Chapter 10: The Final Chapter
Yes, I'm sorry, this must come to an end. I've made too many plot twists, and, hell; I don't even know what's happening! This will be a longer chapter, of course, as we can't fit all the mysteries of the story into a few paragraphs...darn! So, sit back, relax, and enjoy the final chapter of The Three Noobs of RuneScape! This MAY be as long as all the other chapters combined...well, I finished it, and it is defiantly ALMOST longer.
Zyron was still shocked at what had happened. He stared at the fallen scenery, wondering.
"...Why?" he asked himself.
Jikia, an angry face on him, nodded. "Yeah, I know! Why did we have to kill her, she was hot!" He scratched his head and looked to the rubble.
Sykasa sighed. Taking back his sword from Jikia, he spoke. "She's not dead. Hurt, but not dead. What's wrong, Zyron?"
Zyron shook his head. He was in a daze. "This is a game."
"Yes?"
"Mideel was real."
"Well, yeah. I hope."
"Things never got destroyed in this fake world. They turned into coding, and then went back how they were."
"...Whoa. You're losing me, but I think I see your point."
"Mideel is in the same land as RuneScape," Zyron said, "Mideel was real, RuneScape was fake. This AND that shouldn't be possible. Is Mideel coded? Is Andrew (The creator for all you dimwit noob-heads) behind this?"
Jikia finnally spoke. "No, the author is!"
Zyron smacked him in the chest with the staff. "Of course he is," he said, annyoed, "but we need a god damn plot! This story has been making too many twists and turns!"
Jikia rubbed his stomach. "Good point, but why did you have to hit me?"
Both Zyron and Sykasa ignored him, and they walked back to Crystal.
She opened her eyes and got up, slowly.
They stared at each other, before they all yelled in unison, "Who the hell are you!"
After some silence, Jikia yelled "Jinx!" like a little kid.
Zyron turned, readied a freeze Ancient Magik, and froze him.
Crystal stared at the frozen figure with a retarded, hysterical look on its face and spoke. "My name is Crystal. I am from an island called Mideel...I left a long time ago, and after dealing with all the noobs, became co-owner of a good clan here the S.O.C."(Yes, a real clan in the game, if anybody could give me info on it, thanks.)
"Interesting. I'm from Mideel too, the town of Vale." Sykasa was trying to be serious now.
"Xzeriya," she answered back. The others nodded. They know where she meant. Well, Jikia didn't nod, but he would have exaggerated it...a lot.
"Well," it was once again Zyron's turn, "we are in a clan too, your rival. We are assassins, not co-leaders, though..."
Crystal nodded. "Andrew must be up to something, trying to get rid of us...and I know how to get out of here."
The two brothers eyes widened with surprise. "How!"
She laughed. "Exactly how you switched worlds..." (See past chapters to make the next part make SOME sense.)
They nodded and unfreezed Jikia. They headed out into the big, bad world.
(For those who don't know, they were able to see some of the game things, and were able to log out.)
(Sacramento, California)
You should of seen the look on the faces of the RuneScape server staff when four well armed and dressed in medieval clothes came out of the computer screen.
After escaping the carnage, they went into the streets of the city. They learned from a RuneScape player that the owner of the game lived in Europe, and how to get there, by a plane.
They stole some money from some random emo kid and bought tickets (They hid the weapons in the bag, and when they claimed they were going to a medieval convention in Britain, the plane staff, named Orlando Bloom, allowed them to put it in baggage) and headed to Britain.
"ANDREW!"
The four people burst in, weapons in hand. They found Andrew in the basement of his parent's house. It was obvious he was there.
"Leave us," said Andrew, who was the only one there, "we must update! Update! New update is...is...a monster that is stronger than the Chaos Elemental and the Kalphite Queen combined! I shall call it Billy! BILLY!" He began to laugh hysterically, and chucked a beer in one go.
They looked at him, sort of weird (well, not sort of) and Sykasa leaned over to the others. "Kind of weird, eh?"
Suddenly, Andrew stopped. He looked at them, eyes bloodshot.
"You are the ones we created, aren't you! Our secret weapon against the hackers! The hackers, naught, naughty!" He laughed again, and drank 'cottage cheese' from a milk carton.
"We...we're what!" Zyron backed up, eyes wide, his hand tightly gripping his staff. Unintentionally, a ball of fire began to form in the orb of the staff.
"Yes, yes, my precious," he said, scratching his armpits like a monkey, drool coming from his mouth, "We created Mideel! We vowed to make the greatest game, and we began! Years, it took, but Zaros, he helped us, Zaros, the almighty powerful!"
It was Sykasa's turn to be surprised, as if the last thing wasn't enough. He had heard Zaros be mentioned as one of the gods, whom Zamorak was afraid of in RuneScape. "Who is Zaros?"
Andrew, now shaking, sucking his thumb, and drunk, he spoke again, much louder than he needed to. "That is the nickname of the man who did this! To us! His real name is..."
He looked around, making sure no one else was there, stared Sykasa right in the eyes, and was silent.
"..."
"Who!" asked Sykasa relentlessly.
"..."
"What is he?" Zyron wanted answers.
"..."
"Is it a chick!" asked Jikia simply.
"He is Chuck Norris." Andrew's eyes calmed, and he took another sip of his 'cottage cheese'.
It was silent.
Until Jikia yelled out of the blue, "God damn it!"
"What," asked Crystal, "who is that?"
"Some old, stupid overated dude who everyone makes jokes about! It is annoying as me!"
"Nothing is as annoying as you." Said one of the other four.
Ignoring that, Jikia spoke again. "So he coded Mideel? Made it real?"
Zyron was absolutely pissed now. The fire wave in the orb grew bigger.
"Yes, yes, my precious, little, hacking destroyer!" Andrew said as he abandoned the 'cottage cheese' and got another beer.
"Why? Why can't we? Why do we have a real conscious instead of a player? Who is Asmodeus?"
The fire wave grew bigger, unknown to everyone in the room.
Andrew answered them all. "We want the game fair, you can't because I lost a bet and almighty Chuck Norris made it so, you are the gods, the gods of RuneScape, and Chucky gave you life, Asmodeus is like you, but teh conscious of Zaros!"
Silence, again. Jikia scratched his head. "Lost me there."
"You are the consciousness of the gods of RuneScape! Sykasa, you are Guthix! Crystal, you are Sarodromin! Zyron, you are Zamorak! Asmodeus is Zaros!"
Jikia stepped forward, bow ready. "And who am I!"
Silence. Absolute silence.
"..."
"Well!"
Andrew took a sip of his beer and spoke. "I dunno. Some god I made up, I was drunk."
"Well," said Sykasa, "he was made by someone under the influence. That explains it."
Jikia was upset, of course. "Not...a time...to make...a joke!"
He readied an arrow and pointed it at Andrew's head, and a beam of light suddenly shone from the ceiling, a holy light that glowed like a thousand suns
"You killed Asmodeus, didn't you! Apocalypse is coming! You killed him! Zaros is here!" Andrew's eyes again went bloodshot, and he drank from his 'cottage cheese' and beer, alternately.
A figure came from the beam.
It was Chuck Norris (Zaros). However, it wasn't the Chuck Norris you know. He was old, and gained some weight. He walked with a walking stick.
"Revenge..." he said, "Revenge! Asmodeus!"
He started to beat Andrew with his walking stick.
They all laughed, looking at the nerdy fool getting what he deserved, until Chuck Norris turned to them.
"I shall destroy you now!"
He tried a roundhouse kick, but he was too old, and his leg broke, and he fell on his face.
And Zyron laughed, but also mad at what he had learned.
The fire wave of Zyron's reached its limit. The orb exploded, the room filled with a blinding light.
The wave of fire flew around, uncontrolled by them all, finally finding a target, the creator of calamity, despair, and what came to be stupid humor, Chuck Norris!
The dust parted. They coughed, and rubbed their eyes. Chuck was gone, destroyed, a blazing fire where he used to be.
"It's over?" They asked.
Andrew cleaned his glasses and hacked. "Yeah, dudes. It's over."
Sykasa bent down near the fire. Nothing was left. "Now," he asked eventually, "why did the scenery crumble?"
Andrew shook his head. He tried to take a sip from his 'cottage cheese', but it was gone. "Oh no," he said, "my polyjuice potion!"
"Answer."
"Oh, right. Well, since I lost a bet, Chuck Norris took away your hack destroying powers. You became human, and that sucked, I'm pretty sure."
Crystal nodded and said to herself, "Yeah, it did..."
"Since you were causing chaos, I knew what I must do. Find the old Mideel coding, and give it to were you were, hopefully you being defeated by Sarodromin and burning in the lava!" He laughed. "POLYJUICE POTION!" He said again.
"That's done, then, now remove it," Sykasa demanded, twin swords pointed at Andrew's neck. Andrew did, fixed to the regular coding, and waved. "Get into the computer. You may go back to RuneScape, Guthix."
Zyron jumped in quickly, and Sykasa was halfway in when something hit Jikia. "Wait," he yelled, "if I'm their brother, and they are Zamorack and Guthix, Sarodromin was their brother, and in this case, sister, which means Crystal is my sister!"
Andrew said something about polyjuice potion and said, "Yes, if you put it that way."
"Nooo! I finally find a hot chick, and she turns out to be my sister!"
Crystal pushed him in. "Dude, I don't even think anyone would date you if his or her life depended on it." She entered, and all was normal.
Andrew started to transform. He had no more polyjuice potion. He turned into his real body, Tom Cruise, and ran away.
The S.O.C and the Saints of Chaos (Whoa, same initials) became allies after that, and Crystal grew used to the three idiots that in a strange turn of events (that I wasn't even planning!) were her brothers. They lived as the gods, though no one believed them, and were all called noobs, but they knew, and they smiled.
You could tell who called them noobs by checking to see if they had arrows in their butt.
The End
Author's Note: Or is it?