Heavy winds rush through the air as the presence of certain individuals reveal themselves to the world. Violent gigantic waves try to swallow up a city, but a sudden wall of bright white shields block its path, making the wave separate.
The object flies into this city in an instant and crashes down into the dirt below. Amelia's unconscious body crashes down and slides over dirt.
Suddenly three armored men with flanged bronze cuirasses, leg greaves, and a helmet aim their spears towards the unconscious girl. One man screams, "WHERE DID SHE COME FROM?!"
The other man replies, "IS SHE DANGEROUS?!?!"
The third man slowly moves in closer and closer to Amelia and as he does the first exclaims, "CAREFUL!! SHE CARRIES A WEAPON WITH HER!!"
The man looks at the weapon that his comrade speaks of and to his surprise he sees a long thin sword that extends for roughly three hundred centimeters in length, its sheathe as white as snow and its has a small symbol of the sun on it and its hilt is seemingly coated in gold.
The man looks back at the other two soldiers and says, "We must report to the Polemarch, we do not if she's an enemy or not."
The second man nods and rushes to this "Polemarch." The first man speaks of. The third man walks up to the first and says, "Let's move her to a safe space, even though she is not of this land. I think its best to interrogate her."
The first man nods and puts Amelia over his shoulder while the other grabs the sword, but to his surprise it doesn't budge. "So...damn...HEAVY....!"
The man pulls and pulls, but the sword doesn't budge at all. The first man yells, "Leave it! We don't have much time!!"
The second man yells, "AYE SIR!" and sprints away catching up with the first man.
All of a sudden, the sword lifts up into the air and flies beside Amelia levitating in between the second man and Amelia.
The second man and the first man look at the sword and quickly step back from shock. They hold their spears forward and aim it at the sword.
"W-WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?! A FLYING SWORD?!?!", The second man yells in shock.
The first man replies, "Relax! You can't show any sign of fear! We don't know what this thing is capable of!"
The second man pokes the sword with his spear, but of course it doesn't do anything.
The sword doesn't budge at all and seemingly ignores the man. The first man taps the sword from the side and again, the sword ignores him.
So he slowly moves forward while looking at the sword and it starts to follow him. The first man stops and looks at the sword.
The second man slowly follows from the side and says, "Maybe...it's magic...?"
The first man replies, "You think? Maybe it's witchcraft..."
The second man puts his hand on his chin and replies, "Isn't that the same difference..?"
The first man looks at the second man and says, "No...no it's not.."
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Woe of the chosen
FantasiaWoe of the chosen is an original story based greek mythology. It follows the journey of a young boy that goes by the name of Pluto whose memories have been scattered as small fragments throughout his mind. Unfortunately for the boy, his fate had alr...
