Sunday, November 28, 2010

What started it all!

As you may not know, King Hrothgar had called me to the land of the Danes because monsters were terrorizing the country, and my name had gotten around to him that I could defeat those evil things and save the kingdom and let them know that they will be safe!
I got word about Grendel and I knew that my time had arrived. I was very anxious but yet excited because Grendel had been messing around and torturing these innocent people way to long and he deserved to be gone away with. I took fourteen of my best, most bravest, and courageous men to the Heorot Hall. Those guys had a heart, even though those men knew that they were putting there life’s at sake, they still went, because they knew that once that terrible monster was destroyed it shall leave the kingdom at peace and a safe environment.
Grendel entered the Heorot Hall and was ready to fight, and what he didn’t know, is that so are we! It was a hard, gory, and long battle. Nothing we could find or do would kill him, it was as if he was invincible in some kind of way? None of my men’s swords could tear through his hard and evil skin which led to Grendel having the advantage to kill several of my men, in which we had expected. It was an everlasting battle it seemed, nothing could dare to destroy him until I got that one chance. I had just enough time to grab him and tear off his arm. Ohhhhhh was it so delightful to know that I had defeated my first monster and I had the arm of it to?! Now let it be known that I shall not be defeated and no one should try to cross my boundaries because I am the strongest, most courageous, bravest, and most of all indestructible, man of them all!

Heorot is destroyed.....

King Hrothgar decided to throw me a party for killing that horrid, physco, demented, monster that put our country through such horrific times. We were having a glorious time at the Herot Hall until that monster, that monster that was here for revenge, came about.
It was Grendel’s mother, she was yearning to get back at me for killing her son, and this was her plan to make me regret for doing such a thing to her (what she thought) wonderful son.
Before I  knew it, Heorot was destroyed, the wonderful wood designs were no longer about, they were burnt to crisp and spread throughout, smoke was everywhere, and everything was one big blur. I defiantly did NOT like what I saw, and surely the people didn’t either. And not only that, that loser decided to kill not only a warrior, but Aeschere, my most confided warrior at that and King Hrothgar’s closet advisor. Therefore, that was two very big boundary line she had crossed and that made me want revenge on her. She had no business doing that to us, even though she did have a frenzy of grief and rage, that still should not have gave her the advantage to do such thing to us, and she shall repay.
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She thought that was revenge.....ohhhhh, just wait!

Everyone was devastated, and Hrothgar and I are still in shock, but some-what nervous about what we are about to get ourselves into. Hrothgar, my men, and I are headed out to Grendel’s mother’s lair. It is for sure a one-of-a-kind place, with its deep water and dark visuals. I can only wonder how many people have tried to enter this place, but yet not to get through. And I and my warriors are going to enter this place with ease and kill this monster.
As soon as we entered the water, the battle had awoken. I am not going to deny, that this battle was not as easy as I had planned. Let’s just say that at the beginning of the fight, I did not think I was going to win, she actually had me down for a second. All I could think about was my whole goal. That goal was to be the hero of Heorot and let the people know that I can overcome any one in the path and that if they shall dare to step over that line, they will be destroyed, and that is what I will do. (I will lead up to my word.)
I then remembered the sword, it was humongous and was very powerful, any regular man would not even be able to lift it. I took that sword and with all my might decapitated her with it, for another extravagant victory.