Abode

Danes rowed to fresh lands

In man made creatures of wood

To plant flags of theirs

Angered native foes

Not willing to share their land

Fight with pride and will

Dark night lit by fire

Arrows piercing into ships

Yet Vikings prevail

Steel clashing on Steel

land cannot be shared by both

Blood upon the grass

Ghost

The warrior’s name was not known.  He fell as arrows pierced his back, his homeland was invaded by the forces from the lands north.  They knew that eventually they would be up next, it was the mongol empire.  They were trying to conquer the world in the name of their ruler.  Now Japan was next, with only 100 samurai to defend the first island.

The warrior was awoken in chains he had survived but was now in the hands of the enemies.  The Mongols were walking the survivors up the beach to imprison them in camps.  As they slowly arrived at their destination they were shot at by cannons.  Our warrior was able to take advantage and escape jumping into a nearby bush passing out.  He was woken up by another samurai, which was odd since they had all been slain or imprisoned.  It turns out that reinforcements had arrived and were the ones who had shot the cannons.  Our warrior is presented with a choice, grab a sword and continue fighting or leave and get to safety on mainland Japan.  Mongol warriors are piling on the beach as they are slain swiftly by a dead samurai back from the grave

DOOMSDAY

The doctor had not been the same since the accident.  His family and him were brought in as for an experiment held by the king’s nobles, they were promised wealth, longevity, and health.  In reality the doctor and his family were nothing but mere lab rats.  In the end there was no wealth, longevity, health, and now no family. His fingers and face were damaged and deformed forcing him to cover it with metal.

Nobles and the wealthier were unjust, they provided no aid or help to those they injured or harmed.  The Metal Face doctor was enraged.  He understood that those above him see him as a pawn and nothing more.  The doctor revolted, exposing the monarch’s true identity.  Rising to power he commanded militias with metal fingers.

No one knew who he was besides the “Metal Face” that wanted one thing and one thing 

Only.  DOOM.  He had the monarchy in fear, just as he wanted.  They wrote a letter to Metal Face asking for truce and a peace, as they were about to send it off the king reminded them.

“Just remember ALL CAPS when you spell the man’s name”

Mad Villainy

While Presented in front of the council, made of the most important leaders from all of the lands.

The revolutionary leader “Metal Face” was facing trial.  After all these years he had finally been apprehended.

The doctor had destroyed many governments across the lands single handed.  He was renowned by both lower and upper classes.  Nobles feared him while peasants prayed that he would set them free from the chains of their monarchies.  Afraid of aiding to his cause Kings and rulers punished those who mentioned his name, ideas, or his army.  Yet it wouldn’t stop people, to still be able to support Metal Face people started to refer to him as MF, while nobles would call him “DOOM”

Now facing death Metal Face was given one last chance to survive, the council were skeptical that they had really caught Metal Face, they thought they might have got a random supporter in the same clothes giving DOOM a chance to escape.  So they ask him “Are you the perpetrator?”.  In response Metal Face recognized that he has done enough, and have already achieved his goal of causing an uprising, so he tells them “Yeah, I’m right here”

JackDaw

As soon as we saw the flag that we’ve been running from all these years closing in on us we should’ve left there and then, but no we didn’t.  Instead we raised our flag, a large sheet of black cloth waging war on the white flag with a red cross of England.  With the English royal navy was a storm that spanned the size of a hundred frigates.  Yet our small little ship kept balance and was determined to fly straight to the English.

As bullets of rain started to pierce the earth and spears of light crack the skies with booms.  The ship was being tested but she was strong, the hull was being filled with holes left by artillery shots.  Captain knew he had to leave her but he couldn’t bring himself to do so, so as we all jumped into the deep water he stood there with his cutlass waiting for the queen’s forces to take him.  With the last minutes of his life we swung the sword at the red cloaked soldiers who infiltrated on board by the numbers like lobsters, until he gave out and reached for the lanterns next to him.  Captain went out in embers, lighting the entire ship on fire taking out himself, the soldiers, and our ship.  We all watched from the shore of a small island how the spirit of our Jackdaw still fought even while on fire, each spark and ember stopped the heavy shots of water from above.  In the end the small poxy Jackdaw was not able to make the migration.