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King Arthur sat upon his throne rubbing his temples. The kingdom had just suffered from another fierce dragon raid and in return lost most of the livestock in the lower villages. Most of the houses had also been burnt down during the process. They needed a hero - and fast.
'Alright...send him in.' sighed the king. After considering it for more than an hour, King Arthur had finally decided that it was time to bring in another knight to slay the dragon which terrorised his kingdom.
'Are you sure you want to do this, Milord?' whispered Francis into the king's ear. 'We've already lost 10 of our best soldiers'
'What choice do we have? One more raid and the villages are done for!' spat Arthur in a lowered vioce.
'Send him in.' he then shouted.
The doors of the great hall opened and a young man was escorted in by two guards. He wore silver armour covering his right arm and chest, brown breeches and leather boots up to his knees. Under the chainmail on his torso was a deep red fabric which fanned out from the shoulders to form sleeves. Several straps held the fabric in place on his muscular arms. Brown gloves covered his hands and a heavy sword with a cobalt hilt sat tied to the belt on his waist. His eyes were bold and blue as the clear lake of the forest and his hair was sandy blond and messy.
The king got out of his chair to show respect. The appearance of this man surprised Arthur; he actually LOOKED like he could save them.
'Welcome, sir. We have--'
'Hey dude! What can I do for ya?' interrupted the man.
This rudeness caught Arthur off guard.
'Uh, we need your help.'
'Yeah?'
'We have a slight....dragon problem...' continued he. 'And we were hoping you could fix it'
A wide, child-like smile spread across the slayer's face.
'Sure thing, dude! That's a piece of cake!' he answered brightly. A spark of hope flickered inside King Arthur. With this attitude, he was pretty sure this man could do it. But the dragon in need of killing had already slaughtered almost all of the Country's best knights, including the king's son. He remained calm.
'Very well.I will have Kiku show you where to find the beast. My knights shall ride with you, but you must fight alone. Bring me the dragon's head, and you shall be rewarded.'
'Yes sir!' shouted the slayer.
'But first, I must have your name'
The slayer, who had turned to leave, looked at the king from over his shoulder.
'Alfred. Alfred F. Jones' he began walking in the direction of the doors again.
'Well then, Alfred F. Jones, do not fail me, or you shall have no home to return to.'
The great doors slammed shut.
'He sure does look worthy.' said Francis absentmindedly. The king agreed.
'He's the greatest in all the 5 kingdoms.' piped up Kiku, who had been illustrating a map during the meeting.
'Ja, he killed Salamander. You know, the dragon who burnt down half of King Roderich's castle.' stated Ludwig, who was one of the king's advisors and best fighters.
'Oh, so that's him? He's awfully young' replied Arthur.
'Indeed. He's onry 17.' said Kiku.
'My, that is young. He must have recieved excellent training then. So how many dragons has he killed?' asked Arthur.
'According to the record, 8' answered Francis.
'Then he's our man.'
'Alright...send him in.' sighed the king. After considering it for more than an hour, King Arthur had finally decided that it was time to bring in another knight to slay the dragon which terrorised his kingdom.
'Are you sure you want to do this, Milord?' whispered Francis into the king's ear. 'We've already lost 10 of our best soldiers'
'What choice do we have? One more raid and the villages are done for!' spat Arthur in a lowered vioce.
'Send him in.' he then shouted.
The doors of the great hall opened and a young man was escorted in by two guards. He wore silver armour covering his right arm and chest, brown breeches and leather boots up to his knees. Under the chainmail on his torso was a deep red fabric which fanned out from the shoulders to form sleeves. Several straps held the fabric in place on his muscular arms. Brown gloves covered his hands and a heavy sword with a cobalt hilt sat tied to the belt on his waist. His eyes were bold and blue as the clear lake of the forest and his hair was sandy blond and messy.
The king got out of his chair to show respect. The appearance of this man surprised Arthur; he actually LOOKED like he could save them.
'Welcome, sir. We have--'
'Hey dude! What can I do for ya?' interrupted the man.
This rudeness caught Arthur off guard.
'Uh, we need your help.'
'Yeah?'
'We have a slight....dragon problem...' continued he. 'And we were hoping you could fix it'
A wide, child-like smile spread across the slayer's face.
'Sure thing, dude! That's a piece of cake!' he answered brightly. A spark of hope flickered inside King Arthur. With this attitude, he was pretty sure this man could do it. But the dragon in need of killing had already slaughtered almost all of the Country's best knights, including the king's son. He remained calm.
'Very well.I will have Kiku show you where to find the beast. My knights shall ride with you, but you must fight alone. Bring me the dragon's head, and you shall be rewarded.'
'Yes sir!' shouted the slayer.
'But first, I must have your name'
The slayer, who had turned to leave, looked at the king from over his shoulder.
'Alfred. Alfred F. Jones' he began walking in the direction of the doors again.
'Well then, Alfred F. Jones, do not fail me, or you shall have no home to return to.'
The great doors slammed shut.
'He sure does look worthy.' said Francis absentmindedly. The king agreed.
'He's the greatest in all the 5 kingdoms.' piped up Kiku, who had been illustrating a map during the meeting.
'Ja, he killed Salamander. You know, the dragon who burnt down half of King Roderich's castle.' stated Ludwig, who was one of the king's advisors and best fighters.
'Oh, so that's him? He's awfully young' replied Arthur.
'Indeed. He's onry 17.' said Kiku.
'My, that is young. He must have recieved excellent training then. So how many dragons has he killed?' asked Arthur.
'According to the record, 8' answered Francis.
'Then he's our man.'
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I hope this lived up to your expectations as a first chapter...If you know me you'd know that I like to write my things with intros and chapters like a proper little book...
Lol I haven't even introduced you yet XD But you're in the next chapter I guarantee it. And also, if you're on of my ShizuoXReader fans, that's still going on as usual...until I finish it.
If you didn't already know
= America = Slayer
= England = King
= France = King's top adviser (PSH!)
= Germany = Head knight
= Japan = Random illustrator of maps guy
[link] part 2
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I don't own these guys
Picture belongs to
Lol I haven't even introduced you yet XD But you're in the next chapter I guarantee it. And also, if you're on of my ShizuoXReader fans, that's still going on as usual...until I finish it.
If you didn't already know
= America = Slayer
= England = King
= France = King's top adviser (PSH!)
= Germany = Head knight
= Japan = Random illustrator of maps guy
[link] part 2
--
I don't own these guys
Picture belongs to
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I dun know much about Hetalia...but I love dragons :3 So I shall enjoy this!