1 WEEK LATER
The calm blue sky filled with the yells of angry men.Men ready to clash steel on steel.To fight.We stand just over 400meters from the gates of Fort Lorgo the first fort of The Raven Clan.An easy victory to begin this war.
As Thork rides to the front of our army.In his burnt steel armor.He holds his fist in the air,flexing his arm as tight as possible his signature butcher axes in hand.His beard flowing in the winds through his steel helmet with rivited spike like a mohawk.
Thork-THEY SHALL KNOW OUR POWER!MEN! WE ARE THE STORM THAT APROACHES WE WILL CONQUER THEIR PEOPLES AND LANDS!
!FOR THE STORM!
Storm Bears-RAAA!
My body fills with excitement,a battle flow washes over me as the ground quakes with the footsteps of our mounts.Horns sound from the fortresses.
I have to kill,Im itching for pain,itching to feel someones body give way to my axe.To oppose a Man body and mind.
Hundreds of slicing noises fill the air as arrows fall.The men lift their sheilds and defend.The front gates open and a storm of black and purple flows out.At least 300 men come pouring out the gate.Yelling.
As our armies meet I begin hacking men to peices,abandoning my horse quickly.I swing my axe into a horse's ribs.The horse falls to the side as I kill the rider.
His helmet rolls of to reveal a young boy.About my age...I spit on him.
I've no care for the dead.It's kill or be killed now.
I begin hacking my way to the gate arrows clinking off my armor.That is until I lock eyes with a man.A berserker.
He's naked and holding 2 axes,he apears red from the amount of blood on him.His eyes pale white,the state he has entered it wont be long until he takes form of animal.The Bear cloak he wears flowing as he runs at me leaping over horsemen.
Bjorn-RAAAAA!
!Woosh!
I miss my swing, As he dodgea to the side I feel 2 sharp pains on my back side.His axes have dug into my back.
Berserker-RAAA HAHAHAHA!!!
I turn quickly yanking him around as he grips the axes.He flys off me ripping the axes out brutally.As he rolls on the ground to recover I lung at him bringing my axe down on his chest with all my force.
Even though a chunk of his chest is removed,he swings his weapons like nothing happened.Not even reacting to the pain.
His axe slams into my head,making my helmet explode into peices.I pull my axe back.
Bjorn-Agh!
A sword flys into my back through my chest.
I swing my axe behind me,narrowly missing a man riding away on horse back.I ignore the pain as the berserker leaps at me.
Bjorn-RAAAAA!
His head meets my axe mid air ripping his body in two.I clutch my chest for a second.The blood pouring out into my hand.I feel this sick feeling of Bloodlust rise for a second before it disappears.
I continue forcing my way through the army,my chest cramping with pain every time I move.But if I stop moving I'll die there is still to many enemies to stop for a second.
Blood landing in my eyes.Making me slightly wince before focusing on battle.
Even though a sword went through my chest a few moments ago,I continue moving at full force...No it's like im moving more explosive now.My movement too fast for people to block,tearing them apart.
Could this be the power The Beast lends to its host.As to keep it alive to fight more...To feed it longer.
Either way I make my way inside the Fort.Immediately met with a barrage of arrows.Many wich impale themselves into me.I leap behind a pile of supplys as arrowa fly over my head.
Damm it I should have know there would br archers.
I hear the sound of men in armor approaching.They begin clashing with other's.
NOW!
I leap out of cover landing beside a man with a nice sword. I swing at him he manages to block it but the impact sends him flying into another man.I bring my axe down on him he isnt so skilled now as one of his legs is chopped off.As he yells in pain the other man rushes me.A stray arrow hits him in the head,knocking him off balance.I use this to deal a blow into his chest killing him gruesomly.
The wounds beginning to weigh on me as I feel my head spin.In my blurring vison another man rushes at me.He reaches me I try to block but He drives his spear into my chest plate.It blocks the attack but knocks me over.
As im on the ground I see a sword coming down on me I roll aside as it slices a gash on my neck.I can feel blood gushing out.
No I can't die here!Not like this.
The world seems to almost crawl to a stop.The feeling is familiar as If I've always been like this.Deep in my thoughts,in my heart I hear it call out to me.
To let go...To kill everything...eat them...
The sword aproaches closer slowly speeding up.
I-I have to let go.There's no way I can survive.
It keeps calling to me...To let it take over.
It has no words but I understand it perfectly.It wants bloodshed and I want to live.If It can give me that.
!WOOOSH!
The sword suddenly falls to the ground as thr mans head rolls beside me.
Gorgo-C'mon your gonna die already!Hahaha!
He runs off to attack another man.As I gain my senses back I see that there only remains a few Raven Shields.
I get up off my feet, almost falling back to the ground from the heaviness of my body.
I cant stand straight,constantly wanting to fall aside and sleep.
Bjorn-RA!
I run off into the fort walls.I look around for any who might have hidden.My blood constantly dripping on the floor.As I enter a room a trip and fall to a knee.
Im so lightheaded I can't even remeber why I'm here.Only that im so tired.The constant sting of pain on my body.Wanting me to roll over and just die.
*!LOUD HORN!*
Thats our horn.Could it be Victory?I struggle to get off the ground heading back outside.The Storm bears raising their weapons up in the air.
A sign of Victory.I guess now I can pass out.
!THUD!