THE FIRST BATTLE
Every one-thousand years, one-hundred mamodo children are sent to the human world. With them, they each bring a spell book of a different color, and battle to decide the next king of their world.
Our story begins as a young boy wakes up one morning. He yawned, stretched, then got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror, and started to get ready for the first day of school.
"Well, Matto, looks like this is as good as it gets," he said as he looked as his reflection. Matto is a fifteen year old high school student and is about five feet and seven inches tall, and had short brown hair with hazel eyes. He brushed his teeth and hair, then put a necklace with a swirl-like symbol around his neck.
"Matto Makenji! Hurry and eat your breakfast so that you don't miss the bus!" he heard his mom yell up the stairs. "Coming, mom!" he yelled back.
Matto ate his breakfast, then grabbed his book bag and went outside to wait on the bus. He waited for about ten minutes before he heard a loud explosion, and voices following it.
Matto quickly ran in the direction of the explosion out of pure curiosity, and found a boy, about the same age as him, laying on the ground.
"Are you okay?" Matto asked the boy. It was then that he noticed the boy was grasping onto a strange book as if his life depended on it. "Hey, answer me!" Matto yelled as he tried to wake the boy up.
"ugh…w-where am I?" the boy said as he slowly opened his eyes. "It's okay, you're fine." Matto said in relief. "My name's Matto Makenji, what's yours?"
"My name is Takeru, Takeru Amakane." It was then that Takeru remembered the cause of the explosion. "OH NO!!" he yelled. "We have to get out of here now!"
"What? Why?" Matto asked.
"Wait…my book! Can you read this book?!" Takeru said in a frantic tone as he threw the white book into Matto's hands.
"What are you talking about? Who could possibly read this….." but he stopped himself. There was one section of the book that he could read perfectly. "This one part….the first spell….SAIFORU…"
"You can read it?!" Takeru yelled, overwhelmed with joy. But that joy quickly ended when he heard a strangely familiar voice.
"So you've finally found your book keeper, eh Takeru?" the voice was coming from a Teenage girl, who was followed by a man who looked to be about twenty-five years old, and he was holding a yellow book, just like Takeru's white one.
"Oh no! Matto, read the spell, quickly!" Takeru screamed as he put his arms out front.
To be continued…..
