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“GO, GO, GO.” Kingsley shouted to the rest of the heroes. Like a finely tuned machine each member of the scruffy heroes sprang out of the darkness and darted forward towards the castle. The guards on top of the high walls that surrounded Farna castle were changing shifts allowing the heroes to attack without the risk of avoiding arrows directed towards them as well. The gate to the castle had being lowered to allow a fresh century of men into the castles courtyard. “We only a have a few minutes to get inside before they close the gate on us” Ron shouted as he ran close behind Kingsley.

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rdfs:comment	“GO, GO, GO.” Kingsley shouted to the rest of the heroes. Like a finely tuned machine each member of the scruffy heroes sprang out of the darkness and darted forward towards the castle. The guards on top of the high walls that surrounded Farna castle were changing shifts allowing the heroes to attack without the risk of avoiding arrows directed towards them as well. The gate to the castle had being lowered to allow a fresh century of men into the castles courtyard. “We only a have a few minutes to get inside before they close the gate on us” Ron shouted as he ran close behind Kingsley.
Previous	The Time Has Come
Series	Fable: The Axe and Scottman
Name	Scotts' Redemption
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Chapter	3(xsd:double)
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NEXT	Epilogue (FTAaS)
abstract	“GO, GO, GO.” Kingsley shouted to the rest of the heroes. Like a finely tuned machine each member of the scruffy heroes sprang out of the darkness and darted forward towards the castle. The guards on top of the high walls that surrounded Farna castle were changing shifts allowing the heroes to attack without the risk of avoiding arrows directed towards them as well. The gate to the castle had being lowered to allow a fresh century of men into the castles courtyard. “We only a have a few minutes to get inside before they close the gate on us” Ron shouted as he ran close behind Kingsley. “Hopefully that’s all we’ll need!” Kingsley shouted back leaping over a boulder as they ran. “Are you three ready?” Bishop, Ravi and Heid were following bringing up the rear. “Absolutely Kings. Diversion coming right up.” As the group approached the first hundred men they split up with lighting speed. Kingsley and Ron bounding off to the left. Leaving the remaining three heroes to hit the Century full on. “Let’s hope our three friends can entertain those hundreds of men while we slip inside the castle!” Kingsley said to Ron as they took cover behind some old castle equipment. “They will Kings. I just hope we can handle the other two hundred inside!” Ron didn’t look convinced. “Well at least you will be okay.” Kingsley forced a smile. “I know. I persist right? I was more worried about you.” Ron felt his card decks he had concealed all about his person as he did his will lines started to glow. “There is only one person who should be worried at the moment…My uncle. The time has come.” Kingsley gripped Ronald’s revenge he could feel the anger bubbling beneath the surface. “Here we go. Heid is on them.” The excited look on Ron’s face was almost sadistic. Heid lunged on the first of the men from behind. He used two curved blades at close quarters to cut the back of the men’s necks from behind. They didn’t even see it coming. Kingsley had seen Heid do this before. It would partially strike the spinal cords disabling the men but leaving them to scream in horrific pain and lead to a horrible slow death. Heid always said that he started battle this way to strike fear into the other enemies. The guards were alerted to his presence. They flocked on him like pigeons on old bread. The first man received what looked like a dislocated jaw courtesy of an elbow to the face. In the same arc another two men had their stomachs opened by Hied’s Curved blades. He jumped high next and doing a backward summersault hurled his blades downwards into the skulls of two other men. He landed behind the surge of men and removed his throwing stars. These little metal stars flew true and were razor sharp. Heid had once given one to Kingsley. He quickly released a steady and fast stream of stars. It was so quick you couldn’t even see the stars fly through the air just the men dropping mostly holding their necks. Heid stood up after a heap of guards had fallen. He then appeared to remove two small swords from the small of his back and hold them up high ready to take on the next foolish man. From the east of the battle came Ravi. The man jumped and twisted and as men came men fell at his feet. Ravi’s deadly kicks were killing men with single strikes. Kingsley could have sworn that Ravi kicked a man so hard in the face that his modified boot it had exploded the men’s head. Both Heid and Ravi were battling the men with everything they had. Blood and bodies were everywhere. The darkness of the night was filled now with the sounds of the battle. Screams and death in the air. Suddenly the night lit up. Bishop emerging from seemingly thin air cast a huge blanket of flame over an equally huge number of men many of which were unaware it was happening. The men who didn’t die instantly were rolling about contributing to the collective screams of the battle. Bishop launched himself using an assassins rush spell to the centre of the battle close to Heid and Ravi who were still fighting for their lives. Bishop took some hits from a few guards’ swords. He jumped back and cast a protective spell on himself and on his friends. “Should we go help them?” shouted Kingsley to Ron. “Something tells me they will be okay. We need to stick to the plan Kings.” Ron said rather maturely for the young mage. “Okay. Not yet.” Kingsley said waiting for the men closest to the gates to notice the distraction. He looked back over towards where Bishop was. He was starting to use a shock spell when suddenly an arrow hit him straight through the shoulder. Heid noticed straight away and got back to him immediately pulling the arrow out of him violently. That was when Ravi finally allowed his true self to emerge. The man very quickly in the sounds of battle and the moonlight started to warp. His body grew his hands morphed and within a few seconds there he was. The Balverine Screamed so loud that it rumbled the ground. Immediately after he started swiping his six inch claws at the guards. Sprays of blood could be seen in the air. As the Balverine attacked. The injured bishop stood up and used all his remaining will to cast a powerful spell around the whole battle. Those soldiers who had already fell were re-animated. Back from the dead a zombies now fighting for bishop and his comrades. “He’s okay! Look he used the raise the dead spell!! that will keep em busy” Ron shouted excitedly. “Look Ron they’re closing the Gate! Let’s GO!” Kingsley screamed. Kingsley and Ron Ran for the gate as it rose. They weren’t going quick enough. Kingsley picked up Ron and used his limited will ability to speed towards the gate. He jumped lifting them off the ground and flying through the air over the gate and into the castle courtyard with a crash. The two heroes picked them selves off the ground. Kingsley was suddenly aware of his surroundings. He remembered this place. It hadn’t changed. It looked the same; smelt the same even felt to him the same as it did when he was a child. I am almost enjoying being here….. Then he saw the Rockery. The rockery he had help build when he was a child with Reid. “Er….Kingsley….I’m sorry to disturb you but. Erm. I think we need to do something about them.” Kingsley snapped out of his day dream and looked towards the two hundred guards who filled the courtyard looking at Ron and Kingsley Puzzled. He decided to address the men. “Guards of Farna Castle. I am here to seek out the lord of this house and his dogsbody Sir Fredrick from wherever they are hiding” He cleared the crackle in his throat. “If you do not hand them over I am afraid you will all pay the ultimate price.” The men stood still. From beyond the courtyard high up in the lords chambers from the balcony came a voice shouting loud. “Oh….dear me….. The ultimate price? How dramatic. You see unfortunately boy. This is where your little adventure stops. The men you see in front of you are highly trained not just your run of the mill Farna guard.” Sir Fredrick’s will lines were glowing bright. “You will die now and we will watch.” From behind Sir Fredrick came Kingsley’s Uncle Marcus polishing his katana. He smirked and then shouted. “Hello Boy. You won’t get away this time.” Kingsley instantly was transported in his minds eye to his mothers and fathers bed chamber. They were stood by the fire. His father was hugging his mother. He turned towards Kingsley. “This is it my boy. It is time. Look at the fire. It will help you.” Kingsley looked at the fire. It was growing hotter larger then it ever had in these visions. It started to burn his skin. Kingsley screamed and awoke. He was back in the courtyard and his skin felt like it was on fire. But it wasn’t…. it was anger radiated around his whole body. “Nothing can help you now. Old man!” He shouted back to his uncle and his henchman. Kingsley without warning exploded towards the guards. Ronald’s revenge got its first blood of the day immediately three men chopped in half at the waist. A left handed fist hit another man in the face crushing the bones and leaving him blinded. Another arc of the axe removed the heads of another two guards. Whilst Ron immediately sprang to life throwing and casting spell cards on the guards. It was a battle of epic proportions. Body parts and blood was everywhere. Explosions from the impact of cards augmented with various spells filled the air with sound and light. The guards dropped one by one in a sea of red and screams. After a while Kingsley started to realise that the influx of guards was starting to calm down. He then felt the sting of a blade across his thigh. The pain of it made him drop to one knee. The small figure who gave him it wore a hood and was fast. Kingsley tried to counter only for the figure to plant a foot right in his throat. He hit the deck but managed to kick the figures legs out. He tried to reach the figure to strangle or maul them but they had already moved got up and were now coming back for more. They jumped up came down holding some sort of blade. Kingsley grabbed the blade with his hands. The blade cut his flesh the pain was intense but he wouldn’t let go. He had come too far to be killed by some little hooded guard. He picked them up while they were still gripping the sword. The figure let go and as they did fell right into his massive bear hug. He started to squeeze. He felt the air come out of the hooded figure. Who let some words go. “Please PLEASE! I am Heir to this house!” Kingsley dropped the hooded figure who was now gasping. He placed the blade of Ronald’s revenge against the figures throat. “Remove your hood NOW” he shouted the anger taking over. The hooded figure removed there hood. To reveal a beautiful woman with long dark hair and green eyes. “STOP! Kingsley STOP!” came the concerned screams from his Uncle Marcus still perched on his balcony. “THAT’S MY DAUGHTER PLEASE” he shouted with what Kingsley could have sworn was genuine concern. “ALL remaining guards stand down!” he shouted and immediately Ron was freed up from fighting. Kingsley almost cut the woman’s throat immediately just so Marcus could have a taste of what he had put him through when he was a child but he was intrigued. “WHY? Marcus. Why should I grant mercy to this woman? Your daughter. You offered no such mercy when you killed my mother, my father the rightful lord of this house and when you killed my sister.” He tightened his grip and could see the woman’s flesh start to bleed. She said something. “Your father was the rightful lord of this house?” Kingsley hardly heard it as he was solely focused on his nemesis. “Because….That woman….Is your sister Kingsley….Please Kingsley meet your sister Louisa.” Kingsley literally didn’t know what to do he dropped the axe in confusion. The hair….The eyes….She looks like mother. Ron Grabbed Louisa hard and held a dagger to her throat. “He’s lying Kingsley, He killed all your family remember.” Kingsley looked at the woman who looked as confused as he felt. “Come to the audience chamber. We can strike a deal. You give me my daughter back unharmed and I will do what ever you ask…..Please.” Ron whispered to Kingsley “What should we do?” “Find out what’s going on and then end it.”
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