Heya guys I'm working on a story I'm not sure if I will release all the chapters cos it involves a mod idea of me. But hey anyways here is the first chapter, it's basicly to get to know the character. The first chapters are kind of short but they are just to get you into the characters. Anyways hope you like it because it's my first real story. sorry for the bad grammar my english is not that good ;)!

Silence

The explosion was just next to Rio’th. He never thought it would come this fast and hit that hard. Then all the sudden it happens again, another explosion. For a minut he can’t hear anything and he has to rely on his physical senses. –total darkness in his mind, only the screaming voices of thousands of souls without a body, souls who once had a family or a love in their life. But now they can only be remembered for their brave hearths.
A third explosion hits the ground when Rio’th was just about getting his hearing back.
”Will they never stop?!” says a voice in his head. Rio’th tries to get up again as quick as he can. Total controll of his body and sould and his tactics are the only things he can rely on to survive. “Use what you have learned, don’t do it for the glory but for those who are already lost” says Rio’th to himself.
He opens his eyes and looks at the smoke which is surrounding him. Large and small shapes of figures seem to be trapped in the dust and smoke just like him. The yellow sunlight shines through the smoke and he can see some of the sky, which has turned dark.
The smoke of the explosion seems to get away and the figures which he couldn’t see before because of the smoke seem tot take more shape. Rio’th gets back on his feet and picks his sword up from the ground. The sword is made out of the strongest material from his homeland. His armor is not going to hold the fight very longer, it’s not made for battles like this. The shiny golden colors of his armor faded away by the dust and stratches of the sharp grey rocks which he is standing on. The shapes have now reached the tip of the rock which he is standing on. With his sword in his hands he aims for only one thing; the enemy.

His opponent is big, ugly and dangerous, but above all terrifyingly big. A monster almost twice as big as Rio’th himself, his body covered with sores with an ugly head attatched to it. The head seems to have an exterior skull with muscles attatched to it and two little black eyes. But the most disgusting off all are the sharp but rotten teeth in the lipless mouth.
Rio’th can smell the blood which is dripping off the creature’s word. Many good soldiers have died by the blade of this creature. Rio’th knows that even if he loses his consentration none moment his faith could be the same. He puts the cap of his helmet down and consentrates on only one thing; the carotid of the opponent.
- Again total silence – Rio’th only hears the sound of the creature prepating for an attack.
Loud footsteps and a crushing sound of the sword which is dragged over the groundbang by the creature go through Rio’th’s head when the creature approaches.
”Stupid, slow and primitive” thinks Rio’th
The monster is now only a few steps away from Rio’th and pulls his sword up. Rio’th pulls his feet up from the ground, puts his sword in position and quickly passes the lange greature.
His enemy stopped running, instead he freazes the very second Rio’th toutched the ground again. A dark line slowly appears on the neck of the monster and seems to open and a fountain of dark stinking purple blood spirts out of the wound on his neck.
”foolish creature” says Rio’th to himself. Happy about his small victory he quickly consentrates himself on the battle again but he suddenly freezes just like the creature did by a soft hit in his stomache. Rio’th looks to the left and sees another monster, allmost identical to the one he just slayed. The creature starts to laugh as far it can. He slowly looks down to the strong arms of the creature which hold a massive axe. An axe which now seems to be stuck in his body. Slowly everything turns black around Rio’th and he falls down on his knees.
One last look at the battlefield, a battle which is still undecided, but this battle is lost for Rio’th. Just before he closes his eyes forever he hears one last explosion, for the last time.

BANG! Rio’th opens his eyes and sits up in his bed. The sweat is dripping off his body and face. For a moment he is still unawair of the room he is in but he slowly calms down. The light of the moon seems to shine through little decorations in the dome of the room. Crystal decorations on the floor reflect the moonlight like sparkles in the water. Rio’th relaxes and sits on the side of his bed which is in the center of the room. Again, that same nigthmare, over and over again. “What are they trying to tell me?” – a question Rio’th had asked himself so many times before. That same dream, over and over again, where he loses controll of his life.

An interesting start. Starting out with a dream, especially a recurrent one, really makes me curious to learn more about the real life of this character. There are some spelling/grammar mistakes, but the story was easy to follow. I hope you will post more chapters; I would definitely like to know more.

thanks yeah I know english is not my first language. That's why I didn't released the chapter before since it might look like a story written by a 5 y/o so people wouldn't take it very serious.

Nice story, and like "planty" said( do you allow me to call you that mplantinga), it's off for a good start, and I'm looking forward to read more.

As with most stories, there is some spelling/grammar mistakes, but that happens to all of us, adn when english is not your first language, it's not always easy.

Your story is easy to follow, and you have a little ability to end it in ways that make it more exiting, to read( I dont know if I have that ability), so please go for it I shall wait in patience.

So, stargelman calls me planty in chat and now it has spread?!?! (BTW, it is fine by me. I do find it quite amusing).

Geonox: Your chapter certainly doesn't look like it was written by a 5 y.o. It shows a complexity of thought and skill that goes far beyond that age. It is clear the English is not your first language, but that doesn't change the quality of the story itself. Please continue posting more installments of this story.

Thanks



yeah I know the dutch version should be a lot more exciting because it's 100% perfectly dutch but hey! Thanks ;)!

Haha i guess ill post here as well as on BeyondOblivion. Great start, it was interesting, and i liked it. It wasnt like the usual start in Cyrodill (but i still like beginnings like that)

gehe thanks, yeah I wanted it to be kind of vague I mean not tell every detail and such which might get the reader more into the story. If you start out with, once on a battlefield the story might be boring because you know exactely where he is. Now it takes some time to see where the story is located and what happens in the story.