Lore/Story A Village Saved - Bob's Victory

A Village Saved - Fan fiction by me.

Once, long ago, the hero Bob saved Maltic from destruction. This was slightly after Bakal’s army breached Nivla Woods. “Bakal is coming!” Scouts shouted in terror when they saw him approaching. Two scouts named Port and En raced for Maltic, the location of the fabled hero Bob. When they arrived, a servant had already woken him up. “The monsters are coming, right? Bob asked sleepily. Yes sir!” announced Port from the doorway. “They turned off the Emerald Trail headed right for here!”

“We need a plan, a course of action.” Bob decided as Port, En, a few soldiers, and himself shifted their location into Bob’s office. Bob pulled out a scroll, the others soon found to be a map. “You said they crossed off the trail here?” Bob pointed at a spot close to the Emerald Trail and the Farmland Pathway. “Indeed, straight from the forest towards this town.” En replied.

“We need a distraction.” Bob said thoughtfully.”Something to lead that army away from Ragni and Maltic.” “What would be your distraction?” A soldier asked. “Several fast scouts. You two will do fine. We also need a good archer.” One soldier named Mila raised her bow “Ok” Bob then discussed his plan as they gathered around Bob’s desk. After their tactics meeting, the scouts,Mila, and Bob rode off to confront the monstrous army. They found the army on the Farmland Pathway, close to the corner of Nivla Woods. Their horses darted from cover to cover until they were behind the army.

Bob dashed from his cover to a pond close to the multitudinous throng. Sensing Bob, the monsters stared at him lifelessly and moved forward toward him. He threw a smoke bomb up into the crowd. (For he was slightly downhill.) The mobs recoiled and hissed in surprise but soon Bakal’s voice rang out from the middle. “Eighth division after him! The rest of you, keep going!” A horde of monsters crawled, slithered, and generally ran as fast as they could go towards Bob the hero.

Immediately Port darted around the main portion of the army on horseback firing arrows on the leaders, captains, and Bakal himself. “Fire on him.” Bakal cried. But Port returned to cover. Afterwards, En raced around the other side cutting down troops with his sword while Mila shot arrow after arrow at the monsters. Soon though, a well placed arrow struck En down.

Meanwhile, Bob had vanished when Port hid. He appeared suddenly inches away from Bakal and launched his knife towards Bakal’s heart. And it bounced off Bakal’s bone chestplate! Bob was soon surrounded by the army.

“You know this armor is made from the bones of strong young soldiers like you. You’ll wish you had died before I’m through with you.” The circle shrank, everyone aware of the hero and the villain. “No!” Bob shouted. “ Why that’s just what the last one said.” Bakal sneered, reaching for the warrior.

Immediately Port and Mila rushed forward shooting arrows at Bakal. The only one that reached him clanged off his chestplate and onto the earth. “Miss,” said Bakal, turning to face Port. But that was sufficient. Bob lunged for the arrow on the ground, plunging it between the bones of Bakal’s armor as he vanished.

The corrupted army screamed as one and hunted for the hero. But Bob slid through a gap in the crowd after grabbing his dagger, and reappeared close to the Emerald Trail. A portion of that horde rushed towards him as he taunted the mob closer to his goal: Time Valley.

Soon Bob came to the doors of Time itself where Bob, racing towards the entrance vanished. “Trap him!” A commander shouted. The horde circled around Bob, coming closer and closer. They hadn’t accounted for his increased jump height though.

He took a running leap and soared over the monsters heads. Once his feet touched the ground, a long three seconds after he jumped, the hero rushed over behind the commanders and shouted: “After him!” The horde, not being the smartest corrupteds sped towards the door.

Several seconds later, only the commanders were left. Arguing amongst themselves almost caused them to miss Bob in front of them. “You!” They exclaimed. “You picked the losing side on this one.” Bob replied. All drew their weapons and they began to duel.

Forcing our hero backwards, the monsters temporarily gained the upper limb. Bob was a master spellcaster though, cunning in his use of spells. He cast Uppercut, launching the commanders skyward. Bob used escape next, but in their direction! Upon meeting them mid-air he cast bash and multihit in quick succession sending the group higher. Landing back on the ground, Bob drank a mana potion then cast Meteorite. The millisecond the stunned commanders landed, they were struck (what’s the chance in that?) by a falling meteorite.

Turning to the Doors of Time, Bob glimpsed the monster horde being sucked into the doors. Each time they appeared closer to the doors until they were gone. “That’s an interesting anomaly.” he thought.

As Bob returned to Maltic by heading around Nivla Woods, the warrior thought of the brave young troops who gave their lives saving him. He wept. The war wasn’t finished, but his battle was won.

The corrupted army came all the way to the gates of Ragni, knowing of Bob’s past and assuming he was here, ignoring Maltic. But Bob’s other legendary fight with Bakal is another story, my young soldier. You will one day be a hero to the Wynn province, but Fruma is where you’ll stay now.” “I promise to be a hero. I will try all my life.”-You.



Author's Note: You can be a hero.

 

Good story!

 

Thanks!