Chapter 3
The Twin Shadow Demon shook Dante violently. The young boy fell into a wave of unconsciousness. The boy was injured. A man pounced onto the monster's back and stabbed the Demon in the heart. In its pain, the beast threw Dante into the air and he landed on the hard country road, with a sword that nearly penetrated his body. The blade landed right next to the boy.
The man wore a tattered grey hat. His hair was wild ginger and curly. He wore a very old pair of faded blue dungarees. He picked the boy up and took him to the village elder.
The elder was not too old, she was around forty-eight. The oldest woman in the village. Anyone that was older was a target for the beasts that constantly attack the village. She wore a white robe and she had lots of ceremonial bracelet and necklaces on her. She had a staff that had a ball, which had a combination of rice, 'special' grass and pebbles. The staff was to warn off the beasts, it never really worked.
She took the boy and she was just about to apply some healing herbs, when the wounds were gone. The elder was shocked at this. She couldn't believe what she just saw and neither could the man that stood next to her.
The boy began to wake up, he looked around with confusion on his face.
"Hello there." He jumped when her voice broke his thoughts. "What's your name?" the man asked.
The boy cradled his head in hands, "I don't remember."
"You poor boy, amnesia isn't nice." the elder said, "We'll call you Anthony Redgrave for now, ok?"
"Sure." Anthony said.
"Just until your memory returns." the man said, "Will this sword trigger anything?"
He held the sword up to the boy and he placed the blade in his lap. Nothing. Not even a spark.
"Oh, ok. I thought that might do something."
Suddenly, another boy walked into the elder's house. He was all muddy and dirty from a hard day at work. The boy wondered over to the albino boy.
"Hi I'm Ernest."
"Tony."
"I've never seen you around before Tony, you new here?"
"He was brought in by a monster." the elder said.
"That's terrible. At least you're ok."
The two boys seemed to just click with friendship. Tony lived in Ernest's house with his mother and father as their adopted son. The two brothers did all their chores together.
This was the life.
xxxxxxxxx-(Seven years later)
"Toooooonyyyy! Wake up! Time for school."
"Lovely, give me a few."
"Fine, but be up soon." Ernest left the bedroom and Tony sat up on his bed.
Tony got himself changed into his tattered worked out clothes. He walked back over to the wardrobe, where that sword was placed inside. He grabbed the sword and rushed downstairs, with the blade on his back.
"TONY!" the teen froze, "What are you doing with THAT sword?"
"I'm going to train to fight monsters."
"You go Tony!"
"Ernest! No! I don't want you to get killed."
"I'll be fine mother. This village needs all the warriors it can get."
"He has a point."
"Stay out of this Ernest! Tony as your mother I forbid this."
"Whatever." he shrugged as he ignored her and walked out the door.
"Tony! Tony you get back here, TONY!"
"Hey Angela." Tony said.
The girl Angela was a blonde fourteen year old. She had rosy cheeks and a bright pink dress. Her hair was in pink ribbons and pigtails. She smiled at him and she smirked at her childish appearance. She was also very short.
"Training with my brother then?"
Tony nodded, "I'm kicking his ass-"
"Again."
"Huh?"
"You always knock him off his feet somehow. I, kind of watch."
"Oh, you do. I hope it's entertaining."
"It's very entertaining Tony. But you have school. Are you skipping?"
"Well, yes. But don't use me as a role model, k. This village needs protecting and that is more important to me than my education."
"Alright then Tony, I won't tell anyone that I saw you."
"Thank you Angela." he said walking into the woods.
"You don't listen in class anyway." she mumbled.
Tony's sword was securely on his back. The teen was on the hunt and it didn't last long. A Crow Demon flew into his view. Screeching its head off as it flew into the borders of the village. The feathers on its body were a beige colour. Its wings were black and its feathers travelled on the air currents like ribbons and its beak held massive teeth and fangs. Its talons were long and sharp with fresh blood on them.
Tony pulled his sword off his back as the Demon came at him with its claws ready for what the beast thought would be an easy kill. The teen whipped his sword in an upwards arc, slashing the beast on the chest. The beast lay on the floor with dirt in its mouth. The creature gave a pitiful cry as Tony came over to the beast. It lay half dead after one slash from his mighty sword. The creature twitched its wing in pain as Tony delivered the final to the beast.
The next couple of hours were slow, barely any other monsters appeared to the young hunter. The odd Grunt Demon appeared to him, but one of them stuck out.
"Why hello." he said.
Tony held his sword out so the Demon knew that he was armed, "Who are you?"
"My name is Kikolurido. But you mortals call me Sid."
"I'm glad I don't have to call you that. What do you want? Demons don't talk before I slay them."
"Oh, you are a violent one aren't you. What do I call you mortal?"
"Tony."
"Well, Tony, that's a mighty blade you have there."
"How about I kill you with it."
"Don't do that, I'm not attacking you. I mean you no harm my boy. I'm just here to tell you that all the Demons have vanished. You scared them off my boy. You should go home." Sid vanished after that.
