Chapter 1: Revenge?

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Where am I? I ask this question in regular basis. Since I could remember I was constantly on the run. I never knew my parents and that was harsh. I was left all alone to fend for myself. I hadn't thought of hating my parents for this reason but it is embedded in my mind because I always forgive them thinking that they left me for a good reason.

So it all started like this. I woke up on the ground in an abandoned warehouse. Major headache was my first thought, I stirred to see a battleaxe next to me. The blade was well crafted. There was a U shape on the top and the blade extended out the top and went down then to an angle, reached to a tip and in the middle. The left connected completely and the right one went up a bit then connected. The handle was long but the sizing was perfect and felt well-balanced. I picked it up and attached it to my back because there was a clip at the back.

I wondered around not knowing where I am and suddenly a big hound attacked me, it pounced on me but I rolled out of the way. A voice in my head my told me what to do. I slayed it quickly, the voice told me to run away.

I had many encounters with monsters and I killed them with my battleaxe. I eventually thought to name my axe, I named it Westenra. The voice constantly told me what to do. I never questioned it at all, the voice always sounded familiar. I never felt any change in me at all. I confirmed this when I looked in a mirror and found that I was still nine years old.

It felt like millennia before I noticed change. I grew taller and more muscular. I eventually outgrew my clothes to find a new set waiting for me at the warehouse. When I do go into cities I found that every time I go it changes. When I turned twelve I found a necklace. It also had a note attached saying that I have powers and also that the voice can't speak to me anymore, also that necklace maybe given to anyone I treasure. It will always protect them.

The necklace had silver covering the chain and on the locket had a blue gem, shaped in a heart shape that pulsed in blue. I wore it not knowing who to give it to. At one point in time I felt like there was not a soul on earth that could understand what I was going through.

As I was walking in the city it felt as though someone was following me. I then deliberately walked into an alley and then turned around and asked him, "Who are you and what do you want."

"All I want is vengeance and have you realised that you've just cornered yourself?" He said,

He kept his face hidden under his hood and reached for his blade concealed in his coat.

"You haven't answered my question." I said,

"Sorry, I don't justify myself to feeble-minded idiots."

"Shut up!"

"You're so easily tempered."

I hurtled Westenra at him, he dodged it easily.

"Fine, have it your way." He said.

He lunged at me with his sword. I felt the chill of the steel as it sliced through my shoulder and the blood splatter on my cheek. Blood dripped from my arm and I started to feel dizzy, I was losing a lot of blood.

"Reveal yourself!" I shouted.

"I thought that you would've grown by now… brother."