Well I've seen many people making fanfics so I'm like why not?
So yeah here goes nothin'
Well I've seen many people making fanfics so I'm like why not?
So yeah here goes nothin'
"Quickly we don't want them to see us" hushed Garret. All Knights, around 125 in number, rushed and hid behind the trees of the forest. The clanking of the mortarfires advancing was clearer than ever same with the Gremlins chattering in the background. Garret, took a slight peak behind him and looked at the Gremlin assault that he was supposed to fend off. "How am I supposed to do this?" He muttered to himself. His men were waiting with shiny Valiances and supernova's in their hands, they were eager to blast some Gremlin's head off. Suddenly Garret heard a mighty roar from the Gremlins.
"Mortarfires! Send a volley!" He heard from a Gremlin. He peeked his head once more and saw countless Mortarfires firing at the forward camp of the Knights. Thankfully as Garret looked back he saw the turrets destroy every mortar that was ever fired.
Understandable if you're hesitant or don't want to, that's just fine =)
The mortarfires stopped for a while and several thwackers reloaded the cannons.
"Sir. When will the rangers arrive" Garret heard a soft whisper in his ear. It was his right hand Jenson he was a good lad, but he was trembling in fear, he could tell by the shaking of his hand with his Valiance bobbing up and down.
"Do not worry Jenson. Those rangers will arrive" Garret placed a firm reassuring hand on Jenson's Ironmight plate armour.
Another mortar volley was released this time around 7 missiles hit the camp and as he looked with his visor he could see Geoknights and guardians laying deadc on the ground. He could see some strikers and other Knights who survived trying to out out the flames and medics searching for survivors.
"I think now is the time"
Jenson nodded and then shouted his loudest. The thwackers were caught by surprise by Jenson's mighty cry. And all the Guardians advanced at the thwackers with their shieds up to break and shots delivered by the schorchers, Jenson was included. At the back of the Guardians Garret released a mighty shout.
"Shoot the mortarfires!"
Then all the rest at the back fired their Valiances and Supernovas, the Mortarfires tried to block all the shots but since there were too many bullets half of the mortar fires wnet down crushing squads of gremlins as they fell. The gremlins then realised what was happening and all thwackers rushed forward with sheilds. The people behind fired at the thwackers, some went. Down failing to block but the others blocked the shots. Soon though the 2 divisions were about to meet. The 80 guardians and the 200 thwackers were to battle. It seemed hopeless.
Anyways I've decided. I'm likely to place some snarbys somewhere in this story because I think it may fit, but it will be later on. Anyways I'll continue.
There are only 4 Snarbolaxes in the world (that is me, my two Rabid Snarbolax brothers, and my father) and no, I am not affected by bells
Drake looked back at his rangers, he was ashamed he was only able to bring so few. They were all dressed in Skolver coats and Chaos cowls for hiding their identities. These rangers were not rangers, they were assassins more like it, they were among the ranks of the ranger corp. though. Drake stopped for a while. He heard a wild shout and roars from the people. They were battling, he knew it.
"Men! Quicken your pace! We are closer and they are battling" Drake shouted, not in a way that the Gremlins could hear him.
The assassins hurried to the cliffs and Drake followed. The assassins were shocked with the sight. They saw Guardians being over run by Thwackers and a guardian who seems to be of higher rank than the other guardians motioning them to retreat.
"Sir, there seems to be too many" mentioned one of the assassins with them.
"I know, there's only 20 of us and there's less than a hundred there judging on that clash over there" continued another.
"I know these facts, don't worry about these, instead worry about where your enemies axes will end up. Now we take the trees and we'll make an entrance from the treetops" explained Drake.
The assassins then took for the trees. They swung from branch to branch until they were at the place were the knights were fighting the gremlins.
"Are you ready?" Asked Drake to his men as he unsheathed his Final Flourish. The other assassins unsheathed their flourishes as well.
"We were always ready" they replied. Drake just grinned.
"Jump!" Shouted Drake. All the assassins on the tree tops jumped at the gremlins far below. The gremlins blow them saw 20 figures with flourishes reflecting the light from the sun blinding the gremlins a bit. Then suddenly there was a thud, some of the gremlins saw that 20 of their brothers were dead with hooded people on top of them holding the flourishes in their guts. The gremlins around slowly approached the assassins with their axes ready to strike, then all of the assassins pulled their swords out of the assassinated thwackers and swung their flourishes around them in a massive circle, sending gremlins backwards with deep and deadly cuts in their faces. The assassins then fought of all the gremlins coming at them with ease dodging and slashing gremlins as they stayed in their spots, one by one the gremlins fell but the assassins were getting tired, Drake saw an assassin beside him exhausted fall to the ground as he forgets to dodge a blow to the back. Drake saved the assassin by blocking, what would have been the fatal blow with his swiftstrike buckler then he swung his sword at the gremlins head.
"Sir, thank you" replied the wounded ranger
"It was nothing" Drake helped the ranger up then another ranger jumped at the thwacker that was about the blow Drake's head off. The assassin then gave Drake a stern stare, it was his right hand Roan, his stare told Drake to be more alert next time. Roan then went back to hacking at a gremlin. Drake continued fighting off gremlins until all the assassins, who were still alive, gathered together in a circle all tired and exhausted, they had killed over 80 gremlins all of them but now they were surrounded.
Suddenly Drake could see all the gremlins around him being taken down by Valiances and Supernovas. He then saw someone in Azure guardian armour leading a charge the assassins looked at the division run past them trampling over gremlins as they hack and slash at them. Drake then saw the remaining Mortarfires and scorchers retreat as they knew that they stood no chance since they had no experience in close combat. Drake's spirits were lightened and continued to fight along side the remaining knights.
After hours of much fighting they had emerged victorious. However there was no celebration that day, instead it was a day of great mourning.
"Drake, thank you for you and your assassins' help we would have died without you" said Garret as he stretched out a bloodied hand on Drake's scratched Skolver coat.
"It was tough though" Drake replied as he looked at the battlefield from where he was sitting. They were counting the deaths and taking note of how many died then. They did not clean up the forest because the wolvers come at night to hunt and usually they eat carcasses.
"Gather the swords, at least keep something to remember their sacrifice" Drake continued. Garret nodded and ordered his men to gather the swords. As Garret was about to leave Drake he heard Drake say something to him.
"In the near future there will be thousands more of these swords to be collected from the battlefields outside the barriers of Haven, I know it to be true" and with that Garret felt a cold feeling that things were to be worse, despite the fact that assassins were known to be gloomy.
No comments?
But anyways I will start on the next chap tommorow.
Well, i would give you a good work, But my english teacher said that whenever a different character speaks, you should press 'ENTER" well, still nice piece
Oh and um.......... If you have the time, could you check out my Fan-Fiction that i made? Hope you like it!
http://forums.spiralknights.com/en/node/71363
No new comments because last night was two in the morning for me and I finally gave up and fell asleep
good work though, just remember people are reading this and your work is appreciated
Thank you to both and forgive me for the many comments because I am using an Ipad and it is somehow limited to the amount of words it can post so srry about that anyways I shall continue.
Garret and Drake's men started to make their way back to Haven. As they passed their destroyed camp they saw strikers patrolling the perimeter with their poisonous cutters in hand. Two of these strikers stopped the remainder of the divisions in their tracks.
"What is your business here?" One of them asked. Garret requested permission to pass across the camp so they may get to Haven. The strikers were convinced and let them on their way.
As they passed through the camp they saw knights on the ground, both dead and wounded, they knew that they failed to block some of the missiles launched by the Mortarfires earlier. Most of the tents in the area were still in blazes as the fire refuses to settle down into ashes. The embers lit up the sky as the sun was setting slowly. The knights that were alive looked at the remainder of the division curiously as they passed by. Them.
Jenson nudged Roan a bit being someone his rank. Roan turned and stared at him, there was an eerie moment of silence,
"Umm..... Why are these..uh.... People staring at us?" Jenson stuttered softly.
"They fear for our sakes because these forests are crawling with wolvers at night and very few knights have survived an entire night in the forest alone" Roan replied gloomily. Jenson gulped hoping that their fates won't be so gruesome.
Soon they had walked through the camp and exited. A few moments after the had left the camp they heard growling and screams and howls from the camp. Everyone looked in terror and stopped in their tracks then suddenly the fires turned into ash and the camp was silenced.
"Garret, we'll have to check the camp" Drake told Garret.
"That's suicide! Did you just hear what happened there?" Garret replied
"Yes, I did but we have to search for survivors and bunk in for the night; the men are too tired to continue"
Garret conceded with Drake's statement with a nod and a sigh. They made their way into the camp as they walked in they saw strikers and guardians alike laying dead on. The floor, Jenson then heard a soft voice.
"Help me please. I beg of you." He saw a knight in a Volcanic demo suit that was ripped apart and he saw as well that, the demos leg was injured badly.
"Guys, I found someone" Jenson hushed. The rest looked at the demo.
"Jenson, go get the knight. He'll need some help" Garret ordered softly. Jenson slowly walked up to the demo and as he approached the demo. The demo looked at Jenson fearfully.
"Be....be....be..hind..you" the demo stuttred slowly, Jenson looked behind him and saw a massive wolver with eyes like fire. Its mout bubbled with poison in it. Jenson, took his Suda out of his back a faced the wolver bravely but fearfully. His plate sheild shook in front of him, it was to be the end of him he feared.
I am actually using a Wii U to type since yesterday since I don't have use of a computer this week
The wolver howled loudly in front of Jenson. Jenson closed his eyes as this happened. Everyone, who were looking for more survivors heard the large howl, and with the howl many other alpha wolvers appeared from holes around the camp.
"Snarbolax!" Jenson shouted. The Snarbolax was about the pounce and rip Jenson apart. Roan, seeing that he was the closest to Jenson, ran at the Snarbolax and leaped high with his Final flourish in hand and stabbed the Snarbolax in the back. The Rabid snarbolax then shook Roan of its back and Roan was sent flying backwards. Jenson seeing his opportunity cashed forward and thwacked his Suda into the eye of the Snarbolax. The Rabid Snarbolax was injured, the Snarbolax then spun around and fired thorns dipped in poison from its shaggy coat. Jenson pulled up his shield in time to deflect the thorns.
^^^
Roan from behind got up with a grunt then suddenly an alpha Wolver pounced at his back and was brought to the ground. Roan held the wolvers head and blocked it from gnawing on his flesh then the wolver's paws started to dig into his body, Roan then quickly turned the neck of the wolver breaking its neck and the alpha wolver lay there and and whined for the last time; it was dead. Roan straggled across the dead camp as Jenson fought the snarbolax bravely and as the other knights bravely tried to fend of the wolvers. Roan felt something coming out if his chest, it was his blood. Roan slowly fell to his knees and dropped to the ground with his hand on his chest.
Jenson ran up the Snarbolax and swung his gigantic sword at its head. The Rabid Snarbolax's head was flung around the Snarbolax and the Snarbolax fell to the ground weak panting and taking in large breaths of air. Jenson walked slowly to the Snarbolax and saw its neck un-armoured. Jenson then stuck his bloody blade into the Snarbolax's neck and it screamed in pain and its thorns on its coat stretched out then a pool of blood surrounded the the carcass; it was dead. The other Wolvers seeing that a Snarbolax was killed, feared the knight and his rusty and bloody sword and retreated into the woods.
"Roan! No!" Shouted Drake as he saw his right hand lying down on the ground.
"Why?!" There was nothing Jenson could say. A demo then put his hand on Jenson's shoulder. Jenson turned around to see a grateful face.
"Don't worry from what I see his wound could be patched up. I've studied in a medical school to help careless demos from dying from their burns. I can fix the ranger" said the demo to him. Jenson smiled at the demo. He had saved someone's life who could save his comrade's life.
Phew. That was a bit hard. Anyways There you go Seatus I integrated a Rabid snarby not yet you because I read yournstory and I was about to get your snarby killed when your actually in the side of the knights XD. Anyways I may get the 3rd chapter roday or not I don't really know because I just type as I think, anyways hope you have enjoyed so far.
You can have me materialize from the shadows and help you severely hurt (because explaining the whole respawn process that Snarbolaxes are capable of would be a pain) and I escort (escort meaning killing everything in my path and helping attack my Father) you through the lair and finally disappearing into the shadows at the end.
Early in the morning as dawn was breaking everyone was awake. Some people found more survivors with broken legs, broken arms, etc., there were some who just got knocked unconscious. Although all of them only amounted to around 12 or so with only 5 able to fight.
"Drake, how's your man?" Asked Garret as he took,a seat with Drake on the rock which was adjacent to the log that Drake was sitting on.
"He's fine the medics say" Drake replied. "The bleeding has stopped and he has regained consciousness" he continued. Drake was fiddling with a small parrying blade. Throwing it up and down spinning it around, after a while he threw it at the tree in front of them and it hit the tree with a thud. Garret admired the accuracy of the throw. Ever since they had crashed on Cradle all the Rangers fought were gremlins and squads and squads of ghost manes. Over time the rangers adapted the skill of throwing small melee weapons at targets, just like how the ghost manes did it.
Drake got up and pulled the parrying blade out of the tree with some grunts. Garret then decided to leave and focus on his men.
Garret returned to the camp he could see Jenson cooking some food from the carcasses of the wolvers that night. Others who were smiths patched up the armour of the men with Alpha Wolver hide, the hide used to make dusker coats. As Garret roamed around the camp he heard a squad of knights chattering away. He walked towards where this squad was judging by the noise. He walked over to some trees at where they exited the camp last night and looked at the squad. There was a gunner, a striker, a bomber and a Spiral warden with a chapeau. Garret looked at the warden curiously something important was up he knew.
"Lt. Garret. I am Lt. Barrus, the one who gives tier clearances to knights, I am here to deliver an important message about your operation here" stated Lt. Barrus as he stretched out his hand to shake Garret's hand. Garret took the hand shake and invited the squad into the camp.
As the squad entered the camp all the knights looked at them with an unwelcome feeling.
"The place doesn't look welcome" muttered the bomber.
"Our men went through a lot yesterday, first we fended of a gremlin assault them we encountered a Rabid Snarbolax and soem Alpha wolvers. There used to be over 300 knights here, all brave, fresh and strong, but yesterday was just too much" replied Garret. Garret led the 5 into his makeshift tent.
"So tell me about this important message Lieutenant" Garret stated.
"Lieutenant Feron told me to tell you to abandon this camp and make for the core. In the core you will find Lieutenant Vaelyn waiting for you and your men, I myself will join you in the journey. She will brief you on your mission" Lt. Barrus then stopped for a while and left with his squad.
"I'll be waiting at the arcade for you" Barrus said as he left.
Garret was left there puzzled, he didn't know what to do. After a while he announced that they will be leaving.
"Well we finally have something we can actually do" stated Drake as he walked past Garret. Drake then walked up to Roan's stretcher. He always wondered why the 2 were so close he guessed he will find out soon enough. He then moved his focus to what they will be doing at the core.
Aceepting Applications!
Format
Name
Race
Personality
Background
the knights looked at them with an unwelcome feeling
"This place doesn't look welcome"
WONTABULOUS DERP MOMENT EVERYONE *claps*
Anyways I accepting names for the bomber, the gunner and the striker above since they will be active in the storyline.
Name: Shade
Race: Stranger
Personality: Is quiet until talked to
Background: Shade has lead a life of peace until now. He used to wear bright colors, but now he only wears black, due to some tragedy that happened to his family in Almire. He uses Gran Faust as his weapon now, and is a Force-of-Nature in the battlefield, and all fall who dare get in the way of destroying Vanaduke.
Name: Topoyozada (Friends call him Top or Topo)
Race: Spiralirian
Personailty: Talkative and will make a quick quip when fighting. Always modest!
Bio: A friendly knight, he is humble and modest. Had a peaceful life with his family was slaughtered by Gremlins. He vowed to kill everyone monster on Cradle that could and would hurt anyone he cared for. Because of this, he is a lonely person and has big reactions from contact from other people. For example if a friendly knight patted his should, he would jump and scurry away.
Loadout: Normal Cobalt Line! Hybrid. Uses Master Blaster and Ascended with both hands and can take down 2 Trojans single-handily. (If he wasn't too busy talking)
Seatus I made some changes to yur character. He will be the striker
Topyozada I like the personality of your character but I would like him to be the bomber. Also I want to change the name too long XD.
The 12 arrived at Haven, the place was some what quiet. It was dusty also, the fountain had stopped spewing water and now as they looked closer into it to their fright it was no longer water there, it was bodies. All of them knights. Jenson could not remove the frightning sight from his head. Suddenly they heard a rustle. Garret and Drake pulled out their swords. With their sheilds in hand. "What now?" they thought. Suddenly a wave of fire shot at them. Garret blocked the fire with his mighty Aegis sheild and blocked everything. Jenson then saw a schorcher in the distance and pulled out his Valiance and shot the gremlin. The schorcher fell from its porch and hit the ground with a thud.
"They've infiltrated the town" softly mentioned a voice behind them they then all looked at the person withall their blades at his throat.
"Woah, woah, sorry to startle you, but I'm Lieutenant Feron and I will accompany you on your journey" Garret then motioned for the men to sheath their weapons.
"So what happened here" asked Garret menacingly.
"Its a long story I'll explain things while we are on the elevator" replied Feron.
All 13 then rode on the elevator, they fiddled around with the controls a bit and then they were of for depth 29, or so they thought.
"Now I may start talking" stated Feron. "The gremlins attacked us and our new base if operations are at the core where we may be a bit safer, the core platform it self is quite big, bigger than Haven. We found a platform there that was, well way bigger than haven, and settled there. Well I do have to say that the platform isn't exactly depth 29 more like depth 27, that were the coordinates I entered in, the place is a part of what used to be a Gremlin logging operation. Unfortunately there's no elevator near there which could take us to depth 29, but there is one on the other side, but it is filled with Gremlins. Now this is where you come in" Feron continued.
"I want you to lead our cooperative invasion at the core with Desna and her rangers. And it seems we got some rangers with us here as well. It will be tough as well because of the fact that the Gremlins were able to muster thousands of mecha knights and hundreds of lumbers. Also they took samples from compound 42 before the rangers blew the place up. So we got some lichens to deal with as well" Feron then stopped for a while to take a breath.
"Oh we're here" stated Jenson. The gates opened and they stepped outside. They looked at the new camp, it was nice. It felt like home, the strangers seemed to have moved with them. They looked around and they could see some Gremlin out casts helping the knights improve their weapons for the coming battles. They walked around a little more and Feron showed them their tents then he left with this.
"Feel at home here while you can, take advantage of these gremlin helpers. They can form powerful weapons for you" Feron then left the 12.
Drake could not sleep that night, he kept hearing constructs everywhere, soon out of his frustration he took out his Voltedge and went out. There was nothing he was just imagining things.
"Brother, what are you doing so late up at night?" Asked a voice behind him. Drake then turned around and saw his older Sister, Desna.
"Well, its great to see you again sis" they both then hugged in the dark.
"You should get some sleep, we're advancing with the cobalt legions tommorow" continued Desna. She then saw what her brother was holding.
"Why did you bring such a sword this late in the night?" Desna asked. Drake realised that he was still holding his voltedge, he laughed a bit.
"This, ah yes, I was hearing constructs for some reason" he continued. Then he saw a tree rise up behind his sisters tall body. He looked at it frightened. It then raised its branch high. Drake then pushed his sister out of the way quickly evading the lumber.
Is it me or is it my Shade character that's striker...?
The branch slammed the ground and Drake and his sister were surprised by the lumber.
"I don't think you were imagining things" stated Desna.
"Sis, wake up the others I'll stall" ordered Drake. Desna accepted the order knowing that Drake was her older brother. Drake then ran up the lumbers branch and held unto its head. The lumber tried to shake Drake of but he just held on tightly. Drake then stabbed the lumber in its eye and it fell down.
"1 down how many more to go" muttered Drake to himself. He then saw Mecha knights charging at him, Drake just cursed under his breath and charged at the mecha knights himself. Drake struck down the mecha knights with ease as he danced with his voltedge parrying all the hits the knights tried to deal and his sword danced around the constructs' effort to parry, after a while he had destroyed the 5 mecha knights. Suddenly an assassin type construct jumped at Drake. Drake dodged the hit and rolled to his right then made 2 successive slashes all of which were parried. Drake could see an engraving on the construct saying, The war master's final and most glorious creation.
I am doing mine to get the word of the Snarbolax out there. Maybe if you read mine and decide to put me in yours...? And I will add the experience to my Lore as well. That way, both of our Lores benefit