The Rise

by birdy22

Let me tell you a story, my name is Nate. I come from a world that you are not supposed to know of. I want to tell you the rise and fall of a great empire that i was apart of, i also want to tell you the love that I found and lost. This may take some time

1. Chapter 1

Chapter- Losing Myself

I have seen things that others don't have to see, I have been abandoned and left behind and no one even cares how I feel my entire life has been something of a shame of my true existence. I don't think you understand what I'm trying to say to you but I think I can explain a little bit more but if I do I need you to promise me something… You will never tell a soul what I'm about to tell you…Understood? Good. Let my introduce my self I'm Nate, yes I'm a girl but I'm different you can even say special. Now that we have that out of the way I can tell you more about myself, well not everything just a taste. As you already know my name is Nate, and I'm a girl but besides that I'm 5'7, and athlete, everything else that you most likely want to know I'm not going to tell you and you can't make me. And if you do I might have to kill you and that wouldn't be good, because so far I like you but that can change if you push me too much…got it? Good. As I was saying I'm special, very special, and most people who met me think that I'm nice and understanding. Then they get on my bad side and then all hell breaks lose… literally. I'm from a place that isn't supposed to exist, I'm something that is in stories of fiction and make belief; the only problem is that the place I'm form is real and what I'm has been around for centuries. What am I you ask? Well I'm a Nightwalker. No I'm not a vampire, a werewolf (lycan), nor am I a demon of some sort. I'm exactly what I said a Nightwalker. The place that I'm from is the realm of Amadeus, it's a place with the good and the bad then there is the middle. This middle as we will call it for now is where I was born; it's not for the rich and not for the poor it's for the middle and such. The Good is the rich and wealthy place where everything is silver and white and everyone is happy but they never go to the middle or the bad, the Bad is where the poor and shameful are these are the ones that have lost their way from the Good and the middle this is how they were sent to the bad. The Bad is black and red, these colours represent the darkness and blood that has been shed throughout the Bad, when you have entered the bad there is no way for you to come back out. Many have tried and have been killed. The Middle is dark grey and light grey; these colours represent the torn nature of those from the middle. The reason behind it the middle used to be apart of the Good but they split after the Middle went for it's own independence and things have never been the same, no one from the middle is aloud to communicate with anyone in the Good. The Bad is cut off from everyone. How? Well a wall was built around the city to keep the people form the Bad in but as everyone knows it will most likely fall but that part if for later. The Good has always been the ones with the most money; almost all of it, the middle has a little bit less then half of what the Good have. You may be wondering why I'm telling you all of this, my reason you need to know to understand and if you don't want to understand stop listening to me, get up and walk away for I won't come back; once I have told you my story you may go back to your lonely, boring, unbelieving lives for all I care, but if you do care sit back down and listen. Don't forget to pay close attention to me. Why? Well if you don't listen you will miss something of great importance that will help you understand why I need to tell you this, but again if you don't care walk away and I will disappear and you will never know the truth. Back to my story, The Bad has always been forming a plan to break down the wall but the only problem is that the bad have always lacked the knowledge to break down this great wall, this is where the Middle come in, we the middle have been the ones to protect the Good from the Bad. Now do you understand my purpose? If not let me tell you, the people of the Middle have been raised as the fighters of our realm to protect the Good from the Bad because the Good do not understand the combat or war. They are to pampered to know that there world is being protected by those they spit and laugh upon, sometimes you have to wonder why the Middle never paired up with the Bad. I never said they wouldn't, eventually they will. I want you to know that once the war began it lasted for centuries, now it was my turn to fight. I have been fighting this war for the past 230 years. How old am I? 19. This war has been fought around you all and you have never noticed, but I have. I have watched my family fight and die leaving me alone in this world to fight for them, to finish what they started. My parents fought to keep me and my brothers safe but they died as did my 5 brothers, now I'm here telling you their story, my story.

My brother's names were: Tobias, Xavier, Justice, Zander, and Theo. My parent's names were: Armor was my father, Asia was my mother, and they were always there for me when I was young and didn't understand what was truly going on. I never really understood what my parents were fighting for, my brother's would tell me that I need not worry about it because they would protect me from harm. I never knew that would be the last thing they said to me, I wish I could turn back the clock but that goes against our laws. Wait did I tell you the laws? Sorry. Let me tell you: LAW 1: Never Communicate with others outside your own. LAW 2: Protect the high archer, LAW 3: Raise your children with the laws, LAW 4: Never leave the realm of Amadeus, and LAW 5: Never approach the great tower of time. These laws were set fourth to keep everyone in line but the only one that everyone paid attention to was law 5 because if this law was broken you were sent away to the dark. At the beginning of my story I never told you the true names of the city well I guess I should tell you now. The "Good" as I was calling it is Silver Nom, it is the head of the three cities, the "Middle" is Grace Mount, and the "Bad" is Black Abyss. Now that we have cleared that up we can move on. As I was saying before my brothers told me that they would always protect me and never leave that was until the war came straight to our door, the head council of Silver Nom wanted my father and mother to fight against the Black Abyss and there uprising because my parents were given powers by the great tower of time. The powers were given as a gift to them because of there noble hearts and how much they loved Grace Mount, they never complained and always helped others who were in need from our city; so when my parents had there first child my oldest brother Tobias they were given the powers and then they were passed on to each child including myself. When the high council came my brothers hid me in the closet because they knew if the high council saw me they would know I was different from the rest of my family, yes I had the same powers as my brothers but mine were more powerful and very dangerous; for they knew if Silver Nom found out they would use me to tap into my power to help stop the uprising of Black Abyss. It was told by the Great Tower of Time that a child would be born of great power and only she would be able to stop the war that was to come, but if they used her to much she would turn and join those who wish to destroy and then they would be the ones to fall. This prophecy never came true so Silver Nom thought they still had to wait, my family knew other wise and that is why they hid me that night. When the high council left my family told me that they would have to hide me, I never really understood why but they told me it was to keep me safe so I went along with it. My brothers Tobias, Xavier, Justice, Zander, and Theo took me to the realm of humans which is the world that you live in, they told me I would be safe here because the humans did not know of us and thought we were just stories in books. I never saw them again after that because as soon as they returned my parents were already gone off to fight, they died 4 years later because some how their power was drained from them. My brothers then went and also died the same way only 8 years later. When I was put in the human world, I was 4 in human years. You do the math. Now I'm back and ready to avenge my family, but I never thought that I would find someone who understood me. The person that would help pull me from the darkness that was apart of me in so many ways, the first prince of Silver Nom.