The Saga of Harold

As Morning came, Harold was strenuously searching for a worthy adversary to kill him a

honorable death. However, now he was ready...Ready for death! It was time to die and revive the most greatest reward of them all. It was that he would have his authorized place in Valhalla and

prove that he was the worthiest Viking of them all and prove to Odin he can do it!

Harold was a determined, risky figure with a malevolent, deadly sword, BLOOD-GOBBLER!

He strode out of the trees into a small desert.

Suddenly he stopped dead in his tracks. He heard someone or something moving towards him.

Now he thought its time to fight a die a worthy death.

"Who is that? Come out!" demanded Harold.

Harold clutched his sword securely and headed towards the echoing noise

All of a sudden there came a vicious chuckle from within the shattered trees.

Slowly, slowly he turned around. Standing between to imese trees stood a

dark figure.

"Aaarragggghhh" Yelled the mighty Viking

The Anglo-Saxon boomed out and tripped over a tiny rock and killed himself. Harlod was not happy her was so angry he would just kill himself!

Frustrated and furious, Livid and annoyed, Harold perched hopelessly beside the hill. Will i never die a honorable death? Never make his place in Valhalla? Never show Odin he is a worthy warroir!

In a heart stopping moment and inhuman howl split the silence, his heart started pounding.

An Alien? what could it be? Harlod was Puzzled but he wanted to die no matter what

Slowly Harold made his way through the trees. Harold held his breath and the gate slowly creaked open!

The noise shattered the stillness, disapprovingly as he edged the through them as if a warning for him to turn back! Gravestones like broken teeth chuckled at him as he tiptoed along the rock path. Darkness pored from the door of the cottage he crept closer and closer something rustled inside. A rat? Harold whispered He heard it again! A clows on stone> It was....

A distorted smile swept across Harold's face! Although he was in torture He knew what he deserved...Death!

By Tuba