Note: this is my first fan-fiction. I'm in the process of rewriting but wanted to keep this one to. Yes I know it sucks so please don't remind me. There are only 5 chapters to this. and no more. You will have to wait for the rewrite
Draziens
Chapter 5
Thundara. Twenty-three Years Earlier
Tygra walked through the dense fog of Aaronin forest, which made him wish he could've taken his hoverbike but it was far too dangerous. His training was complete, all of the required skills he needed to be a Thundercat carefully honed. Still he needed that extra edge to cement his place among them. The fog cleared enough for him to see the small village secluded from most of the civilized world. It was a poor village with many of the houses in disrepair. He tried to find the house his cousin described with no luck. They all seemed like the same small, brown, house with old wooden fences surrounding them.
He spied a teenage boy playing with something he couldn't quite make out on the ground and decided to ask him for directions. "I'm looking for a woman named Farrel. Have you heard of her?" The boy looked up and Tygra noticed a few snails on the ground pulled out of their shells. The sight disgusted him, "Of course I know who Farrel is. Just go three houses down and make a left. It's the one with the blood roses growing along the fence. "Thanks."
He followed the street down till he saw the strangest roses he had ever seen. They were light blue with deep red veins running threw each petal. "So this is a blood rose." He thought as he went to the door. Before he could knock the door opened. "Hello? Can I help you?" She asked, "Does Farrel live here?" She smiled and showed a few of her fangs. Her yellow robe covered her swollen belly she tried to hide. "Yes. I'm Farrel. Can I help you?" He was shocked to see that this woman was the powerful sorceress he was told about. Hello I'm Tygra. I was told that you can me to use my powers." She stared at him for a moment and asked him to come in.
"I don't train usually but I was told you had great potential and it would be nice to have a Drazien Thundercat." He looked at her puzzled as she handed him a cup of coffee. "I'm not a Drazien. Whatever that is. I'm of the tiger clan that lives east of here." She smiled at his remark. "Yes you are. Only Draziens can do the things I've heard you do." She handed him a book with strange foreign writing. "We are the keepers of Thundara's magic and I am the keeper of her history. I hope you really want to learn though because I don't like wasting my time." Tygra nodded "I won't waist you time I promise you Farrel." She gave him a stern look. "You better not, I'm the last person you want to disappoint." He heard the sounds of laughter coming from the back, she smiled as she noticed him listening. "Those are my girls. Let me introduce you to them."
They stepped outside to the backyard. The grass was tightly cut with beautiful willow trees bordering the fence. A small swing was the centerpiece, ornately carved and painted. Every spare corner contained those strange rose bushes. Tearna was pushing her little sister on the swing, laughing. Hamoltel jumped off mid swing to meet the stranger. "This is my baby Hamoltel." The little girl looked at him with her dark blue eyes. She raised her hands for him to pick her up. Farrel touched her child's cheek with great affection. "Tell him how old your going to be?" The child held up three fingers. "My so you're a big girl aren't you?" She giggled as he tickled her a little.
"Don't be too proud of yourself. She likes everyone." Tearna took her from him and walked inside. "Tearna do you have to be so rude." Farrel said "I'm sorry, unlike Hamoltel, Tearna doesn't like anyone. Don't get you down. My oldest will be home soon with my husband. I'll get you settled in." they walked inside.
Weeks passed slowly as he learned how to read and understand the drazien books. Leona helped him a little but for the most part he was on his own. Farrel was a hard teacher. She would not even begin to teach him how to use his powers till he learned how to read. Its best to learn the history of your powers before you can truly use them right. she said to him over and over whenever he became frustrated.
His room at least had a good view he thought as he watched Tearna dance in the garden. He went outside to study and try to talk to her. She stopped and started going back inside. "Why do you hate me?' he said as she passed him. "Do I need a reason." She growled. "I would think so but have it your own way." He frowned a little. "It's just a shame a beautiful girl like you has so much anger inside." She stopped and looked at him. "What do you mean by that?" He was surprised by how insulted she seemed. "You don't seem to like anyone." Her eyes flashed. "You don't know me well enough to say that." And she slammed the door.
"You're doing very well in your studies and I think its time for you to learn how to use your powers." Farrel smiled and sat next to him. "See that rock over there? Pick it up." He tried to pick it up but found it was just an illusion. "You need to learn what's real and what isn't. You can't even begin to create illusions until you can see threw them. Return to your books. You're not quite ready." Farrel returned inside when he heard someone laughing behind a tree. "You honestly think you can learn how to create illusions. What a joke." Tearna sat down on her swing. "I could if I had some help. Farrel said you're very good at it." Her image disappeared and she jumped out of the tree she was hiding in. "Mom's right I am good. If I help you will you do something for me?" he nodded. "I want to find my father. I haven't seen him since I was eight. Can you find out where he's at now?" "Yes, Of course. What's his name." "Pocender." She created his image for him. "Thanks, I guess you're not all bad."