The Glory of Chaos
A Runescape fanfiction
I do not own the online MMORPG Runescape.
I do own some of the charicters. If you play the game you will know which ones.
The game Runescape is the property of Jagex Ltd who will be represented later in the story.
!!!Authors Note!!!
Due to the vastly differant styles of making a good game and making a good story, I have been forced to alter some of the minor facets of the Runescape universe. Some of the monsters will be described as a little stronger than they are in the game. I will be adding or removing some of the places in the towns such as Edgeville. The whole experiance and leveling system will NOT be mentioned. If you are still interested after some of these minor cosmetic changes, you will enjoy this story.
There will be a few jokes and refrences in this story that kind of poke fun at the games old censoring system and the Jagex staff members. Now with out any further ado, Lord Vader0100 proudly presents, The Glory of Chaos.
All Hail Zamorak
Prologue
Present-time Runescape
Wilderness Chaos Temple
"To become a full fledged Knight of Zamorak, the challanges will be great." Said Master Oran to his apprentice Ranin. "You will be tested both physically and mentally for the priviledge to become a full member of our order. A Zamorakian warrior must be highly skilled in both magic and melee combat."
"I am ready to take the trials." replied Ranin. " I am ready to finish my training and have the honor of fighting in the next godwar against the filthy followers of Sarodomin."
"So be it." Said Oran. "You have been training under me for many years now, and I know that you have what it takes to pass the trials and become a full follower of Zamorak, the mighty Lord of Chaos."
"Once you pass the trials, you will be initiated into the Knights of Zamorak. You will recieve a new suit of armor and two special weapons."
"Tell me master!" said Ranin. "What are my tests going to be?"
"Not so hasty!" scolded Oran. "I still have one more test for you to do for me. This will prove your cunning and show that you really have the skill to attempt the trials."
"So be it master," replied Ranin. "What is this final task?"
"You are to bring me the bones and armor of one of the Holy White Knights of Falador." answered Oran.
The White Knights of Falador were said to be the most pure of heart warriors ever to live in Runescape. It would be very difficult to get one alone and out of sight let alone kill one and get his bones and armor out unseen.
"I accept this task". Said Ranin. "When shall I begin?"
"You are to gather your things and leave now." answered Oran.
Ranin got up from his cross-legged position. Oran watched as he strapped on his steel plate armor. As Ranin bent down to tighten the straps on his plate-legs, Oran said.
"One more thing Ranin, when you return with your prize, don't have the entire order of the White Knights following you back here."
"It will be done master." replied Ranin.
He bent over once more and hoisted his massive mithril two-hander sword. He slid it into the sheath on his back and began to fasten his helmet. It took a lot of strength and training to weild it, but Ranin liked the weight and power of the mighty two-hand sword. He had used it for all of his training so he would be ready when he recieved the freat honor of weilding the great Zamorak Godsword.
Ranin left the chaos temple. It was a sacred place for all followers of Zamorak. The area known as the Wilderness was the site of the last
Godwar. It was a place of great power for all of those who followed the god of chaos and destruction. The druids of Guthix had the power of nature and balance, and believed that there should always be equal amounts peace and chaos. Their powerful Void Knights called upon all of this power and it was because of Guthix awakening from his sleep that the last Godwar ended.
The monks and priests of Sarodomin believed in goodness, unity, and light. These preachers taught that all evil was to be destroyed and that everyone should look to the light foe strength. To Ranin, no power could ever stand against the full might of chaos and destruction.
The wilderness itself is a barren wasteland inhabited by all sorts of hellish creatures. Many believe that the most fearsome are the revenants. These ghostly monsters come in many forms and have the power to stop a living creature in its tracks. It can completely take away your power to move fore a short time, but in the time that it takes to recover, it will probably have already killed you.
However, just being in the wilderness gave Ranin a sense of power. Every time he took a breath, he could feel the dark power coursing through his very soul. The essence of pure chaos was on every rock, dead tree, and in every creature. This was truly a place of ultimate power.
In time he would come to the ditch, a long trench dug into the ground to keep people from accidentaly wandering into this so called "evil" place. After the ditch, he would enter the small town of Edgeville. From there, it would be a straight shot to Falador.
Ranin looked up from his thoughts and saw a group of giant spiders following him at a short distance. As a follower of Zamorak, he projected an aura that most weak minded creatures would find frightening. Humans and stronger creatures were not affecter by this however.
He turned and faced the spiders and sent a blast of pure mental horror out of the palms of his hands. The spiders let out an agonized screech and crawled of into the distance. He continued his walking with a grin until he suddenly stopped at the ditch.
"Just one more test and I can take the trials." He thought to himself.
The ditch was only the first step on his journey to joining the Knights of Zamorak and fighting foe the ultimate cause.
He took a step forward and jumped...