Lets clarify that this is a bit of a one shot idea that I came up with about two years ago or maybe even further than that. PS-I DO NOT own any of the Discworld characters. However, I DO OWN Life and Cindy as my personal OC's.
Hi! I am Life and this is my life story! I hope you enjoy it, however, I am here to warn you. It will be funny. It will be dangerous. It will probably be one of the most ridiculously awesome, thrilling and shocking stories you have ever read, and ever will read. All it takes is a few chapters to get to the big bang. Join me on my journey and see where all I take you readers!
Here is where my life story begins!
"There is a god of wine, is there not?" The Archancler protested, waving a finger in the air. He pondered on this thought that he had been holding in that ancient head of his. The other elderly wizards surrounding him nodded lightly. "Then if there is a god of wine, why not have a god of hangovers?"
The pointy hatted figures each shrugged, not knowing what to say in return. Before the Archancler could continue on with his rant, the faint sound of giggling bells echoed from nowhere in particular.
"Aha!" Every elderly wizard nearly jumped out of their wrinkly skin at the Archanclers sudden outburst.
"There it is again!" One of his companions raised a white hairy brow while lifting a shaky finger.
"What exactly is it?" The master wizard gave his neighbor a crazed look and took a step closer.
"Can you not hear it?!" He clenched his fists tightly is frustration, waving them back and forth by his sides.
"Its that same Ning Ying Ginling sound!"
The other wizards exchanged looks then focused their attention back onto their leader. They had heard the noise to however couldn't quite understand as to why he was so determined to solve the giggling bell mystery. However they had nothing against him for they are just as guilty for previous rebellious actions that have taken place.
"Hmm, you know I have always wondered", The wizard to the very left pondered, his arms crossed over his chest as he reached up to scratch around the rim of his hat.
"If we have Death to take us to the next place from here, shouldn't we have a being to bring us here first?" His statement sent him along with the others into a merging brainstorm.
"What would you predict would bring us here?" The wizard from the opposite end called to him.
There was a pause and his only response for a while was a simple small shrug of the shoulders. Moments passed by with nothing to say, until the one to the very left finally decided to speak up.
"I suppose since Death is the end, then considering the opposite would be the beginning. My assumption would have to be another personification of Life." The archancler readied himself for the sound of small giggling bells.
Nothing came.
He stuck his two index fingers in his ears and twisted them in such a manor to clear his ears of any wax blocking his hearing. Still not a sound.
He rested the back of his wrists on his hips and puffed out his chest.
" Well good job, you done bloody broke it." He said accusingly to the one who had made the previous statement.
"Me?! What did I do?!" The wizards squabbled over what had happened to the giggling bells and where they had gone to.
They began by whacking each other with their pointy hats, tugging at robes and pulling at each others beards including whatever hair that was left of their half bald heads, but almost as soon as it began, they had already dog piled on top of one another to the point of not being able to move. One wizard tried to yell out when one had pulled his beard, but not a sound cam out. He tried louder and still ended with the same silent result. The others tried to laugh but instead of laughing, came silence. They scratched their head and looked around the room.
One tried stomping their feet and jumping on the creaky floor boards but nothing happened to change. It had seemed as though the whole disc went into a complete mute. Literally.
Silence overcame the entire city of Ank-Morpork, not even the scuttling mice wiving within the cracks of the old wizarding tower dared to make a hint of a sound. The wizards slowly began to peal away from each other, as they all instinctively crept towards the wide tower window in was a calm, peaceful silence, yet somehow seemed scary and nerve pinching. Each wizard tilted their heads towards the enlarged moon, looking so pale and blue during such a cold night.
The silence continued for nearly fifteen minutes. Until suddenly. An ear piercing pitch took place of the silence, erupting from what seemed like the sky. No one at that point showed any signs of hesitating to cover their ears. All the wizards immediately clasped their ears while bending over in agony. Their mouths in the shapes of an O letting only silent screams escape their pale chapped lips.
Each one by one fell to their knees, mouthing words with no voice to carry them out. With each minute that passed, the high pitched noise began to lessen and fade into a less shrill, barely audible tone.
With scared and confused expressions being exchanged, they gathered themselves up off the floor with great caution. The archancler was facing away from the large stone window and kept his focus on the rest of his companions. He glanced down to see his shadow growing and moving from left to right behind a very strange, bright light as if it were acting as a sundial. He looks back up to see every last one of his companions looking behind him through the window. His neighbor to his right raises an arm and points behind him. The archancler follows his arm and peers his head out the stone arch. Curiosity stirring in all of them.
He looked to see, there, in the center of the pitch black abyss of night was a small glowing orb of light. It soared through the clouds and streaked across the night sky like a comet or an evening shooting light was a pure white, like an angels halo, and was elegant yet swift like their of which was both astonishing and dreadful. He couldn't make out any particular form because the light seemed nearly unbearable to gaze into directly.
The wizards watched as it fell and crash landed with a sonic boom, illuminating the whole street until moments later as the light slowly vanished into the night. Moments passed and the head masters head drooped down as he shifted his position to his team. He stayed in deep thought, taking in all that had just happened. "..What was that.." He muttered, when all of the sudden.
"Archancler! Y-you have to hurry, there's something causing a commotion down town!"
"What shall we do?" An elder wizard panicked.
Another wizard clapped in joy and gave a wide grin. "We have our voices back!"
The headmaster kept his head down in thought as the others mumbled among themselves.
"Bring me the first years." His words seemed monotone and deep as it rumbled through the stone walls.
The young wizard had immediately jumped up and scurried down to the common room to complete the small task, while the others remained still and confused. Moments had passed and the feeling within the tower didn't budge. The door opened and the young wizards poured into the small compact room with heavy eyes.
The head master dragged a chair out to the center of the group, cleared his throat and ready to protest.
"Now." He stepped into the chair and scanned the top of every young wizard. He clasped his hands and rubbed them together.
"May i have everyone's attention. As you can tell this is an urgent matter, otherwise i would not have summoned you all here at such an hour. Every first year wizard must go through an initiation, but this year is going to be a little different." He glanced down as all the wizards continued to mumble to one another.
"what is he doing?" A half bald wizard whispered to another. He shrugged and focused his gaze back on the head master.
"I have a unique task for all you young first years, a type of special quest!" He shifted to see bright smiles on all the naive little faces.
The room began to hum with all of them chatting at once.
"Consider this to be a late Hogswatch present from yours truly." He chuckled to himself lightly.
"Now I am sure you all have already found out about the recent fallen star in our city. My quest for you is to go down town and find out as much information out as possible on this sudden matter." He paused to see a students hand raised, but face covered by his overly sized hat.
"Will there be any magic allowed?" He asked, his voice clear yet unusually smooth for a wizard.
The Archancellor squinted and bobbed his head to see the young ones face, however it was no use. The large hat covered the majority of his head.
"This is a very simple quest, therefore magic should not be needed. It should especially for you young beginning wizards. In the meantime I wish you all luck and farewell on your quest."
The young one merely waited silently while the others stared up at the headmaster.
"Well what are you all waiting for? Go on! get out of here!" Every first year wizard tried to pile out all at once, cramming themselves by the doorway.
The Archancellor stroked his beard lightly and thought of something that would put this icing to the cake.
"Ah, one more thing young wizards." Half of them who were paying attention shot their eyes to him.
"Whoever completes the task first with the most satisfactory information to help solve this mystery, shall earn a grand prize." Each of their eyes widen to hear of a winning prize.
The shot towards the door and barricaded the others out the doorway. The last thing heard by the elderly wizards was the scuffling of feet and the slam of a door. However, the young one with the unusual voice and large hat simply glided past and closed the door without a sound. The archancellor stood upon the chair after suspiciously eyeing the last strange young one and chuckled to himself.
"Idiots, heh heh, I wouldn't go out there even if I had a thousand gold coins as a prize."
The half bald wizard held up a finger in question.
"Uh, what exactly is this prize you are to give?" "hmm" the archancellor hummed as he stepped down from the chair and scanned the old tower. He walked around to a nearby desk and picked up a dusty old at the front he chuckled once again even louder than before while pacing.
"Here this should do just nicely." He tossed the book back on the desk and waddled away while the others crowded around the dusty object. Each of them eyed the cover and looked up at one another in confusion.
"What does this have to do with anything?" One asked, directing it to the head master. They each shifted around to see they were the only ones left in the room.
"You shall see." The Headmaster winked.