(Discontinued) Rise of Umerica

Chapter 2 - Going Hunting

2 Years Later

Before Tesla knew it another two years had passed and today was a special day. He had recently had his 5th birthday and his father had promised to take him on his first hunting trip.

1 Week Earlier

"Hey Tesla your birthday is coming up is there anything you want?" His father asks after they finish sparring.

"Take me hunting! You promised that you would take me once I turned 5."

"I did, didn't I?" He says cupping his hand in his chin as if thinking. "Alright then. We'll head out early morning that then. Until then, from tomorrow you'll learn how to use a bow."

The Next Day

"Haha. Try again." Tesla's father laughs as Tesla completely misses the target. A small tree with marked with red paint.

He tries again and misses. He pulls another arrow from his quiver and pulls the bow. Pulls and concentrates on the target slowing his breathing blocking out any unnecessary thoughts. It was only him and his target. Then he pours his mana into his hand pulling the bowstring to it's limit and let's the arrow fly. It hits the target. He not only hits the target he destroys it.

"Look father I..did...it" And he blacks out.

A few hours later. He wakes in the same field. His father sitting next to him.

"You're finally awake" he says.

"You didn't take me home?"

"Do you want a lecture from your mother again?"

"Noooo" he says thankfully.

"I didn't think so besides she'd just yell at me too for letting you be reckless with magic again."

"Haha thanks Dad."

He pats his head. "Come let's go home son."

On the way home Tesla knew he had to do something. While his body had become stronger due to his mana strengthing it still took at lot out of him to perform superhuman feats. Something like what he just did could only be used as a last resort. Balling his hands into a fist he knew what he had to do. It was time to make his first weapon. He didn't want to run before he could walk so he would start simple the tool he needed for hunting: The Bow.

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It was late evening the sun had gone down and Tesla was in his room. He never tried, but everyday he had been practicing his mana control so that he consumed as little mana as possible, to make a weapon as a whole. His mother had said that it wasn't possible to do so but he wanted to test this himself. So he closes his eyes and visualizes a bow. However the bow he visualized was one that was modern version the typical bow: Recurve Bow.

Once he had a clear vision in his head he tries to manifest it. But try as he might he could not. And he was wasting mana trying. So it was true you can't just make a weapon out of thin air. He sighed.

So it looked like he would have to make one from scratch. He wanted a metal bow so would need to use Earth magic as the base combined with Fire to shape it. This is because the earth is full of natural metals. So naturally visualizing the parts needed to make the bow shouldn't be too hard. He visualized the bow's metal frame. Letting his mana flow and mold it into the shape he desired. He could feel sweat pouring down his face. After what seemed like eternity he opened his eyes and there in his had sat the metal frame of a bow. Down he had left several holes in the bow. For a reason. He smiles weakly.

"I did it..." Then falls into a deep sleep.

However he the next day he received another lecture from his mother. She knew he used magic again because she had tried to wake him up but he didn't wake till midday.