Time for a Runescape fanfic. I will admit that I was inspired by Adventure Through Runescape, though to be honest, I'm not too fond of that fanfic. So I decided to see if I could make my own but make a fanfic that was up to MY standards.

I hope you enjoy. Let me know if I'm off to a good start...or not.

For the first chapter I'll be introducing three of the six heroes! Their names are Gareth, Aspen, and Circe.

Chapter 1: Welcome To Runescape

Gareth found himself in a void, wondering what was going on. He had been training with the White Knights, when suddenly he found himself whisked away to another place. Had someone cast a teleport spell on him?

He had short, blonde hair and a beard, and was dressed in white armor, typical of a White Knight.

A dryad appeared in front of him. She was dressed rather inmodestly. She was wearing a strapless top that exposed her midriff, and was wearing a grass skirt. And apparently wearing shoes was not her thing. Her hair was as green as her outfit.

He couldn't help but blush at the sight.

Why exactly was she dressed like that?

Well, he might as well ask her a question.

"Who are you?" asked Gareth.

"I'm Life, of course! You've been chosen to be a hero of Gielinor!" exclaimed Life.

"A hero? Why?" inquired the man. Surely there was a reason why the gods had chosen him.

He suspected the god to have chosen him to be Saradomin. He was kind of...holy.

"Because Gielinor needs one...or two...or six. You get the picture. But you're destined for great things!" shouted the lady.

"You wouldn't happen to be related to Death, by any chance?" asked Gareth.

"Actually, yes." nodded Life. It was surprising, but it was true.

"Well, if the gods think I'm destined for great things, then it must be true." nodded the man.

"In case you were wondering, Saradomin chose you." explained Death.

For a long time, he had been a worshiper of Saradomin. Perhaps he wanted order in his life. He knew that the White Knights seemed to value order for one. There was a pretty low crime rate in Falador.

They did have to worry about being attacked by Black Knights...but that was about it.

Shortly afterwards, Gareth was sent back home. He was living at Lumbridge.

However, he was not the only one to be chosen.

Another had been chosen as well.

"Greetings, Circe. You have been chosen." explained Death.

"Chosen for what?" asked Circe.

"Zamorak has chosen you to be his hero." stated the reaper.

"Really?" inquired the mage.

Normally, the Grim Reaper worked for Guthix, but since Zamorak had asked nicely, he would accept the job of explaining the situation to her. Personally he felt that Zamorak was necessary to keeping a balance between order and chaos along with Saradomin. Both Saradomin and Zamorak had wronged him in the past though.

"Since you're a loyal Zamorakian, you have been chosen. You are destined for great things. You may meet other people on your journey, though they may not worship the same god as you." nodded Death.

Circe had red hair and wore a black mage robe. She also had red eyes. She was into magic. Specifically, she was a sorceress.

"Fair enough." answered Circe. Though it would be an understatement to say that Saradomin and Zamorak are not the best of friends, she did not think it was worth it to fight others solely based on their religious beliefs.

She would be accepting of others.

Meanwhile, another hero had been chosen. His name was Aspen, and he was a druid.

"I've been chosen?" asked Aspen.

Unsurprisingly, Aspen had green hair and a beard.

"Yes. Guthix wanted a hero while he rests in his temple." explained Death.

"Where is the temple?" inquired the man.

"It's sealed off. You won't be able to find him." stated Life. Hopefully it wouldn't be uncovered anytime soon. Otherwise, chances are the temple would be invaded.

Guthix knew that the gods' followers would attempt to assassinate him, as he had sealed off the other gods from Gielinor using the Edicts Of Guthix. The exception was Armadyl who had left voluntarily. Zaros and Seren were also spared as they were both thought to be dead, though they actually weren't.

The gods of the desert had been spared as well, curiously enough. Perhaps Guthix didn't think that were dangerous enough to Gielinor to warrant being banished.

Maybe he hadn't met Amascut.

However, he knew that there was a possibility that someone would slay him (namely a follower of Saraomin oand the edicts would be abolished. If that happened, there would be nothing stopping the other gods from returning.

That could potentially lead to another god war.

Well, he knew that there was one god who had the time of his immortal life during the God Wars. His name was Bandos. Seemed he wanted to prove his strength to the world...and other worlds too.

He wouldn't let that happen. There wouldn't be another God War. Regardless of what Bandos wanted.

Aspen agreed to be Guthix'x hero. Perhaps he was lucky to be chosen.

Maybe if he was lucky he would get to respawn when he died. Adventurers had a tendency to do so. However, his foes might look for a way to change that.

He then found himself in reality.

Perhaps he should try summoning and herblore.

Both were useful for combat.

Meanwhile, Gareth wondered where he should start being a hero.

Perhaps he could slay a demon. Saradominists were afraid of them, not least dud to their association with Zamorak.

However, demons weren't the weakest monsters in the world. They also had a tendency to use magic. Magic which melee users were vulnerable to. He had been warned by his instructor that White Knights were at a disadvantage against dark wizards of Zamorak, though at the same time, they were excellent at taking down Zamorak snipers.

Perhaps if he wanted to take down the dark wizards that had gathered outside Varrock, he should bring an archer with him. But where would he find one?

He decided to go to Lumbridge. It wasn't exactly the most dangerous place in Gielinor so perhaps it would be a good idea for him to start adventuring there.

The city was rather peaceful.

It might be a better idea to start with the goblins. They weren't actually Zamorakians (they preferred to follow Bandos, who valued strength and not intellect), but they were known to cause trouble.

He thought it would be a good idea to knock some sense into them.

Sure enough, there were some goblins outside Lumbridge. He was under the impression that they would be in a village somewhere, but they actually weren't. Perhaps they were nomadic.

They were throwing rocks at a peasant.

"Stop that!" demanded the peasant.

Gareth decided to intervene.

He slashed one of the goblins with his sword.

It ran away.

The other goblins attacked.

"Charge!" shouted one of the goblins.

Fortunately, goblins weren't known for being intelligent. Instead of using their numbers to their advantage, they were attacking Gareth one on one. That of course worked in his favor and made it a lot easier for him to defend himself.

Perhaps his opponents would fight him with smarter tactics next time.

Gareth whacked another goblin with his shield.

He clutched his head.

A goblin attempted to poke him with a spear, but he was too fast. Perhaps he should consider working on his agility.

Gareth kicked the goblin and it fell over.

The goblins called upon their chieftain, Nilbog.

"We need your help!" exclaimed the goblins.

"Me can see that!" answered the goblin chieftain. How was one man getting the better of them?

"Isn't Niblog Goblin backwards?" asked Gareth. It would be as if he were named Namuh.

"Whatever!" exclaimed Nilbog.

The goblin chief was stronger than a normal goblin, but he wasn't exactly strong.

However, he also attacked faster.

Gareth parried the spear with his shield.

"Me can't lose to a puny human!" exclaimed Nilbog.

"He not puny!" shouted another goblin. This one was smart enough not to underestimate Gareth.

Gareth noted that he was a rookie adventurer. But that might change one day.

He whacked Nilbog with his shield and he collapsed to the ground.

The goblins surrendered. They would leave Lumbridge be, for now.

Perhaps they would go back to their village.

Though to be honest, they had gotten tired of General Wartface and General Bentnoze's constant bickering with each other. Personally they didn't care what color armor that they wore.

A guard of Lumbridge approached him.

"We appreciate your help." said the guard.

Gareth ended up getting paid.

Perhaps being a hero could be rewarding. Quest givers had a tendency to give up prizes for the people that took the effort to complete their quests, though the rewards tended to vary depending on the difficulty of them.

Still, he was in to help others, not for the money. Considering how dangerous Gielinor would be (especially the wilderness, which only law was the law of the jungle), chances are he might receive more requests.

Though he supposed he could get paid to do a hero's work. He could use it to buy more equipment. The better equipment he had, the more powerful monsters that he could fight.

He decided to look around to see if anyone else needed help.

Nearby, Circe had received a request from a mage.

Apparently, some imps had stolen his beads. They had a tendency for kleptomania, though they weren't exactly as horrifying as some of the demons that worked for Zamorak.

Given that she was a Zamorakian, this task seemed right up her alley.

She happened to know a fair bit about imps, like them being attracted to shiny objects.

So, she decided that she would set a trap for them.

She knew that imps happened to like gold, so she used it as bait.

This worked surprisingly well.

"We're trapped!" exclaimed the imps.

"Will give me back the beads?" asked Circe.

"Yes! We will!" nodded the imps.

Circe released them from the net.

They decided to do just that.

Fortunately, these imps weren't liars.

Circe gave them back and got a reward.

"Maybe I should try summoning imps..." noted Circe. She might as well since she was a Zamorakian.

Apparently, a variety of different races across Runescape were capable of summoning. These ranged from humans to ogres.

Whether they wanted to skill or whether they wanted to fight was up to them.

Personally she wanted to fight.

However, it would probably be best if she didn't summon them while Saradominists were around. They normally found imps to be pests, though they didn't exactly make them scream.

So, she summoned them out of town.

She was able to summon one.

He blew raspberries.

"You do realize I'm not a Saradominist, right?" asked Circe. There wasn't exactly a reason for him to be rude to her.

Fortunately, he seemed willing to follow her commands despite the mischievous streak. She wasn't exactly sure what she should do with him, but at least her summoning spell had worked.

She likely couldn't control a Tsutsaroth demon (even though she was a big fan of K'Ril, who was leading the Zamorakian army in thE Temple of the Lost Ancients), or even summon one, so would start off a lot smaller. Literally.

Aspen wasn't sure how he would start his career.

He tried a summoning spell and summoned a gnome.

"Where am I? I was in the Tree Gnome Village..." said the gnome.

"Whoops." spoke Aspen.

He sent him back.

For some strange reason they only allowed other gnomes to use their gliders.

Perhaps the gliders were too big for humans.

They could at least let dwarves use them though. Then again, it wouldn't be too surprising if dwarves didn't happen to enjoy it.

It would be a good idea to try visiting Keldagrim one day.

Dwarves had a tendency to worship Guthix.

Perhaps they would get along.

He could also visit the gnomes, but perhaps they weren't willing to accept outsiders, based on only gnomes being allowed to use the gliders.

Although, they just might have quests for him to do if he wanted to earn their trust.

He decided to summon a spirit wolf.

The wolf let out a howl.

He hadn't visited the spirit realm, so he wondered if wolves traveled in packs in that world as well.

In order to tame the familiar, Aspen scratched the wolf behind the ear.

It wasn't quite a dog, but it seemed to be effective.

Fortunately, spirit wolves were rather easy to tame. This is why they were typically used by rookie summoners.

However, titans were difficult to tame, so he shouldn't try summoning one just yet. He didn't know what would happen if it went out of control.

So, he would avoid summoning titans for now.

He decided to put his herblore skills to good use and start selling potions.

He wasn't experienced at making them yet, but he could still make some cash...and help other adventurers who wanted an edge in combat.

Meanwhile, Gareth wondered if there was anything Sir Tiffy Cashien wanted him to do.

He considered contacting Savant.

However, it seemed that Sir Tiffy Cashien was currently sleeping.

Well, he would come back to him later.

Meanwhile, Circe discovered in the New Rune Times that a chaos druid had been imprisoned in Varrock Castle.

He was charged with jaywalking down the streets of the city. Apparently, it had been a real pain for the people that were driving carriages and riding horses.

She considered letting him out.

Then again, jaywalking wasn't something that she would do. It wasn't safe.

She did have a bit of a mischievous streak to her though, much like the imps she summoned.

Alternatively, she could try letting out the lesser demon that was imprisoned in the Wizard's Tower.

Perhaps he had suffered enough. The wizards kept teasing him...at least, the rookie ones did.

There was the possibility that he would go on a destructive rampage though.

She then decided that maybe she would pay the catacombs a visit.

Rumor had it that they were haunted.

Sounded lovely.

Circe whistled as she visited the catacombs.

I hope you like this fanfic so far. And yes, one of our heroes is a Saradominist, another is a Guthixian, and the female is a Zamorakian. There's going to be other heroes though that worship different gods. I don't think you can worship Bandos AND be a hero, however. A god war is his bread and butter...and Guthix would never allow that. Technically it was Zamorak who started the God War but knowing Bandos he likely escalated it.

I could have made Gareth face imps which are known to be Zamorakian in nature, but I wanted to do something a bit more creative. That's why I went with the goblins, who are followers of Bandos.

I figured Circe could try practicing summons. However, she's still a rookie so she cannot summon anything massive. You're probably surprised that she's a Zamorakian.

Evil Dave has tried summoning, but he's only summoned rats. Hellish ones. Perhaps he can summon a hellcat one day?

In the next chapter, I think I'll introduce the other heroes.