Golden warrior

Golden clan

The air was crisp, wind blowing around five miles per hour. A shallow breeze. The sun set high in the sky,while it illuminated the area under it, leaving shadows just under the trees or buildings around. This day was just a normal day, or so the people of Xenix the home of the golden clan. Andrew was an ordinary sixteen year old boy, ordinary for this world of magic you can say. The young teen, set off for the day. Dragging out of bed, he put on a white T-shirt, black tight skinny jeans. Slipping on his blue Jordan's, as well as a black glove on his left hand. Putting on his white head band so he was ready for the day.

Walking out of his room, the sweet scent of breakfast cooking was in the Air. Andrew, wasn't hungry though; so he took off out of his house with out saying bye to his mother or his two brothers which were twins. Younger then he was by two years; to people around they had more potential then Andrew does, but he doesn't see it that way and one day will prove everyone wrong. He took off down the streets of his home village/town; down to the training arena where he always trained to become stronger this was what he wanted to be the strongest in his clan, but will he be able to? That was a question that was always running through his mind. As he reached the somewhat large training arena. Its twenty feet tall and one hundred feet long, so a few hundred or more people could fit in it.

He would walk into the arena, walking over to the wall where a sword he loved to use, hanging on the wall. The sword was six feet in length all together. The blade being five feet long itself and the hilt being the other foot. The blade was formed out of gold like metal, as the hilt was just a normal brown. He liked it because of the gold metal; the only really special thing about it, for now. Grabbing the sword his Aura flaired around him, the golden aura around him was his clan symbol of justice, peace and prosperity. Taking the sword, he walked to a dummy section where ten dummies were standing about three feet apart from each other. Another day of training is about to start for Andrew.

Andrew taking one step forward, into the first dummy that was standing. With a swift slash of his sword at the midsection. The dummy easily was cut in half just by his one slash, this was the easiest dummy though; it still showed off his strength. Jogging to the next dummy that was standing three feet away, he rolled onto the ground as he shot up using his feet as a propeller to launch himself upwards at the dummy; jumping into the air above it, coming down with a vertical slash, cutting it clean in half. The dummy spilt apart, landing on the ground as a smile crossed his face.

Walking to the next dummy, he wiped the sweat off of his forehead. He was getting tired but he had to finish. Adding a bit of Aura into his sword the golden arura surrounded the sword as he slashed again cutting the dummy clean in half with no effort due to his aura around the sword helping. He ran through the last two dummies easily as he turned around leaving the slashed dummies on the ground as he walked over them, going back to the wall hanging the sword back up. He was sweating profusely; it dripping from his face like he just went swimming. He left the training arena, now it was dusk, the sun setting as he spent all day with the dummies and on his way back home. The air becoming cooler as he got closed to his home, something felt strange he had a weird feeling. Andrew decided to rush home, as the feeling got stronger. Walking into the house the smell of blood tainted the house, he sniffed as a tear came to his eyes. Running to the living room seeing his mom dead on the ground, with a dagger shoved into her stomach he dropped to the ground by her, pulling the dagger out as his eyes flooded with tears.

"Mother......"

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Okay, sorry the chapter was short but hope you all like it. Next chapter coming soon.

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