Warlord 12

Richards mother was screaming in terror of the fate that was about to be fall her. She was still weary of child birth and her worries on her children were vast. Samuel hoisted Richards mother into a chair to which she was glad to be in. Janelle was walking around the room deciding what to do with this woman. Richard's mother was pleading for her life, but Janelle didn't want to hear any of it.

"You know the only reason you are hear is because Samuel couldn't figure out which woman to take," Said Janelle, "I really don't have to much use for you anymore."

"No please don't kill me, I have my children to think about."

"Give me one good reason of why I shouldn't kill you."

Before Richards mother could answer Janelle hoisted up her chakrum and threw it at a rope hanging above Richard's mother's head. I steel bar, sharp, crisp and smooth flew down slanted and pierced straight through her chest. Blood was flowing out her mouth and her eyes grew dark. Before she was able to take her last breath Samuel lifted her over his shoulder and brought her to the barrel ground.

Danielle was worried about the incoming danger. She wondered why so many of them were being taken. What was their purpose? Her long hair, which was now tattered and askew flew over her shoulders, every time the wind blew. The wind was cold and unwelcoming. Danielle was as scared as Maria who had fallen out into a dream state. It was quiet in the cell. Rachael who had been there for days now was still not accustomed to the harsh reality of what had happened to her.

"How did all of this happen to you?" Danielle said with a gentle smile.

"I was kidnapped from a family gathering and I was the only one not beaten."

Danielle gasped feeling sorry that she had felt such remorse, all her friends and family were still alive and well, "I'm sorry for you loss."

"I miss them so much, especially my mother." Said Rachael trying to hold back tears, "Samuel busted our door down and came into swatting my family away like common flies. That armor he wore was so strong not even our heaviest weapons could pierce through it. He grabbed me and hoisted me over his shoulder leaving most of my family dead or badly beaten."

"I'm so sorry, I don't know how I could live with all that much pain."

"It feels as if the pain will never go away.'

Maria was stirring and this brought a smile to Danielle's face, she was hoping Maria would stay alive. Danielle just sit there staring out at the window, in her case the wind wasn't as cold anymore.

Erin was listening to the story of how Katie got away from the devious Samuel. Erin felt as if she failed, she is suppose to be the warrior and couldn't stop Samuel. Tears were forming under Twanria's eyes when she realized that only one of the children remained. The rest didn't notice until Twanria had said something. The house was in shambles but there was no sign of the small child. They all sat in silence at the how they had lost the young child and hoped for its safety. The sight of all the carnage in the house was imbearable. Darell didn't take to much mind to the mess since it was his turn to care for the small child. Justin thought it was time for Katie to explain how and why she has psychic powers.

Katie sighed but thought it time to confide in her friends about the truth of her powers, "My family has been to known to have at least one psychic for every generation. My great grandmother was a psychic and my great grandmother was a psychic. My mother was passed when it came to the powers and none of us understood why. My power comes from my mind as all psychic power does, but mine seems to be strongest since when I was growing up I was kept indoors so people wouldn't find out my secret. My grandmother and great grandmother could only see into the future but since I trained and enhanced my powers I can use all types of psychic energy except telepathy and mind reading. My powers are hard to control but since I have trained my self to use them wisely, I can now form psychic orbs, which is another form of telekinesis. Instead of moving things with my mind I can create psychic energy and throw orbs of energy to move objects."

Katie's past was a interesting news to all of them but in the slightest sense, a little scary. Katie was waiting for questions or opinions but instead she just got smiling faces. They were so fascinated with her powers that they just let her be and she would explain the rest in time. Katie feeling a little confused decided to give an example of her power. She pointed to the vase on the table and with just staring at it, the vase moved into the air. It floated around the table and landed back where it had been.

"This is my power of telekinesis but, todo the psychic orbs it takes a lot more enegergy". Said Katie.

Katie placed a cup on the end of the table. Concentrating with all her might, her eyes began to glow. Her eyes went black and her hands began to glow with every bit of energy she put into them. She focused her hands forward and in a certain light you could see the orbs forming and the wind that they drew back was enormous. The room began to quake and Katie through her orbs towards the cup. Her long hair flew back at the force of her energy and the orbs twisted and combined into one large orb plowing right through the cup. After incinerating the cup the orbs kept moving and blasted right through one of the walls in the house and from their into another wall right outside to wear they finally dicpitated.

Katie's orbs left the others standing with their mouths open wide. Katie explained that the more time she has to build the energy, the more powerful the orb becomes. Justin felt with Katie on their side they would have nothing to fear. Twanria felt it was her turn to explain her gift.

"I learned archery from the palace guards and teachers." Said Twanria, "I practiced shooting apples and moving disks. I became quite skilled and quick on the draw. I've one many badges but the one person I could never beat is lord William."

After hearing the name Lord William Erin remembered what the man had said who came to the house.

"Lord William has fallen ill everyone," Said erin.

With much confusion and shock, there were murmurs throughout the group. With out a second word Twanria was off through the front door and out towards the castle. Twanria hated lord William but couldn't let him die alone like that. Justin followed her treading slowly behind. He wasn't good at talking with people but he felt he needed to go. Erin stayed behind to watch after the small child but Darrell soon left because of business. Katie wanted to go with Justin and Twanria, but the she had this strong urge to go with Darrell. Katie had never seen the world of business or how it went, so Darrell was who she wanted to be with. Richard stayed behind to watch over his little brother with Erin, though she was not to keen on the idea of him being near her.

Twanria was steadily walking up the dirt path with arms swinging hard enough to dent a fence post. Justin was repaying the favor that she gave him earlier. The afternoon was soon approaching and the lack of sleep was taking its toll on Justin. The yawning was contagious through him and Twanria. Into the town and across the forest to where the palace stood was quite a journey. When they approached the Castle. Justin looked up at its high walls and gray texture. The sun could be seen behind a piece of tower that was being engulfed by the clouds. Twanria was accustomed to the castle but didn't realize how big it looked from the outside. She entered the door that was made from the castle drawbridge. Justin was amazed at all the decorations and lights that filled the hallways. At the end of the north tower was the Lord William's bedchamber. The large chamber door that led into the William's bedchamber was one of the hardest doors to open for Twanria. She didn't know why she was standing there and she didn't know why she cared so much. William killed her father and for that she would never forgive him, but he was kind to her and raised her as one of his own. William didn't have many women in his life and after his first wife died he fell into a great depression. He was once a great King a ruler that none other could match. But when his first wife died he was left saddened and that's when the title of Lord William came into play. There was more war, poverty and taxes. The King became evil, but not just evil a devil in human form. The only good that the King had ever shown was the care he showed for Twanria. Twanria was a beacon for the light that lay dormant inside the King.

Twanria turned the latch to the Kings bedchamber with Justin steady behind her. She found her mother by the bedside and William slowly falling into the eternal slumber. Tears were forming at Twanria's eyes and at that moment she realized that she wasn't mad at William, she was mad at herself for not doing anything that fateful night. Twanria was stronger now, she was educated and a skilled archer. She knelt next to the extravagant bed and cooling fire. The castle doctor was looking quite disturbed. Twanria looked over him to see a very pale and giving face. William's eyes opened to see Twanria soft and crying face over him. He held out his hand and took Twanria's hand to his. With in William's hand was a letter that he passed to Twanria. With as quiet as a whisper you could hear William mutter the words, "Be strong, and I am sorry." Twaria's tears became many and with that she felt William's hand become lifeless in her own. She rose and ran to Justin who didn't know how to handle situations such as this. He put his arms around her in a comforting way. Though they still were just getting to know each other at that moment that silent bond between them was broken. Justin could feel her pain and shuttered a single tear for his newly made friend. Twanria's mother was crying into her hands along with the Castle doctor. Justin motioned Twanria towards the door and when they reached the hallway, she opened the letter for Lord William.

My Dearest Twanria,

Twanria, my sweet blossoming flower. You could always make me smile as my first wife did. I remember when we took you in at such a young age. You learned many skills and you never let the palace life affect your personality. I will always be truly sorry of what happened to your father. I knew your father well, and we were long time friends. His legacy will live on forever. There is something that I have to tell you before I finish writing this letter. Your father worked for me as an elite group of agents. They went underground pretending to be against me. Instead they worked for me seeking out my enemies. The day your father died one of my leading commanders heard of a group trying to bring me down. He sought out its members and there was an order to murder each one. If my leading commanders had come to me for orders they would have realized their mistake. I tried to save your father but to no avail. In the true fact your father was one of our lands greatest hero's and always will be. He was one of the most skilled archers in the land and I guess that's where you get it. He always beat me at Archery. So with this I leave you this key found in a box hidden in a small chamber behind my bed. This key opens the door that leads you to the safe where my vast wealth is kept. You and your mother were take my wealth and run the Castle as if it your own. All I wish is for you to be happy take care and never forget who you are or where you came from.