Flame Warrior: Rise From The Ashes

Chapter 1 Page 1

When I was younger, I lived in a wealthy household that would look down on the less fortunate. My family became this way because of my father's prejudice, military ego and attitude. He discriminated against all who were below him and wouldn't hesitate when hitting someone of lower status. I was against this way of thinking and tried to make up a plan to escape from this hell hole they call a family. I took martial art classes to get rid of some pent-up anger and to learn skills I could use in the outside world. The only person in my family who genuinely cared for me was my mother, she hated my father. I don't know how they ever got married. But when she brought up the topic of getting a divorce my father threatened her and said he would kill her if she ever tried.
One night all I could hear was the sound of my parents fighting and was unable to sleep. It sounded worse than any of the fights they had before. I was curious and slowly tiptoed to see what was going on. Big mistake. I only wanted to listen to what they were fighting about and thus opened the door just enough to see my father decapitating my mother. Silence, I held my breath and tried to look away from the gruesome sight but couldn't. There was blood all over me. It was on my face, clothes, everywhere. My mind was broken into thousands of pieces. Why would he do that?! I came out from the shadow that was the hallway and into the room my father and now dead mother were in. My father started talking, 'She was weak and useless, just like you.'. My body filled with rage. My adrenaline kicked to levels I had never known were possible. All my body wanted was to avenge my mother and kill that ungrateful shit head. I ran towards him as fast as I could, using every fiber in my body to jump on him and steal the sword that he used to decapitate my mother. This was easy because the bastard was weak and only relied on others to do his dirty work.
Before I took his life, I told him 'You are the weakling to every single person in this world, and this is what you get for killing my mother!' With the sword in my hand, I did the same thing he did to my mother, I beheaded him. My adrenaline started to calm down and I slowly started to get a grasp of what had happened and what I had just done. I was afraid, what would happen if the royals found me here? I must get away; I must go into hiding.