[FANFIC] Fire. Chapter 3 out now!

Fire.
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Looking into the scope of my gun, I swiftly put it into focus, and saw my target several hundred yards away. For a rookie, it would be an impossible shot, but I was no rookie. Before starting my routine I briefly pondered why I had taken this job. My main target was the not some random guild master. The master suddenly walked toward the Haven Bazaar, and I had to turn the gun completely to keep up with him.
I had taken this job because my employer promised me certain…. items… in return for “a turn-around.” That was a name I made up for when the employer would want him out of the way, but not eliminated. It would just be so much easier if he destroyed the fool. I snorted but quickly stopped myself when I realized someone could hear me. I quickly refocused on the target.
It was a beautiful day, not in my taste at all. In the orange sunset I could see the targets flowing skolver robes, with an Azure guardian helm, and a blackened crest slung across his back. A gentle breeze tugged against a nearby knights gunslinger armor. Haven was bustling with activity today: Even from up here, I could hear the excited ramblings of knights who wanted to find….. Well from what I heard, someone called a game master. What was the game though?
A few knights were laughing in the garden below me, causing me to blow a fuse.
“Stupid knights” I mumbled. “Don’t know anything…”
The target walked up on the stairs and waved a warm greeting to the knights, who returned with a wave and a carefree laugh.
Entering the Bazaar walked over to Béchamel and had a brief word with her. After that he started towards an abandoned alley, “The perfect place”, I thought to myself. I positioned myself on the master’s left building in the alley, just above two snipes. They were both very strange. One pulsed a light emerald green, and I can’t say what the other one was.
The one I couldn’t say said, “So Coriosis, what were you just doing?”
So apparently snipes had names. And they talked…..
“Well, I just went around Haven with some idiot knights chasing after me. One knight named Atgatg was pretty cool though. ((*Wink wink*))
Enough with the snipes, I turned my attention back to the target. He was out of anyone’s earshot, so no one would know. And when he came to, he’d think it was a dream.
I loaded what looked to be a tranquillizer dart, with similar effects, but yet it was so very different. It’s tip was specially made not to go through, or stay attached to the knight, but it would bang of said knight. The whole thing was made of a material that would dissolve after use in a time of 13 hours.
The scope was aimed at his left leg, just above the knee, and with one push of a finger the trigger was pulled. I watched for a few seconds then wondered why the target was still moving. Surely I didn’t miss.
It couldn’t this gun had technology that normal knights wouldn’t be able to purchase in decades. It had a long barrel, slick and ready. A black tube that held the darts, and of course, the scope.
The gun made noise though, and the two snipes below me looked up at me with big round eyes.
Coriosis yelled, “What the #$@! Is that! We never designed a SNIPER RIFLE!”
I aimed the gun at the snipe signaling for it to shut up, and both of them flew away.
The target down below heard us, and ran around the corner.
But it wasn’t the worst of my news, when I felt a gun’s barrel push against the back of my neck.
“Hands up, Valen” the voice hissed.
I had been working for ten years, taking jobs to earn cash for my work, and trying to avoid this guy.
I cursed under my breath.
“Frostrex…!”
A few things before I start my next chapter: Im am going to make up your personalities and don’t bother complaining. Because frankly, I don’t care.
Also Im going to introduce the characters! (Just putting in random bits)
Frostrex: Recruited by order
Very high up in the chain of command.
Put “apprehending Valen” on number one of his list.
Tries not to let emotions show.
Very serious.
Blunt, likes to get to the point.
Stubborn.
Smart. (Tactic/tragedy wise)
Tevokkia: Frostrex’s ‘partner’. Although not really a partner, but kind of like an assistant. Or a just a friend.
Also works for order.
Friendly, and persuasive.
VERY smart.
Doggies: One of the very view with a higher rank than Frostrex.
Smart, deadly, sneaky,
She enjoys watching criminals being brought to justice, and she knows everything that goes on in cradle. She spends most of her time in a room that has a hundred screens monitering all of Haven. She knows moves that can cripple a knight and she barely has to nick them. She knows every weakness a monster, or knight, has.
Duskfinder [Dusk]: Plantation worker.
Only shown in flashbacks at which he is 12 years of age.
Sly, quick witted, and smart. Persuasive, evasive, Friendly, master of the ways of talking. Fast.
Very weak.
Stubborn, annoying.
Powpowpowpowpowpow [Pow]: Annoying hobo.
Stupid, idiotic, and dumb.
Annoys everyone, and has many enemies.
Atrumvindex: (To be revealed)
Ghigxhalon: (To be revealed)
Project X: [CLASSIFIED]
A.T.G.A.T.G: [CLASSIFIED]
Chapter 2: Frostrex
I stayed frozen in position for a few seconds thinking of something to say. Just ahead the sun was slowly moving down giving the red sky an even darker look. The grass looked crimson and still so beautiful.
But I focused on the man behind me, the one who had been trying to kill me ever since the plantation’s destruction.
“Anything to say?” Frostrex said in a mocking tone, and although I didn’t see him I could tell he was grinning.
“Nothing except that you’re an idiot.”
He let out a genuine laugh, and pressed the gun farther into my neck, but I tried not to flinch. Up ahead the sun had set with it’s last rays reaching up into the sky like fiery arms. By the time they had retreated to the hills, the guards had brought some handcuffs and some transportation had arrived.
“We’ve been waiting for this day for a long time.” Frostrex said.
“Thursday?” I said, acting dumbfounded. “Some wait…”
He kicked me onto my side and I groaned on the ground. I in my line of sigh was a building. But I saw that someone was hiding behind it, someone with bomber armor…..
I got up on my knees and started to get up on the dirty roof.
“No, no. You don’t get to stand.” Frostrex said. He Kicked knee inflicting great pain and sending on my knees. My head thunked on the ground and I could see some dust floating away. A young spiral knight came in front of me looking down. I felt the familiar handcuffs and heard the click. The knight retreated backwards and walked away.
Suddenly my senses felt heightened.
Now was the time.
I brought my head back, hitting Frostrex’s forehead and giving me a headache. I got up and turned towards him. Getting of one knee he gritted his teeth and unsheathed his sword.
“Same old Frostrex” I thought. Still in his skolver set….. He suddenly slashed at me. I jumped back, bumping the edge of the roof. The next time he slashed his sword I put my handcuffs in front of me hoping the sword would slice them off, but I got a much different result. His sword collided with my arm and I felt a searing pain. Looking down I saw that my arm had a huge cut in it, at least a half inch in. Frostrex jumped to my side and slashed at my legs leaving my armor leg in tatters. He swung his arm out and hit my face which got me to fall to the ground defeated.
Before anything else happened, a huge explosion took place, rocking the building and disorienting the knights. A few of them even jumped of the building and ran away thinking it’d collapse. Through the thick smoke I saw a red figure in a bomber set run next to me holding a bomb above him. He set it down, took my hand, and together we jumped off the roof and into the alley.
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It was damp and musty down here, with water dripping somewhere. A shelf in the corner had a seerus mask that looked beyond repair, and it creeped me out…. It appeared to be looking at me Pipes were everywhere, in the ceiling and the floor, if you didn’t watch out, you could trip.
. I turned away and saw the bomber, checking his arsenal. He looked at me and said, “Another mess I had to drag you out of.”
He used a tool to snap my handcuffs.
“Hey” I put my hands in the air In front of me defensively with the handcuff chains clinking against metal. That movement caused a line of pains which made me ask for a health pill. “I didn’t mess up. They knew I’d be there.”
He scoffed. “Well next time I hope you figure that out quicker.”
I went over to the desk that sat in the middle of the room. On it, was the schematics for a warehouse. I picked it up, “What’s this?”
“Nothing!” he snarled. He plucked it out of his hands and put it in his pocket.
“Man I hate working with you…. I get no privacy to my things….”
I shrugged, and said, “Well alright. Anyway, would you do me a favor?”
He looked at me with a small twinkle in his eye. “Favor?”
I smiled and nodded, “There’s a certain knight who seems to think he can get off without paying us. Set him straight.”
He nodded happily and said, “Man, I love working with you.”
“Well, you should.” I tossed him a sack. “Atrumvindex. Go get Pow.”
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Srry I couldnt post5 earlier, I was on vacation.

Send support a message to have your thread cleaned up of this junk, they did it for mine.

EVEN IF I SEND HIM TO NARAKA! WE DON'T LIKE YOU!
I better incinerate him... TO DEATH!!
Also, Pow, we know it's you.

pow can't look up to a big name like Cloud, heh you couldn't even do a Braver. ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4AWLL1jFMo ) His ~FIRST~ and most simplest Limit Break.

FYI I Dont read the clash. So go right ahead.

Im just starting to make next chapter......
And those forum awards are so inaccurate. Im not in them! XD
ALl who think Im awesome raise their hands!
(Not including Atrumvindex because I think he hates me now....)
Anyone..?
*Listens to crickets chirping*

I did not know I was in this. Or was this what you messaged me for?

Welp Eury! 1000 hits from the Ban stick would help.

Sorry guys, Ive been so busy I havent even started on the new chapter yet. Expect it soon.

Your thread just got spammed, so you might need a new one... Seriously, Cloud. Nobody likes you. Pow/Cloud, it doesn't matter. You are not funny, you are not helping, you are not contributing anything to this site but broken "fanfics" and, I don't know if it is okay for me to say this(My art level is really sucky), really bad art. Seriously? PAINT. For creating art? I mean, it is possible, but you are just making paint look bad now. STOP.
I know i'm supposed to be ignoring him, but I just can't help it.

I just realized that I'm apparently in this story ... >.>
Interesting so far - can't wait to see where you go with it! (And what in the world I'm doing here. XD)

That's a GOOD use of Paint. It's the best Paint picture I'v ever seen.

"He Kicked knee inflicting great pain and sending on my knees"

Well. Here is a thing that happened: I just hit the delete button a whole lot of times. And I did some other stuff, too. Please send an in-game message to the on-duty GM if more issues of this nature arise. Email takes a little longer.
And now, coffee.

/ignores strange action by Xplad
I still haven't started new chapter....... Sorry, lots of busy things happening.

Valen: Ash tail coat, Black Chapeau. Green personnel color. Volcanic plate shield. Leviathan blade.
Frostrex: Skolver coat, azure guardian helm, Aegis, Leviathan blade.
Tevokkia: Seraphic set, argent peacemaker, wise owlite shield.
Doggies: Azure guardian set, Aegis, Iceburst 5*
Duskfinder: Brandish, Mining helm, viasuit. Brisling buckler.
Atrumvindex:Mad bomber set, almost every kind of bomb.
Ghigxhalon: Azure guardian set, Aegis, Leviathan blade, Valiance
Project X: Paradox (Shadow sword) Im not going to reveal anything else.
A.T.G.A.T.G: Retribution ( Sword of revenge)

Chapter 3: Wand and Forge
10 years ago
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As Duskfinder quickly got to his mining station, he wondered why he had to do such brutal work. He was only twelve, after all, and mining had plenty of risks. There could be cave-ins, explosions, and other ways that so many other miners have lost there lives. His mother and father were trapped in a cave in, and when they were found, everyone was long dead.
The mining facility was located under Haven. Under a warehouse, actually. A tunnel went down a few hundred feet and split into several other paths, and if you went the wrong way you could be lost for days. If you didn’t work here, you better rethink coming, because the on only people who actually worked were tough, belligerent knights who didn’t think the clockworks were all that great.
Dusk got a pickaxe from the rock he had last stuck it in, heaved it above his head, and with all his might, he struck the rock in front of him. Dusk inspected the tiny scratch he had just made in the stone.
“Another day of heaven, eh Dusk?” a voice behind him said.
It was young, 14 year old Valen.
Valen’s parents were also killed in the cave-in that Dusk lost his, and he became sort of a brother to Dusk. He watched over all of the younger kids.
That’s another thing I don’t get. Here, if your parents die, you have to work the mines. It’s completely unfair considering you get paid for the crystals you mine, and us kids don’t have the strength to get them.
“You too, eh?” Dusk said. Usually Valen was in a sorting room, where you would sort minerals into groups.
“Yup.”
I grabbed a pickaxe for him and we started to mine a spot next to each other.
Not so far in we were interrupted by the overseer. He was in charge of all of us who were working.
“Lunch!” he called out. “If you don’t get it now, you don’t get it.”
Most of the knights went to get the food, but some looked as if they hadn’t heard.
“Hey!” I yelled to them. “Didntcha hear? LUNCH!”
They gave me an icy stare and a few scoffed.
“Big pocket of crystals, no time.” One quickly said.
Valen shrugged and nudged me in the direction of the formed line. The overseer, a blunt man, handed us a bag of…. Something…and told us to get out of the way. I walked back toward the spot we’d been mining, and noticed a small flash to the right. “Strange” I thought.
The tunnel we were in was one of the closest to the surface, and it was not as common to find crystals.
“Valen, would you help me mine this spot?” I asked as I pointed to where I saw the flash.
“Sure” he replied. We walked towards it and got our pickaxes ready.
“Hold on boys” I heard a gruff voice say. I turned around and saw 17 year old Frostrex, who looked especially strange with the dirt on him.
“That’s my spot.” He said, daring us to object.
I did, “But you were working over THERE,” I pointed to an empty mining spot that he had left unoccupied. “Well this is my spot now.” He shoved me out of the way, and I fell on the floor, hard.
Valen flashed me a worried look and then glared at Frostrex, “Just because you’re bigger doesn’t mean you can boss us round. We found this spot first!”
Frostrex lunged forward knocking Valen to the ground, and hit his jaw. He pushed Valen away, bleeding and barely conscious.
Dusk took a step back.
“J-just leave us alone!” he said in a panicky voice.
Frostrex grunted and started mining the spot the buys had found. Dusk dragged Valen all the way to their chambers, conveniently located just a few tunnels away. Dusk sat him on the lower part of the bunk bed and got out a medical kit, stiching Valen up a bit.
“They should really do something about him” Valen finally murmered.
Dusk almost cryed, “I thought he almost killed you.”
“Well Im still here” Valen gave him a thumbs-up. Dusk told Valen he should get some rest, and that he’d cover their shifts, and after that Valen fell asleep. Dusk walked to the center of the room, took off his mining helmet, and looked at it, long, and hard.
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Dusk swung his axe at the very hard stone for what seemed like the billionth time. Across from him Frostrex kept a steady beat hitting that rock for all he was worth. Most of the people had gone to their rooms, since it was almost dark (Not that anyone could tell since we relied on what the Order told us) and I decided I should go to. I headed around the corner, but stopped when I was out of sight. Soon everyone including Frostrex would be gone, and Dusk could see what that flash was. When Frostrex went out of sight, Dusk stealthily worked his way to the rock. He swung his pickaxe hard and cringed.
CRAAACK!
Would it be possible to do this without waking Haven?
Dusk tried to be quiet but it was no use. Some guards came looking for the source of the noise. He bolted immediantly.
“Hey you! STOP!” one of them yelled. They chased after him, but Dusk hid in a small crack where you couldn’t find him.After they left, he was pretty sure they o nly saw his feet, which meant they didn’t know who he was. Yet.
Dusk went back to the rock, which amazingly seemed to reveal something he hadn’t seen before.
In the rock was a picture of a wrench wand. And beside it, a forge. Dusk looked forward and must‘ve jumped 10 feet high when the whole thing started glowing.
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Present
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Valen woke up with a start. He was panting. “Mustve been a dream” he thought. Valen got up and went over the his workdesk where he put his plans and other things. On the top right corner, was an old mining helmet, tattered beyond repair. On the back of it, slightly imprinted you could see a wrench wand beside a forge. Valen picked it up and looked long and hard.
Then he did something he hadn’t done in a long time.
He cried.
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Srry it took so long. Im just lazy that way.

Derp. I was following this story and was wondering why there were no new chapters.
Maybe you should try writing short stories, not long stories. You've done, like... 7(?) long stories so far and the only one I seem to have been completed was... Well, I forget the name, but 'Enter the Core' was its sequel.
Me, I write long stories and short stories. My long stories are generally about Knights, but my short stories are about the history of Cradle. Besides, this game needs more background. Like right now, I'm writing a story about the fall of the Owlites.
So, try doing short stories and see if they're more succesful than long stories. Here's an example of one of my shorts to help you. :3
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1nrAZ0l6UBBcFdOtj81u1dO8evrZGobEgqsrT...

It wouldn't have "failed" if you had posted moar chapters...

Since Im quitting this fanfic, ima tell you guys in short version.
Valen goes to warehouse stealing some stuff accidentily waking a sentient robot named A.T.G.A.T.G.. After valen leaves A.T.G. searches for him. Eventually Valen goes after the big company and it turns out the knights who worked there were really gremlins. (Wut?) Eventually a battle takes place in the clockworks, Valen against the lead gremlin, and A.T.G. (Who now is friends with Valen) using its sword of retribution against Project X. A purple mutated gremlin, that likes to kill stuff (Nickname Jmtheawesome lol) with its paradox sword. Valens battle ends up in draw and A.T.G. makes the ultimate sacrifice my using the retribution on itself to give it the ultimate power boost. Big dramatic battle seen, yadda yadda yadda, A.T.G defeats the project X, then A.T.G disappears in a giant explosion of light. Frostrex allows Valen to be able to walk free again. Heres the last of the story.
The blue knight cleaned the mecha on the day after. The orange sky was a perfect day (Lemme get on with it)
He leaned closer to fix some of the mecha knight. "Strange" he thought. Before he went into that area he thought he saw markings that looked like 'A.T.----
But now upon closer inspection, there was nothin. He continued on.
And that, my friends, is the knight in the bazaar with an obsesssion of fixing A.T.G.A.T.G even though its beyond repair.
I will graveyard this tomorrow.

If you quit this fic like this now, I will stop reading every fic you make.
EVERY.
SINGLE.
FIC.

You've quit almost all your fics >.<

BTW I hate you all. >_>
@Atrum You quit your fanfics too.
Besides, I wasnt a good writer anyway. No one liked it.

I still do Shadows of the Dead. A few days back, I did chap 2.
Excalibur, I plan on revising in the future.
The other ones, I don't plan on doing.....
Also, if you think of yourself as a crappy writer, don't do anymore.
Seriously.
Some people liked it.
Don't put yourself down.

I was reading it. *shrugs* But if you're not enjoying writing it, it's certainly your prerogative to discontinue.
It does make it a bit difficult to be interested in later stories, though, if the expectation is that they, too, will be prematurely ended.

I like writing. I don't like no comments. ._.

Well, half the people who read it don't make comments. I know you do the same thing with other fics because you told me as much when you said you had read mine but never commented on them.
I'm a hobo killer?
Kewl.....