The Reaver Saga part 1: The Quest Begins
Galloway woke up to find himself tied to a chair, facing three shadowy figures. To his side was two Valkyries, armed with a sword in one hand and a spear in the other. Galloway’s eyes darted around anxiously. “Where the hell am I?” he shouted.
“You are back in the Heaven World,” said one of the shadowy figures. “We understand that you now have the Soul Reaver bound to your arm. It is our intention to have it removed.”
“Really?” asked Galloway. “Then why am I tied to a chair?”
“I understand your anxiety,” said another figure, “but these things are delicate. That’s why we had the Valkyries retrieve you from the mortal realm while you were asleep. We also retrieved your armor, so you can change afterwards.”
“Okay…” said Galloway. He frantically began to move his fingers in various positions. “Well, I suppose I could…JUGGLING LIGHTS!”
Three lights danced over Galloway’s head, illuminating the whole room. Finally, Galloway could see the three shadowy figures: Kai, Odin, and Raiden.
“Damn it,” said Odin, “I told you we should have used the magic-draining ropes!”
“Shut up, okay?” said Raiden. “Now, we want the Reaver to be removed as quickly as possible. However…”
“I knew it!” said Galloway. “There’s always a catch, isn’t there? Okay, what’ll it be?”
“It’s just…” said Kai, “…we cannot remove the Reaver here.” Galloway would have fainted if he wasn’t tied to the chair.
“The Reaver, we believe, originated in an area called the ‘Dark Side of the Universe’,” said Odin. “It’s a virtually unknown sector of the multiverse. We can tell you of a few of the outlaying worlds, but beyond that, even we Gods do not know about what dwells there.”
“This is very dangerous,” said Raiden. “That is why we will require you to hire a Spirit Guide. We had the Valkyries go through your wallet while you were asleep, and we hired the best Spirit Guide we could afford. Now, get your armor on, go back to Earth and get your ship ready. Also bring along one other person of your choosing.” Galloway sighed, threw his armor on, and dissapeared in a flash of light.
Galloway ran to the Flying Bunker, only to find a bunch of suited thugs standing in front. “Mr. Galloway?” said one of the men.
“Yeah,” said Galloway. “What do you want?”
“We’re from the Federal Aviation Agency,” said the suited thug. “We’ve done some testing on your ‘Flying Bunker’, and until our results are conclusive, we cannot allow it to fly. Now, please leave.” He then pressed a button, and Galloway fell through a trap door and into the sewer.
After crawling through sludge for a while, Galloway went to the old hanger on the abandoned side of RPG Town. He pressed a few buttons, and one of the hanger doors opened.
“Damn it, Gallo,” said a voice, “what’s going on?” Galloway looked at Weiila, who looked like she had gone through a shell storm. Her hair was a mess, her clothes didn’t even remotely match, and her glasses were on crooked.
“Sorry to bother you,” said Galloway, “but we’re going on another little adventure.”
“Oh no!” said Weiila. “I’m not going at 12:30 in the morning on another hair-brained adventure to save the universe! I’m NOT a morning person!”
“Whatever,” said Galloway. “You’re the only one I’d trust with this mission. We have to go to the most dangerous part of the multiverse in order to get rid of the Soul Reaver.”
“So this is more of a personal mission?” snapped Weiila. “You woke up my whole damn family for this? Go by yourself already!”
“Weiila,” said Galloway, “if you don’t go with me, I’ll give Star…the pictures.”
Weiila’s half-closed eyes suddenly sprang open. “The pictures? No, anything but that!”
“If you don’t want your kitty to see them,” said Galloway, “then come with me. I have a ship in the back of the hanger. Let’s get going.” He then dragged Weiila into the hanger.
In the back was a large, grey ship. It looked a bit like two femurs slapped together, with spikes at the end of each one. “I bought this off some guy about a year ago,” said Galloway. “He was a lousy drunk, so I actually got a good deal.”
“Whatever,” said Weiila. “Just get me to a bed already.” Galloway sighed, then dragged her on board. Waiting on the man deck was a large crate, as well as a big crowbar. Galloway threw Weiila onto a nearby cot, then pulled some switches. With a tremendous roar, the ship lifted off, taking down the whole hanger with it.
THE END OF PART 1
Galloway: What adventures await us at the Dark Side of the Universe? Who knows? Then again, who cares?!