Dynasty Warriors : Rise of the Wang Empire

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Death's Head -                I do not own Dynasty Warriors 3. Koei and THQ have that honour. All I own is a copy of Dynasty Warriors 2 and 3. This is my first Dynasty Warriors fanfic, so if you flame me for it, please be gentle.

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Prologue :

The sun shone brightly, birds calling in a new day. It was a picturesque scene, or would've been, if a small mountain village still housed life. Columns of thick black smoke clawed it's way up into the sky, rising from the fires which gave it life. The small mountain village had been attacked in the middle of the night, and every living person, had been dragged out of their homes, and brutally murdered by soldiers clad in metallic black armour, or wearing black clothing.

The village might've stood a chance, had the young men who had been recruited into replenishing the army of Wu, stayed at home. As it stands, the occupants of the village, the elderly, women and children had been tied to wooden stakes, left in the sun as a warning of what was to come. No living creature stirred in the blood encrusted streets, the burnt houses or in the ravaged and smouldering fields.

In the centre of the village, in what had once been the village elder's house, the elder was sitting at a table, facing the entrance. The old man had his throat slit wide open, spilling his lifeblood on the table. On the wall behind him, a message had been written on it. It read : Know that this is what shall happen to all who oppose the Wang Empire. To our enemies, know that your time to shine is at an end. The text had been written in the elder's blood.

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Death's Head -                And so the stage is set. This chapter, and the next one, originally, were one whole chapter. However, I decided to make a 'separation' between them. R&R please.