The greatest hero of all time, Sabre. He conquered the arena, defeated Jack of Blades twice, and saved millions. He a walking legend, and still is today.
Yes, my father is Sabre, hero of all heroes. Now I have to live up to his expectations. He's now the head of the guild and trains me to the bone. I do get special training though.
I do have a pretty close competitor in the Guild though. He's always got the second highest score. I have the first, and he's pretty close to mine. When he does beat me, I sneak out at night and train harder. I can't have him beating me. He's not a very nice kid either. He's disrespectful to anyone who throws a "hi" his way. Now he's lucky to be aknowledged outside of training.
Oh well. Tomorrow I have sword training with him in the ring outside, across the river. For those of you who have never been in the Guild, the Guild is very big. All that is in here is a library, dorms, the map room where we get quests ( I haven't graduated so I can't get quests), the shop, and the bar. Then outside is the memorials for our most cherished heroes are buried. Across the river are all of our training grounds. Our fighting ring, our archery set-up, and our will testing area.
"Today is the day to see who truly is better, me or that disrespectful boy." I thought. "I just couldn't wait to unleash a fury of slashes and cuts upon his body for being so rude to the people who tend to him, feed him, and give him a place to call home."
My running to the training grounds was stopped by a man in big, bulky plate armor.
"Hello father." I managed to say, rubbing the back of my head that collided with the floor.
"Be easy on him." was all he managed to say. He doesn't talk much, he's always so quiet. Sometimes it drives you crazy the way he never talks.
"Yes sir."
I started walking with my father to the training grounds. Standing outside the gate was Cromwell, our training instructor. He was the exact opposite of my father. Not big at all and he always talks.
"Today, you'll fight Kain in the ring. He has the closest score to you Omnike, so we figured we would give you somewhat of a challenge. Step into the ring you two."
I looked over at my opponent, the rude kid. So that's that kids name, Kain. I thought.
We both stepped into the ring and drew our swords. His looked a little bloody.
"Begin!"
Immediately he was running at me with unbelievable speed. Seeing the blade was heading for my face, I quickly blocked and did a leg sweep, but he just jumped over it.
"Damn he's fast" I thought.
"It may be smarter if you just give up right now, because sooner or later I won't hold back, and you'll be screaming for mercy. Your lucky your father is here to cry to, weakling". He was starting to agitate me. Not only that, but I couldn't think of something good to day back at him. Now I was really pissed.
"Whats the matter? Already thinking of gi-OOOHH!" He cried as my knee went into his groin.
"Where's your big talk now?" I said, stabbing down at him.
He quickly rolled out of the way and brought his sword towards my ankles. I jumped over the bloody blade and jump kicked him in the face.
"This is easy!" I said, responding to Cromwell's earlier comment about a bit of a challenge. Then a sharp pain went from my abdomen across chest to my neck. A bit of blood dripped to the ground.
"Ahh!" I screamed in pain. Looking up I saw him charging, ready to stab into my chest. I quickly sidestepped and swung for his face, which he easily blocked by bringing his sword up. Seeing his open stomach, I kicked it, making him bend over, and quickly making him hit the ground with a smack to the back with the handle of my sword. Seeing another opening on his back, I stabbed down only to hit ground. He had rolled back to avoid the blade. He quickly got to his feet and charged. He was stabbing at my stomach, leaving his neck open for a quick slash. I charged towards him as he charged at me. him aimed at my heart, and me aimed at his neck. This was a test of who is quicker.