Fighting boy and the first fight

Chapter 1: The bolt of reveiling

 It was a sunny Sunday, not a sign of trouble in sight. A young boy named Jordan Myron was out in the backyard, he was wearing a long sleeve shirt and some long pants, he had eyes as red as embers, and his hair was as black as ash, he was short as he was a child, but he was also thin. It was the middle of an Australian winter, the temperature was mild, but nowhere near its peak.

Jordan was looking through his telescope at a distant planet, said planet held humanoid life, but this humanoid life held powers. The residents called this world the Planet of regions; it has six distinct areas on it, people named each continent after what element was most present on it. On one side of the planet were five regions. The bottom left continent was the region of water, the top left region was the region of wind, the area in the top right was the region of Earth, and the bottom right continent was the region of fire.

The fifth continent, which was in the centre of all of the regions mentioned beforehand, was dubbed Ascossian, Hescultran (the sixth continent) was on the opposite side of the planet as the other regions.

Jordan was spying on a battlefield that seemed to be close to Crystala Castle. Jordan saw seven Warriors, each of them holding a different weapon, and a queen with a rainbow sceptre fighting a man, he was wearing all black attire, his skin was pale white, and his eyes were blood red. White skin and red eyes were attributes that evil people corrupted by the chaos crystals or just born corrupted would always have, these characteristics do not appear on evil Earthlings, also not all villains have these characteristics. The villain was also wearing something else, the Rhomboidal sash; this item was passed from father to son in the Crystala family. Whoever wears said sash is the king of Crystala Castle; the females in the family also have a keepsake; this is to be passed on to the lady the prince chooses to be his wife! Or vice versa, if a boy is not born, however, this is not important to the story.

Eventually, the seven warriors defeated the evildoer and returned the Rhomboidal sash to its rightful owner.

"Wow!" Shouted Jordan Myron. "Someday, I'm going to be just like that." But what he didn't know at that time was that he was one of the seven warriors he saw.

"Jay!" Exclaimed a familiar voice, "Did you do your homework?" At that moment, Jordan grew very anxious, as he realised that he had done barely any of his math homework at all!

Jordan rushed into his room; straight passed his father, mother and sister. He tried to get it done as fast as he could, Jordan looked at his wristwatch quickly, the watch was on his right wrist, and he knew that either Carolyn or Maxwell would ask him to help with dinner any second now.

A mere twelve seconds passed before there was a knock on the door, Jordan had barely reached question nine; yesterday he had finished seven questions, there was still five questions remaining, this was his mathematics work as he had already completed English and science. Jordan was great at math, but he didn't think he was fit for English work, Jordan had always done the hard stuff first, well at least what he considered 'hard.'

"Who is it?" Said Jordan, looking down and focusing on his calculations in his head.

"It's your father, Max." Said a dark male voice on the other side. "Could you help us cook dinner?"

"No, I'm busy," Jordan replied. Max then opened the door.

"What?" Max exclaimed, the door creaked as he slowly opened it. "You never pass up cooking..." He broke off the instant he saw Jordan in the midst of doing his homework. "Wait, you're still doing your homework?"

"Yeah, well I was playing on my computer, and then I went out to look through the telescope you gave me for Christmas last year."

Max sighed and said. "When you're not doing your chores or your homework, you're either on that infernal contraption or looking at a distant planet in the Aundrion Galaxy."