Good Chapter 1

Good time's

Hey brat…wake up it's time to move on. "Just five more damn minutes Animar".

The young man risen from his bed, the light of the morning sun beaming in his eye's trying to break through the darkness that he seeks.

"You look like a complete mess, from your black damn spikey hair, to your beaten up cloak". "You sure talk a lot for being a god damned sword".

Cormyr rises from his bed, grabs his belongings and his weapon Animar the blade of elements. It's a katana that's pretty much beaten and withered away, but on the inside it contains Animar he's my familiar. I'm a magus I study the art of magic and combat, though it's been really hard trying to balance the two out. Being adopted in Noxus can put a lot of pressure on someone that just can't live with the way their society works.

"Only the strongest survive they said, get stronger they said". My face felt different after each beat down which is why I left Noxus before I would be forced to join their army.

So I took up some small mercenary jobs. I'm a bit adventurous and to improve my skills as both a mage and a fighter I left. That's when everything changed and I met Animar. The outside world is a lot cruller then you think. I wondered into a village which turned out to contain some not-so friendly people. I was chased into the woods and hunted by bandits for three days….three fucking days.

After they got me into a corner I had only one resort left. To try to form a bond with a familiar. Though this was a spell not to be taken lightly, it took preparations and it's not supposed to be rushed, so I dived in said some arcane word, made some hand signs and then everything went black. When I awakened I felt a comforting presence and what stood before was Animar Nature's Wrath, and that's how our adventure began. Unfortunatly to keep ourselves from being chased out of every town we come across I had to seal him away in a temporrary home, he wasn't to happy about that.

Cormyr walked out of his room and into the tavern for breakfast. He went up to the bar and took a seat.

A young woman approached him and asked "what would you like hun",cormyr blushing at her comment,

"I'll have the usual".

"Still squeamish in front of pretty girls" Animar snickered. That only brought more redness to Cormyr's cheeks.

After breakfast he pulled out the remainder of his money and paid for the meal. He looked down seeing the few silver and gold pieces he had left. He needed money and finally found an answer. The institute of war. He heard of a place that seeked people with special abilities and it offered him a chance for a new life.

"Well Animar time to go".

Cormyr stood up, turned around to walk out and ran into a rather rugged looking man.

"Watch where your going kid"!

He looked like someone that just came back from a war, scars everywhere. Definitely someone to stay away from. Cormyr tried to walk past him, but the tall rugged man moved in front of him.

"I'm talking to you punk".

Seeing that the rugged man won't back down Cormyr took a step back, and tried to put on the most intimidating face possible. "Step aside". There was a complete silence for a few seconds and then laughter for Cormyr looked more like the intimidated one. The rugged man stepped up and grabbed hold of him and lifted him up by the collar.

"I don't want any trouble". The rugged man just laughed at him,

"I'm gonna show you how we handle things around here kid". Cormyr uttered a few words and put his hand on top of his attacker, and shouted with all his might "FIRE BOLT"...phhhh. After a short pause and a puff of smoke the rugged man stood dumbfounded at the thought of being worried. Before Cormyr knew it he was on the ground grasping his face.

The rugged man walked away laughing, Cormyr couldn't take it, he was sick of being pushed around all the time. He stood up and called the man out," I've met women that hit harder than you". The rugged man turned around and Cormyr felt a jolt down his spine. This might be his last day on Valoran.

Cormyr never ran so fast in his entire life. Moving past people, dodging objects trying to get away from possibly his death. He was chased out the village, he ran into the woods hoping to loose him in the brush. He finally slowed down thinking that he lost him, until he heard the crack of a branch.

"Thought you could get away kid".

"Cormyr you have to stand your ground, you won't get any stronger if you flee from every encounter".

"Animar was right I have to stay, face these challenges, if he didn't look like he would eat me for breakfast it would be so much easier."

Cormyr took a stance and drew his sword. The rugged man drew a cruel looking bastard sword. It looks like it's been stained with blood. With a battle cry the rugged man charged Cormyr with nothing but bloodlust in his eyes. He swung his sword down, Cormyr took a side step and countered with a swing of his sword. Channeling his magic he created a small gust of wind and pushed him back cutting into his armor. Channeling magic drained Cormyr a lot because of how much power Animar requires to manifest his elemental energy. After clash of metal Cormyr was tiring out, there was no sign of him backing off. He felt something was off, his connection between him and Animar was getting stronger, he could tell his power was growing but his body couldn't keep up. He got pushed into a corner and at that same time something felt familiar...

"Move with the wind".

Just then in flash of speed Cormyr cut through his attacker and striking him down and appearing behind him.

He finally was able to hold his own in a fight. He still couldn't figure out what that feeling was, and that voice wasn't Animar. His vision became blurry and he began to feel nauseous. He dropped to the ground exhausted. He used too much mana in his fight. There was a sharp chill down his spine. Standing behind him with a look of vengeance.

He turned around and his vision was engulfed in flame, he smelled smoke and couldn't figure out what happened, he tried to steady himself but to no avail his body was exhausted. His vison darkened and before him stood a girl, he was stunned, she had red hair, amber eye's that could pierce through any man, and dark blue skin. He's never been so captivated before. She bear's both beauty and the strength of a beast. Then everything faded to black.

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