A Weapon To Choose!

What do you do when a person whom you don't know much asks if you are you? You nod! I did the same. Adonis smiled. Then he looked at the other two. "Come in all of you!" He gestured to the parents as well. My father seemed happy to know that he could see which weapon his son chooses.

We all went inside. It was a total mess. There were tools, screws and equipment lying everywhere. The walls were also damaged, with moss present too. On the table, there were iron rods, drill machine, cutter, and many other things which I didn't know about. Adonis turned back. "Sorry I couldn't clean this mess before. I was working on many weapons for you guys." Adonis said.

He then went to the table. On the table, what I hadn't noticed, were five weapons. He took three in one hand and two in the other. He hanged to the wall which had screws fixed. "These, my kids, are the weapons you can choose. You have five options which is a more than enough considering that you are only three. Choose with wisdom your weapon!" Adonis exclaimed.

I looked at all the different weapons. Adonis walked to the first weapon and picked it up. "This shining weapon, is called Tortunem. It's a sword that can cut through almost anything." Adonis proudly showed off the hand-made weapon. Did I tell you guys that in Darknor, each weapon has its own name? The name signifies the weapon's qualities and capabilities.

Adonis placed Tortunem down and picked up the other weapon, a bigger and fatter sword. "Its name is Charge. This sword is sharp enough to kill giants! Its blade will never get blunt." Adonis said. I wasn't fascinated by any of the two swords yet. I didn't know why. Adonis picked the third weapon which was an axe. "This axe is named Cruckx. It is very helpful in combat. The wide blade helps in attacking with better force." Adonis explained.

The other two weapons were named Devastator and spooky. (Spooky is a very bad name!) I took a deep look at each of the weapons. Each of them had a quality of its own. But I didn't seem to be impressed by any of them.

Oliver stepped up and picked Tortunem. "This will be my weapon!" He exclaimed. The other guy went up and picked Devastator. That left me. I watched my father's eager face. His expressions made me think that he would now say, 'Bye idiots. I am taking the rest of the weapons.' And then he would run away.

I stepped forward. Cruckx, Charge and Spooky. Which one should I choose? Honestly, I adored none. "I don't want any of them." I just blurted out. I saw everyone's shocked faces around me. "But you are 15 now!" Adonis protested. I sighed. "I know. But I don't have interest in any of these. I want my weapon to be the best." I spoke the truth.

My father looked at me and smiled. Apparently, he liked my idea. "Yes, you are right son." Then he turned to Adonis. "Thanks for the choices, Adonis. But my son will make his own, strong weapon." He said.