Chapter 3#
The Armed Forces
"Where was the last place you left a note?"
"When I killer that knight, in her room."
"Great, she got the attention now their going to kill my only nice sister!"
"Well a lest you could live will yourself!" Kai shouted back.
"Well Summer can help us, if we give her, her weapon."
"No, if her magic's gone!"
"The Great Summer Flame using up all her magic, ha! It's a love bug, go lay down, no go cool down, your love for Summer is getting to your head!"
"No, you'd do the same in my position!"
"Kai, shut the hall up, your making no sense, you'd do better if you were righting love poems."
Kai's face flushed ten shades of red, then he pulled up on his chair and trying to get control of his temper replied, "I'm leaving."
"Where are you going?"
"I um… got some training to do, got to get better if we're going to go get Summer."
"O.k. I'll see you in 24 hours."
Before he could finish Kai was out the door. The door slammed shut, leaving a grinning fourteen-year-old dracian in its mist.
"Well, that's done, was that worth all that trouble? Fraz?" the advisor stepped out from the shadows,
"It may have been, but you put the best man on the job."
"Is it here?"
"Yes, my lord."
"Good, now lets start on that new battle strategy."
"Yes, lets."
"Summer for winning the tournament you get a new sword, and a crystal scrying glass."
"Thank you." I pick up the new sword, and gently finger the blade. I start to swing it around, just nicking the guy.
"OOPS, sorry." The guy looks at the cut turning whiter and a off yellow. The guy know he was going to die soon, the poison on the blade would kill him in only a few short hours.
I drop the new one, knowing the poison, and pull my true blade and raise it over my head. All goes quiet, I ready my self to speak.
"I am Summer Flame of the blade, I rebel against the king and his wrong ways!"
You could have hear a pin drop, I waited a moment and continued. "The king treats you like dirt, takes your money and makes it his own. He is rich beyond your wildest dreams, he has lots of gold, silver, and bronze."
(the crowd is on my side supporting me.) "So," I say, "Support the rebel troops and you'll be well rewarded, with a better king. He'll be more concerned, and the unnecessary taxes lifted. He'll help end the war, and fighting with in our borders. So I say again support the rebel troops!"