Hello Everyone and welcome to my new story which is called Medieval Adventures: The story of a legendary friendship. This story is going to explain how Tomada and Mordred the unconquerable know each other and why Mordred wants to kill Tomada. I hope you will enjoy it :)

Tomada and Mordred the unconquerable weren't always enemies that they would end up being in the near future, they were once the best of friends and they were so close that they considered each other as brothers and they would go on many adventures together.

We all know that Tomada wasn't the bodyguard that he would end up becoming but he was once a Bandit who raided the land and stole precious goods in order to keep himself and his allies alive and well since he was a bandit who had a sense of honour.

Mordred was the son of a very strong knight who had been campaigning in battles his whole life and who didn't seem to enjoy spending time with his son although it wouldn't have bothered Mordred since he did have Tomada as a friend to look after him.

But today, the story starts when Tomada and Mordred were just young children who were very mischievous and sneaky whenever they did something together like stealing food for example or tricking their classmates into thinking stuff that wasn't real.

"Come on Tomada" said Mordred with a cheerful expression on his face. "First one to the castle wins".

"You're on Mordred" said Tomada who smiled in excitement and joy. "This is going to be awesome".

"I know right" said Mordred as he began to run towards the castle. "Catch me if you can!".

Tomada smiled as he began to run after Mordred knowing that he was faster in terms of speed and he proved it by passing Mordred who could only smile knowing that he loved racing against Tomada and he also knew that it was just for fun.

They eventually got to the castle where they were met by an very angry knight which made them gulp in terror who they knew was the father of Mordred and it was very clear to them that he wasn't happy to see his son playing with Tomada.

"Son, Come with me" said the male knight who was a Peregrine Falcon like Tomada and Mordred. "I would like to have a private word with you".

"Coming father" said Mordred as he quickly gave Tomada a hug which he returned before they separated. "Bye Tomada, I hope to play with you again someday".

"Bye Mordred" said Tomada before he was called over by his own father as well as his mother. "I see you later buddy, gotta go".

The two friends soon went their separate ways but they know that they will see each other again although they were hoping that it would be sooner rather than later as they went back home with their respective parents.

Mordred and his father arrived home where his father shoved him inside the house much to the discomfort of Mordred himself who didn't like it when his father treated him this badly but he always managed to put up with it.

"Ok son, what were you doing?" asked Mordred's father with a stern expression on his face. "Care to explain to me what you were doing?".

"I was only playing dad" said Mordred with a sad expression on his face as he looked at his father. "I wasn't doing anything, honest".

"Only playing hmm?" asked Mordred's father as he began to glare at Mordred who whimpered a bit. "You was 'playing' with the son of my rival".

"No dad, you don't understand" said Mordred as he tried to defend his friend from his own father. "Tomada is my friend and he's good guy".

Mordred's father wasn't having any of it and he grabbed his son before turning him around only to start spanking the poor kid who soon had tears streaming down his face since this was the kind of punishment that he gets for disobeying his father and he hated it.

His father kept on spanking him until he gave him one last almighty spank before he released Mordred who quickly turned round to face his father with tears continuing to stream down his face as he began to soothe his bottom so he can try to get rid of the pain that he just endured.

"What's going on here?" asked a female Peregrine Falcon before she saw Mordred in pain. "Oh son, don't worry, mommy's here".

"H-Hi m-mom" whimpered Mordred as his mother hugged him which he returned. "I'm g-glad t-that y-you're h-here m-mom".

"What's wrong son?" asked Mordred's mother who grew concerned for her son. "Did someone hurt you?".

"Ye-Yes m-mom" said Mordred as he pointed at his father who was still glaring at him. "H-he h-hurt m-me".

"Ok Mordred" said Mordred's mother as she kissed her son on the forehead. "How you go upstairs while mommy sorts daddy out, ok?".

Mordred nodded in agreement as he went upstairs to his room while his mother was going to confront his father about his behaviour and Mordred knew that he was going to hear a lot of shouting which scared the living hell out of him.

He entered his bedroom where he got on his bed and curled up into a ball as he began to cry since he couldn't hold the pain back any longer and he had decided to let it all out since his mother had once told him that keeping things bottled up inside of you won't help.

Mordred was very scared of his father since he was constantly bullied by him for not being as strong as his father wanted him to be and his father would constantly go on campaigns abroad in order to avoid spending time with his son.