(None of the pictures are mine!)
John's pov
I was not happy today, not only did my parents over hear last nights conversation, they grounded me for breaking the tradition! UGH! i hate them so much some times! they just don't understand....i wish i could tell them about our uh mage family...i actually feel more at home at the temple than when i'm here...they wouldn't understand anything.
I got my stuff for school and ignored my parents as they tried getting me to talk"John! stop right where you are and talk with us!" I groaned and turned around"What? you gonna yell at me some more?" She sighed and patted a seat right in the middle of her and Dad"Sit your not going to school today until you tell us how you learned an 'advanced' weapon" I sat my stuff down and grumbled"Why is this so important?" my father was all about tradition so he's pretty mad"You broke the tradition!" I rolled my eyes in annoyance"So what, i honestly don't care about tradition, it's broken and stupid" probably wrong choice of words but i don't care, to hell with tradition! My father walked up to me and i didn't flinch, i'm more than capable of taking him down"John tradition is every thin g we have against those damn no good mages" I growled"shut up" my father and mother stared at me and my father spoke with a dangerous tone"What did you say?" I stood tall"I said shut the hell up! not all mages are evil! i should know i've got 4 mage friends and they are amazing! get with the times! we aren't at war like the old times, we have a truce with the mages! and i happen to find magic interesting!" my parents stood astonished, my younger brothers had just come in and heard the very last bit before.
instead of going to school i went to the fortress...my cheek still burning from*Smack! i staggered backward and glared at my dad"No son of mine will be friends with those creatures" I was full of hate at the time"Then you've just lost a son" my brothers gasped along with my mother, i didn't give them time to respond as i went upstairs and packed several items i held dear to me before jumping out the window and running* I shuttered fighting back tears....as the memory replayed in my mind....they hate me..didn't even bother to come find me i bet.......I stopped walking and just fell to my knees crying"w-why? w-why am i s-such a f-fuck up?" i wanted to scream to the trees and hope they react to me...but who's ever heard of trees helping anyone? I cried for a few hours before i got up and started walking again, I was tired and drained~ we can help you~ I jumped and looked around"Hello!? w-who's there?" my eyes widened with worry~ do not be afraid John all shall be explained when you reach the temple....you and your friends are ready~ I took a step back"Ready? ready for what?" I didn't get a reply.
The fortress was different, it wasn't run down or broken it was completely fixed"What the!?" I ran inside and it was beautiful it even looked modern
(Main Hall/ entry....it's a very big room)
I was amazed it was beautiful..I heard the voice again~ Welcome back John~ I was confused"W-who are you?"~ I'm the fortress when i was built the 14 founders used their blood to activate me, now one of them has returned~ I gave a nervous chuckle"you mean my grand parents help build you? if so there are only 7 of us"~ I will keep that in mind scythe master~"MASTER! Whoa whoa hold on there" My mind was racing, why is it suddenly active?~do you not want me to call you scythe master? it's your weapon isn't it?~ I was hesitant"Uh..yeah it is but there are still some things i need to learn..i'm no master yet" there was silence~ I see well you are my master seeing as you have the blood of two founders...would you like to see your room?~ Room! I have a room"Yes actually i would...i don't really have a home to go back to anyway" ~I'm sorry to hear that...go up the stairs and down the hall, it's the 4th door on the right~ I mentally thank the voice and do as instructed.
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We aren't normal
FanfictionWarriors and Mages used to get along very well, but a great evil did something to their minds and they separated and each had a counsel of 7. Many years later 7 heroes arise and take claim to what was lost, they become the first 7 to be warriors and...