http://forums.projectego.net/ Original Fable fan fiction stories may be shared with the community here. en Sat, 21 Nov 2009 04:25:09 GMT vBulletin 60 http://forums.projectego.net/enlighten/misc/rss.jpg http://forums.projectego.net/ http://forums.projectego.net/assassin-shadows-21551/ Thu, 19 Nov 2009 06:41:37 GMT The night was dark. The moon was bright, leaving a dim light on the alley. A man was walking through the alleyway, half frightened, half anxious. He pulled out a dagger from his pocket, making sure no-one had followed. He then came up to a rusty blue door. He knocked 3 times. There was silence. The ddoor opened to reveal a man in a jacket of pitch black. On hist hand he a brass claws tied to his knuckles. He inspected the man. He looked around the alley.

"Were you followed?" The man asked.
"No. I made sure. Can I come in?" said the other.
"Your late." said the man in the door, as he issued him in.

The room was filled with bandits and thiefs. There was two lights, one in the middle of the room, the other hanging over a ragged thrown. In this thrown, sat an old man. Then the room went silent.

"People!" started the old man in the thrown. "We have been risking our lives, our familys, our way of life, for gold and riches!" The crowd cheered. "But there is a rumor. A rumor of an artifact so powerful, it can turn anything it touches into gold!" The crowd gasped. "The Hand of Midas!" The crowd cheered.

Suddenly there was a strange sound. "Go check that out!" said the old man, pointing to the man in the black jacket. The man went upstairs. He came back down the stairs with a tumble. He had a stab wound in his chest and was bleeding all over. Suddenly a man jumped from the stairs. He was dressed in a black cape and held two swords, one in each hand. He pounced, landing on a bandit with knifes in his hands.

"Stop him!" shouted the old man. Two men came two help the old man escape while the bandits attempted to kill this hooded figure. But he was too fast. He pounced, killing each one, one at a time. But the old man escaped. A lone bandit was crawling for the door. He turned to look the hooded man right in the face. He asked, "Who are you?"

The man smiled. He raised his sword, and said, "The Assassin of Shadows." and plunged his sword into the man. He left the stakeout and went in a search for the old man. But he could not find him. He had failed to kill him, once again. ]]> Fan Fiction Wolverine http://forums.projectego.net/assassin-shadows-21551/ http://forums.projectego.net/monster-hunter-roar-winter-21447/ Fri, 06 Nov 2009 04:45:57 GMT I'll give you a preview, and you can tell me if you want to read the several pages worth of stuff me and my partner, MHDude wrote. I could probably get him to join the forum aswell.

Ash started walking after Keggan, and looked back at the two frightened girls. He made a punch in the air and said, "C'mon! There's nothing to be afraid of! You can hold my hand if you want! ;)." They looked at him, frustrated, but proceeded to follow, slowly. They walked through the canyon, slowly but steadily, until a dried up twig cracked behind them. Kayla jumped high into the air, screaming, and turned around, as did the rest. There was nothing there. "Uhh... Keggan? Please tell me there's nothing in front of me!" Sarah said. Keggan replied, "Ummmm no... Cmon guys, there's nothing there... I hope." They proceeded onward, but Kayla kept looking back every now and then, to make sure they weren't being followed. Haha! I scared you quite a bit! I could smell your whole groups fear! The young voice rang in Ash's head. Who are you? The voice replied, Why, I'm a Nargacuga of course! Ash wondered, How old? It said squeakily, One week and proud! He grinned thinking about how small it was, then burst out laughing when he thought that it had scared the four of them. "Ehh..... What?" Kayla said, after he had calmed down. "..... Nothing, let's keep going. I wanna make it out of here before nightfall," Ash replied. What, don't want your friends to know I'm here? His voice rang. Nah, not yet. So what is a little thing like you doing all the way out here? Got any parents? Ash said. He rang, loudly, HEY! I am NOT little! And as a matter of fact, no, I don't. Another Nargacuga ripped them to shreds. If I come hang out with you and your friends, will they run away?
Ehhhh, it might be a bit hard to explain that I can TALK to you, but okay.
Nah, it's fine. I can talk to anybody for a limited time. It's something only us "little" ones can do.
Cool! Then come on over, I'll make sure they don't scream TOO loud.
Sure you don't hate my guts for being a descendant of the thing who brutally slaughtered your parents?
WHAT?!
My grandfather, who happens to still be alive, is the guy who did it. But don't worry, I hate him as well. He was the one who killed my parents.
Now ain't that fine and dandy. Three people with the same goal, and the same grudge against the same person!
The little thing, about 2 yards long, and 3 wide, including wings, swooped down with his little make-do flaps. ]]> Fan Fiction Another Spartan http://forums.projectego.net/monster-hunter-roar-winter-21447/