《The Forgotten Fortune》


 Shawn Andrews

    Chapter 1


    BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!


    "Eh it''s morning already, well good morning me. Oh yea the storage auctions today."(Shawn)


    Shawn excitedly jumps out of his bed ready to start the day.


    "No contacts today I feel like looking smart,glasses it is...... I''m hitting it big today Theo."(Shawn)


    He informs the teddy bear laying accros his bed. Then Shawn realises he has a missed call.


    "Hey Shawn this is Mr. Brown. I''m just calling to inform you that your not going to pass this semester. If you would like to discuss this further you may contact me at this number good bye."


    "Yea tell me something I don''t know,oh damn I got to got see you later Theo."(Shawn)


    Shawn quickly gets in his car to drive to the auction. After a short drive he pulls up to the storage center.


    "Whose that blonde guy wearing classes?"


    "The hipster kid?"


    "Yea the young guy in a tie."


    "Oh that''s Shawn."


    "Hey guys anything good yet?"(Shawn)


    "The auction hasn''t started yet."


    "Yes I''m on time. Hahaha!"(Shawn)


    "THE AUCTION WILL BE STARTING SOON SO GO TO THE APPROPRIATE STORAGE!"


    "Let''s go guys!"(Shawn)


    The storage door opens and its filled with furniture.


    "Eh not furniture again,I still have some from last time. I''m going to have to pass on this one, but I''m not leaving this place until I''ve bought something."(Shawn)


    An hour passes by and Shawn is still empty handed. Shawn starts getting annoyed.


    "Really I''ve seen nothing but crap and furniture."(Shawn)


    Then a storage door opens and every thing is hidden under tarps.


    "THIS BID STARTS AT TWO HUNDRED!"


    "Should I gamble guys?"(Shawn)


    "Go for it Shawn."


    "Two hundred and twenty!"(Shawn)


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    "Two hundred and fifty!"


    "Two hundred and eighty!"(Shawn)


    "Three hundred!"


    "Damn it really,OK... three hundred fifty!"(Shawn)


    "THREE HUNDRED FIFTY GOING ONCE..."


    "GOING TWICE...SOLD!"


    "This better be worth it because if not that''s half a months rent down the drain."(Shawn)


    "Sir the storage unit is all yours."


    "Yea......thanks. Excuss me for a minute."(Shawn)


    Shawn picks up his phone and dials a number.


    "Hello"(Dad)


    "It''s me dad."(Shawn)


    "Hey what''s up Shawn."(Dad)


    "I bought another storage."(Shawn)


    "God damn it Shawn really....how much this time."(Dad)


    "Just three hundred fifty dollars."(Shawn)


    "Well did you get anything good at least?"(Shawn)


    "I don''t know yet, let me check it out then I''ll call you back. Bye dad."(Shawn)


    "OK bye son."(Dad)


    "Well sounds like I''m on my own with this one. I guess I should take a look."(Shawn)


    He begins to pull back a tarp.


    "Oh wow.."(Shawn)


    Shawn uncovers a painting of some kind of battle being fought.


    "This has to be worth something,it looks like a Lord of the rings fan boys wet dream. Man try to say that three times fast."(Shawn)


    The painting stood in front of him at least six foot tall, as he looks at the painting Shawn notices a handle sticking out from under one of the tarps so he grabs it.


    "Hell yes! I''ve always wanted one."(Shawn)


    He is now wielding a long sword so Shawn begins swinging it around of course.


    "I guess you can call me Mr.Badass, take this..."(Shawn)


    He winds up a big swing then let''s a rip and instantly loses his balance, trips and falls into the painting.


    Shawn shortly wakes up and what was once a painting is now his reality.

 One True King

    Chapter 2


    "Holy shit."(Shawn)


    Shawn looks around noticing the battle that was painted is now happening before his eyes. Shawn is glued to the ground thinking if he got up he''d be murdered.


    "Follow me!" A voice says from the distance.


    Shawn looks up and spots a young man in torn clothes.


    "They will kill me!"(Shawn)


    The man runs over to Shawn.


    "My names Roland you need to trust me. We have to run for the trees."(Roland)


    "OK I understand."(Shawn)


    The two men take off for the forrest, but before they could make it Roland gets hit with what looks like a fiery blast.


    "Nooo!"(Shawn)


    Shawn falls to the ground again in fear then looks up to see if Rolands OK. Before he could find him a man grabs Shawn by the throat.


    "Why are you doing this?"(Shawn)


    No response from the man with eyes as dark as night. Then Roland runs up from the side and with one clean swing he chops the mans arm off and the man with nightmare eyes lets out a yell that seemed ground shaking.


    "Run!"(Roland)


    Nothing from the now passed out Shawn....Hours pass and its now night.


    "You awake?"(Roland)


    "Doesn''t look like it."(Shawn)


    Roland looks at Shawn confused.


    "So where are we?"(Shawn)


    "After you passed out I carried you to my home."(Shawn)


    "Oh well thanks,wait I saw you die.."(Shawn)


    "No the fire blast barely touched me... hey you dropped this."(Roland)


    Roland hands Shawn the sword and sheath he dropped when he fell through the painting.


    "This came through too..."(Shawn)


    Shawn whispers.


    "You know I''m not from here right?"(Shawn)


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    "Yeah I can tell from your fancy clothes."(Roland)


    "My clothes... just curious why did you save me?"(Roland)


    "I suppose it was because you didn''t look like a soldier or a conjurer plus looked like you were going to piss yourself hahahaha."(Roland)


    "haha....yea, wait a conjurer?"(Shawn)


    "Yeah a spell caster."(Roland)


    "That would explain the fire ball.....so what now?"(Shawn)


    "Im hungry let''s get something to eat."(Roland)


    The two men walk outside and the reality of the situation sinks in even more while he passes women and children in rag like clothes not to mention the mud and tent structures.


    "Here we are. Two beef stews."(Roland)


    "I can''t stay with you."(Shawn)


    "Why must you leave?"(Roland)


    "I need to find my way home."(Shawn)


    "OK but stay and eat this with me."(Roland)


    "Deal."(Shawn)


    The food is now presented in front of them and Shawn can''t help but think how gross it looks, but Shawn is able the finish it.


    "You can go ahead and leave I have something to take care of here."(Roland)


    "OK see ya."(Shawn)


    Shawn begins walking in an unknown direction trying to find his way home, then hears a familier scream.


    "Man I''m going to regret this."(Shawn)


    Shawn runs back and Roland is being man handled by two men it armor.


    "Stop!"(Shawn)


    "Go away boy this is the kings order."(Soldier)


    "king?"(Shawn)


    The sword Shawn''s been carrying starts to glow.


    Shawn unsheaths the sword and it continues to glow bright gold.


    "WHAT ARE YOU?"(Soldier)


    "The one true king.....now run!"(Shawn)