Here we are, part one, chapter 1

Too think all we have been though everyone we have met everyone that's no longer with us, 'yet here we are me and you, the last person I care about the only one I would die" to protect; and now we're about too take on are strongest" enemy and obtain what is rightfully mine.

I was in deep thought sitting at the window watching the rain in my library room, it's not really anything special it's a small room in a A frame house some guys have a man cave, but this is mostly how I spent my time, collecting and reading books of Legends and heroes.

a woman with short brown hair with wavy ends stepped into the library she seems to always be this beautiful" Fair skin not a single wrinkle or scar and not a trace of makeup Armel thought too himself as he felt his heart skip a beat.

she held out my weapon a black bladed sword with a gold handguard and red leather rap on the handle and the new improvement a red stone the size of a gulf ball embedded in it's gold pummel shaped like the head of a gargoyle, it's done" she said and smiled and gave him a kiss", she stepped back a bit pleased well your new commanders have been selected and the tournaments are over", she had a beautiful smile on her face iv already gathered your soldiers there waiting for there new commanders introductions and there orders, "then it will be time to make are move.

So we exited the house it was a light rainy day and a sea of tents and people walking around and some looking around the makeshift market, and some practicing at the training area.

she pulled out a battle horn and she sounded it "loud" and everyone stopped" and started to gather around, he had at least two hundred soldiers currently he walked up to a giant stump were his new commanders waited with no complaints, and put one foot on it.

and then Drew out his sword rasing" it high above his head and stabbed" it into the stump, the red stone "flickered" brightly and the stump begin to glow" a sinister green with red flowing in it like blood, and he spoke load with with the "force; of a dragon's "roar", "I Armel your future king descendant of M******.

But maybe I should have started at the beginning of this story, as Armel looked" back over at the man sitting at his table across from him who was just starting too drink his beer and texting on his phone, "I'm sorry it was a important text but nothing that can't wait continue, he slammed his beer back then crushed it on the table "another" he said in a demanding but happy tone so Armel slid" another one over to him, then proceeded with his story but from the very beginning.