Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or events or in anything from the Diablo series or anything from Blizzard. The only thing that belongs to me is the character names and whatever is not in Diablo. For example I may make up my own quests to make the story more interesting and etc.
Ok this is my first ever fan fiction so bare with me here. I don't think I will bring any of my characters in this chapter. It will just be a introduction to what's going on. If you want a visual effect, just buy the game and watch the very first cinematic.
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It was a cold snowy night at a local tavern. Music everywhere, people ranging from merchants to warriors drinking and having a good time, waiters doing their job, and a bartender cleaning some cups. It was just like any other night at the tavern. But tonight…. Tonight will be the last of their fun….
SLAM
Everybody in the tavern stopped what they were doing and looked up to see the tavern door open. A draft from the snow was blowing inside while a mysterious cloaked figure slowing walked in, while one of his hands was dragging a beautiful sword. A sword which seemed so rare that any man would give his life to even touch it..
Kkkrrr…..kkkrrr….kkkrrrr
The sound of the sword being dragged on the wooden floor was a sign that it was not light. Either that or the wanderer was so weary that he could not carry even with two hands. As soon as he sat down by a table in the corner, the opened door closed gently by itself.
Click.
Just after the door closed, the room was back to its laughter and beers. One of the waiters handed the mysterious wanderer a jug of beer.
"The bartender says it's on the house for ya." said the waiter.
The wanderer just stared at the ground, not saying a word. The waiter just shrugged and left the jug of beer on the table, thinking the stranger would just drink it on his own time.
The wanderer then picked up his sword and jabbed the floor.
THUNK
He then rested both his hands on top of the swords handle. A couple of men looked up to see what the noise was, but ended up continuing their conversation. After a few seconds of resting, the wanderers right hand started to shake violently out of control. He dropped his sword and later he himself dropped on to his knees, while he grips his right hand with his left, hoping to get control of it.
One of the men who previously looked up at him started to laugh when he saw what was happening.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."
The wanderer started to hold on to his right hand as if his life depended on it. He also started to breathe really hard and then suddenly a green glow started to emit from his hand. It then traveled from his hand through his arm, past his solders and into his head.
"AAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!"
In shrill pain, the wanderer held on to his head and screams in pain. Then suddenly the ground started to shake and rumble. People around the tavern started to look around wondering what was going on. A couple of the men stared at the wanderer, knowing that he is the cause of this earthquake. But this did not bother the laughing man, he just started to laugh even harder.
"HARAHARHAHAHARHAHAHARHAHAHA!!!!!!"
A strange green electricity started to emit from the wanderer and suddenly five feet away from the wanderer, a pillar of fire burst from the ground to the roof. With it, skeletons jumped out from the pillar and evil spirits started to fly around ripping through the mortals flesh. If that wasn't enough, small worm beasts broke through the floor and started to hungrily chase after the innocent customers. People shrieked in terror and many tried to run for the exit, but the door was caught on fire, trapping everyone in the tavern.
The horrified people tried running around aimlessly, which was completely hopeless as this just made the evil monsters find it more amusing to chase them around. The skeletons slashed the humans heads with their swords, maces, axes, or any weapon they are wielding. As said earlier, the evil spirits still fly around ripping through the mortals hearts and the worms devoured anyone in their sight.
The man who laughed at the wanderer earlier watched in horror as he saw a worm rip off a mans head from his nose and up. Not wanting to die without a fight, he grabbed his own sword and jumped on top of the table, ready to fight for his life. Immediately one of the skeletons came after him.
They clashed swords and were in a stand off. The skeleton used this opportunity to use its free hand to rip inside the warriors chest.
"GARGH….."
As the warrior coughed out blood, the skeleton pulled its hand out revealing the warriors heart, still pumping.
BA BUMP BA BUMP BA Bump ba bump…
This was the final vision the warrior saw and before he fell backwards into complete darkness, the skeleton squeezed its hand bursting the heart of all its blood.
The skeletons all retreated back into the flaming pillar with the evil spirits and the worms returned back into the holes where they first entered the tavern. The flaming pillar then disintegrated and the wanderer started to slowly stand up. He looked around to see everyone dead. There were bodies who were ripped in half, decapitated bodies, bodies whose legs were eaten by the worms, and bodies burned by the fire.
Although the tavern was completely covered in flames, the fire around the burning door started to disintegrate and the flames leading to the door lifted, creating a path for him to walk through. He slowly limped through the trail and walked outside in the snowy night. Leaving behind the burning tavern, he headed east. East to accomplish his ultimate goal…..to free his brothers from their prison.
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Well that's the end of the prologue. Hope you guys liked it. Like I said, you won't see the characters till the first chapter. Before I leave, review this page and tell me how I did.