Chapter one: We are going in to fight.
"Well here we are." Rodger says as everyone looks around at the beautiful empire that is the last one to be known in existence however since it was found that one of the Whammy's, it was unsure which one, had the power to defeat the evil king that ruled there well then the Whammy's took a trip to stop the evil king. "Does everyone remember the fighting training you received before coming here?" He looks back at the kids standing behind him as they stand on a hill on the outskirts of the empire.
They all nod and all have a single type of weapon on them so depending on the type of weapon then they may have more than one of that weapon.
A man in armor approaches them. "Our forces will be able to hold his army off so you can make it to the king to take him down. Just focus on defeating the king and leave the rest of them to us."
Rodger nods and looks to the dim city as the two armies are ready to charge at each other.
"Our forces can fight well in the rocky terrain that the king has laid out to try to stop us. There will be an opening to get you straight to the castle itself. Inside the king will probably be waiting for you to strike." The guy in armor explains.
"Right and we will take him down." Rodger breaths softly feeling a little nervous about this.
"Let's go." The guy in armor charges down the hill screaming out a battle cry as he leads the army to attack the evil kings army.
The opening becomes visible.
"We need to go now!" Rodger tells the Whammy's and they quickly move to go through the opening to get to the castle.
They run past swords flying that belong to the group trying to stop them or the group trying to make sure that they get to the castle. They run past the battle that seems to start to become a blur with jumbled noises in the background to most of the Whammy's as their hearts race in fear, anticipation and adrenalin.
Eventually they all burst through the last are of fighting and are well on their way to get to the castle where the evil king awaits.
The evil king watches from a window and scans the group but he can't see them well enough and they are not close enough for him to learn what they fear the most. He is after all a master of fear, hatred and the likes as it is his power that he was born with.
The ability to make people live out their worst fears is only one special talent of his.
He moves away from the window and grabs a scythe that looks to have been perfectly made for a truly evil person especially with its darkened, brown almost black, but still sharp blade. "The time has come to fight them but I must come out victorious." He runs the tips of his fingers along the blade just above the sharp area. "I can show them terror." He looks up to the door with an evil smirk on his face. His red cape with fuzzy white lining that has black dots on it fits his body nicely and since its attached to his clothes it will not make him more vulnerable in battle. He has a long sleeved black shirt with armor on his arms and a little on his neck but his armor makes sure he is allowed good movement as if he didn't have them. He also has on dark blue pants with some armor on his legs that are like the armor on his arms and finally his steel toed black boots. His black hair is slightly flattened thanks to the slight helmet that's more like something to frame his face slightly. "This is going to be interesting if they really believe they can defeat me." He chuckles to himself.