The Death Clan
Ch. 1 The First war.
Sethen, one of the leaders of the Death Clan held the message tightly with his left hand and a lantern in his right. He was reading a message from the Death Clan's King, Kyonshee the sixth. "Sethen- I am at my throne of our very kingdom right now as I write to you. This is a very hard time for our great kingdom of Clementia. We have very little of anything and our island is not known to the lands of Runescape. The only thing our kingdom is known for is our powerful clan. I want you to call every member of the Death clan to the hideout in Draynor and get prepared for war
-Kyonshee the sixth"
"War?" Sethen whispered under his breath. "With whom? This mustn't be all the letter is it isn't even finished?" Sethen pondered for a brief moment. "He must be sending a letter when the clan is ready for war." Sethen took the letter and threw it into a fire he made. "Can't let anyone else besides the clan see it." Sethen glanced at the road ahead of him and saw Youdsif, a great mage leading a band of twenty-five great mages for the clan. "Men!" Sethen yelled to the five men helping him guard the clans entrance. " There is some more clan members open the manhole!" At the very instant Sethen completed the order the men got to work the open Draynors sewers main entrance. Sethen walked down the road until him and the great mage were only mere feet from each other. " Password?" Sethen asked with a grin. " Errr…. Did we just get that?" Youdsif asked. "I was joking now come inside the fort and wait until the rest come." Sethen replied shaking hands with his first friend in his life and the one who saved it. Sethen remembered what had happened when he was a kid. It was a hot summer day and Sethen and some kids he just met that he thought was his friends were going into the wilderness to fight and train. " I don't have a weapon though!." Sethen said when they told him to come along. " You can just take all the money you have and buy one off of someone." The leader of the gang said. "Al right but isnt it dangerous?" Sethen asked. " Quit being a sissy and come along." The leader said. Sethen had a bad feeling in his gut but he stayed with the gang till the deep wildy. "Boys get him." Sethen heard the leader say. "What!" Sethen cried and started running. "Get that sissy lets kill him!" The leader said with an evil grin that gave Sethen nightmares. Sethen remembered running and running until he got caught. " NO!" Sethen yelled crying. "Don't kill me please!" "Why should we? We need the training if we want to start a powerful clan!" The leader said. Out of nowhere a firebolt came upon the two holding Sethen down killing them instantly. "What the?" The leader then teleported saying "Zam shall rise again!" Sethen then came out of the flashback being punched in the gut by a highwayman. "Give me all ya' money or ill kill ya'!" The highwayman said. Sethen punched the highwayman with one blow and ran back to his post. Sethen remembered the kids name!
"Zamoria? Zamokian? Zazamor? C'mon what is it?" Sethen then had an awful thought and knew the answer. "Zamorak!" "Hey Sara…." One of the guards yelled being interrupted by Sethen. "That's not my name its just a name I got crowned Temple Guardian with!" Sethen yelled angrily. "My bad sir but the rest is here we need to get into shelter until the last messenger arrives!" The guard yelled. "Sethen looked at the market guards and saw them getting the others. " Get in they found us!" Sethen yelled back to the guard drawing his bow and loading an arrow. Fling! Fling! Floop! Sethen shot two guards dead but missed the last one entirely. Sethen loaded one more arrow and retreated to the opening of the sewers. Sethen aimed and shot. Fling!Bang! Sethen's arrow hit hard against the market guards plate body and went entirely through! The market guard slowly fell onto his knees and fell backwards dead. Sethen got into the manhole and closed the top. At his first site he saw two guards waiting for him. "How was your battle Sethen?" One of them asked laughing. "You must be drunk?" Sethen said mocking him. "NO! This is only my 7th beer!" the guard said. "Well no beer on duty, stay at your post and give me that!"
