The Magical Adventure..

His name is Sora..

"After him!"

"He's got the sacred relic!"

The sounds of crutching leaves, screams and horses neighs echoed against the trees. The leaves dancing through the wind.

A man was hovered over, his chest raising up and down as his mouth hanged open as quiet breathing sounded like his lungs had been deprived of air.

The man open his eyes to scan around the area..his red eyes practically glowing in the darkness of the forest. He let out a small breath of relief when he didn't hear the sounds of people screams and horses neighs.

He dug around in his black jack that hung over his shoulders like a cape..he pulled his hand out once he felt something hard and sharp..he pulled out a glowing gem.

The reflection glowed against the trees and bushes..the man's eyes glowed from the reflection.

"..time to get you somewhere safe." His voice was deep and rough..but also horse.

The man's eyes widen as he heard voices and footsteps get loud, he quickly shoved the glowing gem inside his jacket. The man bit his bottom lip as hard as he could trying to keep his breathing in check.

The voices and footsteps soon became distant and sounded like a whisper against the man's ears. The man waited till those whispers we're only a faint sound in the blowing wind.

The man started to move his feet, one infront of the others in a slow pace. He soon set a nice running pace, his hair flowing through the breeze as it picked up the faster the man ran.

The man's mind had drifted away as it clouded with flooding memories..of laughter..of confusion and..betrayl.

His mind immediately shot back into reality when he hit face first into a stone wall..his body falling backwards and landing on his bottom.

He let a small groan escape his lips as he felt burning pain spreading as quick as pain of a sting from a manticore...

"Fuck..it was here."

The man's voice hinted with worry and nervousness as he shifted his body to get up using his knee as support. His hands glided around the rough texture of the stones..

His hands trembled as he looked frantically for something different..anything on the stone wall. He soon stopped hearing a horse neigh and he whipped his head fast he swore he heard a crack.

"....Thought you would be harder to find..knowing what's behind your history..Sparrow."

The man who now just got revealed as Sparrow shifted his eyes so now he was glaring towards the small group of knights.

"Isabella has no idea what she's messing with!" Sparrow snapped, his voice filled with anger and mostly concern.

"This should've been put somewhere safer..it isn't safe here!" He continued.

"We will let his and her majesty decided that..now you are being sentenced for stealing the sacred relic." Another male wearing all sliver said as he took out a sword the reflected the moonlight just perfectly it was blinding.

Sparrow placed a hand in his jacket and took out the glowing gem, he looked to it and saw his own reflection reflect in different postions..looking back at him.

He lifted his head up looking at the men dressed in sliver.

His eyes narrowed and his hands tightened into a ball. "No..I'm not going. Isabella and Asgord know how dangerous this is..I'm not trusting it in their greedy hands."

The stone started to glow more and the glow quickly grew surrounding the male. Sparrow narrows his eyes towards the knights and didn't even let out a sound as a burning feeling filled his body..a shock more like it..

One of the knights eyes widen behind his faceplate and in the speed of light quickly got off his horse, storming towards Sparrow. Raising his sword and quickly bringing it down...to nothing...

..Sparrow was gone...

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Sparrow's body shot up in bed, a cold sweat running down his face. He closed his glowing eyes and exhaled deeply.

His hair had changed and so did his features as the years past..he moved his hips so his legs dangled off the mattress. His head turning towards a small brown picture frame.

The photo that reflected back at him was a photo of him..a woman and a adult boy that looked alot like Sparrow except he had brown hair but had his same eyes.

Sparrow couldn't help but feel a smile tug on his lips. He pushed himself up and moved his feet infront of the other and changing them each step he took.

Sparrow's head snapped when he felt a hand grab his arm and looked towards the intruder but let out a small sigh seeing the same boy in the portrait. "Grey...don't scare me like that." He said with a light scold.

Grey looked at Sparrow as his smile shifted into a innocent smile. "Sorry pop's. Me and Claire couldn't wait to show you our surprise!"

Grey turned his head and nodded towards the corner where Sparrow the way he was positioned couldn't see who his son was referring too.

A women walked forward out of the darkness holding a small bundle close to her arms with a tired expression on her face but had a kind bright smile.

Sparrow's eyes went huge, the size of dinner plates.."is that- my grandson?" He asked as his voice sounded like he was going to cry.

"Yes papa...he's my son" Grey said with a bright smile on his face, if Sparrow didn't love that cute face of his son's..he would punch it.

He felt anger raise in his body, he wondered why his son would hide a huge secret like this too him but he took a deep breath..he knew his son better than this.

"What is his name?" Sparrow asked as he raised his hand and gently rubbed the little bundles dark blue hair that he got from his mother.

"His name is Sora."