Lost Welshman
12-20-2002, 05:23 PM
This is my story, i have been working on it for 5 days. Please tell me if its worth carrying on. I know its a bit long, but PLEASE read it. Its got gramatical mistakes but thats cos im 15 and havnt checked it yet. Thank you. after telling me what you think feel free to give me ideas.
Chapter 1
What If?
What do you think of when you see a magician? Are you amazed or just thinking about what a big fake he is. No matter how great his tricks are I can assure you, it is not magic. To explain how I am certain of this you will have to believe that what I say is true. A very long time ago magic was real, this forgotten time was both terrible and one of the greatest times to be around. Wizards, Elves, Dragons, etc all existed. The oldest, Wisest clans of Elves kept order in the land of Humans, Dwarves, Halflings and other creatures of partially good nature. There were Evil Elves as well, few of them mind you but very powerful ones. The biggest civilization was that of the Orcs. Billions of Orcs, Goblins and Gremlins found in the most terrifying places on the earth, from waste lands to dark forests. Aside from all the big civilizations there were groups of creatures, evil and good. Dragons, trolls, winged horses and billions of other creatures that would be impossible to list. Dragons were creatures of Pure Magical energy, but they were shunned by humans for this and eventually over time all dragons became evil. Villages were obliterated, vast amounts of people were slaughtered and the Orcs kept some of them as pets. The Orcish Dragons agreed to help the Orcs take over from the Elves, enslaving the world.
A great army of all races was to take place. The Orcs had a vast army of Orcs, Goblins and Gremlins. Gremlins were excellent marksmen and were found high on towers and mountains will great bows that could fire an arrow three quarters of a mile before falling to the ground. They were very small creatures with very slimy dark green skin, excellent for hiding in forests, and their faces were wart covered with huge crooked noses and large pointy ears, often with little bite marks in. Their armour consisted of a lightweight black leather made from troll skins and a helmet made of wolves skulls. Goblins were the same size as humans and elves if upright but their backs were crooked making them seem smaller. Their skin was very pale and their faces also had warts on, but not as much as the gremlins, their faces always looked as if they had just returned from a battle after receiving many an injury to their face, this was a terrifying sight to behold if you were to see it in battle. They were often armed with two lightweight long swords, or chopping axes to hack at the arms or legs of the enemy, they had small wooden shields covered in the dark blue blood of Gremlins, and the dark (almost black) green blood of Goblins, the armour they wore was leather from a wild boar, about as strong as troll skin but more lightweight. Helmets weren't given to the Goblins as their numbers were to vast and this is what the Orcs relied on in battle. The Orcs were 8ft tall (and that was the small ones), they were very strong and also had pale skin, no warts but Black Mouths with indescribably bad breath. They were very strong beasts but like their fellow goblins they were not very good in close-quarters combat. They were equipped with huge Battleaxes and WarHammers, slow but powerful weapons and they were protected by black Iron chain mail, not very maneuverable but they can easily withstand a few blows from an Elvish long sword. The main weapon of the Orcs was the Dragon-Riders, Skilled Orcs at the reins and gremlins behind them firing arrows below. The Dragon Rides were kept a secret from the world until the battle of the last dragons. Orcs had slain the dragons not willing to help them, leaving only the few dragons that were trained for the riders.
The Army of the Elves was drawing nearer to the last Orcish Stronghold. Dwarves with their well known Golden Armour were leading the army with their large Golden Battle Axes, Following the, was a mix of Elves in their Curving Silver Armour with their Sliver Long swords with and the Humans with their iron suits of armour and their plain but Very Efficient Swords axes and Halberds. Behind the main section of the army were the Archers, elvish archers were the most skilled with finely crafted Bows, with arrows that slice through Orcish flesh with ease. Behind them were the Battle mages with their short swords and belts with magic orbs around the circumference. At the very back of the army stood the Wizards and High Elves. The walls of the Orcish Stronghold were clear in the armies sight, they were covered in blood, Dragon Skulls and human, elvish, dwarven and even Halfling skeletons. The army stood still , they had ventured many, many miles to reach the gates after word that the Orcs had planned to kill the elves and enslave all other creatures. They were now at the last stronghold not knowing what awaited them inside. They all waited for the order to attack but one foolish dwarf decided to attack at his own will. Running down the hill into the valley where the stronghold was lying still, seeming abandoned. The dwarf managed to run about 10 meters when there was an immense flash of lightning, as the men recovered their eye sight they saw the dwarf skewered by arrows on the floor, as the thunder rolled over them the gates to the stronghold opened and out poured Goblins and Orcs, the battle had begun. Thousands of Dwarves ran down the hill hundreds being impaled by spears held tightly by the Goblins. A vicious storm made the whole atmosphere a lot worse. The dwarves tired easily because of the heavy armour and weapons, as the last hundred were escaping back up the hill the second wave attacked. Elvish Archers could pick out individual body parts of the Gremlins high on the top of the towers around the strong hold and all those around the valley were found in the trees by Halfling scouts who then killed them. Although one man could easily kill ten goblins on his own before being stuck down the Orcs seemed to be winning. The Elves strode through the vast army of Goblins striking down many at a time with their weapons. The humans cut through both the flesh and the bone of the goblins with ease and eventually drove back the last remaining goblins into the stronghold. Everyone cheered but the battle was far from over. The wizards stood by the castle walls. Two wizards, one either side of the gate, raised their arms and focused on the walls two sections began to shake, the huge bricks became loose and started wobbling. Then along came some battle mages they reached for an orb, they pulled out one that was made of a reflective substance like a mirror. As the orbs were pointed at the shaking sections of wall a huge blurry blast shot out of the orbs smashing the wall down.
By this time the sun had long set and deep inside the main dungeons the Dragon-riders were preparing for launch. Meanwhile above the surface Orcs were hacking their way through the Elves whose weapons couldn't pierce their armour easily. The humans had picked up some dwarvish warhammers and began to crush the skulls of the Orcs, this allowed the elves to recover and they used the discarded Human weapons that could easily penetrate the Orcs armour. The Battlemages sent Orcs hurtling into walls and flying into the air by their enchanted weapons and the wizards chocked them of their air and made them burst into flames with a single movement of their hand without even trying. The Orcs were nearly finished when suddenly their was a terrible wave of roars from deep inside two enormous holes in the ground. Both armies stood still, the Elves and Humans were stunned, the Orcs were excited. After a time the Orcs began to attack again. The Halflings in the trees along the sides of the valley were all alerted by the roar and they woke from their rest. The sun was beginning to rise when suddenly more roars came from the holes, but a thousand times louder, the Halflings were worried, the Elves and Humans were nearly deafened and then there was silence followed by a large beating, like the beating of a birds wings but loud enough to hear all across the battlefield. Flames shot out of the holes. The older of the Wizards closed their eyes knowing what was about to launch out from the holes, the younger less experienced men looked at the Wizards worriedly and suddenly out shot a red figure followed by a black then two more red figures, soon the men learnt what the figures were. “DRAGONS” they shouted in Elven and English. The Halflings quickly grabbed the gremlin bows and snatched arrow, and fired them wildly into the air. All of the arrows were shot and the Dragons and their riders laughed out. The men on the battle field were fleeing in terror but turned back at the order of the wizards. “ARCHERS, AIM FOR THE DRAGON HEARTS, EVERYONE ELSE KILL THESE RECHID ORCS”, with that order the archers stood aiming for the dragon hearts. The men attacked the Orcs and the Wizards held their staffs in two hands and then with one swipe Orcs flew back into the spears that were put up to intimidate enemies. The Battlemages threw their orbs, explosions blasted Orcs into the air, if the blast didn't kill them the impact of the ground would. The dragons flew out over the valleys to swoop back and destroy the army. A Halfling called Uchi picked up an elvish arrow he found stuck in a tree, it has a silver tip. He saw the dragons begin to turn around and he took aim as a dark green dragon flew over Uchi closed his eyes and let go of the string of the bow. The Halflings cheered he opened his eyes and he saw the dragon plummet to the ground with the rider screaming. A bolt of green lightning struck the dragon and it exploded in a green blast. The Wizards and mages dropped onto their knees, something happened and they felt the magic from the dragon be destroyed. The other dragons dropped but recovered just in time, but as the recovered the elvish archers released the arrows which flew and hit their target. Then was one blast after another it was like a firework display that everyone enjoyed, that is everyone but the Mages and Wizards, o and of course the Orcs. Blue, Green, Purple, Red, Yellow, Brown. There was one dragon left and all the archers took aim. An elvish archer, called Rithen picked up his elven bow, and picked up a frost arrow. As all the other archers fired Rithen stood with his aim fixed on the dragons heart. The dragon span cleverly and the arrows bounced off his scales like a wooden arrow would bounce off a concrete wall. The Dragon laughed, the Rider was terrified and let go. As the dragon turned to face the army he took a breath, everyone could see the weak magical energy flowing into his mouth and nostrils. Rithen fired, and the arrow was on target, flames blasted out of the dragons mouth and she shot up into the air. The arrow took affect turning the dragon to ice. The biggest explosion yet blasted out for miles turning the sky as black as the night for a few seconds. The wizards stood up with a feeling of emptiness remembering the words of the dragon before it turned to ice, “you fools!”. A wizard reached out to call his staff back to him, nothing happened. The mages looked at their orbs, they were clear, just glass. “what have we done” said the High lord Morrowon of the Elves, his voice was heard across the battlefield although it was only a whisper. The Orcs let loose their trolls, huge creatures with a small brain, they often had huge warhammers or clubs. The Wizards were crushed and the Mages only had a useless short sword to defend themselves. The archers had no arrows and the humans were too tired to use the dwarven weapons, the elves were their only hope of defense, all those who could not fight ran, the battle was lost.
You see, when the last dragon was killed it took all magic with it, as I explained earlier dragons were purely magical and with only with their existence could magic be used. So why aren't there any records of this ever happening? This is because men had to forget about the wonders that were lost. Without the dwarves, men took control in the race for technology, they invented vehicle capable of traveling in short time, and huge weapons called catapults, with these advantages they took over, killing all Elves and Orcs and every other creature that they deemed unnatural. This is how those times became forgotten. But what if at least two Dragons escaped the clutches of the Orcs, what if they had hidden and their offspring hid in other places all over the world. My story takes place in a world where those two dragons did hide, the year is 2002.
Chapter 2
Four Boys
Our Story Begins in the southern most point of a country called Wales, part of the United Kingdom. We will begin with Thameras Granville, a human, he doesn't enjoy his Survival lessons and he doesn't enjoy hunting for physical reasons, but for some reason he want to become a ranger. He parents don't like the idea of him becoming the apprentice of a strange man that they don't know, but these days parents don't have much control over their children’s future. Thameras is often mistaken for a dwarf but the fact that he doesn't have a long beard proves that he isn't. Thameras was packing his bag ready for school when the doorbell rang “THAMERAS, YOU RHYTHMAL IS HEAR!” shouted Thameras’ mother up the stairs. The door opened and there stood Rhythmal. Rhythmal Deere had short dark brown hair, he was taller that Thameras. “Mornin’ Tham, come on we’ve got to meet Moric and then make our way to school”
“Calm Down Rhyth, I’m ready ”
So off they went to pick up Moric and head to school.
At this point in time Ubi Hill was sitting on his bus ignoring the insults from the back. A piece of scrunched up paper flew at him and hit him on the head, he leant down and picked up the paper, straightened it out, it said ’Stinking Halfling’, that made angry. “DON’T EVER CALL ME A HALFLING, I AM A HOBBIT”. The person who threw the paper was laughing with his friend, who threw another paper. Ubi raised his hand and stopped the paper in mid flight, he flicked his hand and it flew back and hit the boy on the head, everyone laughed. Ubi felt like a hero and he liked it. Ubi had brown curly hair on his head, and feet. He got off the bus and met up with Thameras, Rhythmal and Moric. “Hello Ubi” they said.
“Hi” he replied, where’s Althron.
“I don't know and frankly I don't care, ill be glad to have him out of my life he’s so two faced and he only cares about himself” said Tham.
Meanwhile at Althron Morris’ house, “Come on were going to be late again”. Althron was always complaining about how his sister is never waking up in time to get to school. Althron finally got to school with his scruffy black coat and he rushed into his form class just as the teacher called his name, “hear” he called back as he slammed into the door rushing to get it open. That year, the year group was split up into two, the Hobbits and Elves and The Dwarves and humans. The first lesson of the day was Elvish, as Althron, Rhythmal and Ubi were walking down the corridor to get to their lesson, they heard a girl behind them moaning to a friend, “why do we have to do Elvish anyway, its not like I’m going to use it” at that moment Althron turned around and spoke aloud in elvish, insulting the girl. “What” she asked,
“oh, just explaining why Elvish can be useful”
The three boys entered the lesson laughing. “SIT DOWN!” the teacher instructed. If you’re wondering why elves has to go to elvish lessons, it was because the elves used it much like you have English lessons, to speak properly. As for the other races they went to learn the basics of the language. In my opinion the Elves had it too easy.
It was break time and the Three boys were walking through the yard as all of the first years avoided them, the second years however were a bit more mouthy. Luckily Rhyth’s ambitions were to become a wizard and Ubi wanted to be a battle mage, so with this in mind the second years soon learnt to know them after being hung magically by their underwear for the fifteen minute break time with their friends laughing at them. Althron wanted to become a ranger but he was more interested in the use of a bow, because he was skilled and well trusted he was allowed to carry his bow around, along with his two short swords. Why are they using swords, well, when magic was destroyed the only way to keep order was with more powerful weapons, but since magic hasn't been destroyed there is no need for powerful weapons, the elves still kept order with magic. Ubi carried Magic orbs with him, these weren't strictly allowed as they can be too destructive but Ubi just enchanted them to represent harmless orbs until of course he wanted to threaten someone with them. Rhyth carried round his staff, it represented his status as a wizard, it was wood, the second lowest form but for a fifteen year old that was quite high. Tham carried round his long sword, at this point in time he couldn’t use it properly has it was too heavy. The four boys were unique, they knew exactly what they wanted to be and they had already begun training for it. Aside from all of this they were unknown to pretty much everyone in school.
After Lunchtime the boys were supposed to go to Survival Lessons, but they had been called to a secret meeting. The head teacher Dr. Nimala and a handful of other teachers were sitting in a circle. “Althron Morris, Ubi Hill, Rhythmal Deere and Thameras Granville, are you all year” said the head teacher reading from a list of names. The boys replied and then took their seats. Some more pupils came in, all elves. Al and Rhyth felt pressured by the fact that the other elves were supposed to be better by them. Merralek, was the name of the girl who seemed to be the head of the group. The head began to speak about a group of Evil elves who were allied with Orcs, beginning to plan an attack on the school and the 11 people that they had chosen were to help defend the school. If they helped out they would get into any university they wanted by special request of the school. They all agreed to help and had the rest of the day off to explain to their parents about the risks and advantages.
The next day after their second lesson Rhyth and Ubi went to learn about Runes, and for Al and Tham it was Weapon Creation. Runes were the dwarves way of using magic, they carved dwarven markings into stone, or Gold, or Colored materials such as Rubies, Emeralds and the most powerful ones were in Diamond. Ubi was asked to do a demonstration in class, he picked up a rune spoke the writing and BANG, there was a cloud of smoke, when it died down one of the boys in the back of the class (who only took the lesson to learn spells) was all green, and his hair had turned yellow, his name was Eyakeron. “ILL GET YOU FOR THAT!” he said with his elvish ears pulled back along his face and his eyes wide with an angry expression on his face. While this happened In Weapon Making Althron had just finished his second elvish long sword, it was made of the lightest metal they had in the workshop. As he had extra time left before everyone else finished theirs, and because the teacher though he was reliable, he was allowed to , mark a rune on it. His teacher, Mr. Thesdab, gave him his special book of runes. Without reading the description Althrof carved out the rune in the Diamond Part of the handle (which he added out of his own money) then he wrote the name of the sword in elvish on the blade. He called it ‘Slash’, I know it sounds corny, that’s what he thought as well, his other sword was called ‘Gash’, only Slash had a rune in it but the diamond piece on the handle was on Gash as well. Tham created a weapon that looked like two flat fan blades, but it was an elvish design that Althron had helped him with. It looked great but know Tham had to learn how to use it. Both Al and Tham had paid for their weapons and the rest of the class either envied their weaponry skills, or hated them especially Eyakeron’s friends. That lunchtime was one to remember.
The Bell rang for Lunch and the four boys met up with Moric the Dwarf on the field. Their other friends came down the field after they had finished their lunch. Tham and Al began to practice their swordsman skills, Tham used his new weapon that he simply called a fan sword. It was an amazing spectacle for everyone watching, both boys were extremely good swordsmen, they stopped ten minutes after. Then Rhyth began to create energy balls which he threw up into the air and Althron shot them with his bow creating great fireworks. “Al, Tham, that Eyakeron and his friends are coming with long swords and fireballs,” All five boys readied their weapons, they were prepared to use them but they only got them out to warn Eyakeron that they could fight, everyone else gathered round. Al threw Slash towards Ubi, “what does it say” he asked, Ubi threw it back and told him “Byp”. Eyakeron approached them, with his friends and their Orcish styled swords, they were painted red in parts to make it look like blood, the blade of Eyakeron’s sword was curved round. They charged towards the five boys, Rhyth readied his staff, Ubi stood back, Moric took his short sword (which he wasn't allowed), Al readied Slash and Gash, Tham readied his fan sword. “this’ll show ya” Eyakeron grumbled. Two of Eyakeron ‘s friends attacked Tham, who’s weapon was a great advantage, one big person who they called ‘Troll’ attacked Al, Rhyth was blasted back by a rune from Eyakeron who slowly walked towards Ubi. Al tried to get to Ubi to protect him but Troll was in the way, he shouted ‘BYP’ and the rune in his sword glowed bright white, as he went to slash Troll the rune shone brighter and then faded. Al had not even got near Troll with his sword but blood began to pour from his side, Troll fell to the floor with a deep wound, if he wasn't as big he would probably have died. Al was blasted back by the same rune that was used on Rhyth. Ubi pulled out an orb. “Ha Ha so you’re going to heal me” Eyakeron said as he noticed the heal sign in the rune as Ubi went to throw it. Just before Ubi threw it the healing pattern in the orb changed to a freezing pattern. Eyakeron was frozen. Tham was saved as the two people attacking him ran away as the teachers created a barrier around the boys. They looked around and saw Troll’s Axe in Moric’s side, he had been killed. Rhyth tried to blast his way out of the barrier but he couldn’t. Thameras was very upset, the rest were filled with anger and a deep hatred for Eyakeron and his Group of human and dwarven friends. A group of teachers flocked all around working together to sustain the magic barrier. The crowd of people were stunned at the fact that someone was killed in their school. The teachers took the four boys into the main hall, still imprisoned in the barrier. They were called fourth separately. “Thameras Granville, you wielded your newly crafted weapon with intent to harm another pupil, you are expelled. Althron Morris, you cut deep inside a pupil with a magic rune causing that pupil serious harm, you are expelled. Rhythmal Deere, you tried to blast through the magic barrier created to stop you from escaping and you threatened to use your magic to harm others, you are expelled. And finally Ubi Hill, you carried round very destructive magi orbs which you disguised from teachers, and then you froze a fellow student, you are expelled”
“what was I supposed to do” argued Ubi, the others agreed.
“you could have stopped them with magic, as you seem to think your so good with it” the head teacher snapped back. Tham opened his mouth with thought of a witty reply but he decided it would be best to just leave it. Finally the head teacher informed them that they would be kept in solitary confinement for the night to think about their actions. As you probably would have guessed their parents were furious, worst of all was Thameras’ parents, they told him he could not go outside the house and talk to his friends.
That night, hours and hours passed and there was a tremendous storm shaking the cells. Althorn was gazing out of the window fascinated by the lightning, counting the seconds between flashes and the thunder that followed. There was the sound of footsteps that got louder until it seemed like in was right in front of the cell , Althron was looking around but couldn’t see anything. There was the slightest sound of giggling from below. Althron looked down and there, as clear as the cell walls, was a gremlin. Althron sat down with his back against the wall thinking about the attack on the school, the footsteps headed back where they came from. Also listening was Rhyth. As the guard went to check outside Rhyth called for his staff. In flew off the wall where it was hanging and it went to the outstretched hand of Rhyth. He pointed his staff at the lock, as his staff twisted the door unlocked. Suddenly as there was a flash of lightning the guards body fell backwards with an Orcish arrow through the heart. Rhyth ran down the corridor with Goblins crowding the corridors in front and behind him, he ran to about the fifth cell down and there was Althron sitting under the barred window. The goblins were close just within attacking range of Rhyth. Without thinking he swung his staff from the door to the wall on the other side. The door ripped from its hinges and crushed the goblins that were standing by it. Althron stood up and left the cell, “cool” he said casually as he pulled his swords from the wall. Althron was battling the goblins with ease, their flesh was easily damaged by his elvish swords. Rhyth held his hands together, as if he was protecting a small creature inside, after a while he opened his hands, Rhyth had created his first fireball. “BACK” Rhyth demanded, Althron leapt backwards and the goblins flooded the cell where they were hiding. They saw the fireball in Rhyth’s hand and the goblin at the front of the hoard sighed, Rhyth launched the fireball at the goblins , the few survivors ran out of the building.
While all this was happening, Ubi was desperately trying to escape hearing the sounds of the battle across the other side of the courtyard. He quickly found a sharp stone on the floor and carved a rune into the stone wall. Ubi held his hand over the rune and spoke the words. The stone wall flew back crushing many gremlins and a few goblins. After realizing what just happened the goblins one of the leading goblins called the others in his croaking, slimy voice “Look a little Halfling”
“I HATE BEING CALLED A HALFLING” Howled the Hobbit as his eyes flamed with his enchantment. The various stone blocks scattered along the floor flew towards the goblins, lightning flashed and they fell to the floor. At that moment Rhyth and Althron rushed out amazed at the Ubi’s powers. The three boys rescued Tham and they battled their way through the goblins. A group of Orcs found the four boys having fun slaughtering their gremlins and goblins. The Orcs attack, Althron’s swords wouldn't damage the Orcish armour, Rhyth pulled Althron back with his staff just in time, as the Orcish battle axe swooped down towards him. “thank you!” Althron said as he flew past everyone. Tham used ‘The Fan-Blade’ to hold of a lot of the dwarves aiming high (very high) for their heads. Rhyth was taking down large numbers of Orcs at a time with his newly found fireball ability. Althron began firing his arrowat the big Orcs. “IM running low on arrows” He shouted,
“pass me that unmarked diamond on your sword” Ubi asked as he looked on the floor for a sharp stone. Althron threw the diamond and continued to fire at the Orcs. The head teacher was watching them from the top of the tallest building around the courtyard, noting their actions. Ubi threw a diamond rune at Althron “its another one of those Byp runes”
“what's with this Byp, it doesn't sound very magic” Althron said, not directing the question at anyone. “fit it onto you bow,” Ubi instructed “and hope it works”.
Althron, who was out of arrow, fitted the rune onto the front of the bow and said the word to activate the rune. As Althron pulled back the bow string he could see the magic energy charging up, he released the bow and nothing seemed to happen, he looked at his target who had a wound through his neck, the Orcs black blood was pouring out. “Cool” Althron said as he fired the energy arrows at the Orcs. The rune stopped shining and the arrows wouldn't fire. The boys were backed up against the wall of the main school detention building, all of them worn out. It all seemed over as the Orcs slowly crept up to them laughing at them and taunting them, when suddenly they all floated up into the air and caught fire. There they were suspended lighting the area with an orange glow. In the middle of the burning corpses was Dr. Nimala with a chain mail armour over a blue robe, Dr. Nimala was holding a staff that was pure silver, with no markings or jewels. The boys all though the same thing, ‘oh crap’. They all expected the headmistress to freeze them or turn them into something. That didn't happen.
Chapter 1
What If?
What do you think of when you see a magician? Are you amazed or just thinking about what a big fake he is. No matter how great his tricks are I can assure you, it is not magic. To explain how I am certain of this you will have to believe that what I say is true. A very long time ago magic was real, this forgotten time was both terrible and one of the greatest times to be around. Wizards, Elves, Dragons, etc all existed. The oldest, Wisest clans of Elves kept order in the land of Humans, Dwarves, Halflings and other creatures of partially good nature. There were Evil Elves as well, few of them mind you but very powerful ones. The biggest civilization was that of the Orcs. Billions of Orcs, Goblins and Gremlins found in the most terrifying places on the earth, from waste lands to dark forests. Aside from all the big civilizations there were groups of creatures, evil and good. Dragons, trolls, winged horses and billions of other creatures that would be impossible to list. Dragons were creatures of Pure Magical energy, but they were shunned by humans for this and eventually over time all dragons became evil. Villages were obliterated, vast amounts of people were slaughtered and the Orcs kept some of them as pets. The Orcish Dragons agreed to help the Orcs take over from the Elves, enslaving the world.
A great army of all races was to take place. The Orcs had a vast army of Orcs, Goblins and Gremlins. Gremlins were excellent marksmen and were found high on towers and mountains will great bows that could fire an arrow three quarters of a mile before falling to the ground. They were very small creatures with very slimy dark green skin, excellent for hiding in forests, and their faces were wart covered with huge crooked noses and large pointy ears, often with little bite marks in. Their armour consisted of a lightweight black leather made from troll skins and a helmet made of wolves skulls. Goblins were the same size as humans and elves if upright but their backs were crooked making them seem smaller. Their skin was very pale and their faces also had warts on, but not as much as the gremlins, their faces always looked as if they had just returned from a battle after receiving many an injury to their face, this was a terrifying sight to behold if you were to see it in battle. They were often armed with two lightweight long swords, or chopping axes to hack at the arms or legs of the enemy, they had small wooden shields covered in the dark blue blood of Gremlins, and the dark (almost black) green blood of Goblins, the armour they wore was leather from a wild boar, about as strong as troll skin but more lightweight. Helmets weren't given to the Goblins as their numbers were to vast and this is what the Orcs relied on in battle. The Orcs were 8ft tall (and that was the small ones), they were very strong and also had pale skin, no warts but Black Mouths with indescribably bad breath. They were very strong beasts but like their fellow goblins they were not very good in close-quarters combat. They were equipped with huge Battleaxes and WarHammers, slow but powerful weapons and they were protected by black Iron chain mail, not very maneuverable but they can easily withstand a few blows from an Elvish long sword. The main weapon of the Orcs was the Dragon-Riders, Skilled Orcs at the reins and gremlins behind them firing arrows below. The Dragon Rides were kept a secret from the world until the battle of the last dragons. Orcs had slain the dragons not willing to help them, leaving only the few dragons that were trained for the riders.
The Army of the Elves was drawing nearer to the last Orcish Stronghold. Dwarves with their well known Golden Armour were leading the army with their large Golden Battle Axes, Following the, was a mix of Elves in their Curving Silver Armour with their Sliver Long swords with and the Humans with their iron suits of armour and their plain but Very Efficient Swords axes and Halberds. Behind the main section of the army were the Archers, elvish archers were the most skilled with finely crafted Bows, with arrows that slice through Orcish flesh with ease. Behind them were the Battle mages with their short swords and belts with magic orbs around the circumference. At the very back of the army stood the Wizards and High Elves. The walls of the Orcish Stronghold were clear in the armies sight, they were covered in blood, Dragon Skulls and human, elvish, dwarven and even Halfling skeletons. The army stood still , they had ventured many, many miles to reach the gates after word that the Orcs had planned to kill the elves and enslave all other creatures. They were now at the last stronghold not knowing what awaited them inside. They all waited for the order to attack but one foolish dwarf decided to attack at his own will. Running down the hill into the valley where the stronghold was lying still, seeming abandoned. The dwarf managed to run about 10 meters when there was an immense flash of lightning, as the men recovered their eye sight they saw the dwarf skewered by arrows on the floor, as the thunder rolled over them the gates to the stronghold opened and out poured Goblins and Orcs, the battle had begun. Thousands of Dwarves ran down the hill hundreds being impaled by spears held tightly by the Goblins. A vicious storm made the whole atmosphere a lot worse. The dwarves tired easily because of the heavy armour and weapons, as the last hundred were escaping back up the hill the second wave attacked. Elvish Archers could pick out individual body parts of the Gremlins high on the top of the towers around the strong hold and all those around the valley were found in the trees by Halfling scouts who then killed them. Although one man could easily kill ten goblins on his own before being stuck down the Orcs seemed to be winning. The Elves strode through the vast army of Goblins striking down many at a time with their weapons. The humans cut through both the flesh and the bone of the goblins with ease and eventually drove back the last remaining goblins into the stronghold. Everyone cheered but the battle was far from over. The wizards stood by the castle walls. Two wizards, one either side of the gate, raised their arms and focused on the walls two sections began to shake, the huge bricks became loose and started wobbling. Then along came some battle mages they reached for an orb, they pulled out one that was made of a reflective substance like a mirror. As the orbs were pointed at the shaking sections of wall a huge blurry blast shot out of the orbs smashing the wall down.
By this time the sun had long set and deep inside the main dungeons the Dragon-riders were preparing for launch. Meanwhile above the surface Orcs were hacking their way through the Elves whose weapons couldn't pierce their armour easily. The humans had picked up some dwarvish warhammers and began to crush the skulls of the Orcs, this allowed the elves to recover and they used the discarded Human weapons that could easily penetrate the Orcs armour. The Battlemages sent Orcs hurtling into walls and flying into the air by their enchanted weapons and the wizards chocked them of their air and made them burst into flames with a single movement of their hand without even trying. The Orcs were nearly finished when suddenly their was a terrible wave of roars from deep inside two enormous holes in the ground. Both armies stood still, the Elves and Humans were stunned, the Orcs were excited. After a time the Orcs began to attack again. The Halflings in the trees along the sides of the valley were all alerted by the roar and they woke from their rest. The sun was beginning to rise when suddenly more roars came from the holes, but a thousand times louder, the Halflings were worried, the Elves and Humans were nearly deafened and then there was silence followed by a large beating, like the beating of a birds wings but loud enough to hear all across the battlefield. Flames shot out of the holes. The older of the Wizards closed their eyes knowing what was about to launch out from the holes, the younger less experienced men looked at the Wizards worriedly and suddenly out shot a red figure followed by a black then two more red figures, soon the men learnt what the figures were. “DRAGONS” they shouted in Elven and English. The Halflings quickly grabbed the gremlin bows and snatched arrow, and fired them wildly into the air. All of the arrows were shot and the Dragons and their riders laughed out. The men on the battle field were fleeing in terror but turned back at the order of the wizards. “ARCHERS, AIM FOR THE DRAGON HEARTS, EVERYONE ELSE KILL THESE RECHID ORCS”, with that order the archers stood aiming for the dragon hearts. The men attacked the Orcs and the Wizards held their staffs in two hands and then with one swipe Orcs flew back into the spears that were put up to intimidate enemies. The Battlemages threw their orbs, explosions blasted Orcs into the air, if the blast didn't kill them the impact of the ground would. The dragons flew out over the valleys to swoop back and destroy the army. A Halfling called Uchi picked up an elvish arrow he found stuck in a tree, it has a silver tip. He saw the dragons begin to turn around and he took aim as a dark green dragon flew over Uchi closed his eyes and let go of the string of the bow. The Halflings cheered he opened his eyes and he saw the dragon plummet to the ground with the rider screaming. A bolt of green lightning struck the dragon and it exploded in a green blast. The Wizards and mages dropped onto their knees, something happened and they felt the magic from the dragon be destroyed. The other dragons dropped but recovered just in time, but as the recovered the elvish archers released the arrows which flew and hit their target. Then was one blast after another it was like a firework display that everyone enjoyed, that is everyone but the Mages and Wizards, o and of course the Orcs. Blue, Green, Purple, Red, Yellow, Brown. There was one dragon left and all the archers took aim. An elvish archer, called Rithen picked up his elven bow, and picked up a frost arrow. As all the other archers fired Rithen stood with his aim fixed on the dragons heart. The dragon span cleverly and the arrows bounced off his scales like a wooden arrow would bounce off a concrete wall. The Dragon laughed, the Rider was terrified and let go. As the dragon turned to face the army he took a breath, everyone could see the weak magical energy flowing into his mouth and nostrils. Rithen fired, and the arrow was on target, flames blasted out of the dragons mouth and she shot up into the air. The arrow took affect turning the dragon to ice. The biggest explosion yet blasted out for miles turning the sky as black as the night for a few seconds. The wizards stood up with a feeling of emptiness remembering the words of the dragon before it turned to ice, “you fools!”. A wizard reached out to call his staff back to him, nothing happened. The mages looked at their orbs, they were clear, just glass. “what have we done” said the High lord Morrowon of the Elves, his voice was heard across the battlefield although it was only a whisper. The Orcs let loose their trolls, huge creatures with a small brain, they often had huge warhammers or clubs. The Wizards were crushed and the Mages only had a useless short sword to defend themselves. The archers had no arrows and the humans were too tired to use the dwarven weapons, the elves were their only hope of defense, all those who could not fight ran, the battle was lost.
You see, when the last dragon was killed it took all magic with it, as I explained earlier dragons were purely magical and with only with their existence could magic be used. So why aren't there any records of this ever happening? This is because men had to forget about the wonders that were lost. Without the dwarves, men took control in the race for technology, they invented vehicle capable of traveling in short time, and huge weapons called catapults, with these advantages they took over, killing all Elves and Orcs and every other creature that they deemed unnatural. This is how those times became forgotten. But what if at least two Dragons escaped the clutches of the Orcs, what if they had hidden and their offspring hid in other places all over the world. My story takes place in a world where those two dragons did hide, the year is 2002.
Chapter 2
Four Boys
Our Story Begins in the southern most point of a country called Wales, part of the United Kingdom. We will begin with Thameras Granville, a human, he doesn't enjoy his Survival lessons and he doesn't enjoy hunting for physical reasons, but for some reason he want to become a ranger. He parents don't like the idea of him becoming the apprentice of a strange man that they don't know, but these days parents don't have much control over their children’s future. Thameras is often mistaken for a dwarf but the fact that he doesn't have a long beard proves that he isn't. Thameras was packing his bag ready for school when the doorbell rang “THAMERAS, YOU RHYTHMAL IS HEAR!” shouted Thameras’ mother up the stairs. The door opened and there stood Rhythmal. Rhythmal Deere had short dark brown hair, he was taller that Thameras. “Mornin’ Tham, come on we’ve got to meet Moric and then make our way to school”
“Calm Down Rhyth, I’m ready ”
So off they went to pick up Moric and head to school.
At this point in time Ubi Hill was sitting on his bus ignoring the insults from the back. A piece of scrunched up paper flew at him and hit him on the head, he leant down and picked up the paper, straightened it out, it said ’Stinking Halfling’, that made angry. “DON’T EVER CALL ME A HALFLING, I AM A HOBBIT”. The person who threw the paper was laughing with his friend, who threw another paper. Ubi raised his hand and stopped the paper in mid flight, he flicked his hand and it flew back and hit the boy on the head, everyone laughed. Ubi felt like a hero and he liked it. Ubi had brown curly hair on his head, and feet. He got off the bus and met up with Thameras, Rhythmal and Moric. “Hello Ubi” they said.
“Hi” he replied, where’s Althron.
“I don't know and frankly I don't care, ill be glad to have him out of my life he’s so two faced and he only cares about himself” said Tham.
Meanwhile at Althron Morris’ house, “Come on were going to be late again”. Althron was always complaining about how his sister is never waking up in time to get to school. Althron finally got to school with his scruffy black coat and he rushed into his form class just as the teacher called his name, “hear” he called back as he slammed into the door rushing to get it open. That year, the year group was split up into two, the Hobbits and Elves and The Dwarves and humans. The first lesson of the day was Elvish, as Althron, Rhythmal and Ubi were walking down the corridor to get to their lesson, they heard a girl behind them moaning to a friend, “why do we have to do Elvish anyway, its not like I’m going to use it” at that moment Althron turned around and spoke aloud in elvish, insulting the girl. “What” she asked,
“oh, just explaining why Elvish can be useful”
The three boys entered the lesson laughing. “SIT DOWN!” the teacher instructed. If you’re wondering why elves has to go to elvish lessons, it was because the elves used it much like you have English lessons, to speak properly. As for the other races they went to learn the basics of the language. In my opinion the Elves had it too easy.
It was break time and the Three boys were walking through the yard as all of the first years avoided them, the second years however were a bit more mouthy. Luckily Rhyth’s ambitions were to become a wizard and Ubi wanted to be a battle mage, so with this in mind the second years soon learnt to know them after being hung magically by their underwear for the fifteen minute break time with their friends laughing at them. Althron wanted to become a ranger but he was more interested in the use of a bow, because he was skilled and well trusted he was allowed to carry his bow around, along with his two short swords. Why are they using swords, well, when magic was destroyed the only way to keep order was with more powerful weapons, but since magic hasn't been destroyed there is no need for powerful weapons, the elves still kept order with magic. Ubi carried Magic orbs with him, these weren't strictly allowed as they can be too destructive but Ubi just enchanted them to represent harmless orbs until of course he wanted to threaten someone with them. Rhyth carried round his staff, it represented his status as a wizard, it was wood, the second lowest form but for a fifteen year old that was quite high. Tham carried round his long sword, at this point in time he couldn’t use it properly has it was too heavy. The four boys were unique, they knew exactly what they wanted to be and they had already begun training for it. Aside from all of this they were unknown to pretty much everyone in school.
After Lunchtime the boys were supposed to go to Survival Lessons, but they had been called to a secret meeting. The head teacher Dr. Nimala and a handful of other teachers were sitting in a circle. “Althron Morris, Ubi Hill, Rhythmal Deere and Thameras Granville, are you all year” said the head teacher reading from a list of names. The boys replied and then took their seats. Some more pupils came in, all elves. Al and Rhyth felt pressured by the fact that the other elves were supposed to be better by them. Merralek, was the name of the girl who seemed to be the head of the group. The head began to speak about a group of Evil elves who were allied with Orcs, beginning to plan an attack on the school and the 11 people that they had chosen were to help defend the school. If they helped out they would get into any university they wanted by special request of the school. They all agreed to help and had the rest of the day off to explain to their parents about the risks and advantages.
The next day after their second lesson Rhyth and Ubi went to learn about Runes, and for Al and Tham it was Weapon Creation. Runes were the dwarves way of using magic, they carved dwarven markings into stone, or Gold, or Colored materials such as Rubies, Emeralds and the most powerful ones were in Diamond. Ubi was asked to do a demonstration in class, he picked up a rune spoke the writing and BANG, there was a cloud of smoke, when it died down one of the boys in the back of the class (who only took the lesson to learn spells) was all green, and his hair had turned yellow, his name was Eyakeron. “ILL GET YOU FOR THAT!” he said with his elvish ears pulled back along his face and his eyes wide with an angry expression on his face. While this happened In Weapon Making Althron had just finished his second elvish long sword, it was made of the lightest metal they had in the workshop. As he had extra time left before everyone else finished theirs, and because the teacher though he was reliable, he was allowed to , mark a rune on it. His teacher, Mr. Thesdab, gave him his special book of runes. Without reading the description Althrof carved out the rune in the Diamond Part of the handle (which he added out of his own money) then he wrote the name of the sword in elvish on the blade. He called it ‘Slash’, I know it sounds corny, that’s what he thought as well, his other sword was called ‘Gash’, only Slash had a rune in it but the diamond piece on the handle was on Gash as well. Tham created a weapon that looked like two flat fan blades, but it was an elvish design that Althron had helped him with. It looked great but know Tham had to learn how to use it. Both Al and Tham had paid for their weapons and the rest of the class either envied their weaponry skills, or hated them especially Eyakeron’s friends. That lunchtime was one to remember.
The Bell rang for Lunch and the four boys met up with Moric the Dwarf on the field. Their other friends came down the field after they had finished their lunch. Tham and Al began to practice their swordsman skills, Tham used his new weapon that he simply called a fan sword. It was an amazing spectacle for everyone watching, both boys were extremely good swordsmen, they stopped ten minutes after. Then Rhyth began to create energy balls which he threw up into the air and Althron shot them with his bow creating great fireworks. “Al, Tham, that Eyakeron and his friends are coming with long swords and fireballs,” All five boys readied their weapons, they were prepared to use them but they only got them out to warn Eyakeron that they could fight, everyone else gathered round. Al threw Slash towards Ubi, “what does it say” he asked, Ubi threw it back and told him “Byp”. Eyakeron approached them, with his friends and their Orcish styled swords, they were painted red in parts to make it look like blood, the blade of Eyakeron’s sword was curved round. They charged towards the five boys, Rhyth readied his staff, Ubi stood back, Moric took his short sword (which he wasn't allowed), Al readied Slash and Gash, Tham readied his fan sword. “this’ll show ya” Eyakeron grumbled. Two of Eyakeron ‘s friends attacked Tham, who’s weapon was a great advantage, one big person who they called ‘Troll’ attacked Al, Rhyth was blasted back by a rune from Eyakeron who slowly walked towards Ubi. Al tried to get to Ubi to protect him but Troll was in the way, he shouted ‘BYP’ and the rune in his sword glowed bright white, as he went to slash Troll the rune shone brighter and then faded. Al had not even got near Troll with his sword but blood began to pour from his side, Troll fell to the floor with a deep wound, if he wasn't as big he would probably have died. Al was blasted back by the same rune that was used on Rhyth. Ubi pulled out an orb. “Ha Ha so you’re going to heal me” Eyakeron said as he noticed the heal sign in the rune as Ubi went to throw it. Just before Ubi threw it the healing pattern in the orb changed to a freezing pattern. Eyakeron was frozen. Tham was saved as the two people attacking him ran away as the teachers created a barrier around the boys. They looked around and saw Troll’s Axe in Moric’s side, he had been killed. Rhyth tried to blast his way out of the barrier but he couldn’t. Thameras was very upset, the rest were filled with anger and a deep hatred for Eyakeron and his Group of human and dwarven friends. A group of teachers flocked all around working together to sustain the magic barrier. The crowd of people were stunned at the fact that someone was killed in their school. The teachers took the four boys into the main hall, still imprisoned in the barrier. They were called fourth separately. “Thameras Granville, you wielded your newly crafted weapon with intent to harm another pupil, you are expelled. Althron Morris, you cut deep inside a pupil with a magic rune causing that pupil serious harm, you are expelled. Rhythmal Deere, you tried to blast through the magic barrier created to stop you from escaping and you threatened to use your magic to harm others, you are expelled. And finally Ubi Hill, you carried round very destructive magi orbs which you disguised from teachers, and then you froze a fellow student, you are expelled”
“what was I supposed to do” argued Ubi, the others agreed.
“you could have stopped them with magic, as you seem to think your so good with it” the head teacher snapped back. Tham opened his mouth with thought of a witty reply but he decided it would be best to just leave it. Finally the head teacher informed them that they would be kept in solitary confinement for the night to think about their actions. As you probably would have guessed their parents were furious, worst of all was Thameras’ parents, they told him he could not go outside the house and talk to his friends.
That night, hours and hours passed and there was a tremendous storm shaking the cells. Althorn was gazing out of the window fascinated by the lightning, counting the seconds between flashes and the thunder that followed. There was the sound of footsteps that got louder until it seemed like in was right in front of the cell , Althron was looking around but couldn’t see anything. There was the slightest sound of giggling from below. Althron looked down and there, as clear as the cell walls, was a gremlin. Althron sat down with his back against the wall thinking about the attack on the school, the footsteps headed back where they came from. Also listening was Rhyth. As the guard went to check outside Rhyth called for his staff. In flew off the wall where it was hanging and it went to the outstretched hand of Rhyth. He pointed his staff at the lock, as his staff twisted the door unlocked. Suddenly as there was a flash of lightning the guards body fell backwards with an Orcish arrow through the heart. Rhyth ran down the corridor with Goblins crowding the corridors in front and behind him, he ran to about the fifth cell down and there was Althron sitting under the barred window. The goblins were close just within attacking range of Rhyth. Without thinking he swung his staff from the door to the wall on the other side. The door ripped from its hinges and crushed the goblins that were standing by it. Althron stood up and left the cell, “cool” he said casually as he pulled his swords from the wall. Althron was battling the goblins with ease, their flesh was easily damaged by his elvish swords. Rhyth held his hands together, as if he was protecting a small creature inside, after a while he opened his hands, Rhyth had created his first fireball. “BACK” Rhyth demanded, Althron leapt backwards and the goblins flooded the cell where they were hiding. They saw the fireball in Rhyth’s hand and the goblin at the front of the hoard sighed, Rhyth launched the fireball at the goblins , the few survivors ran out of the building.
While all this was happening, Ubi was desperately trying to escape hearing the sounds of the battle across the other side of the courtyard. He quickly found a sharp stone on the floor and carved a rune into the stone wall. Ubi held his hand over the rune and spoke the words. The stone wall flew back crushing many gremlins and a few goblins. After realizing what just happened the goblins one of the leading goblins called the others in his croaking, slimy voice “Look a little Halfling”
“I HATE BEING CALLED A HALFLING” Howled the Hobbit as his eyes flamed with his enchantment. The various stone blocks scattered along the floor flew towards the goblins, lightning flashed and they fell to the floor. At that moment Rhyth and Althron rushed out amazed at the Ubi’s powers. The three boys rescued Tham and they battled their way through the goblins. A group of Orcs found the four boys having fun slaughtering their gremlins and goblins. The Orcs attack, Althron’s swords wouldn't damage the Orcish armour, Rhyth pulled Althron back with his staff just in time, as the Orcish battle axe swooped down towards him. “thank you!” Althron said as he flew past everyone. Tham used ‘The Fan-Blade’ to hold of a lot of the dwarves aiming high (very high) for their heads. Rhyth was taking down large numbers of Orcs at a time with his newly found fireball ability. Althron began firing his arrowat the big Orcs. “IM running low on arrows” He shouted,
“pass me that unmarked diamond on your sword” Ubi asked as he looked on the floor for a sharp stone. Althron threw the diamond and continued to fire at the Orcs. The head teacher was watching them from the top of the tallest building around the courtyard, noting their actions. Ubi threw a diamond rune at Althron “its another one of those Byp runes”
“what's with this Byp, it doesn't sound very magic” Althron said, not directing the question at anyone. “fit it onto you bow,” Ubi instructed “and hope it works”.
Althron, who was out of arrow, fitted the rune onto the front of the bow and said the word to activate the rune. As Althron pulled back the bow string he could see the magic energy charging up, he released the bow and nothing seemed to happen, he looked at his target who had a wound through his neck, the Orcs black blood was pouring out. “Cool” Althron said as he fired the energy arrows at the Orcs. The rune stopped shining and the arrows wouldn't fire. The boys were backed up against the wall of the main school detention building, all of them worn out. It all seemed over as the Orcs slowly crept up to them laughing at them and taunting them, when suddenly they all floated up into the air and caught fire. There they were suspended lighting the area with an orange glow. In the middle of the burning corpses was Dr. Nimala with a chain mail armour over a blue robe, Dr. Nimala was holding a staff that was pure silver, with no markings or jewels. The boys all though the same thing, ‘oh crap’. They all expected the headmistress to freeze them or turn them into something. That didn't happen.