Chapter 9
Gatti watched the stars; their heavenly bodies were dull to his eyes. The lights from the city were shading their beauty.
"I guess you are still up there?" Said a voice.
Gatti looked down, Chesta was standing on the ground. "Chesta? What are you doing here; won't your parents be upset?"
"My mother never had a father."
"Sorry, hey you wanna come up here?" Gatti asked.
"How?"
"Easily. Just grab one of the sails and hold on tightly." Gatti said
"Ok…"Chesta grabbed on to one of the sails and held on tightly. He flew up in the air. His heart was beating from how small the barrels and crates by the windmill looked. A hand grabbed his arm and pulled him over.
Gatti grabbed Chesta knowing the boy wouldn't very well let go of the sail. Chesta crashed on top of the windmill.
Gatti was laughing at the boy. He was sprawled out on his stomach. Chesta glared at Gatti.
"Are you hiding from that one guy?" Chesta asked.
"Cleo? What made you think that. No I am not afraid of him, I just try to avoid him. I am hiding from that girl. She is related to the Albaltou's and well, that's not a family I want to hang out with." He said.
"Then why did you kiss her?"
"I didn't I just kissed her cheek."
"You got pretty close."
"Yeah right." Gatti ruffled up the younger boy's hair. The two went through the night talking . In the morning Chesta left, he left before dawn, he decided to go before his mother woke up.
*fifteen min later*
Miguel woke up and looked outside. The bright sunlight hit his eyes. There in the view of his window he saw someone jump down from the sails. That Gatti guy he guessed. Miguel guessed his luck. He had met another annoying boy. First that Guimel kid a few years earlier, now this Lee kid just yesterday! Then he gets in a fight, has a couple bruises, and an angry father. He sucked at luck, lady luck was the evil grandmother that never wanted to see her grandson that belonged to the horrible workaholic father. The one who doesn't like your hair or the color of your eyes, blue eyes with brown hair. He remembered that woman that called herself grandmother to him. All she ever said he was good for was work and his mind. Never amount to anything. He would show her.
*AN: Every one has signed up and is now training to become Dragonslayers and waiting for the letter back saying they are chosen to be looked at.*
Lee looked through the tree. His sharp eyes scanned the grounds below him. His eyes bright green and almost glowing. His skin prickled and started to tighten. The corners of his eyes slanted more than they ever had been. His fingers gripped the branch. He watched the field closely. A deer shot out the grass and took for a run. That scared him into falling out of the tree. He was trying out his handicap he had just found out. Stupid deer he hoped it would get eaten by a dragon.
**
Chesta looked at the dummy that one of the stable hands put together. He sorta missed Gatti, his first friend. Chesta took the sword that was at his side. He had a feel for the sword his mother had told him. She said that his father had a talent of it.
Chesta knew what she meant. When he held the sword he felt at peace. He dropped it. Peace in fighting? Peace in killing? The ten year old thought about it. He was going to be a soldier. A killer and a fighter. Why did things like these have to exist?
**
Miguel wasn't training his body but his mind. He looked over every map and book about Gaea. He also looked over books about guymelef fight and swords and the art of dragon slaying. They all filled his mind of possibilities. He wasn't looking to be the smartest but intelligent yes. He got things better from learning from a book. His father had bought a cabin on the outskirts of Zaibach for retirement. Miguel cooked, since his father was too enthralled in nature to stay in the house at any time. Miguel was now finding his father sleeping on the roof. Miguel hated going outside. There was too much to learn inside. He had found every single place in Gaea from inside his house.
**
Gatti stayed in Zaibach. Several women took care of the boy. He was already trained extensively but he chose to sign up for the Dragonslayers so he had to stay fit. He only had seen the girl named Lilly once since the last time. She hardly ever came into town. Then on a wintry day word got around that Lady Monroe had died leaving her two daughters behind. The two would be staying with their aunt Chandra Albaltou now widowed from her husbands death from a strange illness. One of the girls, Marinal, got sick. She was actually mentally ill, from her mothers death. Some say that the whole family is crazy everyone knew Dilandau, the death wasn't a surprise to anyone, rumors had spread that he went crazy on someone and got himself killed, the boy was always throwing tantrums.
Gatti watched the funeral from afar. He had not been acquainted with the woman but something told him to go. He looked at the girl Lilly, the girl next to her was probably her sister. A woman in a black sash had her hands on the girls shoulders. The woman spoke familiarity to him. She looked like some one he knew. She had pale white skin. Her hair was also familiar. One word came to his mind. Dilandau.
Was this the son of the aunt that was taking care of Lilly and Marinal?
**
Dallet watched as the soldiers were sharpening their swords. One would have to teach him how to use it, he was going to become a Dragonslayer now wasn't he.
"Who is going to train me."
"We have to see if you actually have a chance to be one." Said one soldier.
"I will because I am the best and dearly handsome."
"And vain." Said another soldier.
Dallet glared at the men. He grabbed a sword. The weight alone brought him to the ground. Laughter came from the soldiers. Dallet glared at his arms. The weakling things.
**
Viole took another hit from Cano. The man hit him again. Viole kicked the man in the stomach. The man grabbed him and threw him against the wall. As Viole hit it something popped in his mind. Viole ran and grabbed a sword and rushed toward the man. He swung the blade toward him. The man was hit in the stomach and now dead on the ground. Viole was all scratched up and bloddied around the mouth. He looked at the corpse of Acanthi. She was now resting peacefully, no more hurt or sadness in her life. She was dead.
*months later*
Miguel had started to check the messages every day. There was never any. Miguel had waited a year to get this stupid letter. He always thought that they never found the house. All the bad thoughts flooded his head. He wanted to know if he got into the Dragonslayers or not.
Miguel sat outside on the porch. He could now hear the steps of a horse. A man came up on a horse and jumped off when he reached the cabin.
"Is Miguel L-lava-laval" The man just butchered his last name.
"Miguel Lavaliere that is me!" Miguel was excited. He snatched the paper from the man and took the ribbon off and read out loud:
"'Dear Miguel Lavaliere, ' oh cripes I am so excited
'We are pleased to inform you that you have successfully made it into the judging of being a Dragonslayer.' Oh god thank you 'please come White 7th moon to verify judging, please bring this document for proof of verification. You will join boys of your own age. You must bring the following:'" Miguel looked down the list of things to bring. There was only a few things. Mostly personal items. A regular shirt and pants was at the top of the list.
"Father I Got in!!" Miguel left the man that delivered the message."
**
Chesta ran to the door, some one was there. He opened it and there was a man much taller than he. The man had a scroll of paper in his hand.
"Is Chesta Galpin here?" the man asked.
"I am him." Chesta said.
"Here you go." The man left
Chesta opened the scroll.
Dear Chesta Galpin,
'We are pleased to inform you that you have successfully made it into the judging of being a Dragonslayer. Please come White 7th moon to verify judging, please bring this document for proof of verification. You will join boys of your own age. You must bring the following:
There was a list of things, though very short Chesta knew he had to get ready. The month was White now. But it was the 1st moon. So he hadn't much time.
**
Gatti had also gotten a letter. His was also accompanied by a note from General Adelphos. He was told to meet up with him a day before on the 6th moon. He almost wondered why. Probably to congratulate him for actually making it or signing up. The general had a soft spot for young boys (Not that you pervs). He had always wanted a son. Gatti didn't really like the general that much for his idea for the "show" that he had seen so long ago while training. Gatti sighed at the man's eagerness for wanting him in the Dragonslayers.
**
Dallet ran all over the castle looking for anyone to tell the good news to, he had achieved making it into the judging. There was no person in the whole palace that didn't know that the boy actually got in. Dallet that night had taken a bath to celebrate.
*******
Well that is that chapter. Wow it only took me 2 hours. That is not bad actually. I know it has been a while but I had nothing to go on. And so I have concluded on that I have to finish this story before I continue with DCDD because of spoilers. We all hate avoiding them so I just wont go so fast on that story as I am on this one. So R/R if you like and I have to get at least a review for this to continue.
Gatti watched the stars; their heavenly bodies were dull to his eyes. The lights from the city were shading their beauty.
"I guess you are still up there?" Said a voice.
Gatti looked down, Chesta was standing on the ground. "Chesta? What are you doing here; won't your parents be upset?"
"My mother never had a father."
"Sorry, hey you wanna come up here?" Gatti asked.
"How?"
"Easily. Just grab one of the sails and hold on tightly." Gatti said
"Ok…"Chesta grabbed on to one of the sails and held on tightly. He flew up in the air. His heart was beating from how small the barrels and crates by the windmill looked. A hand grabbed his arm and pulled him over.
Gatti grabbed Chesta knowing the boy wouldn't very well let go of the sail. Chesta crashed on top of the windmill.
Gatti was laughing at the boy. He was sprawled out on his stomach. Chesta glared at Gatti.
"Are you hiding from that one guy?" Chesta asked.
"Cleo? What made you think that. No I am not afraid of him, I just try to avoid him. I am hiding from that girl. She is related to the Albaltou's and well, that's not a family I want to hang out with." He said.
"Then why did you kiss her?"
"I didn't I just kissed her cheek."
"You got pretty close."
"Yeah right." Gatti ruffled up the younger boy's hair. The two went through the night talking . In the morning Chesta left, he left before dawn, he decided to go before his mother woke up.
*fifteen min later*
Miguel woke up and looked outside. The bright sunlight hit his eyes. There in the view of his window he saw someone jump down from the sails. That Gatti guy he guessed. Miguel guessed his luck. He had met another annoying boy. First that Guimel kid a few years earlier, now this Lee kid just yesterday! Then he gets in a fight, has a couple bruises, and an angry father. He sucked at luck, lady luck was the evil grandmother that never wanted to see her grandson that belonged to the horrible workaholic father. The one who doesn't like your hair or the color of your eyes, blue eyes with brown hair. He remembered that woman that called herself grandmother to him. All she ever said he was good for was work and his mind. Never amount to anything. He would show her.
*AN: Every one has signed up and is now training to become Dragonslayers and waiting for the letter back saying they are chosen to be looked at.*
Lee looked through the tree. His sharp eyes scanned the grounds below him. His eyes bright green and almost glowing. His skin prickled and started to tighten. The corners of his eyes slanted more than they ever had been. His fingers gripped the branch. He watched the field closely. A deer shot out the grass and took for a run. That scared him into falling out of the tree. He was trying out his handicap he had just found out. Stupid deer he hoped it would get eaten by a dragon.
**
Chesta looked at the dummy that one of the stable hands put together. He sorta missed Gatti, his first friend. Chesta took the sword that was at his side. He had a feel for the sword his mother had told him. She said that his father had a talent of it.
Chesta knew what she meant. When he held the sword he felt at peace. He dropped it. Peace in fighting? Peace in killing? The ten year old thought about it. He was going to be a soldier. A killer and a fighter. Why did things like these have to exist?
**
Miguel wasn't training his body but his mind. He looked over every map and book about Gaea. He also looked over books about guymelef fight and swords and the art of dragon slaying. They all filled his mind of possibilities. He wasn't looking to be the smartest but intelligent yes. He got things better from learning from a book. His father had bought a cabin on the outskirts of Zaibach for retirement. Miguel cooked, since his father was too enthralled in nature to stay in the house at any time. Miguel was now finding his father sleeping on the roof. Miguel hated going outside. There was too much to learn inside. He had found every single place in Gaea from inside his house.
**
Gatti stayed in Zaibach. Several women took care of the boy. He was already trained extensively but he chose to sign up for the Dragonslayers so he had to stay fit. He only had seen the girl named Lilly once since the last time. She hardly ever came into town. Then on a wintry day word got around that Lady Monroe had died leaving her two daughters behind. The two would be staying with their aunt Chandra Albaltou now widowed from her husbands death from a strange illness. One of the girls, Marinal, got sick. She was actually mentally ill, from her mothers death. Some say that the whole family is crazy everyone knew Dilandau, the death wasn't a surprise to anyone, rumors had spread that he went crazy on someone and got himself killed, the boy was always throwing tantrums.
Gatti watched the funeral from afar. He had not been acquainted with the woman but something told him to go. He looked at the girl Lilly, the girl next to her was probably her sister. A woman in a black sash had her hands on the girls shoulders. The woman spoke familiarity to him. She looked like some one he knew. She had pale white skin. Her hair was also familiar. One word came to his mind. Dilandau.
Was this the son of the aunt that was taking care of Lilly and Marinal?
**
Dallet watched as the soldiers were sharpening their swords. One would have to teach him how to use it, he was going to become a Dragonslayer now wasn't he.
"Who is going to train me."
"We have to see if you actually have a chance to be one." Said one soldier.
"I will because I am the best and dearly handsome."
"And vain." Said another soldier.
Dallet glared at the men. He grabbed a sword. The weight alone brought him to the ground. Laughter came from the soldiers. Dallet glared at his arms. The weakling things.
**
Viole took another hit from Cano. The man hit him again. Viole kicked the man in the stomach. The man grabbed him and threw him against the wall. As Viole hit it something popped in his mind. Viole ran and grabbed a sword and rushed toward the man. He swung the blade toward him. The man was hit in the stomach and now dead on the ground. Viole was all scratched up and bloddied around the mouth. He looked at the corpse of Acanthi. She was now resting peacefully, no more hurt or sadness in her life. She was dead.
*months later*
Miguel had started to check the messages every day. There was never any. Miguel had waited a year to get this stupid letter. He always thought that they never found the house. All the bad thoughts flooded his head. He wanted to know if he got into the Dragonslayers or not.
Miguel sat outside on the porch. He could now hear the steps of a horse. A man came up on a horse and jumped off when he reached the cabin.
"Is Miguel L-lava-laval" The man just butchered his last name.
"Miguel Lavaliere that is me!" Miguel was excited. He snatched the paper from the man and took the ribbon off and read out loud:
"'Dear Miguel Lavaliere, ' oh cripes I am so excited
'We are pleased to inform you that you have successfully made it into the judging of being a Dragonslayer.' Oh god thank you 'please come White 7th moon to verify judging, please bring this document for proof of verification. You will join boys of your own age. You must bring the following:'" Miguel looked down the list of things to bring. There was only a few things. Mostly personal items. A regular shirt and pants was at the top of the list.
"Father I Got in!!" Miguel left the man that delivered the message."
**
Chesta ran to the door, some one was there. He opened it and there was a man much taller than he. The man had a scroll of paper in his hand.
"Is Chesta Galpin here?" the man asked.
"I am him." Chesta said.
"Here you go." The man left
Chesta opened the scroll.
Dear Chesta Galpin,
'We are pleased to inform you that you have successfully made it into the judging of being a Dragonslayer. Please come White 7th moon to verify judging, please bring this document for proof of verification. You will join boys of your own age. You must bring the following:
There was a list of things, though very short Chesta knew he had to get ready. The month was White now. But it was the 1st moon. So he hadn't much time.
**
Gatti had also gotten a letter. His was also accompanied by a note from General Adelphos. He was told to meet up with him a day before on the 6th moon. He almost wondered why. Probably to congratulate him for actually making it or signing up. The general had a soft spot for young boys (Not that you pervs). He had always wanted a son. Gatti didn't really like the general that much for his idea for the "show" that he had seen so long ago while training. Gatti sighed at the man's eagerness for wanting him in the Dragonslayers.
**
Dallet ran all over the castle looking for anyone to tell the good news to, he had achieved making it into the judging. There was no person in the whole palace that didn't know that the boy actually got in. Dallet that night had taken a bath to celebrate.
*******
Well that is that chapter. Wow it only took me 2 hours. That is not bad actually. I know it has been a while but I had nothing to go on. And so I have concluded on that I have to finish this story before I continue with DCDD because of spoilers. We all hate avoiding them so I just wont go so fast on that story as I am on this one. So R/R if you like and I have to get at least a review for this to continue.