Chapter 1 - Rescue

     In children stories, the beast is slain by a brave warrior who is saving a young beautiful maiden. The pair live happily ever after. Sadly, during these horrible times of the Dark Ages, brave warriors are far and few between. Bandits and rapists pray on lone travelers in the forests and in the villages. They show no mercy and kill for fun.

     Our tale begins in a vast forest, known for its beasts, bandits, and monsters. With a tall brute looking figure looking at the sun. The figure stands about twelve feet tall, wearing heavy black armor covered in symbols from a world long forgotten. On its back is a massive sword, the blade is engraved with various markings, as is the handle. The blade itself is about ten feet, the handle two. From the back of the armor, a white tail extends out, staying stationary. The figures head is hidden under a helmet, even its eyes hidden behind colored glass, which was red and glowing.

    A few hours walk away in a village, a young woman sits on the steps to a cottage. Her blonde hair flowing with the wind as she waited. Her eyes were a deep blue, filled with excitement. She had been waiting for this day for years now, she was finally going to get to leave this god forsaken village and travel. Her father had asked a family friend to take her with him to a large city to sell some crops, but she was going to escape the first chance she could get. 

    "Alright Rose, Lets start out. If we leave any later we will have to camp in the middle of the forest." A man said to her, walking past. She quickly stood up and followed him, a broadsword on her hip. She looked around the village, happy to be rid of the place. As she walked, the wind blew her hair back. She was simply beautiful, everything about her was so. Her body was perfect, a magnificently portioned hourglass figure. She didn't think about her looks like normal women would, she thought about adventure.

    "I guess we wouldn't want that" She rolled her eyes as she spoke, her hand resting on the hilt of the swords handle as she walked. She didn't like her fathers friends, they all treated her like a slave. They were all 'old' fashioned. That's what her father said anyway. She shook her head at the thought, disgusted. 

     "Don't get snippy with me little miss" The man snapped back at her, walking up to a few horses and some oxen. He grabbed the oxens ropes and started to walk out of the village. Rose jumped on a horse and followed him. There were a few other men with them, all villagers. She knew most of them and most were alright. She was almost too anxious as she waited for the right moment to sneak away from the group. 

      After a few hours she had stopped looking for the moment. Starting to simply wish and wait for it to happen. Sadly, as the old saying goes, be careful what you wish for. The caravan of villagers had reached a thick part of the forest, having to divert from the path because of a fallen tree. As soon as they went off the path, an arrow whizzed by her head from behind, hitting her fathers friend in the back of the neck. She was speechless as she watched him fall down, faster than she thought someone would. The whole caravan went to hell, everyone screaming and running away.

    Rose led her horse towards the sun and rode fast. After a few seconds, she started to hear a few other horses behind her. She turned around to see bandits trailing her and gaining fast. While she was turned around, she didn't see a branch from a tree in front of her. As soon as she hit it she knew she was doomed. She fell right off the horse, which kept running, and hit the ground hard. The bandits started to laugh, going over to her.

    "She's a pretty one, huh boys?" The one who looked like the leader said, his eyes running over her again and again

    "That's for sure boss" Another one said, getting off of his horse. All of them were filthy

    "Can't wait till we get those clothes off " One said, chuckling loudly. 

    "Oh yea, We're gonna have fun with this one" The boss spoke, laughing loudly. 

   "Are you now?" A deep voice echoed throughout the forest, birds flying away after hearing it. All the bandits looked around, not scared at first.

    "Arthur, Give her that stuff we got from the scholar." The boss looked at the man that was off of his horse. "We wouldn't want her running away while we deal with whoever this is." The man nodded and reached into his saddlebag, pulling out a vial and putting it in his mouth. He walked over to Rose. She tried to hit him but he grabbed her fists and pinned her again the ground with one hand. He pulled the cork out of the vial.

    "If you don't drink this, I'll gut you like a fish" He looked down at her. She didn't know what else to do so she nodded, not thinking a lone man could handle 6 bandits. The man poured it into her mouth, making sure she swallowed it as well. He then proceeded to tie her up. Her body started to feel numb immediately. 

    "Alright brave fool. Time to die" The Leader said, hopping off of his horse. The rest of the bandits did so as well, drawing out their swords. A deep chuckle filled the forest. Heavy foot steps heard against the ground, the sound of metal hitting wood echoing. After a few seconds the sound stopped, causing the bandits to look around. Suddenly, a cry of pain comes from one of the bandits. It was the one that tied up Rose. His arm was gone, from the shoulder down it was simply gone. He collapsed after screaming for a few seconds, going into shock. By this time, all the bandits were starting to panic.

    "What the hell man?" One of them screamed, shaking in fear. Rose started to drift in and out of consciousness. Every time she would blackout and come to again another man would be laying on the ground. Finally it was down to just the leader, who was practically crying in fear. His body was shaking uncontrollably. She watched a heavily armored figure step out into the open. She couldn't hear anything though, her body completely numb now. The armored figure walked toward the leader of the bandits.

    "You cowards do nothing but prey on innocent people, just to make scrap. You make me sick" The figures deep voice boomed, a growling heard after it. The leader started to beg for his life, getting down onto his knees as the figure walked up and stood directly in front of him. With a swift swing of his arm, the figure had ripped the mans head clean off of his shoulders. throwing it into the woods.  The last thing Rose saw before she blacked out was the figure walking up to her, reaching towards her with bloody hands.
 

(Don't worry you perverts, the sex is coming))