Hi everyone, I just wanted to make everyone aware of some minor changes to my story. Mainly the Title is now simply A Fable brought to Life. I had the A Reaver and Ben Finn love triangle story so that when people searched for Reaver and/or Ben they would find my story. I am still pretty new to this so I didn't realize that it could be found from the story description, which has also been changed slightly. Now all I really need are some tips on getting more reviews... Perhaps someone could give me some tips... perhaps in the form of a review... I really do appreciate the few reviews and followers I have already received. Thank you. :)
"What! Oh my god Reaver that's wonderful!" Brom shows the boys into the room, "What's wonderful? Hi Reaver, thanks for giving us a hand with our shooting." Kris says rather stiffly. Reaver looks up at him questioningly, he is tall but Kris is six foot six leaving Reaver an inch or two below him. I but in before anything can start between the two of them. "Reavers found out where Walter is." Kris looks at me surprised and back at Reaver who is now looking rather smug. "Indeed, why don't we all sit down and discuss this new information before we get our barrels blazing shall we?" Reaver motions to Brom and sits down at his desk as we all settle ourselves on the lounge. I make introductions and Reaver asks us if we want a drink once Brom has finished making his martini. After I scold the boys for wanting to drink before firing a gun they all refuse and we get into our first hero meeting.
"Now, Sir Walter has not been the easiest man to find and with good reason. He fled the castle a few nights ago after the King executed some innocent protesters." Yeah yeah, most of us know all this, "But he has been spotted staying at the Brightwall Inn, apparently he's in hiding and has been searching for a particular rebellion that has been rumored to be growing." Huh? "So does he already know about our plans to overthrow Logan?" Ok, things look like they are going to be slightly different from the game. "Well no, apparently this rebellion was started some months ago, so before you and your friends arrived to Albion." Oh Page, right. "Of course." I say under my breath and look at Kris and the others that know the game who seem to also understand. "What do you mean 'of course'?" Reaver asks me suspiciously. Shit! "Um, it's just not that surprising that someone else has started trying to make a change here." He seems to accept that, thank god.
Me and my friends that are hero's decide to leave for Brightwall in three days to find Walter and propose our alliance. I guess we will be telling him about the whereabouts of Page in the sewers since we know where she is and he doesn't. I wonder how much of these events will be altered. I have to save myself again when I refuse horses for the journey as I know we will have to travel through the sewers since the monorail has either crashed or is about to crash and I am not going to risk that. I cover up by saying that I've heard rumors about this particular monorail and it sounds suspiciously like the machines our people had in the past that tragically killed so many people in terrible accidents due to our lack of technology. This also is enough for Reaver not to question and he agrees that the Bowerstone sewers are close enough to travel to by foot. But when it come to Reaver not coming with us... well that is a different story.
"And what on earth makes you think you will be able to find Brightwall let alone arrive there in one piece without someone who knows what they are doing." Kris's head snaps to me, and he looks pissed. Ok, yes I told him that much, but Kris doesn't seem too worried now that he see's Reaver is helping us. For now... "Over the next three days we will train hard, and we have more chance than a group of normal travelers of making it to Brightwall. The only problem is the directions which you will show us on a map." He stands up to protest, "I don't think so... " but I interrupt. "Reaver, no offense but Walter is not going to accept our appeal if you are with us. At least let me talk to him before he knows you're involved." Reaver doesn't look happy and my brother starts to notice the essence of our tension. I give Reaver a look that makes him roll his eyes and stride out of the room casually. "Well come along then, if you want to train up we better get started."
Training goes surprisingly well, it doesn't take long for Reaver to get my friends that are gifted with being a hero to shoot straight. The others however obviously need more practice. A couple of them get slightly hurt but even after a couple of hours of using there powers they heal almost instantly, causing Reaver and I to exchange worried looks. Well the theory must be right, it's only me who will be affected when using too much power. At least my friends and brother will be safe, I think to myself. When even James and Bushy are hitting close to the bulls eye, (and feeling rather proud of themselves being only plain humans) we decide to break out the swords for awhile. After that Reaver gives me and Kris one target to obliterate with our fireballs, which he watches with a look of pride on his face.
Over the next couple of days we all train hard, us hero's for our upcoming journey to Brightwall and the others to protect themselves and my parents while we are away. Harold keeps his word and gives us all a few hours of sword training and being in Bowerstone gives me a chance to settle the payments for the houses I'm buying and tell Mum and Dad about our trip away in a few days. They seem upset that our plans are going into motion so soon but they accept that this first step needs to be taken. Reaver also finds three well trained horses and a carriage that can fit eight people for us to purchase. He also organizes someone to give us a lesson in riding them and what not. This way if I need the three hero's they can ride to me quickly whereas if all of my friends and family need to travel they can use the carriage while two of us can ride with them. Although we now have everything we need in our new and different home, I notice anxiously that almost three quarters of Reavers loan has been spent.
The day before we leave we all decide to rest up after three days of non stop practicing and spend the day shopping for supplies and preparing for our journey. I have lunch with everyone at Bowerstone and we all agree that James and Bushy will stay with our parents while we are away. I hug them before heading back to Reavers for the night and promise them we will be back in a few days. I stop at the cells and ask Harold to keep an eye on the house while we are gone just encase.
That night is awkward at dinner and Reaver and I are both quite until I face him and demand a talk. We are in his study when I decide to make it clear to him my intentions for this land and who I really am. Something that I know he must understand but hasn't actually been talked about. "Reaver, you do realize why you can't come. I and the people that want to change this place have nothing but the people's safety in mind... " His expression doesn't change and I know I have to be more blunt. "I know the person you are and I wouldn't blame anyone if they judged me because I'm mixed up with you. You've killed countless of innocent people for Christ sake! You have to see that... " He seems to know where I'm going, and he seems to resent it. "See that what?" He demands. "See that I am not like that! I can't stand by you if I ever see or hear of you hurting someone, I'm so surprised that it hasn't already happened!"
We stand in silence for awhile and I'm about to thank him for all he's done and walk out because I know he doesn't want to change. "Nicola... " I look at him struggling for words, "What Reaver?" I'll give him one chance. "I know I'm not the most moral hero with all my drinking and partying... " "and killing!" I add. "All right, and killing! But I also know that I am not willing to risk losing you! I can't say that I don't want to kill imbeciles who dare to get in my way or test my patience... " I glare at him across the room, "but I won't touch a hair on anybody's head if that simple act means that you would leave!" he finishes firmly. He is sincere and nearly collapse from the relief that floods through me at the fact that Reaver and I are not over. What ever the hell we even have, it's not over.
"Ok, thank you Reaver... for understanding." I think I hear something at the window and stop to look through it. It is dark outside and i can't see anything but after a moment I figure nothing's amiss and turn back to Reaver sighing heavily. "Everythings happening so fast. My plans are unfolding so quickly and I do have you to thank for that. Soon this place will be different, once Logan is out of the way I'm going to make some big changes around here and I'm not going to let anyone get in my way!" Reaver is back to his old self and is grinning from ear to ear. "Well if anybody can do it I'm sure you can my dear." What is he thinking I wonder to myself. Does he really care for me so much that he's willing to fully support this needed rescuing of the people of Albion from someone who is no better than himself? Or is there something else. I sigh and put my worries aside and start to cross the room to join him.
Crash! But then the window shatters and glass sprays into the room. I'm in shock as Page rolls in and confronts Reaver who is closest to the smashed window. What the fu... Next second I'm stunned into utter silence as my heart drops and Ben Finn jumps into the room and faces me, his sword held high and ready to strike me and the fury of battle in his blue eyes. Oh my god Ben! At the very last second I come to my senses and dodge Ben's sword that slashes past me. Whoa! Fuck! Reaver don't hurt them! Please! I forget about Ben for a moment in front of me as I strive to get Reaver to hear me. And obey me. "Reaver! Just knock her out! Don't kill her!" I'm instantly relieved to see him simply backhand her across the face as she tries to lunge at him with her sword and she slumps to the floor in a heap. I turn back to Ben... but not before he drives his sword right into my heart.
Before anything can happen, or I can even take in what has happened I punch Ben as hard as I can knocking him out also before Reaver can try to do anything to him. I quickly pull out the sword and drop it on the floor before I can think about it and then stumble as the pain starts to ebb into my consciousness. Although my vision starts to blur I see Reaver run to me and catch me just before I hit the floor along with Ben and Page. Huh, I didn't even know I was falling, I think dumbly. I hear myself beg Reaver to not harm them and only to restrain them for now. I can't even remember who I'm talking about as I slip in and out of consciousness. For what seems like eternity I'm taken away to another place, another dimension it seems. And there, nothing matters... Nothing even exists.
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