Sands of Destiny: Five Lights Appear

Chapter 1: Young Medikus

"Alright everyone back, Great Eight Sheriff Gordias is coming through!", screamed the local sheriff.

Medikus was among the children there that day. The children were very poor, dressed in no more than rags. His father, a wrangler, was going to fight Gordias for the freedom of their town. Gordias held the odd power to turn any hair on his body into solid silver and grow and retract it at will. While seeming silly, his ability was quite deadly, and was the last thing countless wranglers ever saw before getting sent to the Void. Gordias was a short, old, chubby man. He was very pale and had a silver beard that seemed to eat the bottom half of his face. Medikus's father, Midaco, stood in the middle of the road, no fear in his heart at all. He was a tall, dark, muscular man, with glowing electric green eyes.

In his prime, he was a legendary warrior, and his name struck fear and awe in the hearts of all Desert Continent dwellers. Tension filled the sand riddled air, as the two warriors prepared for battle. Midaco sported his signature black leather jacket that had flames embroiled on the bottom of it and a pair of weathered, torn jeans. Gordias wore a black dress shirt, a silver leather vest, and black slacks, along with his signature silver hat.

Square in the middle of town, stores lined the empty street of sand, and there stood one of the most fearsome wranglers in all the sands, and one of the most dangerous sheriffs alive.

"Well, if it isn't Maniac Midaco, the man who murdered the entire wave of the previous Great Eight. Pleased to meet your acquaintance!"

"Gordias of the Western Sands, The Great Eight representative of these Western Sands we call home."

The wind around them eerily slowed to a halt, and all the sand seemed to settle to the desert floor instantaneously.

"So how do you wanna do this, Midaco?"

Midaco pulled his pistol out and gave it a spin.

"How else, shootouts are just my style!"

"This distance fine with you?"

"Why wouldn't it be?!"

Young Medikus desperately fought his way to the front of the crowd, trying to support his father at all costs. But he arrived too late, or perhaps, too soon. Just as he got there, he saw it all unfold. And his life would never be the same after that. His father beat Gordias to the trigger but winced and his first shot only nipped the face of the sheriff. Gordias however used his ability to pierce holes in Midaco's body, like a porcupine, but in a much more gruesome and deadly way. You could instantly smell the metallic stench of blood in the air. The life slowly oozed from his eyes, and he squirmed around in the grower pool of his own blood.

"Dad no!!!"

"Med... i... kus, get out ... of here!"

"No, let me save you!'

"Now, now little boy, you should really listen to your father. You couldn't fight me on your best day kid!!!"

Medikus stood there, dazed for the moment.

"I, I-I said, I said go Medik..."

"Shut your mouth, you damn scum!"

Midaco's head rolled slowly towards Medikus.

"Aaaaahhhhhh!!!"

The crowd of people began to scream out, mourning the death of their greatest hero. Medikus ran like he had never run before, trying to erase the image he'd just seen from his head. He ran and ran, dodging through stores, houses and other children, right to his home. As he got into his house, he smacked right into his mother, gasping for breath.