Darkknight.exe
I don't own Diablo II how ever much I wish I did. : D
*****spoiler: this fic goes into great detail about what goes on in Diablo II: Lord of Destruction. If you want to find out what happens in the game by yourself, do not read this fic. I don't want any flames about how I didn't not I've you people warning about the contents of this fic.*****
No one knows me. My parents don't know I exist. I am the rustle of the leaves, the whistle of the wind. I am an assassin, trained to kill silently, and to never exist in the world. But, that all changed one fateful day.
My name is Arielle. I have no last name. I was schooled in the art of the shadow by sensei. I never knew her name, I just knew that she taught me, fed me, clothed me, and acted as maternally as she could. I would later learn that she was only acting the only was she knew how. She was old when she taught me, and I guess she needed someone to teach the ways of the shadow.
But that was five years ago. That was when she died, as suddenly as she did everything else. I left her home a couple of weeks before I stumbled into the rogue encampment. I was still inexperienced, and was being attacked by some gargantuan beasts. I tried to find some way to hide from the monstrosities to regain my spirit, when I saw a dark figure close by. He seemed to have evil painted all over him, and it seemed as though he was controlling the beasts. Finally, though, I was forced to flee. The beasts gave pursuit, but suddenly stopped and turned back. I stopped, breathing heavily, and consulted the map that I had compiled. I had run into a part of the woods I had not encountered before. I stood up straight, and took in the surrounding air. Everything seemed unchanged.
Then I heard something strange. It sounded like the sounds of a blacksmith. I followed the sound as best I could, but the sound soon died away. Still, I continued to walk in the general direction. Unfortunately, after walking a bit, the group of gargantuan beasts somehow wondered into my vision. I quickly hid myself, not wanting attract attention. I summoned up some of my power, and cast Cloak of Shadows over the beasts, so as better to hide me.
But, the spell did not work on them, and they followed the source of the spell right to my hiding spot. I ran, but was not fast enough, I soon got tangled in the attacks of the beasts. Thankfully for me, a wolf of some sort came to my aid. It started attacking the foul beasts, and soon came a very large werewolf, and together with the wolf they drove away and killed some of the beasts. Again, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the strange man, but as soon as I turned my head, he was gone. I turned to the werewolf and was about to thank the animal, when it turned into a human. I could see that it was a druid. I had not actually seen one before then, but I had heard stories of them from sensei. From the storied she told, they were mean, evil, and were involved in the corruption of the spirit of the animals. But, I could not come to believe what sensei had said after what I had witnessed him do.
Then, I felt a sudden rush of blood through my head, and I passed out. The next thing I knew, I was in some sort of encampment. I was in a tent, and all around me I heard the bustle of sound. I then noticed that none of my armor or clothing was on me, and that's when I remembered the druid. Pervert, i thought as the sight of the druid pushed into my head, he better not have done anything stupid with my body, or I'll have his head on a pike. Just as I finished this thought, an old woman came into the tent.
"Hello," the woman said, "I am Akara, leader of this rogue encampment. The druid out side brought you here, and had me take care of you." Ok, I thought, I guess that druid isn't that bad afterall, not only did he not take advantage of me, he even brought me to an encampment to get me healed.
"Where is this rogue encampment situated?" I asked.
"This camp is the last civilized place between here and the desert."
"I see," I said, and I tried to get up. A sudden rush of pain ran through me, but I held myself together and stayed up. I put on my clothes, and left the tent and the old hospitable woman behind. _________________________
She is a very strong woman, I can tell. From the first moment I laid eyes on her, I could tell that she was something special. The Druid named Galdafe brought her here. He said that he had been roaming the plains when he saw a group of beasts attacking her. That druid is quite the respectable person, no matter what they say about druids. Then, when she rose from the bed, clearly in pain, and just walked out of the encampment, I knew that she was going to be the one to set the world in the right order.
Well, I don't know what you all think of this fanfic. I don't know if I'll keep this whole switching of the POV thing, so tell me what you guys think. Please R&R, and I'll keep writing.
I don't own Diablo II how ever much I wish I did. : D
*****spoiler: this fic goes into great detail about what goes on in Diablo II: Lord of Destruction. If you want to find out what happens in the game by yourself, do not read this fic. I don't want any flames about how I didn't not I've you people warning about the contents of this fic.*****
No one knows me. My parents don't know I exist. I am the rustle of the leaves, the whistle of the wind. I am an assassin, trained to kill silently, and to never exist in the world. But, that all changed one fateful day.
My name is Arielle. I have no last name. I was schooled in the art of the shadow by sensei. I never knew her name, I just knew that she taught me, fed me, clothed me, and acted as maternally as she could. I would later learn that she was only acting the only was she knew how. She was old when she taught me, and I guess she needed someone to teach the ways of the shadow.
But that was five years ago. That was when she died, as suddenly as she did everything else. I left her home a couple of weeks before I stumbled into the rogue encampment. I was still inexperienced, and was being attacked by some gargantuan beasts. I tried to find some way to hide from the monstrosities to regain my spirit, when I saw a dark figure close by. He seemed to have evil painted all over him, and it seemed as though he was controlling the beasts. Finally, though, I was forced to flee. The beasts gave pursuit, but suddenly stopped and turned back. I stopped, breathing heavily, and consulted the map that I had compiled. I had run into a part of the woods I had not encountered before. I stood up straight, and took in the surrounding air. Everything seemed unchanged.
Then I heard something strange. It sounded like the sounds of a blacksmith. I followed the sound as best I could, but the sound soon died away. Still, I continued to walk in the general direction. Unfortunately, after walking a bit, the group of gargantuan beasts somehow wondered into my vision. I quickly hid myself, not wanting attract attention. I summoned up some of my power, and cast Cloak of Shadows over the beasts, so as better to hide me.
But, the spell did not work on them, and they followed the source of the spell right to my hiding spot. I ran, but was not fast enough, I soon got tangled in the attacks of the beasts. Thankfully for me, a wolf of some sort came to my aid. It started attacking the foul beasts, and soon came a very large werewolf, and together with the wolf they drove away and killed some of the beasts. Again, out of the corner of my eye, I saw the strange man, but as soon as I turned my head, he was gone. I turned to the werewolf and was about to thank the animal, when it turned into a human. I could see that it was a druid. I had not actually seen one before then, but I had heard stories of them from sensei. From the storied she told, they were mean, evil, and were involved in the corruption of the spirit of the animals. But, I could not come to believe what sensei had said after what I had witnessed him do.
Then, I felt a sudden rush of blood through my head, and I passed out. The next thing I knew, I was in some sort of encampment. I was in a tent, and all around me I heard the bustle of sound. I then noticed that none of my armor or clothing was on me, and that's when I remembered the druid. Pervert, i thought as the sight of the druid pushed into my head, he better not have done anything stupid with my body, or I'll have his head on a pike. Just as I finished this thought, an old woman came into the tent.
"Hello," the woman said, "I am Akara, leader of this rogue encampment. The druid out side brought you here, and had me take care of you." Ok, I thought, I guess that druid isn't that bad afterall, not only did he not take advantage of me, he even brought me to an encampment to get me healed.
"Where is this rogue encampment situated?" I asked.
"This camp is the last civilized place between here and the desert."
"I see," I said, and I tried to get up. A sudden rush of pain ran through me, but I held myself together and stayed up. I put on my clothes, and left the tent and the old hospitable woman behind. _________________________
She is a very strong woman, I can tell. From the first moment I laid eyes on her, I could tell that she was something special. The Druid named Galdafe brought her here. He said that he had been roaming the plains when he saw a group of beasts attacking her. That druid is quite the respectable person, no matter what they say about druids. Then, when she rose from the bed, clearly in pain, and just walked out of the encampment, I knew that she was going to be the one to set the world in the right order.
Well, I don't know what you all think of this fanfic. I don't know if I'll keep this whole switching of the POV thing, so tell me what you guys think. Please R&R, and I'll keep writing.