sorry, yet another idea from my desk!
Chapter 1: The Beginning
Dong Zhuo eyed the Imperial Court. Its massive structure had him
dazzled, as well as the many decorative objects prancing in and about the
gargantuan edifice. Even the rain didn't impede anyone from seeing this
Zhuo moved forward onhis horse. The beast struggled to stay put as it
attempted to compensate for the big man's frame. Dong was a realitively
large individual, many suggested his bad eating habits constituted to his
portly structure, however, he would only say, 'it runs in my family'
vehemetly ignoring what others said. Narrow and dark eyes coupled with
a diabolical voice made this man be feared by many of his fellow
subordinates. But there was one who didn't scare at the site of the Tyrant,
his name was Bian Xi. After having a severe falling out with his lord, Xi
incited the masses, saying there was no reason to fear The Great Pig, and
that Dong was only a mere coward, using brutality and viciousness to
gain friends. Bian had the mind to lead a major revolt against Zhuo, but
this never happened; as guards would capture him, cut off his head and
bring it back to the Tyrant, letting all see the job had been done. From
then on, no general stepped out of place.
'Charge!' He roared, 'Slay these men like dogs!'
Hearing of the oncoming horde, the reining leader, Fu Shi Ren, ordered
his forces to take the field against Dong Zhuo's vast army, the Imperial
Court couldn't fall into the wrong hands. As soon as the gates opened,
one gigantic wave of Imperial Guards could be seen charging toward their
now mortal enemy.
The battle that was fought wouldn't be a long one, as sheer numbers
dominated the entire conflict. Ren's forces didn't stand a chance against
Zhuo's army, they would be swiftly defeated roughly two hours into
'Hah!' Dong cracked, 'the Royal Seal is mine!'
In the main chamber, Fu Shi Ren was being viciously taunted and
interrogated. The Tyrant's guards even threatened to kill him on the spot,
but as soon as he entered, they ceased their terrible treatment of the
'My Lord,' asked Hua Xiong, 'what shall we do with him?'
Dong Zhuo turned and walked.
Before reaching the door, Zhuo shifted around and sneered, 'off with his
Ren went on a monstrous tirade, hollering and cursing at the top of his