The Lion War
By Shadow the Hanyou
NOTES: Okay. I'm gonna' skip the whole lengthy flashback, because nobody wants 5 chapters extolling what happened. We'll just sum it up in about a chapter and a half.
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Shadow started to speak. "2 years ago, Royal abandoned his friends, his family, and his home. He then met me under, to say the least, extenuating circumstances..." The screen then started to fade out, and everyone but Lavitz freaked out, because the church had already given him his 401K and the rest of the day off for good work. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Royal was on the run from more guards. He threw an Axe at one, then ducked through the sewers. He cut a corner, then came back up. He ducked, rolled, and ran down an alley. He then used his inner powers to ignore the immense height of the buildings surrounding him, and he jumped on top of one. He dashed across three more buildings in this fashion, and looked like he would make it out of town...
Well, until he took that HUMONGOUS slip on that randomly plased banana peel. As he was falling through the glass celing, he pondered the fact that bananas went out of season a few months ago. Not to mention...
He hit the floor, face first. As he was recovering from his death leap, a kid came up to him, a look of conern on his face.
"You alright? It looks like you tripped the burglary system."
"You mean the banana peel?"
"Of course! This is a military base/shelter. We're just poor people, plus we rely on government funding. You expected something better? It seemed to work on you," the boy said, offering him a hand.
"Thank you. My name is Royal Swordsman. What is yours?"
"Shadow Ruglias. And before you ask, this is a hobo training camp, not a shelter for the military."
"Thank you for clearing that up," he said, picking a piece of glass out of his hair. 'No damage... That's good. The shoddy healthcare would've been the death of me.' He then followed Shadow to the training camp.
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Azu stared at him with a bit of bemusement. "That's it? That is it?"
"There's a reason why he ran away, you know. A very GOOD reason."
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2 days later, as you might expect, Shadow was called to take care of, you guessed it, a gang of bandits. Royal refused to let Shadow's team of weakling peasents be defeated that easily. He offered his expert help in dealing with them, out of the 'kindness' of his own heart. He was actually, hoping to hitch a ride with the leader.
Either way, when the troops both came on to the field, Royal's bow had already taken down 3 bandits and injured another. But they were still outnumbered 4:1. Shadow had another trick up his sleeve.
"Fires from the depths of hell, incinerate the faint of heart with your blazing might! CORONA STORM!!!!"
The fires burnt through many of the bandits. Unfortunately, it was still 2:1. With nothing left to do, a mercenary ran up and threw a rock at a thief's head, taking him out.
The other thieves then scurried away with shouts of "He threw a rock! This guy means buisness!!!!!"
Shadow and Royal sweatdropped at the recruit. The recruit held the rock up, chanted something, and then gently tossed it to a comrade. Her eyes grew wide, and she ran off in fear. "I call it a fear stone. Think of it as a combonation of the skills Threaten, Foxbird, and Chicken. They all fear me. Just one touch, and anyone will run. Especially those pansy elves. What pathetic losers. Even the dark ones are such wim-"
Shadow had the recruit by the throat. "Don't speak unkindly of others when your only skill is fear. When one of you loses faith in your abilities, then that rock is worthless." He then threw the cocky teen to the ground. "Recruit 7, what is your name?"
"It's Riglet. Hanta Riglet. And if you EVER touch me again, I will personally see to it you're BOTH decomissioned. Mr. Royal, you should have more control over your peers," he said.
"Personally, your neck would have a pleasent draft right now if I was the one who had gotten to you."
Hanta gulped, then quickly ran back to his quarters.
"I wasn't standing up for JUST you, you know," Shadow said, quietly. "You may be a pure elf," he started, which drew a suprised look from Royal, "But I'm a mixture of three evil races. I'm a third drow elf, a third lich, and a third yokai. Nobody can know. They won't decomission me from this army; they're short on troops as it is. They don't need to lose a commander, as well. But I recieve prejudice from all who know about it. I don't expect you to accept me. All of my bloodlines hate elves. Other elves, anyways." He then gave Royal a fleeting smile. Royal smiled back.
"I don't care who you are. I'm an outcast too. Notice: the ears," he pointed for emphasis. "I hate this stupid hood, though. How could you tell?"
"Your features...they're far to delicate for a human. Your nose, your fairly narrow eyes...the fact that you were using faerie fire to read by..."
"How could you tell it was-"
Shadow then lifted his finger. It was covered in a greenish blaze. "I know. I'm quite wordly, if I do say so myself." He then smiled. "You aren't the only elf here. And I'm not talking about myself. She's in that tent over there, the orange one. We leave for Indalia in the morning. This will probably be the only time in the next two days you'll get to introduce yourself. Maybe, she'll like you, unlike myself..." he said, trailing off. "An elven racist... God has a sense of humor. Ironies."
Royal then gave him a friendly pat on the back. He then walked over to the tent...
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Two days later, Royal was on the field, his newfound friend, Reyis, reloading her crossbow. She was probably to the opposite extremes as Royal. He had a two handed long bow, she had a crossbow. He had a two-handed Helix sword. She had a one-handed Knight's Sword. He had a small dagger made for quick strikes. She had a bowie knife for quickly rendering body parts uselsess, such as the heart, brain, and stomach.
Royal slashed through 2 enemies. Reyis slashed through 4. Shadow was busy charging a powerful spell. Royal slashed through 8. She slashed through 16. Shadow, done with the spell, killed the remaining 64 with an AOE fire spell that would make Ifrit green with envy. He then gave a grin and peace sign. Royal smirked back, and Reyis rolled her eyes. They then marched on to more battles, more enemies, and more rolling of heads and/or eyes.
They arrived at Indalia with time to spare. This would be the start of the finish. The beginning of the end. They decided to explore about town. Royal talked to Shadow about Reyis, and Shadow pretended to care.
"She's great...she's really nice, and she's so kind to everyone. Sometimes, I think she's the best thing that ever happened to me..."
'Go blow it out your ass,' he thought. "That's...great. Go find Ms. Riglet and tell her how you feel," he said, a light mocking tone coming from his mouth.
"Miss RIGLET? What on Earth are you-"
He never finished the sentence. A rock hit him in the back of the head. Instead of screaming in mortal terror, he was knocked the **** out. Shadow passed out too, but only because he didn't want to be blamed for this. Plus, he was waiting for the kid to snap anyhow. Hanta stood over the two, grinning like an idiot.
"What a shame. Maybe if you'd led an honest life, things wouldn't have turned out this-"
Shadow pulled him down, and proceeded to elbow his chest, cracking several ribs in the process.
"H to the mother******' Izzo, biatch," he said, then he was about to blow him up, when Hanta gave an evil grin.
"You kill me, I kill Reyis. And your friend wouldn't appreciate that, would he? I'll see you at Zeaklus, teacher," he said nonchantly, kicking Shadow's hand away.
"I think you had this planned from the beginning. But what you don't know WILL hurt you, probably kill you as well."
"What are you talking about?"
"Fear is lost when hope is lost. With no hope, all that floods within you is rage. Once that rage peaks, it becomes power. One simply channels the rage to where he or she sees fit. I know what you are going to do. It will not work. You will die. And you will quite actually feel his blade sinking in to you. You will feel the life drain from your body. And you will feel his karmic force destroy your presence from this Earth," he finished, smirking. He then picked up Royal's prone form and headed to Zeaklus.
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"Royal, I'm going to be very honest: I don't give a damn what happens to Reyis. I will help you save her, but I will not put my life on the line. She- Well, don't get your hopes up," Shadow said, not wanting to reveal his vision. Royal was going to flip out anyways. Plus, he didn't want to mess with fate here. She was to die (YAHOOI!) and Royal was going to go nuts (SHHWEET!). This was going to be the last time I saw him for 3 years...
~§Fin§~
By Shadow the Hanyou
NOTES: Okay. I'm gonna' skip the whole lengthy flashback, because nobody wants 5 chapters extolling what happened. We'll just sum it up in about a chapter and a half.
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Shadow started to speak. "2 years ago, Royal abandoned his friends, his family, and his home. He then met me under, to say the least, extenuating circumstances..." The screen then started to fade out, and everyone but Lavitz freaked out, because the church had already given him his 401K and the rest of the day off for good work. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Royal was on the run from more guards. He threw an Axe at one, then ducked through the sewers. He cut a corner, then came back up. He ducked, rolled, and ran down an alley. He then used his inner powers to ignore the immense height of the buildings surrounding him, and he jumped on top of one. He dashed across three more buildings in this fashion, and looked like he would make it out of town...
Well, until he took that HUMONGOUS slip on that randomly plased banana peel. As he was falling through the glass celing, he pondered the fact that bananas went out of season a few months ago. Not to mention...
He hit the floor, face first. As he was recovering from his death leap, a kid came up to him, a look of conern on his face.
"You alright? It looks like you tripped the burglary system."
"You mean the banana peel?"
"Of course! This is a military base/shelter. We're just poor people, plus we rely on government funding. You expected something better? It seemed to work on you," the boy said, offering him a hand.
"Thank you. My name is Royal Swordsman. What is yours?"
"Shadow Ruglias. And before you ask, this is a hobo training camp, not a shelter for the military."
"Thank you for clearing that up," he said, picking a piece of glass out of his hair. 'No damage... That's good. The shoddy healthcare would've been the death of me.' He then followed Shadow to the training camp.
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Azu stared at him with a bit of bemusement. "That's it? That is it?"
"There's a reason why he ran away, you know. A very GOOD reason."
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2 days later, as you might expect, Shadow was called to take care of, you guessed it, a gang of bandits. Royal refused to let Shadow's team of weakling peasents be defeated that easily. He offered his expert help in dealing with them, out of the 'kindness' of his own heart. He was actually, hoping to hitch a ride with the leader.
Either way, when the troops both came on to the field, Royal's bow had already taken down 3 bandits and injured another. But they were still outnumbered 4:1. Shadow had another trick up his sleeve.
"Fires from the depths of hell, incinerate the faint of heart with your blazing might! CORONA STORM!!!!"
The fires burnt through many of the bandits. Unfortunately, it was still 2:1. With nothing left to do, a mercenary ran up and threw a rock at a thief's head, taking him out.
The other thieves then scurried away with shouts of "He threw a rock! This guy means buisness!!!!!"
Shadow and Royal sweatdropped at the recruit. The recruit held the rock up, chanted something, and then gently tossed it to a comrade. Her eyes grew wide, and she ran off in fear. "I call it a fear stone. Think of it as a combonation of the skills Threaten, Foxbird, and Chicken. They all fear me. Just one touch, and anyone will run. Especially those pansy elves. What pathetic losers. Even the dark ones are such wim-"
Shadow had the recruit by the throat. "Don't speak unkindly of others when your only skill is fear. When one of you loses faith in your abilities, then that rock is worthless." He then threw the cocky teen to the ground. "Recruit 7, what is your name?"
"It's Riglet. Hanta Riglet. And if you EVER touch me again, I will personally see to it you're BOTH decomissioned. Mr. Royal, you should have more control over your peers," he said.
"Personally, your neck would have a pleasent draft right now if I was the one who had gotten to you."
Hanta gulped, then quickly ran back to his quarters.
"I wasn't standing up for JUST you, you know," Shadow said, quietly. "You may be a pure elf," he started, which drew a suprised look from Royal, "But I'm a mixture of three evil races. I'm a third drow elf, a third lich, and a third yokai. Nobody can know. They won't decomission me from this army; they're short on troops as it is. They don't need to lose a commander, as well. But I recieve prejudice from all who know about it. I don't expect you to accept me. All of my bloodlines hate elves. Other elves, anyways." He then gave Royal a fleeting smile. Royal smiled back.
"I don't care who you are. I'm an outcast too. Notice: the ears," he pointed for emphasis. "I hate this stupid hood, though. How could you tell?"
"Your features...they're far to delicate for a human. Your nose, your fairly narrow eyes...the fact that you were using faerie fire to read by..."
"How could you tell it was-"
Shadow then lifted his finger. It was covered in a greenish blaze. "I know. I'm quite wordly, if I do say so myself." He then smiled. "You aren't the only elf here. And I'm not talking about myself. She's in that tent over there, the orange one. We leave for Indalia in the morning. This will probably be the only time in the next two days you'll get to introduce yourself. Maybe, she'll like you, unlike myself..." he said, trailing off. "An elven racist... God has a sense of humor. Ironies."
Royal then gave him a friendly pat on the back. He then walked over to the tent...
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Two days later, Royal was on the field, his newfound friend, Reyis, reloading her crossbow. She was probably to the opposite extremes as Royal. He had a two handed long bow, she had a crossbow. He had a two-handed Helix sword. She had a one-handed Knight's Sword. He had a small dagger made for quick strikes. She had a bowie knife for quickly rendering body parts uselsess, such as the heart, brain, and stomach.
Royal slashed through 2 enemies. Reyis slashed through 4. Shadow was busy charging a powerful spell. Royal slashed through 8. She slashed through 16. Shadow, done with the spell, killed the remaining 64 with an AOE fire spell that would make Ifrit green with envy. He then gave a grin and peace sign. Royal smirked back, and Reyis rolled her eyes. They then marched on to more battles, more enemies, and more rolling of heads and/or eyes.
They arrived at Indalia with time to spare. This would be the start of the finish. The beginning of the end. They decided to explore about town. Royal talked to Shadow about Reyis, and Shadow pretended to care.
"She's great...she's really nice, and she's so kind to everyone. Sometimes, I think she's the best thing that ever happened to me..."
'Go blow it out your ass,' he thought. "That's...great. Go find Ms. Riglet and tell her how you feel," he said, a light mocking tone coming from his mouth.
"Miss RIGLET? What on Earth are you-"
He never finished the sentence. A rock hit him in the back of the head. Instead of screaming in mortal terror, he was knocked the **** out. Shadow passed out too, but only because he didn't want to be blamed for this. Plus, he was waiting for the kid to snap anyhow. Hanta stood over the two, grinning like an idiot.
"What a shame. Maybe if you'd led an honest life, things wouldn't have turned out this-"
Shadow pulled him down, and proceeded to elbow his chest, cracking several ribs in the process.
"H to the mother******' Izzo, biatch," he said, then he was about to blow him up, when Hanta gave an evil grin.
"You kill me, I kill Reyis. And your friend wouldn't appreciate that, would he? I'll see you at Zeaklus, teacher," he said nonchantly, kicking Shadow's hand away.
"I think you had this planned from the beginning. But what you don't know WILL hurt you, probably kill you as well."
"What are you talking about?"
"Fear is lost when hope is lost. With no hope, all that floods within you is rage. Once that rage peaks, it becomes power. One simply channels the rage to where he or she sees fit. I know what you are going to do. It will not work. You will die. And you will quite actually feel his blade sinking in to you. You will feel the life drain from your body. And you will feel his karmic force destroy your presence from this Earth," he finished, smirking. He then picked up Royal's prone form and headed to Zeaklus.
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"Royal, I'm going to be very honest: I don't give a damn what happens to Reyis. I will help you save her, but I will not put my life on the line. She- Well, don't get your hopes up," Shadow said, not wanting to reveal his vision. Royal was going to flip out anyways. Plus, he didn't want to mess with fate here. She was to die (YAHOOI!) and Royal was going to go nuts (SHHWEET!). This was going to be the last time I saw him for 3 years...
~§Fin§~