Chapter 2:
Alexander was very confused as to what just happened. He looked at Marcus and he was just staring wide eyed at Frod. He looked at Frod and he was looking back at Alexander. This scared him and he let out a gasp as he bent down behind the rock.What was that? What was that wolf thing? What did he whisper? Why were those guards chasing him? Why did they leave after he whispered? What's going on? Alexander looked back up and he was gone, with out a trace. Alexander searched and saw no sign of him ever being there.
All of the sudden Marcus grabbed Alexander's arm and whispered, "Come on, follow me." Alexander followed, thinking about the event that just occurred, into the deep into the forest where they liked to play. They stopped at a large decaying tree. Marcus felt around the trunk of the tree until he felt a notch. He pulled the notch to the side opening a door that revealed a hollow cavern in the tree.
Marcus walked in and came out with two wooden, one handed, single sided blunt axes. "Doesn't it always make you want to be a warrior and fight for our town and everyone we know when you hear Frod's stories? Do you think we could be warriors some day?" Marcus said while swinging the axes around. Alexander walked into the tree and pulled out a wooden, one and a half handed, curved blunted sword. "I guess, but we're both sons of carpenters so it would be hard." Alexander replied while his sword from hand to hand. "Plus we're only eight." Alexander said. "Well we can keep sparing with each other to practice and get better." "If you don't mind getting any more bruises." Alexander replied.
"Today I'll finally win." Marcus said swinging his axes at Alexander only for him to dodge it. Alexander ran towards a tree with Marcus trailing a few feet behind. He jumped up, pushed off the tree with one foot, turned around in mid air, and hit Marcus on the shoulder. "You've got to be on your toes when your fighting." Alexander said taunting Marcus
Just then he swung the axe in his left arm down at Alexander's feet. He jumped over the axe with ease. Right when he landed Marcus swung his other axe around and hit Alexander in the mid section. "You do too." Marcus replied. Just when Alexander was about to retaliate he heard a long deep whistle. "Well that's my mom calling." Marcus said. "I better go back too." Alexander said. They both put back their weapons headed home. They each took longer to get home because of their injuries.
After Alexander got home and ate dinner he laid down and thought about what happened and the story Frod told. He was thinking about it until late at night when he fell asleep.