Deadeyedan42's fan fic thread. requests welcom!

[deadeyedan42]

Alright I'm going to make a thread for my fics kinda like Johnny139's. remember to request! :D

A single shot....


"It's to far Dan, you'll never hit it." " I recon I can hit that little bugger from here if I take ma time." Deadeye Dan was aiming for a small dummy target over 186 yards away. " You'll owe me watch if you miss." Braged Slyvarris, who couldn't shoot as far as Dan but could do a bit more damage than him. they stood silent for what seemed like an eternity. " Just relax Dan, that elf can't make you miss, not in a million years." Thought Deadeye. Then a shoot rang out, " HA! you missed! you get my shift for today!" "But I didn't shoot." They both looked up the hill and saw James Murphy, acomponeyed by over a thuosand bastatrons and gladatrons. "Kill 'em boys!" and so they begain to pour over the cliff, with there metal feet clanking agianst the cold hard rock.

"Git in ta formation men! we have componey! Slyvarris! git yur archers in front and pick off the ones with the claws!" " What about Murphy?" "I'll deal with him..." So the archers let off a volley after deadly volley, making the Gladatrons fall by the tens. On the other side of the mountain, Deadeye Dan was getting up to high ground, climbing what was known as the eagles nest. Any one could see as far as a mile if there eye sight was good, Dan's was perfect. Murphy was laghing madly shooting down the archers in large clusters. " Ey 17! wasn't Deadeye 'spouse to be round 'ere somwhere?" The soulborgs deep voice rang out clear as day, " I belive he was James, but my scanners can't find him any where." " That hog never did like to show him self..."

Back in the Eagles nest Dan scaped the land scape looking for Murphy. " Where's that son-of-a-worm rattle snake? There you are..." Deadeye loaded his winchester, and took aim, his world went silent, every thing stood still. " Bye-bye ugly." Then he fired, almost 200 yards away Murphy felt like he had been punched hard in the cheast. He looked down and saw blood. "You sneaky devil you." He quietly siad to himself then he fell, dead. He breathed his last breath and fell to the darkness.

please comment! :D

STORY LIST

Me, Acolarh, Jotun, The Sacread Band

I need your requests! so fire away! [and don't be shy]

[deadeyedan42]

Time for Crixus!

The Pit of Death


The hot sun baked down into the collasium, the once fine sand was stained with blood. Crixus, a gladiator, was fighting agianst one of the most feared beasts in Rome, the lion. " Come and get me you reject from Jupiter!" The lion roared almost louder than the crowd slowly crouching down. Then Crixus attacked, his mighty sword flowing swift and true, slicing the lion across the side.

In the stands the emporor, Nero ,whached not ammused. " This was supposed to be an exacution, not a exercise! Tell them to send Retaricus in!" just as he finnished talking, he looked down to see Crixus kill the lion and bring it over his head. Then Nero spoke and the crowd went silent, " Noble Crixus! you have killed every thing I have thown at you, lions, bears, but can you face one of your own!?" The crowds eye's where on Crixus, wiating for his answer. " I accept you cad!" the crowd cheered wildly, Nero just stood there, appauld. " Bring on Retaricus!" Then the gates opened showing the undefeated gladiator himself he cried out, " You will die Crixus!" " We shall see friend, we shall see." They slowly approached each other, trying to anticapate each other's next move.

Then Retaricus trew his net, missing by inches, "You'll have to do better than that to beat me!" Mocked Crixus, cuting the net open. Retaricus grolwed and threw himself at Crixus, jabbing out with his trident. They fell into a endless barrage of blows it went on for hours when Nero told his gaurds, "Send in more lions now! I want them killed before sunset!" Then as they both exchanged blows the lions came in and surrounded them both, they had to fight together in order to survive. then a lion pounced on Retaricus but befor they hit the ground, they where gone, little did the others know, they where in Vallhalla....

Please comment!

[johnny139]

Who's Cirux?

[deadeyedan42]

fixing...

[deadeyedan42]

It's time for the big beast himself!

Skellblade.

"He's coming!" At the trollsford swamp, a large figure came bounding though the river. It was Krug, and he had brought a army of minions to take out a out post conntrolled by Ullar's men. Morsebane hearing the commotion came out of his tent " What in Suduma's name is going on!?" a aruabien archer, started to speak when a minion decapatated him, not even paying attention to Morsebane.

Morsebane grabed his rod of negation and saw Krug. "That Beast must be stoped!" he cried out, but there was no one who could help, they where either dead or they had surrenderd. Befor the minions could put a hand on Morsbane Krug steped in. " YOU THINK YOU BE A GREAT WARRIOR BUT YOU FALL TO MY STREANGTH!" "I will not be killed without a fight you foul nave!" " IF THAT SO YOU AND ME FIGHT NOW! GRAB WEAPON YOU WANT AND YOU USE IT AGIANST ME!" Krug told the minions to form a circle and not to interfear. A minoin walked up to Morsebane and siad "Choose your waepon! A blunt sword, a hammer, or nothing?!" "I will fight with my staff heathen!" The minion spat on Morse banes feet an walked away.

They began to circle the ring, wiating for the other to make a false step. Then Krug attacked first, morsebane easly steped aside and made Krug miss " YOU FEEL SKELBALDE NOW AND DIE!" Morsebane shot magic at krug and deeply hurt him "RAAAAA!!!! YOU DIE NOW TRICKY ELF-MAN!" He swung his balde as fast as a bullet, hiting Morsebane in the cheast almost tearing his body away from his limbs. Then he used his weight to swing agian, this time he missed. Morsebane got up slowly he looked at his staff, shatterd, he gave up. He kneeled and put one finger up. then Krug asked his minions, " DID HE FIGHT GOOD?!!? OR SHOULD HE DIE?!" The minions cried out," Death! death!" Morsebane knew his time was up he waited for the final blow to land. Krug raised Skellblade above his head and let it fall. " THE ELF-MAN IS DEAD!" The minions cheered, execution wasn't sorrowful to them, it was a passtime....

please request! I need somthing to pass the time!

[johnny139]

Marcus and James Murphy.

Not in the same fic, though.

[deadeyedan42]

I'll start right now!

[deadeyedan42]

Time for Murphy!

Rawhide.

Guilty Mcreech and James Murphy where at each other's necks in the Broken Wheel saloon. " Git' 'ur ugly face out of my town you no good Rattle-snake before I shoot 'ur lights out!" " I'll have ma whip round ur thoat 'for ya can even blink!" The whole crowd was watching them yell back and forth, somtimes saying things that would get you strung up for in other states. "I think that I can settle this!" A voice came from the door of the bar, Rev. Johnson was making his way back from a house call when he heard the commotion. " There is no reason for the two of God's men to get in a fight such as this, now can you tell me what happend?" Guilty spoke up first, " Well Revernd, this 'ere bad apple is refusing to pay for 'is round. so I was called in and after he 'fused ta leave we got in ta this 'ole mess!" Murphy replied, " That ain't true! I was 'gittin up ta leave this place an' then Mcreech say's I can't leave 'till I'm sobor! I've been sobor for the last 'our now!" The revernd thought fr a second. " Well it seems that there is not enough evidence to make a trial, I belive that the two of you must forgive and repent for your wrongs." The saloon was silent for a while when Murphy spoke up. " I belive, that this is a waste 'o ma time! I'm leaving this pit!" then he turned around," but not with out givin a little present." Then he drew his pistol and aimed at Mcreech, then he fired Guilty closed his eye's but felt nothing, the revernd had dove in front of Guity just befor the bullet hit him, he laid dead on the floor, still clutching his bible and cross. When He looked up he found that Murphy had already left on the train for Minnisota.....

[deadeyedan42]

And now for Marcus!

A leader of Men. Pt.1

It was winter at the Forsaken waters, all was still, as Marcus led his IX roman legion to though the heavy, cold snow. " Come men! We have a long march to the Biller sea!" They where sent out by Einar to secure a outpost that was taken not a week before. The Cold wheather was taking it's toll, the roman's where not used to the cold condtions of Vallhalla, as It was usally warm in Rome. Acomponeing them, was Sparticus and Cirxus, two Gladiators that rebelled agiant the goverment.

Saparticus told Marcus, " I belive we should make camp, the snow is getting deeper by the second and we need to get some fires going." " With what? there is no wood left, as we used it all last time we stoped." "Then we should pitch our tents at least, that will warm use up." " Very well. MEN! HALT! WE ARE GOING TO MAKKE CAMP FOR THE NIGHT! THERE IS NO WOOD SO STAY IN YOUR ARMOR TONIGHT!" They all rushed to there wagon and started to pitch there tents.

In Marcus's tent Sparticus came in. " What is trobling you my freind? Your troop is proud of your accomplishments and follow you with out Quesstion." Marcus answerd gravly. Be cause I have not told them we have been followed." " What!? there is no one within a mile of us that is none sence!" " Look at this." He held up a small blade with markings on it. "Blade Gruts...." " Indeed." On the edge of camp a lone Leggonary was on whatch, then all of a sudden He cried out, "ORKS! ORKS! THEY ARE COMING! AND THEY HAVE GRIMNACK!" Marcus rushed to his feet, grabing his sword, Sparticus drew his and they met up with Cirxus. " They coming fast and they have numbers far greater than our own." His voice rang out of his helmet, deep and menicing. " Numbers do not win battles my friend!" Marcus replied. then he though to himself, "But they do help."

To be continued.

[player_of_volleyball]

wow these are pretty good. kepp um' coming!!!

[deathsaurx]

Pretty good!


I recommend using more descriptive language and better grammar but your plot is nice...

[deadeyedan42]

Thanks guys! I kinda rush, then proofeed but now I'll try and get some more description and better grammar. any requests?

[player_of_volleyball]

Thanks guys! I kinda rush, then proofeed but now I'll try and get some more description and better grammar. any requests?

someone that follows ullar plz

[deadeyedan42]

I'll do a Saylind storie tomarro, I'll be gone for most of the day though.

[Chimpy]

I like them. But I suggest you copy paste then from M. word. It would help with the spelling.

[deadeyedan42]

Your turn P.O.F!


A devistating loss. Pt. 1


A clam wind whisperd though the Forrgoten forest, one of the few places in Vallhalla that war had not touched. Saylind the kyrie warrior, and a few of Ullar's troops, where marching to Migols tomb. Among the troops where Slyvarris and his Aruabiens, The Venoc warlord with his troop, and the mighty Jotun, whose bent sword could kill a battalion of orks in one devistating swipe. The animals of the forest watched the strange invaders of there quiet haven, as they came to make camp for the night.

"Can you give me a hand Slyvarris?" Saylind asked, " Coming!" Slyvarris came and brought the tent pole out of Saylinds hands and raised it into place. Jotun, who's thundering voice would scare any one who was fighting him soil themselfs, took all the poles in one hand and stabbed the ground with them, making a perfect square. " ANY THING ELSE JOTUN HELP WITH?" " No thank you Jotun, I can handle the rest." Slyvarris looked jellesly at Jotun, trying not to let Saylind see. then they went back to work, and as soon as the darkness fell they all had there food and whent to bed.

In the middle of the night, slyvarris's keen elfen ears picked up a noise. "Isssss there a problem Sssssslyvarissssss?" The Venoc warlord asked, seeing the elf jump up from his sleep. " I heard a noise, I think it might be the animals though." " I Think that it issssss a little more dangeroussssssssss than that my friend!" Then slyvarris saw, the shadow of the intruders he got his bow and ran out of his tent, the Venoc right behind him. " Wake up! intruders! to arms! to arms!" But when they got to Saylinds tent, the relized that they where to late to warn her.
Her cot was in sheads, her staff was gone as well. They found a note that read,

If you wish to see the kyrie alive agian, you will surrender your weapons and leave your mission to the tomb. If you do refuse to any of our conditions she will be killed.
sighend, Khomset the Darklord.

I'll up date tomarrow, I need to slow down a bit! :D

[deadeyedan42]

I'll up-date Johnny's request now!

A Leader of men Pt.2


The blood-thirsty ork army charged into the Romans with devistating force, there large cutlasses tatterd the romans deep red shields as the attack raged on. Marcus ordered his archers to fire a volley at Grimnak as his giant T-rex ate a roman with one gut-renching crunch. The arrows found there mark as the beast fell on a gruop of unlucky orks.

On the other side of the field, Crixus and Sparticus where cutting though the orks like butter. " Go to Hades Demons!" Yelled Crixus, as he decapitated a swog-rider. " Crixus! we need to get back to the troop! we're being surrounded!" But he was to late, in one swift move, Tornak had stabed Crixus in the heart, killing him instantly. " I'll kill you for that you worm! you soul will burn as hot as the sun! and you inards will be torn out and fed to the dogs!" With that Tornak charged at Sparticus, but he did not expect somthing, a spear has on the ground with the tip pointed at Tornak's mount, as he passed Sparticus slamed his foot on the other end of the spear puting it at the perfect level to stab both the Dinosaur, and Tornak in one single movement.

At Marcus's sid eof the battle field, things where not going well, the last of his archers had been killed, and only a few leggionarys where left to defend there general. " Put your weapons down freinds, we have lost." His leagonarys putn there weapons down, and a badlt injored Grimnak limped up to Marcus. " You could have done better, mmuch better, if you had told your men of our presence." "What is he talking about my lord?" Marcus painfully turned to his men and siad, " I had the chance to warn you but I would not, we could have one but because of my arrogance we where defeated." The remaining men looked at him in disbelife, he had never cept somthing of such importance a secret before, he always alerted the troop. But he could not gather the steangth to tell them that they would die in a few days. Then a bloody Sparticus was brought befor them. "This guy killed Tornak! What should we do with 'em Grimnak?" [i] He looked over to see the gladiator, then his smile of victory vannished, a look of fear replaced it. Then the whole ork army looked in his direction and they saw every Samuri that Einar had summound, along with Giulty Mcreech and Hamotoro, where charging tward the orks with break neck speed they clashed with them and eventualy killed them all, but Grimnak had escaped. The legion had survived the deadly attack, but they lost more than Crixus, they lost there trust for Marcus....

THE END.

Your request is done now Johhny! any one else have requests? :D

[johnny139]

Not bad. A few tiffs, though...

- Why would Utgar be attacking Einar? They're allies.
- Grammar.
- Length.
- Wouldn't Hatamaro be a Samurai? :wink:

Overall, not bad though. Everyone, remember, these stories are NOT canon in my universe. Just informing all of you. Not canon.

[deadeyedan42]

Einar is netral so alliances can change, right now, I make Einar and Vydar Allies and Utgar is on his own. and you know who Ullar is allied with. As for leangth I'm a slow typer so most of my stories take a half hour to write, let alone make up. Grammer isn't my strong point so I'll try to be more cautios. and I just wanted to let you know that Hamotoro was in the group, if you read my Asien army thread you would understand why giulty was with them. :wink:

[johnny139]

Technically he's allied with Utgar.

But, hey, it's your canon. do whatever you want with it.

[deadeyedan42]

I thought that a ork attack would be better than a bunch of vikings and Kyrie attacking them, after all it was an ambush.

[johnny139]

True, true. Oh, may I ask, in your canon what happens when a soldier dies in Valhalla?

[deadeyedan42]

I would have to say that there spirt haunts Vallhalla untill there general brings them back or they just die and never return. :twisted: