The Eggstraordinary Adventure
By: Me. Sullykiller(Dedicated, Sully, whatever the hell else you want to call me)
Welcome to the World of Komor. It was just beginning to turn Winter in the world of Kong when it all began. Here we find our hero of the story, though he may not know that yet. He has just turned 16, his name, is Sully. Sully the Killer is what his friends like to call him, which is strange to him as he’s never killed anything before. He is a rather normal boy, attends a school, works when he can, but is usually cooped up in his home thinking to himself about how he really wished he lived a better life. He’d considered many things he could do to make his so far, dreary life somewhat better. He always came up with nothing. Maybe he’d right a book one day and left it at that.
He’s but a lowly peon in the Small and Not-So-Popularly Known Town of Kongregatorianation, or Kong for short. It is however, still known. What it is mostly known for is the astoundingly large eggs that it’s rare breed of Miniature Pygmy Chickens lay. They’ve been known to lay eggs three times their size, they’ve got no idea how it’s even possible, no one’s ever even seen it happen. The town is ran by their kind and caring leader, Eggy. For whatever reason, Eggy disappeared for a while, in that time, he lost all power he had over the kingdom politically, but everyone still strongly considered him their leader.
Deep in the bowels of the castle lay a Great Golden Egg. This egg, roughly the size of 5 miniature chickens was laid by a single Miniature Chicken. The chicken is said to have died in the process of laying the egg. The owner of the chicken had walked outside after hearing a horribly disgusting screech and sudden pop only to find the Golden Egg surrounded by a bunch of feathers. He quickly ran to the castle and presented the egg to Mayor Eggy. The Court Wizard, Josh, whom was quite called Magistry, or Magi burst into the room as the peasant was about to hand the egg to Eggy. “WAIT! Don’t touch the egg!” shouted Magi in quite an absurd sounding yelp. “Magi, what is wrong with you? Have you gone mad?” said Eggy, “No!, don’t touch the egg!” said Magistry out of breath. “I could feel the power radiating from it the moment it entered the castle!” He then proceeded to pull a book out of his robe, “Look, this passage on large golden objects. Here it states, that large golden objects, tend to hold great evil inside them. When they do they have a great magic surrounding them protecting the object from harm. Knowing this I feared for you touching it, as it may cause you harm.” Rather taken aback by this he looked at the Egg then back to his friend, Magistry. “Fine, if you believe this to be true then I suppose we should probably do something about the egg, have you any ideas?” Magi pondered in thought for a moment, he suggested the egg be kept in the deepest part of the dungeons and that they speak to no one about it. “Look here.” Magi then began pulling another book out from his robe, confusing the Mayor greatly as to wear he was keeping these books. “This here says that, the object will release what it is holding inside of it to only a great hero. Therefore, it can sit in the dungeon until some random great hero ends up down there and touches the egg, hatching it and releasing what is inside.” The Mayor mulled this idea over for a moment. “I’ll trust you to get the egg safely into the dungeon, Magi?” Of course, sir." responded Magi happily.
It had now been several months since Sully’s birthday and since the egg had been put into the dungeon. Nothing had happened in this time, just everyday life continued for everyone and time went on. Sully was in his room considering how he would do his life right if he were given the chance to start over. How he’d make sure he did everything correctly, and how he’d make no mistakes in this second time around. This is when he heard a blood curdling scream from somewhere in the distance. He jumped up and looked around his room in shock and confusion. "Where the hell did that come from? He thought to himself. Then he yet another, much closer this time than the last. Knowing something was wrong he moved towards his bed and dropped to the ground and reached under to grab his sword. He had always had a fascination with swords, they always just made him feel powerful, but mostly he thought they were really cool. Most peasants didn’t have swords, his dad had given him this one when he turned 15, knowing his fascination for swords. He told him to practice with it when he could, that it may come in handy someday, and only plan to really use it for your own protection. He pulled the sword out and unsheathed it, he looked the blade over, admiring every aspect of it, from the the tip where the blade came to a point and the broadness of the blade itself. His eyes then moved to the part in the steel where he had somehow managed to carve a word into the blade, “sullykiller”. Then he heard yet another scream, so close it could have been just a mere two homes down from his. He got so lost in the gleam of the blade he’d nearly forgotten what he’d pulled it out for. Quickly putting on the belt that was attached to the sheath he rushed out the door and headed towards where the screams had come from. He didn’t have to run very far to see one of the truly horrifying sights he had just been only hearing. His neighbor, Ashley looked directly at him, nothing but fear and pain in her eyes, and sword protruding from her abdomen. He watched as the sword was pulled from her body and she fell into a crumpled heap at the feet of the most gruesome looking creature he’d ever seen. It was a green scaly fiend, a large, beefy tail came out from behind him, he had a long head, that was plated with armor on the top and a mouth that was capable of fitting Sully’s entire head in it. His teeth were gnarly and looked sharp enough to tear his bones to shreds. The creature’s upper torso was plated with armor, along with the upper part of his legs. Exposing his reptilian abdomen. It looked almost like it was some sort of snake-like humanoid, like some kind of creature from a made up story that was told to children by their parents to scare them out of their wits a bit. Sully was in complete horror from seeing all this, and began to loosen his grip on the sword in his hand when the creature turned and looked directly at him. It began to laugh, something like a hiss as it saw the terror spread across the boy’s face. The laugh snapped Sully out of his daze, he then saw this monster for what it really was, a lowly pathetic snake who slithered out the wrong hole today. He just witnessed it brutally murder his neighbor and laugh about it. This filled him with anger beyond anything he’d ever felt before. He tightened his grip and began to walk toward his enemy.
The creature was a little stunned to say the least by the bravery of this little human. As they walked towards each other, the snake man hefted up his short sword and laid it to rest on his shoulder. They were about 20 feet apart when they both stopped. He looked at the boy, a shrimp like this he thought, no problem, kill him and then take that sword of his that seemed to be a bit longer than the current one he had been given by the leader of the raid on this kingdom. They looked at each other, nothing but hate for him shone in the boy’s eyes. He almost laughed at again as this amused him greatly, but chose to keep quiet. He lowered his sword to his side, still holding in the air. He saw the boy glance at his sword. The boy then turned the sword around in his hand so that the blade faced behind him. Confused by this gesture and getting rather annoyed by this long wait he went ahead and made the decision to attack the boy and get this over with. He took a step forward and began to charge. The boy began to charge with him at that very moment, neither making a sound as they hurtle towards one another. He raised his sword to swing on the boy, as he brought his sword down the boy raised his sword with phenomenal speed and caught him completely off guard, their swords met in the air with a loud clang of metal on metal, the strength from the boy’s swing knocked the sword clear out of the fiend’s hand sending it flying over his right shoulder. In nothing more than complete and total shock the Kobold looked over at the boys hands as they performed a mesmerizing dance upon the hilt of his sword, changing position allowing him to completely change direction of this swing downward into the Kobold’s shoulder. Leaving a deep vicious gash in the spot between his neck and his shoulder. He dropped to his knees, finished, completely at the mercy of this small human boy whom he’d drastically underestimated. Knowing he was done he looked to the boy and simply closed his eyes and took his final breath as he felt the sword run through his gut.
Sully glared into his eyes one last time before he pulled the sword from his gut to finally allow the creature to topple over onto the ground. He watched as it slowly drifted off into it’s eternal slumber preparing to face whatever came next for it. Sully reached down and picked up the creature sword and compared it to his. Steel, a bit more broad, not as sharp nor as long, but a much larger hilt on the sword, probably to better fit the larger hand of the creature. Thinking that it may come in handy later he decided to keep it, he sheathed his blade and held the creature’s in his left. Now knowing about what’s going on Sully turned and ran back , right into the kingdom. He got to the Gate of the Kingdom Walls and found them to blown to bits and inside he heard the shouts and yells of battle. He was just about to run in when he heard something behind him. Not knowing what it was he stayed still until he heard the distinct sound of the sword coming in on his left. He immediately ducked down to dodge the blow and he rolled out the way. He turned and stood back up to face just like his enemy before, except more armored and much larger, behind him was an army of them. Close to possibly a hundred of them. None of them moved, they just looked right at him. Sully raised his sword, the sword of the creature he’d slain not even 5 minutes ago. He could see a bit of shock spread across the faces of the small army behind what he took to be their leader. Then one from the group in what seemed to be anger screamed and charger at him. He prepared himself to for the oncoming onslaught, but as soon as the monster was in front of his leader, the larger one cut him down from the back. Doing this with never once taking his eyes off Sully. He raised his scaly hand and lifted a menacing finger and pointed to him then to himself. Indicating that he was to fight the boy and him alone.
The leader took a few more steps towards Sully. He placed his right hand on top of his left and held the sword directly in front of him. The leader began the combat dashing towards him and bringing his massive cleaver-like sword down Sully’s left. Quick to react Sully parried and was knocked back slightly by the brute force of the attack. He heard the creature give a slight laugh at this as he stepped back a bit, Sully took his chance, he took two steps forward and swung him. The leader raised his armor plated arm and deflected the attack. The audience of monsters let out a chorus of laughter at this making Sully even more infuriated. The monster and Sully then began swinging at each other, the sounds of the swords clashing and meeting in the air. The monster swung right and was parried then quickly dropped low and brought the sword back up from the ground catching Sully off-guard. Sully stepped back and lowered his sword into a horizontal line to block the incoming attack. The amount force and the weariness of the ongoing fight knocked the sword from his hand and sent it flying. He watched it land and turned back to see a large reptilian foot kick him in the chest. He was knocked backwards and lay in the dirt on his back. The thought that this was it crossed his mind. That it all ended this quickly. This fantasy life, the life he always dreamed of having, that now scared him more than he had imagined. One of fighting, excitement, adventure, all come to an end right here, right now. No, he couldn’t let that happen, he wasn’t going to let one ugly looking snake in steel ruin this for him. He could finally do good, have some fun and kick some ass and he wasn’t going let it end like this. Then massive cleaver came into his view, he saw it and instantly rolled to his right, coming up on one knee and unsheathing the sword on his left with his right hand. He swung the sword to his right, catching the armor plate at just the right point with his sword. He tore under the plate cut a large gash deep into the it’s left arm. Not his fighting arm, but he was getting somewhere now. He dashed left and grabbed the shorter sword that had been knocked from his hand earlier. He turned to face the creature. It looked almost… impressed? He came at Sully once again, moving too fast to ever have an opening for Sully to get into and land an attack. Then it happened, the creature’s arm crossed his body and swung from Sully’s right. Instead of using the sword in his right, he managed to get the sword in his left hand to reach over and clash with the cleaver, causing the monster to stumble backwards, unguarded. Taken much needed advantage of this moment Sully brought his sword up from below in a jab. He had noticed where the steel plates had been laid over one another, and that was the chink in the armor he’d been looking for. He brought the sword upwards jabbing it deep in between the overlaying steel plates directly where Sully knew his heart should be. He didn’t stop there though, he kept pushing until he felt the sword slip out the beast’s back. It let out an exasperated sigh and looked Sully in his eyes, nodded and died. He pulled out the sword and look to the army of them expecting them to charge and kill the one who just killed their leader. Instead they stared in disbelief at what had just occurred. Then they all turned and ran.
To be Continued! Maybe.