Eight swords

chapter 1 in which the story starts not quite at the beginning

Field north of The kings palaceTishri first 1014 BC

"are you sure I should take this?"

 "yes, you need it more than I do" 

"but I mean are you absulutly sure? I don't think I've ever seen you without it"

 "Yes! We just found out that my dad is a crazy murderer out to kill you I think you're going need this more I do" 

"Are you absulutly positively sure? This is so nice I couldn't possibly just take it"

 "yes you can" 

"but but but- 

"just take it"

 "well if your sure.....?" 

"yes I'm sure now go"

 "man this is a very nice sword thanks are you sure......" David asked with a mischievous look on his face 

"yes" Jonathan said sounding exasperated

 "just kidding I know that when you put your mind to some thing it will be done whether the other person likes it or not" David said 

"Yep that sounds pretty accurate" Jonathan said with a smile

 "man it's kind of strange the fact that a sword has a name"

 "yeah apparently it's always been like that it'll be sad to see her go but like I said you need it more than me "

  "well yeah I guess besides when this is all over I can give Artimus back"

 "David I don't think- 

" ah ah ahh we are both getting out of this alive promise me okay" 

"David I really don't think that-

 "I'm not going until you promise me okay" 

Jonathan sighed "fine but don't blame me if I break this promise okay here we go I Jonathan promise to try my hardest not to die" 

"fine it will work I'm gonna miss you" David said as tears started to fill his eyes 

"me to now go get outta here" Jonathan said with a sad smile 

"yeah I'll leave now" David said and as he was walking away he knew in his heart that he would not see his best friend again before he died

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As David made his way to the edge of the city he found a pile of various clothes and weapons he thanked God once again for his friend he would have to thank Jonathan as well "if you'll get the chance" said the little voice in his head David chose to ignore it for now as dug through the piles looking for a nice sword because as much as he treasured Jonathan's gift he hated to admit it but he definatly preferred to pick out his sword while he was searching he turned and saw a sword it almost glowed when he picked it up "Zuess" he muttered to himself "huh I must attract named weapons or something" he allowed himself a small chuckle as he suddenly got serious this was not going to be easy but he knew that all he needed was the parting gift from his friend, the sword that was picked out for him and faith lots and lots of faith

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A field in the north territory of SimionAv 23rd 1004 BC

A young man stood in the front of a fire place. "I'll finally get to use it" he muttered in awe suddenly a sharp cry drew the young man from his thoughts 

"Eleazar stop ogling at that sword your not sixteen yet" 

"but mom my birthday's tomorrow" replied Eleazar in an annoyed voice.

"and rightfully so I don't want you risking your life until I know you've lived at least sixteen years"

 "but mom" Eleazar said leaving the hut "I'm going to be in training for at least five years I'm not aloud to fight until I'm twenty and they usually hold you until your twenty-four or five"

 "I know it's the training that I'm concerned about your so skinny I'm worried that someone won't see you then chop goes your head" she said as she moved her hands in front of her neck simulating a chopping motion. It was sadly true Eleazar had light brown skin, spiky brown hair that wouldn't lie flat (his mom tried) and was as skinny as a stick no matter what he ate. (his mom tried.) (again)His most striking feature were his eyes. He had purple black eyes that would almost glow in the dark. Those were not natural to say the least his mom however, one look at the pair you'd think they weren't related. His mom was a nice plump women with the same messy brown hair only with streaks of gray in it don't let that deceive you though Eleazar thought to himself. This was also true even though she was getting older her mind seemed to be getting sharper "if that was even possible" he thought to himself her sharp green eyes seemed to follow him every where while her nose was bent on sniffing out trouble "so be it" he muttered dismissing his thoughts he had learned how to do that along time ago. The rest of the day was pretty busy counting the two more missing chickens (probably that coyote again) and a runaway cow all in all Eleazar hadn't thought about sword except for when he walked back into the hut for dinner and there it was sitting there right above the fire place. He remembered when he was little his mom would tell him that angels came down and gave her the sword with special instructions not to give him the sword until he was sixteen. That he was special and that he  would do great things for the Lord. Eleazar would be lying if he said that he believed the story it's not that he thought his mom would lie it's just well the story was a bit far fetched wasn't it he thought it to be more likely that the sword had been his fathers not that he didn't want to do great things for God it's just him special? Naaaaaaaaaahhh! His mom called him out of his thoughts once more to come and eat he ate his dinner then went to bed thinking only of when the sun came up

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[Author's Note] so time for the acutual first chapter sorry that this is a week late I think I might update every two weeks from now on and now for the moment you have all been waiting for I will reveal  last weeks quote and it is from story thieves this is a book series that I absolutely love to death and is a lot of fun to read this weeks quote comes from an old movie that's from like 1984 or something its a mystery/comedy and it is absolutely hilarious the quote is

Mr. Green in the hall with the revolver 

See ya my lovely readers!