"No father please don't leave me" the boy reaches his hand out to his father but couldn't grab on "father please don't go" the boy loses site of his father in the large crowd and slowly he is surrounded by dozens of unfamiliar faces. "noooooooooooo"
"No" Asher awakes from his dream covered in sweat. "Damn I had that same nightmare again its really starting to get on my nerves." He looked up at the sky for a second then around at his surroundings. "Well I think its best if I get moving wasted too much time here." He was a semi tall boy about six feet tall no more than eighteen years old; he had blonde spikey hair and 10 piercings in his left ear. The only noticeable thing on his body was a symbol on his left arm tattooed in colorful inks he had raggedy clothing that he looked like he was wearing his whole life. On his right hip a broad sword in a green sheath.
Asher grabbed his bag from under the tree and started walking towards the dirt road. As he made his way to the top of the hill he noticed a heavy black smoke coming from the distance. He began to run up the dirt path quickly only to find the small village set ablaze. "Great I finally find a lead and the whole village is up in smoke" He notices a few wagons heading from the town with many wounded and sick people. He just stares as a few of the wagons pass him bye. "What happened here it looks like a war zone?"
An old man riding on a mule with a few of his belongings strapped to its back come up to the boy." Come on move it everyone we don't have all day here the bandits could come out of the cave at any minute. Hey you boy best turn around while you still can. Those bandits are going to be really mad when they realize they didn't get what they are looking for."
Asher's interest peaked. He looks up at the old man." They didn't? What would that be old man? It wouldn't happen to be the sword would it?"
The old man shocked by the boy's response" wait you wouldn't happen to be Asher Ellie the famous archeologist, the one who's been writing me letters for months about the cave."
"I'm only a part time archeologist and you flatter me too much. I take it that you are the chief of the village the one wit"
The old man cut him off "Quick you don't have much time you can still stop them from getting it, if that falls into the wrong hands the world could be in danger. Here take this map and the sigil you will know what to do with it. The town's folk killed some of the bandits but there are still a few left in the cave. I was too much of a coward I'm old and can't do much but if they get that weapon many more will die and I can't live with that on my conscious" The old man with great sadness in his eyes looked at Asher. "Please I'm begging you get to it before they do"
Without even a second thought he snatched the items from the old man's hands. "No need to ask me twice I was headed there any way. If what I think is in that cave then I need to hurry good bye." He Ran down the hill towards the cave with great haste. Moments later Asher arrives at the front of a damp cave it had fungus and mold. The sound of water dripping could be heard but not only that the sound of people arguing. "That must be the bandits. Good there not too far away I can still hear them." Asher took a few steps into the cave and then he felt a loud shaking the ground around him. He took another step forward and tripped on a root. A Moment later the ground gave out and he was falling through it.
"Ughhh my head" He looked around eyes adjusting to the lack of light in the room. His head was sore but what hurt more was his arm."Crap I think I dislocated my shoulder." He started to feel around on the ground till he found a piece of wood. He used his matches from his pocket and made a small torch. The room lit up and he noticed a small narrow passage and walked towards it, trying very hard to not touch the slimy damp walls out of fear that his only source of light would diminish.
Asher emerges threw the crack in the wall into an enormous stone walled room with rubble everywhere. "Now this looks like a place where a sacred treasure would be held." In the center of the room was a pedestal with light from the outside shinning down upon it. Asher walked towards it and noticed some weird symbols on it. He touched it with his hands and as he did all the boulders and rocks in the room started to come together and form a gigantic gargoyle like demon. "O great this is going to be fun"
Asher pulled out his sword out from its sheath "This sword wasn't meant to be use on stone but it will have to do." He rushed towards the beast. With one swipe of its paw the beast sent him into the wall. He got up and lunged at the beast again. This time the beast tried to crush him under his massive paw. Asher dodges it barely. The beast's paw which was hard and stone got stuck in the ground which was mostly dirt and mud. "This is my chance." Asher ran up its leg jumping over its head and landing on its back. With all his strength he lunged the sword into the gargoyles back. "What a surprise that didn't work." Asher's pocket starts pulsate. "What's this, the sigil is glowing." He looks around and quickly notices a similar glow coming from the top of the beats head. "Could this be what the sigil is for?" the gargoyle shook it's back sending me flying the sword still stuck in the back of him.
The beast sent its paws down again and Asher ran up its leg and put the sigil on top of its head the room started to shake along with the monster. The beast gave one last terrifying leap into the air while asher was still on its back smashing him into the ceiling the gargoyle began to break apart as asher slowly fell to the ground his whole body throbbing in pain.
"Yip yip" the small stone creature jumped up and down excitedly. "yip yip"
"Ughhh my body feels horrible." Asher picked up his head looking around confused at a golem that seemed to have shrunk 100 times its original size. "That look suits you a lot better your less deadly this way" In the distance there was a sound of sparks or fireworks going off."Looks like the bandits used the opportunity to get into the treasure room while I was unconscious." Asher ran to the other side of the room towards the large bulky doors. "Quick we got to hurry up you little stone mongrel if they get their hands on that item were all finished."
A skinny man with brown hair covered it red and black leather was standing on top of a large rock in front of 15 or more other smaller men in red and black leather. "Everyone bow down to me I am going to be the new god of this land. We will rename the town Brandon vile cause of how powerful I've become the power is flowing threw me." The man had a sword out with a glowing red aura around it.
Asher bursted into the room "Give me that sword now or face the consequences."
Before Asher even had a chance to react the bandit leader shot flame out from the sword towards him. "That should have burnt him to a crisp." The smoke cleared revealing Asher holding the stone pouch in front of him.
"hahahahaha, are you serious I fought my way down here hoping to find my sword and all that's here is a piece of junk. Thanks you stone doggy for being my shield" Asher started to go into a rant talking to himself.
The leader looked at the boy confused "Is he crazy or brain dead did he not just see I shot fire at him he should be trembling or dead". The bandit swiped the sword again unleashing a sea of flame.
Asher looked back towards the thug and with one quick swipe of his sword cut through the flame causing the flame to dissipate." You really think that is powerful. That is a class 7 sword there are hundreds of them found all over the place just not in this part of the world. This is a true sword." Asher swung the blade with the glowing green aura back and forth."Its class zero. I have been traveling for months to reach this place and this is what I find, I have a broken arm and multiple broken ribs all for that piece of junk and here I thought I had found another one of the legendary swords." Asher took up a fighting stance and charged towards the enemy."I am going to make you all pay for wasting my time."
"You are the foolish one here to think you can challenge me." The man raised his sword as a sign for his men to charge at him." Attack men show him why he shouldn't mess with the number one bandits around." A dozen or so men went running weapons raised at Asher. One by one Asher slammed threw his enemies. "You think you're tough your blade is so dull it didn't even cut anyone."
"Your right this isn't a blade that cuts it's a blade that smashes and breaks." As he said that all the underlings in the room feel to the floor.
The bandit leader screaming at the top of his lungs now out of confusion at what had happened."What did you do? What happened to my men?"
"I told you my sword is special its name is bone breaker. It doesn't attack the person directly it attacks there bones breaking them and if enough force is used it can even turn them to dust."Asher gripped the sword in his hand tightly and as he did the sword emitted an even larger green aura. "I'm going to make a special exception and use 10 percent of the sword power on you, even though I shouldn't because you're a powerless lackey."
"Just try as u mig" before the bandit could even finish his sentence Asher came flying at him with sword and smashed the bandit into the wall.
"This is what you get you think your strong and tough all because you pick on a poor defenseless village but you're really very weak. I still should really take that sword though and give it to the village elder he guarded that thing his whole life even if it is a piece of junk." Asher walked over to the pile of rubble where he had smashed the man into the wall as he walked over he noticed the collapsed wall revealed another opening to another room. "hmmh, what could be in here?" He walked through the small crack in the wall to reveal an even larger room in the center of the room laid a small sleek black as night chest. He walked slowly towards it and opened it up. Inside there was a rapier even blacker then the chest it was kept in it had a small curve to it almost like a sickle. He slowly unsheathed the sword and as he did the room became covered in a black aura. "cough cough ugh I can't breathe." He slowly lost consciousness as the room began to spin around him.
As he was passing out the sword said two words." I'm free" Asher laid there on the floor unconscious.
A figure in black looked in on what was happening" looks like I can't get the sword now but soon I shall have the blade in my possession." The hooded man turned around and left the cave leaving Asher there surrounded in that dark aura.
Toooooooooooo be continued how was it first ever thing I ever wrote I mean ever as you can probably tell how bad does it suck well if you made it all the way down here It cant suck that bad but hey who knows maybe ill get better …….hopefully but anyways I do own the rights to all these characters they are in fact all mine and all my ideas If I made any spelling errors could you please tell me. Be critical but not mean I am still a kid lol.