Chapter 1 The Start of My Journey
"We will be back for you again, you stupid farm boy." I heard a boy said. I opened my eyes and saw the bullies walk away. I stood up, my legs feeling like jello. I guess they really did a number on me this time. I started to walk out of the alley, thinking of what I did to deserve this beating from these bullies. I looked around, trying to figure out what part of town I was in. Luckily for me, I was near the city gates. I limped through the gates and up the hill to a farm. Walking up the hill, I saw my mother working in the fields. She stopped working and ran toward me.
"Alex! Alex, what did you do this time?" She asked.
"I did nothing, like every other time." It isn't that I like to get beat up but this group of boys just seems to beat me up for the hell of it.
"Come in side quickly." She hurried me inside and tended to my wounds. Even some old wounds reopened, which was just great for me. I then heard someone come through the front door. I assumed it was father, coming home from working at the noble's stables. He kissed mom on the cheek and looked at me.
"What did you do this time?" I gave him the same answer that I gave mom. He just let out a small sigh.
"Go to your room." I started to go up stairs because I wanted to hear what they were going to say about me.
"Do you know why he keeps getting beat up?" He ask mom.
"I don't. He never told me why he keeps getting beat up." She responded.
"You think he is hiding something from us?" What is this? They question my trust? I have never hid anything from them.
"No I don't. He has always told us everything he knew." Thank you mom.
"I just wish he was more careful." With that, they hugged and started working on dinner. I went up to my room and went to a chest that was at the foot of my bed. I opened the chest to find an old sword. Its sides were chipped and the point of it became blunt. I know it is not the greatest of swords, but a great man gave it to me. I remember when I first met him. I was getting beat up, as usually, and then he appeared out of nowhere. He chased the kids away.
"You ok?" He asked. I was too shock to say anything. He then walked over to me and helped me up.
"Can you at least tell me your name?" He asked.
"My name is Alex, sir." I said.
"You have to stand up for yourself Alex. You just can't let other people push you around." I just turned away from him.
"But what can I do? I am just a farm boy." He then turned me around.
"That is not true. If you just stand up for yourself, then I think that those bullies over there would leave you alone." He said. The man seemed nice enough, so I invited him to stay over at my house. He stayed the night and when I awoke the next morning, he was gone. He did leave me three things. One was a note saying:
Dear Alex,
You cannot let yourself be picked on. You must stand up to what ever is troubling you. I have left you two things. I think they may help you in the future. Thank you for your kindness.
That was all that the note said. I then looked at what the note was attached to. It was an old sword and a rust chest plate. I never showed them to my parents and kept them hidden away in my room. At the time I was about 10 or 11, now I am 16. It seems that time flies by quickly. I looked at the sword and placed it down on the ground. I then went to my closet and took out the rust chest plate. I put the armor on. It fit just right. I then put the sword on my back and took a cloak out of my dresser. I wrapped the cloak around me and took out a piece of paper and left my parents a note. I told them that I left home to become something great. I was armed so I can defend myself. I told them not to worry about me. I left the note on my dresser and out the window I went.
"Good bye my old life." I said as I went out the window. With that, my journey began.
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FlamingHero626: This is my first LoD story. Please Review it
"We will be back for you again, you stupid farm boy." I heard a boy said. I opened my eyes and saw the bullies walk away. I stood up, my legs feeling like jello. I guess they really did a number on me this time. I started to walk out of the alley, thinking of what I did to deserve this beating from these bullies. I looked around, trying to figure out what part of town I was in. Luckily for me, I was near the city gates. I limped through the gates and up the hill to a farm. Walking up the hill, I saw my mother working in the fields. She stopped working and ran toward me.
"Alex! Alex, what did you do this time?" She asked.
"I did nothing, like every other time." It isn't that I like to get beat up but this group of boys just seems to beat me up for the hell of it.
"Come in side quickly." She hurried me inside and tended to my wounds. Even some old wounds reopened, which was just great for me. I then heard someone come through the front door. I assumed it was father, coming home from working at the noble's stables. He kissed mom on the cheek and looked at me.
"What did you do this time?" I gave him the same answer that I gave mom. He just let out a small sigh.
"Go to your room." I started to go up stairs because I wanted to hear what they were going to say about me.
"Do you know why he keeps getting beat up?" He ask mom.
"I don't. He never told me why he keeps getting beat up." She responded.
"You think he is hiding something from us?" What is this? They question my trust? I have never hid anything from them.
"No I don't. He has always told us everything he knew." Thank you mom.
"I just wish he was more careful." With that, they hugged and started working on dinner. I went up to my room and went to a chest that was at the foot of my bed. I opened the chest to find an old sword. Its sides were chipped and the point of it became blunt. I know it is not the greatest of swords, but a great man gave it to me. I remember when I first met him. I was getting beat up, as usually, and then he appeared out of nowhere. He chased the kids away.
"You ok?" He asked. I was too shock to say anything. He then walked over to me and helped me up.
"Can you at least tell me your name?" He asked.
"My name is Alex, sir." I said.
"You have to stand up for yourself Alex. You just can't let other people push you around." I just turned away from him.
"But what can I do? I am just a farm boy." He then turned me around.
"That is not true. If you just stand up for yourself, then I think that those bullies over there would leave you alone." He said. The man seemed nice enough, so I invited him to stay over at my house. He stayed the night and when I awoke the next morning, he was gone. He did leave me three things. One was a note saying:
Dear Alex,
You cannot let yourself be picked on. You must stand up to what ever is troubling you. I have left you two things. I think they may help you in the future. Thank you for your kindness.
That was all that the note said. I then looked at what the note was attached to. It was an old sword and a rust chest plate. I never showed them to my parents and kept them hidden away in my room. At the time I was about 10 or 11, now I am 16. It seems that time flies by quickly. I looked at the sword and placed it down on the ground. I then went to my closet and took out the rust chest plate. I put the armor on. It fit just right. I then put the sword on my back and took a cloak out of my dresser. I wrapped the cloak around me and took out a piece of paper and left my parents a note. I told them that I left home to become something great. I was armed so I can defend myself. I told them not to worry about me. I left the note on my dresser and out the window I went.
"Good bye my old life." I said as I went out the window. With that, my journey began.
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FlamingHero626: This is my first LoD story. Please Review it