Amazing short story.

**ZapBulletRider** · 05-11-2007, 09:21 PM

My brother wrote this amazing short story:

“Swamee, Teeters, are you ready?” Nardog said with an anxious voice.
“Yeah!” They both replied in synchronous.
“O.K. Here is the plan. Forbin has been giving us a lot of trouble lately. As you know, he kidnapped the fair maiden Heather in prospects that we would trade him the ancient Coin of Diffusion for her.”
“That is all he wants?” Teeters questioned.
“Yeah, that is all he wants,” replied Nardog.
“Why does he even want it? I mean, it is not even like it holds any special powers or anything,” said Swamee.
“Yeah, I know, but he has the other three coins, and the one we have completes the set. If all four coins are placed upon the altar in Trekkotar Forest, then the wielder of the coins gains the abilities of the elements.”
“Like fire and stuff?” Asked Teeters.
“Not just fire, but the ability to shoot devastating fireballs capable of destroying things beyond our imagination.”
“But Nar, can’t you already shoot fireballs and frostbolts?”
“Yes, I can, but mine are not as powerful as someone that holds the powers of all the elements.”
“I can use magic too. I can heal the wounded and even bring back the dead,” said Teeters. “I am what you would call a white mage.”
“Well, I shoot arrows at people,” said Swamee.
“That’s cool.” Nardog and Teeters said in astonishment.
“Alright, enough about whose who. We need to go save Heather!” said Nardog.
“Oh, shrimp! I forgot about that,” said Teeters.
The trio ventured from their homeland in the Northern Kalimdor Isles approximately eight hundred miles in the southwest direction. They sailed across the turbulent Sea of Gamehenge that was infested with unit monsters. Unit monsters are shaggy-like creatures with the composure that of a bear. They are usually black unless artificially bred with another animal.
After the long journey, they docked their ship in a small town called Bastok. This cozy town lay right on the outskirts of Trekkotar Forest. Trekkotar Forest was the believed location of the altar and Forbin’s lair. The altar, called the Elemental Pylon was located in the center of the forest. It was made of solid ice that was carved into a cylindrical shape by wind and surrounded by a steadily flowing moat of searing lava.
The three of them descended from the boat and into town. They stopped at the nearest inn. They obtained room keys from the innkeeper and stayed the night.
“Wake up!” Swamee said as he knocked on both Teeter’s and Nardog’s door.
“What do you want?” asked Teeters.
Swamee shouted, “It is time to go, bro!”
“But dude, it is like, six in the morning. Fine, I will get dressed and then I will wake up Nar.”
“Alright, I will meet you down in the tavern.”
Teeters nodded.
The trio gathered their belongings and departed into the depths of Trekkotar Forest. They first had to cross a rope bridge that suspended above a rambling river. The rope was old and damp. It looked as though it had also been through many wind storms. Some of the wooden planks that the rope held were missing and the wood looked like it was rotting. They were nervous about crossing the bridge, so Nardog examined it closely.
“There are termites eating away at the wood as we speak,” said Nardog.
With a tremendous gulping sound, Teeters exclaimed, “I really do not feel comfortable stepping on those termite infested planks.”
“And I do not feel comfortable crossing a bridge that looks like as though a four year old built it. I mean look at it, this craftsmanship is horrible,” said Swamee.
“You guys are wimps, but I vote Teeters goes first.”
“I second that,” said Swamee.
“Hold on just one minu-.”
They made it across the bridge and followed the path west. They could see a spire from far away and presumed that it was the lair of Forbin. As they came closer to this high, needle-like structure, they encountered several creatures that looked like a hybrid of a wolf and an alpaca. These creatures were called multi-beasts.
“Take us to your leader,” said Nardog to the multi-beasts.
They agreed and traveled for about thirty minutes, following the beasts. They finally reached an encampment in which several beasts guarded. The creatures led the trio through the camp and into a lavishly jeweled hut made from the finest bamboo around.
“Wait here,” said the beast.
The beast then walked into the tent to gain the approval of the trio’s appointment.
“This way,” the beast said.
They entered the hut and took an immediate left and proceeded down the corridor of abomination. The leader of these multi-beasts resided at the end of the massive hallway.
“Greetings, I am Wilson, Duke of Lizards and I head the multi-beast race,” he stated.
“N-n-nice to meet you sir,” said Nardog in a trembling voice.
“What is your business here in Trekkotar Forest?” Wilson said.
“We actually came here in hopes of saving the fair maiden Heather,” said Nardog.
“Oh, and what would you be saving her from?”
“Forbin, who I believe resides within this forest somewhere, has taken her in aspirations of receiving the final coin in the elemental set. He wants to place them on the altar and wield the power of nature!” said Nardog.
“Interesting,” Wilson replied. “I did not know that those coins still existed.”
“They do still exist and we need your help,” said Nardog.
“Oh? And what are your terms?”
“I was thinking that I would trade you my coin in exchange for three of your best multi-beasts to help us fight and server as our means of transportation around this vast, coniferous forest,” said Nardog.
Wilson let out a long, drawn out sigh and agreed to Nardog’s terms.
The trio mounted up on their newly acquired multi-beasts and started to go towards the spire again.
“I still can’t believe that you pushed me on to that bridge,” said Teeters.
“Will you just get over it already? We are all fine aren’t we?” said Nardog.
“Why we are all still alive is beyond me!” Teeters exclaimed.
“Shut up and go find some berries or something for us to eat,” said Swamee.
“Berries? How am I supposed to know what kind of plants in this place edible?” Teeters said.
“We will lead you to the Azimuth trail for a splendorous variety of enhancing herbs and other greens,” said one of the beasts.
The trio agreed and then one of the beasts took off running at an incredible speed. The others followed behind the leader in a synchronous, single file order. They ran for about ten minutes when suddenly the beasts started to decrease their speed. They came to a fork in the road in which they veered to the left and followed a mossy path uphill. There were all kinds of colorful plants and berries. They dismounted from their multi-beasts and began to look around in astonishment.
“Wow, this is amazing,” said Nardog.
“Thank you for showing us this place,” said Teeters.
“No, problem,” said the beast. “This sacred place is what is known as the Netherfield. There are all kinds of food here and all of it gives you some sort of enhancement.”
“What kinds of enhancements?” questioned Swamee.
“All sorts of kinds,” stated the beast. “These berries can give you the ability to run faster, jump higher or become as strong as an ironclad knight.”
With this is mind, all of them, including the multi-beasts, feasted on the berries in high hopes of gaining one of these talents. Several minutes passed until the three men were full and called upon their beasts to continue their journey. The got on the beasts and began to head toward the believed location of Forbin’s lair. The beasts used their sprint ability and approached the spire.
“Look! There is an iron door the size of an elephant,” Teeters said.
“How are we going to get in there then?” said Swamee.
“Aren’t you guys forgetting something?” said Nardog.
“I don’t think so,” said Swamee.
“Well, I am a wizard and I can use magic to get us in. Everyone come and stand next to me,” Nardog said.
They all stood next to Nardog as he began to cast a teleportation spell that would warp the group through the door. He started to chant a spell that seemed to be in an unfamiliar dialect. Then suddenly, a beam of light emitted from the sky above and then they disappeared. When they reappeared, they seemed to be on the inside of the locked, iron door.
“This place is huge!” exclaimed Teeters as he shouted in the grand foyer room just to hear his own echo.
They started to walk forward into the center of this massive room. With a sudden flash of light, Forbin appeared out of thin air right in front of them.
“You have found my lair I see,” said Forbin in a deep voice.
“Yeah we did. Now tell us, where is Heather?” said Nardog.
“Oh, you foolish boy. Don’t you see that I will not reveal that information without the coin?”
“We do not have the coin,” said Nardog.
“Don’t lie to me boy! If you want to ever see that girl again, you better give me that coin.”
“Wilson, Duke of Lizards has the coin.”
“Where does he reside?” replied Forbin.
“We won’t tell you unless you hand over the girl,” stated Teeters.
“Then we fight,” said Forbin.
Forbin immediately became enraged and grabbed a two-handed sword off of the wall. He then rushed Nardog with an unfathomable anger inside. Nardog simply warped to the other side of the room, while freezing Forbin in place. He then shot a fireball at him as Swamee unloaded arrows into him that he seemed to block most of with his sword. Forbin finally got out of the frost trap and charged Swamee. He tried to block Forbin’s swing with his bow, but the sword just cut through it like it was butter. He got Swamee good and then Swamee fell to the ground while screaming in agony. Teeters began to cast some of his white mage spells. He cast a spell called redemption that completely healed Swamee.
“I don’t know how much longer we can take him for!” cried Teeters.
“Me neither! He is so strong,” Nardog said.
Unexpectedly, Wilson and his tribe of multi-beasts crashed the door down and proceeded to attack Forbin. Forbin now had no chance of survival.
“Give up Forbin!” said Wilson.
“Alright, I give up,” stated Forbin with an unsatisfied voice.
“Now, where are the coins?” said Wilson.
“I will never tell you,” he said.
“Tell me and have your life spared or refrain from telling me and die. It is your choice.” Wilson said angrily.
“Wait a second, where is the girl?” Nardog said.
“She is at the highest point in this tower and the coins are buried in a chest right next to the altar,” said Forbin.
“Multi-beasts!” cried Wilson. “I command you to take this man back to the camp and throw him in the dungeon.”
The trio dashed up the stairs as fast as their legs could take them. After several minutes of searching for the room that Heather resided in, they found it. The door was barred with pieces of wood nailed against it to keep anyone from getting in or out. They managed to pry the boards off and enter the room. The room at the top of the tower was very nice and had several portraits on the wall. In the corner, crying, was Heather.
“Heather, we have come to rescue you,” said Nardog.
“Nar! I have been waiting for you to save me!” said Heather.
“We helped too,” muttered Teeters.
“Let’s go home,” said Swamee.
“Alright, sounds like a plan said Nardog.
The four of them began to travel back to Bastok to get their boat, when all of the sudden, refreshing, small beams of light rose from the ground as a gust of wind swept them into the air. At this point, they knew that Wilson had completed the coin set and placed them on the altar. The king of the forest now had true power. They then just thanked nature for its grace and floated on the wind into the iridescent sky.