Sir Zuzzor The 3rd

Chapter One: A New Enemy

Long ago, the Kingdom of Molis was ruled by a Zuzzor. In a war against the Centures, he lost his life. So his son, Sir Zuzzor The 2nd, was now king. He had a son, he named him Zuvlar Hyra Zuzzor. Then he had another boy two years after and named him Gavinrose Nether Zuzzor The 3rd.

7 years later...

The boys are playing with Par (their cousin) and Fiarlex. Zuvlar was 9 at the time, Fiarlex was 9, Par was 6 and Zuzzor was 7. They were playing tag and Par was it. Fiarlex ran and hid behind a rock, and Zuvlar and Zuzzor went up a tree. Par ran after them and tagged Zuzzor's leg. Zuzzor had fallen and landed on Par...then Zuvlar fell also. Fiarlex ran and jumped on top of them to play around also! But then Tacker Bloodgud (an elite soldier) came to give the boys the news.

Tacker said, "Boys, boys! Come here, especially the Zuzzor boys. Now, Gavinrose and Zuvlar, I'm sorry to say this,but, your father was killed....by Draff Iaside. So, now Gavinrose, till you become old enough to rule,

Achird Prevotouss will be king and Fiarlex will be known now as Prince Fiarlex!"

"So, when I'm old enough I'll become king! This is great!"

Zuvlar added, "So that also means I'm not the soon-to-be-king either..." "Yes, you can't be king unless Gavinrose falls on duty" ,said Tacker. "Then, from this day on, I'll destroy any king in my way! That also means you Gavinrose, I will be back with revenge, then I'll be the rightful king! Till then, I will wreck havoc and I'll plan your death!" ,said Zuvlar.

"Why don't you share it with me? Or better yet, I'll give it to you, does that sound good brother?"

"It will never sound good until I hear that you're dead. Goodbye forever, till that day comes, you better remember, Gavinrose.." ,said Zuvlar.

Chapter Two: The War Of The Dagarites And The Centures

After the departure of Zuvlar, a war had just begun, of the Dagarites (us) and the Centures. Right now, we are in the kingdom during war. "Father! Father! What's happening?!" ,Fiarlex exclaimed. "Good grief, we've already lost fourteen soldiers sir!" ,added Tacker. "Sir,the cannons aren't working, what should we do?" ,butted in Barret Gohaul (General of cavalry and barracks). "Calm down my people! Barret, go get H.B., he can fix the cannons.Tacker, call in, I hate to said it, but call in Draff Iaside, he knows more about the Centures and he has hated them far longer. And son, we are at war, so after they're done with their missions, y'all will be going to your safe house" ,said King Prevotouss.

"Excuse me, excuse me, coming through, pardon me, there you are! I've been looking for you H.B. We need your help repairing the cannons, please help us against the Centures." "I would be delighted to help. Let me get my tools." "No need! We have all the tools you need and we need to hurry!" ,interrupted Barret. "Okay, then just lead me the way and I'll just get started." ,H.B. said.

Meanwhile, at the Dimensions Kingdom, Tacker had just arrived. "Sir, a soldier from the Dagarites has just asked permission to come in and speak to you" ,said a Dimensions soldier. "Open the gates. Let the fool come in" ,said Draff Iaside, The Dimensions King. "Oh your majesty, I am.." "I know who you are, you're the fool who is called Tacker, and you have no need to speak like I'm your friend because both of us know that we're enemies" ,said Draff. "Ok, good, I don't have to act like an idiot anymore, but anyway, we need your help" "FORGET IT" ,yelled Draff. "But wait, you didn't let me finish. We need your help against the Centures!" Draff stood still for a few minutes. "Escort him out, Hallogar." "No, we need your help. If you let us die from the Centures you want be able to defeat us yourself!" ,said Tacker, trying to temptate Draff. He stood there, not saying anything, just staring at his painting. It was of him holding Sir Zuzzor The 2nd's head...