Hey guys ^^,
This is my first time after a long time I start writing fanfics again.
I know my writing is pretty immature and lame, but please keep reading and give me your thought about it. I might improve after some chapters.
PS: My chapters will get much longer after the first few, so do not worry about the length! :D
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"Garharharharharhar, this is truly what you can call life, right boys?" A deep manly voice declared. The man was 8 ft tall. He had a barbarian like body with a snake like tattoo on his fore arm.
He wore a brown leather waistcoat which is left open showing up his well-toned body. He had also brown spiky hair, which seemed kind of fake if you looked at them too long.
Somewhere deep down in Clover Town, there was a large building, being hidden by the forest surrounding it. It was the headquarter of a so called group of thugs called ´The Frightful Dragons´. They had been causing trouble to the town folk for quite a long time. It seemed like no one had the courage to mess with them...
Shouts supporting his announcement echoed through the dimmed light restaurant.
"We are truly the frightful dragons, Boss. With no one standing in our way we will soon be as rich as one of those noblemen.", claimed another voice to the group.
The men laughed and raised their glasses.
"On our boss Richey, who brought us back on our path!"
"AYE!"
They drank and truly enjoyed their victory. Some time ago those men had no good future in sight. After some magicians showed up and beat their asses, they were broken apart, but when Richey showed up, everything went upward again. And now they really had the feeling they could take over the world together.
"Huh? The rum is out already?", said a surprised voice.
"No problem boys. I will go get some." A large man stood up from the bar and made his way to the door. He looked like a bodybuilder. Clearly no man to mess around casually.
"Thanks Vice-cap´. You are a life safer!"
While he made his way to the door, he suddenly heard a knocking on the door.
"Hm? Who is th-.."
" BOOOOOOM!"
Suddenly the front door crash open, hitting the man thus sending him flying backward into the wooden bar wall, taking some other clueless men with him.
While all men, still shocked and full of disbelieve from what just happened, looked at the hole on the wall, a silhouette was standing there.
"W-Who are you?!", stammered one of them scared.
The silhouette, still in the light, made some steps forward and revealed himself as a knight with black armor, around 6 ft. tall with a great sword on his back. His long navy blue cape gave him a somewhat heroic appearance. He gulped.
"I am the light who overcomes the shadow. I am the henchman of justice. I am the sword of the poor. I am the..."
Silence shot through the room.
"Dammit, I forgot the last phrase..." He looked around embarrassed. "Mind if I repeat myself?"
The crowd was clearly enraged.
"I hope ya got a good reason for beating up my boys and for smashing up our headquarter. " Richey shouted at him, now instead of a bottle of whiskey a giant bat in the hand.
"Well, I got a little request here telling me that there is some little gang striving around here, so I came around bringing you some justice. Submit yourselves and I promise you I will show you mercy." The silver knight explained while he waved around a piece of paper.
"Did he just call us..." Started a voice.
"Little gang." Finished another voice.
The situation heated up while the thugs looked at each other confused. Then they fumbled out bats, maces and swords.
"Boys, make sure you leave him somewhat alive so I can torture him a bit." A grin appeared on Richey's face.
The knight sighed after hearing his statement.
"Negotiations failed." The knight pulled out his greatsword, ready to strike down the first few who dared to attack him.
Some goon tried his luck by swinging down his hammer on him, but the swordsman caught it easily in the air with his bare hand. Then he threw the hammer at his friends. Almost too easily he knocked out those in front of him with a mere blow with the broadside of his fierce weapon. He then proceeded doing so while more and more men fell against the wall unconscious. The knight had it pretty easy till he reached Richey, who wildly slashed around with his giant weapon.
The knight easily dodged his strikes and then proceeded by kicking him into his guts, making Richey fall behind a few steps, groaned in pain. Although it was shown that it was quite a strong strike since the wooden floor under him cracked up.
´Quite hard to fight as swordsman when you have to let your enemies alive´, the knight sighed while looking at his opponent.
"You seem to have quite the strength in your arms, big man." Although he wore a helmet, you could feel him smirking. "But you have bad luck facing a swordsman like me."
"I´m gonna take revenge that you humiliated my men!", Richey angrily declared and charged forward.
This time the knight didn´t dodge his attack, but attacked at the same time. As the bat touched the sword, it exploded into tiny wood splinter, surprising the man.
"Checkmate!", the knight happily called out and hit Richey with the broadside, sending him straight into the dream world.
Turning around, he looked over ´the field of destruction´, but his work has still not ended.
While he tied them up, one of the defeated thugs asked, who he was.
"Oh, right! I didn´t tell you guys my name." The knight raised his stature. "I´m Artorias, S-Class mage of Fairy Tail, at your service."
"T-T-The Abysswalker of Fairy Tail?!" The mans eyes widened in disbelief. "We were truly stroke by bad luck this time." The thug fainted again.
"Guess I will call the Army of Fiore now." The knight stretched his arms and yawned. "Then off to Fairy Tail, my home."
After giving it some thought i decided to give my most favourite character from Dark Souls, Artorias, the chance as OC in Fairy Tail.
Although the only thing i got from Artorias is his appearance and his name. I kinda liked the thought of Artorias fighting for Justice in Fiore, so why not write a fanfic about it? :D
Hope you liked my prologue and don´t forget to review!