Chapter 3


*Meiku in Dunbarton*

Meiku paced pack and forth behind the Statue. "I need to find him." she muttered to herself, placing a blank stare to the ground.

"I'll mail Eldaron! Get some information on whats happening over there, then move to Tir."

She slinked her way towards the mailbox and placed a letter quietly into the slot. "C'mon Eldy! I need the information...."

A few minutes later, she became impatient and checked the mail.

"Finally! Thank you Eldaron!" she exclaimed as she ripped open the letter and began to read.

"Meiku,

Trouble seems to be brewing in Bangor. Apparently, she escaped. No one knows how, or why. But she's angry. Blew up half the Geirech Moon Gate!
Hurry back! Help calm things down.

Eldaron"

Meiku's eyes widened. "What?! How can this be! She is supposed to be stuck there! Forever! I have to hurry." she quickly mounted her horse, and made a run for Bangor.

"This is not good..."she whispered to herself in despair.

*with Meiku*

Running down the path that led to the Dragon Ruins, her horse slowed to a stop. "C'mon, what's wrong now?" She quickly unsummoned her horse, and ran across the rickety bridge.

Dust still filled the air, and bits of rocks laid around her. Horror struck her features as she saw Kolbold Miners sprawled out everywhere.

As she walked farther, she took a fearful glance at the Moon Gate. "How can one person do all this damage?!" she wondered in shock.

Making her way into Bangor, she hurried to find her Eldaron, in the rubble of stones and rocks. All that was left of her Precious home, Bangor.


*With Warriors before time with Meiku*

Patkau waved his hand in front of his face, trying to clear out the dust. "How did she get out?!" he exclaimed as he recognized the figure.

"Don't ask me!" called out Balto, "Ask her yourself!"

Dezaray shook her head, "This is the girl you were afraid of?! She is just a mere child! How much damage can she cause?" she asked, trying to figure out the danger.

Patkau and Titan took a brave step forward with swords drawn high, "Please, don't make us fight you!"

A shriek of laughter pierced through the air.

"A fight?! You dare challenge me? A sweet innocent girl?" her voice became child-like.

"Then you will die!" a horrid whisper reached their ears.

The mist had finally cleared, slowly uncovering the girl.

"No, You're not her!" Balto cried in disbelief.

Dezaray squinted at the form and looked to Patkau, "Who is she?" she asked, confusion hinted in her voice.

"She is Kirasha. She's been stuck in an underground dungeon for years. I guess she had gained enough experience, she's close to her level now."

Dezaray looked confused, glancing to the girl, Kirasha, and grimaced.

"You mean that we got all jumpy for a mere copy-cat?!" she asked.

Titan nodded, solemnly. "Even if she a copy-cat, she can still destroy a whole town."

Balto stood in front of Rasmi, listening to every word. Stealing a glance at Fyurious, he noticed that he was deep in thought.

"We don't have time to duel her. We need to get to the Prince and Princess! Fyurious, do you think you can take her?" Patkau asked, taking a step forward.

Fyurious grinned, "Of course! Do not doubt me."

Balto laughed, "We never did, but your still not forgiven for almost killing me."

The battle between Fyurious and Kirasha was intense. Swords clanged together in blocks and cuts were shown visibly.

Fyurious's sword had lost most of its durability in the fights before and was 4/20. Mentally cursing at his stupidity of not repairing it, He shoved it toward Balto.

A yelp was heard from behind. Balto, who hadn't seen the sword being thrown, was hit directly in the shin by the hilt, causing his shoulder wound to be reopened.

"Fyurious!" Princess Rasmi scolded the grown knight like a child, while he was trying to keep up with Kirasha, who decided hand to hand was a good thing.

Rasmi carefully stitched the wound back up, with a few winced of pain on Balto's part, and bandaged him again.

Patkau sat back and watched the bickering and the fighting; throwing in an icebolt or 2 when he thought was needed.

By the time the battle was over, Fyurious was covered in blood, not his mind you, and gleaming with pride.

"Oh great," Balto muttered, "His ego just got bigger." he sighed as Fyurious started showing off in from of the Princess.

Jealousy filled his thoughts, as he made a fake groan of pain. 'Take that, Fyurious!' he thought, with a smirk in Fyurious's direction.


*Bangor Disaster*

Fire flourished and filled the empty town of Bangor. All potions, and shops, fell mercilessly to the ground.

Mabinogians crawled on their hands and knees trying to find a safe place to hide. Cries of sorrow and pain filled the air as the fires slowly went out.

"My people!" Cried the new Queen Ambehr, "Please do not lose hope! We shall be saved from this tragedy!"

Some people nodded their heads, eager to listen to their new Queen. Others turned away, unable to take the sight in front of them.

It was just at that time, that the warriors walked into Bangor. They looked around in shock, and sorrow.

"Ambehr! What has happened to this poor town?" Patkau walked up to the Queen to ask, but the poor Queen shook her head.

Soon King Sneux came and placed his hand on Ambehr's. "The town was filled with fire, our buildings burn to the ground, our people coward in fear."

Sadness filled the New King's voice. His precious city, their people, gone in a blink of an eye.

Balto shivered, and looked around. Nothing was left. Barri Dungeon was sealed by a mountain of rocks. The young Priest was nowhere to be found, and it seemed like all hope of Bangor was....lost.


poor bangor...ah well what do you think?

R&R :D