Greetings mortals, and welcome to my Halloween special 2010! Muahahaha!

I hope you enjoy my seasonal special. Remember, if you spot mistakes/typos in this chapter, please point them out to me. I would be extremely grateful. Thanks.

Disclaimer: I do not own Jagex, RuneScape, or any of the RuneScape characters. All I own is the plot of this fanfiction and some of the characters in the story. I am not making a financial profit from this story.

Chapter 81: Fire and Brimstone

The following month after the War of Falador was a fairly… interesting month. Master Samuel's body had been burned to ashes, and the ashes had been placed in a pot. The ashes had been mixed with some water from the River Salve and had been placed on an altar in the White Knight Castle. This was done in the hope that Master Samuel's soul would be purified and he would be forgiven. I personally thought that Master Samuel's soul was way beyond purifying, and I didn't feel he deserved any form of redemption.

A search effort had begun to look for the Noob Exterminators and the Demon Clan after their escape during the recent war, but neither could be found. I was very angry at this, because if they weren't caught soon goodness knew what disasters they could cause. They'd proven themselves menaces to society.

I'd become famous after being hailed as a hero by Sir Amik Varze. People recognised me in the streets, thanked me for defeating Master Samuel, and some even asked for my autograph! I wasn't used to it, but I was pretty sure I'd be able to get used to it very quickly. Sir Amik Varze warned me that, after the reward ceremony, I'd become even more famous. My name would grow beyond the boundaries of Falador. He told me that, technically, I'd saved RuneScape, so I'd become a RuneScape celebrity pretty quickly. I wasn't sure if I wanted this.

The God Rune had been given to Sedridor. He'd used it to help rebuild Falador before taking it to the Wizard's Tower to help him with his all-important research on the massive spell he'd discovered.

Although the summer was ending (to my sadness), I was looking forward to autumn and winter. To me, they meant Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and finally New Year's Day. It was a fun time of the year.

I felt we'd stayed long enough in Falador, and we were making arrangements to move on to Port Sarim. There was more to explore there. I'd explored most, if not all, of Falador, and I knew the city like the back of my hand. I wanted a change of atmosphere and some new places to explore, and Port Sarim fitted the glove perfectly.

On Halloween, in the morning, I was working on my house. I'd almost finished my new room, and I had a pretty solid idea as to what I wanted it to be. Just as I was sawing a plank in half, I heard a whistling coming from the garden. I put my saw down, and went to investigate. It was Postie Pete (the mailman) floating there, struggling to fit a large package into my mailbox.

"Don't bother," I chuckled. "I can take it straight off you."

"Thanks," Postie Pete grinned. He put the package at my feet. "Happy Halloween, by the way!" he yelled behind him as he was leaving.

"Thanks and ditto!" I yelled back. He left my house, and I eyed the parcel greedily. I ripped it open with one swift movement.

Inside the parcel were two small crates and a note. I picked the note up, and read it.

Dear RuneScape homes customer,

We wish you a very happy Halloween! To celebrate this spooky time of the year, we've sent you some special gifts.

The first crate is full of scary Halloween decorations to decorate your home with. In our stores, we are selling many more decorations. The second crate is a bonus crate of supplies, on top of your weekly small supply crate.

Once again, thank you for buying a home with us, and we hope you have a pleasant Halloween and autumn in general!

Sincerely,

RuneScape homes

I smiled fondly at the note, and put it aside. I opened up the supply crate and added it to my pile of building materials. I opened up the other crate, and a large array of decorations fell into my lap, including fake spiders, fake cobwebs, a magical-moving dancing skeleton, a wooden vampire model, and two fake gravestones.

A small white box sat at the bottom. I picked it up curiously. There was a note pinned to it saying 'shake me'. I did so, and a ghost came out. I yelped, and dropped the box. The ghost floated around my garden, making eerie noises. I tried attacking the ghost but I discovered it made out of white mist and was completely harmless. I shook the box again, and the ghost disappeared. I ran around my one-room house and my garden, decorating the place.

I checked my clock, and my eyes widened. I was meant to meet Amy11 in Falador square at 11:00am, and it was 10:40am at the moment! I'd gotten so distracted by the crate I'd almost forgotten about it! I rushed around, getting changed. As I was leaving, I felt something small hit my shoulder. I saw Eek the spider.

"Hello," he greeted cheerfully. "Today is Halloween! You've had me as a pet for a whole year! Isn't that amazing?" I nodded in agreement. He crawled into my pocket happily. I stepped out of my house, and I appeared in the Falador square.

I still had ten minutes, so I decided to go into the bakers. They were selling pumpkin pies today, for obvious reasons. I walked out of the bakers, munching a pie. I spotted Amy11 dressed up in her witch costume. I approached her, and she waved at me and hugged me.

"Hello!" she chirped happily. "Happy Halloween to you!"

"Thanks," I smiled back. "Happy Halloween to you too! So, why did you want to meet up now?"

"Well, I heard that there was a Halloween shop that had been set up in Lumbridge recently," she explained. "They'd be selling tricks, sweets, decorations, and the like. I didn't want to go alone, so I was wondering if you were interested in coming with me."

"Of course," I said. "It sounds nice. I'd be happy to go with you." We pulled out our wands, drew circles with them, and muttered the Lumbridge teleport incantation. We appeared in the Lumbridge square, outside the castle. I hadn't been in Lumbridge for ages, so I was filled with nostalgia going through old memories. I took Amy11's arm, and we walked through Lumbridge, chatting contently.

Amy11 took me to where the Halloween shop supposedly was. I thought it was just an abandoned old building before, but it had been refurbished. A large sign which read 'Halloween goods for sale' stood by the door. The sign had purposely been painted in sloppy red letters for effect. I could hear haunted music coming from somewhere. I opened the door, and it creaked menacingly.

The shop was packed with all types of goodies. Several massive open crates full of pumpkins stood in front of me. The shop had been separated into four areas: 'decorations', 'costumes', 'food' and 'miscellaneous'.

We decided to explore the decorations first. The shop sold a massive array of realistic, spooky, magical and novelty decorations. I decided to buy a large, scary gargoyle to decorate my house with. There were also many costumes, but none of them were as good as the seasonal event rewards you could get. I decided to buy some draping black robes to match my Death hood and my scythe.

The food section was my favourite. They sold pumpkin-shaped gobstoppers, popcorn balls, wrapped candies, chocolate bars, chocolate drops, wrapped sweets, slices of pumpkin pie, lollies, cakes, and many more besides. They also had a random collection of novelty sweets, like spider-shaped sweets that wriggled in your mouth, blood-flavoured lollies, enchanted chocolates that temporarily turned you into a bat, and so on. There was so much choice I didn't know what to pick.

There wasn't anything particularly interesting in the miscellaneous section. There were candles that let off purple mist, there were occult objects (empty glass balls with holders shaped like spiders, bat teeth, real skulls, etc). I didn't buy anything from this section.

We went to pay for our stuff. The shopkeeper was dressed up like a zombie, and he wished us a happy Halloween and gave us a handful of wrapped sweets for free. I put one in my pocket for Eek to feast on. As we turned to leave the shop, we bumped into Clayguy7. We said hello, wished him a happy Halloween, and asked him what he was doing for Halloween.

"Not much," he admitted. "I came here to check out the shop. I might be going trick-or-treating a bit later, but I'm not sure. What about you?"

"Same as you, more or less," I replied. "The only difference is that we are definitely going trick-or-treating."

"By the way," Clayguy7 said. "On my way here, I passed an odd-looking portal, but I decided to ignore it. Do you want to investigate with me?" Amy11 and I agreed to accompany him.

We walked through Draynor, chatting animatedly and admiring the decorations. Draynor Village was also in the Halloween mood. Wooden skeletons hung from ropes draped from house to house. Pumpkins with candles in them dotted the village. People that I passed in the streets wore scary costumes.

We arrived at the portal Clayguy7 was talking about. I recognised it as the portal that led to Death's house! I remembered what the portal looked like well:

The portal stood on a black stone, with a picture of a raven standing on a scythe engraved into it. The portal rim was gold, with evil shapes of ravens, spiders, and scythes moulded onto it. The portal itself seemed to suck light and life out of the atmosphere. My stomach dropped.

There was only one difference to the portal now. At the very top, a brick of black marble had been placed. Engraved into this brick was the word 'nevermore'. Ravens were engraved around the word. I frowned. I didn't understand the meaning behind the word, but I didn't care nevertheless. I was going to meet Death again! Without a second thought, I pounced into the portal.

I was dragged through a suffocating darkness. I heard very eerie noises echo around me. I could feel a wicked evil wind blowing against me. After a minute, I landed on solid ground. I stood up, and dusted myself off.

In front of me Death's mansion stood in its full glory. It was the same as last time. It still towered over me, like something from my worst nightmares, although I couldn't expect much better from Death himself. It seemed cleaner than last time. The sky was black and purple, with twisting shapes forming in it. I remembered the rotting Ficus trees. I heard two thumps behind me. Amy11 and Clayguy7 had arrived.

Amy11 groaned. "I remember this place," she muttered darkly. "I can't say I enjoyed my experiences here. I can never look at a spider in the same way again." She shuddered. I felt Eek crawl from my pocket and onto my shoulder. I heard him gasp.

"Oh my!" he exclaimed. "This is Death's house! What are we doing here again?" I shrugged.

"I'd assume he has some sort of event or task for us," I said. "We'll find out now." We walked up to his door and entered.

What I saw was very, very different to what I was expecting. The house was surprisingly clean compared to the last time I'd seen it. I remembered that everything was grimy and dusty last time. I had to chuckle when I saw no cobwebs.

The place was bustling with people. A very long table stood on one side of the room, while all of the furniture and decorations had been put on the other side. At the other end of the room, I recognised Death sitting on his throne. He wore a black cloak, and he was literally reanimated skeleton. He held his famous magnificent scythe. We approached him nervously. Clayguy7 seemed the most reluctant to talk to Death because he'd never met him before.

"Greetings, mortals," Death rumbled throatily. "I recognise two of you. How may I help you on this fine Halloween?"

"Well," I began. "We discovered your portal, and we were wondering why there are so many people here. We also wonder if you have any tasks for us this Halloween."

"There's a reason why my house is especially busy today, mortals," Death wheezed. "Ever since you, Mainiac97, slew Master Samuel and brought peace to RuneScape, nobody's been dying. The curse of possession has been lifted from animals, and people simply have not been dying. Of course, there's been the occasional death, but the death rate has decreased drastically.

"I've been bored to death (no pun intended). So, to keep myself entertained, I've been reduced to cleaning my house. Normally, I keep my house dirty so, if anyone visits my house during Halloween, I can get them to do my cleaning, and in exchange I give them some junk that clogs up my draws and wardrobes. Well, for me it's junk, but to you mortals it's quite valuable. That way, I kill three birds with one stone. My house is cleaned, I get rid of my junk, and I create Halloween events for people.

"However, this year, my house is clean, so I have no chores for people to do for me. I decided, instead, to host a party. This would create jobs for people, it would mark Halloween excellently, and it would also be fun. I'm not the one getting everything arranged, though. I'm just overlooking."

"Who is arranging everything then?" I asked.

"Pumpkin Pete, of course," Death replied, pointing towards a certain person standing by the table.

This person certainly looked odd. He wore a glittery purple suit, and he wore pointy purple shoes. He wore black gloves, and he held a black cane with a small glittery orange pumpkin on the tip. The strangest thing about him, though, was his face. He didn't have face. Instead, he had a massive pumpkin for a head. The eyes of the pumpkin were glowing different colours. It was odd seeing it. His mouth moved when he talked, which was also very unnerving.

"Who is Pumpkin Pete?" I enquired.

"He's related to Party Pete, of course," Death told me. "He specifies in arranging Halloween parties. He's excellent at it. He's requested all across the land for his abilities. But, of course, me being Death, he made my party request his priority. If you want a chore, then he's the person you should ask." I nodded, thanked Death, and walked towards Pumpkin Pete.

He was busy talking to somebody else, but as soon as he finished his conversation with that person, he turned to me.

"Hello," he greeted. "I am Pumpkin Pete, and you need no introduction. My relative Party Pete was gossiping about you, and Death mentioned you as well. You are Mainiac97, slayer of Master Samuel. However, I am sorry to admit that I do not recognise your friends." Amy11 and Clayguy7 introduced themselves. "How can I help you?" Pumpkin Pete asked politely.

"Well, my friends and I would like to help out with the party," I informed him. Pumpkin Pete nodded.

"Of course," Pumpkin Pete beamed. "I actually have a very important chore you could do. Allow me to explain.

"You see, I've invited a very famous band to perform at the party. They're very powerful singers, and their style of music would be perfect for a Halloween party. There is only one problem, though. All members of the band are part-demon. This doesn't mean anything too serious, it just means they're slightly sinister and can be very threatening when they want to be. They're also very picky with their food, which leads me to the main part of the problem.

"They've requested a very specific pie called the fire-and-brimstone pie, which is a suitable snack for demons. We've almost finished the pie. We're just missing a very important ingredient, which happens to be the brimstone."

"What's brimstone?" I asked curiously.

"It's a type of gem/rock," Pumpkin Pete informed. "It's very rare, but it's very valuable and can be used in potions and certain foods. It's yellow in colour."

"So you want us to find the brimstone?" I queried. Pumpkin Pete nodded. "How are we meant to find the brimstone?"

"There is a wizard at the top of the Wizard's Tower who can access a cavern which contains brimstone rocks," Pumpkin Pete told us. "I'm sure that, if you talk to this wizard, he'll give you entry to the cavern." I thanked Pumpkin Pete, and we left Death's house.

We ran through Draynor again, and we went into the Wizard's Tower. We ran up the steps, to the top. We saw a frail old wizard. He was standing next to a strange machine with an amulet-shaped hole in the middle, with beads of different colours in slots around the amulet-shaped one. I recognised the machine and the beads. There was a large wooden desk next to the machine. The wizard turned around, and jumped.

"I recognise you!" he said to me. "You're the boy who gave me my beads back! Hello! How can I help you and your friends?" I explained our situation to him, and I asked him about the brimstone. He gasped.

"I was considering going in that cavern today!" he told us. "I need some brimstone for a spell I'm going to cast. We may as well go there now. I'm getting old now, and I need some youngsters to accompany me when I go to dangerous places." He murmured a spell, and waved an odd trinket in the air. A red, swirling portal appeared. "Now, beware, this cavern is deep underneath an active volcano, so there is a lake of lava in the cavern," he warned. "Also, I've heard that this particular cavern is the home of a dangerous demon, although I've never met any demon. Are you ready?" We all nodded nervously. We stepped into the portal one by one.

We all appeared in a fairly large cave. I shivered. There was a green fungus dripping from the ceiling. Pointy rocks stuck out everywhere. On one side of the cave, a lake of lava ran. The heat could be felt from the other side. On the far end of the dark, dismal cave, I saw strange yellow rocks. These were obviously the brimstone rocks. There were even brimstone rocks on the ceiling! I realised how difficult it probably was to get here by foot. Only powerful magicians had instant access to the cave, and they were lucky.

We approached the rocks cautiously. I pulled my pickaxe out, and began mining the rock. The others began mining too. The wizard was removing the rocks magically.

At one point, I struck a rock, and a strange, pitch-black ring fell into my hand. A black rock was stuck to it. The wizard told me that it was uncommon to find those rings deep under the ground while mining. Apparently, they were called rings of stone, and when the stone was held down you turned into a rock temporarily until you thought yourself out of the stone. I tried it out, and I turned into a rock. I'd felt a similar sensation with the Easter ring, and the leprechaun ring. I put it on my finger gladly.

My bag was slowly filling with the shiny yellow brimstone rocks. Just as I began mining another rock, the whole cavern began shaking. A large part of the ceiling collapsed, showering us with brimstone, stones and filth. A roar echoed around the stone walls of the cavern. The river of lava parted, and a massive, black, scaly, slimy hand emerged. The hand was followed by an arm, and then another arm. Sooner or later, a colossal black demon towered over us.

This demon was twice as large as Delrith, and twice as horrifying. Its eyes were rolling madly, and drool was dripping from its mouth. It had black scales instead of red scales, and it was level 115. It roared its displeasure, and flames shot out of its nostrils. It swiped a massive claw towards us, and we dodged frantically.

"So this is the demon I've heard so much about," the wizard murmured. "I extract these rocks magically, so I don't disturb the demon, but it's obviously awoken when the rocks are mined. Everybody, get ready for the fight of your life!"

"I've fought worse," Clayguy7 laughed. He jumped upwards, and tried to strike the demon with his clay hammer. The demon knocked him into the wall opposite. Clayugy7 stood up, dusting himself off. "Maybe not," he admitted.

We took it in turns to run forward to try and attack the demon. Occasionally, we ran forward together to try and cause more damage the demon. We tried to carry on mining, but we had to stay alert, otherwise we'd get swept away by the demon's hand. It became very, very difficult when the demon started breathing black flames. My arm was scorched at one point. It didn't look like we'd be able to triumph over the demon.

An idea occurred to me, although I doubted it would be successful. I felt for my ring of stone, and I transformed into a rock. The demon didn't notice, and continued attacking the others. I transformed back, and ran forward. The demon tried to hit me, but I transformed into a rock again. The demon missed, startled. It forgot about me easily, and it continued attacking the others.

I continued the process until I was dangerously close to the demon. The others had caught on to my plans, and tried their best to distract the already enraged demon. I turned myself back into my normal form, and I pounced towards the demon. I grabbed onto its horns. The demon tried to knock me off, but it ended up hitting itself by accident. It tried shaking me off angrily. I grabbed Silverlight, and I threw Silverlight into its head. Filthy black blood spilled out, and the demon roared in pain and rage. This bought the others enough time to get close, and we all jumped on its head, minus the wizard, who threw spells at it from afar. We all attacked its head, and this severely injured it. It threw us off successfully, bellowing with agony.

We continued the attack confidently, and in the end we managed to best it. It collapsed, dead. Its body transformed into a pile of ashes, coins, fire runes, and some brimstone. We shared the reward out equally, but the wizard took the ash, telling us demon ash could be very useful. We gathered all of the brimstone that had fallen from the ceiling during the attack.

We spent another hour or so mining the rest of the brimstone. The wizard told us that, after another day or so, more brimstone would replace what we'd mined. This made me wonder how it was considered rare if it respawned. I voiced these questions to the wizard, and he explained that this and a few other places were practically the only places where brimstone could be mined. Brimstone spawned in very hard-to-access places.

The wizard opened up the portal again, and we appeared back in the wizard's tower. We were all covered with mud and blood, so the wizard cast a cleaning spell on us.

"Well, thank you for accompanying me to that cave," he said. "It got the job done half as quickly, even though we woke up a black demon."

"No," I protested. "Thank you for opening the portal for us, and letting us come with you."

We turned to leave, but the wizard stopped us.

"Wait!" he cried. "Let me reward you." I began arguing, but he put his hand up, and I stopped. He pulled a massive cauldron out from underneath his desk. This cauldron was filled with a green mixture. He also pulled out a large pot filled with dozens of golden amulets. He threw a few pieces of brimstone inside the potion, and he cast a fire spell on the potion. It bubbled, and turned a strange shade of orange. He emptied the pot of golden amulets into the potion. He began moving his fingers over the surface of the potion, murmuring a spell. He dipped some odd trinket into the potion, whispering more spells. In the end, the potion turned blood-red, and the amulets floated to the surface. He scooped them out, and handed one each to us.

The amulet was a normal golden amulet, but the potion had altered it slightly. It filled my body with fear just looking at it, and it seemed to be glowing red.

"What have you done to them?" I whispered fretfully.

"I've cast a spell on it known as the spell of fear," the wizard explained. "This spell isn't a wicked spell. When you wear that amulet, it will make you appear scarier to people. Allow me to demonstrate." He put one of these enchanted amulets around his own neck, and suddenly he appeared twice as tall and twice as intimidating. I shrunk back from him. He chortled, and pulled it off. He turned back to normal. I sighed with relief, and clapped.

"It can be very useful in certain situations," the wizard smiled. "I intend to give them out to trick-or-treaters who visit the tower tonight. I hope you can put it to good use." He also gave me my quest scroll for the bead quest I did a while ago. The scroll read:

Congratulations! You have completed Imp Catcher.

You have earned:

1 quest point

An experience lamp containing 200 magic exp

The amulet of accuracy

The wizard explained that the amulet of accuracy was an amulet that ensures that any spells that you cast or any arrows you shoot hit their target. I thanked the wizard thoroughly, and shook his hand. He waved us goodbye.

I admired my amulets gladly as we walked back to Death's house. The sun was setting, and I saw people going around trick-or-treating.

We entered Death's house, and we walked up to Pumpkin Pete. He smiled at the sight of us.

"So, how did the search for the brimstone go?" he asked cheerfully. We all emptied our bags of the brimstone we'd collected, and it all formed a small mountain of glittery yellow rocks. Pumpkin Pete's carved mouth fell open.

"Wow," he mumbled. "This'll be way too much. I'll take some, and you can take the rest, OK?" We all nodded. He helped himself to a good quarter of the brimstone, and we kept the rest.

"Well, thank you for helping out," Pumpkin Pete said. "Here are your rewards from me. Talk to Death for a reward from him." He handed us one white brooch each. There was a skull on the brooch. "That is the bone brooch," he told us. "Press the skull." I pinned it to my belt. I pressed the skull, and I suddenly transformed into a pile of bones. Everyone else laughed. I thought myself out of the bone form.

Suddenly, ropes went around my hands and legs. They dragged me upwards, and began moving around. I was being forced to dance! After a few seconds, the ropes lowered and let me go. Pumpkin Pete explained that I'd learnt the 'puppet master' emote. It was considered a dance move, and could be used to avoid attacking enemies.

"Also, take this." He handed me a card, which said 'you have been invited to Death's Halloween party' on it, with a signature underneath. I thanked Pumpkin Pete. "No problem," he smiled. "You've worked very, very hard for me, and I'm obliged to give all of my workers to the party. It is currently 6:00pm, and the party starts at 9:00pm. You've got three hours to go trick-or-treating, get changed, etc, before coming back here. Enjoy yourselves!" I shook his hand, and I ran to Death.

"Hello, mortal," he said to me. He sounded grave, but then again he always sounded like that.

"I've completed the task assigned to me by Pumpkin Pete," I told him anxiously.

"Well done," Death answered. "I have some rewards for you." He handed me a small black box. "That is a Halloween decoration which I made myself. If you shake it, a figure that looks like me made from mist will appear and float. It makes the floor go all misty." I noticed that it was similar to the ghost decoration I'd gotten from RuneScape homes.

I extended thanks to Death, and turned to leave. He stopped me just as I was about to leave. "What's that hanging from your neck?" he questioned. I handed him my amulet of fear. He snorted. "This is human trickery," he sniggered. "This isn't as effective as it could be." He muttered a spell, and the red glow in the amulet magnified. "This'll be twice as effective now." I thanked Death again, and left his house. I waited for a minute, and Amy11 left.

"Where's Clayguy7?" I asked. Amy11 explained that he'd stayed inside to take on bodyguard duty for extra rewards.

We went to Diango to claim our previous Halloween rewards. I picked a gruesome monster mask, and a zombie head which started insulting me. He told me that I'd claimed every single previous Halloween reward, and next year he'd give me an experience lamp instead. I thanked him, and put my goodies in the bank.

I changed into my Death outfit, which included the hood, scythe, and the robes I bought earlier. I also wore my amulet of fear. Amy11 and I created some type of drama, where she knocked the door, and when the door opened I jumped into sight, and when I touched Amy11 she'd use her bone brooch. This gave off the impression that I'd killed her. This scared everyone senseless, and I had to take my amulet off and pull my hood down before they screamed for help. We usually got extra treats because of how scary our little act was. It even scared Aggie the witch, who was usually fearless.

We went all around Draynor and Lumbridge trick-or-treating. By the end, all of my pots were filled with candy.

We decided to go to Death's party slightly early. We went into the portal, and a massive hand stopped us.

"Do you have your invitation?" a familiar voice asked. I looked up, and saw Clayguy7 grinning down on us. I flourished my invitation, and Claguy7 let us pass with a wink.

The house didn't have the crowded, bustling atmosphere any more. A dance floor had been cleared, and people were dancing in it. A large stage had been set up, and a band was performing a spooky song. I could see that the members of the band had demonic features to their faces. Death sat in his chair, as sombre as ever. The long table had been filled with all types of foods. Some of the foods didn't look edible for us, while there were party favourites there as well (including cake, pie, pizza, beer, etc).

I enjoyed that night very, very much. I danced with Amy11, ate, drank, danced some more, and ate some more. I chatted with Death, Clayguy7, Pumpkin Pete and others I recognised there (Sir Amik Varze and Duke Horacio had been invited, for instance).

But, even as I stumbled home, I still thought of the demon, and worried. The attack of the demon proved that dangers still lurked in the depths of RuneScape, and killing Master Samuel hadn't eradicated all of my enemies. I wondered where James, the MCM and his clone, the surviving black knight commanders, and others were. I wondered what they were planning, and I worried, even though there wasn't too much cause for worry at that moment.

I hope y'all enjoyed my take on this year's Halloween event, and I wish each and every one of you a Happy Halloween! :D

Yeah, as you can see, my version of the Halloween event is very different to Jagex's original. My question to you for this chapter is, which version did you prefer? Please be honest.

Next chapter will be the epilogue, and beyond that there will be some final author notes.

Until next time, toodles!