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Hey everyone! I'm back after my break, I'm sure anyone that has been in high school will understand. I'm a sophomore and with homecoming and things I have been busy.
Old Allies and New Foes
Darkness had fallen in the town of Burgh De Rott, which for them meant there was almost no light and the fog had rolled in as four weary adventures entered into the run down hotel within its depths.
"Everyone get rooms and stay here, I have business to attend to then I'll be back." Striker said.
"Are you crazy, its almost impossible to see out there plus the juveniles are out!" Lime yelled.
"I understand that but I must meet with a friend of mine, if anyone would have any information it would be him and his contacts."
"What could be so important you are going out at this time of night in the dark?" Namelesspain asked.
"I helped some people out around here awhile back, I need to speak with them."
"Fine, but take Blitzer with you." Lime said.
"Fine come on." He sighed in defeat.
With that the two left the others and headed out into the foggy night, vanishing from the others within moments of leaving the door. They slipped thru the town and quietly and quickly as possible, not even allowing traces of footprints to show in the earth if possible, until they arrived at an old run down and decaying bar. Striker calmly went over and brushed aside some debris revealing a trap door.
"Blitzer, whatever you hear down here never speak of who these people are. Understood?" Striker said
"Understood." Blitzer replied in a monotone.
With that they headed down the trap door and unto the basement. Upon entering they were confronted with several people.
"Hello again Veliaf." Striker said.
"Hello yourself, who is this with you?"
"His name is Blitzer, a man out of the group I am with. They refused to let me go alone I don't blame them especially in this territory."
"Me either, so what brings you to visit us this time?"
"I need information concerning the recent Vampire activity, I was returning from my mission in Hallowvile and found a group assaulted by wolves, later that night a Vampire broke lose form the Church on the Salve and killed several people."
"This is very troubling, it may confirm a fear that I have had, the Majharat have returned and are leading this into a new war. I know that Hazeel has been resurrected and several others are around as well. Rumors also persist that Iban did not die in the underground pass. Over all it does not seem good for us."
"Thank you, I must return to my friends now."
With that they returned to the hotel, the words of Veliaf echoing in there minds.
"So they may have returned." Striker thought to himself.
When they entered the hotel they found everyone else had gone to bed, Blitzer left to go to bed and Striker remained awake at the bar, thinking everything over with a few drinks. From a corner of the room a girl of his own age noticed him there.
"It can't be, the last I saw of him was two years ago at Edgeville. He dead didn't he."
She gathered her courage and walked over to him.
"S..Striker?" she asked unsure of herself.
"Yea?" He turned to speak to the voice.
His eyes went wide with shock just as hers had moments before.
"H…Holy Crap…Jenna?" He asked not sure if he believed that his former best friend was alive, let alone in front of him.
The she had long black hair and blue eyes, Full Guthix armor with a obby shield and hung on her back under an obby cloak. Also a dragon scimitar was hanging for her belt. Then she unceremoniously slapped him across the face, hard.
"You jerk, I thought you were dead for two years. So many of the others were. Your whole unit turned up dead for the most part. Six missing, thirty killed and twenty wounded." She said voice choked with emotion.
"I was told no one survived from our friends. My brother, everyone else I didn't want to face it anymore, I'm sorry I should have looked."
"Yes you should have you arrogant prick! Almost everyone was dead, I had to leave the knights just to survive or I'd be gone. I've lost so much."
"I know, I wake up at night screaming sometimes Jen."
"I can still see them die, hear the cries of agony and the plies for mercy." He said
"Same here, two years and you'd think it'd stop eh?."
"Yea you would, Sir Amik Varze told me that he felt I was the only one left. He let me leave." Striker said
"Well, I survived as well. The others…didn't." Her voice trailing off.
"I see…" his own voice riddled with emotion.
"Edgeville…cost us all so much didn't it. Them there lives, us torment knowing we survive."
"You realize I'm not letting you out of my sight don't you Striker."
"We are involved in a fight against Zamarok once again, are you sure you want to?"
"Yes, I've found one of my friends I felt was dead for years, you think I'm backing down."
"I guess not."
"So…what happened to you, that day."
"It started like this."
Flashback two years ago Edgeville
The leader of the white knights stood before several columns of troopers. White and Temple knights alike each stood at the castle, waiting for orders. Among these were a younger and less troubled looking Striker and Jen, alongside of them were two men one had black hair and gray eyes, the second had blue hair and blue eyes, Both wore the armor of a white knight as did Striker and Jen, although they had there own weapons. Striker a rune long sword and Jen a rune scimitar. Also two girls one with blond hair and green eyes, the other with red hair and brown eyes, also in traditional white knight armor.
"I stand before you today, as your king, your general and the leader of your army. My knights the time has come Zamorak's black knights have begun an assault on the town of Edgeville; we will march out and meet them in the field of battle. I don't need to explain that if we die today, if we fail, Zamarok may have a clear shot at Folador. Good luck, and my Saradomin bring you good luck.
"Good luck guys." Striker said to the group
"Take Care Striker, Achilles, Ajax. " Jen said.
With the six friends broke apart and went to each of there battle units. This would be the last day four of them were to draw breath on this mortal plain.
The battle lines were drawn as the group approached from the Wilderness a ballista bolt tore thru the line killing and wounding men, then in an instant the black knights and there archers were upon them. The legendary battle of Edgeville had begun. Devastation rained down around them on one side of the field Striker and company fought for there lives on the other Jen and the others held there own. Then almost in slow motion Ajax the blue haired man was hit by an archer in the throat, he fell, Striker ran over and grabbed his friend only to have him die in his arms. A charge was sounded the friends angered over his death ran forward with vengeance on there minds. Jen watched in horror as Rose the blond girl was cut down by a swordsman, she ran forward tears in her eyes at the loose of her friend. Then at the rise tragedy struck once more a ballista bolt ripped straight thru the chest of Achilles, he died before he hit in the ground. In a rage Striker ran forward away from his unit and began to cut down black knights left, right, and center. The battle was drawing to a close by this point, on one side of the field Striker was massacring black knights in a revenge driven blood lust, on the other the white knights had broken the lines but taken heavy loses. The leader of the black knights had died one of his lieutenants, named Iban turned and shot a spell at Jen, but at the last instant Jessica her other friend, dove in front of it, the spell killed her instantly as she burnt alive. Jen ran forward and drove her sword across Iban countless times, until the black hearted man had left the world."
End Flashback
"That's how it was huh." Striker said. Both had downed several drinks in the course of the night it was now well after two in the morning.
"I think I will turn in for the night, see you in the morning." Jenna said.
"Night." With that they headed off to there rooms and fell asleep. The forsaken memories of that day still in there minds, as they always had been.
Well sorry it took so long but here it is. I figured there had to be some kind of past here and adding an old friend that was thought dead, seemed to explain why Striker didn't have many. They died in battle. Well I'll try to update sooner next time lol. Review!