The Fate of the First Hero of Light
I am swinging my Grandmothers broadsword.
It feels as if my shoulders are loosening up, I can swing it faster and harder now.
Somehow I feel as if the tedious tasks my Grandmother had assigned me, had strengthened me in someway. I had removed Great-Grandfathers traditional garb.
"Geir me boy, take the three to your left and there are two coming from the back."
"Yes, Uncle Thandall."
"FORGET THAT HUME GUARD ME! I am preparing a spell!"
I swing the broadsword, the enemy blocks with his daggers they snap into shards. I hit him on the head with my sword he collapses instantly. I do not think he is dead, but he will not be able to move for some time. It is as if someone is guiding my hands. I use the momentum of the heavy sword and by slightly guiding it with my hands, positioning my feet and using my hips. I pass the two assassins on my left, I am standing behind them. With the blunt blade I hit the first assassin hard on the head.
His head moves with such force he hits the other ones head, they both collapse.
Strangely I know how much force to use to not kill an opponent.
"HUME NOW!" I run to the Dark Elf.
She is weaving hand signs Void, Earth, Fire, Water, Air, the others I cannot see, her hands are moving too fast.
The enemy jumps to stab her with a blade. I hit the assassin on the head with the flat side of the blade, he falls with such speed on the ground, I hear his jaw shatter and I see teeth fly.
I flinch.
The Dark Elf has almost finished.
There are 20 enemies approaching.
She is chanting a spell, it is finished.
She casts, without a moments hesitation, they are completely encased in crystal. I feel her collapse. I grab her before she hits the ground.
"Can you still fight? I will take you outside!"
"I WOULD RATHER DIE THAN BE SAVED BY A HUME CHILD."
"Suit yourself." I drop her like a bag of rocks on her bottom.
I look to find my Grandmother.
They have her surrounded, I move to go help her.
I feel a very large hand touch my shoulder. "Little man those people chose to throw their lives away, when they thought that it would be possible for them to best her. It's best you rather not look son." I feel a tug on my shirt it's the Dark Elf she holding it. Even though we had been adversaries for a short while. I knew what that meant, I grabbed her left arm and put her on my shoulder.
"Uncle Thandall, I think she is exhausted what should I do?"
"Let's find an exit."
The Queen has been evacuated, the guards are forcing themselves in through the fleeing crowds.
"Let's leave me boy!"
The Dwarf points towards an exit, while he is cutting down the enemy.
I look for my Grandmother...
I see there are a heap of dead people. I can tell because their bodies have been mangled so badly. You could not survive those injuries.
There is large group of assassins surrounding my Grandmother.
Even just looking from a distance, I can almost see the bloodlust rising like black flames from her.
Two assassins jump forward, they fly backwards their heads folded flat onto their chests.
They start moving, they attack her in droves. She rips out their throats, I gag, I want to start throwing up.
I feel a mighty hand on my head turning it straight.
"Geir son somethings are better left unseen. Lets go."
We are running the Dwarf is cutting the enemies down in front of our path.
I am carrying the Dark Elf.
"Still I did not know she was your Grandmother little man."
"Do you know her Uncle Thandall?"
"Yes, but I only met her when she was as young as you!"
The Dwarf cuts down four enemies in a row.
"How was she then?"
"HURRY UP HUME! BE QUITE DWARF!."
"She was fiercer than any snowbeast."
"Do not worry Geir me boy! The only thing the guards are going to find is a heap of dead bodies. She'll be out soon."
After the people were evacuated...
We were asked to stay inside the castle grounds, so that the authorities could interview everyone and gather evidence.
The Dark Elf was unconscious.
Uncle Thandall said he was going to procure some food and wine for us.
I see my Grandmother, I start running towards her"Grandmother you are safe!"
I see her parka is completely red.
I know it is blood, but my mind wants to tell me otherwise.
She walks to me, I am frozen in place.
She grabs me and holds me."Geir this is life, this is what it means to be part of our tribe. War is our way, now it is also yours."
I saw you fighting, I was very impressed. Even without instruction you could use my broadsword and you protected your comrades."
"COMRADES!"
"Yes the Dark Elf and Great Father Deepstand."
"OH PRINCESS TEELA!"
"GREAT FATHER DEEPSTAND."
Uncle Thandall embraces my Grandmother.
"I see you are just as fierce as you were, when you were young."
"No, Great Father thank you."
I see her blush, I want to jump off a roof.
"Still your little boy is quite the warrior. He needs training but combat is the best teacher. But the runes on his arm how did he get those?"
After long explanations.
"I see." the Mighty Dwarf seems to be in thought.
My mother and father come running towards us.
"Mother are you safe?"
They see the blood on her parka they freeze.
"Excuse me, are you the father of this young man?"
"Yes, what has he done no..."
I see my father fly and hit the ground.
He is laying on the ground his nose is broken and bleeding, there are teeth on the ground.
Blood is spilling from his mouth.
Uncle Thandall comes he bends downwards and looks me in the eye.
"Is this fine, I told you I would avenge you?"
As I shake my head up and down. I feel tears start flowing down. I hug him and I cry. After a long while, I am composed again.
I heard afterwards that when my father threatened legal actions. My Grandmother cracked her knuckles and my parent scurried off.
"I forgot about the purple one!" I say out loud.
"WHAT DID YOU SAY!"
I feel a rock hit my head from behind.
I am thinking, "This is the absolute worst!"
Suddenly I feel weight on my shoulder and see white hair.
It is the Dark Elf she has collapsed again.
Using all those magical attacks must have drained her.
"Grandmother what must we do? " My Grandmother is smiling evilly, Uncle Thandall is shaking his head.
When we arrived at our estate, my Grandmother had called the physicians over to treat the Dark Elf.
And the greatest of news!
Uncle Thandall would be staying with us!
He had some matters to attend to, he was representing the major Dwarfish Unions. He would be taking orders for construction work and the manufacturing of various mechanisms, which are mostly done in the winter time. But my joy would be short lived, I walked to my room and open the door my bed is gone! After much procrastination, I was set up with guard duty for the Dark Elf.
My Grandmother had said if she might find herself in a place she did not know. She might use powerful magics and burn down the house. That is why I was sleeping next to her! Thank you my ancient ancestors, at least in a different bed.
I had read that each race could manipulate the powers of the world differently:
Humes could command the forces of nature outside themselves but no more.
Also that Humes could rarely become exceptionally powerful mages.
The Dwarves were also mighty magic users in the past.
But because of the nature of their work as craftsmen, they had no use for magic. As they developed new technologies and more complex constructions. They found that the magic would interfere with their work, causing measuring errors or even breaking machines completely. So they developed forbidden arts, that could strip a magic user of their powers. The say even today, in a Dwarf's initiation ceremonies the incantations of the spells are still present. They are so well hidden, even the Dwarfs no longer know where they are.
Elves also have the power not only command the nature around us, but to also tap into the power of life inside of them.
This living energy enhances magical abilities exponentially, but unlike the energies of nature it is finite.
She must have exhausted all her internal energies.
I finish my historical thoughts, I feel tired and go to rest.
I do not look at her as I might get upset.
I start to sleep...
Suddenly I wake up.
I feel weight on my body, I see a face almost on my own it is the Dark Elf.
"Don't be alarmed you ar.."
She puts her finger on my mouth.
She lifts up her trunk she is completely naked her blue skin shining in the moonlight. She is sitting on me, with her knees gripping my sides.
I lift my head up, I look she is not even wearing under garments.
Almost immediately I spring to life.
She tells me "Take off your clothes now."
"WHAT?!"
"Be quiet just do as I say."
"Is this an Elven spiritual healing technique?" I am just saying nonsense.
"Do as I say."
"What, why?"
My clothes are off.
She is sitting with her naked body on my own, just below my waist.
My face is so warm.
She has beautiful legs and thick thighs, they feel great I rub them slowly on the inside and outside. Her sumptuous blue skin is supple and slightly damp. Her trunk is also beautiful. You can slightly see the lines of her muscles. Her breasts are huge with a perfect form. I wrap my hands around her hips, I move them up slowly feeling her midriff. I stretch my fingers out. I try to touch her breasts. They are too far away. I put my fingers on the skin just under her breasts and pull my fingers slowly down. Before finally resting my hands on the top of her thighs, stroking them gently. I see she is shivering slightly as I touch her.
WHAT I'M TOUCHING HER?!
"Are all Hume men so aggressive?"
"What I did not?! I don't?!"
I lift myself up and start kissing her. I lift her up by her hips and put her on my lap. Surprisingly it seems her legs are the main reason she's so tall. When sitting our upper bodies are almost the same. She is still half a head taller than me, as if to not be out done she puts her tongue in my mouth and kisses me deeply.
I feel that it is strange but the inside of her mouth tastes delicious. What was she eating or is this how Dark Elves taste? Still I am running my hand and fingers on her naked back and feeling every bit of her body.
She is starting to breath very heavily. When our eyes meet I understand what the word sultry means. I put her on back I turn her one side while putting one of her beautiful legs over my left shoulder and the other one beneath my legs and I pull her close. We struggle for some while because none of us are experts. We connect see locks hands with me we make love. She reaches a climax and at the end I'm victorious!
The next morrow.
It is difficult to breath, I feel a weight on top of my head.
As my eyes focus, I see blue skin it smells so good . As if to see if you could eat it I lick it.
"EEEEEEIIIIIIIII" I hear a squeak.
Suddenly I see a face most beautiful. Black sclera and an irises of deep blue sapphire.
"What did you do?"
"What do you mean?" She takes my hand and puts it between her legs. I feel something that it is moist.
"Hey don't put my hand in weird places."
"I do not want to be pregnant with a Hume child of a Hume child."
"What my dream was real!"
"Of course it was!"
"How late is it? "
"Why?"
"Just tell me."
"The time is just this..."
"That is still early I kiss her and roll her underneath me."
"You cant get pregnant. If you are already pregnant."
"I see very clever NO WAIT THIS IS SERIOUS!" I kiss her again and pull her close. I see her smile we kiss deeply.
This is the worst.
My Grandmother arranged couples counselling for us.
Finish.