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Chaos Rising:

The Aria Of The Weapons Awakening

Prologue

At the beginning of time, the gods existed. Three races bellow them entered the stream of time. Over time they became three mighty empires that expanded well beyond there limits. Soon the great races began a mighty war that threatened to destroy everything in existence. The war escalated so much that the gods interfered and brought peace as the races were wiped from existence.

New races flourished under the gods watchful eyes. These races grew till the time of the great cataclysm. The gods were forced to destroy all matter to end the chaos that threatened to consume all things. As all matter was crushed into a giant orb, the gods rejoiced in there vanquishing of the threat; but they were all mistaken.

A creature from one of the three races had survived for countless millennia and was dissatisfied with the outcome of time. She had grown powerful and decided to go back in time; back to change the outcome of time. She traveled back through time as her plan had only just begun.

The outcome of time had now been changed by this entity. But the story would not truly begin for over thirty thousand years, when the gods would be brought to their knees…

Records Of Time

Chronicles of The First Timeline

Chaos Rising:

The Aria Of The Weapons Awakening

Book Three

Chronicles of Wind

Chapter 1The Freelance Knight

"You may enter" said Henry VI; the doors swung open. The royal adviser, Duke Bedford leaned over to him; "Sir this is our newest recruit. A knight they say, who easily defeated an entire platoon of soldiers without effort. He demanded an audience with you in exchange for the rest of the groups lives."

A knight with green armor entered the room, a bow in his left hand. "Well if it is not the king of this great country. Man what an honor, wait no it is not an honor for me but for you. I mean here I am the strongest in all the land. Sorry but all the spilt blood but I wanted an audience with you."

The Duke looked at him with malcontent; "show some respect for the king of this country!" "Chill out, I mean come on can't you take a joke?" The spoke while knight shrugged. "It is such an honor your kingship, ha! That is too funny, sorry but I'm not the kind of blind worshiper you get everyday. But I guess I should cut to the chase. You give me the right in this and any other place you control to do what I wish; and I will grace you with my excellent service."

"This is absolute impudence, and disrespect, guards kill him!" the Duke shouted; two guards left their post near the door. They drew their swords; running towards the knight. As they approached they brought their blades down through knight; only to find his body missing. Then one knight gasped as if the wind had broken through his chest. "Did you like my arrow? You do not need to carry arrows when you can make out of the air. Looks like you got the wind knocked out of you."

The knight laughed, and now stood behind the soldiers; a bow now in the form grips of his hands. The English knight fell down dead; the second turned towards the knight with the new bow. His blade poised to pierce the knight's armor; dashing towards the knight. But as he approached the green knight jumped into the air as he span around. His arm held the bow down as the string turned to razor sharp torrents of air. The knight ran through, trying to stop as he gasped.

The green knight landed on the other side of the English knight; the knight's head fell to the ground. "Please how about a real test, that was so boring." The knight began to laugh as his bow vanished into the air.

The king looked at him as he smiled; "That is enough good sir knight; you have proven your worth. You have great skill, and amazing abilities. You may have your request providing you finish a single task for me." "What did you have in mind? Cause I can handle anything," the knight's head moving forward slightly.

"There are five knights out there with bracelets; they are the main threat to my rule. Should you be able to retrieve all of them, you may have what you desire. But before you leave on this quest, tell us your name." The knight but his hand to his helmet, almost as if he was thinking; "Very well, I think I could swing that; and the name's is Aeolus. Weapon of the wind"

The knight turned and left out the chamber, as he stepped over the headless knight; looking at the fallen soldiers, "don't get up, I'll let myself out!"

Aeolus left heading away to exit the castle, the king looked at his adviser "make sure he has a platoon at his disposal. He could end this war for us; he can have whatever he chooses so long as he completes my task. I do sense that he may be a problem so have a squad with him to monitor his activities." The Adviser simply bowed; speaking to the king, "Yes my lord, caution is advisable when it comes to a man of that much deadly power. He is powerful; but he cannot be controlled. The platoon shall keep an eye on him."

Aeolus and his platoon of demons and men soon traveled to France. Aeolus spoke little to his platoon; only talking every once in a while to complain how boring this trip was to him. They traveled across the sea into France, but were meeting with no obstacles; the English had pushed far into France and secured many of the routes.

Eventually Aeolus had arrived at the front line of battle. There were camps on either side, Aeolus commanded his platoon to make way to the closest camp. Aeolus looked to the other side of front line. The French did have an army, but they held little interest. It was time to go looking for his objectives; with ought warning the knight vanished into the air. The platoon looked back to see Aeolus gone; they had to report this to the activity to their superiors.

"Target sighted. We shall follow and engage as planned;" as a small monotone voice came from a small girl in skin tight armor, with thick plated patches of armor covering her body. "I doubt he shall present much trouble, he is powerful but we are gifted as well. Objective is to kill the target with ought mercy; estimated time of engagement should be minimal."

A pulse of electricity traveled across her body as she slowly vanished into thin air. "You are not the only one who desires freedom Aeolus. Ours however is far more important."