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Part 1: The Prologue of his Adventure
Fanfic: Steel Beowulf Part 2: Snarbolax and The Wolver Pack
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A knight wearing a shiny helmet and a glistening breastplate stood up the stairs, holding his sword.
"Phoebe reporting, Lt. Feron. I've met the citizens. What is my next mission?" Phoebe said with a stern voice.
"Phoebe. I would like you to investigate the Gloaming Wildwoods. It is seen there the Snarbolax, the mother of all beast type monsters. At the end, you should find a Recon Module the Alpha Squad left. It may contain informatiion that is vital for the safety of Haven." Feron replied, having a serious stare at Phoebe.
"Yes, sir." Phoebe accepted the mission.
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'Ok... Gloaming Wildwoods.... There! Ok... if I want to go down there... I should follow that line of levels...' Phoebe decided his course in the Clockworks, a vast world beneath Cradle. Then he stepped on the elevator that was in front of him and the elevator went down.
BOOOOOOONNNGGGGGGGG!!!! KSSSHHH!!!!
---Stratum 1 Level 1---
'Ok... First Level... Shouldn't be so hard...' Phoebe made sure of himself 'After all... what could possibly--
(Sound: Malice from SRT EF OST)
"AAHHH!" Phoebe was struck by a wolf like structure same to the one that attacked him during the Rescue Camp's Invasion...
"GrrrrrrOOOOWWWWLL!" the wolf howled and others like it appeared.
'Ngnh...' Phoebe felt a pain in his left arm, where his shield was placed. Looking at the area, the arm was swollen, and had been bleeding.
'Dammit. It's not supposed to end like this...' Phoebe thought...
"No. It's not.", a voice from nowhere said.
'What? Did I just hear something?' Phoebe thought more.
"Strive to your fullest and you shall triumph..." the voice faded as it's last words were vague to Phoebe.
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Standing up, he took his sword, held it with his left hand. Covering his left arm with his right hand, pain was decreasing. And as pain was decreasing, Phoebe lunged for the pack of wolves and felt pain once more.
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"GrrrrrrrrrrrAAAaaOOOOWLLLL!" A dark beast in the shadows had growled. Two red eyes had shown themselves and faded in the darkness...
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"Grrrrruuuf!" A wolf headed way to Phoebe with a dashing tackle. 'My left arm's bleeding...' Phoebe stressed the pain he felt.
"GGRRRAAOOWWW!" A wolf had struck him with a vicious claw so sharp.
'DAMMIT!' Phoebe cursed 'Aaaahh... Can't... think... Lost... so much... blood... Must... fight back...' and kept his spirit up.
Then light shone on Phoebe.
A bright light shone on Phoeba and a being emerged.
"You have called." the Being said.
"W-what?" Phoebe was still hazy about the situation.
"And I have replied. I am Hope, the heart of the Saint. I share to you my power, yet I leave no evidence of it for you to remember."
The voice faded and Phoebe's sword, a Tempered Calibur started to shine. Followed was his armor and helmet, then onto his other weapons, as well as his shield.
'What's happening?' Phoebe asked himself.
A bright light shone against Phoebe and folded, leaving Phoebe with a bright and shiny armor set. On the shield was the writings: HOPE....
'What?' Phoebe forgot about his injury and at pure instinct, lunged at his foes, the wolves, better known as wolvers.
Clenching his sword lightly, he threw the blade at one wolver. Then he jumped, taking the blade back and switching to his gun. He blasted glowing balls which forced him to recoil. The glowing bullets flared at the three wolvers in front of him and exploded.
Off to the last wolver, he prepared his charge and darted at it. He touched the wolver's skin and veiling the wolver was a blue-green aura, which then exploded.
"What ever happened... It... Healed me..." Phoebe said to himself.
"Hope... Wonder what that meant..." Phoebe asked himself while trying to undo the transformation that taken place in his body.
The Light from the Arsenal dispersed and faded away slowly, leaving Phoebe with his steel collection.
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"Ho-ho-ho! He might be more capable than him." a large person facing monitors laughed, "Hee-hee-hee! Hush now Snarbolax, your lunch will be served."
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Phoebe reached another floor. But it was different. This was a barren engeneered land filled with mice looking like Razwog.
Turning on his HUD, he figured his location:
--[Deconstruction Zone Level 2 = Details...]--
--[Highly Dangerous Gremlins Nearby...]--
--[Course of Action...]--
"De...Deconstruction Zone...?", Phoebe murmured.
"GUYS LOOK! WHAT's THAT?!" A Gremlin spotted Phoebe.
'Oh no.' Phoebe thought and ran towards a bush of brambles. Gremlins made chase.
Jumping quickly, he fell into the abyss that was on the corner of the road. Then Gremlins landed on the bush of brambles.
---Stratum 3---
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!" Phoebe fell to the depths of another level.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
"Ughhh... That hurt..." Phoebe rubbed his elbow, which have broken his fall with the shield. The shield regenerated at a matter of seconds, revealing the shattered area being filled with glass like structures.
Urrfff... Can you stand up, please? You're kinda... sitting on me...
'What was that?' Phoebe wondered.
Look. I'm a Devilite with telepathy. Are you happy now? I work as a fortune teller. Now stand up.
"Oh! Sorry bout that." Phoebe apologized while helping the cute devil to stand up.
"That's ok. I'm Robert. Like I said a while ago, I'm a fortune teller." the Devilite greeted Phoebe.
"I'm Phoebe. Nice to meet you.", Phoebe replied.
"Hey, you look rugged. Come stay at my tent for an hour or two for tea and rest.", Robert offered.
"Uh... Thanks." Phoebe gladly accepted the offer and Robert led him at his tent.
~Sip~
"Ahh... Thanks for the tea by the way." Phoebe thanked Robert for letting him rest at his place.
"No problem. Why did you land on me by the way?" Robert fiddled with his glasses.
"Er... Well... Gremlins chased me. I had to jump over to save my life." Phoebe replied.
"Ah... I see..." Robert walked towards a room "Excuse me for a while."
"ROBERT! SOME GREMLIN WENT THROUGH THE WALL! WE NEED HELP!" A Devilite yelled.
"Robert's in a room. But... I'll check those Gremlin out while he's gone." Phoebe volunteered.
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"WRAAAAHHAHA!" A Gremlin set a building to fire.
"HEY!" Phoebe ran to the gremlin.
"WHAT... Oh, its youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... WHRAAAAHAHAHAHA!" The Gremlin fired the scorcher wildly at Phoebe.
'Dammit, I need to stop them.' Phoebe thought, 'Hmmm.... I still haven't figured out how can I unleash THAT power, but.... Gremlins are strong...'
"Awww... Not gonna make a move?"
"Grrr... Dammit" Phoebe was still thinking of a way, 'Aha! I've got it!'
Phoebe took a rock and smashed it at the Gremlin's face. Then...
Phoebe lunged at the Gremlin. Pushing himself harder than before, actually. Then electric currents started to flow and clenching his sword, he slashed the Gremlin. Then he performed a backhand, uppercut, downcut then a spin. He set the blade in a backhand position and spun, slashing the Gremlin.
"Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...." The Gremlin turned gray and stone. Then a writing appeared on it's chest: "Frodan -- Gremlin"
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"Thank you!" the mayor thanked Phoebe.
"Phoebe! I have something to show you!", Robert waved.
"Coming!"
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"Look at this. When I left the room, a book fell on me. I read it and then a name sounded familiar. 'Beowulf'. Then it said here he fell on a devilite because gremlins chased him."
'What?' Phoebe thought. Coincidence?
"Well, I thought I'd give this to you as a parting gift for when you leave cause the 'incident' was familiar." Robert thought.
"Well.... Thanks..." PHoebe accepted the gift. 'What... is this?'
Then writings on the book faded and three pages of writing were still visible.
'Hope - the Heart of the Saint... the Core...' Until everything else was blank.
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"Bye!" Phoebe waved.
"Sigh..." Phoebe said while flipping through the book "Nothing else than blanks..."
Then he found a half-blank but soiled page.
"What...?", Phoebe looked closer and saw writings in ancient language, not known to Spiral Knights.
Turning on his HUD, he translated the words to English.
--[HUD Translator. Activated.]--
--[...]--
--[Done.]--
--[Beowulf, a God of uprising power , awakened from his grave, where he and another fought until Beowulf died. He has appeared in a weakened state, with only his first form, Hope, to guide him. He activated the transformation through the use of being hopeful when in the brink of death and the words: **Words cannot be translated. Place words anyways?**]--
Clicking yes, he saw a sentence of archaic symbols.
(A Pic of the Rune = On the Very Top is Hope)
--[PHOE SI EDNEDE OT VISURVE NEEV FI ENO SI TA TEH BKINR FO THEDA]--
--[!! Option to solve anagram !!]--
'An Anagram..?' Phoebe thought. He clicked yes. Then he arranged the set of letters that appeared to be in English.
--[HOPE IS NEEDED TO SURVIVE EVEN IF ONE IS AT THE BRINK OF DEATH]--
'What the...'
And everything else was blank.
"Hope...", Phoebe said and remembered the fight "Hope" had helped him. 'Another?'
Looking up, he saw an elevator with an enclosing gate.
"Huh. Must have reached the end of this level." Phoebe reassured himself.
He went on the elevator and went deeper into the Clockworks, a dangerous world beneath Cradle.
--The Terminal--
Hey! Wake up!
"Huuuuhh... What...?" Phoebe opened his eyes to see another person, "Yaaaaaawwnn... Huh... Who are you?"
"I'm Gael." the person said and pointed to another person, "That there's Rolan."
"Hi." Rolan muttered the greeting.
"I'm Phoebe. Where am I?" Phoebe asked.
"You're at a terminal. Come on, get ready for the Snarbolax Battle Feron sent us out to do."
"What... You guys were sent too? And give me a minute..." Phoebe told them and he was ready.
"Lets go."
BOOOOOOOOONG.... KSHHHHHHHHH!...
--The Gloaming Wildwoods Level 1--
"Get ready my little puppy."
"GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR...."
"Hush now..."
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