Please read part 1 first! This is dedicated to my main, Fireseeker10. He was permenantly banned on the 27th of July. Fireseeker slowly opened his heavy eyelids. He could only vaguely remember the night before. He slowly sat up, and looked around. He was in a small village next to a house, and to his left was what seemed to be a bank. He looked down at what he was lieing on. A tattered, old table. He turned to look behind him and got the fright of his life. There was a woman there, her eyes widened with horror. Startled, fireseeker fell off the table, and hit the floor with a thud. She bent over him and opened her mouth as if to speak. Her breath stunk of garlic and her teeth were yellow with rot. she spoke in a whisper "Ya cant trust 'im i tells ya, ya cant trust 'im!" Then she sat back down in her chair. Suddenly a door flung open and a wise old man stepped out. In his hand he held a [bleep]ed staff, and on his head he wore one of those cheap party hats you get out of crackers. He turned to the women and said "Im getting quite fed up of you Miss Schism." He pointed his pointy staff at her and clapped his hands. Next thing he knew, she was gone. Then the wise old man turned to Fireseeker and said "Right, now shes sorted, lets go inside shall we?" He then turned briskly away and stepped back into the house. Fireseeker decided he had no choice but to follow him. Inside was a total tip. There were bookcases dotted about the place with books that dated back to the 2nd age. Old peices of cheese lay on the floor and one time fireseeker thought he saw a half eaten pie. The wise old man was sat in a chair on the other side of the room. Fireseeker picked his was across the cheese strewn floor to the wise old man. Just as he reached the other side he stood on something. He bent down and picked it up. The front cover said "Cooking for Dummys". He dropped it down again and turned to face the Wise Old Man. The Wise Old Man said "Im sorry, forgot my manners. Would you like a seat?" And within one second of him saying that, a chair appeared. Fireseeker reluctantly sat down. The Wise Old Man spoke first. "So, young man, may I ask your name?" Fireseeker replied slowly, as he was making sure the Wise Old Man could hear (You know what old men are like :wink: ) "My. Name. Is. Leo. But. My. Friends. Call. Me. Fireseeker." The Wise Old Man looked at him for a moment then spoke in a sarcastic tone. "Sorry son, didn't quite catch that, could you say it a bit slower please?" Fireseeker looked stunned, then when the Wise Old Man laughed, he caught onto the joke. He opened his mouth but closed it because the Wise Old Man was talking again. "Ok, well i'll call you Fireseeker because I believe I could become a good friend of yours. You may call me Oldy." Fireseeker sat still for a moment then asked the question that had been on his mind since he woke up this morning. "Why have you brought me here then Oldy? I know about the witch and all, but couldn't you just let me go home?" Oldy spoke in a hushed tone as if someone was listening "I believe you could be the one we've been looking for. There is a legend, but it is in bad condition. In short it says 'Guthix will return to Runescape in a mortal body, and balance will be returned. Great fire will burn and war between light and dark will halt'. I believe this mortal is you." Fireseeker just sat there, shocked as hell. How could this be true? He was just a warrior, living life as others had. But if the words Oldy spoke were true, then what would happen next. But, just as he was going to ask Oldy all these things the door burst open. 3 men dressed from head to toe in red Zamorakian robes stood there. But before any of the could make a move, Lightning flew from the sky and struck the one closest to Fireseeker down. The other two reacted firing flames at Fireseeker. He dodged to the side and managed to avoid them by about an inch. He heard Oldy shout over to him "You take the left ill take the right." Fireseeker did not hesitate. He flicked up his whip and lashed out at the mans chest. The man dodged back and set out a flare of red at Fireseekers head. Fireseeker raised his defender and the flare bounced off and crashed into a bookcase. Books flew into Fireseeker and the man, causing them to stop combat for a moment. When the books stopped coming Fireseeker was the one to move first. He flipped forwards kicked the man backwards into the wall and lashed at the mans neck. The man parried it, but before he could attack Fireseeker lashed again. This time the whip wrapped itself around the mans neck. Now Fireseeker knew it was won for him. He manouvered the whip in such a way that he heard a satisfing CRACK. He withdrew his whip and the man slumped to the floor his neck broken. He turned round and saw Oldy send out a beam of light towards the Zamorakian he was fighting. There was a scream, and then silence returned. The mans bones clattered to the floor, and Oldy slumped back into his chair. Fireseeker turned to face him and with the gruffest voice he could manage said "I think you got ALOT of explaining to do." And thats the end of part 2. I hope you enjoyed. :D Part 3 will be coming soon. Please say what you think. Im aching for your response. :ohnoes: