War of Demons and Shields(under revision)

The prince

5 years old

He grew into a young boy of olive skin, black hair, and eyes so brown they were almost black. John wasted no time in preparing him hiring the best fighting trainers to teach the boy. And the smartest magi to teach him in knowledge and dark magic. He knew how to speak two languages already, but there was something inside him. Rage lurked in his eyes and an ora of darkness anyone could feel if they got close. The best part john enjoyed was that he obeyed to any command given by him and only him. That was when his temper got in the way of teachings. His only friend Gabe and him were rough housing around the guard camp grounds when gabe accidentally bumped into a Minotaur. His voice thundered startling gabe scampering back up and behind him.

"Watch yourself runt before I roast you over the fire for a snack." He stood up for gabe not knowing his father was watching. He stood up to the creature that was twenty times his small size but spoke with a demanding and stern voice.

"Don't talk to him like that, apologize!" His face might have screamed serious but all the monsters and people just laughed. He stood his ground, but john was impressed but disappointed he didn't get the guards respect. At least not until a few seconds later. A loud scream filled the are as he snapped and grabbed a large dagger. The Minotaur grabbed his hammer and swing but missed with him sliding under the monster and cutting the tendon on his leg. There was cheering from surrounding creatures spectating the fight between the giant and tot. The Minotaur fell to the ground wailing and an urge filled him. The excitement of the moment and everyone's howling of finishing it. Gabe went to pull him away from the area he just pushed him down with a look in his eyes. Embers burned in his eyes and he roared shooting fire from his mouth burning the helpless creature alive. That was when everyone realized who he was. When he looked up from the burning corps with the look of pleasure and success everyone was kneeling and John's voice came from the balcony.

"Behold, general in training, Sir Roberto of the Hydris army!" Everyone raised there arms chanting, "HAIL HYDRIS!"

That night in the corridors John came to him. Roberto or'Robbie' was being inspected by the nursing maiden because of markings that appeared on his back after the fight.

"Father, why are these here?" A line of intricate chain like pattern followed his spine. John just smiles and sits in front of him.

"Its a sign that you are getting stronger and more powerful."

"I don't know how I did that earlier, It just felt good."

"Its a gift from Hela queen of the underworld."

Robbie was quiet feeling some guilt in what he did. John braced his shoulders. "Listen, your going to be a great man one day and you will have the most important job." He saw robbies eyes light up with excitement.

"What? What is it father, I wanna know." John just smiled and ruffled his hair.

"I will tell you in time, for now get some rest. You have hard training ahead of you." John leaves robbie not knowing ward was lingering in on the conversation. He despised his half brother. Ever since he was born john had been focusing all on him and john never talked to ward the same way after. He was starting to think john prefers an abomination over his own blood.

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10 years old

Robbie grew stronger and already fought better than some guards and brother. On his tenth birthday John trapped a pitch black mustang mare, she wasn't fully grown only three of age and untamed.

"My men trapped her in the deepest part of the shadowlands. The magi say she is legend. She only bends her will to him who is worthy."

Robbie approached the caged beast and it stood on its hind legs. Robbie made eye contact and pulled off his sword before entering the cage.