Oh you see why later. I have a whole big twisty thing that's supposed to go on. Anyway, I'll post the third chapter. What do you mean I'm giving stuff about Khalen away right away. He becomes a mercenary for good reasons. I'm also gonna have to edit some other stuff I totally messed up on.

Chapter 3

I can remember the fear. I can remember everyone losing hope. Then I remember…

Khalen stood on the wall. The enemies seemed to rush towards the castle. A large amount of creatures broke off from the main army, almost two-thirds as big as the army that they already defeated, along with all of the Boar Riders. The rest of the gigantic army, which was at least 5 or 6 times the size of the original army, split off into different directions.

Khalen almost panicked. Where are they going!? Are they going to…

Then the moblin and bokoblin soldiers came. Khalen rushed back down; he was done seeing what was happening and went back down to join the rest of the Hylian army on the ground. There was more to be done here. Spearmen stood at the front of the group, waiting to stab into boar flesh as they charged into the group. The Boar Riders were only a short distance away, cloven hooves pounding ferociously on the ground, and the Hylian spears were hidden in the clouded dark of night.

Khalen started to see members among the army charging towards them whose eyes did not shine in the moonlight. In fact, their whole bodies shone dimly in the light, but not their eyes. Their heads were as skulls.
He turned his head to look behind him. “What are those skeletal creatures!?” he asked a soldier near him, fear in his voice.

“Those are the Skeleton Warriors,” he answered. “Stalfos. They are undead beings of evil. May the gods help us.”

He turned his head back and looked onward at the army. He prepared himself and raised up his sword, dripping with dark blood and rain. The boars were here.

Some crashed into the spears, some stopped after noticing them, others cut past them and charged into the soldiers, trampling them in the mud. Boar riders here and there who got through fell to the ground from axe blows, sword blows, and another fell with his boar, and the boar crushed a few of the hylian soldiers. The body of the boar slid towards Khalen, and he jumped backwards, dodging the mass of meat, sliding in the mud and falling to his knees.

He got up and ran forward to the oncoming boars. The boars that had stopped before the soldiers had already deflected or severed the tips of the spears and charged forward. The ones that were charging among the group were immediately stopped.

One boar charged at Khalen, and a sword from a soldier to his right cut one of the bokoblins off from his seat. Another bokoblin mounted on the boar wielding a club struck at Khalen. He dodged it and cut into the boars side, causing a big gash that spurted out blood. Khalen looked back at the fallen boar; the bokoblin was killed by another hylian. He turned back and went near the fore of the group. The army was still charging at them, drawing ever closer. A hylian commander gave a loud war cry, followed by the war cries of the rest of the army, and they charged into battle.

Khalen cut into the chest of the first bokoblin, and then deflected the blow of a Stalfos warrior. He cut at its leg, causing it to fall, but it still tried to slice at his exposed legs. He jumped over its strike, and stabbed into its skull. The Stalfos moved no more. He blocked the axe of a moblin, but the moblin pulled his axe and caused Khalen’s hylian shield to be pulled down, leaving Khalen’s chest open to attack. He stopped a falchion blow with his sword, and let his sword fly down to his opponent’s ankle. One enemy down for now. He tried to stab the axe-wielding moblin. His enemy deflected it, but was subsequently stabbed by a nearby hylian soldier. Khalen turned his attention over to a nearby enemy. He didn’t notice if they were moblin or bokoblin anymore. Just targets to be killed, to be destroyed.

He blocked a mace blow to his right. He cut at the monster’s leg, but his strike was stopped by a wooden shield. His sword bit into the wood; it was stuck in the enemy shield for a moment. He blocked a mace blow, ripping his sword out of the wood and bringing the sword around his head for a strike to the neck of his enemy. His swipe was again blocked by his enemy. He bashed his shield face into his enemies shield, then faked an attack to the face, but instead brought his sword down to the hip. It clove into the bone, and Khalen drew his sword out.

A soldier to his left stabbed another monster in the foot, and then he blocked a powerful blow from the now wounded enemy. Khalen cut at the monsters neck while he was distracted, saving his comrade, and then heard a clanging noise behind him. It was apparent that a hylian sword was in the way of a black falchion strike aimed at him. His enemy was the Stalfos that he had previously been attacked by. He severed its boney arm, and the soldier who saved him cut into its ribs, boney splinters flying. The Stalfos fell again.

More creatures came from all around. As Khalen fought, he saw the pile of bones rise up back into the Stalfos he had fought and defeated twice now. He quickly clove the skull in two. Another soldier came from fighting and stepped on the skull, crushing it to dust.

“That’s the only way to keep them down!” He shouted past the banging and roaring of the battle, “Pass that message along!”

Khalen nodded his head, and continued the fighting. The moblins and bokoblins were mostly dead, and most of the army consisted of shining, boney Stalfos warriors and their big black scimitars and falchions. Their round and rusted metal shields blocked blows by many a hylian warrior. When one fell, another arose. It was then that he went to the nearest unoccupied soldier and told him to crush the skull by stomping on it when he fought a Stalfos, or it would never go down.

As soon as another was defeated near him, he told the soldier the same thing. Word passed throughout the army to destroy the skulls, and the Stalfos stopped rising.

A black sword came out of the black toward Khalen. He blocked it with his shield, and another hylian sword cut the Stalfos' ribs. The Stalfos flailed around as hylian soldiers surrounded it. One cut its leg, one cut through its arm, and Khalen cut through its pelvis. As it lay on the ground, Khalen walked up to his skull. With a scowl, he raised his foot up in the air above the skull, and stomped, crushing the skull into tiny pieces.

A great roaring cheer rose up throughout the hylian army, and Khalen’s legs collapsed to the wet, muddy grass, as he used his sword to support the rest of his body from falling. He breathed heavily, and opened his eyes to look at the ground.

He saw a small diamond shaped pendant there where his eyes rested. It was connected to a chain. He followed the small chain with his eyes to the belt on the body of the Darknut he had defeated. He was back in the same place where he fought him. He looked around, the clouds were still around, and it was still raining, but the sunlight could be dimly seen rising up on the horizon. He looked back down at the pendant, but couldn’t tell what it was, as it was covered in mud. He took the pendant off of the dead Darknut commander’s belt and put it in a nearby puddle, washing off the dirt and mud. He rubbed it. Then he recognized it. It was a necklace with the symbol of his village on the pendant. Not just any necklace, but the necklace of Sheyla.

He jerked his head up and looked around, looked at the horizon, and saw the sun rising. The rain began to stop as anger welled up within him.

He was in his house. He put his sword down; it was still dark. He walked over to his dresser, and took out the pendant that was laid within. He looked at it, and shed a tear.

Sheyla…

That's the third chapter. Maybe I should just stop using the indent button because it seems to be screwing stuff up.
Anyway there is stuff at the beginning I'll probably be fixing now. So yeah. I'm not started writing the fourth chapter but I'll get on it soon.

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James Xyron, another dead user.

Perhaps there is something still alive...
somewhere beneath the decay.