Chapter 1
The boy was only 15 years of age, which is barely equivalent to a 5 year old child for that of a human. He was not human, but prince of the Ancients, a very noble race, believed to have created the entire Middle- Earth. He was special, though, as he was only half Ancient. The other half of him contained the spirit of an elf, which came from his mother. He was the most unique in his tribe, as he was the only half of... just about anything.
His name was Sorator, and as said before, he was the prince of the Ancients. He was a very impulsive character when need be, but it was usually when he cared strongly for something or someone's well-being, which wasn't a bad thing...when he didn't lose his temper. When he did.....well, that's another story.
It was going to be his 16th birthday in about a couple weeks, which was when the Princess was to be born. Two families divided the kingdom's rule; therefore, the new Princess and Sorator were not related. He knew he would be receiving something special on his birthday, but he had no idea it would be something as special as her.
You see, she was more like the Chosen One. There was a prophecy that the first girl in the royal family, or at least one of them, was given an anklet and a pendant identical to her image. She had to harness its powers at a certain age, or, the village would come to an end. It wasn't planned like this...it nearly happened with one girl of the family, which is a long story. The only problem was that the anklet was always lost, and someone had to find it before it was too late.
"Mother," said Sorator, his bright blue eyes looking at her dark green ones. One of the only traits they had that matched each others was their dark, long hair, flowing down to the smalls of their backs.
"Yes, dear?" she said in a serene voice. Her name was Alqua, and she was the only Elf that resided within the village. She was a lucky one, as she was the first elf to live within the borders of their world, and she already resided in the royal family. She was found wounded by Amerial, one of the present Kings, and he took her into his care. It's the basic generic love story- they fell in love, and then they had Sorator. That is why he is considered special.
"What are we going to do for my birthday?" His birthday always bought joy to his heart, as he would always see someone happy, which always pleased him.
"We have something special for you."
"What is it, mamma?"
She didn't want to give away the secret, but she could see that she was anxious. So instead she changed the subject. "How about you go fishing with your father today? See what kind of fish you can catch today."
Sorator loved the idea. Even though he knew that his mother was averting his attention to something else, fishing had always been his favorite activity. "Really?" he said ecstatically. "You mean it?"
"Of course I do. I'll go get your father."
As soon as she said this, a tall and slender man walked behind her and kissed her cheek. He was about 3 inches taller than she was, with the same length of dark, sleek hair, which was tied into half a ponytail. "And how are we doing today, my swan?" he whispered in her ear. This public display of affection made Sorator roll his eyes and laugh. Grown ups...
"Actually, I have a favor to ask you. Do you think you can take our son fishing today?"
He looked to his son, who was waiting for the little display of affection to end. Amerial only chuckled. "Don't worry Sorator, we're done," he laughed.
"Good," he smiled. Then his eyes met his fathers. "Can we?"
"If you can be ready in.... lets say... ten minutes?"
"I'll be ready in five!"
"Well then you better hurry up, little prince, or all the fish will be in my belly." They both laughed, then Sorator ran to his room faster than Amerial could blink.
Alqua looked loving into her husband's eyes. "So, how is Lady Iris doing?" she asked. Iris, also known as Irisial, was the mother of the unborn child.
"I checked on her some time ago. She and Odahin are faring well. In fact, they may be expecting the baby sooner than expected...." He just stared into her eyes, leaning in for a kiss, when he interrupted the atmosphere with "Or not!" He smirked, and Alqua laughed and kissed him anyway.
"Well, whenever she comes, I'm sure she will be perfect for our little boy-"
"What will be perfect for me?" Sorator interrupted. He had his rod, and his father's as well, along with the bait ready in hand.
"Wow, Sorator," said his father, "That barely took two minutes."
"What can I say? I love fishing. Are you ready?"
Alqua looked at her son, then at her husband. "Well, what are you waiting for? He's ready for you."
"Okay, Sorator. Let's go." Sorator jumped for joy. He knew that today was going to be special.
They sat in the boat for about an hour. They already had a bucket full of fish, of many different colors and shapes. He asked his father to stay longer, for he knew that something special would come out of it.
"My boy, I thing we should turn our rods for the day. We caught enough fish to last us a month."
"No, wait, just one more catch, then we go home."
"Okay, if that's the way you want it." He started packing his things, while Sorator waited, staring at the water. Suddenly, he saw something that caught his eye.
Just another fish, he thought. He searched around for something else, but then he noticed that it lingered around their boat. It's awfully colorful though. Wonder what kind it was?" He reached his hand in the water, forgetting about the rod that was sitting in the boat, and he noticed that the fish changed colors. Wow, I want a fish like that. He didn't realize until moments later that it had basically placed itself in his hand.
When he pulled it out, the fish looked just your average shade of gray. Nothing special about this one, he thought, but then he saw it shimmer like a rainbow. he also saw a golden bead stuck in it's mouth. Sorator looked into the water to see if he could see any more. To his luck, he could see a string of golden beads at the bottom, hardly touched, and hardly moved for that matter. He took the bead out of the fish's mouth and whispered to it "Now go bring me those in the bottom."
He honestly didn't expect it to listen to him- it was a fish, what could it do? But he was still a child, and part of him still believed that the animals could understand them, almost like a human child believes in the tooth fairy or leprechauns. He looked in the water as he released the fish, and then averted his eyes to his father who was ready to go.
"You just about ready?"
"Yeah, I guess..." he trailed off as he looked into the water. To his surprise, he could see the fish with his head out of the water with something in his mouth. It was the string with the beads on it, just like Sorator asked. "Thank you," he whispered. "Father, I'm ready to go now."
Somehow, he had found what he was looking for, even though he wasn't looking for anything.
The boy was only 15 years of age, which is barely equivalent to a 5 year old child for that of a human. He was not human, but prince of the Ancients, a very noble race, believed to have created the entire Middle- Earth. He was special, though, as he was only half Ancient. The other half of him contained the spirit of an elf, which came from his mother. He was the most unique in his tribe, as he was the only half of... just about anything.
His name was Sorator, and as said before, he was the prince of the Ancients. He was a very impulsive character when need be, but it was usually when he cared strongly for something or someone's well-being, which wasn't a bad thing...when he didn't lose his temper. When he did.....well, that's another story.
It was going to be his 16th birthday in about a couple weeks, which was when the Princess was to be born. Two families divided the kingdom's rule; therefore, the new Princess and Sorator were not related. He knew he would be receiving something special on his birthday, but he had no idea it would be something as special as her.
You see, she was more like the Chosen One. There was a prophecy that the first girl in the royal family, or at least one of them, was given an anklet and a pendant identical to her image. She had to harness its powers at a certain age, or, the village would come to an end. It wasn't planned like this...it nearly happened with one girl of the family, which is a long story. The only problem was that the anklet was always lost, and someone had to find it before it was too late.
"Mother," said Sorator, his bright blue eyes looking at her dark green ones. One of the only traits they had that matched each others was their dark, long hair, flowing down to the smalls of their backs.
"Yes, dear?" she said in a serene voice. Her name was Alqua, and she was the only Elf that resided within the village. She was a lucky one, as she was the first elf to live within the borders of their world, and she already resided in the royal family. She was found wounded by Amerial, one of the present Kings, and he took her into his care. It's the basic generic love story- they fell in love, and then they had Sorator. That is why he is considered special.
"What are we going to do for my birthday?" His birthday always bought joy to his heart, as he would always see someone happy, which always pleased him.
"We have something special for you."
"What is it, mamma?"
She didn't want to give away the secret, but she could see that she was anxious. So instead she changed the subject. "How about you go fishing with your father today? See what kind of fish you can catch today."
Sorator loved the idea. Even though he knew that his mother was averting his attention to something else, fishing had always been his favorite activity. "Really?" he said ecstatically. "You mean it?"
"Of course I do. I'll go get your father."
As soon as she said this, a tall and slender man walked behind her and kissed her cheek. He was about 3 inches taller than she was, with the same length of dark, sleek hair, which was tied into half a ponytail. "And how are we doing today, my swan?" he whispered in her ear. This public display of affection made Sorator roll his eyes and laugh. Grown ups...
"Actually, I have a favor to ask you. Do you think you can take our son fishing today?"
He looked to his son, who was waiting for the little display of affection to end. Amerial only chuckled. "Don't worry Sorator, we're done," he laughed.
"Good," he smiled. Then his eyes met his fathers. "Can we?"
"If you can be ready in.... lets say... ten minutes?"
"I'll be ready in five!"
"Well then you better hurry up, little prince, or all the fish will be in my belly." They both laughed, then Sorator ran to his room faster than Amerial could blink.
Alqua looked loving into her husband's eyes. "So, how is Lady Iris doing?" she asked. Iris, also known as Irisial, was the mother of the unborn child.
"I checked on her some time ago. She and Odahin are faring well. In fact, they may be expecting the baby sooner than expected...." He just stared into her eyes, leaning in for a kiss, when he interrupted the atmosphere with "Or not!" He smirked, and Alqua laughed and kissed him anyway.
"Well, whenever she comes, I'm sure she will be perfect for our little boy-"
"What will be perfect for me?" Sorator interrupted. He had his rod, and his father's as well, along with the bait ready in hand.
"Wow, Sorator," said his father, "That barely took two minutes."
"What can I say? I love fishing. Are you ready?"
Alqua looked at her son, then at her husband. "Well, what are you waiting for? He's ready for you."
"Okay, Sorator. Let's go." Sorator jumped for joy. He knew that today was going to be special.
They sat in the boat for about an hour. They already had a bucket full of fish, of many different colors and shapes. He asked his father to stay longer, for he knew that something special would come out of it.
"My boy, I thing we should turn our rods for the day. We caught enough fish to last us a month."
"No, wait, just one more catch, then we go home."
"Okay, if that's the way you want it." He started packing his things, while Sorator waited, staring at the water. Suddenly, he saw something that caught his eye.
Just another fish, he thought. He searched around for something else, but then he noticed that it lingered around their boat. It's awfully colorful though. Wonder what kind it was?" He reached his hand in the water, forgetting about the rod that was sitting in the boat, and he noticed that the fish changed colors. Wow, I want a fish like that. He didn't realize until moments later that it had basically placed itself in his hand.
When he pulled it out, the fish looked just your average shade of gray. Nothing special about this one, he thought, but then he saw it shimmer like a rainbow. he also saw a golden bead stuck in it's mouth. Sorator looked into the water to see if he could see any more. To his luck, he could see a string of golden beads at the bottom, hardly touched, and hardly moved for that matter. He took the bead out of the fish's mouth and whispered to it "Now go bring me those in the bottom."
He honestly didn't expect it to listen to him- it was a fish, what could it do? But he was still a child, and part of him still believed that the animals could understand them, almost like a human child believes in the tooth fairy or leprechauns. He looked in the water as he released the fish, and then averted his eyes to his father who was ready to go.
"You just about ready?"
"Yeah, I guess..." he trailed off as he looked into the water. To his surprise, he could see the fish with his head out of the water with something in his mouth. It was the string with the beads on it, just like Sorator asked. "Thank you," he whispered. "Father, I'm ready to go now."
Somehow, he had found what he was looking for, even though he wasn't looking for anything.