Hey guys. I've rapidly seen some feedback from the first chapter of my story and I remember reading a review in which HappyWriting asked me a few questions. I think they'll be answered here, and just so that you know, I did do some research on Asin's background and history. Also some things are just my fictional parts. Anyways, let's proceed with the chapter!
"How much farther is that stupid mansion?" Asin muttered, trying to catch his breath. Right now he was in the middle of some forest that he barely knew how he got into. The fighter usually had a lot of stamina and could run for days, but his glove was sort of...taking his power.
He groaned at the pain in palm of his right hand. The glove was sucking out his power like a leech. Now he didn't want to get to the Grand Chase Mansion for Jin, he wanted to get their for his own survival and the safety at others. If the glove did what it could really do, then people's lives would be at risk. Just like the last town. The thought of it made him angrier. Angry is just what the glove needed.
"Must...must..get to that mansion..." he groaned, slowly struggling past the trees.
"Who are you? And why are you here?" a voice exclaimed. Two figures jumped out of the trees. One had silver hair and wore blue armor striped with gold while carrying a sharp blade. The other one had crimson hair and wore a crimson armor, however he carried no weapons. "No weapons..." Asin thought. "Could it be?" he questioned himself in his mind.
The two figures were posed, ready for violence if required. The one with silver hair snickered. "Who's this chump? Jin, what do ya' say we do to him?" he asked. The crimson one shrugged. "I don't know. Hey, person, who are you?" he questioned, poising his fists for battle.
"Jin...You're Jin?" Asin questioned, keeping himself ready in his battle-stance.
"Yea? And who's askin'?" Jin replied, a bit flabbergasted about Asin knowing his name.
"I...I am..Asin, Tyrin..." Asin answered, snickering as if he had something planned.
"Asin? Asin? Asin Tyrin? How...how...he..he..." Jin stammered, obviously at a loss for words. Lass was a bit curious. "Hey, Jin, who's Asin? And what happened to him?" he asked. There was a deep silence in the woods. No one responded, but Jin decided to break the ice.
"He...he died 2 years ago." Jin finally said, rapidly switching to his burning mode.
"Hey Amy!" Arme greeted with a smile.
"Oh, hey Arme!" Amy greeted back with another smile.
The two were in the luxurious kitchen of the Grand Chase Mansion. It was stocked completely with all the most advanced culinary tools and the freshest cooking ingredients available in Serdin. Arme was baking her cherry pie that is loved by much of the Grand Chase.
"Why aren't you with Jin at the Training Hall?" Arme asked as she carefully began to take out her cherry pie from the oven. Right before Amy could begin to speak, Arme cried out in terror. "Oh no! I was going to bake cherry pie but..." Arme couldn't finish. "What Arme?" Amy asked, curious about what the blunder the mage had done.
"I...I...forgot to add the cherry!" she cried out. "Now I have to bake this pie all over again!"
Amy burst out in laughter and smiled. However Arme frowned. "It isn't funny!" She said, showing her War Staff.
"Okay, okay, Arme...no need to go ballistic.." Amy said, trying to calm her down. "Look, if Lass, truly loves you, he'll eat whatever make for him." she said, pointing at the not-cherry pie. Arme broke into silence, thinking about what Amy just told her.
"Okay, Amy. Thanks for the advice. So why did you come here again?" she asked, changing the topic completely.
Amy smiled. "I came here to make something for Jin after he comes back from his training." she said. "However I don't know what to make! I could make some warm soup, the one that Jin loves to eat. Or I could make some cake! It'll give an extra sugar rush to him! No, wait, what about..." And she went on and on.
"You're not Asin...you..you can't be..." Jin muttered. He was in his burning mode, angered about the newcomer. "You don't even LOOK like Asin! Then how can you be him?" he questioned with an urge to punch that guy in the gut.
Asin fell into silence. "I have two things to tell you. One, I'm not Asin. I'm not the Asin who was your teacher." he said, trying to clear Jin's confusion and rage.
Jin's eyes widened. "Tell me everything about how you were related to the real Asin..." he demanded. Asin nodded. "Sure, but can you calm down first?" he asked. Jin did as he was asked to do.
"Okay...So let's start from the beginning. It all started out in the village of Todatil..."
Asin's P.O.V. FLASHBACK
I ran through the woods as fast as I could. Yet that was probably not that fast because I haven't eaten in days. My stomach growled, begging it's owner for food, but I had none. What to do, what to do?
Thankfully there is supposed to be a big feast at the village tonight to celebrate some holiday, I think it's the day their village was founded. So I could sneak in and steal food, I mean all of the food is free for the villagers. However it may be stealing since I'm not a villager.
So anyways, I was running through the woods to escape a group of sailors who were chasing me because I snuck into their ship at Ellia so that I could get to their destination, Silver Land.
Yeah, life's been like that for me. I've never had a friend, never had a family. I've never even had a NAME! I can be the nicest guy you've ever met, yet people will hate me. Why? Ask that yourself. So I've always been on the move, stealing what I could for survival. In Ellia, life was always chaotic. There were too many frequent monster attacks. I still had my ground, until that day. Ever since that day I left Ellia and came to Silver Land.
So anyways, I rested by placing my back against the trunk of a tree. I closed my eyes, remembering everything that has recently happened. My stomach continued to growl like a pet dog.
Then I heard a voice. "Help me...please help me..." I looked at the direction the sound came from and found an orange haired man. His clothes were stained with blood and his wounds were profusely bleeding.
"Oh my god...Who are you?" I said, my mind nearly panicking at the situation. The man replied in a weak voice, "My..name is..Asin..". He groaned. What could I do? I can barely help myself survive, how can I help someone else survive? Not only that, the person is wounded! Then an idea came into my mind.
Maybe..just maybe...I could go now and sneak some food from the food already laid down for the feast. Then while I'm at it I could steal a jug of water and some medical supplies. That could be one of the biggest thefts I've made in a day.
"Don't worry sir, I'll help you! I need to go get some supplies as fast as I can. I'll be back soon!" I said. The man, Asin, broke out a weak smile as I ran to the village.
I never knew my life would change at that single moment.