The Boy and The Beast

The night was screaming silently, the Earth and the sky were coloured in red. mounds of corpus were lying here and there.

Afraid of looking down the moon was hidden behind those tall mountains. Not a single thing was moving there, not Even the air.

Green leaves were turned red as well as the earth.

Not far from there, a boy was desperately running like a prey and hunters were enjoying this desperate will to survive.

Wearing armour they looked like soldiers but of unknown country.

He wanted to go back to see his precious one last time but he couldn't.

He was tired but couldn't stop running because of the only promise he made with his only family member.

Last night ,

In the biggest hut of the village, an old man was cooking dinner and a boy was playing with blacksmithing tools.

Old man : boy, don't you like Ravana the great Asura of this story ?

Boy : hmmm, i like Ravana. He was strong and powerful. He was a great scholar and brave warrior with a kind heart.

Old man : he was the hero of the story , he should be like this . don't you think so ?

Boy : i don't know. Even though he was a hero ,he lost everything in the end. He lost his family,friends and kingdom. He even lost the girl whom he loved the most.

I don't like his ending.

Old man : being a hero is a cruel fate , you can't save everything.

Boy : That means you will be left with countless painful scars and memories. What is the meaning of saving others whom he didn't know by sacrificing his precious .

Old man : you are right but not entirely. Anyways, what do you want to be in future ?

Don't you want to be a hero ?

Boy : No I don't want to be a hero but a blacksmith like grandpa.

Old man : And why so ?

Boy : I don't like to fight so I will make good weapons and armours. I can't fight but I can help others to fight.

Old man : You don't need to think that much at this age . Wait, I have something for you.

That old man went inside his bedroom and came after 15 minutes with a very dull and rusty sword. It looked like that sword had survived through countless battles .

old man : this is something I found five years ago ,you were holding it dearly and crying. You were a baby who was crying so loud that even wild animals don't want to go near you.

this belongs to you.

I analysed and searched it but I couldn't find anything about it . this sword must be made by a master blacksmiths, i couldn't even find out the material which is used to make it. You sure have a great warrior's blood so don't be afraid of fighting for you and things precious to you.

the boy held that sword with his small hand. It feels so familiar and it fit in his hand like it made for him. Even though it is old and rusty ,you can see all the engraving done on it. The sword has a long handle, one side of the blade is slightly curved and the other side has a large curve.the blade near the handle has saw-like teeths. At the joint of the blade there is a face with many horns on his head.

In its prime that sword must be a very strong and powerful weapon.

Old man : Make it your motivation and create something like this.

Old man said bye and went to the village.

That evening the boy was looking at his familiar yet unknown sword very passionately. Suddenly someone started banging the door hard. When he opened the door someone was there covered in blood, It was his grandpa. It was sudden ,he ran toward him,hugged him and gave him a letter.

Old man: find the one who is mentioned in this letter. My boy, we are not related by blood but you are my only family and I love you more than anything in this world. You have to live and find the meaning of your life. Take this sword with you and don't ever hesitate to fight.

He hugged him once more and brought him out with the back door. He sailed only a single word "run" and went inside .

Alone in moon light ,in front of the door like a doll. He was not even breathing. Only looking at the door , maybe he is waiting for grandpa to come back and say it was just a joke. But no one came but he could hear his grandpa's painful and desperate plea to spare him. He was afraid to go in but he didn't want to leave his only family.

His grandpa's screams stopped and various footsteps got loud. The fear of death brought him back to sense and he ran towards the forest.

He was sad because he lost his grandpa, he was angry because someone killed him, he was afraid because he didn't want to die. He wanted to fight at the same time he wanted to hide somewhere to cry.

Many emotions were turbulating in his mind, it was hard for comprehending everything that was happening in his peaceful life so suddenly. He was praying to wake up from this nightmare.

He was running, tripping and falling but could not stop.

Someone shouted "there is a human boy with a sword running deeper in the forest.

In a blink of an eye , the boy was surrounded by many soldiers.

With a blank expression , that boy took out his sword and grabbed the handle tightly. He was afraid and shaking with fear. He just wanted to wake up from this nightmare.

Soldiers were mocking and laughing on that boy who was shaking with fear ,desperately trying his best to look strong. Before that boy could swing his sword, someone lifted him by his neck.

He turned to look at that one but all he could see was a man with a face coloured with blood and dead fish eyes.

The boy who couldn't understand what he was feeling , tried to stab his sword in that man's chest. But he couldn't even scratch his armour. Soldiers started lagging more loudly.

That man looked like the leader of those soldiers.

Leader : you are quite an interesting boy here. Do you want to take revenge with me that badly ?

That man was laughing louder than any other present there. The boy didn't say anything just looking at him with an expressionless face. He was not shaking anymore but his blood was boiling to fight. His eyes were furious enough to stop that mans laughing.

Leader : You have courage, boy. I will give you a chance to live. Let's have a small game for entertainment after that much massacre. Don't you think so guys ?

We caught a moon wolf last night.how about it boy if you were able to kill that wolf i will spare your life.

It will be damn thrilling to see an innocent boy and a ferocious beast fighting for their life.

That boy could see a wolf white in coloured drenched with blood looking at him. His eyes met with the wolf's eyes . He took a look at his sword once more and a smile appeared on his expressionless face.

The boys only nodded his head and ready his sword. The wolf started to approach slowly and then started running toward him. It was fast, somehow the boys managed to dodge it with hair breath. This unbalanced him and he fell. But he was able to avoid its next move by rolling. For the wolf he was like an easy prey. Like a hunter the wolf was circling around the boy.

The boy could feel a smile appear on that face. Once again the wolf jumped and sunk its teeth on his shoulder. But before it could sink it deep, a punch landed on its throat. A deep breath left the wolf's mouth. It was the moment , stabbing in the ground and making the sword pivot he rotated himself and landed an air kick on its mouth.

Everyone became silent, they were looking at the boy blankly and then laughter louder than prior shook the forest .

The wolf was angry it's ruby red eyes became more like bloody red.

It was jumped and slashed with its claw but was blocked by his sword. This action and reaction continued for several minutes. It was boring for others but it was a matter of life and that for the boy and the beast.

Both were on equal ground ,no one wanted to give up.

They were in deadlock, claw vs sword. With a boring expression a soldier threw a stone at the boy. The stone hired on his head.

This was enough of a chance to give the wolf a blind spot. It was a desperate attack from the wolf. He ran toward the boy as fast as he could with his claws opened to tear everything in his line. The boy ready his sword and took his stance to retaliate everything.

With a blink of eyes both were in front of each other and time became slow for the boy. Instead of surprising the boy knew what he should do. Leaning to the back , slightly rotating his body and using the centrifugal force he sliced the belly of the wolf.

The corpus was lying on the ground in two parts and the earth was soaked with its blood. In a mere second the wolf died and the boy won his first battle to death in countless coming battles.

Everyone was dead silent. Only sound that could be heard was the breathing of that boy.

"What is your name boy ?" the only leader was able to say something and the only thing he could ask was his name.

"My name is Ravana" he shouted his name so loud that everyone could hear his name and then he lost his consciousness.