Trying To Remember
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Chapter 2
Cele's reverie was interrupted by the sound of the alarm bell. 'Here we go again.' she thought as she stood up and brushed herself off. 'They'll be coming for me soon'. Sure enough, moments later the door to her room was thrown open and Cele was yanked out, slapped into some armour, and given a sword and helmet.
Then the group marched. Down the stairs, twisting and turning, through the hundreds of passageways, up the ladder to the room with the tombs. She'd been here once before and hadn't liked it. She still didn't. As she looked around, she saw that the others were to fight. It was always in their eyes. The lust to battle and kill. The lust to win.
Cele saw a man look out from around the corner of one of the passageways, then turn tail and run when he saw the group. 'What's a man going down here?" she thought as some of the others charged down the passageway into the tomb-room.
Everything after that was somewhat blurry. Arrows flying everywhere, swords and shields making clanking sounds upon contact, the sound of dead bodies dropping. Cele tried to stay out of the fight as much as possible, but saw that it was going to happen for much longer when a crazy, shaggy looking man came at her with his sword raised and ready to strike.
She manages to hold her own well enough for a while, until, that is, he managed to get her sword away from her. Then things went to hell in a picnic basket. After the crazy- looking man took her sword away, he hit her hard enough in the side to fell an oliphant. That's when everything went black…
Review please. Thought, comments, and ideas are always welcome.
Thanks!!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, Don't sue me!
Chapter 2
Cele's reverie was interrupted by the sound of the alarm bell. 'Here we go again.' she thought as she stood up and brushed herself off. 'They'll be coming for me soon'. Sure enough, moments later the door to her room was thrown open and Cele was yanked out, slapped into some armour, and given a sword and helmet.
Then the group marched. Down the stairs, twisting and turning, through the hundreds of passageways, up the ladder to the room with the tombs. She'd been here once before and hadn't liked it. She still didn't. As she looked around, she saw that the others were to fight. It was always in their eyes. The lust to battle and kill. The lust to win.
Cele saw a man look out from around the corner of one of the passageways, then turn tail and run when he saw the group. 'What's a man going down here?" she thought as some of the others charged down the passageway into the tomb-room.
Everything after that was somewhat blurry. Arrows flying everywhere, swords and shields making clanking sounds upon contact, the sound of dead bodies dropping. Cele tried to stay out of the fight as much as possible, but saw that it was going to happen for much longer when a crazy, shaggy looking man came at her with his sword raised and ready to strike.
She manages to hold her own well enough for a while, until, that is, he managed to get her sword away from her. Then things went to hell in a picnic basket. After the crazy- looking man took her sword away, he hit her hard enough in the side to fell an oliphant. That's when everything went black…
Review please. Thought, comments, and ideas are always welcome.
Thanks!!