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The Sword Keeper written by: Scraff

Location: Unknown temple on unknown planet.

Note: This story is the counter part of the Lone Wolf by Blade. These two stories will eventually become one, and it is recommended that you read this with The Lone Wolf.

In a mysterious temple there rests an ancient warrior, a wolf with light gray fur, sealed away by magic. Meanwhile, somewhere outside the temple, another younger wolf, this one with brown fur, touches a special sword. At the same second, the warrior's eyes open. "Who am I? Where am I? What's going on?" Thoughts like these raced through the warrior's head like a brushfire. Then something else. "What's this? A memory? From my past? I have a past? Huh? Another memory, I have a sword, yes, the White Wolf Heart." The Warrior thought as he felt the sword on his back. "Huh? Another memory, good people are pure of heart...they seek peace. Evil people prey on the weak...I must destroy the evil!" And with this thought in his head, the warrior broke free from the seal and landed on the cold floor. "I must get out of here" he said to himself as he started walking out of the large doorway. The warrior seemed to be in a daze, he couldn't remember anything, not even his name. He wasn't really looking where he was going, but every time it looked as though he was going to run into a wall, it seemed to open into a doorway for him. Once outside, the warrior took a look around him. The planet he was on looked like it had been used as a minefield or target practice. It was completely ripped up, there were craters and holes everywhere, and also some deep gashes. The warrior decided that this was a good time to practice his moves. He took out his sword in a flash, and started swinging it with insane speed and accuracy. He swung the 30-pound sword like it was a feather. "Wait. What am I doing? I have to get out of here and find the evil." Said the warrior, realizing his priorities. "Yes, over there." He said to himself as he spotted a sort of space pod settled in the middle of a deep crater. "Maybe that is my way of getting out of here." But just as the warrior moved in to inspect the space pod closer, he heard some rocks fall into the crater. He looked up and saw two wolves with dark gray fur and clad in black armor, each with a sword and spiked club. One of the wolves moved closer to speak. "Don't make another move, Scraff" "Yeah, we've got orders to hunt you down, and we've got you cornered this time." The other wolf added. Suddenly, another memory hit the warrior. "So....my name is Scraff." He said, drawing his sword.

Well, that's chapter one, hope you liked it. It would be longer, but I cut it off.

Chapter two coming soon!(