup down on a table. "A sigh that our brave knights shall not come back victorious?" King Melvin asked sullenly. "Of course not My Lord, our knights are the best, trained by Sir Silverless and Sir Silverheart." Esmerelda reassured. "Yes but ever Silverless was killed by these other warriors, our knights may not be enough to." He trailed off. "Unnecessary stress and worrying will make you unwell My Lord," Esmerelda pulled his shoulder gently, "Drink the soup and rest, you must have faith in Sir Silverheart. They say he is the greatest fighter since Sir Silvertail himself." Esmerelda helped the Slowking into his bed and severed him the soup on a bed tray, all the while continuing the mindless chatter. ".Herd of Tauros! On his own!" "Yes I suppose there isn't much need for worry." King Melvin drank his soup and gave Esmerelda the empty bowl. "You sleep now Sire, you'll be expected to greet the knights when they return!" Esmerelda took the bowl from the room. She closed the King's bedroom door and leaned against it. She couldn't stop the worry pasting itself to her face. It was lucky she had slipped the sleeping herbs in the King's soup or he wouldn't have closed an eye. The thing that was worrying her most was the fact that he was a Slowking and Slowking were hardly ever wrong when it came to feelings and predictions. *** One moved swiftly, almost too fast to see. The other dodged, just. The battle had started! Hundreds of Pokémon ran in from both sides. The taste of death filled the air. The field was lit with fire, lightning and ice. The battle raged around the two but they didn't notice. They had a bloodlust, and it would never be satisfied.
Thank god fanfiction.net is back up.
Okay, I made a chapter just so I could keep people on the edge for as long as possible. Might as well drag this out! Keep reading to find out what happens (Whenever I decide to write the next chapter).
Oh and don't forget to review. Flames will be used to help fight Ray the Fourth.
Be Blissy
Blissychild *^_^*