Alvar listened to the sounds of the other kids walking by. Asbel and his friends. Alvar sighed. He didn't have many friends, but he'd never dwelled on it that much. Just sat on the hill and listened to the voices that floated on the wind. But about a year ago, Asbel and his friends had started coming to the hill more often.
A chill. Alvar sat up and turned around. Asbel and the others were still walking up the hill, apparently not noticing the sudden chill. Alvar started walking towards the source of the wind. After a while, he discovered a large orb, bright blue, sitting in the middle of a patch of trees.
Breathing heavily, Alvar grabbed it.
The world faded around Alvar as the colors changed from gentle blues and greens to a raging red. Fire.
As alvar looked around, he saw a man dressed in red kill a man and a woman with no apparent reason. He stepped back, surprised and hit a man dressed in knight's armor.
"Are you with the church of Martel?" The man asked, wielding his sword at Alvar.
"Y-Yes!" Alvar said, starting at the blade.
"Good." the man walked off, slicing at anything that moved.