The Chronicle Blade

Sadness and frustration I don’t know which way to turn. Through the darkness must I fall hopelessly to my death or to the light do I stand in walking a path of righteousness. The paths we choose are the hardest we will ever have to make. Hoping and praying that your dreams come true for this night in shining armor to come rescue you…………….. Fuck that you smashed his armor and turned him into what he is. Now blood sweat and tears is all that you see as you realize that righteous man whose heart you destroyed came back evil as hell what scares you the most is wondering is that the man you truly loved anymore I tell you I see into your heart and into your mind laughing as I see your fears hahaha. Madness coming over me time and time again yet what is this feeling why does my heart feel warm my body tingle this feeling is so scary is this you. I don’t get it why is it that I feel so happy when I hear the words that I shouldn’t hear at all or care to hear…………. FUCK it all I will not give in to those thoughts crazy as I may sound I’m no longer that knight in shining armor as he picks up his wicked looking sword he brings it down slicing the woman standing in front of him in half. Screaming Ryder bolted upright thanks to the dream however he is unaware that this dream was not just a dream but part of his future to come true very soon.

Ryder was a tall broad shouldered man with long black hair with ice blue eyes on his back he carries a shockingly unique sword one like nothing anyone has ever seen. His sword was known as the Chronicle blade. The reason the Chronicle blade was so unique is because one side of the large claymore shape of the sword was a white blade with golden edges and on the other side was a black blade with ruby edges. The hilt of the blade had a large diamond bound to it what was even more strange was inside the diamond there appeared to be a shrunken baby dragon and a human skull. Ryder was commonly known as the White Knight but, no one truly even knew why maybe it’s because of his good deeds he has done or maybe its because of his unique armor that he wore. Ryder wore black pants and a black shirt underneath his white armor, on his armor it looked like someone had painted a dragon with black paint he also wore a white cape that had golden trims across the edges of his cape. It is rumored that if you ever go near him it’s like he has two different types of personalities one like an angelic warrior and the other like the devil himself. Ryder was always seen traveling alone going from village to village to find a new home where he felt like he belonged. Months had passed until one cloudy summer day Ryder came to a small village called Lawrence which was known mostly because of its beautiful princess Trinity. Trinity’s father King Roland gathered the village together around the Tavern and once everyone was gathered the King announced in his loud thunderous voice “Listen here in honor of my daughter’s 20th birthday I am holding a competition that will be held here at the castles training grounds. If you are interested in attending the competition there will be two of my soldiers inside the Tavern. Go and see them and tell them who you are so that we may put your name into the competition. This competition is not like all the others you will not be fighting to the death also I am sure that you have heard that Serge and his two captains have gone missing. It is believed that they perished in the last Dragon attack on the surrounding villages. So with that said the winner of the competition will become my new commander of my Royal Guards and the individuals who some in second and third place will be his captains. So good luck to you all who attend the competition, oh one last thing if you are from out of town and are in need of a place to stay at you will have a room and food waiting for you in the Tavern and this offer is for those who are attending the competition so good luck to you all.” Ryder’s eyes brightened up after he heard the Kings news and thought to himself man just my luck not only will I get a place to sleep and some food in my belly but I will also get to have some fun haha this will be great. After the King had left the villages center the two guards he mentioned went inside the Tavern. Ryder started to walk closer to the Tavern and once he  noticed the name of the Tavern was "The Dragons Cradle". Ryder stepped up to the door and took a deep breath before heading inside. Ryder opened the door to the tavern and immediately felt everyone’s eyes fall onto him. Ryder just continued to walk to the bar all the time taking in his surrounding noticing that the fireplace was made of the scales of a fire dragon, the tables and chairs were made with the bones and teeth of many dragons. The table tops were however strange to Ryder it had the scale of an odd rustic black and gold and red dragon unlike he has ever seen or heard of but yet they seemed so familiar to him why he did not know. Then it dawned on him he looked at the hilt of his weapon and realized the scales on the dragon inside the diamond were the same as the scales on the table. Ryder sat down at the nearest table and this rather young woman came up to him and said in a sweet innocent little voice what can I get for you sir. Ryder looked at her for a moment and said in his calm voice “What is your name? I would also like to know what type of dragon these scales came from the ones on the tables that is and for my last question where are the soldiers at that are here on the Kings orders?” The young girl nervously said “M...M…My name is Zaria and the scales came from the evil dragon that we all called Rancid... I do not know why we called him that sir he was defeated by King Hector about 18 years ago sadly Hector died from his wounds but it is said that his son's Ryder and Tyson lived but no one knows for sure if it is true or not at all. The soldiers you asked about are in the back corner by the fireplace.” Ryder’s face grew dark at the mention of his and Tyson's name's as flashes from his past came to mind. “Zaria can you do me a favor please have a room prepared for me and bring me some food and a lot of Ale please and hurry.” At his request Zaria left him alone to ponder in silence. A few moments passed then Ryder heard someone from behind him walking up saying “You there with the black hair what is your business here.” The tavern went quiet as Ryder turned around and saw one of the soldiers standing behind him. “I am here for the tournament! I am obviously about to eat and get something to drink now if you want you can take my name down for the competition and then you can leave me be if you don’t mind.” The soldier looked at Ryder and said “my apologies sir what is your name so I can put your name down.” Ryder simply looked at the man and said you can call me Ryder I’m commonly known as the White Knight… have you ever heard of me.” Everyone in the tavern started muttering his name and the soldier apologized and left him alone. A few moments later Zaria came back with his food and a cup of ale. Ryder heard Zaria say to herself this can’t be it just can’t. Ryder looked into Zaria’s brown eyes and said “What’s wrong Zaria why is everyone staring at me and muttering my name?” “Well you see sir you are the second famed knight that we have seen in the same day. Drake the Crimson Knight was here a few moments before you came into the tavern and signed up for the tournament. Not only that but you bare the same name as King Hector’s son and a lot of the older villagers think that it’s just a coincidence but you have the same hair color and eye color as the boy.” Zaria nervously said everything that’s she has heard everyone say. Well sir I will leave you to your food and drink if you need anything let us know... Oh yes before I forget your room is up on the second floor last room on the left." Rider quickly finished his food and drank the last of his ale and walked quietly up the stairs to his room to exhausted to take in his surroundings he quickly got out of his armor and undressed. Ryder slowly layed down on his make shift hay mattress and fell deeply into a troubled sleep.

"King Hector please Sir reconsider think about your children" Roland protested. "Roland you are one of my trusted Knights and my great friend so please do me this last favor. I want you to take Ryder and Tyson and separate them I want you to place Ryder in Arthur's care, as for Tyson I want you to place him in Balons care. Both Arthur and Balon are the most highly decorated knights that we have in our kingdom are they not? Look my friend there are reasons why I ask you to do this and I beg you to trust me on my decision. I trust you will get your explanation in the letter that will be delivered to you once I leave. Just promise me the boys will be taken care of and trained in the old ways and that one of them will have your daughters hand when the time is right. In twenty years you will know what I am talking about. That to will be in the letter. Now its time for me to go I must see to it that the dragon is delt with. I will be taking Leon with me. When Leon returns he will have two swords for the boys. Sadly I don't know whether I will be returning or not. When the time comes please explain to my boys." "Father where are you going?" Ryders shaking voice asked. Hector quickly spun around to see his son standing there with his blanket in hand. Ryder you should be asleep my son go back to bed I have matters to attend to. I love you son never forget that. Now Roland take Ryder back to sleep oh and Roland I have already spoken to the council and they agreed that you are to be my successor until the time comes  that you pass on and one of the boys takes your daughters hand." Hector then turned and left the palace for the last time.

Ryder woke up crying for the first time realizing that he was home. Time passed slowly as Ryder finally got his thoughts and emotions under control. Still not caring about his surroundings he quickly put on his armor grabbed his sword and ran down stairs. "Zaria are you here?" Ryder shouted. "Yes my lord you summoned me." Zaria softly spoke. Ryder ran up and embraced her in a great big hug and kissed her. "Sorry about that Zaria but I'm home." Ryder was grinning so wildly and then finally he calmed down a little bit. "Zaria I must speak with the King it is very important." Stunned Zaria barely spoke at all but was able to say that the King is always available to anyone who has need of him. Before leaving the tavern Ryder said "oh and Zaria please dont say anything about what I just said or who I am until I am ready to tell the Kingdom." Ryder stormed out of the tavern and up the road noticing a few things that looked so familiar to him like the tree right near the bridge that he used to climb. Ryder slowly crossed the bridge and he ran into a few guards. Excuse me gentleman can one of you take me to see the King I have some urgent news that he would want to hear this news from me.

King Roland was sitting in the throneroom with a young man in emerald armor when Ryder and one of the guards entered into the room. The guard went to the King's side and said softly " my lord Ryder the white knight is here to speak with you." Roland's eyes lit up with excitement as he heard the mention of Ryder's name. "Leave us" Roland said in a low voice. The guard quickly left the room. " Come closer Ryder we have much to discuss and I have to introduce you to this young man here." Ryder slowly came closer noticing that the young man was wearing blue pants, and a blue shirt underneath his emerald armor. Upon his armor was a black painted dragon that matched Ryder's. A few more steps closer Ryder noticed the young mans long sword  on the table. Much like Ryder's clay-more but different, the blade had the same ruby and golden edges but to Ryder's surprise the sword had a blue blade surface on one side and green on the other. Ryder finally reached the table taking in a deeper look of the young man who had all the same features as Ryder did except the young man had long blonde hair with deep emerald green eyes. "Hello King Roland my name is" "Stop Ryder do not call me King Roland. Don't forget I know who you are and I know what  your reason for coming here was and boy its damn good to see you again. I saw you in the crowd near the tavern Ryder I knew that if you didn't remember who I was it would come back to you soon. So like I said I would like to reintroduce you to your brother Tyson."  Tyson's mouth dropped just as Ryder's did. "Hello brother its good to see you after so many years." Tyson said in a deep but shaky voice. "Now boy's when you both last saw each other Ryder was six years old and Tyson you were only four. After eighteen long years you boy's are reunited once again. I know that you both have alot to catch up on however I know you both have entered into our little competition but I want you both to stay away from each other for now I have my reasons for this and I ask for you to trust me. Once the competition is over the kingdom will be having a banquet for the crowned prince's return as well as to congratulate the winner of the competition. Now with that said let us dine together for the first time in eighteen long years then you both will go back to your rooms. Oh and boys no sparing with each other and do not let anyone know who you are until after the competition." Roland proudly said.