This is my first attempt at a fan fiction. So go easy on me alright? I'm a huge fan of Albel so I just had to do something. So here's yet another Albel the Wicked fan fiction to add to the collection! The story is told from the point of view of a girl named Akina.
Chapter 1 The Encounter
Some say that he is the most skilled swordsman on the entire planet. They speak of him like he is some infectious disease that you can catch at any moment. I could never understand why they feared him so much and spoke so cruelly of him. At least...not until the day that I actually saw him in person for the first time. I had seen photos but seeing him in the flesh was completely different. He was just walking down the streets of Kirsla in the middle of the night for no apparent reason. The man that came to be called Albel The Wicked.
I was at the Kirsla inn that night. I was on my way to Aqios. I had heard that there was a brand new shipment of double-edged swords that had come in just the other day and I desperately needed a new one. They seemed to be so hard to find these days. All I could ever find was a Katana, which I could never learn to control very well. So I knew right away that it was true that this Albel was very skilled with a blade when I noticed the sheath and a Katana, connected to his thigh. To be able to wield a sword that complex you had to have lot of balance and control in your movements. I felt so intimidated by him because of this, I didn't want to admit it, but he really did look powerful walking by himself out there on the dark streets. I watched him as he walked down the steps that led down to the closed off caverns. I suddenly had the urge to follow him. I wanted to know just how powerful that this man was. I wondered if he was as skilled as they all said he was. I mean come on, there was no way that he was that good, I figured he was just all talk. But was he as cruel and ruthless as everyone claimed that he was? I knew that this was probably very foolish of me but, I grabbed my sword, connected it to my belt and ran out the door hoping to catch up with him.
However, I wouldn't need to worry about catching up with him for long. As soon as I got to the bottom of the steps to the caverns I suddenly felt a tight pressure on my wrist, I almost fell over because it had happened so fast. I quickly turned around to find out that Albel had gripped me by the wrist with a clawed gauntlet that went up all the way to his shoulder. I couldn't believe that I hadn't ever noticed it before. I found myself wondering what had happened to him. He must have noticed that I was staring because he tightened his grip to the point where I wanted to scream.
"Hey what's the matter with you! Are you trying to break off my wrist!" I yelled at him. A smirk formed on his lips.
"What a stupid question that is. I knew you were a fool..." he waited a moment "...of course I am." His smirk widened. Probably because of the expression on my face. I knew that it was what he was expecting from me. I looked down at my wrist and noticed that it was bleeding heavily.
"Do you always just grab and hurt people that just happen to walk past you?" I asked him
"Depends on who they are, or if I find them suspicious. But that's really none of your business is it, worm?" He said with a smug look on his face
"So, why me?" I asked
"Don't try to play dumb, fool. You don't think I noticed you staring at me as I walked past you back there? I knew you'd be stupid enough to follow me here." This must have distracted him slightly because his grip loosened a little. I pulled back, hoping to get out of his grasp. However, his grip instantly tightened again making that a very painful move.
"Stop trying to run fool. It won't work. You brought this upon yourself by following me here." He said with his usual expression of anger and hatred. He really was ruthless, I knew now why he was the leader of the Black Brigade. He started to tighten his grip even more. I gritted my teeth to stop myself from screaming and waking up all of Kirsla. I clenched my fist trying to stop myself from crying, but there was nothing I could do about my tears. They were falling onto my wrist, along with the gauntlet that gripped it, I just couldn't stop. I didn't dare look up at him. Thinking it would give him pleasure knowing that I was in so much pain, he wanted me to scream, I knew he did. But I wouldn't give into him so easily.
"Let me go!" I reached down, pulled out my sword, and slashed at his other arm. Albel was taken aback by this unexpected attack. His reflexes made him let go of my wrist and grab his own arm. I should have taken this opportunity to run, but I wasn't finished with him yet. Then I reached out to cut his leg. He tried to block this move but his reaction time was too late.
"Damn!" Albel cried out in pain. Then I got too cocky. I went in for a third strike but this time I was too slow, his katana was out now and it clashed with my own sword. The wounds that I had inflicted on Albel didn't seem to phase him at all anymore. He was completely focused on me. He pushed me back with his sword. I fell onto the ground. I realized then what a huge mistake I had made. He was way stronger than I was. I had a feeling I was going to die, I was just hoping he would do it quickly. I stood up but of course, he anticipated this and lunged at me, pinning me on the ground. His gauntlet was gripping my throat to the point where it too, was bleeding. I was planning to injure him again to get away but my sword had flung out of my hand.
"Who the hell do you think you're dealing with, huh! Do you have any idea who I am!" his blood red eyes were fixed on mine. They overwhelmed me, I could tell he wanted to kill me. When I didn't answer, He put his katana at my stomach and started to cut me. The cut wasn't deep enough to kill me but it was enough to make me scream. I was shaking uncontrollably and I could hardly breathe. I thought I was dying, that's what it felt like. I wanted it all to end.
"You...truly are...A-Albel the Wicked." I managed to say to him. His eyes narrowed, he was still looking straight at me, he was smiling. He was obviously happy to be called by that name. But his expression was different from before it was almost...softer, I didn't know why. Then everything started to blur before me. The last thing I remember before I passed out was him letting me go, getting up, and walking away...laughing softly to himself.
I know, I know it's pretty short. But it seemed like such a good place to end the first chapter. Hopefully they won't all turn out that way. Please review and tell me what you think! Or let me know if anything seems out of place or strange to you.