Lumbridge- it's long past.

[darkforaster]

~ Chapter 10, The First to Fight - part 1 ~

 

 

 

"So how are you then? Any problems with your Varrock?" Gawain boasted. "Notice any Zamorak mages roaming the streets? Eh? Hmmm?" He bursts out laughing again. Most of them lost thier nerve from this laughter, but Dervish remained calm.

 

 

 

"Yes, we've seen the." He said confidently. Gawain stops laughing a raises an eyebrow. Confused that his pyscological technique failed. "But the silver knights are in combat with them. Most of them will be dead by the time you return. If you return that it."

 

 

 

"What do you mean if?" Gawain asks. He's floating in midair, but descending gradually. So that he can hear Dervish's words clearly. "Are you not here to join me? No, wait. You join me?" He starts laughing again.

 

 

 

"Stand down and retreat from Varrock. That way you will live." Dervish commands Gawain, challenging him. " There are many of us. But only one of you. You can not beat us all."

 

 

 

"Like I'd ever pass the chance to conquer the most powerful town in all the land. This is my chance. Besides, I'm now a god. You and my fellow mages mean nothing to me anymore. You are weak. If they die, so be it."

 

 

 

"You'd sacrifice your followers that easily?" Charles asked, joining in the conversation. "It would be easier to conquer the lands if you had an army instead on one man. Would't it?"

 

 

 

"A god can easily crush an army. I have freed Zamorak. I am Zamorak. You will be crushed like an ant. Even Saradomin would fail against me now!" He cackles rabidly.

 

 

 

"Then you must be fought." Petra said, regretting her words. "I must fight you. Maybe I can snap some sense into you my love." She drew her staff, almost identical to Gawain's. But he had a new staff. Coloured green. Magic overflowing from the woodwork.

 

 

 

"I shall join you. Prepare brother!" Darunia said. "You will face the full wrath of our family!" He and Petra charged forward, readying thier staffs. Gawain's green staff. Petra's red staff, and Darunia's Blue staff.

 

 

 

The battle began.

[darkforaster]

~ Chapter 10, The First to Fight - part 2 ~

 

 

 

The battle was long and tiresome. Both sides showing no sides of weakening. But Gawain was obviously far stronger that Darunia and Petra, as they struggled to hit him.

 

 

 

Petra attacked. "Infernag! She screamed, running towards him. Her staff burst out flames, rushing towards Gawain's body. Too quick to dodge. But not to quick to block.

 

 

 

"Infernag!! Came a voice behind the flames. Seconds later, a green flash occured and Petra's bea of fire was met by another one. During this time, Darunia reacted and attacked Gawain. Now helpless.

 

 

 

"Aerktic blast!"Darunia cried. Sending a sharp [bleep]e made from ice towards Gawain. If he stopped to defend Darunia's attack. He'd burn to death. If Gawain ignored the ice, he would be impaled. Gawain was trapped.

 

 

 

Or so they thought, but Gawain had powers far beyond anyone there. He lifted his free hand and muttered something under his breath. Seconds later, a green ball of energy erupted from his palm. Hitting and destroying the ice.

 

 

 

"Keep going!" Petra encouraged Darunia. "I can last out. He should run out of power quickly if we attack together. Now go!" Darunia nodded. Then proceded.

 

 

 

"Tornag!" He shouted. Then the wind picked up, blowing towards Gawain. Charles and the group watched in horror at what darunia had created.

 

 

 

It was a tornado. Blowing right at them. Gawain turned around and saw the beast. It engulfed everthing it encoutered. Demolishing it. The wind circuling around it broke the ruins apart. Sending bits of stone and wood flying around.

 

 

 

Gawain cursed. "I can't stop that!"

[darkforaster]

~ Chapter 10, The First to Fight - part 3 ~

 

 

 

"I can't stop that, but I can stop it killing me! Feet mergig stone!" Gawain gasped, desperately trying to draw in some of the rushing air around him. His feet suddenly sunk into the ground. Stopping him from flying off. Petra did the same.

 

 

 

Darunia, however, was weary. "I don't know the spell!" He told Petra, who replied by telling him to say the words Gawain had said. "Ok then. Mergig stone!" Petra gasped.

 

 

 

Darunia sunk into the ground. But not just his feet, his entire body drowned in soil. Unable to stop the spell which he had caused upon himself. He had killed himself. He was absorbed by the Earth.

 

 

 

A tear ran down Petra's face. Gawain, however, remained as optimistic as ever. "Then there was one!" He shrieked to Petra. "Of course, this is the end for you as well." Charles sensed the flames strengthen. While Petra's weakened.

 

 

 

"I can't hold it." She turned to the group. "Goodbye, see you in the afterlife." Her flames receeded, but Gawains proceeded. Towards her defenceless body. She screamed. The last anyone ever heard of from her.

 

 

 

The flames stopped, and the tornado died away. Gawain brock away from the earth. Feet intact. "Well, that was easy." He gloated. "How weak they turned out to be. Hah! I expected more from my family."

 

 

 

He cursed and fell to the ground. Screaming in agony. Clutching his right arm. Weeping uncontrollably. in all his pain, he managed to force out a laugh. With some words. "Heh! Your in time to see my transformation! Gods aren't human in appearance. I'm about to become something else. Though what, I'm not so sure of."

 

 

 

He coughed, blood spewing from his mouth. He stood, shaking heavily. Unable to control his body.

 

 

 

Charles noticed something. His right arm appeared to be the one in pain; and for a good reason.

 

 

 

It was cracked.

[darkforaster]

~ Chapter 10, The First to Fight - part 4 ~

 

 

 

The cracks spead up his body. During this breaking, he grew in size. He stopped when he was twice as tall as dervish, muscles shown through the strained fibre of his clothes. He tore his clothes off, feeling uncomfortable in them. Midna looked away. Not wanting to see what was happening to him. Wildheart comforted her.

 

 

 

He was cracked all over, and his necklace melted into his skin through the holes. His hair, eyes and mouth all became green. His hair wriggled freely like a hoard of worms. Trying to break away from the skin.

 

 

 

Then, green vines, similer to the worms, broke the surface of his skin. And wrapped around him. Parting for the ears, mouth and eyes. All else became covered with layers of this plant.

 

 

 

His fingers became evenly spead out across a circular palm. No bones within them. Just muscles. A boneless group of the plants stuck out from his back. Twisting and wrapping around itself. Until it was triangular in appearance. With more vines sticking out the edges. Forming wings.

 

 

 

His feet were the only signs of a human past. the foot itself was green. But it had bones sticking out of the vines. Forming nails. These were a different shade of green. They were lighter than the plants.

 

 

 

The eyes changed also. The whites changed to green. The centre, pitch black. Giving him an evil appearance. He screeched. Letting out a sound similar to an eagles call with a mouse's squeak. It showed his teeth. Which were still white, but all canines. But much sharper than a human's canine.

 

 

 

"Is this the true form of Zamorak?" The beast before them said. Proving that it was of human origin, no matter how inhumane it's appearance was. "No, Zamorak was a beast of blood. Red is his colour. But then, what am I?"

 

 

 

Zamorak answered from above. You have a balanced soul Gawain, no matter how much you try to elude this truth. But a balanced mind gives you a balanced soul. So instead of absorbing mine or Saradomin's soul. You absorbed a part of both.

 

 

 

You are my brother, Guthix.

[Bluejayfan94]

I never would have seen this coming!! Keep Writing!!!

[powerent]

This is Com-PLETELY amazing. Ohh, the suspense! Despite a few spelling and grammar mistakes (hoard is spelled horde the way you were using it), this story is just fantastic. Keep writing. =D> =D>

[Bluejayfan94]

What???

 

 

 

No new chapter or part yet?? :shock:

 

Keep writing this is getting very good!!! : :

 

 

 

=D> =D> =D>

[darkforaster]

What???

 

 

 

No new chapter or part yet?? :shock:

 

Keep writing this is getting very good!!! : :

 

 

 

=D> =D> =D>

 

 

 

I'm waiting for some more feedback before I continue. Sorry!

 

 

 

Be patience. :wink:

[Bluejayfan94]

What???

 

 

 

No new chapter or part yet?? :shock:

 

Keep writing this is getting very good!!! : :

 

 

 

=D> =D> =D>

 

 

 

I'm waiting for some more feedback before I continue. Sorry!

 

 

 

Be patience. :wink:

 

 

 

OK :ohnoes: :ohnoes:

[powerent]

Here! The story totally rocks, and the amount of action in it is perfect. Keep this recipe for writing, and people will keep on screaming how good it is. That enough feedback? Or do i have to bring in the clapping smilies? Oh well, here goes! =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D>

[darkforaster]

Here! The story totally rocks, and the amount of action in it is perfect. Keep this recipe for writing, and people will keep on screaming how good it is. That enough feedback? Or do i have to bring in the clapping smilies? Oh well, here goes! =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D>

 

 

 

 

 

I mean from other people- not just you. :wink:

 

 

 

edit: This is taking too long. I'm updating it now.

[darkforaster]

~ Chapter 11, Omnipotent warfare - part 1 ~

 

 

 

"Guthix?" Dervish repeated questioningly. "The Guthix from our legends? The same Guthix that was said to destroy our world by our ancestors? He is this beast?" Guthix growled but did nothing. Awaiting a response from Zamorak.

 

 

 

You seem to know the past of these lands well. You must have done your research as many consider that legend to be incorrect. No one ever speaks of it. Through fear it might come true. But you don't seem to have that fear. Do you not fear him due to your knowledge?

 

 

 

"No" Dervish responded calmly.

 

 

 

"Tell us of these legends." Charles asked curiously. "I always found old folk tales to be quite interesting."

 

 

 

Well, your fathers and the fathers before them was never told about these events. But an ancient women of spirits told of a great beast. A beast that would be born from my power. Combined with the source of all good, Saradomin. She is related to me. And her family still remains.

 

 

 

She is the great-great-great grandniece of myself. Before we turned into gods. Me and my brother was married. Although my marriage was short-lived. Saradomin had children. Soon after we were blessed with godly powers family grew. On saradomin's side anyway. Until she was born.

 

 

 

Her descendants work in a tent in the centre of Varrock. They too predict what will come. But they are not as good with reading the destiny of people as previosly known. However, they all agree that Guthix will come to the destruction of this world. Many will praise him in fear of power, but he will show no mercy. On the good, nor the bad.

 

 

 

This destiny is not my desired future. So I will do all in my power to stop him. But I may not now that he posseses the power of my rival. The luck may have passed on. That is what you should fear, humans. That his fate will be fulfilled . That he destroys you and defeats his borthers in combat.

 

 

 

Prepare humans! For in his foolishness Gawain has released me from the prison Saradomin locked me in so long ago. Guthix prepare for death. As I do now.

 

 

 

We shall fight.

[darkforaster]

~ Chapter 11, Omnipotent warfare - part 2 ~

 

 

 

The sky darkened above them after Zamorak finished speaking. It was as if the world knew of the darkness approaching it. The sun fled the God's power. The moon attracted to his evil.

 

 

 

A fissure opened up on the mountain,one located within the wilderness. Through it a stange dark red glow appeared. It became brighter and brighter. Until the crack illuminated Edgeville's ruins, giving all in the vicinity perfect vision in the darkness. But the sight they saw because of the light made them wish it was not there.

 

 

 

Through the crack a pair of eyes watched them. They were identical to Guthix's, exept they were red. Blood red. And contained much more hatred in them than Guthix's did.

 

 

 

"Meltag!" Zamorak called from inside the hill. Moments later, the hill began to melt. Lava flowed down it's sides. Joining together to form rivers. As if it was a volcano erupting.

 

 

 

Eventually the top collapsed. The pressure and heat forcing it to give way. The group heard a grunt as rocks fell upon the god. Soon after, more toppled. so that walls of rock and lava remained. The point where they met no longer existed.

 

 

 

Suddenly an arm erupted from the lava. Grabbed onto a nearby rock. And pulled. The rock gave way, causing the god to fall backwards in a partially comedial way. Zamorak tried again, this time with both hands trying to heave himself out. He was cautious. And tested the rocks before putting too much stress on them. Then he finally emerged. Then, they saw what the glow was.

 

 

 

Zamorak's body was more humanoid that Guthix's. He had claws and feet. Which looked similer to a Human's. Nonetheless, he was not human. You could tell when you would first see him. For he had a long face, similar to a wolf, but with horns growing from the top of his head. Instead of fur. Plus, he had wings. But these things did not strike fear into his opponents. But one thing did.

 

 

 

He was on fire.

[Bluejayfan94]

Ooo after I thought of what Zamorak looks like according to you. :ohnoes: :ohnoes: :ohnoes:

 

Very scary and cool :ohnoes: :ohnoes: :ohnoes:

[darkforaster]

~ Chapter 11, Omnipotent warfare - part 3 ~

 

 

 

His arms, legs, body and even his wings were aflame with bright red flames. Covering whatever skin like features he had. Though it appeared the skin was red and leathery, as his claws and feet had those features. In fact, He didn't seem to have any arms or legs at all. He looked like a flaming mass with a head, two claws and a pair of feet sticking out of it.

 

 

 

Of course, Charles knew better. He could see black marks underneath the flames. The flesh was burnt, but was still there. Some however, fell off. But whether that was due to the flames or just the impact of the rocks scraping against his skin was unknown. Either way, the god quickly healed his wounds.

 

 

 

Then, like a bolt from the blue, Zamorak roared. The sound burst from his mouth. Soon reaching the small group in Edgeville. Guthix clutched his ears in pain and took a step back. The humans, on the other hand. Was blown back with tremendous force. They were unable to fight back, but had to surender themselves to the blast. Being thrown about in every direction.

 

 

 

When Charles recovered, he looked up. He saw a colossal crack in the dwarven mines which reached Zamorak near the middle of the wilderness. Dwarves poured out of the mines like water, confused about the cause of the Cave-in. They concluded it as an Earthquake, as they did hear the roaring of the beast, but they found it odd as Earthquakes were rare sights there.

 

 

 

The others got up and saw the sight before them. Edgeville. Ruins before, but rubble now. Almost nothing left, It would have to be built from scratch.The earth-shattering noise demolised what was left and what it left behind was little. Tiny pebbles and some larger rocks. Nothing else. the town at the Edge of the Wildy, was no more.

 

 

 

Charles continued to examine the damage, along with the others. Guthix remained where he was, trembling with fear. Not much of a God, is he? Charles thought. Then again, he did have human origin.

 

 

 

The sun came up. Casting light upon the ruins. Early isn't it? Charles wondered. But dismissed this thought straight away. Midna was lying on the ground still. A large rock laid on her back, with smaller rocks cushioning her fall.

 

 

 

Wildheart is comforting her. He lifts the rock and gently puts it beside him. He then gently turns her over. Revealing her face. Blood. Streams of it. Flowing from her nose and various cuts along her face. She appeared to be crying. Still conscious, somehow. The tears mix with the blood, so it appeared that she was crying blood instead of tears. Charles looks away, disgusted by the gruesome sight. But in the corner of his eye he discovered why the night was so short.

 

 

 

Zamorak was flying.

[davoshanahan]

Absolutely brilliant!

 

Continue! =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> =D> :thumbsup:

[darkforaster]

~ Chapter 11, Omnipotent warfare - part 4 ~

 

 

 

It seemed like a dream. A god, capable of so much, flying. Performing the most graceful act possible. It seemed impossible. They all saw his wings, they too were ablaze, but it seemed unreal that he could actually fly.

 

 

 

But he was not graceful, nor clumsy. He just hovered in the sky. His wings making normal moments. Similar to a birds. Nothing spectaculer. Each flap of his winds made a quiet roar. It must be loud where he flew.

 

 

 

The wind picked up too, not too much. It definetely didn't reach gale-force winds. But it was windier than before. In fact, it was perfectly still before his flight. The wind must have slowed however, as trees on the ground were blowing every way in a strange and frantic struggle to escape him.

 

 

 

Charles notcied something I'm not actually looking at Zamorak! Normally this wouldn't be odd. Nonetheless it unnerved him, his body fighting himself to glance at his enemy. When he finally did look, he quickly with drew his sight.

 

 

 

The roar had intensified the flames. Make them burn much wilder and with more brightness than before. It was if the fire had a soul of it's own. And the roar disturbed it's slumber. The temperature increased, slowly but surely. The accellation of the heating fastened until it stabilised. But at that point the villagers were sweating buckets. Dervish took his armour off, wildheart stripped completely. Charles, however, seemed unaffected. Hypnotised by Zamorak's flight.

 

 

 

The winds sound grew loud. But Zamorak was not getting closer. Nevertheless the sound continued. Midna saw it was Guthix taking flight. He, too, flew as they expected him too. His flight contained more grace, however. But it seemed that it was only because he was moving.

 

 

 

As he appoached Zamorak, his expression changed. His body also altered. His eyes reflected pain and that is what he had. His entire body, began to burn. Until it looked as if he was a fireball. But nothing else. Soon, Guthix fell from the sky and cooled rapidly. He healed his wounds and landed on the ground.

 

 

 

On the ground, he noticed Zamorak was slowly descending to meet him in combat. Meanwhile, Guthix punched the ground with both arms. "Hands mergig Earth!" He called and his hands merged with the ground. Then, he pulled.

 

 

 

As he pulled, cracks emerged in the ground around him. Out of those dents, lava emerged. The cracks were in the shape of a large circle, with molten rock creeping away. Until there was an island in the middle of a sea of lava. The heat formed more cracks and holes in the surface, and as Guthix reversed his spell, lava rives formed. From a distance the lava made patterns.

 

 

 

It was the birth of the lava maze.

[Bluejayfan94]

Brilliant!!

 

Keep writing!!! =P~ =D> =D> =D> =P~

[Braveflame]

This is an unbeleivably great story! Excellent work. Write more or I will be forced to attack you with my pancke minions!!!

 

 

 

But really, keep up the great work... I'll be hoping to see more in the future. =D> : =D>

[Bluejayfan94]

This is an unbeleivably great story! Excellent work. Write more or I will be forced to attack you with my pancke minions!!!

 

 

 

But really, keep up the great work... I'll be hoping to see more in the future. =D> : =D>

 

 

 

Did you say pancake!!!

 

I LOVE PANCAKES!!!!

 

Don't worry dark if he does attack ill protect you :mrgreen: :mrgreen:

[sephiroth_king]

Dark. Look how far you have come.

 

 

 

At the beginning, you wrote with strange names, sheepboy from the RS game. Now you are here, everyone bragging you on! This story is excellent and deserves a great review, and c/c. If you want to. :wink: However, to apply, post at my library thread--I wish I could bend the rules for you and just write one--but really, this deserves the best review possible. =D>

 

 

 

Whenever and if you want one. :D

[powerent]

The only word people can seem to describe this story with is "brilliant." Try fantastic, astounding, incredible, amazing, or perhaps insanely, purely "wow." In other words, keep up the great work. I will send thousands of shifters and brawlers straight from pest control on you if you dare stop. LOL! :D

[Bluejayfan94]

The only word people can seem to describe this story with is "brilliant." Try fantastic, astounding, incredible, amazing, or perhaps insanely, purely "wow." In other words, keep up the great work. I will send thousands of shifters and brawlers straight from pest control on you if you dare stop. LOL! :D

 

 

 

Why didn't you say pancakes?

 

Change your post and make it say pancakes, or actually...

 

 

 

The only word people can seem to describe this story with is "brilliant." Try fantastic, astounding, incredible, amazing, or perhaps insanely, purely "wow." In other words, keep up the great work. I will send thousands of PANCAKES on you if you dare stop. LOL! :D

 

:-w :-w :mrgreen: :mrgreen:

[powerent]

You'd eat the dang pancakes, I need something that can actually pose a threat! The soon-to-be level 300 MITHRIL DRAGONS should help clear that up. I'd prefer to put waffles in, as I would be the one most tempted to eat them as opposed to pancakes. TOO BAD FOR YOU! :-w

[Bluejayfan94]

Mmmm...

 

Waffles!!! =P~

 

Level 300 Pancake Dragons!!!

 

The soon-to-be level 300 MITHRIL DRAGONS should help clear that up.

 

:ohnoes: :ohnoes: :ohnoes:

 

 

 

Hmm... How do I make mithril dragons into food?

 

The hidden sentence will answer this. (I like making secret messages :XD: )