Sword of Hades
 

[COLOR=sky blue]The Sword of Hades was the mystical artifact that bound the many races together. Whoever wielded this sword was in essence, the ruler of the world and could summon an undead army. The Black Rose Knights are sworn protecters of the sword and he who wields it. A man named Jarai became the ruler after the War of the Cloud. Jarai took command of the legions and started to pillage the villages of Trituna. The BRK couldn't stand to have the sword used for evil. They then declared war against Jarai and his undead legions. Jarai easily smashed the BRK, except for one. Mourdor Bloodleaf is the sole survivor of this once proud noblity. He and his elven fiancee, Linnea Askins, fled to the human town of Krad. The story begins a year later after the incident.



This is just the intro to the story. I will continue the story ASAP. I could use some more characters because right now, there are only three characters. Please PM me or post here if you would like to be part of the story and I'll fit you in. Suggestions are always welcome.[/COLOR]

Say Mourdor that sounds really good! :)
Can't wait to read the story of it, keep it up ;)

It is good, diferent, but good, where is the rest

you should make that into a computer game.:D
cool storyline.

Oooohhh snap that's a cool idea!!

[COLOR=sky blue]I tore my room inside out trying to find that damn disk. I can't find it anywhere. If my friend doesn't have it, I'm going to have to rewrite it. I've already started on the first chapter.[/COLOR]

Put that one pic i drew for you yesterday as a character in your story. I know you love elves in armor.

[COLOR=sky blue]Sorry, Steve. No access to scanner until Thursday, if lucky. Damn librarians.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=sky blue]The story is told through Mourdor's PoV


Chapter One- The Fountain of Woe

The watchman just finishes lighting the torches of the town. I put on my armor and grab my sword and rush out of the house. Unsure of where I'm going, I run through the streets trying to find my way.

"Where did she say to meet her?" I ask myself as I lean against a building, trying to catch my breath. "Better get moving before she kills me." I keep dashing through the alleys trying to find the fountain. An older woman walks towards me. Well, she's actually younger than me, but she's human.

"You lost, elf?" The lady says. There isn't much respect towards elves in this town.

"Yes, madam. I can't seem to find the town fountain." She looks at me with a troubled look.

"You elves aren't really bright. The fountain is just over there." She points behind her and I see running water.

"Thanks, my lady." I flip her a silver and a run to the fountain. I turn the corner and I was startled. A tall, slender body was rested on the edge of the fountain. Long silver hair flowing down her body. Her hand making waves in the water. I was stunned by her beauty. I slowly approach her. She peers at me out of the corner of her eye.

"It's about time you showed up! Where the heck were you?" I didn't answer, knowing that she'd yell at me for making excuses.

"Sorry. I'm here now, though." I sit next to her on the fountain. We talk for a while to lighten the mood. Then she gets serious.

"Mourdor, when can we go back to our homelands? These people are creul and I'm homesick."

"I don't know if we are able to ever go back. Jarai took control of Polistinai." She falls silent. I decide not to say anything. Three shadowy figures appear from one of the alleys.

"Mourdor Bloodleaf, are you not?" The lead man says abruptly.

"I am him!" I stand waiting a reply. The man shifts his cloak aside. His armor shimmering in the moonlight.

"That crest..." I notice the crest on his armor. "What do you want here?"

"Jarai summons you to appear before him on counts of treason. If you resist, we are forced to carry out your sentence here and now." The man puts his hand on the handle of his sword. I do the same.

"Jarai can come himself if he wants me." I draw my sword. Whatever people were standing around have now fled in terror. Linnea stays seated at the other end of the fountain.

"So be it..." The man signals his two flunkies to attack. While high in skill, these men were awfully arrogant. A couple quick slashes dispatches the two cronies. I turn to where the man was before. Nothing.

"Over here, traitor." I spin around to see that he has Linnea in his clutches.

"Let her go! She is not part of this."

"A fair trade then." He suggests. "If you come with me, she goes free. If not, then, I guess you can imagine that." The words pierce my heart.

"Mourdor, don't do it!"

"Talk all you want, wench! He won't let you die." A burning rage builds up within me.

"I'll do what you wish. Now let her go." I cautiously put my sword away in it's sheath. I slowly walk around the fountain.

"Place your sword in the fountain." He demands. I do as he says. "Pathetic moron!" He quickly slides his dagger across the neck of Linnea. He then hurls her into the water. I couldn't move. I see her body slowly fall into the fountain water.

"I had hoped you were more of a challenge." I pull a dagger from my cloak and charge at the man. He gracefully evades and jumps on top of one of the buildings. "We'll meet again." He dashes across from house to house.

"Get back here!" I scream to no avail. I drop the dagger and hastfully sprint over to the fountain. The water was turning dark red. I pull Linnea out of the water and gently lay her on the ground. Her cut wasn't bad, but her lungs were filling with blood. Her speech was in short gasps.

"It's...not your...fault...Mour...dor." She coughs out blood. Her dress soaken with water and blood.

"Don't speak, Linnea. I'll find a chemist to help."

"Don't bother...I don't have...enough time. Remember...I will...always love...yo...u." Linnea's eyes slowly close. Her breathing stopped.

"Linnea? Linnea? Can you hear me?" I desprately blurt out. "You can't leave me! Linnea, you...can't leave...me." I hold her close to me. Her body already becoming cold. "Why...did this happen to you?" A tear falls from my face and lands on her cheek. A cold rain starts to fall, washing away the blood on the road.

"LINNEA!"[/COLOR]

Cool!!!
 

Wow that was excellent Mourdor! :D
How awful for Linnea to die so soon in the story though :(

But its still an excellent story, I can't wait to read the next chapter!
keep it up! ;)

[COLOR=sky blue]Thanks for the kind responses guys. I'll get chapter two up as soon as possible.[/COLOR]

you deserve the responses that was well cool!:D
you should turn it into a book aswell!!!:D

Awesome dude! Too bad about Linnea though. I hope Moudor kicks that stupid guys butt :mad: .

Way to start your story out with a bang! Although I'm wondering, I thought that the guy in armor was there to capture Mourdor, so how come he ran away, was he feeling threatened, or just running from the scene of the crime?

[COLOR=sky blue]The reason why he ran was to lure Mourdor to come. It is easier to get someone to come on their own free will.

BTW, I should have Chapter II up by Sunday.[/COLOR]

Can't wait!