Legend of the Dragon's Wrath

Ch.1 The Usual

Enji seemed to be your typical rouge. Smart, cunning, charming, and always in trouble. This time was no different. He had wandered into a town called Hoax looking for a place to stay. It was a heavily fortified town, more fortress than town now, with guards posted every where. It was as if they were expecting to get hit by something big.

Enji didn't care though. He didn't look it at the time but he was looking for loot. Where ever there are guards there's something worth stealing. He meandered in and out of all the buildings, looking for anything of value.

Then it happened. He opened the wrong door and saw a mess load of soldiers planning something big. There was a reason that door was locked. Enji tried playing it off like he had just opened the wrong door but he knew he was busted.

He made a break for the main gate and was cut off by the captain of the guard. He looked for any exits but they were all sealed off by one guard or another. He had one of two options. He could use his trump card and fight his way out or he could turn himself in.

Then again, he thought, there's always a third option. He could smooth talk his way out. "Sir, we both know you're waiting for something to attack. So I have a deal for you."

"No deals," he replied, "your punishment will be to help us guard tonight. You'll be free to leave in the morning."

This is perfect. They are going to force him to do exactly what he was planning on making a deal to do. Now was time to sell it. If he could earn enough trust for them to leave him alone during his watch he could escape over night and by the time morning came he would be long gone.

"Actually, I was planning to help you. I'm stronger than I look so I might be able to take a shift all to my lonesome. It would make sure that what ever was going to attack you would be facing as many fully rested soldiers as possible." Enji ventured.

"Oh no, I couldn't leave you all alone out there." He commented sarcastically. "We have another volunteer and a knight of Basil to give you company. I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all." he cheerily replied. Deep down, he was cursing. Cursing the captain, cursing his "company", and cursing his own dumb luck. The only way he could escape now is by beating that punk and that knight. Why was it he always was put in situations like this?

He hoped one of two things. Either those two couldn't fight or what ever was planning on attacking came that night. He was just glad they had been waiting for something at least it wasn't that night.

A long time ago a child was cornered in the woods by a dragon. The child was too young to fight then but at that moment a woman in purple armor saved his life in it's last death through the lady pulled out a gem, turned around and asked his name as she handed him the gem…

To be continued…