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THE FALL OF ABRIA, Chapter 3This story may contain adult content. |
| Written by jake | |
| Thursday, 05 June 2008 | |
MELKON SAT ON HIS THRONE, HIS ADVISOR, HRUNTAG STANDING BESIDE HIM. A MIDDLE CLASS FAMILY WAS AT THE THRONE, ASKING PERMISSION TO FARM ON SOME OF THE CITIES LAND OUTSIDE OF THE WALLS. IT WAS A WIDOWED MOTHER, AND HER SON, WHO WAS NOT FAR FROM BEING A MAN BY ABRIAN STANDARD'S. " NAD, WHAT MIGHT YOU BE GROWING, MY FAIR LADY..." MELKON SAID IN HIS NORMAL CHARISMATIC WAY. " CORN, WHEAT, AND AN ORCHARD, MY LORD..." THE WOMAN SAID, BOWING LOW. " I SEE NO REASON NOT TO LEND THIS LAND TO YOU... IT WOULD ONLY HELP THE CITY... WHEN WILL YOU BEGIN PLANTING?" " IN A MONTH... MY LORD..." " THEN, THE LAND WILL BE MADE READY FOR YOU...", HE SAID, SMILING," A WELL WILL BE DUG, AND A HOUSE BUILT..." SHE BOWED LOW," THANK, MY GRACIOUS KING... THANK YOU...", SHE TURNED AND WALKED TO LEAVE. MELKON SPOKE, STOPPING HER. " WAIT... ID LIKE TO MEET YOUR SON..." THE BOY'S MOTHER NUDGED HIM FORWARD. HE KNEELED AT THE THRONE. " MY NAME IS CULTER ERITT, GREAT KING... I AM SIXTEEN WINTERS OLD...", HE SAID FROMALY. " WELL, FORGET FORMALITY... WHAT ARE YOUR INTERESTS BOY?", MELKON ASKED. " I TRAIN REGULARLY WITH A SWORD... AND I WISH, WHEN IM EIGHTENN, TO JOIN THE ARMY...", HE SAID. " AHHH... A WARRIOR...", MELKON SAID, WITH A GOOD-HEARTED LAUGH," LET US SEE HOW YOU FARE ..." HE MOTIONED TO HIS TWO GAURDS, WHO BROUGHT TWO, LONG WOODEN RODS, THE SAME LENGTH AS A SWORD. ONE WAS HANJDED TO MELKON, WHO STEPPED DOWN FROM HIS THRONE, AND THE OTHER TO CULTER. HE STARED AT MELKON, DISBELEIVING. " COME NOW BOY... YOUR NOT AFRAID ARE YOU?", MELKON TEASED. " NO SIR... JUST SUPRISED..." MELKON LASHED FORWARD, AND THE BOY BLOCKED AS BEST HE COULD, BUT MELKON QUICKLY BROKE THROUGH HIS DEFENSES, AND HIT HIM IN THE LEG. HE FELL DOWN, AND MELKON TOOK HIS STICK. CULTER LOOKED TO THE GROUND IN SHAME, HE KNEW MELKON'S REPUTATION, BUT TO BE DEFEATED SO QUICKLY AND EASILY WAS A SHAME. " CHIN UP... DON'T BE ASHYAMED, YOU DID WELL... WHO TRAINS YOU?" " NO ONE, SIR... I HAVE NO FATHER, HE DIED IN BATTLE... I TRAIN MYSELF..." " AHHH... WELL YOU DESERVE A PROPER TRAINER, THEN...", MELKON SAID WITH A WRY SMILE. "WELL, IF IT IS ALRIGHT WITH YOUR MOTHER, I'D LIKE TO TRAIN YOU FOUR DAYS A WEEK... ", MELKON SAID, AND THE BOY GASPED. HIS MOTHER SWOONED IN SHOCK. " WHAT DO YOU SAY?", MELKON ASKED, LOOKING TOWARDS CULTER'S MOTHER. " YES... IT WOULD BE A GREAT PRIVELEDGE...", HIS MOTHER BABBLED. " THEN... WE START TOMMOROW, AND I COULD USE A LITTLE HELP, SINCE YOU YOURSELF WILL BE ATTENDING THE CHILDREN'S BALL, NO... IN PLANNING IT...", MELKON SAID. " ANYHTHING YOU NEED, GREAT KING, THANKYOU...," CULTER SAID, EXCITED, BOWING REPEATEDLY. " THEN, BE GONE, GET YOUR REST, YOU'LL NEED IT... I HAVE PLAN'S FOR YOU, MY BOY..." " YES, I WILL SIR... BUT WHY TAKE SO MUCH INTEREST IN ME, SIR, IF IM NOT SO BRASH IN ASKING?" " BECAUSE, I HAVE NOT A SON OF MY OWN...", MELKON SAID WITH A WINK," AND YOU MHAVE NO FATHER." >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> RIKKIESH KEPT PACE BESIDE HIS ARMY, WHO'S BOOTS, WAGONS, AND HORSES MADE THUNDER AS THEY MARCHED. HE WOULD LEAVE BEHIND 90% OF HIS ARMY TO INVADE KERIN, AND ONLY SUMMON THE REST IF THEY WERE NEEDED. BUT HE DOUBTED THEY WOULD BE. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> { OVER THE NEXT WEEK AND A HALF MELKON TRAINED CULTER, AND PREPARED FOR THE TWO BALL'S. CULTER ENHANCED GREATLY, AND STRUCK A FRIENDSHIP WITH MELKON. LITTLE DID THEY KNOW THAT A VAST ARMY LEAD BY A GREAT FOE WAS NEARING, READY FOR CONQUER. ALL GOOD THINGS MUST COME TO AN END} Copyright 2008 jake |
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