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Chapter 1: Mages vs. Warriors
My first memory was of a beautiful woman with soft brown hair and blue eyes. She always held a smile on her face, which brighten up the day. I known her later as my beloved mother. She love to dance and sing, and was always willing to hold her child. Showing it the love all mother should give there children. My mother was also human.
My father was a well muscular man, with reddish brown hair like mine and silver eyes which never dim. He was a mage.
Mage blood ran strong so I would have become a mage sooner or later, but my father was against it. And the only way a born mage can stay human, is if you make them a warrior.
I was female, but before I was even born my father name me Allen. He bought weapons and pay for a teacher to train me on how to be a warrior at a young age.
At the age of 4 my train began. My teacher was an uptight old man who always wore a sore face. He had 6 other students besides me. They were all male and at least 4 years older then me. My teacher didn't like the fact that I way a girl, but my father already pay him.
I was bullied a lot, but that just taught me how to be stronger by the age of 7 I was my teacher favorite and best student, who can take down his others. I train everyday for 5 hours; sometimes longer by myself.
My father would pick me up from training and we would race back home. For now I had zero wins and father's was number a lot larger then mines. By the time we got home my mother would have a feast on the table. My mother was a private teacher that work for a rich man who live 7 miles from here; my father was miner. I didn't understand why, listening into the town people talk told me that father could have a much more paying job and an enjoyable one at that. But I never ask why, respecting my father space.
We weren't poor and we aren't rich, but that didn't matter to me. As long as I had a loving family by my side I was happy.
Sitting at the table between my parents I dig in. Mother had always cook a lot, but lucky for her none of her food was ever wasted with the 2 big eaters she had in her home. Once the meal was done it was everyone's job to help clean. Once done we all went to bed, I slept in the same bed as my parents, I felt the safest when I slept between them.
The next day, went the same as all the others. But it was the year that had some people crazy. Every few years a torment came up randomly, the day it start is random to. This year it starts next's mouth.
The torment is held in the biggest mage city called Odyssey; and even though this town wasn't the Odyssey city many mages cross threw this town to get there.
Most of the mages that cross threw here were either a bad attitude with an equal bad temper or a very good type of person. On this day the mayor of the town order us young warriors to guard the city until the torment started. We would have to problem have to guard the city again once the torment ended.
On the 5th day of guarding, I walk slowly home. Father didn't pick me up anymore since guarding hours ended once the sun went down. I was the only girl on this guard duty to, so I had no friends. The other children didn't like me since I was a girl and the fact I could defeat them without a bat of an eye.
When I saw the lamp that hang from our door, I quicken my step. My mother open the door smiling into the night. I knew she couldn't see me, but I smile back.
"Darling come in…" The skies lighted up and then an lighten strike hit my mother. And before my eyes my mother burn alive until her skin was darken and then turn into ash. It happen so fast that a scream didn't even leave her lips.
But I scream for her. My father ran out the house quickly his eyes wild. The sky was still alight so he spotted me easily. My father ran to me.
But before he could reach me; lightening strike right in front of him. "Now. now Dante, I can't let your escape be that easy." A man that appear from the lighting said.
"Run Allen!" My father said, but I couldn't take my eyes off the yellow hair mage. He had kill my mother with his lightening. I toke my sword from my belt, one thing that old sour face taught was never back down from a fight. "Allen." My yelled in an anger voice. That was when the yellow hair man turn to look back at me.
He had a big burn scare across his face, and his eyes held a murderess glare, and when he smile chills ran down my back. I look up at the sky to see lightening coming straight down above me.
Flames consume me the were blue and they were mine. When the lightening was gone the flames went with them. I saw my father shock and on the ground. The yellow man was smiling at me.
"Ha. If I knew you were gifted I would have kill you first." the man said.
"Run!" My father yelled once again lodging himself at the man.
I watch my father get stab by the strange dagger that appear in the mans hand. Bright colorful flames engulf my father and then the man. The father then suddenly exploded in colorful flames, and when these flames engulf me they burned scenting pain all threw out my body.
I smelt my on burnt flash, I knew I wasn't going to survive. I couldn't even move, my eyelids must have been burn off to because I couldn't even blink. All I could do was feel the pain that ran threw me. Death would be a blessing.
When I felt a cold hand place on my forehead I winces in pain. The hand quickly removed itself.
"Mana, you can heal this child correct." I heard a man voice said.
"Of course I can." Another man voice said offended, and coming closer to me. I then heard a knife being unsheathed , my heart speed up.
All of a sudden I felt a different pain running across my left cheek and over my left eye and then above my brow. The man Mana then began to whisper words I couldn't understand. And then I black out.
The room was lit by 1 candle, that flicker cross the room making creepy shadows. It reminded me of my father, he use to make shapes with his hands when there a light lit on a wall. When I was younger I use to laugh when ever he do it.
I laid flat on my back on a bed tucked in so I couldn't move about. There was a bandage covering my left eye, that seem to hurt, but other then that I didn't feel any pain.
There was a mirror to my left away from the door, looking at myself I thought I was looking at a stranger. My skin was extremely pale, and my hair was white or silver. Easing my arm out of the blanket I pulled off the bandage covering my left eye, I saw nothing there. When I touch it I realize it was a scare being cover by magic. I put the bandage back on.
I heard voices outside of my room, but the voice were to low for me to here anything interesting. So ignored it and continue to look at the shadows.
When the door to the room open, I first spotted a man with Long red hair, and a mask covering half of his face as well as glasses. My first thought of him was that he was a mage. The man that follow him had long dark hair and seem a lot more normal then the last, but still a mage. The last person to come in was a nurse who look completely worry and to old to be working.
"Come on brat if you're awake then get up so we can leave." the red headed man said.
"Cross be nice to the child." the second man said. He then smile "Hello Allen, I'm Mana. Cross and I are old friends of your father."
"My father had no friends." I said sitting up in the bed.
"Well you problem didn't know your father was part of a guild either." I shook my head at Mana words. "Well I'll let you know your father was one of the most powerful fire mages there was… I'm sorry for your lost." Mana said with a weak encouraging smile.
"The yellow hair man…"
"You mean that bastard called Henry. He dead don't worry, the only reason you survive is because you were also a fire mage and Mana healing gift." Cross said, grabbing a chair and sitting in it.
"Cross is correct, but the only reason Mr. Beats attach you because he wanted to steal your father power…"
"The idiot fool thought he could use a weak artifact to hold such powers. That the main reason why the fool failed." Cross finished.
I didn't really understand these men, but I got the idea.
"So how far our you in your mage training." Cross said putting a cigarette in his mouth.
"Sir you can't smoke in the patient room." The nurse said but she was ignored.
"I'm a warrior not a mage." I said without emotion. Both Cross and Mana look at me shocked.
"Well I tell you something kid when it comes to a warrior or a mage. A mage will always win." Cross said, Mana nod his head in agreement.
"But you don't have to worry about that yet little Allen I'll train you in all things you need to know." Mana said smiling.
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I sat up quickly as the loud train pass my window. I hate living so near the railroad. I pull my long hair back and grab a cigarette from my nightstand. Flicking my finger I lighted my cigarette with easy.
Getting out of bed I threw on a pair of pants and a shirt, and then I was ready for another day in this trash part of a city the call the dump. Lame right.
Opening my window I let all Odyssey city poison air circulate in my room. I really hated this city, but what could I do. As a low pay mage without a guild, I was pretty much label worthless.
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