Chapter 1

Sahib a young man was found at the gladator stadium. There stood a man that would be a Fanalis if he was one. Although his hair and eyes where not of one, his heart was similar to a Fanalis.

At the age of 16 he was fighting in a stadium against bigger more cruel men trying to take his life. He struggled among them but always managed to murge as victor.

Voices screaming from all around him. He glanced up to them as he held a large sword in both hands covered in blood of the man he just slayed.

'Boy who are you? do you want to be freed?' said a voice in the croud

He glanced up rather swiftly as others turned their heads to see a woman to be about the same age as he perhaps little older but not by much.

'I well not sale my slave to you not to anyone' demanded the owner of the young man.

'How dare you speak to her in such tongue' said a voice hovering from above on a flying carpet being younger than Sahib.

Everyone looked up as they saw a figure in the sky. The man held his hand up to shade his eyes a little bit 'is that a Magi?' he asked wondering. He then looks back at the woman 'If he is one I want him. how much do you want for that Magi?'

'Tch you lazy fat ass ugly son of a bitch, how dare you speak to me like that' she slams her first in a near by wall as it crumbled.

Jalil couldn't help but laugh his ass off holding his stomach slightly as he waved his hand to let his flying carpet go down so he could be eye level with the man. 'Sorry about that but I am not a slave and I chose her for my king'.

She leaped down as she began to walk towards Sahib as she exstended her hand to him 'I well become my companion when I conquer a dungeon' as she smiled to the young man.

Sahib's eyes widen slightly in shock to hear her ask him. He rose his hand as its bound by shackles and chains. Exstending his hand to take her's as he glanced back at the man who had always made him fight for his life in dangerious battles in the stadium.

Muhamid didn't like this at all, one of his best fighters is being taken away from him as he stood up and points 'if you want him, then I'm taking this Magi'. He reached out his hand to Jalil trying to take a hold of him pulling him down.

She blinked a few times as she cracks up laughing 'o man you are so clueless arn't you? who said he'll let you take him without a fight'.

Jalil had pulled out his wond pointing it to the man 'I don't like how you do things here, in fact I'm releasing that boy'. He moved his wond to the side aiming it down taking a shot as strong whirl winds sliced the chains on the young Gladiator.

Muhamid the man that had bought Sahib years ago clutched his staff in his hand as he rose it to swing it at Jalil 'keep your hands off of my property you foolish boy' he snapped.

Jalil moves the flying carpet fast as he leaps off taking a hold of it and swings it around him. The Carpet became a piece of cloth that went around his neck as he chuckles. 'Nice try lazy ass. This guy was chosen by my king'.

'How can that woman be a king? she is a woman' shouted Muhamid as he had called for his guards to stop them.

Jalil chuckled as he took a step forward with his wond in hand still. 'She is truelly from a royal bloodline so there for she is able to be. but I'm sure you dont undstand a thing. She is the granddaughter of Raizen'.

'Raizen you say? how come that name sounds so familiar' pondered Muhamid.

'Because he is famious all over, more than Sinbad of the Seven Seas' replied Jalil.

'Raizen... he is the king true king of Fantasia isn't he? isn't the Dracophen clan a mix type between Magi and Fanalis?' asked Muhamid.

'Wow you know us very well don't you, you lazy ugly fat ass' she said.

Sahib stayed silent trying to figure out what is going on. All he can figure out is that this woman is royalty and willing to recruite him for her missions. He looked down at the chains that where shattered by the Whirl Wind that was sent from the Magi's wond.

Muhamid blinks a few times as he shacks now in fear. He glazed the woman over as he backs up a few steps rasing his hand. 'Let them go men, I do not want to become the enemy of that family. They are one of the most dangerious families out there'.

'So does this mean you gonna let the kid go and let us take him' said Jalil as he leans forward waving his wond around a few times.

'Yes please take the boy, I can find another one perhaps this time I'll find a Fanalis' he said as he turns to leave.

She smiles turning her head to look at the boy. Exstending her hand to him 'I am Lona and you are?'

Sahib takes her hand as he still has the shackle pieces on him. 'I'm called Sahib' he said in a low voice almost like he dosen't speak often.

Jalil puts his arm around Sahib with a grin. 'Welcome to our little group, I am Jalil and I'm a Magi and surve Lona here. She's really nice but don't make her angry or you might get hurt'.

Sahib blinks a few times feeling Jalil's arm drape around him as they walked out of the stadium. He glanced forward to see Lona walking ahead of them. He finally gave a soft look from his eyes that are no longer a slave to servive but of a free boy.

She glanced back as she held her hand out to him 'lets get you some clean clothes and you can warsh up somewhere and get all that dust and gunk off of you. and Warning about Jalil he may not seem it but he does like to toy around'

Sahib slowly nods fallowing them without much of a sound or word from him.

She turns her head slightly to him with a smile as she bought some clothes that would seem to fit him handing them to Jalil and points to the bathing house for them.

'You got it my King' said Jalil. He takes a hold of Sahib's hand taking him into the bathing house.

Sahib looked around for a moment before removing his ripped dirty clothing. His clothing hit the ground as he began to take a step into the bath water when he was splashed. He stood there for a moment with water dripping off his bare skin. He glanced over to see Jalil giggling like a little girl as he shacks his head.

'How immature can you be?' he finally spoke

Jalil blinks a few times as he leans forward splashing him once again 'c'mon loosen up and have some fun'.

Sahib gave a sigh as he lowered his body into the bath water. Sat there for a moment before starting to clean the crap out of his hair. Few bugs where in his hair since he couldn't do much cleaning while he was a slave.

Jalil leaps out of the bath water for a moment as he starts to see small dead bugs floating around. He slowly glanced up at Sahib as he sighs.

'Afraid of dead bugs are we' taunted Sahib.

Jalil glares as he ends up putting his hand on Sahib's head pushing him under water. 'Here let me help you get rid of those pesky things' as he laughs.

Sahib waves his hands a few times while his head was being held under water. He took a hold of something on Jalil pulling him into the water pinning him underneath him as he glares.

'Do that again and i'll kill you without hesitation' he said. He felt something underneath himself as he glanced down for a moment. Before he realised it he got off of Jalil 'are you gay?' he asked Jalil.

Jalil slowly rose up as his body is dripping with water. Of course getting exacted would make him get a little hard as he sighs 'not totally, I'm not sure it just happened'.

Sahib sighs as he points to him 'I am not into men like that, so keep your distence if you gonna have some sort of reactiong to me, got it'.

'Alright I get it now get off my case about it, I promise I wont hit on you but we well end up taking baths together like brothers, so get use to it' said Jalil as he starts helping Sahib warsh his hair.

Sahib sat there letting Jalil warsh his hair and his back. Once his hair and back was done he turns to do the same for Jalil as he blinks a few times 'you're hair looks longer than main and you gotta tell me what you use to make it feel so silky smooth'. He blinks a few times realising what he is saying as he drops Jalil's hair 'never mind im not a pansy'.

Jalil chuckles looking back at Sahib 'your cute you know that right' he said. Once he was done he stood up raising his hands slightly to drain his long hair. He steps out of the tub taking a hold of a towel to dry himself off with.

Sahib got out after him as he reached over to take a towel. 'Dont call me cute, I told you I'm not into men like you are'.

'O relax I only called you cute, I'm sure King Lona would say the same thing' replied Jalil fully dried. He then puts his clothes on and starts to braid his long hair.

Sahib sighs as he finished drying himself. He reached for the new clothes and puts them up trying to figure them out. His hair flowing behind him when Jalil takes a hold of it.

Jalil began to brush Sahib's hair and soon puts it in a tail out of his way and hands him a sword that was bought for him.

'T-Thanks' he said to Jalil. He placed the sword at his hipside as he and Jalil walked out of the bathing house.

She turned her head to see the two coming out. She was setting down nibbling on a snack as she waited. She smiled towards them 'took your sweet time, did Jalil make a move on you or something' she teased.

Sahib gave a slight blush 'nothing like that, he just tried to help me clean my hair and everything, that is all'.

She stood up looking at them. 'Shall we go conquer a dungeon now' she said as she takes the lead with the two fallowing not to far behind.