Warriors~ An Oc Fan-fiction.

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               Hey guys and welcome to a new fan-fic. I have been writing fan-fics on Wattpad, but I thought I'd write one on here just for fun ^^.

                   So Please don't reply to any of the chapters I post, so I can edit them later ^^. But if you wanna track this post, please feel free to do so. I will try to get the first chapter up shortly.^^

 

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Tracking! I love your stories on Wattpad so I look foward to this!

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Quick Plot (So you guys know whats going on)

                                Plot

             In a little island, far past Berk, warriors train there. They train to prove that they are strong enough to survive in the village.

             However, there is a price. Those who prove they are strong, get entered into a fight. Those who win, prove they are strong enough to survive in the village. Those who lose, however, get executed.

             Years ago, a little girl, named Arion, watched as her father got executed in front of herself. That day, she realized, she had to be tough to survive.

               From that day on, she trained to be the best fighter there ever was. Skip ahead 13 years later, Arion has proven she is tough enough to be entered into a fight. It is then that all these memories of when her father was executed come flooding back to her.

                 Will she be able to prove that she is a warrior, or will she crumble under pressure?

 

Ok, just a plot so you guys know what's going on. I'll probably post the first chapter tomorrow. So, yeah. See y'all tomorrow ^^

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Prologue

                                          Prologue    

               The sound of swords hitting against each other rang out throughout the village. A warm summer's breeze blew through the village.

                    On the edge of a cliff, a small hut stood there. Inside a girl, about 7 or 8, was playing with a wooden ax. She also had a little plushie of a dragon, and she was hitting it with the ax. "D.IE YOU HORRIBLE BEAST!!" She screamed as she continued hitting the dragon.

                      Her father entered the room, where his daughter was playing. "Arion. What are you doing?" He asked. "I'm playing Viking warrior. Where I kill all the dragons." The girl named Arion said with a smile. "I'm making them pay for what they did to mommy," Arion said.

                      Arion's mother was killed by a dragon attack that happened in her village. Arion watched in horror, as the dragons tore her mother to shreds.

                       That fueled her hate for dragons. "You are far too young to be having these murderous intentions." Her father scolded. "But daddy, they need to pay for what they did for mommy," Arion said, her ocean blue eyes, sparkling with tears.

                         Her father looked down and brushed Arion's white hair out of her face. "You don't need to think about her death. Just remember that she loved you. And that she is still with you." Her father said.

                        Tears started to fall down Arion's face, but she wiped them away. Her father turned his head to look out the window.

                        "Honey. I have to.." He stopped. Arion looked at him worriedly. "I... have to go to a fight. These fights are dangerous. I may not come back. Whatever happens, don't come to the fight in case I lose. And if I do lose, leave this village, as fast as you can." Arion's father said, wrapping his daughter in a hug.

                        Her father didn't need to explain the fights to her. She had known about the fights and executions that took place. 

                        She hugged her father back. "If I'm not back by nightfall, leave right away." Her father said. He opened up the door and exited out of the cottage.

                         About 20 minutes after he had left, Arion snuck out of the cottage and headed to the arena, was the fight was taking place

                            She managed to hide amongst a crowd of burly Vikings. She watched her father and another Viking battled against each other.

                           Her father put up a valiant fight, before having his sword knocked out of his hands, which gave the opponent the opportunity, to slice his off.

                          Arion felt bile rise up her throat, as she watched her father's hand get chopped off.

                          The opponent knocked her father to the ground and put his sword on his throat, declaring victory.

                          Arion's eyes welled up with tears, as she knew, her father had lost.

                        The man in charge of the fights stepped up. "The winner! Argo Blodset." The crowd erupted in cheers.

                           "And now. Herlo Starston will be executed." He announced.

                           Two burly men took her father by the shoulder and placed him on a chopping block.

                           Arion's eyes widen. "No! God, no!" She shouted. A large man with a sharp ax and black clothing stepped up to her father.

                       Arion watched in horror, as the ax came down on her fathers head. "NOOOOOOOO!!!!" She wailed in horror. Tears streamed down her face, as she began to sob, meanwhile, the vikings in the crowd were cheering loudly.

                      Arion dropped the dragon doll she had brought and ran home, tears streaming down her face. That night, something snapped in Arion's mind. She was going to aveng her father. And nothing was going to stop her.

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Very interesting. I love it so far!

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Chapter One

                                               Chapter One

13 years later

 

                            Arion ran through a rock quarry that her village supplied. She climbed up a tower of rocks until she reached the top.

                            She stood on top of the pile of rocks, looking to both of her sides. Behind her, a tall and lean figure, wearing a black mask was standing behind her.

                         The figure reached behind it back and pulled out a long silver sword. The figure approached Arion, before Arion's shoulder twitched, and pulled out her ax.

                          She hit the figure's sword and gave a wicked smile. Before pushing the figure off the edge of the rock pile.

                        When Arion looked down, the figure was hanging onto a single piece of rock. "Um, hello! A little help would be nice!" The figure yelled although the mask made its voice muffled.

                        Arion reached down and pulled the figure up, and back onto the rock pile. As soon as the figure was up, it removed its black mask, revealing a boy with curly brown hair.

                       "That was way too close Arion." The boy said. "C'mon Kalem. You know I'd never let you die." Arion said, punching Kalem on the shoulder.

                         Kalem was a boy 21 years old or so. He had curly brown hair that constantly had branches or leaves tangled in them, he had dull gray eyes and tan skin.

                        Most time he often wears a black mask for reasons nobody knows.

                           Then there's Arion. No longer the 7-year-old girl anymore, she is now 21 years old. She still has her white hair, but it was styled in a short pixie cut, and she still had her ocean blue eyes. She now had a lean and muscular figure, because of all the physical activity she does.

                           "Yeah, but I just don't know with you sometimes," Kalem said. He bent down to look for his sword. "Where's my sword?" He wondered. He peeked over the edge, just in time to see his silver sword, fall into a lava pit.

                           He looked at Arion angrily. "You owe me a new sword," Kalem said. Arion giggled.

                          Kalem had been Arion's training buddy since she first started training to be a warrior. And they had developed a friendship over time.

                          "You know, someone's gonna notice you doing all this training and see you are tough enough to get into a fight," Kalem said, brushing the dirt off of his mask.

                           "Yeah, I want them to notice. I want to get entered in a fight. Maybe I can avenge my dad." Arion said. "You could lose you know," Kalem said, putting his mask back on.

                           "Thanks a lot, captain Bring-down," Arion said. "And where are you going?" Arion asked. "Going home. Duh. You coming?" Kalem asked.

                          "No, I'm going stay here and train some more," Arion said. Kalem shrugged and started to climb down the rock pile.