The Legacy of Three: Chapter 1

I  The Master and the Knight

I walked slowly, trying to be as silent as possible. I, Jake Knight was in the middle of the forest trying to hunt something to eat. I lived in a small town in California known as Julian. My father worked in a store at the town, he sold Pies. We lived a little far from the town, our house was on top of a hill.

I heard a noise behind me and I turned. My bow ready to shoot whatever my sight caught. I felt something touch my back.

"Pay attention to everything that's around you not just one noise" said the man standing behind me. He was tall about 6'4 with short black hair, a beard and blue eyes. He was wearing a black jacket, gray shirt, dark blue jeans and black boots.

"Hey dad," I replied. "You know I am only thirteen, right?"

"And I am only 33"

He lowered his sword. I turned around to face him, he smiled at me then took four steps back and pointed his sword at me. "Let's duel son"

I smiled back, I took my sword out and got in a fighting pose. "You know I am going to beat you right?"

He just laughed then attacked me. He moved his sword swiftly, he was a good attacker and very good at blocking too. I tried to hit him everytime he seemed to slow down but somehow he managed to block me. He spinned around then kicked me on the chest making me fall. Then he pointed the end of his sword at my neck.

"Always be ready, your opponent won't only use his weapon" he told me.

I glared at him then try to kick his leg but he jumped. I quickly stood and started attacking him. He blocked each of my attacks. "My turn" he said.

He attacked again and I managed to block a few of he's hits. He almost got my leg but I barely dodged it. He attacked again and this time I blocked and was even able to disarm him.

I pointed my sword at his. "I win"

That was the first time I ever beated my father with a sword...

4 years later...

I stood at the top of the hill were our house was. I watched the small town from far, you could see all the stores and the people there looked like tiny ants. I practied with my beautiful silver sword.

<p style="text-align:left;">I've became a very good swordsman since the first victory again my father. I was unbeatable, nobody could beat me. My father now lasted seconds fighting me before I would beat him. I managed to enter a few tournaments and won them all with ease.

<p style="text-align:left;">The sky was becoming darker and stores were starting to close. I saw my fathers car arrive. A strange cracking noise came from behind me.

<p style="text-align:left;">I turned around and saw a gian tree fall towards me, I rolled out of the way in time. My father got out of the car quickly then took his sword out and stood in front of me ready to fight.

<p style="text-align:left;">"Dad, it was an accident"

<p style="text-align:left;">He shook his head. "This ain't an accident Jake, get your sword out" he told me. He looked worried, I've never seeing him like that.

<p style="text-align:left;">A strange figure approached us. It was big and looked like it only had one eye, it looked like one of those mythogical creatures known as Cyclopes.

<p style="text-align:left;">It carried a giant stick and looked like it was ready to eat us."Get out of here you ugly beast" yelled my father.

<p style="text-align:left;">"You call me ugly?" yelled back the now pissed off Cyclopes. "You ugly and delicious food!"

<p style="text-align:left;">Yep, I guess he did wanted to eat us. The creature ran towards us with his stick held high. We rolled out of the way then stabbed it with our swords. The creature yelled in pain.

<p style="text-align:left;">"You stupids!" it roared. The creature hit my father with its giant stick sending him flying. He hit a tree and fell unconscius.

<p style="text-align:left;">I stabbed it again the took a few steps back, playing the offence defence strategy.

<p style="text-align:left;">TBC