A/N: I'm a real RuneScape fanatic, by the way I'm Pkleiser
Pkleiser walked around in the wilderness patrolling for anyone he could kill
"THERES NOBODY AROUND!" Yelled Pk
Suddenly he saw a level 51 with full rune; he came crashing down on his head with his rune battle axe,
"Ha-ha I want your rune" Screamed Pk
"noooo aaaaaahhhhhhh plz don't kill me I'm a noob!"
Pk ignored him and killed him; he robbed all his armor and took off wiping his battleaxe because of the blood.
"That was a good kill"
Pk teleported back to Varrock his home town were he had been raised.
"Good old Varrock"
Suddenly the earth shook all the people started screaming and out of the ground popped lesser's and greater's!
"What the crap!" Screamed Pk
He drew his battle axe and rune kite shield standing there transfixed ready for battle.
