The three-stone war

Armon fire bird

Armons pov:

It was a normal day in the little country town of Clementine. I was on my way to market because my mother had asked me to pick up some milk, eggs, sugar, and flour. I think she might be making a cake for my 18th birthday tomorrow. Once I'm of age, I can sign up to be a warrior in the king's army and serve just like my father... I may not look strong actually, scratch that I'm not physically strong but I'm working super hard on it! I know if I can keep working hard like I have been, I should be able to sign up and work for the king as the best knight! as I became absorbed in my future aspirations, I get smacked right back into reality as someone pushes me to the ground.

"Hey! what the heck man?" I look up to see him running "humph, can people get anymore rude?" I got up, dusted myself off, then continued to the market. I arrived to a market full of kind and familiar faces, I got my stuff and my many early birthday wishes then headed back home. I arrived home to the small cabin me and my mother live in. I sauntered in and saw her standing in the kitchen, made my way over to set down the ingredients.

"Hello mother I got the things you asked for!" I held the bags out to proudly show her.

"Oh! thank you my dear boy, now go wash up before dinner son" She said with a kind smile as she cleaned some dirt from my cheek. I noded and dashed out to the barn to to get the bucket we use for bathing. When I walked in, I made my way over to the bucket then struggled to drag it only to fail and fall onto of a lump of hay. To my surprise, when I landed on top of it, it yelped! In my shock, quikly jumped up to hide behind behind the bucket like a shield and shakily yelled as bravely as I could,

"Come out or or i will use this umm...cat? " I lost confidence as I pick up a thin cat and hold it like a sword. The hay slowly started to rise then a tall boy who looked to be about the same age as me rose out of the pile, hay stuck in his ebony hair. I peek out to meet his beautiful blues eyes, then slowly peer down very toned muscles... Wait, what am I thinking! He's an intruder! I shook the thoughts from my head and stood. "Who are you and what do you want?"

He urgently responded "shshshshshsh please!" He put a finger to his lips and put a hand out to try to calm me. "My name is Jace Conner, I'm on the run from the king" He spoke quickly with a voice that drew me in. Until I realized he was an enemy to the king.

"Why are you on the run, are you a criminal?" I rose the cat higher

"Well... yes and no, see I was framed for something I didn't do! Actually, why am I telling you this? You are threating me with a fucking cat im not sceared of you!" He looked like he was about to laugh making me embarrassed.

"Well what do you want? To rob us?" I gasped "sell us?" I hugged the cat now making it purr.

He looked concerned for me "No, god no! i'm just trying to lay low now please keep your trap shut!"

"And what are you gonna do if I don't?"

"You don't want to find out," he motioned to me in annoyance "Now shut up and go away!"

I shook my head "This is my barn so you go away!"

He walked over coyly "And are you gonna make me?" He towered over me making my mind go blank. He backed away and smiled "Didn't think so" He went back to the haystack as I walked out in defeat. I dragged the bucket back to the house to get cleaned then did my nightly routine before dinner, then went to bed thinking why did he choose my barn?