Writing and Number 1 song ever.

Well Sir Anthony here I go:

Extermination pt. 1
Sir Anthony and the Emerald Guard, where finally returning home! After there battle against Posiden had ended, most of there men where severely injured or had perished. “Finally we can rest” Sir Anthony thought. One giant hill stood in there way of getting home. They started to climb. “Once we reach the top, we can see the castle” Anthony thought. They got to peek and what they saw would change their lives forever, especially Sir Anthony. The town burnt down, but the castle had minor damage. “Rebecca” Sir Anthony whispered. “Rebecca” Sir Anthony started to shout while running to the castle. He got to the castle faster than the speed of light. The doors were wide open. Sir Anthony stopped “oh no” he said in sorrow. He ran inside and up the stairs, right to Rebecca’s room. There she was lying on the center of the floor, surrounded by Sir Michael and Sir Seth. “What happened” Anthony screamed in sorrow. “She was stabbed” Sir Seth said softly. “How was she stabbed” Sir Anthony asked? “Hades and his army made a secret attack” Sir Michael started, “he knew you and the Emerald Guard had left to face his brother.” “It was a trick” Sir Anthony asked? “Yes” Sir Seth responded. “You two were in charge!” Sir Anthony’s anger rose. “We know” Sir Michael stood up to the Emerald knight, “fifty to two men are too big of a difference!” “Where was she stabbed” Anthony started to calm down. “In her shoulder, twice” Sir Seth responded. “You both are to blame” Anthony’s anger raged. “But Sir...” Seth tried, “Stop, don’t say another word” Anthony demanded! “You two are going to fix this” Anthony shouted! “Now leave” Anthony commanded both of them! “But Sir” Seth tried. “Don’t, now leave” Anthony wasn’t going to stand for it! “But…” Michael tried to explain. “Leave” Anthony demanded! Sir Seth and Sir Michael left the room. They bumped in other warriors from the Emerald Guard. “What happened” the warriors asked? “She was stabbed, now help” Anthony yelled! The warriors rushed to Rebecca. “What should we do” one of the warriors asked? “First, we need to get the blade out of her” Sir Anthony said. They picked up her body. “Be careful” Anthony yelled. The warriors said nothing but, started to be extra careful. They rushed Rebecca to the town doctor.
***
Sir Michael, the Fearless Sapphire Warrior was 8’0” tall but fought like he was a man of 5’5”. He hails from Paris, France. He was a balanced warrior. He had great speed, great power, and could handle his sword as good as any other great knight but, his greatest strength was his toughness. He was the only Guerrier français or French warrior in the Emerald Guard. He wore iron armor with sapphire gems engraved in it, that he made himself. Under it was a white shirt and black pants. He had two knifes, a small but deadly hunter’s knife and a custom made sapphire sword. He had a buzzcut hair style that was dark brown. Brown eyes with a normal muscular body. He had no bread or facial hair. His father was one of France’s Best but, that is a whole different story. But how he met the Emerald knight isn’t. Sir Anthony recruited him to the Emerald Guard after his war with Artemis. And ever since that day, he was glad he found him. Sir Seth, the Sapphire Bowman was born in Sicily, Italy. He was 6’0” tall and was thin, not very bulky. What muscle he has, though, he is very strong from rigorous practice and training. He has curly hair, Hobbit like basically. His eyes are a combination of colors, all in a starburst shape. Brown, blue, green, navy, and sometimes fiery red when he is furious. He carried a bow and his custom arrows, and his cavalry sword. His skills where archery and horse riding. Sir Anthony found Seth when the governing of Greece was in Italy. While there, Anthony found the Sapphire Bowman, and he was impressed with his skill with a bow and horse riding so, he allowed Seth to join the Emerald Guard. Once Sir Seth got to the city of Lain he found friendship with the Sapphire Warrior Sir Michael. “Now what” Sir Michael asked? “We go kill Hades, that’s what were going to do” Sir Seth responded. They went in difference directions, Sir Michael left and Sir Seth right. They both saw families in sorrow, when they found out their houses torn down and loved ones dead. Sir Michael went in his tent. He cleaned of his sapphire sword and his hunter’s knifes. Wiping the blood off his armor, he noticed this might be the last time in the Emerald Guard. Not just because death, because Sir Anthony! Simultaneously, Sir Seth was getting new arrows ready and getting his horse fed and ready for battle. “Man I hope Queen Rebecca is okay” Sir Seth started “or I’m dead!” Hades, the deadliest of the Olympian Seven. 6’7” of total muscle. He has brown flat top hair, with a fully grown bread that was the same color of his hair. Bright red eyes, that made his always look angry when he wasn’t. He wore a white robe with a red line inside two blue lines. Under it was a white muscle shirt and a pair of white custom made cotton pants. He had two swords, one two feet tall and one foot wide, and the other one was one foot long and six inches wide. But, he always hid a small hunter’s knife in his lizard skinned boots. And finally, his army. It was made of over twenty thousand men.
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“We have to hurry” Sir Anthony yelled. Queen Rebecca’s blood was poring out. “We have to slow the blood down” Anthony started to worry! “We can’t” one of the warriors responded. Anthony started to worry. “Then…” Sir Anthony paused. “Then what” one of the warriors asked? “Then we must hurry” Anthony responded. The warriors picked up their speed. “Finally were here” Anthony started “now where’s the doctor?” One of the warriors went into the building. He came back out. “Where is he” Sir Anthony asked? “He’s dead” the warrior responded. “Great, now what do we do” Sir Anthony asked in sorrow? “I can help” the other warrior finally spoke. “What can you do” Sir Anthony asked? “I use to be a doctor’s assistance, before I was recruited here” the warrior said. “Really, how can we help” Sir Anthony asked in relief? “Well since we don’t have the proper tools, we’ll have to use our weapons” the warrior told Anthony and the other warrior. “Ok” Anthony started “what do you need?” “Umm…” the warrior started. “Umm what” Sir Anthony asked in an inpatient mood. “Umm, give me your hunter’s knife” the warrior said. Sir Anthony gave him the bloody knife. “Wipe the blood off” the warrior demanded. Having no time to lose Anthony ripped a piece of cloth off his shirt, and wiped the blood off his hunter’s knife. “Here” Sir Anthony said while handing the knife over to the warrior. “Thud”, he trusted the knife into Rebecca’s shoulder. Blood was spitting out of Rebecca. “What was that for” Sir Anthony demanded an answer. “This is the only way to get the blade out” yelled the warrior! “Well just hurry” Sir Anthony responded. “I will” the warrior said. He told his friend, “hold out your hands” the warrior demanded. He put his hands out and asked “why do I need to put my hand out?” “Pop” the blade landed right in his hands. “That’s why” the warrior responded. “Now give me two more pieces of clothes” the warrior told Anthony. “Here you go” Anthony responded. The warrior put one cloth in the stab wound and the other one over it. “I need tape” the warrior demanded! The other warrior went in the hospital building and came running out with tape. “Here” the warrior said. “Thanks” the other warrior responded. The warrior taped the cloth to Rebecca’s skin. “There” the warrior said. “How is she going to be” Sir Anthony asked? “I… I think she is going to be okay, but she will need bed rest for about two week” the warrior responded. “Thank you so much, I really appreciate both your help” Sir Anthony said. The warriors left and Anthony carried Rebecca in his arms into the castle. Slowly and gently Anthony walked up the stairs and went into Rebecca’s room. He placed her on her bed, and walked away. “Please be okay Rebecca” Anthony whispered in sorrow, and then commanded two knights to watch over Rebecca until he returned.
***
Two hours later…
Sir Michael finally stepped out of his tent, and he saw the whole town staring at him with anger. He started to walk, trying to not get any unwanted attention that already wasn’t there. “Crunch… crunch…” Sir Michael could hear his feet stepping on the leafs. All Sir Michael had, was his small but deadly hunter’s knife, his custom made sapphire sword, and finally his custom made armor. Sir Michael Finally got to Sir Seth. “Are you ready to go” Sir Michael asked Sir Seth? “Yeah, let me just get my horse” Sir Seth responded. Sir Seth got up and got his horse. “Let’s go buddy” Sir Seth whispered to his horse. “Okay, lets go” Sir Seth told Sir Michael. All Sir Seth was bringing was his horse, his custom made arrows, and cavalry sword. No one spoke a word. Sir Seth and Sir Michael were trying to ignore the angry staring people. They approached the town gate, and standing there with blood all over him was Sir Anthony. Sir Anthony didn’t wipe off Rebecca’s blood, because he wanted to make Seth and Michael feel bad. It didn’t make them feel bad, it made them feel horrible! They approached him. “Kill him or never come back” Sir Anthony told them. “Now leave” Anthony demanded! The gate opened. Sir Seth and Sir Michael left Sir Anthony and went through the gate. “Also” Sir Anthony started, Seth and Michael turned around “if Queen Rebecca is to perish in your absents… it will be the end, for both of you!” Sir Seth and Sir Michael said nothing and went off, just so far that Sir Anthony couldn’t see them any more, and then they stopped. “It will be three days, before we reach Hades castle” Michael told Sir Seth.”Yep, and it will take about four days to plan, plot, and destroy” Sir Seth responded. “Well, we better be off” Sir Michael told Seth. “Yeah, because we have a long journey ahead of us” Sir Seth responded, and they took off.

Well look at that it all fits.

Army of One
Chapter 1: Harsh Times

These are harsh times for the human race. Theives, bandits, murderers, war, death, ans monsters are everywhere. You can't trust anyone, not even your closest freind. Fortunately, I have none. I live in the small, poor, and broken town of Hamila. Everyone here lives in old wooden houses and can barely survive off what they have. I am Denrick, and this is my life.
Once again the stench of death hits my nostrils. I wake up and cover my face with a bed sheet, my only one. I crawl out of my dirty bed and walk into our kitchen. Mother and father are already there eating some bread. "Here Denrick," says my mother handing me some bread. "We saved some for you."
"Is this all we have left?" I tear off a peice of bread and pop it into my mouth.
"Yes, once you are done, I need you to give this to Mrs. Waner and get a loaf of bread," she hands me five copper coins. "You know where she lives right?"
"Mmm, ya I know where she lives," I say as I chew the last peice of my bread.
"Don't chew with your mouth open Denrich. Yes we're poor, but we don't have to act like it." My mother turns around and starts to clean the floor.
I am just about to leave when my father speaks up. "Be sure to get a good looking loaf my son," he winks at me.
"I will father," I wave goodbye and begin heading up the road to Mrs. Waner's house.
The streets are crowded and full of trach and dirt. I have to fight my way through. Homeless people line the sides of the street wither on the ground asking for money, which none will give, or beside fires with other homeless people. About every five houses you are almost guaranteed to find two dead bodies. No one will touch them, for fear of disease. They will tor and stink there til lthey decompose completely. I finally reach Mrs. Waner's house. It is one of the better looking houses in Hamila, and is also one of the closer houses to the entrence of the town. I knock on her door, which is quickly answered.
"Well Denrick," she says with joy. "How are you. Out of bread already? Seems just like last week I gave you a loaf. Come inside will you?" I walk inside and close the door behind me. "Just a minute and I will bring you a good looking loaf of bread."
I smile as I know that was what father teased about. Mrs. Waner comes back. I give her the money and she gives me the loaf of bread. I am just about to thank her when a cry cuts me short.
"Everyone run for your lives; the Balvers are coming!" we look outside to see a man running to the village enterence. Then we spot a large pack of Balvers rush up over the hill after him. "Fool, he is leading the pack right to us." complains Mrs. Waner.
Screams erupt and everyone begins running for their lves from the 5 foot tall, long grey haired canines with razor sharp claws and teeth. The man stumbles and falls; he is quickly covered up by some Balvers. The rest come into the town. Mrs. Waner covers my eyes and pushes me away from the window. She then bends down and pulls a rug away from a trap door. She opens it and pushes me in. She is about to close the door, but I stop her.
"Wait, what about you?"
"I can not fit in there with you child. It is ment to hold only one person." She smiles, "Don't worry, I will be ok." She begins to shut the door, but before it closes, the door is busted down and a balver rushes in. The door closes, and I her her scream that is mixed in with loud growls.
Then I begin to hear scratches on the door above me. Still holding the bread, I back up a foot and bump into a shelf. A bag falls off and makes a closh sound. I bend down to open it; inside is full of copper and silver coins with a few gold ones. I tie the bag to my bles since Mrs. Waner dosen't need it anymore. Soon the scratches stop, but I can still hear faint screams. I wait in the dark alone for what seems like and hour. I begin to climb the stairs and open the door. I crawl out. A blood trail leads into another room, I dare not look. I step outside, the roads are filled with bodies. I run up the street to my home, and I try not to look. Suddenly a noise to my left catches my ears. The sound of yells and growls bring fear to me. But stupidly, I go towards it.
In the town center by the town hall, five warriors bravely stand in a circle backs to each other. Their sheilds deflecting Balvers attacks and their weapons cutting them down like nothing. I watch in amazement as the warriors finish off the Balvers with skill and talent.
"Haha, did you see that!" shouts a warrior. "I cut down five of them."
"Nice, but I got seven." says another.
"Men settle down." says yet another. "Besides you can't beat my eleven kills."
The five begin to laugh, until they see me. "By the gods there is a survivor."
"Boy come here, we won't hurt you. We were traveling by and we came upon this mess. We kill the beasts for you." I walk closer to them and they are glad to see me. They feared none survived the attack. I try to lead them to my house but they wounldn't let me go. They say none survived or escaped. My heart falls to know that.
As I am only eight years old, the five men decide to raise me as one of their own. Train me and teach me all they know. they lead me out of the ruined town. I smell fresh air.

Great story, can't wait for part 2.

Ah, it wasn't that good, and be true to your words, I need constructive critisisum in order to make part 2 better. What can I do to make a better story and that stuff.

« Last edited by Rangerman on 28th Jul 2008 »

At the end of someone talking, tell who is speaking.

Oh ok, I thought I did that but I will do that more often.

Yeah, I know its a bug, but some people get confused.

Alright, I don't know if I am going to make a part 2. If I do it will be awhile, cause I got lots to do.

I bet you do.

Work, college, farm choars, gaming, this, taking care of puppy, lol.

Man, I can wait till college.

Its not all it cracked up to be.

Well, have you received an scolarships yet, Sir Anthony?

No, but I've been liveing like a college dorm kid. Why, have you?

Yeah, every college wants the Fearless Sapphire Warrior but Sir Anthony may I ask where are the wiseglasses are?

I told you,Celestic town in the house in the top left corner of town. Talk to the person standing inthe midddle of the floor.

Sorry, I forgot.

I couldn't get my favorite, so here's my second favorite.
Speed, by Montgomery Gentry

http://search.playlist.com/tracks/Montgomery%20Gentry

Mine is 1000 miles by Vanessa Carlton
http://search.playlist.com/tracks/1000%20miles

I just like songs from Nickle Back and Green Day.