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A new type of Hero Part 1
By Michael Dunbar
Kalit "the master" stands at my side, I can sense his eyes on me as I take in the very busy surroundings of the dock that I would leave from.
The sea is laid out before my eyes seemingly endless, competing with the sky in its everlasting beauty.
The path with which we are walking on is long and wide, the wooden dock starts within a few feet and the giant bow of the boat with which I will travel upon is directly in front of my evidently small form.
It had been 3 sunsets already, 3 days since the master told me I would leave, till he would have to die and be gone from my life forever. I know I will see him again someday but I will feel a great loss when I leave this place that I have called home for so many years.
Over the years I have been trained, versed and taught in many different forms of fighting, but that is not all I have been well taught in many languages, culture and the geography of the world and the areas around me. The master thought I needed to be taught currency so that is what I have been doing for these 3 days, he wanted to make sure I didn't get… "Conned" I think he said.
Everything I need or will need as been provided within my satchel at my side along with vast amounts of currency provided by the master.
As I walk onto the wooden surface of the dock from the great road I ear my footsteps reverberating off the water that is below, looking around I let the noise of the many events that are happening greet my hungry ears that are happy to learn of new things
A whining noise greets my lobe and I turn to see two people stood on each side of a stall seemingly trying to exchange goods using the "barter" technique, I smile as the man in charge of the stall seems to not budge on the price of his items.
Something brushes past my leg and I look down to notice a bird sitting there pecking on a piece of bread, from the many books I have read the bird seems to fit the Seagull. Looking up I notice many of them flying overhead and they are performing great feats that only men can dream of.
A quiet whispering hails me and looking down towards the hard wooden surface below I realise it is coming from the beautiful sea as it crashes against the hard wooden beams of the dock.
Turning my head I notice the master looking at me smiling and I look at him quizzically.
"You like?"
"I do" I reply "So many new experiences, it is very "fun" master"
"Ahh you are learning the lingo already" he says and points around "If you like this small dock then you will like America too after all it is where you originally came from, a place you can call home again maybe"
"Maybe" I reply
A man on top of the large boat lets out a call for boarding and I look at the master and smile.
"No time for goodbyes my boy.. It is time to leave"
I nod my head slightly and grab his hand shaking it vigorously wanting to pull him into a hug but daring not as he was never one for emotions, I release his hand and he pats me on the shoulder.
The boat before me as I approach seems to stand as tall as any mountain I have climbed and I cannot even see to the bottom of such a great machine.
Entering the queue I walk up the ramp and when I reach the top I turn and scan the crowd to where my master still stands, he looks up and turns then vanishes into a white light.
A push from on my chest makes me come back to reality and I wipe a small tear away from the corner of my eye and turn walking onto the big boat heading for the cabin within which I would stay for the duration.
Walking down the narrow corridor I scan the numbers on the room doors looking for my place of residence for the next 6 sunsets, looking down I see the number on the card with the key again.
"43" I whisper
Turning a corner I continue my journey dodging people as I go. A heavy man is walking towards me and he seems to take up the entire corridor, he notices me not and I jump swiftly up placing a foot on each of the walls on either side then drop down after he passes me.
Hearing a gasp from just to my left I look down. A small girl sits there looking at me, she has shoulder length brown hair and she seems to be dressed in tatters, I produce a coin from my pocket quicker than she can probably see and it makes her gasp again.
I drop it into her hand.
"Buy yourself something on the upper deck" I whisper and pat her on the head making her smile, she quickly runs off thinking I might take the coin back.
The door with which she was lying in front of was my own and I notice it as I look up and forward, smiling I place the key in the lock and open the door.
Closing the door behind me as I enter I look around at my surroundings.
"No forest but it will do I suppose"
A single bed lies in front of a small window looking out onto the waves, a bathroom door is to my right, 2 wardrobes line the left wall and a couch is at the foot of the bed.
Dropping the satchel on my bed I take a seat at its side.
Prodding the malleable surface below I sigh.
"This is too soft"
Looking around my eyes centre on the window and I walk over and look out, the boat had just set sail and we were only about 300 metres from shore, I look towards the small island that had been my home for so long.
"As my master once said, to be strong is the greatest thing of all and I shall be.. For him"
Taking one last look I turn my back and walk towards the door determined to take in all the sights on this big boat.
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The boat although it is big doesn't have much in the way of amenities compared to some I have read about in books but there are a few shops and a place for people to get "Hosed" I think the word is.
Exiting the halls I make my way around to this place of alcohol passing a few people as I do, a shop is to my right as I enter, a place to buy cigarettes I would presume as it said smoking ingredients on a big notice.
The doors swing inwards as I enter and take a look at the place, the first thing I notice is the amount of people inside drinking.
A vast amount maybe 40 seem to hang off some pool tables in the far right and head butt each other once in a while, while the more quieter ones just drink at the bar.
A few chairs and table are littered along the floor; the place is full to capacity.
Walking up I look on the wall noting the prices of certain items I had never seen before in my life.
"Scotch"
"Lager"
"Bitter"
"Tia Maria"
"Bacardi"
"Vodka"
"This seems ever so strange to me" I mumble.
"knowww… whhatya meaunnn palkl" the sickly scent of something vile fills my nostrils and I revile, turning my head I notice the location from whence this stench came.
A persons mouth.
He sits afoot a stool and leans onto the bar is eyes neither opened nor closed. His attire consists of a tie, a grey pair of pants and a brown jacket that has many stains littered across the front.
"Iutttt maikess no sense…." He was about to continue but he fell sideways off his chair making a few people laugh.
Deciding not to buy anything from this place I turn to exit but something catches my eye I the far corner, a guy.. hit a woman.
The slaps sounds seems to reverberate around my skull and I clench my teeth.
The poor woman falls to the ground crying while him and his 4 buddies all laugh surrounding her, looking around I notice nobody taking any notice.
Walking quickly towards him, he goes to punch her again ash she lays on the floor crying but I grab his wrist in my hand and hold it tightly.
They all turn and look my way as I stare angrily at them.
"What the fuck!!!!"
I let his wrist go as he looks my way, he turns to face me but I quickly push him out of the way and help the woman up.
"Are you okay?"
She seems shaken from the ordeal but she nods and smiles at me.
"Who the hell are you!!!! Get ure hands of ma WOMAN"
I turn and place her behind me, the main guy including his buddies stand threateningly in front of me.
"We will let you live if you leave right now" one says
"Or maybe we wont" another one adds making them all smile.
"Leave.. Save yourself" the gentle whisper in my ear from the frightened woman behind me, but they don't know whom they are dealing with.
"Maybe.. If you all leave now" I reply "You won't need medical assistance to remove each other's heads from your asses"
A shocked expression makes its way across their faces and I laugh gently making them even angrier.
"ARRRGGGGHHH" the main guy runs at me and I turn quickly picking her up and placing her in my arms then side-step the arsehole in the same time that it takes him to run to me.
A sharp gasp runs along the entire populace of the bar as they see me perform at inhuman speeds.
Running quickly I place her down on a stool, in fact the same stool that my "Hosed" friend was on earlier, and quickly turn jumping perform a kick to the head of the first one I reach and run in mid-air kicking each of them.
They all fall to the floor with a thud and the breaking of many tables, 2 stay down obviously unconscious from my kick but the other 2 including the guy who hit her pull themselves up.
A punch is launched at my head but I grab the hand quickly and pull it down hearing a snap and a yell of pain taking one more out of the game
The other two look me up and down and notice the fact that 1. I am not sweating and 2. I am not breathing heavily.
They turn and they run.
Smiling I turn and walk towards the woman, she stands up and looks at me.
"Who…"
"Nobody" I reply "are you okay?"
"Yea… but… how"
"Just a trick" I say smiling "nothing more"
She sits down again unsure and I turn and leave the bar headed back to my room sure I had enough "Experiences" for one night.
A new type of Hero Part 1
By Michael Dunbar
Kalit "the master" stands at my side, I can sense his eyes on me as I take in the very busy surroundings of the dock that I would leave from.
The sea is laid out before my eyes seemingly endless, competing with the sky in its everlasting beauty.
The path with which we are walking on is long and wide, the wooden dock starts within a few feet and the giant bow of the boat with which I will travel upon is directly in front of my evidently small form.
It had been 3 sunsets already, 3 days since the master told me I would leave, till he would have to die and be gone from my life forever. I know I will see him again someday but I will feel a great loss when I leave this place that I have called home for so many years.
Over the years I have been trained, versed and taught in many different forms of fighting, but that is not all I have been well taught in many languages, culture and the geography of the world and the areas around me. The master thought I needed to be taught currency so that is what I have been doing for these 3 days, he wanted to make sure I didn't get… "Conned" I think he said.
Everything I need or will need as been provided within my satchel at my side along with vast amounts of currency provided by the master.
As I walk onto the wooden surface of the dock from the great road I ear my footsteps reverberating off the water that is below, looking around I let the noise of the many events that are happening greet my hungry ears that are happy to learn of new things
A whining noise greets my lobe and I turn to see two people stood on each side of a stall seemingly trying to exchange goods using the "barter" technique, I smile as the man in charge of the stall seems to not budge on the price of his items.
Something brushes past my leg and I look down to notice a bird sitting there pecking on a piece of bread, from the many books I have read the bird seems to fit the Seagull. Looking up I notice many of them flying overhead and they are performing great feats that only men can dream of.
A quiet whispering hails me and looking down towards the hard wooden surface below I realise it is coming from the beautiful sea as it crashes against the hard wooden beams of the dock.
Turning my head I notice the master looking at me smiling and I look at him quizzically.
"You like?"
"I do" I reply "So many new experiences, it is very "fun" master"
"Ahh you are learning the lingo already" he says and points around "If you like this small dock then you will like America too after all it is where you originally came from, a place you can call home again maybe"
"Maybe" I reply
A man on top of the large boat lets out a call for boarding and I look at the master and smile.
"No time for goodbyes my boy.. It is time to leave"
I nod my head slightly and grab his hand shaking it vigorously wanting to pull him into a hug but daring not as he was never one for emotions, I release his hand and he pats me on the shoulder.
The boat before me as I approach seems to stand as tall as any mountain I have climbed and I cannot even see to the bottom of such a great machine.
Entering the queue I walk up the ramp and when I reach the top I turn and scan the crowd to where my master still stands, he looks up and turns then vanishes into a white light.
A push from on my chest makes me come back to reality and I wipe a small tear away from the corner of my eye and turn walking onto the big boat heading for the cabin within which I would stay for the duration.
Walking down the narrow corridor I scan the numbers on the room doors looking for my place of residence for the next 6 sunsets, looking down I see the number on the card with the key again.
"43" I whisper
Turning a corner I continue my journey dodging people as I go. A heavy man is walking towards me and he seems to take up the entire corridor, he notices me not and I jump swiftly up placing a foot on each of the walls on either side then drop down after he passes me.
Hearing a gasp from just to my left I look down. A small girl sits there looking at me, she has shoulder length brown hair and she seems to be dressed in tatters, I produce a coin from my pocket quicker than she can probably see and it makes her gasp again.
I drop it into her hand.
"Buy yourself something on the upper deck" I whisper and pat her on the head making her smile, she quickly runs off thinking I might take the coin back.
The door with which she was lying in front of was my own and I notice it as I look up and forward, smiling I place the key in the lock and open the door.
Closing the door behind me as I enter I look around at my surroundings.
"No forest but it will do I suppose"
A single bed lies in front of a small window looking out onto the waves, a bathroom door is to my right, 2 wardrobes line the left wall and a couch is at the foot of the bed.
Dropping the satchel on my bed I take a seat at its side.
Prodding the malleable surface below I sigh.
"This is too soft"
Looking around my eyes centre on the window and I walk over and look out, the boat had just set sail and we were only about 300 metres from shore, I look towards the small island that had been my home for so long.
"As my master once said, to be strong is the greatest thing of all and I shall be.. For him"
Taking one last look I turn my back and walk towards the door determined to take in all the sights on this big boat.
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The boat although it is big doesn't have much in the way of amenities compared to some I have read about in books but there are a few shops and a place for people to get "Hosed" I think the word is.
Exiting the halls I make my way around to this place of alcohol passing a few people as I do, a shop is to my right as I enter, a place to buy cigarettes I would presume as it said smoking ingredients on a big notice.
The doors swing inwards as I enter and take a look at the place, the first thing I notice is the amount of people inside drinking.
A vast amount maybe 40 seem to hang off some pool tables in the far right and head butt each other once in a while, while the more quieter ones just drink at the bar.
A few chairs and table are littered along the floor; the place is full to capacity.
Walking up I look on the wall noting the prices of certain items I had never seen before in my life.
"Scotch"
"Lager"
"Bitter"
"Tia Maria"
"Bacardi"
"Vodka"
"This seems ever so strange to me" I mumble.
"knowww… whhatya meaunnn palkl" the sickly scent of something vile fills my nostrils and I revile, turning my head I notice the location from whence this stench came.
A persons mouth.
He sits afoot a stool and leans onto the bar is eyes neither opened nor closed. His attire consists of a tie, a grey pair of pants and a brown jacket that has many stains littered across the front.
"Iutttt maikess no sense…." He was about to continue but he fell sideways off his chair making a few people laugh.
Deciding not to buy anything from this place I turn to exit but something catches my eye I the far corner, a guy.. hit a woman.
The slaps sounds seems to reverberate around my skull and I clench my teeth.
The poor woman falls to the ground crying while him and his 4 buddies all laugh surrounding her, looking around I notice nobody taking any notice.
Walking quickly towards him, he goes to punch her again ash she lays on the floor crying but I grab his wrist in my hand and hold it tightly.
They all turn and look my way as I stare angrily at them.
"What the fuck!!!!"
I let his wrist go as he looks my way, he turns to face me but I quickly push him out of the way and help the woman up.
"Are you okay?"
She seems shaken from the ordeal but she nods and smiles at me.
"Who the hell are you!!!! Get ure hands of ma WOMAN"
I turn and place her behind me, the main guy including his buddies stand threateningly in front of me.
"We will let you live if you leave right now" one says
"Or maybe we wont" another one adds making them all smile.
"Leave.. Save yourself" the gentle whisper in my ear from the frightened woman behind me, but they don't know whom they are dealing with.
"Maybe.. If you all leave now" I reply "You won't need medical assistance to remove each other's heads from your asses"
A shocked expression makes its way across their faces and I laugh gently making them even angrier.
"ARRRGGGGHHH" the main guy runs at me and I turn quickly picking her up and placing her in my arms then side-step the arsehole in the same time that it takes him to run to me.
A sharp gasp runs along the entire populace of the bar as they see me perform at inhuman speeds.
Running quickly I place her down on a stool, in fact the same stool that my "Hosed" friend was on earlier, and quickly turn jumping perform a kick to the head of the first one I reach and run in mid-air kicking each of them.
They all fall to the floor with a thud and the breaking of many tables, 2 stay down obviously unconscious from my kick but the other 2 including the guy who hit her pull themselves up.
A punch is launched at my head but I grab the hand quickly and pull it down hearing a snap and a yell of pain taking one more out of the game
The other two look me up and down and notice the fact that 1. I am not sweating and 2. I am not breathing heavily.
They turn and they run.
Smiling I turn and walk towards the woman, she stands up and looks at me.
"Who…"
"Nobody" I reply "are you okay?"
"Yea… but… how"
"Just a trick" I say smiling "nothing more"
She sits down again unsure and I turn and leave the bar headed back to my room sure I had enough "Experiences" for one night.
