About at the turn of the Darkages a young baby was born his name was Maraxas, he lived a life as a son of his enslaved father therefore he was a slave also. his mother had died at his birth and it troubles him to this very day thinking of it as god punishing him. One day his father and he were chopping wood for their master when he heard a conversation over something, "alright I want this girl dead can you handle it?" He didnt recognize the voice but he recognized his masters, "I can and what about the prince?" Maraxus looked through the window of his masters house and saw a cloaked man in black and his master talking. "The prince, leave to me"
alrmed at what he saw he slipped off the ledge he was sitting on to look in the window he sliped and fell, his master saw him the slave master looked at the cloaked one."kill him he mustn open his mouth"the slave mater obeyed and rushed out the door, Maraxus darted off running to his father, crying,
"father help he's going to kill me!" His father confused, looked towards his master, and in his fear he saw him grabbing his sword heading towards them both, "run son and hurry I dont have time to hear what you did but just remember to not stop running until you reach the creek." Than I shall meet you there.
Nodding Maraxus ran towards to the woods heading in the creeks direction
his father turned towards the heartless master,
"tell me where he went and I wont kill you," his master said
"I will not."
"Very well then prepare to meet your fate."
The master swung his sword at him but Maraxus's father ducked behind a tall tree stump. He rolled over and grabbed the cutting axe and stuck the end in the slave masters leg and he took off running.
Enraged the slave master set his hounds on the father.
Soon they found him they tore at his legs and flesh and when the master found him, he smiled coldly and killed him.
Later Maraxus waited for his father at the creek but there was no sign of him.
He was too scared to see what happened to his father so he continued on life looking for his father, he lived on his own and knew that he had to stop what he heard so he went towards the kingdoms castle he tried to talk to the prince but it was too late, the cloaked one appeared before him, unaware of Maraxus's presence, the cloaked one charged towards the guards and killed them both with one thrust of his long sword. As the prince came out to meet his carriage the cloaked one slayed him the guards charged at him but with a bright beam of light shining the claoked one disappeared.
10 years later Maraxus still lives on his own but knows his true purpose he msut stop the cloaked one that sent the slave master to kill his father and him
by avenging his fathers death .and one day he must find the girl they plan to kill as well whoever she is....now at age 23 he faces teh world ready to stop towards nothing right wrong they mean nothing to him anymore he only does what he feels is just he is his own law and his own man.....he has no master he is true chaos in its form.............
CHAPTER 2
Maraxus is now basically a wanderer seeking more knowledge of reality .
Stranded and alone he searches for the Cloaked one but there are no signs or news of him. Trying to surmise a plan, he decides to head towards the castle to find news on if the prince had any enemies,but the guards shoved him away.He decided that just walking through the door wouldn't get him in the castle. Sneaking in the bridge door in a wagon full of fruits and vegetables he made his way into the castle's storing room in the basement and crept upstairs to the main hall. He headed towards the king's throne room when all of a sudden an ill shreik came from the stairs leading to the maids tower. He ran upstairs armed with only a small sword. He charged in the room where the shreik was, it was the princess's room. He discovered there was some sort of kidnapper in her room,drawing his blade he tackled the kidnapper and held his blade to his throat the princess ran to the corner of the room. "Leave here now fiend," said Maraxas. "Never," yelled back the kidnapper, "you stupid fool APOCOLYPSE WILL PREVALE!" With that the kidnapper kicked Maraxus in the stomach and knocked his sword away jumping out of the window. The princess walked toward Maraxus. She stared at him in bewilderment, "who are you? I haven't seen any guards or knights in here that looked like you." Shyly Maraxus kissed the princess's hand I am Maraxus of Keld a kingdom not to far away from here. "What was that fool talking about, apocolypse?" he asked hoping it was related to the cloaked one." It is a anarchy group, they try to overcome the monarchy by creating hate crimes and such." She replied just before he could raise a finger to propose assiassitance in stopping them the door busted open. A great elite of soldiers and guards charged towards him. Maraxus tried to hoard off the guards' swinging swords but there were too many. He blocked left, right he rolled back and flipped sideways and tried to evade them piercing him, he jumped to the roof tops of the castle as archers aimed their arrows at him. "Do not let the intruder escape he tried to harm the princess!" yelled a voice. Looking around frightened knowing that this is all a mistake. Maraxus saw his pathway to freedom and not execution he made his way towards another tower window he jumped his way up but as he did a arrow pierced through his knee. As he landed he rolled down the roof he struggled to make a grasp on something to hold him up but he soon fell off the ledge and felt nothing under him but rushing air. As he fell the wind made his eyes water or was it the painful realization death was at hand for him. Slowly he closed his eyes and all was black. When he opened them again he was chained in a damp dark cold cell he looked around and he only saw the executioner staring at him through his cage...
Chapter 3
Standing to his feet Maraxus yelled as loud as he could to the executioner,"Let me out this instant!" the executioner just laughed at him."You are a fool boy you are to be realised to the gallows at noon and thats only 30 minutes away. Maraxus's eyes widened, "What have I done?" he asked frightened. "Why, sneaking into m'lady princess Kathryn's bed chamber you nasty pervert and I hope your hanging rope is made out of barbed wire you scum." "But I didnt..." "Shut up," interupted the executioner "you will speak when spoken too." Maraxus sat down with a sigh it seemed his fate was going to be cut short. At least he'll be with his father.
It was noon the tower bell rang as if it was a death song as Marazus was lead to the gallows. As he looked around he saw the King staring down at him in his balcony, and as he looked left he saw the princess with a serious and upset face on her. Maraxus looked down as the rope was tied around his neck he closed his eyes, it was all a dream it seemed, all was silent his mind blocked out all sounds, except the sound of the box being swept from under his feet. Maraxus opened his eyes his neck was trapped he couldnt get even a gasp in. The pain in his stomache made him gag as beads of sweat ran down his face it seemed he was surely going to die just when a aroow shot right throgh the rope. Maraxus fell to the ground gasping for air. When he looked up he saw the whole village had their eyes on an archer. He was tall and he had long orange hair in a braided pony tail. Two locks of hair ran down his face, and than he noticed the pointed ears, he was an elf. He wore hard leather straps that connected to his metal crest that blocked his stomach and chest. Under the leather was a red shirt, and two shoulder and knee plates were found on him his leather gloves red as well.
"Dammit!" yelled the King "send forth the knights the TreeFolk Rebels are here again. Quickly the archer ran towards Maraxus. He picked him up and handed him to his friend next to him. "I dont know what this fellow did, but I feel he can be of some use to us. He whistled and both their steeds came they leaned Maraxus over one and got on and as soon as the knights came out, they were gone. They were last seen heading towards the Shadow Forest.....................
Chapter 4
When Maraxus awoke from his unconsciousness, he was surronded by numerous elves looking down at him he heard such chants as, “What is he doing here?” and such talk of, “Erek is a fool.” When the blurs came into perfect view Maraxus jumped up in fright. He went to draw his sword but there was nothing in his holster. He looked up and gave the elves a worried look as he backed up in fright. The elves just stared at his every move. Just than a voice came from the pine tree to the right of Maraxus, ”Do not be afraid, friend you are out of danger." ”Just than the archer that rescued Maraxus walked out of his treehouse. Maraxus turned his attention to him, ”Who are you what do you want with me?” he asked confused. The firey haired Elf raised his hands as a gesture to be calm. ”Allow me to introduce myself I am Erek TreeArrow I am the leader of my small tribe called the TreeFolk. I am elven just as everyone else in my tribe we were hunting towards the Shadow Forest and as we saw the smoke coming from the Kingdom of Danton we thought a war was going on when in truth it was just the Kings twisted punishment of execution taking place. We dislike King James Danton the second very much, he is the heir to King Ramus Danton the first. He is a spoiled son very unlike his father. When Ramus was in monarchy he ruled Danton with freewill among the villagers and nobles and he kept crime low and if any crime took place he would punish them by giving them a sentence in prison for a short time or band them from the kingdom. He welcomed all creatures of race, Orcs, humans, elves, halfbreeds anything else. He thought that prejudice between creatures is worse than prejudice between colors. He made sure that the orcs got fresh flesh by donating flesh from volunteers' cattle. One cattle fills up five orcs, they could go for a week without having to eat more. The volunteers became very rich seeing that they were paid to offer their Cattle. When you think things couldn't get any better he died and his son came to power. His son hated the idea of having all these creatures in his kingdom he felt the humans were threatened by them, he also thought it was a stupid idea for the kingdoms money to be spent on paying volunteers so he casted off the orcs and us as well. From then on we have lived here and we still feel that James's idea of ruling is not fair as of Ramus's so whenever we feel that something is unjust made by the kings decisions we step in and ruin it. That's how we became outlaws and known as the Treefolk rebels.
Maraxus listened nodding, "But do you really think making a mockery of King James Danton's power is going to bring Ramus back?" Ereck shook his head, "All I'm doing is trying to do is right the wrongs and give my tribe some hope of living. You see? As outlaws King James Danton wants us killed. He has hired his knights to hunt and kill us. All I want is peace between us and him and for him to be an ally with us. But his stubborn mind has refused us." Maraxus thought for a minute, "And what does this have to do with me? You righted the wrong of my sentence, am I free to go?" The elves all looked at Ereck and than towards Maraxus. Ereck said, "It is your choice I wouldn't if I were you though, you see you still are in Danton's land your just on the very outskirts of the hunters game trail to the east is a road but it is very long and to get there youd have to cover six acres of land. It's a great risk because you are an escaped prisoner marked for death. What did you do anyways?" Maraxus shruged, "I was accused for breaking into the princesse's chamber and trying to harm her, I didnt really do it somebody else did, some man that yelled out, 'long live APOCOLYPSE' do you know what that is?" he asked. Ereck nodded, "APOCOLYPSE is a anarchist group, they are built on overthrowing Royalty to create an even worse dictatership I hear." Maraxus then asked, "Is a cloaked figure involved?" Ereck looked at him strangely, the elves murmered to themselves. How do you know about this cloaked figure?" Maraxus looked down then replied, "If you must know he killed my father and the prince of Danton and now he is after me." Ereck examined him he noticed a tatoo of a flame with weird symbols on it on his left shoulder blade he gasped. He took his arm tightly. "When did you get this?!" he asked. Maraxas pulled away, "I dont know. It was always there." Ereck smirked, "Do you know what this means!" Just then a elven scout ran towards Ereck prepare for battle, the Danton knights are swarming and coming to attack the village! The elves all gasped and paniked. "NO!" said Ereck. "HURRY EVERYONE PREPARE FOR BATTLE!" With that the elves turned their attention on Ereck and Maraxus away and ran towards their lairs underneath the trees roots or they ran towards to their pod houses or their tree houses. As they all scattered Maraxus looked up the hill and heard the pounding of a million horses he heard a blood shrilling scream as he saw flaming arrows fly straight towards the wooded homes.
Will Maraxus and the treefolk be able to defend their village or will the evil king's men kill them all? Find you next week!
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