And the last chapter I'v written so far........
Chapter 5…………
The first friend I ever had…………
I started to forget why I had left home and all that mattered was that of which I was going, I couldn’t help but try to answer all the questions in my head like would I ever see that dragon again?. Or how would I find my way out of this forest. But all those troubles left my mind when something happened something terrible………
It’s very dark here I thought. I was walking through another dark wood it was night though and I could see nothing, “ Ow what was that?” it was a twig or at least it looked that way I couldn’t sworn I seen it move. (gulp) I kept walking, “Okay I’ll keep talking to myself therefore I won’t be scared (hoot hoot) – huh what was that?!” I began to panic. “don’t worry your all right-“ nothing is gonna happen to you- “that’s right nothing is gonna happen to me, wait who said that?”. I turned around there like a rotting corpse was the man who murdered my parent’s still carrying the terrible blade that he wielded that night except this time I noticed something the blade had a snake mark on it. “Don’t worry kid every thing’s gonna be alright for me anyway once I kill you!” he lifted his blade. “It’s the human’s!” shouted a familiar voice out of the darkness came a great wolf( when I say great I mean great in size) he and his pack attacked the man with the blade while one wolf chased me. I ran obviously what would you do however there was still a wolf chasing me, now you might think this was terrible thing I mentioned earlier, no this was yet to happen. I kept running with the wolf in hot pursuit-“ you got away once I won’t let it happen again!” the wolf jumped and I ducked and when I lifted my head up again I seen the teeth of the wolf dragging of a cliff. He was barely holding on to me and I was barely staying firmly on the cliff top if I were to fall it meant certain death. “why won’t you die!?” cried the wolf just at the moment someone hit him over the head with a stick but the wolf hadn’t given up he used all his might to pull me off the cliff face. “No!” I screamed.
Ever get that feeling when your going to die and you start remember every memory you ever had?. Well I have and it happened to me as I fell off that cliff…… oh yes it happened I started to remember horrible thing’s horrible thing’s like……
(mom?) I could see my mother and my dad (dad?) they were smiling at me every thing was perfect I felt so happy then it went away I seen a burning house the night my parents died. I saw them being killed every thing was so evil I couldn’t bare it. (No!) I shouted yet my voice couldn’t be heard. Then I saw a cliff top and hand and at that moment I realised I wasn’t dreaming I grabbed the hand and suddenly I woke up.
“You okay?” said the voice of the person who had saved me.
“Yeah I’m okay” I said. “Names Blanc” said the boy who was now focusing in to view. “Thanks for saving me” I said. “It’s okay, any decent man would have done it”. I started to like this guy so I talked some more with him. “Wait hold up, you’re going to find a lord to train you as a knight?” he asked in a mocking voice. “Well I’ve got no home any more so – “wait your parents are dead?” “well okay you see…..
I began to tell him the story of what happened to me so far how my parents were murdered how I escaped from the wolves how the wolves saved me from the blade wielding man, everything…
“Wow you’ve been through a lot” blanc said, “well how did you end up out here?” I asked. It seemed I was not the only one with a story to tell. “Well you told me your story so I guess it’s only fair to tell you mine”.
“You see my parents never got along well and I never helped to silence their arguments, I am a thief you see I stole things so that my father could sell them. You see he was really poor and my mother regretted marrying my dad for some reason and so one day I came home from school I was just outside the door see and then I heard my mother screaming but it wasn’t her usual scream of anger it was a scream of pain. (I started thinking this kid hadn’t had a bright past either). So I chanced and looked in the window and my dad was holding a blade with blood all over it and had just killed my mother.
I screamed with terror and my father seen me. So I ran for my life and wound up out hear. Then something popped in my head… “Uh Blanc?” “Yeah” he replied. “What was on the blade?” I said, my heart began to pump harder than ever. “Oh well there was blood and this little snake incarved in the blade, why?” he said. “Blanc I think your father murdered my parents”.
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