Warriors of Aehloise

Chapter 1

Note: The GIGALORD is a fictional character who breaks the fourth wall, and is not me. I am not responsible for anything he says. All of MY text will be in black. Every fictional character will be in a colour other than black.

In a universe with a broken timeline, earth is chaotic, yet peaceful. The year is technically 2003, but advanced technology also exists. Although it is basically the early 2000s, the year is actually 2567, because of the time shifts and resets caused by a god named the "GIGALORD". That god is me. In a small house somewhere in Florida, there lived a 12-year old boy named "Keiz Kazzlion". He lived with his father "Kexz Kazzlion", who worked as a scientist in a nearby laboratory called "ALT labs". Kexz experimented with hazardous materials, mainly radiation. Keiz had a happy life, having fake-fights with his best friend "Kurenvi Kadyre". They played with foam scythes, swords, and shields. They sometimes even "casted spells" on each other. These "spells" would just be a bunch of glitter or powder thrown in your eyes. But on his 13th birthday, everything changed.

On Keiz's birthday, he woke up to his father and his co-worker Daniel in his room, holding presents. Keiz got a shock, and yelped; "AUGHh!" Keiz quickly realized what was happening and said, "Oh, hey!".

"Happy birthday, K-Man!" Daniel said, as he handed Keiz a present. Kexz then handed Keiz a present after Daniel, then Keiz unwrapped Daniel's present. Keiz swiftly tore at the colourful paper, with gnomes on it, and saw 3 issues of his favourite comic series; "Post-Apocalyptic 'DUEDS'."

"Aw, YEAH!" Keiz exclaimed.

"How'd you know I wanted these?"

"I heard you talkin'" Daniel replied. Keiz then opened Kexz's present, and saw...A TRAFFIC CONE WITH JIM CHOLESTORAL'S SIGNATURE ON IT! Keiz wore traffic cones as hats, when he would "fight" with his friends, and Jim Cholestoral was the Author of "Post-Apocalyptic 'DUEDS'". This was a combination of two things that he loved, and under this, there was a "spellbook" written by "GOLFBALL GOOFMAN".

"Thanks so much, guys!" Keiz exclaimed, as he hugged his father, and high fived Daniel.

"Well, me and Daniel shall be going now." Kexz said.

"I will be experimenting with M-Meteors." Keiz's jovial expression instantly went away as he heard the word "Meteor". His mother was killed by a meteor strike only 3 years after he was born, and the thought of meteors plagued him when his father had to bear the news when he was 7.

I-I wish you luck, guys." Keiz replied sadly. Keiz was worried that he might lose his dad to a meteor, too. Daniel then reassured Keiz that this experiment would be "More awesome than depressing". Kexz and Daniel then walked out the door, as Keiz walked into his kitchen to pour himself a bowl of "GOLFBALL O'S" a cereal made by GOLFBALL GOOFMAN. Midway through eating this delicious meal, Keiz heard a knock at the door. He quickly ran into his room to put on his traffic cone, and ran toward the door. At the door, was his best friend Kurenvi Kadyre! He opened the door, and let her inside.

"GREETINGS MY FELLOW MAGE! YA READY TO BRAWL!?" Kurenvi yelled, with a cheerful expression.

"S-Sure, I just gotta have breakfast first." Keiz replied, with a very nervous smile. Keiz then returned to his kitchen, and finished his GOLFBALL O'S, while Kurenvi played with her fluffy, neon pink hair.

"Alright, I'm ready." Keiz said as he was dressed in his old, grey robe, that was slightly too big for him, and wielding his foam staff. His foam staff was shaped like a slender, bony arm, which had worn out due to age.

"Alright, then let's go to the park!" Kurenvi exclaimed as she dragged Keiz out the door. Keiz took his cloak off, and stood, menacingly.

The next part will continue in a flash game section. However, I have not yet created this section. Please wait until I do.

When Keiz and Kurenvi had launched into the air to attack, the neighbourhood bully, Kedu Kughe had knocked them both away. Kedu then hurried away, hoping nobody would catch him.

Woah, woah, woah! Who's this cool guy? because he's a cool guy. Uh, Jester, do you know?

THaTZ KeDuZ.

Yeah, I knew the whole time. Anyway, a young man named Kedu Kughe stands in his room. His room is in pretty bad condition, having ripped wallpaper and no windows. He also has a single matress to sleep on. On his matress is a mascot head from...something, and next to him is his katana, named the "Midnight Striker". Kedu, why don't you go downstairs and retrieve your computer?

Nah.

KEDU, YOU DO WHAT I SAY!!!!

Anyway, Kedu goes downstairs and into his living room. For some odd reason, his computer is not here. at least his drawing is still here, though.

Kedu goes back into his kitchen, and examines the strange paper-like object on his wall. He found this object a year ago, in his basement, being held by a strange skeleton in tattered greyish blue robes. But, something about this skeleton seemed off. Like Kedu was drawn towards it. Eh, who the Death's skull cares. This likely has no relevance whatsoever. Suddenly, he saw a hole get punched into the cheap, brittle wall of the crappy house he lives in. Also, he lives by himself, except for the times that the neighbourhood thugs break in to check up on him, and provide him with various objects, also when his posh, egotistical parents come to discipline him. Even though he never did anything entirely wrong. The only thing bad about him was his aggresive personality. The neighbourhood thugs were the closest family he had, but other than that, he raised himself. Back to the present, Kedu stayed calm as he had experienced this before. Suddenly, an eye peeked through the hole in the wall.

"Oh-ho, surry misterrrrr Keed. I wuz tryin' to get to lil' Margie Moore's houzzz...There'z a lotta antiquies in ther. Gunna sell dem fur a lotta moooolaahhhh...." The man on the other side said. This voice had belonged to one of the street thugs nearby. The "Margie Moore" that the thug was talking about was a little girl named Margaret Moore on the same street, who was born in the 1800s, but came across a strange coffin in her attic when she was 12. Once she jokingly opened the coffin lid, and climbed in, she had been put into stasis for hundreds of years. Nobody had dared to step into her house, as they feared the crazy-voodoo magic or some crap like that going on in the house, so everybody just abandoned the house, until about 20 years ago from the present (In this story.), when the street thugs began to rob the house. The thugs sold some of the precious antiques for "Moooolaahhhh....", but they kept the rest in their base to look more powerful and intimidating. Anyway, Kedu looked through the newly punched hole, and stared through.

"It's okay, dude. I already live in the worst house known to man. Seriously, the dumpster that those rats live in seems like a mansion to me." Kedu replied.

"Oh-ho-ho-ha, ma dudezbro, thatiez funni." The thug replied.

"Anyway, waz you doin' recently?"

"Nothing much, just the usual. Haven't been able to find much food recently."

"Dudebroz, that suckzzz..." The thug then walked away from the hole, and Kedu walked into his living room. His living room was just as horrible as the rest of the house, only having a table. Also it was home to one of the two windows in the house. Kedu then began to fall asleep.

Meanwhile, Kurenvi has arrived at her home. Her home was a gothic-looking-castle-mansion thingy, which had belonged to her family for generations. Kurenvi's family consisted of high-ranking necromancers, who were about as strong as Death's legion. In this "house", was a lot of vintage furniture and objects. Also, skulls were displayed almost everywhere. In the hallway? Skulls. In the bathroom? Skulls. In the living room? Skulls. In the basement? Skulls. In the- Okay, I think you get the point. These skulls were the skulls of Kurenvi's family's enemies, or deceased family members. Even one of the skulls belonged to Kurenvi's previous cat, Midnight. Kurenvi was thinking about displaying the skull of her current cat, Marrow, when he died. Kurenvi's dad, Keiren, had displayed most of these skulls, to annoy Kurenvi. Keiren could use his magic to teleport, so he would constantly re-arrange these skulls, just to get a reaction. Keiren was a tall old man, with depleting light grey hair. Keiren also had black eyes, which seemed soulless to look at. Every necromancer of a high level had these eyes. He wore a dark purple suit, with a metal pin shaped like a skull on the suit's pocket. Anyway, Kurenvi walked through the hallway, and was confronted by Keiren.

"Kurenvi, where have you been. I am furious. You are never to leave home again. Whether you like the skulls or not. That is your fault for being weak." Keiren scowled.

"I know how to tie a noose if you wish to kill yourself. I cannot imagine living with that hair, those eyes, and that awful suit! You look like you are going to perform for little babies who crap their pants every 10 seconds. Maybe you could hand them balloon animals while you're at it?" Kurenvi snapped back.

"GO TO THE DUNGEON RIGHT NOW." Keiren yelled.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt your practical jokes for the kids. I'll leave you be."

"GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

please keep it down, dude

Sorry. Ahem. Anyway, Kurenvi quickly opened the hatch to the dungeon, and hid.

Kurenvi looks and sees shelves with- Surprise Surprise! More skulls. Kurenvi had to teach herself to not get creeped out of these skulls, since there were so many in her home. Kurenvi bops a certain few of the skulls, and a door in the wall opens. Kurenvi then walks through.

Sorry, old man. I know what I'm doing. I know where you put that bomb.

Oh no, not this guy. This is Kerazz, probably one of my least favourite creations. Well technically he's the MEGALORD's creation, but I take the credit because I'm just superior to him. I'm superior to everyone! Kerazz is some nerd-guy who works at Alt Labs. Not in Kexz' location in Florida, he works at a different location in California. He kinda has to work there, since his dad is the CEO of Alt Labs. Alright, so, Kerazz is walking through a hallway. The green lights blind him since the rest of the room is pitch black. He deserves it, though. He eventually comes across to a door, which he taps his keycard on the keycard next to it. The door flings open, leading to a study. The room has one small desk, with tons of papers stacked on it. When I said "tons", I was joking. There's only a few. The rest are currently flooding this study. Kerazz kicks a stack of papers, hoping to find his desk chair. The desk chair was enveloped under this stack of papers, but he dented the back of it, with his metal boot. Style can have power sometimes, I guess. He takes an exceptionally tiny pencil out from his pocket, and sits down at his desk, after wheeling his chair over. He begins jotting down some notes on possible solutions on how to stop the meteor that will hit earth soon. He knows that at least some damage is inevitable, but mortal is not. Although he forgets to care for his experiments, he cares about his friends. He wouldn't know what he would do without them. Crazy Kurenvi, always rambling about death and injury. Creative Keiz, with his deep imagination. Smart Kerum, who has a love for math and skateboarding. And, Kyrr. Although he was very aggressive, he still cared about people, Kerazz thought. Right? Yeah, Kerazz isn't very accurate most of the time.

"Ugh, this is useless." Kerazz whined.

"I'll go to my computer room to analyze the specific details of this meteor."

Kerazz went to his computer room, which was a giant chamber with a giant monitor at the far end of the room. In front of that was an elevated platform for better viewing. Kerazz analyzed the specific details of the meteor, and noted them down. He tried to think of possible solutions to stop this meteor, but he couldn't. His computer had stated that the meteor contained radiation, which would make an even bigger impact. But, he got an idea. Since the meteor was going to hit Alt Labs site 03, the specific Alt Labs location where Kexz works, Kerazz could call Kexz to fire one of Alt Labs' most powerful and experimental weapons. The radiation cannon. The cannon would shoot a giant beam of radiation at the meteor, shattering it into bits. However, this weapon is very, very, VERY experimental. It has a high chance of combusting rather than actually working. Even if it does work, the bits of the meteor would scatter everywhere, filled with radiation. Kerazz thought that he could perhaps send some of the hazardous material workers to dispose of the pieces. Oh well, Kerazz thought. It's worth a shot!

In a park on a fairly windy day, a homeless boy miserably sits in the lush, green grass. His name is Ren. He named himself Ren, as he has been living in this park his entire life. Just recently, a young girl with neon pink hair donated him some clothes. Before that, he would sneak into clothing stores to take clothes for himself. But, when he was a baby, a kind old lady had saw a miserable looking baby in the park, and gave him a giant blanket. Before he had gotten any real clothes, Ren would just wrap the blanket around himself. Ren spent his time whistling, sitting on a tree stump, attracting various animals to him. Occasionally, he would go to the library to borrow books, and sometimes use the computers there. He met some people on a chat client, named "REALTRAFFICCONEZ", "SaddyLord", "B1N4RY6UY", "OBEYTHEGANG", "NineCandles[8]=", and "ALGEBROS1FAN1111". He found the person named "SaddyLord" rude, as they would constantly insult him and brag about their band called "The Saddies Rule All". "NineCandles" was very kind to Ren, and she claimed that she had even seen him in real life before. "OBEYTHEGANG" was a strange user, always talking about T-Shaped sunglasses. Today, Ren feels sad. More miserable than usual.

I hope one day I will find a home. I hope one day somebody will love me. I hope that a couple will adopt me one day. Ugh, what's the point. I've been alive for 16 years and not one person has noticed me. What's the point. I hate life.

Far away, a few hours later, it is currently night. An aggressive storm rampages near a sleek, modern two-story home in the middle of nowhere. Inside this home, lives an angsty 14-year-old boy named Kyrr Keigh. He has a rock band named "The Saddies Rule All", comprised of himself and two of his friends. His stage name was "Saddy Lord", and he nicknamed his other two friends "Pathetic". He enjoyed playing the drums and bass, listening to rock music, and being aggressive to everybody for no apparent reason. His parents couldn't even handle his aggression, as they quietly absconded from the house about a month ago. Kyrr was so invested in his band, that he still hasn't realised yet. He also enjoyed going on the internet and insulting random people. He enjoyed insulting one user named "WrenTheBird" the most. WrenTheBird had once said that he was homeless, and was contacting him through a computer in a library. Kyrr had found this fact EXTREMELY funny, so he would always tease WrenTheBird about it. Currently, Kyrr is sitting on his bed, aggressively jotting down lyrics for potential future songs. A few weeks ago he had asked his friends to come over to his house to come practice, but they weren't there yet. It was far too dangerous to go outside, because of the awful storm. The sky was as black as coal, and occasionally, the sky would flash green for a second. Kyrr decides to go downstairs, and turn the TV on as he cannot properly think of lyrics at the moment. Maybe something on TV will inspire him? He walks downstairs, and turns the TV on. As the TV turns on, the news begins to play.

"Hello everybody, this is John Chloride reporting live from downtown Mississippi, in the middle of this rampaging storm," The news reporter named "John Chloride" said.

"A raging storm has occurred almost all over America, with completely black skies, insanely powerful winds, heavy lightning, and the occasional green flash. You may be wondering why this is happening, well that's because of a meteor containing radiation that's about to hit. Well, that's it from me. An odd man in a brown trench coat and tophat is sending people to another planet in his clockwork-ship-thingy. Some of his 'team' may be near you, so look out for a copper spaceship in the sky! GOOD RIDDANCE EARTH! AHAHAHA!" John Chloride then threw his microphone to the ground, and ran off to the distance. The man he had previously mentioned was a man named "David Clockwork", a genius responsible for creating numerous marvellous inventions, using clockwork and steam. He had sent some friends of his to fly them away from earth, to a "secret planet", that they would conquer. Things were not looking hopeful for anybody. Kyrr turned off his TV, and threw his remote on the ground, shattering it into pieces.

WHAT. THE. HELL!!!!!!

Meanwhile, in Florida, little Margaret Moore is sobbing on her bed, unable to handle the street thugs ruining her life. She wishes that she can take her antiques back, but she is too afraid. She is afraid that the street thugs will brutally assault her, and leave her rotting corpse in their collection as if she's one of their countless stolen items. She cannot do anything right now, but weep. She tries to move, but she can't. Slowly, she begins to stop weeping. But then, she aggressively grasps her glasses, shattering them into pieces. She screams, then starts to weep again. She gets up off her bed, runs to the far side of the room, and headbutts the wall, with as much force as she can. She only drew a few drops of blood, so she decided she wanted more. She opened her window, ran to the other side of the room, and jumped out. Since she was on the second floor of the house, she had taken quite the beating. She began to feel faint, as she saw her blood spill out. She managed to mutter some last few words before she died.

I should've done this earlier, hehe......

Some time later, the meteor is extremely close to the ground. Since everybody still on earth are freaking out about this, they have gone home to reunite with their families one last time. The sky is a mix of orange and gold, due to the heat and radiation of the meteor, and its effect on the atmosphere. A reddish-orange glow has covered almost everything on earth now. Since everybody has absconded from the public, public spaces are empty. A boy named Kerum Kyt slowly walks into the local skatepark, with his skateboard under his arm. He would ride one last time before everything is blown up by the meteor.

Kerum puts his skateboard on the ground, and begins to skate. He trips off the skateboard, grazing his knee. As he looks at his grazed kneecap, he sees something...strange... His kneecap begins to warp, like the water in a pool. He begins to feel faint, then he looks behind himself. He saw something in the sky. It was a grey sphere surrounded with an aura that flashed green and yellowish-orange, heading toward Alt Labs.

I heard somebody say that this could be called the final sunset, due to the orange glow over everything. Maybe this is...The final sunset?