Chapter 1: Where It All Began, And Begins...A Chapter by ewest1220 He remembered this place. Like an almost non-existant dream... Chapter 1: “Where it all began, and begins...”
A young man approached the ruins of a small town. It was a bright warm day, the sun directly overhead. The town had been burned to the ground by an army of thousands, his master had told him. They had come to kill one of the damned but instead took hundreds of innocent lives in their wake.
He remembered this place. Like an almost non-existent dream. He pondered this feeling for but a second, then resumed his investigation.
As he walked through the debris and charred human remains he spotted what appeared to be a main road. He walked down it for a short bit and noticed something odd. An inn almost untouched by the surrounding violence was sitting at the end of the road. An eerie feel emanating from it's wooden walls.
Issak pulled back his hood slowly and stared at the forgotten building. His master had told him about this building. He had told Issak that the events that occurred here had resulted in him being sent to his master's school. But he couldn't help but think that there was something more to the story. Something his master had “forgotten” to say.
Issak stood around six feet tall, his eyes had faded to a deep dark brown but still shone that vivid blue every time he had one of his “episodes.” He wore a brown leather jacket, two long daggers lay sheathed within its folds. On his belt he had another weapon sheathed. A sword, nearly as long as he was tall. The blade was razor thin, straight, and single edged it was as unique as it was deadly for the metal was such that it did not break or shatter.
He reached down, his brown hair blowing in the breeze, and withdrew the long, thin sword from it's sheath. Gripping the blade in both hands he began to practice. He had spent 18 long years learning the art of the sword and he was not about to let himself forget how to use it. Especially considering all that he was.
Suddenly his mind fogged. His eyesight changed, a bright blue aura obscuring his vision. His body shook, and he felt his soul shatter as his power cam rushing to the surface. He opened his mouth to scream but fire filled it instead. The inferno blazed within his chest as his mind raced. And just as suddenly as the pain began, it ended. Gasping for air he watched in horror as the air around him ignited and the entire town exploded in a mass of fire and wind.
Issak stood there, exhausted by his loss of control. Leaning on his blade for support he peered around to see what had he had done.
The explosion had been much more powerful this time. What little remained of the town had been blown away into the surrounding hillside. Trees rent asunder by pieces of building and miscellaneous rubble that now littered the countryside.
“At least there wasn't anybody around,” he though miserably. “Nobody for me to kill...”
As if in answer to his statement he suddenly heard the desperate shriek of a woman in the distance. “Help me! Somebody! Please help me!”
“No!” Issak thought furiously as he sheathed his blade and broke into a dead run.
Issak sped along the path towards the voice. Her cries for help muffled by the obvious sound of a violent struggle.
Knowing full well the urgency of the situation Issak loosened his hold on the power. It radiated within him like a massive orb trapped in his chest. The power from the orb seeped into the rest of his body enhancing his strength, and most importantly, his speed.
He thundered along the path, an avalanche of death awaited. Yearning to be released on the unsuspecting rogues. He reached within himself, calling on the power to give life to the wind and leapt into the air. The force of the wind hurled him into the sky like a cannonball. And as he reached the peak of his jump he smiled softly. The avalanche was falling quickly on his unsuspecting prey. He unsheathed his blade and plunged toward his new victim. An almost sinister laugh lingering behind the force of his falling wrath. © 2012 ewest1220Author's Note
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Added on July 28, 2012Last Updated on August 4, 2012 Tags: Book, Dark, Reflective, Fantasy Author
ewest1220Columbia Falls, MTAboutI have been writing for as long as I can remember. I have been featured in about 4 books, have won several contests for my work and currently have a paperback edition of my works. (Titled "A Winter Wa.. more..Writing
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