Ok Here is my new story! I wrote it as an English assignment so it will be only a few chapters. Hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: Yes i did base some names on PJATO but this disclaimer is really not necessary

The chapters are a bit short but they will all be up soon enough!

Chapter One:

Travis, a squire at the time, had been summoned to the main palace in his kingdom, Perjato. He was rather nervous for they had neglected to tell him why he was called. Christian tagged along for moral support.

As they arrived, they were led to the throne room. When the large wooden doors opened, he slowly entered, taking in all of its beauty. There were large pillars that went all the way up, 30 feet, to the dome ceiling. They were crafted of fine white marble and were sparkling from the sunshine coming from the window areas.

Travis walked along the matching marble floor towards the two thrones in the far end of the room, Christian on his heels.

In the two thrones sat a man and a woman: King Detra and Queen Mirvana.

The two squires kneeled down on one knee, respectfully, placing their left arm over the left knee and lowering their heads.

"Stand, young squires." The King's voice echoed through the room. The two did what they were told and looked up at them.

"Squire Travis. It has come to be that one of our bravest knights, Sir Seth of Perjato, is in need of a squire. I have heard that thou art courageous. Would thee take the opportunity?"

Squire Travis showed a straight face, but was rather excited on the inside.

"I shalt taketh the offer, King Detra," he replied.

"Return here 'morrow, at the hour of ten. Then shalt you start with him on this quest."

Travis nodded and bowed once more. They were both silent as they made their way back to the squires sleeping quarters.

As soon as they got to their shared chamber, Christian broke the silence.

"So, thou wilt taketh the challenge of the quest. 'Tis quite dangerous."

"Yes, it'tis, but must be done. For to become a knight, 'tis an important step," Travis responded, "Wilt thee come with?" He asked.

Christian shook his head. "I shalt stay here. I wilt taketh your place as head squire of this quarter."

Travis sighed but nodded. He had wished he would have also been accompanied by Christian as well, but, alas, no.

So the two young squires got to work on their daily chores and, afterwards had a small dinner in the mess hall.

By then, every one of the squires had heard of Travis' audience with the king. Where ever he passed eyes followed. Blue, brown, green, hazel, grey, all colors were upon him.

As Travis packed his belongings (which consisted of a change of clothing and his sword) into a small knapsack, he thought about his decision.

Questions of the unknown swirled in his head like water down a drain, circling round-and-round.

Will they be successful? Will he…die? Will he become a knight when it is all said and done? How long will the quest take?

Those questions and more roamed his head, searching for answers. But he found none.

Sighing, defeated, Travis laid down on his small cot-of-a-bed and drifted into a restless sleep.

So? Whatcha think? Review Please!

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