Wow, I had forgotten that I'd even written this, but right now I'm stuck on a novel I'm attempting to write for school so hopefully working a bit on this will shake me out of my writers block. I don't exactly remember where I was headed when I started this fic, but I'll do my best to continue seamlessly. However I've decided to skip ahead to his eleventh year of life, hopefully it won't be overly confusing. Good luck to all you readers out there!
Chapter 4: Introduction
Piercing green eyes, hardened yet adorned with a twinkling childish amusement, peered from the brush. They spotted their prey and a malicious yet mischievous grin crossed the face of the young boy who owned the eyes. This time he would not be defeated. He slowed his breath and flexed his fingers in preparation. The centaur in the clearing continued to warily search for the hunter in all directions. Tezca took one last preparing breath and leapt from his hiding place, raising his hands above his head, first clasping them together and then bringing them down around himself, creating a wind that picked him up and left him floating above the ground. Just in time as well because the centaur leaped into action, stomping the ground viciously and causing the earth to tremble for miles around. This caused young Tezca to grin, he hadn't fallen for that neat little trick since their first bout together nearly four years before. After the earth shattering kick of his opponent Tezca dropped his hovering disc of wind and proceeded to direct the trees in which way to thrash, though many were reluctant to act against their centaur friend and went about it in a half hearted sort of way. The centaur in turn attempted to secretively raise up the river behind the boy, but Tezca caught on quickly and called up the winds once more, crashing the water back into it's place. A storm was quickly brewed, both participants contributing to the gathering clouds. Shortly both were attempting to dodge lightning bolts, while simultaneously aiming there own bursts of energy. Tezca attempted to keep a straight face at the sight of his companion dodging the bolts in a jerky sort of dance, the centaur too was having difficulty keeping up the facade of seriousness. Finally a truce was met and the pair collapsed in hilarity.
"Tezca!" a stern was boomed.
Both children froze at the voice of the less kind half of Tezca's parental unit.
"Yes Tenoch?" Tezca replied, bracing himself for the worst.
"Coaxoch wants you at the cave." he said simply.
Tezca breathed a sigh of relief at that. He had simply lost track of the time. Though he couldn't believe that it was time for his lessons already. He simply shrugged it off and turned to his friend for a brief moment.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow Tes." he said in parting.
"And next time I'm definitely going to win!" he exclaimed teasingly.
"What makes you so sure?" came the retort.
"'cause I'd never be beaten by a girl!" he exclaimed cheekily, to which Teserract Infinity simply stuck out her small tongue and turned the opposite way, taking off in a gallop and leaving Tezca coughing from the dust she had kicked up and trying to laugh at the same time.