Amazion: The Battle of Fortrest [EDITING]

Problem 1

Dalereno's Viewpoint:

To be honest, I'm not really good at my job of being an uncle. I was never really good at talking either.  Who am I kidding? I expect that he's not even going to listen to me. Nonetheless, he's my nephew. And I'm the only one who can talk to him.

As I began my search for Derek, I stared out onto the balcony, and recognized a familiar presence. I didn't know if it was real or not. I wanted to go check it out, but I had to focus more on the task at hand.

"Hmm, that can wait," I said to myself as I continued down the hall.

By the time I reached the end of the other corridor, I heard two men having a deep conversation. 

  "LEAVE ME BE DALE! I don't need any more of your problems!" 

"How could he have known?!?!" I whispered to myself.  

Surprisingly after that, another deep and low voice answered:

 "I'm sorry if I'm not the person you were expecting, but... I need to tell you something."  

"Please Argoeux, now might not be a good time."

"But, but- ,he added, there's something I really need to- to tell you..."

"something about... your mother..."  

I was appalled by his statement. What about my sister?  Seemed like it was my nephew and Argoeux who were having a conversation. I still needed answers. 

I guess there's only one way to find-out.

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I cunningly followed them down to the gates and was pulled aback by what I have seen. My assumption being that there was definitely someone out there in the forest, has been proven to be correct. Far out on the borders, I caught a glimpse of her. 

But one event rapidly led to another, and before I knew it, I saw my own nephew, Derek, grabbing Aloria by her neck; slowly strangling the life out of her. 

This has gone far enough!

I ran towards my sister and began clawing Derek's hands off of her neck. She's more bruised than she already was.

"DEREK! DEREK!!!! HEYYYYY!!!! LET GO!!!! 

CAN YOU NOT SEE WHO IT IS YOU'RE HURTING?!?!

DEREK!!! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!?!

What the- ..."

His eyes were pure black. My nephew was no longer there. And little did I know that things were about to take a turn for the worse.

Lady Aloria's Viewpoint:

By the time I had enough effort to pull myself back-up, I began limping back towards the fortress. And to my surprise, once I have noticed the the crest shining upon it's marble rooftops, I was welcomed by no other than the army of Sol guards. 

"Were they were expecting someone else?" I asked myself.

But as I took a step closer, I saw a silhouette of a man,  far on the other side, rapidly charging at me. And as I took a closer inspection, that man was no other than my son, Derekyanu. 

With his sword raised on the other hand, I couldn't help but notice the anger in his eyes. That was if he had any. Both pupils have been mistakenly drenched black. I've was completely fixated on it to the point that I didn't have time to protect my own self from his wrath. He instantly pinned me down with great force and began choking my neck. His arms were too strong that I could barely mutter a word. 

"D-e-ri-ck, p-lss s t-o-p

Oope-n y-o-ur, eyes..."

Two men had then headed down from the castle and ran towards our direction. From my blurry vision, it looked like Argeoux and my big brother, Dale. Then, with a loud cry, I heard Dale shouting:

"DEREK! DEREK!!!! HEYYYYY!!!! LET GO!!!!

CAN YOU NOT SEE WHO IT IS YOU'RE HURTING?!?!

DEREK!!! ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!?!

Each of them clawed their way out and tried their best to part me from my son. Eventually, they succeeded. And as my consciousness continued to blur, the last thing I saw was blood. But it wasn't mine, it was Dale's.