It was a midsummer afternoon. Not a cloud was in the sky and the radiant sun gleamed on a secluded warrior who lay deep in the mountains. He sat legs crossed, hands together with small rocks orbiting him. He seemed troubled for his closed eyes twitched occasionally and he gritted his teeth. The rocks suddenly came to an abrupt halt and dropped to the ground. His emerald eyes opened and he slammed a fist to the ground, cursing at himself from the sudden stop of his meditation. Some nearby bushes moved and he jolted in action. Facing the bushes he stomped a foot on the ground, creating a small hole, then thrust an arm forward and sent the splitting ground careening towards his target. He waited for any sighs of movement. Moments passed and he found he just attacked a bush that moved in the wind. He shrugged off this feeling of foolishness and looked to his side where he saw a gray blur that was Station Square. A slight breeze kicked in and his nineteen dreadlock-like quills swayed gracefully in the wind. His full name was Terrador Geo Bellator, a brown furred Geomancing echidna; 18 years of age. His parents were the one that taught him everything he knows. His choice of attire was nothing more than a tan open vest and baggy dark brown jeans that were kept generally clean with the help of bodies of water he found. They were the same ones he wore when he last saw his parents that fateful day four years ago.
"I cannot hide from my destiny. My parent's sacrifice can no longer lie in vain." he thought to himself. His eyes closed and images of his past flashed through his mind.
Flashback
It was a usual day in Station Square. A six year old Terrador was playing a frivolous game of tag with his father in their backyard. Quake was his name, a green echidna with streaks of brown on his arms, legs and dreadlocks.
"I'm gonna get you dad." he teased chasing his father around. His mother Gaia was watching her two boys from the porch. Her fur was blue with streaks of green, brown and white, almost looking similar the pattern of the Earth. Her many dreadlocks were tied in a ponytail that hung just below her back. As Terrador reached an arm out to tag him something caught his leg and he fell flat on his face. His father rushed to his side. The young echidna got up with tears and dirt covering his face.
"You okay son? That was quite a fall." he pointed out. Terrador's tears vanished and his body began trembling. Gaia noticed trouble and accompanied Quake.
"What's going on with him?" she worriedly asked. A green aura began to envelop their son and they were almost knocked off their feet from the massive wind draft. Quake sensed danger and housed the two in a dome of rock seconds before Terrador let out a scream. A bright light shrouded the place and as it diminished he found himself on an island in the middle of a crater. Quake and Gaia escaped their dome that was barely hanging off the edge of the island and assessed the situation.
"Did he just..." she asked, lost for words at the incredible feat.
"Yes, our little boy has unleashed his dormant Geomancing capabilities."
"We shall train him. With that kind of power he just presented, he can be a great warrior."
"Terrador…" Quake said approaching his son who stood petrified in fear at his own actions. "You have an amazing power just like your mother and I."
"Is that what these weird markings are for." he interrupted looking at the green, ring-shaped markings on his palms.
"Yes. Despite your young age you have a choice to ignore this power or train with us and unlock your inner potential."
"Yeah! That would be so cool!" the boy replied with glee.
"Good, now come inside. You almost destroyed the house with your burst of energy." Gaia stated. From that day forth Terrador was trained by his parents. Unbeknownst to him things would go in a dark path.
End of flashback
Nighttime had fallen and Terrador was housed in his usual rock dome. The dome kept in heat and was rather comfortable. He further used his power to soften the ground and even made a pillow. The echidna lay on his back, hands folded behind his head starring up at the top of the dome. A heavy downpour had occurred and the sound of the rain bouncing off the dome was somehow relaxing, making his eyelid feel heavy. He soon drifted off into the infinite vastness of the dream realm.
Terrador's dream
It was another typical day in Station Square. In a familiar backyard a twelve year old Terrador was training. A presence from behind alerted and he turned to see his mother.
"What is it, Mother?" he asked.
"Well, you've grown so much since you unleashed your powers. Your father and I are very proud." she responded with a smile.
"I have no purpose for these powers. I have not even tested them. How do I know if I'm powerful?" he implied, somewhat irritated.
"When the time comes, there will be a purpose and you will prove your own great potential to yourself." she replied with persistence. "Now come inside, lunch is ready." she went on. The two went inside where Quake and the food awaited.
End of dream