The Bloody Rose

Prologue

    Ormund was a Lord Commander of the Empire's army, while his father. Steffon was Castellan of the Empire. Ormund is a talented swordsman who made up the ranks quickly, while his father is a skilled politician and archer.

    Both of them are talented at a particular ability that another does have. Ormund's mother, Lelia, was a trained assassin. She retired from being an assassin and became the First Pillar Guard.

    Ormund's father is currently in battle, against the Rebels, while his mom is guarding the King.

    "Put the sword down kid," said Ormund.

    "No. Your father killed my dad. Slit his throat." Orkmont exclaimed with anger.

    Orkmont had his sword pointing at Ormund, the sword was a foot away from Ormund. His left leg was in the front while his right foot was in the back.

    "The hell? You think I don't have a good enough reason to kill your bastard father?" Orkmont shouted.

    Orkmont lifted up his sword and leaned towards Ormund with his sword's curved blade on his shoulder sliced the air as Ormund dodged. He put his right leg behind Orkmont's left leg and pulled back as his right leg, and he kicked Orkmont's right leg back causing Orkmont to do the splits.

    Ormund pulled out his sword from his sheath and walked forward, towards Orkmont who's currently on the ground squealing like a baby.

    "My bastard father. Eh? You'll be with your asshole father." Ormund said with hatred consuming his tone.

    Ormund pointed the sword to Orkmont's neck and pushed the sword through his neck, slowly. Orkmont gurgling blood was trying to breathe for air.

    His mother came rushing into the halls, running towards Ormund. He stopped running when he was only a foot away from him, looking exhausted.

    "Your father... My sweet, sweet Ormund.." said Ormund's mother as her face has tears running down her cheek with her eyes red. "He was betrayed... Stabbed from behind by Prince Vakon."

    Ormund's face pointed its direction to the ground. His hair was covering his face, as well as his mother hearing the grinding of his teeth. His hand grabbed on the Swords sheath and took it out in an instant with pure rage running down his body. His hand gripped on the handle of his sword, gripping it so tight that blood came out pouring from his hand down to the edge of his blade.

    Prince Vakon enters the room with 5-armed men behind him approaching Ormund and his mother. He stopped walking, leaving only a 5 feet separating him. He took out his sword and cursed blade. 5-armed men along with a doubled armed man seemed like decent odds to Ormund.

    Ormund's face pointed his eyes to Prince Vakon with hatred and rage in his eyes that will forever haunt him.

    "You bitch! How could you kill my father!? He was the most loyal, experienced man on the battlefield and in governing an Empire.." Ormund exclaimed with sorrow and anger.

    "He was." Prince Vakon said as he grinned. "You want to know why I killed your father? Well! The reason was that he's weak. He was an experienced and skilled Castellan and soldier. He was getting old, and was secretly plotting to overthrow this Empire for the so-called 'good of his family.'" Said Prince Vakon.

    "He wouldn't do that.. you lying bitch!" Ormund shouted as he took how his dagger from its sheath.

    Ormund was armed with a steel sword, and a burnt iron dagger.

    Prince Vakon got into his fighting stance, his right arm forward pointing the sword towards Ormund, along with his left arm sword guarding his chest.

    "So now it begins." Said Prince Vakon as all his men get into their fighting positions and start circling around Ormund and his mother.

    "No," Ormund said sadly. "Now it ends."

    One of the men charged in one after another attacking Ormund, but he keeps on deflecting they're attacking, blocking and counter-attacking. One of them attacked from above, a sword slice from above to the ground. Ormund blocked and moved the man's sword to the right, he ran up with his sword sliding on the man's sword and sliced his left cheek.

    Ormund blocked another guy when he charged in on the left slicing on the left. He took out his dagger and stabbed the man's face and took it out. The guy fell on the floor with blood pouring out of his head. Another 2 guys came and blocked both with his dagger and sword. He kicked one guy out of the way and stabbed someone's neck. He sheathed his blade and took one of the swords that were on the floor. He was duel-wielding,

    "I'll get his right, you'll get his left! Prince Vakon, his middle will be an opening!" said a man.

    2 men attack from both sides, and Ormund blocked. Prince Vakon started rushing to Ormund, and Ormund kicked him in the face as Prince Vakon fell. Ormund lets go of his right-armed sword and punched the guy on his left, and shoved the sword's blade into his chest, and quickly turned and decapitated the guy's head off. It was only Ormund, and Prince Vakon left.

    "Heh, let's go!" Said Prince Vakon.

    Ormund with all his strength stabbed the sword into the ground so hard that it stood up. His hand went to the sheath on his back, on a handle. He took out a giant greatsword and lifted it up with only one hand.

    Prince Vakon rushed attacking with his left arm first and defending with his right. Ormund kicked his right leg which caused him to go on a knee and Ormund continually tried to slice him. With the amount of strength Ormund puts into each devastating blow, the swords blades seem to snap off soon as cracks go from the top of the blade down to where the handle is.

    Prince Vakon rolled out of Ormund's blow which caused the ground to crack where the blade hit. He got up and blocked Ormund's blow, and shoved a sword into his stomach.

    Ormund's stomach was bleeding as he fell to the ground.

    "Eh, now that was an ending. Now I'm going to kill your mother," said Prince Vakon.

    He turned his focus towards Ormund's mother and walked towards her.

    Ormund got up, aching with pain and saw Prince Vakon approaching his mother. His anger increased as he picked up his greatsword and walked towards Prince Vakon quietly.

    Prince Vakon had his sword up high ready to deliver the finishing blow until Ormund grabbed his left shoulder with his left hand and shoved the greatsword into his chest which was going through his heart. He gurgled and was in pain. When it seemed to be over. Prince Vakon had enough energy to deliver one more attack. When they walked away from him, he still had one of his swords in his arm. He stabbed Ormund's mom through the chest where the end of the blade could be seen sticking out of her chest.

    Ormund turned around and was flushed with anger. He kicked Prince Vakon in the face. Prince Vakon fell to the ground, Ormund stabbed and slicing Prince Vakon until blood covered his entire corpse. Ormund left the throne-room and walked out of the Kingdom through the entrance due to the Rebels keeping the guards busy outside and inside the Kingdom walls.

    A few days had passed since his father, mother, and Prince Vakon's death. Ormund vowed to himself to make the Empire pay for the crimes they did against his family as he left the Kingdom and searched for power.