Hi I'm Edward, just your average 18 year old teen running from a group of pissed off griffons. You're probably wondering how I, a simple human, is running from Mythological beasts, right? Well I'll tell you. It started 2 years ago, I was in my personal training grounds preparing myself for a future in the military.
Flashback
"48… 49… 50. I need to make a new workout regime, this is becoming too easy." Looking around my personal training grounds which is a large clearing in the forest, complete with obstacle course, firing range, melee dummies, smithy forge, and a mini-gym which is where I was currently at. Let me tell you about myself; My name is Edward Smith, I'm 16 years old. I'm a 5 foot mixed heritage male with brown eyes, and jet black hair which I normally keep in a buzz cut, and a cleanly shaven face, I have lightly tanned skin, and a medium build. Currently, I was dressed in my usual clothing and accessories; a Kevlar-armored black sleeveless shirt with matching boot cut pants, black fingerless MMA gloves, black Steel-toed leather boots, hand-made black leather wrist guard worn on my right arm, Titanium sports watch worn on my left arm, leather pouch on my left thigh with compartments for; ammo, throwing stars, and a small med kit, and lastly polarized red-tint sunglasses. I was born and raised in Charlotte, NC of the United States, I am an accomplished martial art expert being a black-belt in every form of martial arts known to man, I am a master in Kenjutsu, Sword Technique, and my preferred weapons are my five-foot Katana, Tanto, and personal bolt-action rifle. Every piece of weaponry I use was made by me as I am an expert blacksmith and gunsmith. My rifle has a hand-carved wooden stock crafted out of the wood of a fine Oak tree, the barrel and bolt are made of lightweight Aluminum 7075 which I got from a friend who helps in the production of it, the scope is capable of getting a clear sight on a target at a maximum range of about 1200 yards. My Tanto, created using the same method as my Katana giving it the strength and durability of the virtually indestructible blade, has black cloth woven around the ebony wood handle, the inscription 'The monster is one who kills without feeling' is written on the right side of the blade as Japanese kanji. My Katana, my most prized possession, the crown jewel of my arsenal, I spent almost a month crafting this blade to perfection, day in day out I tended to the blade as a mother to her newborn child. The blade is honed to an ultra-sharp point, there is not a single imperfection in this blade, my blood sweat and tears all went into the forging of this weapon. woven around the cherry wood handle is a durable black fabric with golden accents, and lastly has the inscription, 'Blood and Steel' is on the right side of the blade, also written as Japanese Kanji. Currently I am training myself for when I go to join the US Military. My current ambition is to train myself to be the best I can be so when I join the military I can know I am always doing my best to ensure the safety of my friends and family. Anyways I just completed my physical training, now for skill. Grabbing my rifle I made my way to the firing range where I repeatedly shot at the human-shaped targets downrange. Checking the time on my watch I saw it was nearly 6:00 pm. Strapping my rifle to my back I retrieved the spare clips of ammo I had laying on the table beside me and made my way out of the clearing heading toward my home. Or at least that was the plan until a bright light blinded me.
Hey guys, Warbrony16 here asking what do you think so far and should I continue. This is my first story and I want to make sure you are enjoying it. All criticism is welcome. Until next time see you later.