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A Happy New Year to you all! I hope you enjoy this special. Remember as usual, if you spot any mistakes and typos in this chapter please notify me. Thanks.
Also, just a side-note, the creator of the character 'Ninjamouse1' (who shares the same username) has written a short story which explores the history of the character a little. He is an amazing writer and if you're interested in the character I highly suggest you read the story when you have a moment. Also, I have updated the contents of my profile if anybody is interested.
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.
JAGEX DOES NOT MAKE NEW YEAR EVENTS. The event in this chapter was created by me. Thank you.
New Year Special 2011
I walked through the streets of Varrock nervously. It was getting dark. I was currently wearing my best bottle-blue suit. I clutched my party invitation in my hand. I'd bought a cheap leather sheathe that I could keep Silverlight in, just in case. I remembered attending an Easter party a year or so ago, and I remembered that I needed a weapon back then.
I was currently accompanied by Osrie1, Amy11, Sir Amik Varze and four of his bodyguards, one of which was Capablanca. On Christmas I'd received an exclusive party invitation to a New Year party hosted by King Roald of Varrock. Osrie1, Sir Amik Varze and Amy11 had also been given invitations. Sir Amik Varze was permitted to bring bodyguards with him because he was an important ruler. I had been permitted to bring two friends with me, but I didn't know who to bring with me because Amy11 and Osrie1 had already been invited (they played crucial roles in the war in Falador).
Christmas had been a fantastic time for me. The entire day had been devoted to eating, drinking, celebrating, and generally enjoying. The Heimland Games were still open and were holding a New Year's celebration, but I decided to attend this one instead because I couldn't miss the opportunity to meet King Roald.
In the end I had decided to name my pet Heim crab Heimlich. I felt it was a very appropriate name, considering what species of crab Heimlich was.
I hadn't been in Varrock for over a year, and it had changed a lot in the past year. I blamed the possession of the animals and the supposed zombie attacks from the wilderness. When I was in Varrock last, there was a fairly small poverty-stricken ruined area in the great city, but that area seemed to have grown in my absence. I saw many homeless people in the richer areas of Varrock.
We walked into the famous Varrock square. I was expecting a lot of noise and cheering in the Varrock square because it was New Year's Eve, but it was practically deserted. People darted through the square, peering around suspiciously. This confused me; had Varrock really become that dangerous?
A golden archway led into the courtyard of a huge, golden and bronze palace. I assumed this was the Varrock palace. We went through this golden archway. We appeared in a glorious courtyard. We were surrounded by beautiful gardens, tall trees, and shimmering stone fountains of different shapes and sizes. We were walking on a path that led up to massive open doors. Guards patrolled the area. On the sides of the castle, I saw paths that probably led to many different places. We walked down the path and through the open doors.
We appeared in a gigantic golden hallway. The floor was covered with marvellous golden symbols, and the walls were painted with white, gold, green and silver symbols. Big glimmering chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and many doors dotted the hallway, some open. I remembered the last time I was here. I didn't have much time to examine my surroundings because at the time I was in the middle of a terrible war.
We went to continue, but we were stopped by some guards.
"What are you here for?" the guard asked. He sounded tired. "Are you here for the party?" We all nodded. "May I see your invitations?" We all showed him our invitations. He checked all of them, and nodded. "Follow me," he gestured. "I'll take you to Queen Ellamaria's flower garden, where the party is being held." We followed him through many long and winding corridors until we arrived at another open door. This led outside. We walked through, into the party.
We were in a fairly large garden. Bushes, trees and pots filled with every flower imaginable filled the garden. People stood around in expensive clothes, holding food or glasses of drink, chatting animatedly. A butler in a black suit approached us, holding a tray holding glasses full of wine on it. We took some glasses off the tray, thanking the butler.
On the far end of the garden, a long table with all kinds of food and drinks on it stood. The food and drinks varied, from party favourites such as meat pies, beer and pizza, to strange dishes that I'd never seen before. There was a large open area behind the table. Some people were running around, setting something up. I assumed they were setting up fireworks for later. Nearby, on my left, there was another open area. People were dancing here. A stage had been set up, and the famous RuneScape Rockers were playing on this stage.
A man in a long, red gown wearing a diamond-studded golden crown approached us. He wore purple silk clothes and there was a jewel-studded silver-and-bronze dagger attached to his robes. He smiled warmly at us.
"Hello," he grinned. "Welcome to my party. I am King Roald, and this is my wonderful wife, Ellamaria." A similarly-dressed woman approached him and stood next to him, also greeting us. Sir Amik Varze shook both of their hands. Other people from our group approached them and bowed/curtsied. I approached them, and bowed.
"You must be Mainiac97," King Roald chuckled. "You're the great hero everybody has been discussing recently. Apparently, you were the one who slew Master Samuel and stopped the animal possession and the strange events. We are grateful for that. You see, possessed zombies from the wilderness were constantly attacking Varrock in groups, and it was growing increasingly difficult to keep them back. Your actions stopped the zombies and have given us time to recover from the attacks. Thank you."
"Also, you were the one who slew Delrith a long time ago," Queen Ellamaria added. "We are also grateful for that." I accepted their thanks, shook their hands. "We have a lot planned for tonight. It is currently 9:10pm. The party will continue like this until 11:30pm. We will set off some fireworks, and we will light our biggest firework exactly ten minutes before the New Year. Aggie the witch (the person who has been put in charge of arranging the fireworks) has spent almost a month creating this gargantuan firework." We all nodded enthusiastically. Somebody else arrived and King Roald and Queen Ellamaria turned to greet them. We walked away to join the party.
I made a beeline for the food and I filled my stomach with meat, pizza and cake. I must have drunk at least a keg of beer and I felt ever so slightly tipsy. I'd grown a resistance to alcohol after a short period in Falador where I became depressed and grew a temporary drinking problem; this beer was probably especially strong because I couldn't think clearly.
I began dancing with Amy11. I wasn't an expert at dancing and I found myself stepping on her feet many times. She just laughed and continued dancing. Osrie1 tried coercing me into drinking more, but I declined. The last thing I wanted to do was make a fool of myself in front of King Roald.
As I danced with her, I looked at her. She wasn't looking at me, but I could tell that she could sense my stare and was simply ignoring it. I'd grown so close with Amy11. We weren't technically in a relationship but everybody took it for granted that we were. We both knew what we really felt for each other deep inside. We'd had many, many close moments together, and we were becoming even closer since we were living in the same house. We knew that we both loved each other since a time earlier this year, when we went in the Falador Park together for the first time.
The music switched from a fast-paced song to a slower song. Our dance steadily got slower and closer. We stopped for a second and we stared into each other's eyes. I bent my head down and our lips got very close. Not for the first time, they met, and we shared a moment of passion together.
Our kiss was separated by a series of screams. I looked up reluctantly, and spotted a firework whizzing around overhead, sputtering sparks and embers. It was potentially dangerous. I'd had a lot of experience with extinguishing fireworks, so I grabbed a nearby large mug of water and splashed it over the firework when it came within splashing range. The firework fell to the floor. People cheered for a few seconds before returning to whatever they were doing before. I kicked the damp firework angrily. It had interrupted a special moment between Amy11 and I, a moment that would be difficult to recreate.
The night wore on and butlers began pouring from the castle to refill the table and offer more food to the party-goers. Soon, 11:30pm arrived, and the sky filled with a colourful array of sparks. A crowd gathered by the table to watch the fireworks. The crowd let off the occasional gasp of amazement, and the odd 'ooh' and 'ah'.
After a set amount of time, the firework display stopped, and the familiar figure of Aggie the witch, along with a group of helpers, carried out a colossal firework which was as tall as my house and as thick as the pillars in the Grand Exchange. Two helpers trailed an immeasurably long rope over their shoulders. The rope was spread out as much as possible, and was lit. A red flame travelled slowly down the rope. Massive blue numbers appeared in the sky, counting down from ten minutes to the New Year.
At that moment, a big metal ball fell onto the dancing enclosure. People backed away from it, frightened. A few seconds later, it exploded, and the area filled with smoke. Pandemonium ensued. People ran left and right, bumping into objects or other people. All that could be heard were screams and yells of confusion. Sooner or later, the smoke cleared slightly, allowing some sight. I heard a familiar roaring noise, and my heart dropped instantly. We had party-crashers.
A motorbike flew through the smoke and landed on the stage, which the RuneScape Rockers had evacuated. The Black Fly pressed a button on the side of the motorbike, and the bike seemed to disappear into itself to form a metal tablet of some sort. The Black Fly put this 'tablet' in a pocket on his leather shirt, and his so-called 'sky stick' materialised underneath him. He pulled out his dangerous green sword, and sent it flying into the ground. He pulled it back out, and let out a bellow.
The ground began shaking, and the dancing area seemed to part as the Brown Beetle drilled his way through the ground. He jumped into the air, and dived back into the ground. He appeared again, and he stood up and dusted himself off. A guard ran forward bravely to attack the Brown Beetle, but the guard was mauled badly by the Brown Beetle's drills.
We heard flapping noises, and we saw the Silver Wasp and the Pink Butterfly fly to the ground. The Pink butterfly pulled out her black tube and she sent a stream of fire towards the crowd. Everybody jumped back. The Black Fly jumped onto the ground, holding his 'sky-stick' underneath his arm. The Demon Clan stood together, smirking at the surrounding people.
"We are the Demon Clan, and we are back!" the Black Fly yelled. "We have also had an upgrade. Our motorbikes are upgraded and more dangerous than ever. We have also recruited new members. Behold!" Another roaring sound filled the garden, and two additional motorbikes flew through the now-clearing smoke to join the rest of the Demon Clan. These motorbikes looked different. They were entirely red, and they had spikes coming from them. These two people wore red leather with metal spikes on them. The men pressed buttons on their arms and their helmets disappeared into the rest of their armour, revealing their faces.
They were twins. They had long, black, greasy hair, and hazel eyes. Their skin was pale, and their lips were blood-red. I frowned. They looked suspiciously like… I shook the disgusting thought out of my head. But my fears were confirmed when they grinned. They had fangs. I was in the presence of vampire twins. I felt my blood turn to ice and I felt my heart speed up. My breathing grew heavy. I stepped backwards.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I proudly present to you the newest members of our clan, the Red Leeches!" The Black Fly yelled. "They've been aptly named. People, fear them, for they are vampires." I heard many gasps and many screams. Word had spread of the Falador murders and vampires were now feared. One of the Red Leeches held his arm up, and a volley of spikes flew from his arm. People scattered, and many people were impaled with the spikes. It was terrible to watch.
"We are not the only gatecrashers you will be facing today, though," the Black Fly hissed. "We have teamed up with another clan of sorts." Three figures seemed to fall from the sky. My heart seemed to sag even lower if that was possible. These people were the Noob Exterminators. Madrey1 was as intimidating and as burly as ever. He towered above everybody else. Phantom and Rogue stood in the background.
"Hello, noob," Madrey1 hissed in my ear. "As you can see, we have met some friends who have something in common with us, that being a hatred for you." The Red Leeches jumped forward, and one of them grabbed me by the neck.
"I recognise you," he spat in my ear. "You were in the sewers when our vampire clan leader was killed by a werewolf. We managed to flee with our lives. Allow me to elaborate.
"We once belonged to an ancient family of very rich vampires, but because of reasons I'd rather not share we were forced to leave the house. We joined Mort's clan in the Stronghold of Security. Of course, we left, moved to the sewers, and joined a murderous plot planned out by a traitorous white knight commander. Of course, you should know what happens from there. We just happened to have the misfortune of meeting a werewolf in the sewers, and, as I said, we managed to flee with our lives.
"We lived on the streets of Falador, disguised as tramps. It was suspicious for many reasons. The fact we are twins made us stand out. Our fangs and our abnormally pale skin made us look suspicious, and Falador is a city with very few tramps. Since the murders, security had tightened so it was no longer safe for us. We moved to Varrock.
"Varrock was, at the time, going through a disaster. They were constantly putting up with zombie attacks, crime problems, homelessness problems, and etcetera. We would fit in perfectly. We could feed easily because nobody would notice us. We spent a long time in Varrock, and we began hearing rumour of a war happening in Falador.
"We were exploring the sewers one day, and we met the Demon Clan. They'd recently escaped from prison. They introduced themselves, explained who they were, and we did the same. They asked if we wanted to join their clan, and in the end we agreed. Their technology and their weapons seemed amazing to us, and our abilities would be helpful to them. They promised us a lot of food if we joined and so far they've kept their promise.
"They made us armour, gave us motorbikes and showed us how to use them. We soon met the Noob Exterminators who had quite a few things in common with the Demon Clan, including a hatred for you and a thirst for revenge. We've been plotting this for a while."
The Red Leech that had been telling the story to me finished, smiling evilly. I was thrown into the air and I smashed into the table, groaning.
People began screaming and fleeing for their lives. The Demon Clan spread out and began attacking the guards and Glory Troopers, one by one. The only Demon Clan member that hadn't joined in the massacre was the Black Fly. He was flying towards me, growling. I gulped, and dived downwards. Something picked me up. I looked up to see Madrey1. The Black Fly flew down and grabbed me by my shirt. He picked me up, and threw me downwards. Madrey1 caught me, and threw me back. The Black Fly caught me, and repeated. They were playing a game with me!
They grew bored and let my battered self fall to the floor. I stood up, coughing. I looked at the blue numbers. The New Year would come in three minutes! I felt something sharp pierce my back. I turned around and saw one of the Red Leeches holding a red dagger. I tried punching him, but he grabbed my fist and turned it around. I moaned with pain, and tried kicking him. He jumped upwards and landed on my chest. I was knocked backwards, winded. I unsheathed Silverlight, and tried striking him. I dented his leather armour but I didn't harm him.
He grabbed me by the hair and he threw me into the fireworks enclosure, near the giant firework. All of the Noob Exterminators and Demon Clan stepped into the enclosure. They began attacking me severely. I tried fighting back but it was no use. I was pummelled, stabbed and smashed into oblivion.
I managed to open one black, bruised eye to see the numbers counting down. There was a minute and a half until the New Year!
"Let's start the New Year with a bang, shall we?" Madrey1 sneered. I had a sneaking suspicion as to what he planned to do. He picked me up by the hair and pushed me into the giant firework, almost knocking it over. Phantom stepped forward and cast a bind spell on me. I was tied to the firework with magical ropes, and there was a minute before the firework would set off and bring me with it.
I usually managed to evade death by some strange force, but now there looked like no possible means of escape. I was in no good position to look up a teleportation spell or even cast it. No matter how much I struggled, I couldn't break the binds. All of the Noob Exterminators had gathered and were laughing at me. Madrey1 stood very close to me, surveying me with a hawk's eye, making sure I couldn't escape. The minute was slowly passing…
I considered what I'd done when I was in similar positions. I usually escaped by luck. How did I escape by luck, though? I thought. Then it hit me, the glorious idea, and the magical lifesaver. I didn't need runes to use these; it didn't take much effort to use them. I could do them whenever I wanted within reason. All I needed was emotes. I used the few seconds I had left to create a very rough plan.
"Ten! Nine! Eight!" the Noob Exterminators and the Demon Clan chanted. I used my 'sparks' emote and my 'trick' emote to distract Madrey1. I used my 'seal of approval' emote, and I slipped through the ropes and underneath Madrey1's legs. I grabbed my bag quickly.
"Seven! Six! Five!" One of the Red Leeches sent a shower of metal spikes flying towards me, and I used my Stronghold of Security shield emote to protect myself from the spikes. I used my 'dragon fire' emote to distract Madrey1 some more. I used my 'freeze' emote, and I grabbed Madrey1's arm. We both froze. 'Freeze' finished and I turned back to normal, while Madrey1 remained frozen. I pushed him aside.
"Four! Three! Two!" One of the Red Leeches jumped forward, and I used my 'give thanks' emote and I transformed into a turkey. He flew over me and smashed into the firework. I turned back into a human, and with lightning-quick thinking I cast a bind spell on him. He was tied to the firework with only a second to spare to break out.
"…one! HAPPY NEW YEAR!" everybody screamed, and flames exploded from underneath the firework, knocking everybody in the enclosure backwards. The firework flew upwards with the Red Leech still attached to it. All we heard was a scream before the firework exploded, literally filling the sky with colourful sparks and lights. The crowd cheered and clapped while the Demon Clan and the Noob Exterminators stood there, their mouths open with amazement. They'd been outsmarted by emotes.
The surviving Red Leech roared with rage and jumped towards me. I managed to hold my ground against him with Silverlight temporarily before he was called away.
The force from the firework had sent Madrey1's helmet flying off into the crowd and had smashed him into the table corner. Without a helmet, he'd hit the table pretty hard. He stood up, groaning, rubbing a lump forming on his head. He joined the rest of the group. I could tell he was enraged and simply trying his best to hold it back.
"The Demon Clan may have lost a member, but we are still strong!" Madrey1 shouted. "We can still crush you all!" For a second I was frightened by the pure fury of the Demon Clan and the Noob Exterminators before I saw the crowd. There was a second of silence, before the crowd burst out laughing. I couldn't help but chuckle myself at the bewildered look on Madrey1's face.
"What's so funny?" Madrey1 demanded. "Why are you all laughing? We're threatening to destroy you!" I stepped forward.
"You see, you were intimidating at first," I giggled. "But your threats are now a joke. You are all very high levelled, yet you were outsmarted and defeated by me. I used purely emotes and a bind spell or two, and I still managed to slip from your grasp. I managed to kill a member of your group! They are finding it difficult to take you seriously." Madrey1 seethed with anger for a second before smashing the floor, creating a small tremor. Everybody instantly went silent. The Black Fly put his hand on Madrey1's shoulder.
"Don't lose your temper, or you'll put us all in hot water," the Black Fly warned. "We're not in the best position. We're down one member, we're being ridiculed by a noob, and we are surrounded. We've just blown our cover. It would be different if we'd managed to kill him, but we didn't and guards are closing in on us as we speak. We could try and fight our way out but the crowd might get cocky after seeing that fiasco, and they may try fighting back. If we're unlucky we might be outnumbered, and I am not going back to any sort of prison or dungeon. I think it would be best to flee." Madrey1 sighed, and nodded. The Black Fly threw down a small metal ball, and smoke exploded from it. I coughed as the whole clearing filled with smoke.
I heard a bone-chilling voice in my ear. "You may have killed my twin, but the Demon Clan will come back for our vengeance," the voice hissed. "We're not working with those bumbling fools the Noob Exterminators again; they completely ruined what could have been a perfect attack. When I next see you I will personally rip your entrails out through your mouth, and that is a promise. Goodbye." The voice then disappeared.
The smoke cleared, and nobody from the Demon Clan or the Noob Exterminators was there. One or two people lay on the floor nearby, dead. These people were pale, cold and there were bite marks on their necks; it was obvious what happened to them.
The party re-started, but it was very slow and the atmosphere was very different. People seemed very twitchy, and many people had left. I felt sorry for King Roald; his party had been ruined. I imagined that he was furious at the moment and he wouldn't stop until the Demon Clan and the Noob Exterminators had been brought to justice.
I was even more scared of the Demon Clan. They had a massive powerhouse on their clan now, in the form of the Red Leech. I hated vampires, and I hoped that I'd never have to face one again after today. Worse yet, he was angry and thirsty for revenge. Losing a family member, especially a twin, was probably a horrible experience and I doubted he'd rest until my head lay on a platter.
I considered my feelings involving the death of one of the Red Leeches. I couldn't say I enjoyed killing. I cast the bind spell on him purely out of instinct. If I'd had more time to think I probably would have hesitated and thought "what if this was me?" It almost was me. On the other hand, though, I was glad I'd managed to turn the tables. One less vampire existed because of my actions. Vampires deserved no mercy, especially vampires who joined groups such as the Demon Clan.
King Roald approached me and thanked me for my quick thinking. He said he was honoured to see a hero in action, and he also mentioned that seeing somebody get killed in such a fashion was not something that was seen every day. I was rewarded with two experience lamps, a sum of money, and most importantly, King Roald's friendship.
I helped myself to a drink, and I sat down, sipping it thoughtfully. I considered the year that had passed. It had been both wonderful and dreadful. I'd had many happy and joyful moments over the year, but I'd seen people die. I'd seen the death of Master Samuel, but his supporters lived on, biding their time. I still had enemies in the forms of the Noob Exterminators and the Demon Clan, and this had just been proven to me. I still haven't discovered my past, and I still couldn't decipher Ilookgood99, but I understood that some questions are never answered.
I wondered what the New Year would bring to me. I wondered whether I'd see any more wars. I wondered how many adventures I'd have. But, most importantly, I wondered whether I had a place reserved in Death's book for this year. I realised that one day I would return to the Calm Space. I wondered all of these things, and more.
I hope that was to your liking. I have added the Red Leech(es) to the character list. Involving the name of the crab, the name 'Heimlich' was submitted by Haseo the Terror of Death and I picked it because it made me chuckle.
Most of what could be said about 2010 was covered by Mainiac97 in the chapter, but I have something to add. 2010's been an amazing year, but it's seen the end of this story. Could 2011 see the beginning of something as good, if not better? That is entirely up to you. Keep reading to see what I mean.
Many people have approached me to say they are interested in seeing a sequel to this story, so I have figured out a way to confirm exactly how many people would like to see one. On my profile, I have created a poll on the subject. Whether you'd love to see a sequel, think it's an idiotic idea, or don't care either way, go to my profile and vote in my poll to express your opinion. If you are anonymous and would like to 'vote', then leave an anonymous review saying your vote and I shall count it. Every vote counts!
Even if this story is done, I have many other plans. I will update you on anything noteworthy. I hope everybody had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, and simply... until next time, toodles!