Arrow to Bow
Disclaimer: If I owned MapleStory my archer would be Level 21 already...I hate weekdays and their pathetic 15 minute time limits…and I seem to use all that time scaring away a kser with my priest…gosh!
A/N: Thank you for the review again WilltheGreat! Although you are the only person reviewing, I will still continue! –hint hint the 44 hits I have…PLEASE REIVEW!-
The crowd stared at him, completely and utterly amazed.
Then one young archer, wearing hard brown leather armor, winded his way through the crowd and started to yell at him in a language he could not understand.
"lyke OMFG! lolololol!11!!!elevenone!!!111 he is a n00b lolz. how da hell he kill crog? lololol. hax0r! hax0r!"
The entire crowd took up the chant, except they said it in a way that had MUCH better grammar.
"Get away from our noble town of Henyses you hacker! Get away! We don't want hackers like you in our town! What, did you summon that crimson balrog just so you could pretend to be a hero? Get AWAY! HACKER! HACKER! HACKER!"
Shocked, the young archer slowly backed away.
/Two years later/
He was stronger now. Much stronger. He lived on the pork from the many pigs roaming around Henyses, using two pieces of wood to make friction to start a fire. He made arrows from pieces of wood that he smoothed out with his last boughten arrow and made the tips with the occasional bits of steel he found after killing a pig. Pig gut strings were used to attach the bow-tips the the piece of wood. And he used these arrows sparsely, only leaving them if they had crushed themselves beyond repair. He was still using his old blue bow, and now it was his most cherished possession.
He was just settling down to sleep in the old doghouse close to Henyses when he heard a light pitter-patter of feet outside.
Drawing the spear he had found from an orange mushroom, he snook outside and carefully laid the spear down on the ground where he estimated the walker would come.
"OW!"
He smirked. He had always been good at these kinds of things.
"Who did that? It hurt..."
It was a shock to him that this person had not known he was there. Many people had passed by, and each time he had done this. Each and every time he had been greeted with shouts of "HACKER" and had slowly snuck back into the doghouse.
"You...do you know who I am?"
"Yes...you're the one who tripped me! It still hurts...why'd you do that?"
"You really don't know me? I am the one who killed the crimson balrog when I had just become an archer. Don't tell me you don't know me! Don't tell me your family hasn't told you about me, the oh-so-infamous hacker!"
"Wow...you killed a crimson balrog? When you just became an archer? Wow...that's really amazing! Teach me! Teach me! I'm an archer too now! My family cast me out...because I was not strong enough to become a warrior like everyone else..."
He stared. A Perion born archer...someone who did not know about...he would see how he was.
"You can sleep here tonight." He said gruffly. "But only tonight."
A/N: Omg no wai! Am I accidentaly changing the main character? Dang it! -changes title-
The next morning he woke up and saw for the first time what the Perion-born archer looked like.
He's...a really little kid...
He shook his head in exasperation. What was he thinking? When he had become an archer, he had been just that old.
The archer had dark brown hair in the commonly used Wind style, wearing a blue jeans jacket. Underneath the jacket there was a black t-shirt with the emblem of Perion, a Crimson Balrog skewered in the heart with a legendary Dragon Faltizan, on it. Someone - probably the archer himself - had attached a piece of paper with the Henyses emblem, A Bowmaster and a Crossbowmaster facing each other, a dead Thatanos lying between them, onto the bottom of the t-shirt. He was wearing dark black jeans, embedded with steel fibers ( the common outfit of an attendee of the Perion Warrior Academy ), attached by a belt with all four emblems of the four jobs, including the previously stated warrior and bowman emblems, along with the mage emblem, which was seperated into three parts, one part having the ice elemental, one part having the fire elemental, and the last having the Bamahut, the legendary dragon of the priests. Last there was the emblem of the thieves, which showed a Hermit and a Cheif Bandit facing off, the smoke of a Meso Explosion hiding the face of the Hermit, who was leaping toward the Cheif Bandit to throw deadly steel Ilbis at the Cheif Bandit's throat.
From his outfit, it seemed the kid was pretty even-minded about the four jobs.
A/N: I suck people. D: I gave up on this because from up there I couldn't figure out how to finish it up -.-. If it's okay R and R pl0x :D This chappie is not finished. It is simply posted because it has been in my documents for like...a million days D:
Edit: What in the seven hellz Fanfiction, let me bold and italict that A/N!