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fucknofortunato · 7 years

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[Writing Prompt] My Fantasy Fantasy pt 4 (Finale)

This finishes the prompt and the story on Wattpad. Included is a link to the last part but I’ve also reposted it below the break. Sorry that it’s kind of brief and the story didn’t have much to it. I wasn’t really concerned with everything in between, just the beginning and end I guess. Hope it was worth the wait!

The Long Story Shortly Told

The Fellows of the Charmkeeper had completed a long and arduous journey, finally bringing them to the warring battlegrounds of Mount Ring-destroyer. This wasn't the true name of the volcano-esque place they were at, but Vandrew had long forgotten the name of it. There were many strange tales now that had gone through the land of Vandrew, the Hair-stripe Bearer. Rumors were spreading that the man who was thought to be close to old age had found some magic potion that restored his youth and vigor but had destroyed his mind, yet leaving him spry enough to become an incredible tactician. Other rumors, closer to the truth, spoke of how the blades of a Phantom Rider had almost felled him; yet his incredible spirit had overcome the magical poison and instead drained the rider of his power to become this new emboldened terror.

Now one might wonder why they would think this crazy man who charges into battle would be a master tactician, but all would never be able to figure out how he seemed to always know where to expect enemies from. From hiding behind rocks and alerting his comrades to wait but mere moments, his plans always seemed to be ambushing an attempted ambush. When Super Orcs were charging upon them, some how he had known to wait behind while the halflings went ahead, only to take a separate path around them and reunite with Mico Guffootin. Unfortunately, his knowledge did not help prevent the kidnap of the other halflings nor save their wizard from the Demon of being Gigantic and Fiery; but he seemed to know that they needed to run while he held it off. While everyone was amazed and overjoyed to see the wizard return, the mohawk-bearer simply uttered "About time," with a cheeky smile. Recently though, they reunited with the other halflings who brought an army of spirit-trees with them, beings who possess the trees and have become large nature-ridden warriors.

Somewhere along the line, they were almost ambushed by a being called Goblin, who had once had the Charm. Vandrew saw to it that he ended up "falling" off the cliff edge some time ago, claiming that there was a great evil behind the lost soul. But here they were now, Guffootin, whats-his-name, and Vandrew. Everyone else was involved in the great epic below them as they walked within the mountain. The heat of the fiery depths within seeped out through the doorway, it felt like they entered a sauna put to nuclear temperatures.

"Holy hell, that is hot!" Vandrew exclaimed. He looked to the other halfling. "Hey," he said, awkwardly drawing out the -ey.

"What is it, Vandrew?" the halfling asked.

"What's your name again?"

"Really, Mr. Vandrew?" the halfling asked quizzically. "It's Wamsize."

"Oh right!" spoke Vandrew as he drew his blade. "Make sure Guffootin throws that charm in. I've got to fight this Phantom Rider. Damn universe trying to step up my plans. I should have let Goblin stick with us."

Wamsize looked utterly confused but then saw the Phantom Rider, without horse, enter the cave with blades drawn. Meanwhile, on the other side of the cave, Guffootin was staring at the charm and starting to mutter to himself.

Blades clashed as Vandrew channeled Morebear's skills against the warrior. They moved back and forth, Vandrew losing foot but then regaining it, until the Phantom managed to slice his side and bring him to a knee. Blocking the blades above his head, Vandrew grunted and gritted his teeth.

"Mister Guffootin, what do ye' think you're doin?" asked Wamsize. "It's...so precious to me," he muttered. "You've got to throw it in! For the good of the homelands!" cried Wamsize. "I...I won't. It's my precious, I can't just throw it in!" yelled Guffootin. "Yes, you absolutely can! Do it, you yellow-belly!" yelled Vandrew under duress.

Vandrew looked over as Wamsize and Guffootin stared back at him, "Oh crap, I forgot Goblin totally cuts his hand off in the end! Wamsize, if I throw you my blade, will you cut his hand off!?" Wamsize had a look of shock at the request, "D-do what? To Mister Guffootin?!"

Guffootin reached for the charm to turn invisible as fear came across his face. Wamsize turned around in time to see him disappear and hear Vandrew yell a cuss. The next sound he heard was two blades hitting the ground as Vandrew got up and ran towards him.

"Don't make me throw you in!" he screamed as he did a diving clothesline at nothing.

Suddenly, a loud "oomph!" was heard and Guffootin appeared beneath Vandrew's body, having taken a bad blow to the neck. Vandrew started laughing until the Phantom Rider drove a sword through his shoulder.

"Agh! You jerk!" he screamed while he blocked the second blade. "Anyway, he had only way out and he was but so tall. Just grab the charm, Wamsize! Quickly, please!"

Wamsize shook himself back to the moment and ran up to the groaning form of Guffootin.

"My...precious item..." he choked out in typical fashion while Wamsize proceeded to pull the charm off of Mico's wrist.

Then, time seemed to slow for him as he stared at the charm he now held in his hands. Suddenly, thoughts filled his head about the power of the item he held. Possibilities flitted across his mind of just what he could do with such an item. Slowly holding it up in front of him, he stared at the magical item while it began to change it's size to fit his wrist. With great flair, he held it high up above his head and aimed his other hand to go through it.

"Blast it! You suck!" shouted Vandrew as he stood up, taking another stab in the side.

Despite the blades, he punched Wamsize in the gut and slapped the charm over the edge.

"No!" shouted Wamsize. "No..." choked out Guffootin. "No," spoke the Phantom Rider, or at least that's what Vandrew imagined is what the horrifying language-noise meant. "Screw you too," he choked out with blood as he used his hands to shove the Phantom Rider in the chest, causing it to topple over the edge of the path and also down into the molten rock below.

Everything began to fade to black for Vandrew as a great magical fireworks show went off from the destruction of the dark lord's power. "Saved it," he choked out before losing consciousness.

Suddenly, Vandrew awoke in the old house. The sword clanged onto the floor and startled him out of the chair. A lady was standing in the hallway, dressed in odd clothing with a big scarf concealing the lower half of her face and big sunglasses hiding the rest. While Vandrew dusted himself off and looked around the room, entirely confused, the lady walked over to the chair and dropped her bag on the table. The gem he had brought with him was a dark sapphire blue and Vandrew did a double-take.

"Hey, uh, I thought that was a ruby..." he choked out. "Hmm?" the lady said, seemingly unaware of him. "Oh, the star piece. You must have seen it in the wrong light, dear. Do you like my collection of medieval heirlooms?" "Oh yeah, they're really cool!" he said, trying to make small talk. "I see you chose the Bear Sword," she said while picking the weapon up off the ground. "Oh, s-sorry about that. I was kind of bored. I know that's not a good excuse but-" "It's more than alright," she spoke, cutting him off.

After she placed the sword upon the wall, she turned to him and handed him a stack of cash.

"You did a good job, hon. Please, keep in contact."

Vandrew looked at her, then at the cash, and then back at the wall. So many thoughts were going through his mind and he began to rub his aching shoulder. Taking the cash, he thanked her for the job and then left the house promptly.

What a strange night, he thought as he turned on the car. He wouldn't notice til later the book that had somehow ended up in his passenger seat, simply titled Vandrew and the Charmkeeper.

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