I thought I had best put some Copyright information. I obviously don't own
Runescape, but do own Katana Blade, Harkin Blade and other occupants of
this Story. People in my story are played by:
Katana & Harkin: Me, I guess
Nakal: Bigaboys (I know you didn't say anything but…heh)
Iceblood: Iceboy77
The Blue Demon: Sam J. Jimmy
Sir Saiya: Saiyaman420
Jason the Strider: Strider3282
~More coming soon~
Book 1: Legacy
Chapter I: Katana Blade
Katana Blade was born two years before the war between the Black and White Knights ended. He had fiery red hair and was medium in height for his age. He had olive skin and a birthmark the shape of a Dragon on his right hand. At the age of ten he showed that he was an outstanding hand with the sword. He was enrolled in the Academy of Swordsmen, in Varrock at the age of thirteen.
He was an athletic youth and never showed any anger although he secretly had a strong hatred built up within himself. One day White Knights came to visit the Academy. Katana was extremely excited and woke up at three in the morning on the day of their arrival. He went out to meet them at the gates and when they cam into view he was disappointed. They were drunk and dreamy, they had discarded their armour several minutes ago by the looks of it and their heads were ragged with scars and blood.
"Argh those Barbarians put up a good fight *hiccup* didn't they Kelrod?" said one of them.
The one he called Kelrod stood up and belted the speaker in the gut. "Shut up you imbecile, someone may hear you!"
"Shorwy, shir," said the henchman as he fell to the ground.
Katana ran and dove at a nearby wall, wishing to hide and see what the so-called White Knights were talking about. The White Knights walked into Varrock and were talking about what they would say to Katanas' class. Deep down inside of him Katana knew these 'White Knights' were not White Knights at all. He jumped out and ran back to his room.
* * *
"Now my students," said Katanas' teacher, Master Hiko, "White Knights have come to our class to talk about their journeys so if you would all be quiet, your tongues will not be cut off…"
The 'White Knights' walked in, wearing their armour and said something only two people heard. "Faladorian Scum…" said a White Knight to Master Hiko but Katana, with his exceptional hearing, heard it also. Weren't White Knights the protectors of Falador? What is with these Knights?
Half an hour later, they were still talking and all of a sudden, Master Hiko punched one of the Knights in the face. Katana also leapt to his feet, throwing two concealed daggers at the White Knights. They fell to the floor, blood spilling out of their throats and their hearts slowing down as the deadly poison worked its way through their bodies.
Several of the 'White Knights' guards came out and mashed Hiko with maces. Katana and the rest of Hikos' class charged out, using the weapons they had been taught to wield. Katana came in two swords in his hands and blocked an overhead swing with his left hand, while impaling his opponent with his right. He fought his way to the balcony where he thought he would have a better defensive position. An archer was stationed up on nearby roof and Katana jumped off the balcony and onto a nearby window sill. He jumped inside the room and climbed up some stairs. He came up to the archer, kicked him in the jaw and then slashed him several times. He jumped back down to the classroom and bowled over a guard as he did so. He spun, narrowly evading a spear, and slashed out with his right sword. He rolled when he finished the swing and then did a back flip-kick, which connected with a guards chin, breaking his jaw. Katana then gracefully somersaulted through the window and onto the ground bellow.
Katana ran towards a cart, dived underneath and held on for dear life.
* * *
Kelrod stood up watching as the bodies of the students he had killed were taken away. You should have prevented this, Kelrod, telepathically said the Blue Demon, a master of mystical arts and High mage of the White Knights. "Shut up!" cried out Kelrod, causing many quizzical looks towards him.
Get back here, now! The Blue Demon said with a burst of psychic backlash, Kelrod fell to his knees. Make sure no students survived first though.
"As you wish, my lord" thought Kelrod as he stood up again.
"Men, gather your weapons and armour! We go on the hunt of the Killers!" shouted Kelrod and as he walked away he had a single thought. Varrockians are so easy to fool…
* * *
Katana rode the cart to a place called Rimmington. It was a small village a bit far out and was a very good hiding spot. He knew no one there and was sitting out in the grass before a boy came out and sat by him.
"Are you okay?" he asked. He was about the same height and age as Katana but was not olive skinned and did not have fiery red hair. He had dark brown skin and jet black hair.
"…Yeah, I guess…" replied Katana. "What's your name?"
"My name's Mafra. Mafra Kwaad." He said. "You?"
"I'm Katana" he said.
"What's your last name?" Mafra asked.
"…I don't have one." Katana said.
"Oh. I see." Mafra said looking down at the grass. "Why are you here?"
"Escaping…" Katana said with a glint of anger coming to his eyes.
"Why don't you stay with me tonight? You shouldn't stay out here, you'll get wet." Mafra said.
"I wouldn't want to be intruding…" Katana said.
"No, you wouldn't be." Mafra said hastily. "My father's the weapon master of this village, it's is duty to look after people. Besides…" Mafra said with look of excitement in his eyes, while he pointed to Katanas' blades. "You look like you know those weapons of yours pretty well."
Katana gratefully accepted and walked inside Mafras' house.
* * *
Katana stayed with Mafras' family for three months, getting taught by Furiel, Mafras' father, how to wield his swords to even more perfection. His talents grew twofold under Furiels' teaching until one day. A band of Ice Warriors came all the way from their base, situated right down in Ice Giants dungeon. When they saw Katana and Furiel training, they shot out a volley of poisoned arrows, slaying Furiel and mortally wounding Katana. Katanas' world went blurry and than he blacked out.
* * *
Katana had troubled dreams and in these dreams he saw a vision of a man in a hooded cloak. "Come on now, wake up," he said in a voice that unnerved Katana, "You should wake the heck up!" Katana felt compelled to do so, but he just could not.
"Don't make me…" The hooded man started but then faded away as Katana regained consciousness.
* * *
"And so he comes back…" said Mafra. Katana looked up, but his world was blurry.
"Where am I…?" Katana asked weakly.
"In the house of a friend," said a crackly old voice. As
Katanas' world focused, he noticed he was in some sort of witches' house. "Ugh!" He exclaimed as he tasted a bitter aftertaste in his mouth. "What the heck did you feed me, newts' eyes?"
"No it was purely Limpwurt root and Ranlaar leaf. Oh I added a drop of Red Deadly Spiders Eggs' oil." said the witch in what seemed to be more like an evil stare rather than a smile.
"Urgh," weakly groaned Katana, he rolled over and fell peacefully to sleep once more.
* * *
When two Ice Warriors came into Falador, a huge commotion aroused. They walked straight into White Knights castle and up to the east tower, where The Blue Demon stood.
"So it is prepared?" the high mage asked.
"Yes, milord," said the two Ice Warriors at once.
"Good," the high mage said stroking his chin. "All is going as planned…"
* * *
A man wearing a cloak came into Draynor in the middle of the night. He was not a normal man. He was everything but it.. He wore shining armour underneath his cloak, with a heavy battle axe, that was the colour of an aqua crystal, strapped to his back, under the cloak. He had a face that had been scarred several times and stood 5' 11" tall.
"Where is the boy?" he asked a villager laying in the ground, playing with his wife. "Where!?"
"T-There are lots of b-boys here my k-k-kind sir," stuttered the man.
"I am looking for the one. The one who is to end this war!" he said in a tone that chilled the man to the bone.
"I know n-nothing about a b-boy," said the man.
"Hmph," he said walking into the village. He walked around for around ten minutes before coming to a witch's house.
"There," he said calmly as he walked inside.
* * *
Katana woke up alertly. Something was not right here. "Mafra! Wake up!" Katana got up out of his bed, still feeling a bit weak from the poison and grabbed his twin blades which were laying on the floor next to his bed.
Katana heard footsteps. He ducked under his bed and watched the stranger come in. Mafra, who was awake by now, did like-wise.
"Katana Blade, I know you are in here somewhere come out!" he said. "Come out!"
Katana did as he was told, spinning around and kicking the man as he did so. "Run!" Katana yelled as he and Mafra ran wildly for the door. The man was up on his feet within a second, scooping up Mafra and throwing him hard against the wall. The man kicked and punched Mafra repeatedly, and then stabbed through him with his long blade. Katana heard Mafra scream out in pain and drew his sword, charging back in at his assailant. He slid under the man and slashed out with his blade against the mans left leg scratching away the silver paint. 'Hmph" the man said as he felt the force of the blow. "My armour was forged from the blackness of my heart! You can never penetrate it!"
Indeed Katanas' blade was broken in two pieces, the hilt and blade. Katana leapt up, punching with his hand at the mans' unprotected head as he did so. He spun underneath a wild swing and kicked out with his right foot at the mans' groin. The man buckled in pain and Katana finished him off with a round house kick.
"Mafra!" exclaimed Katana as he saw Mafras shattered body on the floor. "Are you okay?"
"K-Katana I-I don't have much t-time." Mafra said weakly. "M-My father wanted you t-to have this. Go now and run! They are c-coming after you!"
"Who is!? Who is coming after me?" Katana said as Mafra placed a small book in his hand.
"The White K-Knights," Mafra said as he coughed out blood. "Read the book! I will see you aga..." Mafra started but his eyes went dead.
"No!" Katana screamed as he banged his head against the wall.
Katana & Harkin: Me, I guess
Nakal: Bigaboys (I know you didn't say anything but…heh)
Iceblood: Iceboy77
The Blue Demon: Sam J. Jimmy
Sir Saiya: Saiyaman420
Jason the Strider: Strider3282
~More coming soon~
Book 1: Legacy
Chapter I: Katana Blade
Katana Blade was born two years before the war between the Black and White Knights ended. He had fiery red hair and was medium in height for his age. He had olive skin and a birthmark the shape of a Dragon on his right hand. At the age of ten he showed that he was an outstanding hand with the sword. He was enrolled in the Academy of Swordsmen, in Varrock at the age of thirteen.
He was an athletic youth and never showed any anger although he secretly had a strong hatred built up within himself. One day White Knights came to visit the Academy. Katana was extremely excited and woke up at three in the morning on the day of their arrival. He went out to meet them at the gates and when they cam into view he was disappointed. They were drunk and dreamy, they had discarded their armour several minutes ago by the looks of it and their heads were ragged with scars and blood.
"Argh those Barbarians put up a good fight *hiccup* didn't they Kelrod?" said one of them.
The one he called Kelrod stood up and belted the speaker in the gut. "Shut up you imbecile, someone may hear you!"
"Shorwy, shir," said the henchman as he fell to the ground.
Katana ran and dove at a nearby wall, wishing to hide and see what the so-called White Knights were talking about. The White Knights walked into Varrock and were talking about what they would say to Katanas' class. Deep down inside of him Katana knew these 'White Knights' were not White Knights at all. He jumped out and ran back to his room.
* * *
"Now my students," said Katanas' teacher, Master Hiko, "White Knights have come to our class to talk about their journeys so if you would all be quiet, your tongues will not be cut off…"
The 'White Knights' walked in, wearing their armour and said something only two people heard. "Faladorian Scum…" said a White Knight to Master Hiko but Katana, with his exceptional hearing, heard it also. Weren't White Knights the protectors of Falador? What is with these Knights?
Half an hour later, they were still talking and all of a sudden, Master Hiko punched one of the Knights in the face. Katana also leapt to his feet, throwing two concealed daggers at the White Knights. They fell to the floor, blood spilling out of their throats and their hearts slowing down as the deadly poison worked its way through their bodies.
Several of the 'White Knights' guards came out and mashed Hiko with maces. Katana and the rest of Hikos' class charged out, using the weapons they had been taught to wield. Katana came in two swords in his hands and blocked an overhead swing with his left hand, while impaling his opponent with his right. He fought his way to the balcony where he thought he would have a better defensive position. An archer was stationed up on nearby roof and Katana jumped off the balcony and onto a nearby window sill. He jumped inside the room and climbed up some stairs. He came up to the archer, kicked him in the jaw and then slashed him several times. He jumped back down to the classroom and bowled over a guard as he did so. He spun, narrowly evading a spear, and slashed out with his right sword. He rolled when he finished the swing and then did a back flip-kick, which connected with a guards chin, breaking his jaw. Katana then gracefully somersaulted through the window and onto the ground bellow.
Katana ran towards a cart, dived underneath and held on for dear life.
* * *
Kelrod stood up watching as the bodies of the students he had killed were taken away. You should have prevented this, Kelrod, telepathically said the Blue Demon, a master of mystical arts and High mage of the White Knights. "Shut up!" cried out Kelrod, causing many quizzical looks towards him.
Get back here, now! The Blue Demon said with a burst of psychic backlash, Kelrod fell to his knees. Make sure no students survived first though.
"As you wish, my lord" thought Kelrod as he stood up again.
"Men, gather your weapons and armour! We go on the hunt of the Killers!" shouted Kelrod and as he walked away he had a single thought. Varrockians are so easy to fool…
* * *
Katana rode the cart to a place called Rimmington. It was a small village a bit far out and was a very good hiding spot. He knew no one there and was sitting out in the grass before a boy came out and sat by him.
"Are you okay?" he asked. He was about the same height and age as Katana but was not olive skinned and did not have fiery red hair. He had dark brown skin and jet black hair.
"…Yeah, I guess…" replied Katana. "What's your name?"
"My name's Mafra. Mafra Kwaad." He said. "You?"
"I'm Katana" he said.
"What's your last name?" Mafra asked.
"…I don't have one." Katana said.
"Oh. I see." Mafra said looking down at the grass. "Why are you here?"
"Escaping…" Katana said with a glint of anger coming to his eyes.
"Why don't you stay with me tonight? You shouldn't stay out here, you'll get wet." Mafra said.
"I wouldn't want to be intruding…" Katana said.
"No, you wouldn't be." Mafra said hastily. "My father's the weapon master of this village, it's is duty to look after people. Besides…" Mafra said with look of excitement in his eyes, while he pointed to Katanas' blades. "You look like you know those weapons of yours pretty well."
Katana gratefully accepted and walked inside Mafras' house.
* * *
Katana stayed with Mafras' family for three months, getting taught by Furiel, Mafras' father, how to wield his swords to even more perfection. His talents grew twofold under Furiels' teaching until one day. A band of Ice Warriors came all the way from their base, situated right down in Ice Giants dungeon. When they saw Katana and Furiel training, they shot out a volley of poisoned arrows, slaying Furiel and mortally wounding Katana. Katanas' world went blurry and than he blacked out.
* * *
Katana had troubled dreams and in these dreams he saw a vision of a man in a hooded cloak. "Come on now, wake up," he said in a voice that unnerved Katana, "You should wake the heck up!" Katana felt compelled to do so, but he just could not.
"Don't make me…" The hooded man started but then faded away as Katana regained consciousness.
* * *
"And so he comes back…" said Mafra. Katana looked up, but his world was blurry.
"Where am I…?" Katana asked weakly.
"In the house of a friend," said a crackly old voice. As
Katanas' world focused, he noticed he was in some sort of witches' house. "Ugh!" He exclaimed as he tasted a bitter aftertaste in his mouth. "What the heck did you feed me, newts' eyes?"
"No it was purely Limpwurt root and Ranlaar leaf. Oh I added a drop of Red Deadly Spiders Eggs' oil." said the witch in what seemed to be more like an evil stare rather than a smile.
"Urgh," weakly groaned Katana, he rolled over and fell peacefully to sleep once more.
* * *
When two Ice Warriors came into Falador, a huge commotion aroused. They walked straight into White Knights castle and up to the east tower, where The Blue Demon stood.
"So it is prepared?" the high mage asked.
"Yes, milord," said the two Ice Warriors at once.
"Good," the high mage said stroking his chin. "All is going as planned…"
* * *
A man wearing a cloak came into Draynor in the middle of the night. He was not a normal man. He was everything but it.. He wore shining armour underneath his cloak, with a heavy battle axe, that was the colour of an aqua crystal, strapped to his back, under the cloak. He had a face that had been scarred several times and stood 5' 11" tall.
"Where is the boy?" he asked a villager laying in the ground, playing with his wife. "Where!?"
"T-There are lots of b-boys here my k-k-kind sir," stuttered the man.
"I am looking for the one. The one who is to end this war!" he said in a tone that chilled the man to the bone.
"I know n-nothing about a b-boy," said the man.
"Hmph," he said walking into the village. He walked around for around ten minutes before coming to a witch's house.
"There," he said calmly as he walked inside.
* * *
Katana woke up alertly. Something was not right here. "Mafra! Wake up!" Katana got up out of his bed, still feeling a bit weak from the poison and grabbed his twin blades which were laying on the floor next to his bed.
Katana heard footsteps. He ducked under his bed and watched the stranger come in. Mafra, who was awake by now, did like-wise.
"Katana Blade, I know you are in here somewhere come out!" he said. "Come out!"
Katana did as he was told, spinning around and kicking the man as he did so. "Run!" Katana yelled as he and Mafra ran wildly for the door. The man was up on his feet within a second, scooping up Mafra and throwing him hard against the wall. The man kicked and punched Mafra repeatedly, and then stabbed through him with his long blade. Katana heard Mafra scream out in pain and drew his sword, charging back in at his assailant. He slid under the man and slashed out with his blade against the mans left leg scratching away the silver paint. 'Hmph" the man said as he felt the force of the blow. "My armour was forged from the blackness of my heart! You can never penetrate it!"
Indeed Katanas' blade was broken in two pieces, the hilt and blade. Katana leapt up, punching with his hand at the mans' unprotected head as he did so. He spun underneath a wild swing and kicked out with his right foot at the mans' groin. The man buckled in pain and Katana finished him off with a round house kick.
"Mafra!" exclaimed Katana as he saw Mafras shattered body on the floor. "Are you okay?"
"K-Katana I-I don't have much t-time." Mafra said weakly. "M-My father wanted you t-to have this. Go now and run! They are c-coming after you!"
"Who is!? Who is coming after me?" Katana said as Mafra placed a small book in his hand.
"The White K-Knights," Mafra said as he coughed out blood. "Read the book! I will see you aga..." Mafra started but his eyes went dead.
"No!" Katana screamed as he banged his head against the wall.
