Castle Crashers Chronicles
Two things.
Number one: Sorry I didn't post for such a long time. My schedule was very hectic running up to exams, and I was also working on my other fic
Number two: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING IN THIS FIC! (except the personalities invested in the characters. I'm still not sure how that works...)
On with the show.
Chapter 4
The Truth About War: It Sucks
Heading to the exit with his merchandise safely stored in his bag, Reist hefted his new sword, ready to do battle.
The sword was light; he'd give the smith that. He felt faster just holding the thing. It didn't have as much power behind as he would have liked though. In the end it balanced itself out he guessed. He might have to go back to his old blade later, but he'd try this one out.
As he finished that thought he came out the other side of the portcullis and saw a castle guard engaged in battle, guarding the entrance. The guard was backed up against a discarded battering ram being attacked by multiple Barbarian warriors. Reist rushed up beside the guard, realizing belatedly that this must be all that was left of the ones that had come out to secure the entrance way. It was no wonder they had failed, as the drawbridge chain was broken and it couldn't be drawn back up.
He frowned as he lopped off the head of one of the Barbarians. It was such a waste of life. This attack shouldn't have taken them off guard, least of all him. They'd grown complacent with the peace, and they were paying the price for it. He'd hear all about it when he got back to HQ, but for now he had to finish the job at hand.
The two finished off the last Barbarian with a stab to the chest each, both of them going for the kill at the same time. Seeing no enemies around, the soldier gave Reist another salute.
"That twice you've saved my life sir! I thought I was done for!"
Reist replied in a friendly tone to the guard as he gathered up fallen gold.
"Don't worry about it, just try not to get caught like that again."
"No sir! I'll be careful from now on."
"What happened here soldier?"
"Well sir, as you know we rushed out to secure the gate, but the drawbridge was broken so we couldn't hoist it up. Well, we decided to hold the gate until they could get a repair crew out here. We held our own easily against this rabble; they couldn't even get past our swords!"
By this time the soldier was eagerly waving his sword to accentuate his point. Reist again said patiently
"So what happened to the others then?"
At this the soldier seemed to become more forlorn again, remembering his fallen comrades perhaps.
"Well, like I said, we were holding our own and something fell into our midst and blew up. I didn't see what shot it because I had my back turned, but only a few of us made it because we were spread out from the main group of guards that had gathered out here. Most of their bodies had been thrown farther out into the battlefield, you might see them if you go by. Fred, that's the other guy who survived, went out there to go see if anyone made it. I stayed here to stop anyone from getting in. I wouldn't have lasted much longer if you didn't show up sir!"
Reist replied quickly
"Thank you, go back inside and hold the gate from there, you should be seeing some reinforcements shortly. And don't worry about the others, they were good soldiers, but sometimes soldiers die. They did their job, now you need to keep doing yours."
The young guard seemed to perk up at this.
"Yes sir, I'll do that! Thanks!"
Reist continued on his way quickly seeing what the soldier had meant. Already a couple of thieves were looting the bodies of two of the soldiers who had landed behind a ruined siege tower. He quickly ran over, stabbing one in the back, and continuing on to the next and chopping his head clean off.
Suddenly he was set upon by a multitude of Barbarian warriors. They ran through the ruins of the siege tower, playing some sort of deadly game of tag, Reist using his control over fire to keep them at bay.
After a few minutes the waves stopped, and Reist was left, panting in the middle of the battlefield. He quickly downed a potion and continued onward.
Reist shortly came upon an even sadder sight than anything he'd seen yet in this battle. There sat Fred over the body of his dead comrade, tears running down his face and out his helmet, trying futilely to resuscitate his one of his dead comrades. On the other side of him, however, were a couple of Barbarians approaching, ready to strike the unaware castle guard. Reist tried to shout to the man, but he was too lost in his own world to hear it.
Out of options, Reist sprinted as quickly as he could, hurdled over the soldier, and stood between him and the Barbarians. Acknowledging the new threat the two warriors altered their course and came after him instead. Before they can even reach him, he sends a veritable wall of fire at them. When it clears two crisped bodies were lying on the ground unmoving.
Looking back one last time at Fred, Reist moves on; knowing that he can't help the man.
He eventually reaches a wooden palisade, and stands for a moment, wondering how to approach this. It was obviously the Barbarian encampment, and he would have to get inside if he wanted to stop this invasion.
Before he can come up with a plan however he feels a low rumbling on the ground. He looks around not seeing its source. The rumbling starts to grow worse and suddenly Reist looks fearfully at the Palisade frozen to the spot.
He throws himself to the side just in time to see the palisade explodes into splinters.
Alright, thanks guys. I'll try to post more often now that my exams are over. If this makes no sense at all, I'm going to blame it on having my wisdom teeth removed today. Apparently I made no sense at all, blabbering on about how I had to get to hockey even though it was canceled a week ago.
Anyway, whatever. Hope to hear your response. I feel that this one is better anyway.
I'd say Cheers again, but I'm not British and I sat there asking myself why I had put that on there. So without further boring my fans (As if i had any. =p )
Dasvidanya everyone.
