The Wicked Knight
Author Notes: Ok this is Mako and Sen my dear friend it's payback time. This is probably the worst situation for you yet in the story realm and I plan on doing this in full force. This is a one shot, and people...if i were you i'd pray this never becomes a series...you know what.
Screw it it's becoming a series. I don't own Dragon Quest...also this most likely will not relate at all to the characters.
3rd P.O.V
Ahhh story time, the sacred tradition of children of all ages for once giving their parents full on obedience and attention. And parents reading books of all sorts of fantasy tales. Letting their imaginations soar. This night at first would be of no exception to this little girl of 6.
She brushed her teeth, changed into her pajamas and hopped all cozy like into bed. Her father was a special man. He was a spellcaster, one who could make the stories come alive. "Papa what story are we reading about today?" He smiled brightly at his little princess.
"A special kind my dear, a true story to boot, full of magic, luck and quick wit. I was friends with the hero of this story." She was more excited, it even drove his older 13 year old son to the room and hear the tale. He was curious, but didn't usually care for the stories his father told.
Usually it was the same old thing, but he found himself a treat tonight. "Ahem hem hem, now to cast the realism spell. Oh great spell of light, please reveal all that there is tonight, cast this spell now, lift these characters make them arise, let us see the story through their eyes!"
The book fell on the floor flipping open to it's first page. The scenery of what was one a girly pink room transformed into a lush green forest and a small cottage. Like ghosts the children and father stand as the magic runs it's course through the story, the tale will be told till either the spellcaster breaks it or the story ends.
"Here we find two friends living together in peace..."
One was a profound blacksmith, the other a musician. Both lived comfortably in their little home, going about their daily lives. But one day something that happened that changed their fate.
The pair were outside, sitting leisurely on the grasslands of their yard. Our fair lady with a knack for songs was tuning her stringed fiddle. The male smith companion was working on his latest blade. He had been asked to have it created and perfected by the time the sun rose to the center of the sky.
Suddenly he stopped. Standing up abruptly, startling his partner in crime. "Mako?" She ceased her humming, but continued messing with this string and that. "Yes Sen?" He looks at her for a moment, fidgeting. "Say uh, could you wait here with the weapon? I need to go." He leaves in a sprint leaving the girl, and the sharpened weapon.
'Guess when ya gotta go ya gotta go.' Sadly for him it was his greatest mistake yet. Not long after he left a strange man approached their home.
A terrible shape he was in, his metallic armor was in tatters, blood was leacking through all parts of his body. His flesh if not ripped open was severely burned. He was barely hanging on. He fell to his knees, gasping for breath. "A-are you the one who lives here?"
He scanned her and more importantly the sword within her possession. He despite his pain manages a smaile. "Thank the lord I've arrived-" He coughs, spewing blood in the process, Mako with haste tries to help the poor man. But he rejects her assistance.
"I know...I am not long for this world. Fair lady, I have come for you, knowing you are the warrior of legend, one...who will go down in history as the greatest of knights. Please when I fall, take my sword and wield it, so that this world of chaos may be saved...gah!"
He closes his eyes for the final time(or so we think). Though she had not understood his words, she picks up the fallen fighters sword, and it glimmers and shimmers. Sen comes out to find the bright light fading and the once musician named Mako, has now become Mako the knight. "What the hell? Mako?! What happened?! Did you kill again?!"
Before she retells the tale of the past five minutes... the hero who gave her the most powerful sword of all time Coughs up blood in surprise..."Y-you mean, she...is evil?" I think he just re-died...
"If it helps i'm not 'evil' I'm cruel, and sadistic...but not evil." And Sen is not happy, not a single sign show relief or joy, if anything..."Noooooo whyyyyyyy?! Ahuuhuhu." He's in tears, depressed, in despair, distressed(any more describing D words.).
He glares at the now true corpse. "You idiot! You chose the wrong person! We're doomed, doomed I tell you! The sadistic witch..."
He rubs his face, doing his best to avoid the sure to be grinning Mako, for she was definitely not the one to take on the quest of a hero. Now her journey begins. Glancing at the clock, the father stops the spell from progressing. His daughter frowns. "Papa...we just started!"
To her it had only felt like minute when in reality it had been 2 full hours, and it was time for bed. He kisses her cheek, and messes with his sons hair whom of which is too disappointed at the closed book. "What does sadistic mean?" His reply is the simple "I'll tell you when you're older(not really)" statement.
The lights are turned off for the night, both children lay in her cots dreaming, their last coherent thought was what would happen in the upcoming adventures of this female knight.
Of course our magician knows the entire story, but he just loved reliving it, retelling the tale...let's see just how badly she screws up the noble traditions of a knight shall we?
to be continued
Author Notes: An interesting start and already i'm heading for the cliff hanger. Yes there will be some changes in P.O.V whether it be from the characters in the story, to the children as they see and hear the tale unfold.
Lots of big fun, lots of mysteries and uh...yeah this will stay T and it is not recommended to be an actual childrens story. Please review(no flames but good critical and helpful feedback is appreciated) any faves and follows are always welcome ^_^ Tchao for now!