Part III
10 ½ years later
Cammi walked across the training rounds with Sir Plucki, he was now fourteen years old had been training since he was five years old.
Sir Plucki had told Cammi when he was thirteen years old who his mother was and that he wasn't his father, but still Cammi called him his dad since he had been around him nearly all his life.
Cammi had made a sword when he was twelve years old, it was a hobby of his but couldn't lift them since it was too big and heavy for him.
Then in secret he made one for when he was older and strong enough to lift one. The sword had a fine sharp blade, about a metre long from the hilt of his sword. The hilt was made of silver with an amethyst set in it then engraved on the blade near the hilt was his name.
Cammi walked through the gates to the knights training ground, his staff in his hand as he made his way over to his foster father ready for his training. He crossed the hard, dusty ground of the training ground passing several fighting beams and knights training with their staff's and loading it with a sleeping drug when he reached Sir Plucki.
The two climbed on the fighting beam and dropped into fighting stances as the spinning machines began to spin and the two began to train.
Sir Plucki had just of recent been giving Cammi a variety of training each of his opponents being at different strength and skills.
Cammi dodged and blocked some of Sir Plucki's attacks, he had a very good balance being on the fighting beam but his main problem was that he kept forgetting to duck or dodge the spinning machines as it hit him and knocked him off the fighting beam. He went flying to the other end of the training ground, luckily not hitting anything as he dropped his staff and landed roughly on the ground a few metres away from it giving himself a few scratches on his hands and up his arm. He recovered from his fall and saw another knight charging at him, which he recognised as Sir Gumlittle. He knew himself that he wouldn't reach his staff in time and began to slightly panic. He reached behind him in panic trying to find something, his hand grasped something long and heavy, but he didn't care he picked it up and swung it at Sir Gumlittle.
The sword crashed down into Sir Gumlittle staff and got wedged there.
Cammi pulled hard and it came loose and using the moment while his opponent was still stood stunned brought it down again and disarmed him. Cammi panted heavily and realised that all their eyes were on him then looked at the sword in his hand. He just stood staring at it and as he did a swell of emotions mixed up inside him, shock and happiness. After several years of making swords and not being able to pick them up it had finally happened, he stood there with the sword in his hands as he watched his foster father and Sir Blastus approach him.
"Well done" said Sir Plucki.
"Thanks" replied Cammi nervously as he lowered the sword back down on the ground again.
"Vous enlever, a sword" said Sir Blastus.
"Yes" replied Cammi.
The groups of knights were beginning to discuss Cammi's improvements and achievements when they heard a loud rumbling noise above them in the sky.
The rumbling in the clouds surprised everyone in Gummadoon since judging by the signals of the sky there wasn't suppose to be any rain or thunder. The rumbling grew louder, but the colour of the sky remained blue with white clouds never changing to form a grey cloud that threatened to open and let the rain pour down onto the ground. A wind began to form whipping past everyone wildly making them shiver with cold as the clouds began to form into twisters. Eventually droplets began to drop to the ground marking it as several more came down before the rain then began bucketing down to the ground.
Cammi could see that it was raining but also he could hear, see and feel tiny little stones, clatter on the ground all around him. They were white almost like crystal's, hail was it's name, but they hurt liked he'd been cut or something, as he rubbed his cheek and went indoors with the rest of the knights.
The Councillor stood from their place on one of the steps of the Councillor's doorway as they watched with worry, concern and suspicion as the clouds formed into different waves and twister with the clouds not once changing colour as they could clearly see that this was no ordinary storm, this was a storm done by magic, as all the gummi residents began to rush indoors.
Meanwhile why this was happening, little did the gummi's know that someone was watching them as he smiled from underneath his cloak hood.
"Soon, Cammi, soon" he whispered as it trailed off in the wind.
TBC…
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