Centuries (Castle Crashers AU) (Going to be rewritten, Stay Tuned! 💜)

Chaos and Dismay

Surrounding the gates, barbarians and thieves flocked around, attempting to strike it down with aggressive, loud CLANKS resonating through the land, arrows fleeting through the sky now tinted an orange-red. Villagers screaming in terror attempting to escape the chaotic land. Houses made of log and straw covered in black smoke and flames spreading through house and house like a wild forest fire.

"What are we waiting for chaps?! Staring won't help anyone!" roared the electricity knight as his grip on the mace he possessed got tighter, rushing towards the gate looking at other grey knights who were in charge of the entry. "Gentlemen! raise the gate now!"

Baffled, the cavalries followed after his command, opening it. With no time to waste, the horde of barbarians and thieves raced right into the castle like raging horses, Raymond running towards them, an impulse making him leap through the air wielding his mace up in the air, to let it impact against a thief making it drop to the hard ground lifeless, with a deep hole over his now bloody head.

"Leave these blockheads to me!" yelled the flame knight drawing out his axe, bolting towards the swarm of foes releasing a powerful battle cry. The first floor of the castle became a bloodshed of barbarians and thieves, some of them crawling, arrows all over the walls and gate, an absolute disaster to say the nonetheless.

"Blue! Green! Go get help from the others now!" The red knight yelled holding his shield against himself as the hits from the rest of the bandits dented it with every sword impact. The crowd was also walking towards the blue and green knights ready for giving them their last seconds, until Blizzard took out what it seemed a brown horn, blowing it releasing a loud deafening sound. Seconds passed until a crowd of grey knights raced to the floor where the four tinted knights fought for their lives letting out battle cries, attacking the swarm of foes mercilessly.

"Ver- Green! Go with the king while I try to check on the village people!" commanded Blizzard looking directly at the green Knight with a frown.

"I don't know where the king is!" Vermont shrugged nervously.

"Then go look for him right now!" Blizzard yelled as he leaped out of the drawbridge making his way out the pack of struggling grey knights and assailants.

Hesitantly, Vermont galloped up the long, rocky stairs to reach a specific floor of the huge tower: The king's throne room. He ceased abruptly to bolt into the room but the king wasn't there. Only an empty golden throne with a big wooden table in the center and under it, a shaky grey knight clutched his arms around himself. This specific gentlemen caught Vermont's attention. "Sir? Why are you here?"

The scared beyond belief cavalier didn't cease to clutch himself tight, he just looked up at the green knight by his side not being able to articulate a word.

"Sir, could you please do me the favor to tell me whe-"

Pointing a finger at another room nearby, the grey knight interrupted the green cavalier almost instantly.

Vermont thanked him as he sprinted out of the room. Once seeing the green knight was gone, the silverish armor man crawled out the table.

"Where in the hell are you?" A vociferating male voice resonated through the stair hall, followed by a rapid track of metal boots getting near. The anxious cavalier felt a grip on him before he could respond, making him turn around with a small screech, to see that another grey knight with a leather backpack was holding his arm.