King Roran and The Brave 300
Chapter 1
This Chapter is rated: K+
AN: Okay guys, This is basically a mix of the plot line of the movie/story of the 300 Spartans mixed around with the inheritance cycle, injected with humor. I think you will enjoy it... for those of you that don't know the story of the 300, you can read it directly below.
HOPE YOU ENJOY! (Bob the Builder October 2011)
Back story
For those of you unfamiliar with the tail of the brave 300, (If you don't know, I'm amazed at your lack of historical knowledge) allow me to fill you in.
Back in the day, to be exact, Ancient Greece, was in turmoil. (much like it is today) The mighty Persian empire was about to invade Greece. At the time Persia was the most powerful empire in the world. Their army numbered from 100,000 to 300,000, and was one of the largest military forces ever assembled at the time.
Greece however was not doing at well as it's powerful neighbor. Greece was split up into many city states that were constantly attacking each other, and therefore weakening all of them. But when the great Persian army came crushing into Greece, all that changed.
Due to the threat that Persia represented to all of greece, the city states decided to team up (Something unheard of for them) and work together to hold off the Persian Force. However, many of the city states belived that Persia could not be beaten, and were reluctant to join the battles.
One of these city states was SPARTA. Even though they arguably were the greatest fighters the world had ever seen, they were not ready to fully commit themselves to full war. Instead the council decided to send a smaller force. A force of 300.
The 300 were the best of the best. All Spartans were taken away from their families at the age of seven, and forced into brutal military training that only half of them survived. From there they were pushed into the military were they were used to crush other city states for their resources. And from there, the 300 were picked. Only men that had proven themselves in battle many times, had born at least one child, and were in top physical condition were chosen.
In other words they were the delta force of the ancient world. They were all but unstoppable.
When they met the Persian army at the battle of Thermopylae, the 300(and other soldiers from other city states) went head on against a force over twenty times in number, and hundreds of times more powerful.
In the end of the battle, the 300, and the other Greeks that participated in the battle were killed. But that's not the point. The point is they took 20,000+ Persians with them.
Because of the Spartans sacrifice, the Greeks later retook their land, and stopped the invasion. And their names were burned into history, to be remembered for all of human history.
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Roran stared glumly out into the distance. He was hiding in the foothills of the spine, hiding from the Ra'zac who were waiting for him back in Carvahall. Roran was bored out of his mind to say the least, and he desperately wanted to go home and make out with his girlfriend Katrina.
Roran was about to pass into slumber when an explosion lit up the cloudy sky. Roran was blasted off his feet, and tumbled down the mountainous landscape like a smooth stone skipping on water.
When the world finally stopped spinning and hurting, Roran opened his eyes and saw that he had fallen about a third of a league from his campsite.
Just great... He thought, random explosions... I guess it is to be expected when you're in the spine...
Roran trudged back up the mountain grumbling and cursing about his bruises all the way. When he finally made it back up, he hunched over and put his hands on his knees, panting with the effort of the climb. When he finally lifted his head, all he could do was gape in shock.
A massive crater had replaced his campsite. The crater was still smoldering, and many of the rocks near it were glowing cherry red. But in the center of the crater lay the strangest thing of all.
It had a hard cover, and hundreds of thin paper like membranes coming out of it, each of which held a unique pattern of black and white squiggles. Roran carefully picked his way through the burning hot remains of his camp, trying to get a closer look. When he was only a few feet away from the mysterious object, he leaned over and picked it up.
what is it? He wondered.
Roran inspected it for several minutes until he figured out what he was holding.
It's a book!
Roran smiled as he held it. He didn't know much about books, but he knew that if you could find a person who could read, books contained massive amounts of wisdom and knowledge. As he stared at the pages, he felt a longing in his heart.
I wish I could read... Roran thought, if only Garrow was here... he was... smart. He knew how to... uhhh... read.
But just as he was about to turn and leave, another explosion shook the earth. Roran swore and dove to safety behind a tree.
"Why are there so many bloody explosions here!"
When he was sure that the explosions had passed, he looked back into the crater and saw that something else had appeared. It was a stone. The stone was smooth and polished, and had runes etched into it.
But Roran did not attempt to retrieve it. Instead, he waited for a while, trying to decide if the forest would explode again if he went into the crater. But after a while he grew bored again, and throwing caution to the wind, he walked over and picked it up.
A deep voice filled his head.
Welcome to Rosetta's STONE, the fastest and most reliable way to learn a new language!
The rock said.
Before he could do so much as flinch, the stone began injecting knowledge into his thick hill billy skull.
When the process was over, Roran doubled over in the worst headache he had felt in years. Trying to sooth himself, Roran curled up into a ball, closed his eyes, and began sucking his thumb. His head was throbbing with letters and words, commas and periods. He went on like that for several minutes until his new found knowledge settled down in his brain.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that Rosetta's stone had disintegrated.
But when he stood up something magical happened. He looked at the book in his hand and read.
The Brave 300 and The Battle of Thermopylae, it read.
His mouth agape in shock, Roran turned the cover aside, and began to read the words printed inside the book.
I cannot comprehend this enlightenment! I can now read! The idea pleased Roran, but then began to bother him.
Why did I say 'comprehend' and 'enlightenment'...? He wondered, I don't even know what those words mean!
Pushing these thoughts from his mind, Roran sat down in the middle of the smoldering crater and began to read the The Brave 300 and The Battle of Thermopylae.
It was a fantastic tale. It told of how the people from a village named Sparta defended the land of Greece from the Persian Empire. And best of all, only 300 men stopped the entire army!
What a wonderful tale! Roran thought filled with hope, I wish I could be as cool as the Spartans... But Roran was pushed out of his daydreams when Horst swore at him from the top of the crater.
"GREAT GOOGLY' MOOGLY' RORAN!" The blacksmith shouted, "YOU'RE SUPPOSE TO BE HIDING FROM THE EMPIRE NOT BLOWING THE WHOLE DAMNED SPINE UP!"
"Hey Horst guess what!" Roran shouted back to the bewildered blacksmith, "I can read!"
Horst looked down at Roran, and was at a loss of words. There was a boy who was on the empires most wanted list, blasting holes in mountain, sitting in a crater several meters deep, sitting and minding his own business, reading!
"By Steel 'n Iron Roran, you're a strange kid 'y know that? There's just not many people like you... and I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing..." The blacksmith said trailing off, "But I suppose we should 'otta back to the Carvahall. We've been having a hard time down there, and those soldiers ar' getting in oar' way... So if you would get out of that crater, 'n follow me back, it would be... Um greatly appreciated I guess..."
Roran sighed, closed his book, and following the blacksmith out of the mountains.
Perhaps Eragon was right... The spine isn't such a bad place after all!
AN: So how about it guys? I wrote this in 2011, back when I was a brand name for Inheritance Cycle FanFiction. I found this old story in my google drive account, so I thought I would put it up for shits and giggles. There are about 5 chapters of it I think, so I'll add more later.
