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Searching through the basement, of this long-forgotten building, probally from the 4th or 3rd age, I had no idea what I was looking for. Something had drawn me there, to that long-lost building, in the middle of the ocean. I had felt a tugging, and no matter where I went, I couldn't settle it, it always directed me to the sea. There was no way I could cross it on my own, so I turned to my old pal, Ned! "Ned, old friend!" "What is it this time?" "I have an urge to return to the sea, do you wish to take me?" "Sure, an old sailors got nothing better to do." So thats how my journey started. We went to lumbridge, and I paid another 2,000 gp to get my ship back, my ship! From Crandor! Thats wrong! The urge got stronger, and I lead the way for Ned, he directed me to where I wanted to go. We landed on a desserted Isle, in the middle of nowhere. I felt the urge to go on alone. I had walked for, I guess, and hour, I never was good at time. All my hand-clock ever said was half past rune, the stupid thing! When I looked back up from my watch, the sight I saw amazed me, like nothing had before. Towers, tall towers, rose higer than anything I had ever seen before. I could see remneats of flags flying above the towers, all of some animal I had never before seen. The wall around the city, rose a good 5,00 feet into the air, no one could ever have built that, except by magic. This must be a long lost area of magic! I couldn't belive my luck! I could uncover ancient Magiks, that no human knew! Or humanoid actually. Some time ago, I was messing around with another Lost Magik area I had found, deep in the wilderness. Suddenly, 7 beams of golden light emmited from the alter that was in the middle of the room. The beams shot toward the cealing, but then circled back down. I somehow found myslef of the alter, and the beams surrounding me, holding me in. THen a voice spoke, "You are the first person to vist us, in a long long while. Why are you here, how did you find us?" "It is my job to find Lost Magiks and return them to the world." "YOu have found Lost Magiks, but return them to the world, you shall not. Since you found them, only you will have their powers, then this alter shall be destroyed! These Magiks have special things also: they let you use all other Magiks you have learend! And will lead you to more Lost Magiks" "Th-" I was interrupted when the beams of light all came in on me, all I felt, was pain! I screamed and screamed, but knew nothing could here me. It seemed to go on forever, and it porbally did, in my opion. Then It was over, I felt....renewed. I looked deep into my mind to find out what I had learned. I found somethig I hadn't expected: I was a long lost species of Magik users, called the Zellakians. They were gone before the first age came to a close, killed because the power of their Magiks. Then the walls started to cave in, almost instinctively, I cast a shield around me, and inpenetrable shield. This was one of the new spells I had Learned! I called it Ultimate Protection! I could destroy the King Black on my own with this. I made it out of the temple unharmed. Then I felt the urge. I walked up to the gates, trying to forget that memory. The gates stood wide open, so I walked in. The urge led me to a building in the middle of the city, I saw where as sign had once hung, and saw part of the sign. IT read: Soccerrers'. The rest was to illegiable to read. It lead me to the basement, where my search began. I had found out what the building was: a Long-Lost Guild for the mages of this world. THe Soccerrers' they were called, the best of the best. Then my hand hit it, and the urge left me. I looked down at what I had hit, a handle to another floor, below. I went down and found an alter, in the middle of a room. Like the one where I came across the Deadly Magiks, as I called them now, that gave me the urge. I touched it, and suddenly new Magiks came over me, 7 rays of blue light all hit me head at the same time, embuding them in my memory, something else that came witht he Deadly Magiks. I walked out smiling: I knew what I had to do next. I laughed to myself

thank you. I needed some help, and I got it. Does anyone else have any more idea?

nice chapter! Please hurry with chapter 5! :!:

Chapter 1 Beginings "No! Its impossible! We are being defeated!" Shouted King Narnode Shareen. "We've got to hold on! Common men!" Hazeelmere shouted, "We can't let them defeat us!" "King, Ive got the illusion machine back up and working again." Brimstail said quietly,"but they are in their true form, no illusions" "Crap! How can we defeate the Arposandran Gnomes? We know nothing about them!" "Just hold on King" Hazeelmere replied, "its all we can do, for the moment....." *** "The Khazard Troops have made a new invention"Elkroy hollered, "IT fires flaming balls of fire at us." "How can we destroy it?" Borlen hollered "There is no possible way we can defeat them" "Then what do we do?" "Try to destroy it with every fiber of our being, it is our only hope" "For the moment Elkroy, for the moment....." *** "What is this? Commander Veldaban asked, "There are Chaos Dwarves everywhere. We're being overrun" It was hopeless, the Chaos Dwarves were everywhere. "There is nothing we can do! We just have to hold them off!" shouted the Director of the Blue Opal "I know that! How did they get here?" "I have no idea, but I think it could be the Red Axe!" "Crap, how ccould they do this?" "I have know idea, I am sorry" "What can we do?" "We wait, for the moment, we wait......" *** "What's going on here?" Lathas asked the wizard "We are being attacked, my King" "I know that, but how could they sneak upon us like that?" "Ancient Magiks long lost to humans" "How did they get them then?" "Look closely, they aren't humans" "The aren't?" Lathas was stunned, "Your right, they arent" "See," "Yes, I see. But how are we supposed to defeat them, if they have those Magiks?" "That I do not know," "Then what do we do?" "For the moment, we wait, for the moment........" *** "You must stop this" came one deep voice "Ha, you think I can? This isn't my doing." came an eviler, darker voice "It isn't" said a thrid voice, monotoned, declaring "Oh, Im sorry Brother" the first voice said "You better be, this is from an evil, even beyond me!" "The First Evil is being reborn, we will all be destroyed," the monotone voice said "What? HE is awakening? Darn, we can't itertwine ourselfs to stop him either!" the first voice said "There is one hope." the monotone voice declared "What is that hope?! Im supposed to be the Evil One, how can we stop him? "He is still unaware that he can save the world, but he will come to accept his destinity soon enough" the final voice said "What do we do?!" The first two voices said together "We wait, for now, we wait........." Chapter 2 Awakening Long Asleep. Long Asleep. "What, what" Zell said The Chosen One awakes, good. Very Good. "What in RuneScape was that?" "I am Gunthix, protector of Gelinore. You are the Chosen One, the one meant to save the World and protect it from the First Evil. "What is that?" It was the Evil that existed here before even Zamorack came. "Ok, and how am I supposed to save the World?" I cannot interfere anymore, I have done enough as it is. Talk to the Druids, they might be able to help you. Zell walked up to Sarafew, "What does it mean to be the Chosen One, and what is the First Evil" Sarafew gave a start, "How do you know about those things? They are supposed to be secret. Come with me, quickly" Sarafew lead him to a secret area beneath his house. "What is this place? Ive done Quest for you and I don't know what this is." "All will be made clear in time. Now tell me how you learned." Zell told Sarafew the story."So the great Gunthix talked to you? That is amazing. I knew troubles were poping up all over the World, but this is terrible. Who knew the Coming of the 6th Age could be so troublesome?" "What is going on? Tell me now!" "Alright, if you wish. YOu must save the World." "What?!?!?" "You Must save the World" "Why me?" "It is your destiny. The powers of the gods flow through you! You have access to the most anciet of Magiks. THe Magiks of the Gods!" "Why me, I refuse to do it!" "Like you have a choice in the matter" "I do! And I wont do anything!" Zell walked out of the Basement "Yes, run from in now, but you will accept it sooner or later." Sarafew, to help the boy, you and the Druids must recover the rest of the Circle. Then use it to destory the Rift. Or else we will never win, and Gelinore will perish. "What is needed this time Master?" One herb, the rarest of all of them. IT is used by the things attacking Lathas to completely heal them. IT will cure the circle "What is it called, and who should I call upon to get it" It is called Ikuls and the one called Scifi70 can get it for you, or anyone whose gotten goutweed for you. "I guess I will call upon Scifi70" Gunthix, are you done yet? Just a minute Zamorack. Please hurry. We are running out of time I know that Saradomin, but if the Rift isn't destroyed, we will all perish. "Ill call upon Scifi70, no need to worry about him, just try to get Zell set upon his path" That is the most important thing. We best be off. I know that the 6th age might really come soon(chaos elemental) but just bear with me, and tell me what you think. I can't make it better without people to help me!

Final Chapter: The Old Tounge, RuneScape and an interview with the King! Zelak'hi,hi That is the Old Tounge, at the end of the Second Age, it just vansihed off the face of RuneScape, forgotten by everyone, but the most ancient and long memoried of races. We are one of those races. Back in the Second Age, everyone got along, or at least they did in a better degree then they do today. Adventureres came to kill us left often, but Warlocks came to chat with us, and leared our greates Magicks. The Gnomes came and learned the art of Illusion from our greatest Warlock. But that Age soon came ot an end, I belive the only other race that speak the Old TOunge now are the Abyssal Demons, once our allies, but now know to us as Great betrayers. RuneScape, you all might think it one world, but it isnt. There are some places in RuneScape that traverse the diffrent dimensions. Take the Champion's Guild Basement for example. YOu and a friend could be in the first floor of it, and see it fine. But if you both go into the basement, you cant see him anymore, thats what RuneScape is like in dimension Traversing. That is just one of the examples, try to find you own. And, to conclude my book: an interview wiht our King! Me: What is it like, being King of the Dragons? KBD: It is a tough job, becasue there is always the threat of you getting killed and havign to replace all you soliders that die scouting, and trying to keep them from getting caged. Me: If you could be any other Dragon, what would it be, and why? KBD: Steel Dragon, they are feared, and hold responsibility, but not as much as the King does, or even the Black Dragons. KBD: do you mind if I ask you a few questions? Me: Certiantally not, my King! KBD: What happened to all the other Chroniclelers? Me: Adventuerers came into our Chamber and killed all of us, but me KBD: Ok, ive got ot be going, sorry for the short interview Me: Thats ok, see ya some other time Well, there you have it, my first story. Hoped you liked it!

its nice, considering you didnt have much time! I hope pt.3 willbe really good!

nice, the same as before, and as I hope, the same as later.

Chapter 3: Dragon's Rage When we get ticked off, run! That is all I can say about the rage of us, without going into detail that you human's can't understand. The purpose of out Warlock's being around, is to try to find a way where we can control our breath, even during our range. Dragon Fire, is something we have control of, except when we get enraged. Elvarag, when he was captured, was ticked off at something, though none of us know what, so he allowed himself to be caputered, like th blue dragon in the cage, even though hes had a chance to escape. When a dragon gets enraged, we loose all sence of the world around us, such is why places near us are charred, and destoryed. If a human comes near us whilst we are enraged, they are very likely to kill us, since we don't know where they are, but they still attack us, but quite a few of them die. As we dragons say: El'sak a fasx fer gelk(fight the rage) Dakar, the Last Chroniceler Next Time: The Old Tounge

that was really funny, I do hope you write another one!

Chapter 2: Humans and Us: A bitter Past, and an even Bitterer Future As we are now in, as you creators call it, "rehab" to get even more fiecer, there will be more contreversoy between us and you, but enough about that, lets try to learn from the past(I know its impossible for yall humans, but try). Back after the Creation, whilst Humanity was still young, we were there. Humans considered us a threat and searched and searched for ways to kill us. It was one faitful day, when an Adventuer, somehow, "caught" our fire in a bottle. It stayed there, and didn't dissaper. We think he might have been a mage, but we know not his name. He took it to the greatest Warlock alive at that time, now passed on. That Warlock learned how to imbud it into a shield, but it couldn't be imbedded into shields above steel square, but the Warlock made you think it was. He painted the shield a bright orange and a white dragon in the middle of it. You Humans now call it an Anti-Dragon shield. They are still in existence, but rarer than they once were. Next he took it to a Herbologist, who inspected it and was able to fin a way to make Humans resist, yes, resist Dragon Fire, it made all of us pretty mad. Adventurers came by the scores, since they had these shields and potions, to slaughter us, some, the cowards, even used magic and arrows against us. Some of the ones that came to slaughter us, died, most in fact, until they found better foods. The Cowards we couldnt even attack, they stood where we couldn't Many of us died in the Dark Age. Many adventuers came and slaughterd us, there are still a lot now, but not half as many as back then. The Adventurers today die a whole lot less ofter, because of better foods. The Potion and Shield are a whole lot harder to come by, though, luckily for us. According the the King, the Humans will never stop killing us, searching for "rare items" and we must retailiate, though many of us will die. Maybe the "rehab" will make us more fearsome, but I do not know, one can only hope that more people will die in that time. Dakar the Last Chroniceler Next Time: Dragon's Rage sorry for the double post

Chapter One: History of the Dragon A long, long time ago, even before the oldest Dragon alive today was born, there was the Dragonkin, our creators. The thing, called Robert the Strong, was the only one who knew what they were planning, an invasion. They had created us, to help destory the Humans, and the other races that were around at that time, some you humans don't even know about. Robert heard about that, and came after us, he stopped the invasion, but he died in the process, and kiled the last DragonKin. We survived, but not many of us, so we went into where we live now. For a time we were left alone, so we created our society. Most of us, have decided to extract revenge upon the Humans, and Robert the Strong, somehow, so we moved in. The King sent Elvarag to try and destory some of you humans, but he couldn't even do that. He got himself caught, then killed. Such a sad Dragon. Dakar, the Last Chroniceler I am sorry that I could not get an interview with the King, he said he was busy and that he will give me an interview eventually. Next Time: Humans and Us: a bitter past

Yes, I know you all think of us as deadly beast, and try to overcome us, but you are wrong. We have our own society, with the King Black Dragon, as the ruler of all Dragons. Next in authority, what you might call adivsers, are the Steel Dragons. They might not seem like much to a bravve adventuer, but to us, they are advisers to our Great and Glorious Leader. Now, what you Humans might call Princes and Princess are the Black Dragons, they are decendents of out King, and the Baby Black Dragons are their decendents. They have some authority to their father, but not as much as the Steel Dragons. The rest of us, are just warriors, except the Green Dragons, they are what you might call Peasents. They can't even look after their own area while in a cage. The King Black was furious at all Green Dragons after Elvrag's Death, so you Humans might want to be weary around him. Here is the rankings for the rest of us: Paladin: Iron Dragon Knight: Red Dragon/Bronze Dragon Knave: Blue Dragon Squire: Baby Dragons, except the baby Blacks I hope this gives you some insight on our culture, that is all for now, more to come later! Next time, in the Life of a Dragon: DragonKin and Robert the Strong, plus an inteview with the King. Dakar, a Steel Dragon Chroniceler Tell me what you think.