swords men

dreaded 10th year

Moving his head slightly up and down, type was sitting Criss Cross in his families mediation room to be deep into it.
Aawut came about to be taking in deep breathes to then go to the front door frame to then eye in.
"You need to get ready type."
Type signed to then slowly open his eyes.
"Do I really need to do this father?"
Aawut narrowed his eyes to then step in to go to type to then eye over his back that had deep scratched scars to slowly eye up.
"Would you like to be punished again for your insolent behavior? And your smart mouth!"
Type flexed his jaw to then smirk a bit.
"My mouth has gotten me in grace when I need to be and.....oow!"
Types head went back for him to place his hands to his father's that was to his head to grip his hair to look over him..
"You need to be silent! Your whole life has amounted to this! You are 10 years old, need to defeat that other kid! Or die trying!"
Aawut then pushed him forward to then turn to start to leave for type to have bent his body to have placed his hands to the floor to breathe in and hard.
"Is that what you are wanting with this! For me to die?"
Aawut stopped to roll his eyes to turn to look over type.
"No......I want you to kill him! Now get ready!"
Aawut then turned back to then leave.
Type gritted his teeth to place mouth into a hard line to place his hands over his ears to groan and hard.
After taking a shower, tharn came out to get dressed to be in front of the mirror to eye himself with no expression, since the mid wife was taken, tharn grew silent and barley spoke to anyone.
Tharn then peered his eyes to his father who had his body to the door frame to be eyeing over.
"Ready?"
Tharn gave a stiff nod for his father to go in to stand before him to eye.
"You need to defeat this other, kill him. Do you understand?"
Tharn looked his father over to give another stiff nod.
"Good. If you don't, I don't know if you can come home."
Tharn kept no expression to watch his father turn to leave to then eye over himself in the mirror to close his eyes to take in a very deep breathe.
I can do this....... When my father forced me to kill those animals, I was able to.....I can kill this kid. Need to make him proud.
Tharn signed to slowly open his eyes to look over the mirror to oddly think of the mid wife and something she might say at this time.
Tharn shook his head to then turn to get more ready.
To his room, type was in the bath, to have his body really into to, to have his arms over the edges to be looking at the ceiling to sign here and there.
Type was not a killer like his father, type was more of a gentle soul. He didn't want to cause harm to any one, he went more with the philosophy of his father's gang, he looked for peace more then violence, type could tell his father strade from that path, but type didn't.
Type then moved up to snap his head to the side has he heard light knocking.
"Father, I just need...."
"Its me."
Types eyes widened to then turn he head to look forward.
"Um..... I'm in the bath.... Can you come back later?"
"Your father wants you to hurry, doesn't want to be late, so either I can tell you now what I have found or will have to wait until the end of this month after the trials."
Type made a face to then stand up, he then moved a bit to look for a towel to make a face, the other darted his eyes to then open the door to go in to eye over type, type then turned his head to look them over to place his hands over his area.
"Excuse me!"
The other placed there hand over there eyes to then turn to remove that hand to grab a towel he saw to throw behind him for type to grab to then place about his mid section.
The other turned to then eye.
"I'm sorry, but I don't have time, look, they still haven't found her and the price has tripled."
Type signed to then get slowly out of the bath to then let the water out to go to the mirror to place his hands to the counter to look himself over.
"I.... Almost wish they would find her."
The other raised an eye brow.
"What?"
"I.... Just want to know if she is alive or not."
They made a sad face to then go to type to place there hand to his shoulder to eye over him in the mirror.
"I'm sure she is. She was a strong person."
Type turned his head to eye over them to smile.
"Thank you."
They nodded to nod to then widened there eyes has they looked over types back, he eyed that to sign, everyone made that face, he shrugged himself from that hand to start to go to his room..
"Need to get ready. You be safe."
They nodded to make a glum expression.
Moving about his home, tharn went outside with his sword to his side to look over an expensive car to take in a deep inhale, he then turned his head to look over his father.
"You need to win tharn. Beat every opponent, especially duungis type."
Tharn nodded and hard to then turn his head to look forward to flex his jaw to then go inside the car for him and his father to go to the competition.
Tharn turned the head to look out the window has things blurred to take in a very deep breathe.
I will defeat them all for you dad even this type..... Your days are numbered.