Scarlet the Red Robed Warrior 2
Prologue
"No"… Scarlet muttered reaching up to the sky, "I will not let it end like this" she knew that without her the world would be quickly overrun by balverines, the man she saw became nothing but a bright white light, it felt soothing as it covered her slowly dying body, she saw nothing but black, then nothing at all…
Chapter One
"Hey brat! Wake up!" She heard an unfamiliar voice say, it was a young boy. She looked around, she was young again, and in her parent's house. Fate had given her a second chance. "MOM! DAD!" she shouted, hoping to see her parent's arrival. "Who are you yelling at? They aren't coming back… ever…" the young boy said with a look of gloom on his face, "Who are you? What happened?" Scarlet said to the young child. "It's me, Sparrow, your brother?" He said in confusion. Scarlet escaped to her mind, trying to figure everything out. "Well c'mon, we got to head to town, I have something's to help the shopkeepers with" Sparrow said grabbing Scarlet by her wrist and pulling her outside, she followed him, often drifting off to thought. They arrived at the town blacksmith. "Well hello young man, are you here to help?" said the blacksmith with a grin on his face. "Yes John, every coin counts" Said sparrow, with a slightly depressing smile on his face. "Well then, let's get started" John said gathering materials.
Sparrow pounded at the metal, doing an 'adequate' job, Scarlet decided to ask John if she could make her own dagger, John, having a low stocked shipment of metals and leather, sadly, had to decline, but agreed to help Scarlet find the materials herself. So they set off to the woods with nothing but an axe and pick.
They had found a vein of iron, and a dead deer, John got the metal, and Scarlet skinned the deer, having found the metals they headed back, Scarlet didn't let her guard down, knowing that there were balverines in this part of the woods.
Scarlet had begun to make her weapon of choice, having barely enough materials, she couldn't afford to waste any, she dripped with sweat, her mind often wandering to her past life as a hunter, she had finally finished, it was late in the night, she headed home with her prized dagger, it had a long blade, with 3 spheres near the tip, its handle felt fresh, she reached into her pocket to pull out the final piece, a onyx stone, fitting it into the handle, it felt complete, fresh.
Scarlet rushed home to show her brother the dagger she had worked hard to create, as she entered the door, she saw her brother already asleep, putting the dagger on her bedside table, she decided to wait until the next day to show him.
Scarlet woke up instantly, she went to pick up her dagger, but realized it was gone, she left to search for it, also realizing that her brother was missing too.