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DARK KNIGHT CHRONICLES #1

 

"Ugh," David groaned.  Considering my older brother David had been a
squire for three years and I was experiencing my last day as being a page, I
was doing a well.

                "Heath,
David, time to eat," his father said. 
I walked toward the door. 

                "Father,
thank you so much for promoting me," I said.

                "Well,
you are thirteen, and have excellent swordplay skill for your age."

                "Well
thank you again."

                Father
laughed, "You can stop thanking me, now let's get to dinner!"

                I was
nervous.  Something felt odd.  I had seen six horses at the stable that
weren't ours.  When I went to look at the
chickens this morning, all the chickens had been gone.  Something is about to happen, I just know it.

"SURPRISE!" everyone yelled as I came to the
table.  I gasped, they had made this a
party, and everyone was there like Father Brown, some other local knights, and
the rest of the family.  Though as I
asked, I still got my chicken leg. There were so many people; they had to have
four turkeys.  This is turning out to be
one of the best days of my life.  Thank
you God!  Praise the lord!

                When
dinner was done, Father stood up.   He
said," I have an announcement to make. 
Heath is going to be a squire to the greatest knight in England, Sir
John of Meheithin."

                Everyone
gasped.  I was going to be the squire of
possible the strongest soldier in the world. 
I couldn't be happier.  Then I
heard a knock on the door.  Father went
to the door, and came back minutes later.

                "Bad
news," said Father sighing, "very bad news.  That was Sir John's messenger, Hope.  Sir John died yesterday of an unknown
disease."

                Everyone
gasps; Sir John was the best commander we had.

                "Will
anyone take him in as a squire?" my Father asked.

                "I
will," said a knight at the table, names Sir Phillip, "It won't be as
exciting as being the squire for Sir John, but I am one of the kings most
trusted, with the greatest, strongest, Fortresses in all of Briton. He will be
the safest he could be."

                "Please
Father?" I begged.  I always was
excited to go to his castle. There was so many hallways, you could easily get
lost in it.  Everyone had gotten lost in
it at some point, even Sir Phillip! "Please?!"

                "All
right, you will leave tomorrow."

 

                In the
morning, I packed my stuff like my bow, wooden sword, parchment, quills, and
other things.  After I had packed, I
headed outside.  Then I realized
something, how was I going to bring the horse back I borrowed?  Maybe the messenger will bring a horse for me
to ride on.  Or...

                 As I walked out, Father had a horse with him
that I didn't recognize.  It was a black
warhorse, with a white splotch that looked strangely like a skull.

                "Father,"
I said, "I like your new warhorse."

                "Not
my warhorse," Father said, "Yours."

                I cried
out in glee, he looked like a great friend and comrade, just like a good
warhorse should be like.

               

An hour later, I was all packed and
on Rouge- my black warhorse- ready to head for Sir Phillip's castle.

                "Farewell,"
cried everyone, "Farewell."

                 It was a pleasant ride to Sir Phillip's
castle.  The scenery was really nice,
giving off a distinct comforting smell. Sir Phillip's messenger, Grant, pointed
out a hidden cave under a giant oak.  He
said that there were many legends about it; all saying who ever goes down into
the cave are never seen again.  For the
rest of the trip, I wondered how it was created.  It had looked as if it wasn't a natural cave. 

We then arrived, seeing a gigantic fortress, the castle of
Sir Phillip.  As we entered the gate, we
were showered with pink flowers, shot out of their trebuchet.  We were greeted by Sir Phillip.

"Welcome," said Sir Phillip, "I hope your
ride went well, I will lead you to your room personally."

                As we
went through the hallways, I look at all the things on the wall.  He has all these random items like this flat
rock he has.  It has all these runes on
it.  The one thing I could understand
putting on the wall is the giant copy of the Ten Commandments.  It had taken his scribes 7 years to do, and
the strokes were so big, you'd think God wrote them on the parchment
himself.  I saw a sword and shield on the
wall that looked curious. I asked "Sir, why does this sword and shield
look abnormal to me?

                Sir
Phillip stopped dead in his tracks.  He
said, without looking, "Because that isn't any normal sword and shield
Heath, I will tell you about them if you come to the dining hall tonight when
the moon is high."

                I then
was curious, what kind of secret could that sword and shield hold that he would
have to tell at the dead of night?  I was
chilled by the thought of it.  Sir
Phillip then showed me my room, and told me I could get situated, and then come
down to the dining room, for dinner was ready to be served.

                Dinner
was great, and Grant introduced me to everyone. 
There was Hook the cook, Stephen the smith, and a field worker named
Nemi.

                I was
extremely tired, excited, and scared all at the same time. I wondered still at
the thought of what was causing him to be so secretive about this.  But I didn't have time to ponder the thought
longer as I fell to sleep.

                "AH!"
I cried, to find Sir Phillip at the front of the bed.

                "Shush,"
he said, "Why weren't you in the dining hall?  You wanted to know about that sword and shield
don't you?"

                "Yes"

                "Then
listen.  That shield and sword is one of
the eight elemental weapons.  The eight
elements were Fire, Water, Stone, Earth, Air, Ice, Life, and Death.  The last two are the strongest of the eight.
All of the set weapons were destined for a certain person, a certain person
that would be one of the strongest knights in the world.  All of them got their weapons long ago,
except the Death, which has never yet met its destined one.  When someone besides the destined one touched
the weaponry with their bare hands, their hands would be burned. All of them
have died, except the Life Knight possibly, for he just disappeared.  The set of weapons you saw my squire, was the
only set of weapons never to have seen it's destined one, the Death set of
weapons.  The king found them long ago,
and with me having the strongest fortress in the land, gave them to me to guard
till we found the chosen on for them.

                "Wow,"
I breathed, "I never knew that it was so important, you really are the
kings most trusted!"

                "Yes,"
said Sir Phillip, "So you know that it is of utmost importance that you
tell no one, NO ONE, about this."

                "Yes
sir!"

               

      The next week
was normal, as I practiced swordplay in the yard, and served Sir Phillip as
often as possible.  But I was distracted
by something as I did all these things, love. 
Yes, I am in love with the field worker Nemi.  I just couldn't stop looking at her; her jet
black long silky hair, her gentle pale face, and most of all, the eyes. Yes,
the ocean blue eyes which made you feel you were on a raft in the middle of the
ocean with her.

       One morning, a
week and a day after I had come to the castle, I woke up to screams!  I ran out to find an army of men had somehow
had breached the walls of the strongest fortress in England.  I ran out, heading out toward the front gate
in hope that my Nemi still lived.  A
second later, I found myself against a wall with a man-in-arms swinging a sword
at me for a fatal blow.  I grabbed the
sword and shield behind me, and parried his stroke.  As I did this, shadows leaped up from the
shield, swirling around and finally, etching a skull into the air.  All the men-in-arms screamed at the sight of
it, and ran away as fast as a rabbit.  I
then scrambled out the front gate, with my shield and sword, toward my beloved
Nemi's house.

                As I
entered her house, I saw a man-in-arms there, about to strike a fatal blow to
my gorgeous Nemi.  I lunged, crying,
"Nooooo!" Crash!  The blades
met a millimeter before my darling Nemi's head.

                The man
suddenly spoke, "Don't get involved in this boy.  If you don't want to die a painful death, I'd
scurry your little butt out of here." 
I didn't move a muscle.  "You
really think that you, a squire, can beat me, a trained soldier, in a fight to
the death?" he asked, "Then fine, whoever wins gets the girl which
you can do whatever with, and your opponents weaponry, deal?"

                "Deal,"
I said.

                "Then
let us fight!" he cried, swinging his sword down like a club.

                I
deflected it, and then slicing the blade through the air toward his left thigh
he parried it, then sending a blow toward my head.  I blocked it, then realizing the need to end
the battle quickly, for reinforcements could come any second.  I then swung my sword as if I was going to go
for his same thigh, but then thrusted the sword up between two sheets in his
armor into where his heart should be. 
The man then fell, as the thud echoed throughout the whole house.

                "Nemi,"
I croaked, "Go get my horse, were getting the heck out of here."  Without a word, Nemi headed out toward the barn.  I picked up the armor and weapons, carrying
the items out toward the barn.  I found
Nemi on Rouge with his saddle and supply bags. 
I stored the armor and weapons, and then jumped on. 

As I encouraged Rouge into a trot, Nemi said "You
realize the sword and shield your carrying are the strange weapons we're trying
to protect." I took a closer look at my sword and shield as I realize the
sword and shield I was carrying was the sword and shield of the Death Knight.

I was speechless.  I
was the Death Knight of legends.  I knew
everyone would be looking for me.  That,
I realized, was why when I held the sword and shield, the shadow skull was
etched into the air, it must be like a ritual for when the chosen one is found.

"Well, now I know where we’re not going to go," I
said, "We can't go to my house.  So,
wait, we can go in the secret cavern under that tree."

"Not the one that no one returns form?" Nemi said.

"The same," I said, "we'll stay near the
entrance, ok?  There's no other place
safer right now."

"You have a point..."

"Yes, I do have a point, now let's go!" I cried,
urging the horse into a gallop.

We had to search for hours on end, but we finally found
it.  Nemi and I dismounted and took the
"tree" off.   We coaxed Rouge
to jump into the cavern.   He finally did, after we took some grass and
threw it down into the cavern.  When we
jumped down, we nearly doubled over in surprise; we were in a cavern full of
rubies, pure rubies.  Light shone down on
them from crevices in the ceiling, causing them to sparkle with radiance worthy
of the sun.

After our few minutes of amazement, I told Nemi to go
gathering for food, and take the sword with her in case.

"I," I said, "am going to explore these
caves."

"Be careful, you know what the legend says." Nemi
said.

"I won't go that deep in."  I said.

I then started exploring, and after 100 feet I found myself
with emeralds shining on me.  Another 100
feet down, I found black quartz around me. 
Every 100 feet I found some new precious stone.  I then found brown quartz, and sapphires.

I was coming up on some diamonds when suddenly,
"Freeze."

"Who's there?" I questioned, "What do you
want?  Come into the light."

Oh yah, the man came out into the light alright.  It was just that it was a grizzly man with a
white sword and shield! As I walked into the light out of amazement, the man
blinked.

"Didn't think you'd come here kid," he said
scruffy, "This was the place I thought you'd defiantly not come to."

"Are you, the Ice knight of Legend?" I asked
stunned still by the sight of the weaponry.

"Yes," he growled.

"But your dead!" He says nothing.

"How did you supposedly die?"

"You haven't heard? 
I was fighting the Light Life Knight. 
I knew I was going to die if I didn't do something, so I did the only
thing possible, I survived death.  When
one of us die, a cloud of the color representing your element appears, and
blinds everyone, and I mean everyone, from seeing you.  When the cloud leaves, it leaves nothing. No
body, no blood, nothing.  If you try to
duplicate this and teleport away, you always, obviously not now, die.  It was worth a try though; I was going to die
anyway.  And so it worked, but it left me
gasping for air for days.  Once I
recovered, I came here to the hideout of the Elemental Knights.  And I have been here ever since."

"But you should have died of old age by now."

"Not when you're an Elemental Knight boy.  I thought you would've caught on
already.  You are immortal boy.  An Elemental Knight only dies of combat, or
when the time comes that we aren't needed. 
This is one of the many burdens being an Elemental Knight is.

"A burden, ha!" I laughed, "To be immortal is
everyone's dream.  To say it is a burden
is like to say life's a pain."

                "It
is a burden after two centuries," he mumbled, "At least you're stuck
being 13, I'm stuck being 32." I suddenly felt had some pity for the old
man.

"What is your name?" I asked.

"Icarec," he growled, "What's yours?"

"Heath."

After that talk, I told him about Nemi, and how I felt about
her, but after that we were silent for a while. I finally asked, "Well, as
you know the ways of the Elemental Knights, and I still need training, would
you be my teacher?"

                "Yeah,"
he muttered, "that's why I had to live, and I was destined to.  You better leave now; your ‘beloved Nemi'
will think your dead by now."

                "Oh
my gosh!" I cried, as I grabbed my weaponry.

                "Bring
your stuff down here to live, the deeper in, the better."

                "K,
I will." I then shot toward camp where my worried Nemi waited. 

               

"Where have you been?!!" Nemi scolded, "I
thought you were dead!"

"You want to know why no one has ever returned from here?"
I asked, "It is because the discovery of an Elemental Knight being alive
couldn't be revealed."

"You mean to say an Elemental Knight is in this cavern?

"Yes, and he would like us to move down to where he
lives, he thinks it's safer."

“Are you sure we should do that?”

“What else do we have to lose?”

 

We arrived with a gruff greeting
from Icarec and told us we should first build a house for me and Nemi.

As we worked on a house for me and Nemi, Icarec muttered
"You're right about Nemi, hold on to her Heath, hold on to her with your
dear life."

The finished home looked pretty good, made from wood, vines
and leafs, and looked like it would do well as our "house."  Icarec suggested that we'd get some extra
sleep that I would especially need for tomorrow's training.  Nemi and I agreed, so we pulled up our fur
blankets to our chin for a restful night.

The night wasn't so restful because every time I went to
sleep I had a weird nightmare, where I couldn't see anything at all as if I
were in the pitch black darkness of night, or was as blind as a worm.  I felt as if I were getting weaker by the
second, all the energy being sucked out of me as fast as a twig is burned.  I wake up the second I feel faint.  I woke up, as I found that the sun at the
perfect angle for most of the light to run through the crevices in the ceiling
that it the hits diamonds to make them sparkle as bright as stars.  I roll over and wake up Nemi, and ask her if
I could help get food for this morning's meal.

"Sure," said Nemi.

So we set off, and found some berries that would do for
breakfast.  We gathered many, and came
back in the cave.  We offered some to
Icarec, who didn't reject the offer, but he had about only ten berries.

Finally, Icarec asks me mockingly, "Are yeah ready to
start, trainee?"

"As if I haven't for the last thirty six hours of my
life!" I replied.

"Then let us begin, with swordplay!" Icarec
roared, as he unsheathed his brilliant white sword.  I did the same with my sword, and used the
movement from unsheathing my sword to immediately take a swipe at his shoulder
with an under swing.  He blocked it, and
then locked his sword to mine.  I knew he
had me, but I had a curious idea.  I
swung myself around like a wind storm, gradually increasing the possibility of
disarming Icarec.  He then started
spinning in the opposite direction, opposing my maneuver.  I knew this was going to end in a battle of
strength that he would win, so I did something unexpected, I pulled on our
locked swords.  My sword came flying out,
out of my hand.  Icarec suddenly stopped
his spinning and flicked his sword to my throat.

"Dead," Icarec muttered, "nice attempt to
disarm me though."

"What was I supposed to do?" I asked, "I was
doomed the second you locked our blades together."

"Not so," he said, "With your small size, you
could have dived under me, causing the unlock of our swords, and the chance to
flick your sword to my neck."

"Ah," I murmured, feeling dumb I hadn't thought of
it before.

"Well, come on, were going to do this for another hour
or so still."

And so we went on, always locking our blades together, and
forced me to try and work out of it.  By
the time we were done, I was pouring in sweat, and still hadn't successively
gotten our blades unlocked, because I always pull too hard and he flicked his
sword to my neck.

"We're done with swordplay today," grumbled
Icarec.

"What do you mean done with swordplay?" I asked,
"Swordplay is the only thing we need to do for training."

"Idiot," Icarec said in his usual growl,
"We're not ordinary knights.  We're
elemental knights, elemental in what? I don't know, oh, maybe in MAGIC!"

"Eh," I said nervously.

"Let's start," Icarec sighed in his growling
manner.

"What do I need to do?"

"You must go to the deepest part of the cavern, where
you'll find a chamber that is made of black diamonds.  You will then meditate in the chamber for an
hour each day, in which you will try to figure out how to use your magic."

"When do I start?"

"Now."

 

Icarec told me to go deeper into the cavern where I would
find golden quartz.  I would the keep on
going to a cavern filled with black diamonds. 
And so I did, and l sat down in the middle of the cavern and closed my
eyes in meditation.   I suddenly
discovered a great energy around me, and energy so thick you could mold
it.  So I did, molding it into the thing
I had always wanted to be real, something I almost wanted to be myself, a
dragon.

 

           Yes, a
dragon, for some reason I always loved the beasts.  They just seem to be a beautiful creature
even though it has the look of evil and hatred in its eyes.

 

           I set to
work, carefully drawing out the dainty, delicate wings. I then work on the
strong hind legs.  I decide not to create
arms for my dragon; I have never seen a use for the things.  I then start on the most important thing, the
head.  I carefully sculpt out the horns
with all the up most detail I had in my thick, stubby fingers.  I then smooth out the delicate scales and
eyes.  I then "look" at my finished
creation.  I sadly open my eyes, wishing
the beautiful beast could be real.  To my
surprise, I find a midget dragon before my very eyes!

 

           I rubbed my
eyes, I could not believe it.  The little
dragon hobbled to my side as if I was its mother.  I knew I had to run back to Icarec and figure
out what the heck I did.

           For the
first time, I saw Icarec gasp.

           "You
have learned what the rest of us learn last learn last of all in our
training," he said, "If you know how to do this, then you know how to
do it all."

          “We must go
to Achia; I am pretty sure that Life boy will be going there next."

           
"Whoa!" I said "Slow down, I have suddenly proven I am
really powerful?"

             "You
could put it that way, now let us go!"

           
"Huh?" Nemi says running up, "we're leaving?"

            
"Yes, to the Ice fortress of Achia."

 

 

Thank you.