Trevoor: For those of you who have read my other stories (Cricket chirping) you'll know normally I'd have a funny mini story with my muses, however to avoided spoilers we're skipping that at the moment, disclaimer please.
Isaac: Trev here doesn't own Runescape or any characters by XT-421, which he had to beg on his knees to use in this story-
Trevoor: HEY!
Isaac:-so remember he's not making money, so don't sue...
Playing with Fire
Ch. 1
The elven territories were near death silent during the night, the only sounds were the winds blowing and the wolves howling occasionally. Tonight, however, there was a new sound, a crunch on the wind that warned the days of autumn ticking closer and closer as they went. Up in the crystal tower of the castle in Prifddinas, the balcony doors we're flung open to embrace the nipping wind of the coming season. In this chilly room the figure of the elven princess, Raynee, hung her head sadly in front of her desk. The season change brought another event, her birthday.
"Probably the biggest holiday of the year" She scoffed to herself. While Raynee enjoyed hosting such a beloved party, there was a gift only one person could give that she wanted anymore. She wanted, more than anything else, to have the infamous dark wizard Trev, her oldest friend in the world, to climb the tower wall (like he always did) not to give a random hello and pick me up (which was always his reason), but instead to pronounce his love for her, to tell her that he only was then able to realize how much he cared for her. At least, that's what she'd dream about almost all day. Just because she's a princess doesn't mean she can't have unrealistic wants and dreams, she's not living in a fairy-tale just because she's royalty.
Her balcony doors were wide open to signal to him that his presence would be appreciated, although Trev never caught on to this subtle message and dropped by anytime he was nearby. While there were rumors that Valient's group, which included the dark wizard, was spending the night camping in the nearby forest, it was impossible to be sure. Raynee hoped that they we're in the area so they could be invited to her party at least, but there was no way to reach them from the twenty floor tower her room was in, and sneaking out the door wouldn't work with every elf in the kingdom, save her, the king, and a bartender, wanted him dead, including her guards. Raynee paced over to lean on the balcony railing and just look at the night sky while the wind played with her grass green gown and similar colored ponytail. Seeing a falling star light up in the night sky, the princess took a deep breath.
"I wish if Trev feels anything towards me, he'd just say it," she breathed to herself, feeling better for letting her thoughts out. Her slightly smiling face was plastered with shock when the star turned in midair and crashed into the forest several miles away, causing a crash that Zamorak's thunder would be jealous of. The logical thing to do would be report the strange occurrence quickly and investigate, however instinct won the battle and Raynee fainted where she stood.
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A wizard dressed in dark cloaks sat near a small flame somewhere in the elven territory. The blue hair he wore proudly hung sadly over his face as he changed the flame's size with deep breaths. He knew the Elven capital was north a bit, only a mile at most, and as much as he wanted too he couldn't go and tell Raynee, his closes friend after Valient, how deeply he cared for her, that he might love her. While doing this was a constant plan when he visited over the last few years, he was just too frightened about the possibility of rejection and loss of an old friend. To avoid this from happening he learned to just keep his mouth shut and stay friends. Besides, she was the princess; she could have every guy in the land line up if she wanted to. Letting out a deep sigh, the wizard almost extinguished the small flame.
"I'm cold as it is," A rough voice informed, "Could we please keep the fire we have? We're out of firewood, Trev."
"Well, Val, this entire forest is a bunch of firewood," Trev responded with a smirk.
A young man wearing a set of light blue armor plunked down next to the dark wizard, a rather annoyed expression taking over his face while he spoke, "Yeah, because using the forest as firewood worked so wonderfully last time, huh?" Trev's head hung down, his blue hiding the expression on his face while the sound of sniveling played like a broken record. "Come on," Valient pleaded sympathetically, "It wasn't your fault."
The reassurance however fell on deaf ears; Trev was never going to believe the comfort he got from his friends over the last two years. They we're dead wrong, he had chosen to side with the dark knights and go on a rampage that destroyed half of Gielinor (Millions of soldiers-One Fifteen year old boy, doing a great job guys...) in an endless flame.
Feeling desperate to change the topic, Valient spoke quietly, "Where's Aaron, he's supposed to be on guard right now," Trev merely pointed to the other side of the fire where a young teen was asleep up against a tree.
"He's your headache," The wizard mumbled emotionlessly, receiving a worried look from his friend.
"Thinking about Raynee," He stated rather than asked. The relationship between the wizard and princess was no secret except to each other. He swore that his friends might be the most oblivious people in the world. Trev just looked forward, his mouth curled into a grin.
"There's nothing here to remind me of her, now if we were in Crandor..." He looked sarcastically into the distance.
"Seriously, want to talk about it?" Valient asked getting slightly annoyed.
"Nothing to talk about," Trev retorted, looking away into the woods. Realizing this conversation was going nowhere, the warrior looked up at the night sky.
"Hey!" He exclaimed looking excited, "A falling star!" Trev only glanced at the streak flying across the starry night.
"Some bastard's getting lucky tonight," He mumbled. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed the falling star change direction and began growing closer. Wide eyed, he and his armored friend watched the ball of light land several yards away in the dense forest with an ear shattering crash.
Now partly awake, Aaron began grumbling, "If you wanted me up you could've asked." The older teens, however, weren't listening as they stared in shock in the direction the satellite had crashed down.
"Well call us bastards," Valient cheered as he ran towards the crash site with his light blue pickaxe swinging. A burst of smoke changed the staff in the wizard's hand into a pick of similar color as he ran after his partner. He was quickly followed by Aaron and Jade who had emerged from her tent both with steel gray picks to join in the event unfolding
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In a thirty foot wide and fifteen foot deep crater, a gleaming grey and purple creature rose from the hole it had created on entry. After checking everything was functioning properly after an unexpected call caused the crash-landing, the creature began to clean up the hole when it heard a rustling from approaching beings. To avoid blowing cover so early, the queer creature jumped up into a nearby tree.
"What in the name of Guthix? There's nothing here." A rough voice growled in frustration.
"Luck comes and goes, we'll have to wait till next time," Another, calmer voice explained.
"Aw, this was going to be my first falling star too..." A female voice whined, obviously distressed by the dead lead. The creature observed the humans curiously.
"They're speaking English. Strange, I rarely hear the same language twice," It told itself, becoming curious, "Never mind, I've got work to do." The metal demon snuck though the trees until it was out of sight before jumping into the air and flying away on dragon-like wings towards the crystal city in the distance. Arriving, trying to stay out of sight of the countless guards, the dark being landed on the balcony of the tower room above the castle. The strange creature walked inside the room to find a teenage girl knocked out on the floor, her hair rippled across the floor like frozen waves.
"Excuse me?" The metal man nudged the girl receiving a small groan, "Are you Raynee?"
The girl looked up to the strange sight before answering, her mind rather cloudy,
"Yes, who are you?" She asked as she got up.
"I am Xavier, model number XT-421 of the Rinocian Empire, I am a fully sentient artificial intelligence life form on a mission to heal the hearts of creatures throughout existence!" The response had given the princess enough time to clear her head, grasp the situation, and faint again. "I need to work on my greetingsā¦"
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Trevoor: If you didn't guess who the metal creature was you should probably go. Yes this is TrevXRaynee centric (Shipping nameTBA) but there will be tidbits of ValientXRaven (Shipping nameTBA) and AaronXJade (You get the idea, I don't have names yet), now stay tuned for stupidity, romance, action, and my trademark misadventures with my muses. Before I go can I ask if anyone has a Rinocian to English dictionary I can use? No, nobody? Oh well, Goodnight...
