The Toyhammer 40000 Caretaker: Reloaded

Chapter 5

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Devon had been strolling home from the corner store, small bag of groceries in hand, whistling a little tune, generally enjoying life, and then he walked through his front door. And his life changed forever.

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"Who in the hell are you?!" Devon yelled, looking at the tiny figures who looked like something from a video game, as they gazed up at him, tiny weapons held at the ready, but not firing. There were little human guys wearing random scraps of armour and carrying mismatched weapons like pistols, knives and the rare rifle or flamethrower, bigger guys in weird looking armour covered in skulls and runes, and multiple vehicles aproximately the size of his foot, if not smaller.

He shuddered at the thought of what those tank weapons could do to him, before remembering there were inch tall people in his house. He stared at them, they stared at him, he stared at them, they stared at him... this went on for about half a minute before Devon shook his head to clear his thoughts.

"Who's in charge here...?" He asked tentatively, trying not to provoke them. Those weird demon-mouth cannons looked painful.

"Ah-hem, that would be me." Said a very refined voice, before some wierd sorcerer guy appeared on top of one of the tanks, his blue and gold armour surprisingly bright. He had some sort of staff in one hand a big book in the other. He looked at Devon unfazed, seeming unsurprised by the whole ordeal.

"Are you in charge here?" Devon asked, looking at the tiny figure.

"Yes. I am Sorcerer Forosus of the Blades of Change Warband. You are Devon, are you not?" He replied, still acting as though this was a regular thing for him.

"Yeah, why?" Devon replied.

"Because if you are, then my plan has succeeded."

"What plan?"

"Unimportant. If I could ask, what are our lodging plans?"

"You want to live here? Hell freaking no! I've got enough crap to deal with, without you tiny bastards walking around my house!"

The tiny sorcerer paused for a few seconds, before realizing something.

"My sorceries could be a great boon to your life." He said.

"How?" Devon said, now slightly interested.

"I could change small things about peoples behaviours to you, for one. Make women like you more, make merchants offer you better deals, the like. Or I could teach you some minor sorceries, to perform small tasks easier."

"And all I would have to do is let you live here?"

"Provide us with shelter and food, and we will provide everything else."

"Hmmmmm..."

"We can offer you many other things, Devon. The blessings of the gods, great luck, success, all of this could be yours if you let us stay here."

"It's a deal."

"Perfect..."

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Dun Dun DUN! Now we have a sort of villian/antagonist! On a side note, I need reviews. I've passed 1k hits on this and still no reviews. It may be a glitch with fanfiction, or you guys might be lazy, but please, for the love of the Emperor, review!

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