Convet
09-20-08, 03:26 PM
It was a stormy night, anthour bandit raid... didnt know if i should of done something... mabey... no i couldent of done that. I tried to sleep but the noise, the smell of light smoke in the air, the light of fire comeing in though the window.
When the door blew open to my room i jumped at first, but it was just the wind, the wind howled though the house, drowning out the noise of the bandits, the scream of the people across the street.
"Thats it" i thought to my self, i decided to take a look out the window, incase, just incase... incase the bandits came for us, incase they wanted to take our things, our food, belongings..
The night ended, as i walked out doors, people where cleaning the streets of rubbish, others rebuilding there charred homes, some bringing out the dead... there, in a pile, i saw him, Kenda, my best friend. I ran to him, clearing the rubble from his burnt face, i grabbed him under the shoulders and tried my hardest to pull him out, lifting off the ground, flapping my wings. Then it happened, a arrow from the town center, the bandits were back, looking for more belongings to take.
I started to lift Kenda out of the dirt, suddenly there was a sudden jolt, he got free from the rubbel of his house but i wasent ready for it. I was going backwards, quickly, and i wasent ready, "NOT GOOD!" i shouted. I went flying though the window of my room, glass slid across the floor.
I put Kenda on my bed, and looked round the room, panicing, just incase the bandits came in. I knelt down and lifted up a floor board, reached into the hole and pulled out multipul weapons, a bow with arrows and a short sword. I prepared my self, fixing the sword to my belt on one side and putting the quiver on the other. I held the bow, like it was a part of my body.
As i looked out, i saw a bandit running down the street, i loaded the bow and fired. The bandit fell, the others looked round, confused, the villages too. I looked up, and started to expand my wings, then i flapped for a powerful burts of air. I flew upwards, quickly. I hit the roof, and went though its thin body. I hovered a few feet above the roof and looked around, loaded my bow and fired anthour round off into a bandit.
The bandits got confused, heading for cover, i had to disrupt them while i could with my bow. I fired two more arrows off, hitting one bandit, and just cutting the face of the other. I flew down, nearly hit the ground, put the bow in the quiver and drew the sword and landed on the ground, with a bandit chargeing at me.
I put the sword up in the air to defend my self. The swords clashed, again and again and agian.. he stuttered, fumbeled, i saw an opening into his defense, i grabbed his arm and put the sword aginst his neck.
Suddenly there was a shout from behind, the chief of the village, he orded the fighting to stop.
"What are you doing, we are a peaceful town, the bandits come and go, its the way it is, and always be. You Carter Reeves, have disobayed out laws and will bring the village into ruin. You are banished from the village from here on forth. Now go, i trust the bandit leader will not look upon this, as i plead he will not destroy the village, will he hear my plea?"
The leader looked up as i took my sword off his neck, he laughed. "Of course, obviesly he dosent know of the deal we have, obviesly hot headed. Altho if not abit of a talented fighter."
So that is the begging of my story, as every begging must have an end, i Carter Reeves, am in search of the end, but for the end to be reached, a story must be told...
(going to add more when i get a chance bettwen coursework. hope you liked it)
When the door blew open to my room i jumped at first, but it was just the wind, the wind howled though the house, drowning out the noise of the bandits, the scream of the people across the street.
"Thats it" i thought to my self, i decided to take a look out the window, incase, just incase... incase the bandits came for us, incase they wanted to take our things, our food, belongings..
The night ended, as i walked out doors, people where cleaning the streets of rubbish, others rebuilding there charred homes, some bringing out the dead... there, in a pile, i saw him, Kenda, my best friend. I ran to him, clearing the rubble from his burnt face, i grabbed him under the shoulders and tried my hardest to pull him out, lifting off the ground, flapping my wings. Then it happened, a arrow from the town center, the bandits were back, looking for more belongings to take.
I started to lift Kenda out of the dirt, suddenly there was a sudden jolt, he got free from the rubbel of his house but i wasent ready for it. I was going backwards, quickly, and i wasent ready, "NOT GOOD!" i shouted. I went flying though the window of my room, glass slid across the floor.
I put Kenda on my bed, and looked round the room, panicing, just incase the bandits came in. I knelt down and lifted up a floor board, reached into the hole and pulled out multipul weapons, a bow with arrows and a short sword. I prepared my self, fixing the sword to my belt on one side and putting the quiver on the other. I held the bow, like it was a part of my body.
As i looked out, i saw a bandit running down the street, i loaded the bow and fired. The bandit fell, the others looked round, confused, the villages too. I looked up, and started to expand my wings, then i flapped for a powerful burts of air. I flew upwards, quickly. I hit the roof, and went though its thin body. I hovered a few feet above the roof and looked around, loaded my bow and fired anthour round off into a bandit.
The bandits got confused, heading for cover, i had to disrupt them while i could with my bow. I fired two more arrows off, hitting one bandit, and just cutting the face of the other. I flew down, nearly hit the ground, put the bow in the quiver and drew the sword and landed on the ground, with a bandit chargeing at me.
I put the sword up in the air to defend my self. The swords clashed, again and again and agian.. he stuttered, fumbeled, i saw an opening into his defense, i grabbed his arm and put the sword aginst his neck.
Suddenly there was a shout from behind, the chief of the village, he orded the fighting to stop.
"What are you doing, we are a peaceful town, the bandits come and go, its the way it is, and always be. You Carter Reeves, have disobayed out laws and will bring the village into ruin. You are banished from the village from here on forth. Now go, i trust the bandit leader will not look upon this, as i plead he will not destroy the village, will he hear my plea?"
The leader looked up as i took my sword off his neck, he laughed. "Of course, obviesly he dosent know of the deal we have, obviesly hot headed. Altho if not abit of a talented fighter."
So that is the begging of my story, as every begging must have an end, i Carter Reeves, am in search of the end, but for the end to be reached, a story must be told...
(going to add more when i get a chance bettwen coursework. hope you liked it)