The Demise of the Death Adder
Flare was running around outside being the regular, happy little child,
picking flowers for her mother. She was an Amazon raised just as her
mother was before her. She lived in a normal sized
village with many other Amazon families.
Her long, almost blue, dark hair flew behind her as Tyris made her way
through the village before she was late for dinner. Several adults waved
and smiled to her as she ran by. Her family was very well known through
several Amazon villages. Both her parents were
mighty worriers and had won many battles for the Sznakae tribe and kept
the land of Yuria safe.
She burst through the door to be welcomed by the fresh aroma of warm bread
and stew. Her father, Isaac Flare picked her up by the waist and held her
in a giant bar hug.
"Hi daddy! Look at what I brought for you and mommy!"
"Wow! Those are beautiful! Why don't we put them on the table for
everyone to see?" As Isaac herded Tyris over to the table to put down
the flowers and wait for dinner, Mariel Flare stood back and smiled. Life
was so good. The village was safe, there was plenty of
food, life couldn't be better.
Suddenly, a bell tolled, and took all attention away from whatever every
single person in the whole village was doing to getting to the meeting
house. I wonder whats going on? It must be extremely important for
the elders to ring it at this time of day... Mariel
thought to herself.
and Isaac jogged towards the meeting house along with every adult in the
village, despite Tyris protests. Tyris was sent back home, being told
that this was no time for arguments. She turned around, saddened to head
back to the house. She turned back to say something to her parents, but to
her horror, they were on the ground in a puddle of red liquid. Other
Amazons ran about looking for the source of the arrows and whatever
could be attacking them. Without
warning, a group fell to the ground, arrows sticking out of their backs.
Tyris screamed and ran into the nearest house. She sat in the corner with
her knees pulled up to her chest. Outside she could hear the screams of
others and people running about. Suddenly, there was a faint, crackling
sound. The house was on fire!
The smoke snaked its way through the door and found her in the corner.
Before Tyris knew it, the whole hut was filled with smoke and she didnt
know which way out was!
As she lost consciousness, she saw the outline of somebody pick her up and
carry her out of the hut.
*Ten years later*
Stupid fire! Why wont you just stay?
An 18 year old Tyris Flare sat before a small fire trying to warm her
hands before looking for more wood. She had to be careful though.
Especially with little elven thieves around. They stole magic every chance
they got. She stood slowly and turned around. She
jumped back in surprise as a shadowy figure stepped out of the bushes.
Who are you? What do you want?
Im just a lone traveler who would like some company for the
I dont care for perverts. Get out of my sight, Tyris retorted,
and walked past him to get wood. I said get lost!
The man ignored her. I heard that youre out to fight Death Adder.
Tyris stopped dead in her tracks. Nobody said his name out loud. The
name sounded like pure evil and sent shivers up peoples spines. He was
simply called the emperor.
Whats it to you? she asked, keeping her guard up in case it was a
I, also, am out for revenge. I ask that we may travel together. There
is safety in numbers and we may be able to work together. The
strange man lifted the hood of his cape to reveal a handsome face. His
blonde hair was long for a usual mans, but Tyris sensed this was no
ordinary man. His blue eyes pierced hers and he continued.
name is Stephen Battler. I am from the far plains and the Barbarians. My
mother was killed by Death Adder, as your parents were.
Tyris was still uneasy about this intruder. How do you know so much
about me? Besides, I work alone. She picked up some near by sticks and
dumped them into the fire.
Since Im going to be your partner, I made it my business to find out
as much about you as possible. And as of now, you dont work alone.
Hey, listen you. Who gave you the right to barge in here, tell me that
youve been stalking me, and then demand that you become my partner?!
She was getting frustrated with this guy, Stephen. Tyris
stood up and walked over to him, her hands on her hips.
First of all, I didnt barge in. This is the middle of the forest.
Second of all, I didnt demand that I be your partner. I TOLD you I
would be, he said calmly. Stephen brushed by Tyris and sat on a near by
log. So where are we headed tomorrow? he asked coolly as he
stretched out, trying to get comfortable.
Man, he knew how to frustrate Tyris. She was getting red in the face and
clenching her fists by the time he was done speaking. How could he be so
calm?! Tyris let out a long sigh of frustration. I am going to Turtle
Great. Ill go with you then. Stephen said as he rolled over to go
to sleep. Tyris let out a yell of frustration and gave up. She walked to
the opposite side of the fire and laid down and went to sleep, making sure
her magic pouch was safely tied to her side. Its not that she didnt
trust Stephen, she just didnt trust elves.
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Tyris awoke early the next morning and began packing her few belongings,
readying for the long journey ahead. She had been so exhausted from the
night before, she had forgotten about Stephen momentarily. She jumped when
she heard a voice behind her,
Good morning, Tyris. I have already prepared my belongings and I caught
something for breakfast. Stephen held up several fish to Tyris as
something of a peace offering. Shall we eat them now or wait for
Gah! Dont scare me like that! Cant you announce yourself like a
normal person?! she yelled, as she blushed and wiped off her hands on
her leather pants. Ill start the fire and we can eat them now for
breakfast. That sound okay?
Here. Theres no need for you to go collect wood, Stephen said. He
waved his hand over the small pile of sticks and a fire erupted.
eyes got as big as saucers as she asked, You know magic? I didnt
think that Barbarians had the ability to handle it!
Im not completely Barbarian. My father was Hylean. Thats where I
got the ability. Do you know the magic?
Yes, I do. I dont flaunt it as you do, though. I use it mostly for
battle, she replied wistfully.
You have a quick tongue, dont you? Always ready with a retort,
Stephen asked. As he roasted the fish calmly, he gave her a wink. Tyris
blushed fiercely. You arent as tough as you make yourself out to be,
And who says that youre not just a psychopathic guy
wondering around the country side waiting for a challenge?
Before Stephen had a chance to reply to Tyris sarcastic question, they
were ambushed by a band of Death Adders soldiers! Several were on
green dragon Bizarrians and began to spit fire towards the two travelers
while other soldiers came at them with
clubs, ready to bash them into pieces.
Tyris jumped up and grabbed her sword from her hip, ready to fight. But
before she had a chance to do anything, Stephen stood up and yelled,
Volcano Magic!! NOW!!! Streams of fire came from the sky and began
striking the evil soldiers with deadly accuracy.
stood still for a moment, trying to take in what she had just seen. Her
mouth hung open for a few moments in awe. That was amazing. She had never
seen magic like that before. The two green dragon Bazarrians had tried to
run off during the attack, but had gotten themselves stuck in a near by
bush by their reins. Tyris walked over, side stepping the crisp bodies,
and grabbed them. She turned around and looked at Stephen.
"Um, don't you think it's about time to get going? I think we can
skip breakfast for right now," she said nervously, not making eye
contact. "We can use these Bazarrians."
"You're welcome," Stephen said with a slight, knowing smile on
few hours later, the two traveling companions stopped for lunch. They
still hadn't brought up what had happened that morning. Stephen thought it
was about time.
"Don't you think it's a little odd how those soldiers knew exactly
where we were? I mean, we were in the middle of the forest, and about to
leave. And why would somebody think that two people were so much of a
threat that they would send that many soldiers? The pieces just don't fit
together! There's got to be a logical explanation for all this," he
suggested while he packed up his dishes and prepared to sit back and relax
for a moment. Tyris just looked at him out of the corner of her eye as she
packed her dishes also.
"Well considering the fact that YOU found ME in the middle of the
woods, they probably used the same tactics you did. But probably not as
nicely. Some innocent family back there probably had their throats slit
for the information," Tyris said with obvious contempt in her voice.
She still didn't seem to trust Stephen completely, even after that
morning. She pulled her long, almost unnatural looking black hair back
into a braid and stared into Stephen's blue eyes coldly. The way her dark
purple eyes contrasted to his blue ones was almost unsettling.
Stephen pretended not to hear the last part of what Tyris had said. She
was already angry, stressed and there was no point in arguing with her
over this. One of the things they definitely did not need right at this
moment was for them to be angry at each other. Stephen grabbed his cloak,
and took off his shirt to wash it in a near by stream. The sun was high in
the sky and the heat was almost unbearable, and there was no point in even
trying to get anything done.
Tyris was completely not prepared for that. Her eyes popped wide open when
she saw Stephen. In plain day light, she could tell that Stephen was no
ordinary man. He was tall, had very light blonde hair, piercing blue eyes,
and was very tan. Not to mention extremely muscular. Tyris noticed that
Stephen sat down and began to wash his shirt, paying no attention to what
Tyris was doing behind him. Tyris walked over and sat squatted down a few
feet away, and began washing a cloak of her own. Stephen looked at her out
of the corner of his eye, and went back to what he was doing. Tyris kept
acting as if she were washing her clothes, and then quickly splashed a bit
of water in Stephen's direction. He looked up quickly with a puzzled look
on his face as to what that might've come from. It didn't look like it was
from Tyris, because she was busy cleaning her things with no emotion on
her face what-so-ever.
When Stephen went back to washing, Tyris aimed another splash towards him,
this time with a little more water. This time she couldn't help but grin.
Stephen looked up more quickly this time, but just saw the same,
expressionless Tyris again. Even more puzzled, he went back to washing.
This time, Tyris almost soaked his arm, she splashed so much water at him.
She almost cracked, but kept her poker face when he looked again. But this
time when he looked back down, she couldn't hold it any longer. Stephen
just looked too funny when he couldn't figure out what had happened. She
burst out giggling uncontrollably, and had to put down her washing.
Stephen looked up, bewildered. It didn't take him long to figure out why
she was laughing.
"Oh! That the way you want to play it, eh? Well, I'll show you!"
he exclaimed as he threw a handful of water at Tyris.
"Hey! What was that for?" she asked, innocently. "You
realize now, that this means war!" she told him with a twinkle in her
"Bring it on, little girl! I'd like to see what you can do!"
"Alright then, but don't say I didn't warn ya!" Tyris told him
as she slowly turned her back on Stephen and slowly started to walk down
the shallow stream. What Stephen didn't know was what she was planning to
do, and that worried him. He knew that she was very unpredictable. He
tiptoed after her, trying not to make a sound. Just as he got within a few
feet of her, she quickly spun around and thrust her hands outward,
creating a giant splash with her magic.
Stephen was caught completely off guard and was thrown on his back,
completely soaked. He gasped from sudden cold of the water. He looked
through the water running down his face to see the figure of Tyris,
crouched down holding her stomach, laughing hysterically.
"Oh yeah?!? Well take this! Let's see how you like it!" Stephen
yelled as he jumped up and grabbed Tyris by the waist and laid her down in
the stream. Her screaming and kicking suddenly stopped as she took a deep
breath and gasped for air. The cold water came as a shock to her. Tyris
jumped up and started screaming again. She was about to create another
magic splash, when Stephen stopped her.
"Shhhh, be quiet. Do you hear that? That soft pounding noise? It
sounds like it's coming from that direction," he said, pointing to a
far off hill. A look of recognition crossed his face and he ran to their
things and started packing things up. "We've got to get out of here!
Hurry! Pack all of your things up! We can't leave a trace, or they'll be
able to follow us. Come on Tyris! This isn't a game! They're after us!
We've GOT to get out of here!"
"Stephen? What's wrong? How do you know that it's even them? For all
we know, it could be a band of traveling gypsies just passing
through!" Tyris stood off to the side her hands on her hips, watching
Stephen run about picking everything up.
"Do THEY look like peaceful gypsies to you?!?!" he yelled
pointing to the far hill which was now covered with men on horses and
Bizarrians, their war flags raised.
Tyris' eyes almost bugged at the sight. "Shit!" she cursed under
her breath. This wasn't just a small amount band of the 'emperor' s
minions. These warriors were the 'emperor's most trusted and advanced. She
could tell from their garments and the fact that they were riding Swivler
Bizarrians. Swivler Bizarrians are short green lizards with extremely long
tails. These tails have dangerously sharp orange blades running up both
sides. Swivlers rotate their bodies to smack their opponents with their
tails. Not a good thing to make angry.
Stephen jumped up on his Bizarrian and brought Tyris' Bizarrian to her.
"Jump on! We don't have much time! If we don't leave now, we won't
get out of here alive!" Tyris looked up at him with a determined look
in her eyes.
"I can't leave. Not just yet. I'm going to leave a little present for
them.." she said as she turned and put her back to Stephen. She cast
her arms up towards the sky, then slowly brought them down. She then
thrust her arms out forward. The whole time, Stephen was looking at the
quickly approaching army with great nervousness. He was getting paler by
"Um Tyris? Shouldn't we-" he started to say, but stopped when he
saw the intense look of concentration and pain on Tyris' face. A quick
blast of purple and blue light came from her hands and seemed to create a
wall of protection. But after a few seconds, it disappeared.
Suddenly, she collapsed to the ground.
"Tyris! Oh my god, Tyris!!" Stephen yelled as he jumped down
from his Bizarrian and picked her up. He gently put her on her Bizarrian
and started riding off in the opposite direction.
He looked back to see if the army was following them, but to his
amazement, they had stopped and were looking about in confusion. The
warriors of higher rank were shouting out orders to others, trying to
figure out where they had gone. They were just stopped in the middle of
the field as if they couldn't go on. Stephen didn't want to push his luck
any further, so he took the reins of the other Bizarrian and his own, and
Several hours later, after Stephen had taken them a fair distance away
from where they had stopped at midday, he made camp and waited patiently
for Tyris to regain consciousness. Throughout the whole night, he remained
by her side. He left only to gather more firewood and to relive himself.
Suddenly, she began to stir. She then groaned and rolled over, rubbing her
head. In a hoarse voice she asked,
"Where.. Where am I?" Stephen had been sitting on a log nearby
and was close to sleep, but when he heard Tyris' voice, he jumped up.
"You're awake! Finally! What did you do back there? It was amazing! I
"Could you stop yelling? My head is killing me. And I believe I asked
you a question first," Tyris said calmly.
"I think we're somewhere close to Turtle Village. You should really
warn me before you pass out next time, okay? You almost gave me a heart
attack! I thought you were dead!" he was starting to sound like an
over-protective parent. Tyris grinned, and sat up. "What? What's so
funny! We could've gotten killed back there! And all you did was put off a
fireworks display and pass out! I can't believe I even
" he started
pacing and muttering about how he got himself into this mess and whatnot.
Stephen was starting to sound way out of character to Tyris. Only a day
before, he was up tight and very proper. Now he was being very
melodramatic about one battle. As if on cue, Stephen cleared his throat
and regained his usual self-discipline. "So
Where do we head for
tomorrow?" Despite her efforts to contain herself, Tyris burst into
laughter. She couldn't stop laughing, and Stephen wasn't helping.
"What? What?? What'd I do? Tyris! Come on! Ahhhh!" he threw his
hands in the air and gave up when Tyris began rolling on the ground,
holding her stomach and laughing hysterically. "That's it! I am going
to sleep," he grumbled.
Tyris sat up and sighed while wiping away a single tear. She hadn't
laughed that hard in a very long time. She crawled over to where Stephen
was laying on his side, his back to her. She quickly leaned over, kissed
him on the cheek, and said simply,
"Thanks for caring." She then crawled over to her sleeping pad
and went to sleep. Stephen, meanwhile, laid awake with his eyes wide open.
'Wha- what? I- I.. Woah
Where'd that come from? I- Woah
nice...' he fell asleep with a half-grin on his face.
To be continued (maybe)