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~

Chapter II: Truth of the War
For over a decade Iceblood had hidden away with Nakal, trying to keep alive and out of White Knight retribution. Why you ask? Why is Iceblood hiding from White Knight retribution? You have not heard the full story of Faladors' siege.

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"Harkin!" Iceblood cried as he floated above the defenders. "HARKIN!!!" Iceblood spotted him, ready to open the castles gates and charge out, ready to face death. "You can't go out there!" Iceblood cried. "It's a nightmare!"
Harkin smiled and said, "Iceblood, every man's fate is to die some day. Sardomin has chosen my day to die, today. You should go and hide, and write about this event. I'm charging you to carry on my legacy… Goodbye, Iceblood."
And then the gates were opened, Faladorians led by the remaining three white knights charged out first, followed by the freelancers and guards. Nakal had been ordered to guard Iceblood throughout the night and he did so with his life. The dark warriors' line was broken but then was reinforced with black knights.
Kelrods' men came in on horses, hacking and slashing at all his enemies. Harkin leapt up and threw Ragnarok at the Black Knight. It sliced right threw his steed and then returned to Harkins' hand.
"Great energies of the Warp, heed my call! Iban Blast!" cried out The Blue Demon as he called upon the strongest spell known to man. Black Knights and Faladorians fell to the spell and so did half of Falador.
Harkins' eyes widened as he watched the spell destroy friends and foes alike. "Death to the heathen!" he cried as Ragnaroks blade subtracted and gold energies shinned around Harkin. His body became a comet and flew right through The Blue Demon. The follower of Zamorak was saved by sheer luck, having casted a powerful, magic barrier around himself earlier.
Harkins' body returned to normal and Ragnarok was in his and once more. He turned around, using his momentum to keep up in the air. Sardomin was with Harkin that day, for the star of Sardomin shinned on Harkins' forehead, allowing Harkin to fly.
"STOP!" cried out a voice. Sardomins' face shinned above Falador and spoke. "Faladorians, it is not your time to die! Run from this country and wait for The One to end this war! He shall come in my image! Stand tall! Do not falter in your step! When you hear these words, the time of reckoning will be at hand! When the lion roars, his cubs grow strong!"
As abruptly as it had occurred, it ended. Faladorians were running away, Harkin was the only person left. "It is my time to die!" he exclaimed landing on the ground. They came on in from all sides, but Harkin stood there fighting them off. He held his ground for nearly two hours, but then he was blasted away by an Iban Blast.

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Sir Saiya and Jason the Strider led the remaining Faladorians' out of Falador. Harkins' wife, Crystal, and his son, Katana, were amongst the refugees. About three-hundred metres out of Falador they were ambushed by knights in blue armour.
They brought with them giants with icicles in their beards that squashed the fleeing refugees with their feet. Saiya ran at his closest enemy, skidding to a halt just before coming into contact. He thrust out with his sword, impaling the poor warrior.
"Push through!" Saiya cried and those warriors that were still left pushed forward, clearing the way for the refugees. Saiya and Jason the Strider ran away together while the refugees scattered across the world.

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After a decade had past, young Katana was realising his skills with the blade. Nakal and Iceblood, after questing here and there, met up with Saiya and Jason. They became the New Order of The Black Knights, all the anger and sorrow in their hearts driving them to one goal.
Falador…
Sardomin truly is with The Black Knights, although the New Faladorians believe that Sardomin is with them. The Blue Demon is Zamoraks' tool, doing all his work on the Mortal plain of existence. Nakal is now looking for young Katana, for he promised his father, Harkin, that he would train him in the arts of a sword master…

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As Sardomins' power increased, so did his influence on the mortal plain. Zamorak is gone from their prison, already in the Warp, looking for his mortal vessel. Death and Corruption will once again rule the Mortal plain, thought Sardomin as he lifted his hammer. Sardomin could never break free of this place, his energies too low from creating this prison over ten thousand years ago.
He could only watch and wait.

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The Council of The Lost were seated in a dark and gloomy room. The Black Knights stood impassive on galleries toward the top of the room. The Council was made up of: Jason the Strider, Recon and Scouting leader; Sir Saiya, Military commander of The Black Knights; Hands, an expert on the Dwarven Multi-Cannons that were stationed around the Fortress; Iceblood, High mage and Banisher of Demons and Nakal, Swordmaster, Darkness slayer and overall leader of The Black Knights.
"What do you mean our citadel is about to fall?" Hands said to Jason.
"The Blue Demon is becoming stronger each day, gaining more and more followers. We must mobilize our forces now!" Jason said calmly.
"Yes," Iceblood agreed, "We must find and train the boy first. He will be our deliverer."
"Bah!" cried out Saiya. "The boy may be dead for all we know!"
"But you don't know," Iceblood said softly.
"Silence," Nakal said, piercing their every thought with his quite sharp tone of voice. "We must find him, every day he gets further away. Iceblood!" Nakal said as the mage looked up. "Go and get him."
Iceblood stood up and hovered up in the air towards his steed, the unicorn.

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Katana sat down next to the sea shore. Mafra was gone and so was Furiel. They were dead because of him. He vowed to himself that revenge would come and when it did, he would make his enemy pay dearly.
He had no weapon, but that hardly mattered. He would go and slay an enemy with his bare hands if he had to. He had no armour, nor did he need any. He would use his agility and uncanny reflexes to evade any attack.
He jumped up and headed towards Falador, city of the 'White Knights.'

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Iceblood rode his steed at full pace from Black Knights Fortress towards Draynor. He jumped off his steed half way there and flew the rest of the way. On his way he saw a red headed youth with a scowl on his face, looking up at him. His yes glowed with fiery passion, just like Harkins'. No that couldn't be Katana, Iceblood thought to himself as he kept going…
He arrived at the house to find a broken body and an unconscious man. He telekinetically picked up the man and gave him a thunderous, psychic slap. He woke up immediately, his eyes red with rage.
"Black knight!" cried out Iceblood, "yield and tell me what I need to know!"
The knight spat back in return and was again slapped psychicly. "Tell me or face an eternity of hell!"
The knight glared back and said "There is nothing you can do to stop Our Masters' plans, mage. He will come and when he does, you will fall with the rest of your order!"
Iceblood entered the Knights mind then sorting through all the information he could. He was blocked by a black wall and decided to return to another mental web way which told him what happened last night. He returned to the realm of the living and walked away.

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Katana walked in Falador all day looking for work, but no-one wanted his skills. All he needed was a weapon and then he would charge in kill all The White Knights he could. His rage was increased tenfold since Mafra's death due to the way citizens trusted these Heretics.
He remembered the book Mafra gave him and he pulled it out. It was bound tight and he could not open it. He shrugged and walked on.
Finally he found a job. It was pinned on a board and said:

Looking for a mercenary to guard me on a trip to Ardougne, across the sea.
Weapons and provisions supplied.
Contact me at my general store.

He was walking in the street towards the general store when he heard the call of help. Katana ran towards it and saw the most beautiful woman he had ever seen being mugged in an alleyway. Then someone punched her in the gut and Katana let his rage take him.
He ran, jumped and spun as he tackled the lady's mugger. Katana cried out with all his rage punching and kicking the man and didn't stop until the man was stone cold. He looked around and there were several guards around him. Their leader said "Get em' boys."
They came at him with cruel maces. He ducked under the first mans' swing and kicked out at the mans' knee. The man fell, clutching his knee in agony. The next person came in and swung a mace at Katana's head. He ducked, but someone behind him lashed out causing Katana to tumble. The next thing he knew his body was leaping up and a sword fell from the sky. He grabbed it and felt power swelling through his body. He landed and sliced through the rest of the guards with ease. The sword disappeared at the end of the battle and Katana fell, the life drained out of him. He crawled to a nearby cart and lay below it.

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The next morning he awoke underneath the cart. He crawled out and remembered about the job. He headed towards the store, but stopped when he saw the same lady that was being mugged. She hurried off and Katana continued on towards the General Store.
"I am here for the mercenary job, kind sir," Katana said to the shop keeper.
This caused a chuckle from customers and the store keeper himself. "Nice joke, laddie. You're to scrawny to lift a blade let alone use it!"
Katana did look a mess. His hair was messy; he wore a shirt that was torn and pants that had holes in it. "Fine then," Katana said. "Let me prove my skills with the blade. Nominate someone and I will fight them."
The shop keeper stopped laughing and pointed at a hulk of a man. "Will you fight him, laddie?" he burst out laughing and was silenced when Katana answered.
"Yes."

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Iceblood returned to the fortress and saw it was under siege. Some ice warriors charged the gates but were destroyed before they could reach it by Hands' Cannons. Iceblood entered and told Saiya, Jason and Nakal of what he learned.
"So the boy lives, eh?" said Saiya sitting back.
"Yes, the boy lives." Iceblood said.
"I will go and find him," Nakal said. "You two are in charge while I am gone. Ice you are coming with me."
And so Nakal and Iceblood left on mighty steeds to carry them swiftly across the land.