NBA Fanfiction Collection (2018-2019)

Joel Embiid is Visited by a Dark Lord - 10/24/18

Joel Embiid, the Cracked Mountain was known to train alone in the castle courtyard late at night to hone his reflexes in low-light situations. He would alternate overhead and horizontal swings of his greateaxe, ensuring a distinctive "whoosh" sound accompanied each one.

"That's a very nice swing you've got there, child."

Embiid stopped his greataxe mid-swing and panned around for the source of the mysterious voice.

"Who's there?"

Deciding to break his camouflage, a hooded Kevin Durant emerged from the shadows and approached Embiid. "A new friend, Lord Embiid. I've been watching you grow from afar. Your technique is marvelousssssssss."

Keeping his distance and a defensive stance, Embiid called out to the intruder.

"What do you want?"

Lord Durant bowed his head slightly and responded.

"You may not know this yet, but King James is in the middle of his ultimate downfall. And Lord Curry, the Golden Sparrow will falter with advancing age. Together we can overthrow them both and establish a ruling kingdom unlike any the realm has seen before. This dream can become reality as soon as next year, my new friend."

The Cracked Mountain stroked his beard as he pondered the offer. He knew Durant was right, and the Knights of the Old Capital were in need of his legendary gifts.

"Very well, Lord Durant. But I shou—"

"Exxxxxxxxxcellent.", Durant interrupted. "I shall keep in touch via raven. It will deliver messages here at this time every fortnight. We'll need to discussss what we do about Ben........Ssssssssimmonssssssssssssssss."

Taken aback, Embiid stared Durant down and gripped his greataxe tightly.

"...what are you talking about?"

Durant ignored Embiid's question, pulled his hood back on, and suddenly disappeared in a plume of thin black smoke.

"Hahahehehahahaaaaaaaaaa..."