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The Boy and The Mask.
This is somthing i put together when i was bored donno if youll like it or not, my last fan fic fell on death ears but heres this one anyway.
The world of albion is a magical place, full of anceint and powerful artifacts none more so than the mask of jack of blades, legend has it that the wearer is given power beyond there wildest dream , legend also has it that the last weilder of the mask was the great slayer of jack, but this is not so, the mask had another owner before it was lost foever his name was Bargo an 11 year old boy. . . .
It was winter in albion and the town of oakvale was buried under a foot of snow, there was no-one on the streets well except for the children, and among those children was Bargo. Bargo was playing a game of tag when he ran into some metal gates and fell flat on his arse, he got himself onto his feet and looked at the larger steel gates with a padlock on them, Bargo took a close look at the padlock, the padlock was old rusted one good whack from a rock would smash it to pieces, bargo went off to find one, he came back 10 minutes later with the biggest rock he could find, he struck the padlock three times and it broke and fell to the ground, Bargo pushed open the gates and walked into what appeared to be a graveyard.
Bargo looked around and was amazed by the three big statues the were almost right inront of him one was of a man who was holding an axe in two hands, the inscription read "Here lies brom died protecting his family", Bargo looked at the next statue it was of a women, the inscription read "HEre lies scarlet robe slayer of balverine and mother of two" The third statue was by far the grandest, a man stood holding aloft a mighty looking sword in one hand and what appeared to be a mask in the other, the mask had caught the childs eye, it was shiny and sparkled as the sunlight hit it, Bargo began to climb the statue, he reached up to grabb the mask when he slipped kicking the statue as he fell down, he hit the ground with a fud, he lay looking up, the mask had moved out of place when Brago kicked the statue and it fell, landing straight on bargos face . . . . . . . .
This is somthing i put together when i was bored donno if youll like it or not, my last fan fic fell on death ears but heres this one anyway.
The world of albion is a magical place, full of anceint and powerful artifacts none more so than the mask of jack of blades, legend has it that the wearer is given power beyond there wildest dream , legend also has it that the last weilder of the mask was the great slayer of jack, but this is not so, the mask had another owner before it was lost foever his name was Bargo an 11 year old boy. . . .
It was winter in albion and the town of oakvale was buried under a foot of snow, there was no-one on the streets well except for the children, and among those children was Bargo. Bargo was playing a game of tag when he ran into some metal gates and fell flat on his arse, he got himself onto his feet and looked at the larger steel gates with a padlock on them, Bargo took a close look at the padlock, the padlock was old rusted one good whack from a rock would smash it to pieces, bargo went off to find one, he came back 10 minutes later with the biggest rock he could find, he struck the padlock three times and it broke and fell to the ground, Bargo pushed open the gates and walked into what appeared to be a graveyard.
Bargo looked around and was amazed by the three big statues the were almost right inront of him one was of a man who was holding an axe in two hands, the inscription read "Here lies brom died protecting his family", Bargo looked at the next statue it was of a women, the inscription read "HEre lies scarlet robe slayer of balverine and mother of two" The third statue was by far the grandest, a man stood holding aloft a mighty looking sword in one hand and what appeared to be a mask in the other, the mask had caught the childs eye, it was shiny and sparkled as the sunlight hit it, Bargo began to climb the statue, he reached up to grabb the mask when he slipped kicking the statue as he fell down, he hit the ground with a fud, he lay looking up, the mask had moved out of place when Brago kicked the statue and it fell, landing straight on bargos face . . . . . . . .
