Heya, been a “little while”... you know how it is, life takes hold and tries to make you busy...
I do want to finish this story as best I can, then maybe even get into more stories.
Anyways, for now, let’s check back in with Athena!
Chapter 3: High Wall Lothric
Athena woke up in an unfamiliar room, this wasn’t the same as the shrine she had just been in? It was old, dusty, and lots of wooden planks. The walls were made of an old stone, and only a small window letting light in, not big enough for her to fit through.
“Where am I?” She said as she slowly got up with a killer headache.
“Ow... and what’s with the headache?”
She looked around, and saw on a small stone table under the window was a large stone bowl and what looked like the remnants of a bonfire.
“Well, I guess I can’t use that one...” she said patronizingly to herself.
She turned around and saw a large wooden door.
“I guess the only way is put that way! Maybe i’ll Be able to find out who put me in here!” She said triumphantly.
Athena quickly jumped to the wooden door and tried to push it open. After a few minutes, she had successfully opened the large heavy wooden door to the outside, though it took a lot, if not all of her Stamina.
“Alright, who’s the... pant...
one that... pant...
put me in there?” She tried to say, out of breath.
No one seemed to be around, though as she looked forward, she saw she was on top of a wall, on the outside of a castle. It was a seemingly bright and wonderful sight, although she didn’t know if the castle was made of friend or foe. Athena didn’t care though, as all she was looking for were souls and treasures!
“I bet that place is packed full of loot!” She thought to herself, looking at the massive castle in the center.
While in awe at the castle, she failed to notice stairs to her right leading down to the next ledge, and instead fell to the ledge over the drop off in front of her. She landed on her butt with a big crash, landing on a table and a few chairs.
“Ow... could this day be any more of mixed emotions?” She said in a winey voice.
As she was rubbing her head and standing up, she saw a bonfire directly in front of her.
“Score!” She said with a small fist pump.
She walked over to the bonfire and sat at it... but she couldn’t rest at it.
Athena looked at the fire. “Why can’t I feel the heat off of it?” She questioned.
Suddenly from her right, she was shot with an arrow from an undead that was hiding behind a stone wall. The shot sent her flying to the left, down some curved stairs, and into a group of Undead.
She looked up and said “um... hi?” Nervously, but the undead didn’t seem to care and pulled out their blades. Athena tried to get up, but the undead kept grabbing her and pushing her down, kicking her, and slashing her with their blades. They were relentless, ruthless, it was a massacre of one poor woman against a group of undead.
Finally, Athena let out a blood curtling scream, as she fell to the ground, the pain overtaking her senses. She began to fade to ashes, as her eyes slowly closed and she saw a red message appear before her. The message said:
Hey guys, hope you enjoyed Athena’s story! I know it was a long time coming, but we did it! I hope it lived up to your expectations! See you guys in the next one. Until then, enjoy yourselves!
Oh... you’re still here?
Alright alright, gimmie a quick bit...