You can probably tell what the stories about, hope you enjoy it!

The Norse land, a kingdom that was once strong and sturdy, they lived of barely anything and became strong because of it.  Now the Norse kingdom has crumbled away.  All that is left are small tribes that fight between each other for food and wood and ore.  But now there is a change in Eden the three other tribes are gathering armies and readying there defences, the Norse, cannot.  When a young boy hears this he prays to the heavens for the Gods to help, far into space past time and space, a god is borne.

 

 

That was just the intro, chapter one will be out soon.

 

Chapter 1

Ivor jumped out of bed and drew his knife as the hovel shock violently, he stood there quietly waiting, nothing.  He wrapped himself in a cloth and stepped outside.  The wind was strong and he had to hold onto the fence to stop being blown away.  Floating in the air before him was a man, he wore standard Norse armour and had a long black cloak, also in his right hand was a large silver hammer that glowed green.

"You have called me mortal, state your reason." said the man, his voice booming.

" I....I.... well the Norse are.....well weaker than ever before and the other tribes are attacking and we don't HAVE ANY DEFENCES AND WE CAN'T BEAT THEM SO So...so....." his voice trailed of as he realised that he was screaming at a God, he stopped and bowed his head.

"Hmm I see." then the God flew into the centre of the village and sent a chilling wind through the buildings which woke all creatures, soon the crowds gathered and the God boomed "Norse, you have weakened and faded, now I have come to save you, I shall unite the Norse tribes so that you fight under one banner, you will defeat your enemies if you worship me I can restore you to your former glory!!!"   There was silence, then the Norse people started to cheer and clapped, soon there were stamping there feet and shouting.  The god motion and the crowd fell silent.  He felt the power of belief rushing through him, he gestured to the back of the vilage as he then carved out a hill which rose out of the ground, then he flew to the hill and spunned round once, rocks from all over flew over to eventually form a miniture stonehendge with a round stone ith the middle where a ray of light shone down.

" You shall worship me here!" some villagers ran forward and began to worship him.  "I shall be known to you as Roran" and as he said this his name and prayers were carved into the stone. "Also builders you shall build be this." Roran opened his mouth and smoke billowed out, then the smoke took the shape of an alter.  "I will go into the mountains, for I have business to attend, I will be back at dawn, a shall expect that alter to be complete." And with that the god flew of the the icy mountains.

Hope you liked it, in the next chapter there will be the japenese, greek and aztec Gods if anyone has any ideas for them i'd be happy to include them in the story.

 

 

very keep it cumin

As the villagers worked hard through the night they saw large flashes from the mountains, some stopped an stared but then where reminded about what Roran said.

Roran was zooming over the mountain range untill he found the crater, he smiled to himself and did a hawk dive down in to the crater,  he looked around carefully, then he say them, three rocks shape like creatures, as he approached the rocks the mist in the crater seemed to swell up then vanish, but Roran felt this was no natural mist and quickly brought out his hammer, a blue pulse of energy appeared then took the shape of a woman.

"I am Celestia, Goddesses of the Greeks and Ocean, you have come at a hard time Norse one." She had long blonde hair and wore a silk blue dress and had bare feet, she also carried no weapons. Then a burst of flames and a man stepped forward, he had a belt made of skulls and bones, his armour was black and his red cloak glowed flowed in the wind, his hair was brown and his skin was tanned and is eyes were red.

"I am Mazatar, God of the Aztecs and fire, there is a war coming and you are not ready." he said in a mocking tone.

Roran was about to speak but a large bird suddenly landed beside him, it then changed into a tall man who looked japenese, he had long black hair and wore purple robes.  He also carried a japenese traditional katana on his back.

"Not now Mazatar, Roran must choose a creature," he said.  Roran turned and said,

"and who are you?"  The man smiled.

"I am Queru, God of the Japenese and the sky, you must choose a creature now, hurry."

"There rocks,"said Roran but as he looked more closer the rocks seemed more real looking, there eyes seemed to show live and colour started to flow into them, soon they were three baby creatures,  the first was a tortoise, it looked happy and stupid, Roran didn't want this, that left the lion or the wolf, he looked into the lions mind, it was an all rounder ok at everything.  When he looked into the wolves mind it showed a master of pure agression and very quick and fast.  " I choose the wolf, I name him Artic."  The wolf stepped forward and howled, then the other creatures faded back into stone.  "Why are you preparing for war?" asked Roran.

"The Gauntlets,"said Celestia

What are the Gauntlets?" asked Roran

"The Gauntlets are to gloves that grant the wearer power over all the other races and the world," said Queru " of course all of us want them but we can't,   all of us are searching but it could be anywere, so it makes sense that we should fight first so that the victor has the world to himself to look.

"Imagine the power you would have with that Gauntlet." said Mazatar wistfully.

"Or imagine what a peacful happy place the world could be," said Celestia.  Mazatar looked sickly over at Celestia an then burst into flames and vanished.  Celestia looked over at Roran and smiled as she twirled round in the air into nothing.

" bye Roran," said Queru and then he turned and changed into an eagle and flew of.  Roran looked at Artic, then he said 

"head down to the village, and suprise the men I'll look around the land.

 

Chapter 3 will be out soon , hope you like it, next chapter there will be some fighting.

 

 

 

 

Roran scanned the land and found 5 other tribes, he arrived back at midday and went to the new alter, he smiled and said he was pleased with the builders and that they should have a day off.  Artic still hadn't got back yet.  As Artic ran back over the land, he encountered a group of warriors they belonged to a defferent tribe, they screamed and bowed, then fled.  Artic who was new to the world didn't know what to make of the men, he considered chasing but then choose to do what his master said.  Then that night a large group of migrating Norse appereared outside the village. A brave man walked up and spoke.

"Please oh great one, we have seen your powerful creature and know we can see how you have helped this village, please great one, we will serve and worship you.  There was a huge whirl of wind and Roran appeared in front of the migrants,

"Enter now mortals, you have been accepted!"  said Roran  calmly, again he felt the power of belief flooding into him as the people knelt towards him, then they ran into the city.

The next day Roran split the knew people up, giving each person a job, then he assigned the builders a task, he wanted the people to have more houses and a creture pen for Artic, then he also made a black ring around the village, he said once the other takes were complete thet should begin to build a wall.  The reason Roran was working his villagers so hard was because he never imagined himself as a god who tried to impress to gain victory, so to make himself feel strong and above and he worked them hard.

For the whole day he tried to teach Artic how to cast miracles, he managed to learn water but when it came to healing to he would rather mess around with his knew skills, he wondered round throwing water mircales everywhere, Roran was getting angry, he was trying to cool down when !SLAM! a mass of freezing cold water slammed into him.  Then Roran welled out in rage and montioned towards the creature, he was planning to use tenicinetic powers to clonk Artic on the head but instead a long silver ray of energy shot from his hand and wrapped around Artics neck, at first Artic panicked but when he realised it was not stopping him from breathing he relaxed a bit, Roran experimented by pulling it, Artic moved gently towards Roran, the god smiled.

The small town was becoming bigger, the large walls were up and another tribe had migrated, Roran rewarded his people by laying down the foundations for a tavern and casting a spell which filled the storehouses up with food.  Artic had learnt to heal and cast water.  Roran was feeling more powerful than ever, but also he had a weird feeling about today.  On the very other side of the island just as the sun rose, there was a blinding blue flash of light, the wind seemed to be sucked in to one point then shot back out again. 

A huge portal had opened.

Artic howled and Roran drew his hammer and turned and with blinding speed shot over a mountain and throught the vally towards the portal, what he saw shocked him, hundred of greeks,  walked out followed by a large army wearing golden armour, they stood, waiting untill they started to march forward in complete unison.  Roran started to move closer but he couldn'nt.  He tried flying above but know matter how high he went he could get above the field.  Then he knew, another god, Celestia and her followers.

"How is this possible, Celestia the peacful one." said Roran to himself.  He sent out his mind which could get through the field and yes, he found Celestia and a Cow, a huge female golden cow, she was happy and dance with the villagers and made them love her.  Roran then shot back to his village. He flew up above it and roared, "THE GREEKS ARE HERE!!!" people looked up in shock, some woman started to cry and hold there children but the town remained quiet.  "Builders! Start the construction of barracks and archery ranges, I want archers on the walls by the end of the day, now peop..." a horn rang through the valleys, from three different directions came three different crowds of Norse.  The crowds stopped by the huge walls, Rorab gestured to the gates and they started to swing open. " Welcome, we are complete now, we are the Norse once again!" the people started to cheer and stamp and clap.  " WE GO TO WAR WHEN THE SUN RISES!!!"

 

Ok so no fighting but there will be in the next one, hope you liked it and I will take constructive critism, chapter four will be out shortly.

 

really very cant wait to read the next part

The Norse village was full of activity amd work.  The wasn't enough time to build houses so lots of people had set up camp in the streets, men patrolled on the walls and rookies trained hard in the barracks.  Roran called over Artic and sent out his magical leash.  The Roran rose up and saw the greek city.  It was growing quickly and it was beatiful.  As Roran watched he began to hear a beatiful singing and soft laughing, he could hear the greeks.  He glanced down to see the Norse looking up and listening and stop working.  He knew it was a tempting and luring spell.  Roran welled up with rage, the leash un Artic turned red and he howled,  Roran then channeled his rage into a miracle and called on the shield spell which wrapped the town in huge howling wind.  He yelled. "BACK TO WORK!  ALL OFF YOU!".  The Norse quickly awoke from there trance and hastily went back to there stations.  Roran then floated back to his temple.

Artic had been wandering the land for some time, when he stopped in one of the three valleys, at the other side was the large golden cow.  Artic approached slowly, then growled playfully, the cow just twitched slightly, then Artic tapped her on the back, this time she mooed as if annoyed,  then Artic nipped her on the neck,  the cow spun round and put her hoof on Artic chest and pushed slightly,  Artic went hurtling backwards.  His feet were still on the ground leaving massive trenches.  The Cow then bellowed at Artic then turned her back.  Artic regained his posture and then cast water which slammed into the back off the Cow.  It stopped and turned slowly, then began a healing miracle because the cold of the Norse land had already started to freeze the water on her.  Artic began to charge to get ready to stop the miracle and cause even more pain.  But then a flash of lightning crackled and a female voice tainted with anger said, " get away from Crystal".

 

Looks . I've only had a chance to look at the first chapter, but I'll be reading the rest later.