The Official Clan War series - A RuneScape Fanfiction by Manaphy (a.k.a Mana)

Chapter One: Attack Alarm - The attack alarm goes off as the Silver Serpents Clan approach..

Disclaimer: I do not own RuneScape, Jagex or any of the programs in which it is controlled and functioned. I do, however, own Cleft and the other characters, and their personalities.

Author's Note: The chapters in this series are kept short, to avoid any confusion and keep them in neat episode-fashion.

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Two dark emerald eyes snapped open, wide with horror and shock. Their owner made no further movement, until she blinked and narrowed her eyebrows. The sound that had caused her wakening was not the usual later noises of Coggs next door who usually woke the whole corridor up by shouting obscenities down the landing, for a different reason each morning. No, this noise was different. It was.. an alarm. The dreaded attack alarm, rung by a huge bell that hadn't been used in over a year. The Golden Dragon Clan were extremely well respected, and it was as tough to get out as it was to get in, as their camp was surrounded by superbly trained mages, with binding spells at the ready. The bell was only rung when the dreaded event occurred that sometimes meant the downfall of weaker clans. It was the bell that signified the approach.. of a rival clan. The Golden Dragons were under attack.

' Who the hell! ' a familiar voice sounded, thunderous and rather frenzious. Coggs from next door was obviously awake, the first as always. Other fellow clan members that slept in this section of the camp were waking too. Lots of 'huh?'s could be heard, paired with many comments that were even worse, but nothing could match Coggs's display of swearing. Shuffling through the bedcovers, a young woman leapt down onto the ground from her bed, the top bunk. Another lay asleep in the lower bunk. Wondering how on earth he could have slept through the alarm and the shouting, she roughly shook her roommate.

' Wake up! Wake up! ' she hissed. The man woke, yawned, snuffled and then froze apon hearing the alarm.

' Cleft? Cleft, what's going on? ' he replied, his voice getting higher. Mouse was always like that. They called him 'Mouse', but his real name was Triff. He had been named for his attitiude - Mouse was scared of nearly everything, but deep down he had the heart of a lion, or else he wouldn't have been accepted by the clan. The clan leader was the great warrior, Saraneth.

' It's the alarm bell! Come on, get dressed. Quickly! '

Hurrying over to the drawers, she scurried into some clothes, her long black robes outlined in dark red complete with the clan's logo, a golden dragon surrounded by red that signified loyalty and bravery. She helped Mouse get into his own robes, as he was going far too slowly. Mouse had brown hair and brown eyes, and could really look pathetic sometimes. But today, Cleft had no time to bother about making him look smart. Cleft herself had long light-brown hair and deep green eyes, and was quite beautiful. But she was not to be messed with, for she was a fearsome archer. Swinging her long maple bow over her shoulder, she packed a quiver full of mithril arrows, but left her poisoned ones behind. They were very special, and although this was an irregular occasion, they didn't even know what was going on yet.

Opening the door, the two friends made it into the hallway, where there was a long queue that outstretched right along the corrider. Clearly they were not the only ones who wanted to know what was going on. Besides, she was sure there was a rule somewhere that everyone had to make it into the Great Hall whenever an alarm sounded.

' Blimey, what's going on? ' Mouse whispered excitedly. Cleft shrugged.

' How would I know? ' she snapped.

' Ok, ok.. keep your hair on.. '

The queue moved forwards a bit, and they swiftly jumped into the open position without too much hassle.

' The Silver Serpents attack! The Silver Serpents attack! '

Someone was calling from the loudspeaker, complete with a blow from a trumpet. probably Jordan, Sir Saraneth's eager trumpeteer. This caused huge mayhem.

' Why, those dishonourable dogs! ' someone cried.

' I can't believe they'd sink this low! ' another bellowed.

' Pah, we'll whoop their asses! ' Mouse cried. Cleft batted him on the side of the head but laughed.

The queue moved further on, and soon they were moving into the hall.. with no idea what awaited them.