The Fallen Kingdom

Chapter Two- Help Wanted

Chapter Two- Help Wanted

   Two days later, A young soldier woke up burried under a pile of stone which came from the cieling.

   He dug himself out of the pile with the help of his handy budder sword

  He got up, dusted the stone dust off him and inspected his dented sword, "I need to repair this later" he muttered under his breath

   He then adjusted his budder armour mixed with chain armour whilst inspecting his surroundings

  Everything was destroyed and he went outside and shocked to see everything was completely destroyed, village houses were razed to the ground there were still leftover fire in some places not too big and dangerous

   He walked around the village seeing some unconcious and dead bodies all of them severely injured

   He sees there were no more mobs insight. Flashbacks reocurred to him as he remembered the terror strucken face of the innocent citizens

  A pang of guilt hit him, citizens which he was supposed to protect. All fifteen years of his life trained to fight and protect but failed.

   He shook off the guilt convincing himself it wasnt his fault there were too many anyways he tried his best thats all it matters. The least he could do now is help nurse back those unconcious players back to health and make a proper burial for those who died during the battle and also maybe recreate/rebuild everything but make the defence stronger. He smiled to himself, He will make everything right again.

  He then remebered a nearby village that maybe could help him

   Just because this was the only kingdom standing doesnt mean there wasnt other villages where the former kingdoms people go to. They were all too far to reach and if they went there leaving this kingdom vulnerable so we let them be.

    The soldier sheathed his sword and ran as quickly as possible to the nearby village which was 25 minutes away if he sprinted there it would probably save ten minutes of wasting time.

  Once he reached there he saw people staring since he was still battered, bruised and wounded badly. He was pretty sure he dislocated his arm and sprained his ankle too from running too much.

     He got up to a big wooden house which had the red coloured flag with a pickaxe in it meaning, this was the former stormcloud kingdom the one out five kingdoms we had helped.

    He knocked on the door and soon a man with white cloak with red designs opened the door and gasped, "Daniel" the soldier rasped since it has been two whole days without neither food nor water

  "What happened?- please, please do come in. William, Rick come help me" two more players quickly ran into the house and the doors shut.

   "Daniel-" the soldier rasped again, "the kingdom-" he was soon cut off by the player with the white cloak "quiet boy" he said while forcing down water into the soldiers throat which he was greatful for.

  He quickly gulped it down, "now tell me what had happened to you boy" the soldier nodded "Daniel,"

   The boy went on explaining what happened while Will and Rick attended to his wounds

  He inspected his should, "it is dilocated indeed- this would only take a while. Here" Daniel said giving him a cloth to bite on. The soldier visibly paled realising what the man was about to do and bit onto the cloth and a crack was heard when Daniel pushed it back into place .

  The soldier spit out the cloth his face red and he took deep breaths, moving around his shoulder feeling abit of pain "we might need to go there now- there are some people who are alive"

  Daniel nodded and asked, "what is your name and age boy?"

   "Oh- Um, Anthony, Age 15, one of the Royal soldiers trained for my whole life" the boy said

  "Very well- Will, please gather the others and get supplies and the healing potions," Daniel said "oh- and Rick, get the tools and weapons ready along with food and water" the two men nodded their heads and ran off to get the supplies and do what was instructed.

   "Oh, and please, call me Dan" the man smiled