The Legacy of Blade
The Beginning:
"dear friend, i need your help. my town is in waste, i fear my family has been slaughtered, i am weak, i have no hope to go on. but if i don't do something, then all is lost..."
its all he could make out in the letter, with drops of blood on the page, he folds it once more, and carries on. he is walking. but to where he does not know. One boy, alone in the jungle. a stick in his hand in case danger finds him. but no hope in defending himself.
'Blade...'
he hears a whisper, but as he looks around, all he sees is the trees around him, with the constant hooting of the owls. he is safe. because the animals still wait around.
'Wake up boy!'
bright light shoots into his eyes as he opens them. he was dreaming, yet again. He pulls himself up from his straw bed. and looking at him, a man. clothed in black. and whip in his hand.
'I said get up'
and the man whips the boy.
'Yes sir, i beg of you, for the slumber has taken its toll on my tired body'.
'well you had better get ready! lord Gabbriel is here to see you. He doesn't look too pleased either'.
The man turned around and closed the door as he left the room, his footsteps still audible. "why does it have to be like this..."
'Blade? are you alright?' another voice, a friendly one, enters his ears, and he turns around.
'Matias! How did you get here? I was told you were sent after the knights of Maynsta?'
The two men walk forward and shake hands.
'I was, but i have returned, those knights are well prepared. i am afraid we need more then dark magiks to do the trick. although, when are you leaving? I heard its your 18th Birthday today? you are finally getting the dark mark! are you excited?'
'you know as well as everyone else that it was not my choice to be here. if only i had escaped...'
'oh come on, you enjoy it here. at least we can rebel against those royal prudes.'
'i had a dream again, just like the last one, but this time... i was running, and tired. i pulled out a paper... and i could read only some of it... there was a name on it too. but i couldn't see. and then i got woken up..'
'those dreams are meaningless. i told you they are just the past. we are much better than that. we will take up arms against those who have hurt us. and don't worry about Casimeer. he is allot more afraid of you then you think.'
'oh, Casimeer... he will feel my wrath, and i will choke him by his own whip.'
'thats the way kid. lets go. lord Gabriel wants to see you.'
The two men leave the room, and enter a corridor, lit with torches against the walls. it was a dungeon, but this was residence to the men who lived here. there was no one except for the two men, but the halls where full of whisper. sinister was the atmosphere. but both men seemed not to take note of it. they walked up stairs, and soon were above ground, light shining from the outside, and voices could be heard, of the men outside.
'they are all waiting for us outside. you seem to have atracted quite some attention. even the four assasins are here. thats never happend before. you might even join their rank. a first in years.'
'i dont want to be one of them.'
'but they are highest rank one could take up... with your skills you could go far.'
'i told you, its not my choice to be here, but rather here then as a begger.'
'so you would rather kill for money?'
'you do. why shouldnt i?'
'i didnt say you shouldn't, but something still bothers me... your heart is pure. yet your mind is corupted by hate and angst from your past. and you still cant tell me from where you came?'
'if i knew, i would of told you... maybe oneday i will find my memory in the jaws of death. and then peace will be mine.'
'Hey you two, hurry up! we dont want to wait the whole day!'
the men hurry towards the outside, hundreds of clothed warriors start to yell and applause as the men approach the middle. five men stand there. waiting. Blade walks up, and as he does, Mattias returns to the crowd,
'Blade, my son, its been too long.'
'You are not my father lord Gabriel, please do not call me your son again, i do not wish it upon me.'
'cheeky bastard you are, i like it, you still stand up to me. but i don't agree. i bought you, and so you are mine, and i can call you my son if i wish'
Gabriele steps forward and slaps Blade across the face.
'now, open your hand, so i may place the mark where you can grasp it for your entire life.
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