The Wandering Warriors By Percyous and his brothers The world of Torgasia. It is vast and filled with what feel like endless lands, deserts, mountins and seas. Each feature is unique in itself. In this land there lie wizerds, giants, knights, pirates, and so much more. In this land some band together to form clans. Clans fight, take what territory they want and have been struggling for power since the death of the first king who managed to pull together all of the lands to form one government. Some clans have submitted and work under the new government attempting to restore order and take back what was stolen from the dead king and his son and heir. Their kingdoms and wealth. However, other clans are either nuetreal, mercenarys, or focused on becoming the next king. We will be following a man named Aizen in his quest to become king and rule the world.
A boy walked through the village. He wore tattered black leggings and a shirt. He had no facial hair, jet black hair that reached down about halfway down his forehead and eyes that made it look as if he was always laughing at something. A small smile was fixed on his face as his bare feet walked into the tavern. "Hello madam. I'd like some ale please." Aizen said to the woman on the other side of the bar. "How old are you kid?" the woman asked him withought turning around. "Nineteen, why?" Aizen answered her, his smile dropping slightly, "Because you won't be shown any mercy if you are found here by-" she was telling him as she turned and set the ale infront of him. "Jotori right miss?" Aizen smiled as he finished her sentence and brought the mug to his lips, "You know yet you stay?" she asked, a worried and confused look quickly appeared on her face. The words had scarcly left her mouth before the door swung open and a large man wearing black armour, with a black cape a helm being held in his hand and a clean shaven face, brown hair and black eyes walked inside and stood behind Aizen. "What are you doing here boy?" asked Jotori. "Having a drink, care to join me?" said a smiling Aizen as he took another drink from the mug. Jotori scowled, drew a blade from his side and swung, aiming for aizen's head. I know, it stinks a bit. I am trying to get my brothers to improve a bit but they double teamed me so it may take a while to get em on track. Enjoy what you can though!
"Oi! Watch where you swing that thing!" Aizen said as he brought his mug back up to his lips. "So, you're an elemental eh?" Jotori said as he watched Aizen (who was sitting sideways in midair as if he were still right-side-up) put down the mug of ale infront of him where the bar would have been if he hadn't tilted in time to avoid being beheaded by the blade. "Oh? You noticed?" Aizen replied as he took the mug in his right hand, put it on the floor, then useing the stool kicked off and floated to a wall. "I know a little elemental magic myself. But I don't rely on that weak magic. I could kill you withought it, but I'll show you how to use it." Jotori said as he stabbed his sword into the ground. The sword quickly moved deeper and deeper into the ground until it was at the hilt, then it sprung back up into his hands, incased in a layer of solid rock from the ground. Aizen kicked at the ground beneath him and moved upwards just in time to avoid an attack that would have cut him in half. He floated above Jotori until he could reach down and put his hands on Jotori's shoulders. He did this and suddenly the air around them began to move. It twisted and blew until it's force began to push Jotori into the ground. "What the-????I will not be defeated by some weak elemental Mage!" Jotori let out with a bellow as he tried to free his arms that had already sunk down into the earth. Aizen stopped only when Jotori's head was the only thing showing. "Im no ordinary elemental." Aizen said, a smile still on his face as he crouched infront of Jotori's head, "Im an enhancer. Plus I'm not limited to just one or two elements." Aizen said this as his teeth began to grow longer and sharper. He snapped at Jotori who quickly pulled back as far as he could. "An enhancer????" "Yep. And I can even do this." Aizen replied as his face grew back to normal except for his cheeks which began to bloat.... Aizen remained crouched infront of Jotori as he blew out a burst of fire. Aizen grabbed the earth next to the unconscious head of Jotori and made a small roof over it. He pushed down and sent the body on it's way down a couple feet under the surface, then stood, paid for his drink, and left. He was heading towards a village made famous by it's world famous cook. He had one thong on his mind as he walked. "Im hungry." Extra:What is an elemental Mage? There are many different types of wizerds. Many agree that it is impossible to even hear about every different type of wizerd or atleast what powers they hold. However the most basic type of wizerd is an elemental. Almost anyone can become an elemental wizerd over night. Literally. Most elementals are only able to control one element, the skilled ones might be able to master two, maybe even three. However it is very rare and takes a very skilled wizerd to master all four. Extra:What is an enhancer? An enhancer is a rare type of wizerd. You can not learn inhancments. While some wizerds can shapeshift and copy the appearence of others, an enhancer can control directly the inside of his body. The cells, the strength, etc. For example, an enhancer could change his hair color, strength, speed, and one master wizerd learned how to allow himself to breath fire through enhancement.
Aizen soon decided to make another stop at a different bar. This time he stopped in a large town surrounded by a stone wall. There was no gate on the wall but it was manned by gaurds armed with spears and swords. At each corner there was four arches armed with bows and swords. Aizen walked to a tavern near the center of the town that had a sighn on the outside with the picture of a blue moon and under the picture it said "The Blue Moon Tavern" Aizen walked through the double doors and was immediatly greeted by the music of a harp being played. He was suddenly overwhelmed by a feeling of sadness, he didn't know why but he felt the urge to sit and cry. Aizen immediatly grabbed a seat, put his head into his hands and listened to the sorrowfull music. Suddenly the harp tone began to change, suddenly it became more upbeat and everyone in the tavern felt their hearts lift. They all stood and began to clap, laugh and dance. Even Aizen. Soon the harp stopped playing and everyone returned to normal. Except Aizen that is, he began to look around until he located the person playing the harp. And it was an interesting sight that awaited him. There was a group of about eight knights infront of a stage at the feet of the woman who had been playing the harp. She had medium length black hair that reached her shoulders, brown eyes and a small harp that could easily be put the bag sitting next to her. She wore sandels, and a white robe that reached down to her knees and hung over her shoulders. She sat in a chair, harp in hand, and her legs crossed. The knights were obviously drunk, and obviously belonged to the government. One of them climbed onto the stage and walked towards her, "C'mon beutifull, just a little kiss," Aizen could hear him say. Aizen stood still as the knight kept asking for a kiss and walking closer to the girl as she smiled and shook her head. Aizen was about to leap over a table and take out the gaurd when the girl put her hands over her harp and prepared to continue playing. However by now Aizen who had relized why he had felt what he had, was expecting to be rendered useless when he relized nothing happened. He could still move, and so could the drunk knight who was being cheered on and supported by his comrades who appeared to also be drunk. By this time Aizen had strengthened his leg muscles and was about to leap to her rescue when he felt something.... His gut told him to stay where he was. "Gut, don't fail me now." he said as he released his enhancement and sat back down in time to see the girl pull a string as the knight leaned over her. Silence Ringed through the air as the string made an indiscribable unique sound that seemed to make everyone who could hear it's heart stop. The drunken knight halted, then stumbled backwards. He then proceeded to fall of the stage, blood seeping through his unpierced armour.
The girl quickly stood, bowed, picked up her bag and harp, then fled. As the knights tried to see if their comrade was dead Aizen ran after the girl, hoping to catch her. Aizen jumped onto the stage and out the door on the right side of it, however when he came out he was greeted by a girl holding a flute, she looked just like the harp girl except she wore a a short skirt and a skin tight top that left the bottem of her stomech bare. Her hair fell over her bare shoulders and her face had a smug smirk on it as she held the flute to her lips. "I thought so..... What do you want?" the girl asked Aizen. "I wanted to ask you something." he replied, "Before you ask, I'm Angel and yes, I am a musical magician. Anything else before you die?" she raised her flute to her lips and was about to blow when Aizen held up his hands to show he was unarmed as he said "Wait! I wanted to ask if you if you would join my clan." Angel slightly lowered her flute and narrowed her eyes, "Why would I want to?" she asked Aizen and a second later they heard the loud rythamic thumps of a troop of knights marching into the alley. "Because I can get you out of here." "Deal." Aizen quickly picked up angel bridal-style and jumped. The air seemed to thicken and he kicked his right leg and jumped agian, he repeated this until he and Angel were ontop of the tavern's roof. "Thanks...." Angel muttered as she dusted herself up and got to her feet. "Welcome. Now where were you planning on going anyway?" Aizen asked her. "Well, there's this resteraunt I usually hide out at till stuff like this blows over." "I was hoping to catch a bite at this famous resteraunt. Has no name, 'bout half an hours walk from here." "Their probobly the same place. Let's go." Angel responded as Aizen picked her up agian and jumped of the roof towards the feast of his dreams.
Aizen and Angel walked for a few more hours talking and laughing until they came to a hill. It took a minute for Aizen to relise why Angel walked towards it. There was a nearly invisible building literally built into the hill, from Aizen's position he could see there were atleast three stories on the building that curved so that if you painted the building the right shade of green it would be impossible to detect it at all. Aizen followed Angel who was currently knocking on a door at the base of the building. It soon opened and they entered. They were greeted by the sound of someone laughing almost insanely. Aizen and Angel walked down a short stone passegeay that took a sharp turn and opened into a large crowded room. Agianst one wall was a bar with a long white sheet over it and filling the rest of the space were tables covered with white table cloths. At the bar was a man with his back to the counter. He had black boots, black cloak, and black hair that fell down his face and into his black eyes. There was a scar that ran down the left side of his face and tied to his waist on his left side was a small sheathed blade about as long as a knife. It was straight and at the end of the sheath was a slightly curved point instead of the spear-like point. The sheath was all white as was the blade's hilt. On his face was smile as he laughed. He was currently taking punches from someone twice his size who wore an angry yet smug expression on his face along with a black shirt, black boots and trousers. The attacker yelled with every blow landed "Why are you laughing?!?!?!?!?!?!? Shut up you dumb a**!" However the laughing never stoped. "I'll kill you!" the attacker exclaimed as he had a fit of rage at being mocked. He grabbed the person laughing, held him above his head and threw him towards a cluster of tables. As this was happening Aizen was already preparing to leap in and help when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned his head and saw angel watching and shaking her head. Aizen relaxed and stood waiting to see how it ended. The man being thrown stoped laughing and twisted in midair. He used his hand to grab onto a table he was passing abd land on his feet. "Oi! This table needs more wine!" he yelled after seing the occupants' cups were nearly empty. He then nodded to them, walked around their table then towards the man who had thrown him. His hair created a shadow over his eyes as he walked towards the man. "You know, you don't come into a man's resteraunt, threaten him, and expect him to hand over his hard earned money. You especially don't come into mine. I laugh because you are nothing but a little weakling thug trying to act high and mighty. But here is what you will do once you leave here." At this he he raised his head so that all could see his eyes, Angel was the only one who didn't feel a shiver go down her spine as his eyes showed nothing but death, pain, destruction, and torture. "Tell you boss that Percyous says the next time one of his guys comes anywhere near this place I will personaly make a visit into his nightmares and show him the depths of he** where he will live soon." Percyous continued as he stopped infront of the thug who was squirming trying to back away. Percyous seemed to flinch for a small second then he turned around, "Let that be a lesson to you." he spoke as everyone except Angel became confused. The thug was about to try to attack agian when suddenly he felt pain under his chin as he was lifted off the ground by the force of a punch that no one had seen happen. He then flew to the right by a kick in his side. The thug crashed into a wall and was immediatly dragged out by a few of his allies. There was then a moment of silence before everyone continued what they were doing. But since there were so many oddly dressed people no one noticed a table full of interesting individuals who's eyes never left Percyous.
One Month Later- Angel appeared infront of a stone wall, she had a key in hand, her black hair dropped down to her waist, and she wore a robe around her. "Percyous!" she yelled and nearly immediatly Percyous appeared out of nowhere, "Yes madam?" he asked her with a blank expression on his face as his hair fell around his eyes and his black cloak gently swayed from the slight breeze. "Is my breakfast ready?" Angel asked as she walked towered the side of the hallway opposite to the wall where she came from. As she leaned on the railing that overlooked the other half of Percyous' resteraunt she heard him respond, "Yes madam. And your "Leader" is in his room eating. Agian." Angel turned intime to see the annoyed look leave Percyous' face as he watched her. "You don't like him much do you?" Angel silently studied him as she waited for her answer. "I do not like the fact that he has nearly destroyed my entire meat supply. If I wasn't able to buy more meat daily we would have been out of meat completely within the first hour." As he said this his cloak parted slightly enough to reveal the hilt of his small blade that remained next to him. "Well keep it up. And I would like my food in my room." was Angel's last statement as she turned abd walked back towards the wall. "When can I kill him? You shouldn't lower yourself to serving an idiot like Aizen madam." Percyous suddenly blurted out as he watched Angel prepare to leave, "I told you. You may not harm him in any way, there is something...... Interesting about him. Plus I want to see where this goes." "But-" "No lip from you." Angel quickly cut him off withought turning, "Who gave you the money and permission to open this place?" "You did." "Who has helped you when you needed it?" "You have." "And which of us was given to the other as a servant when we were young?" "I was." "And which of us is currently in possesion of your soul?" At this question Angel turned to face him, in her left hand she held a blade identical to the one at Percyous' side. However as soon as she showed him the sheathed blade Percyous winced as the image straped to his belt disapeared and he let out a small and slightly sad sigh then answered, "You are."
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Chapter 2 Aizen sat in his small room at the top of the hill. It was on the opposite side of the hill from Percyous' resteraunt and consisted only of a small bed, a writing desk with a wooden chair, and a an exit wall. There was barely enough room to stand up in or put on boots, however there was even less space with bones from Aizen's nonstop eating marathon. The floor and everything else was covered with bones picked clean. On his bed with his arms wrapped around a large piece of meat that was bigger than his entire body was Aizen. His jaws were currently locked onto the meat and he had his legs and arms wrapped around it to make sure it couldn't be taken. As Aizen was eating he became aware of someone else in the stone room. Percyous stepped through the wall of the hill and into Aizen's room. He immediatly saw Aizen's current position and let out a sigh, "You're an idiot." Was the first thing that left Percyous' mouth. In reply Aizen simply nodded and said "Whatever you say, got anymore meat?" "Im cutting you off. That's my last Giant bear leg meat and now I have to get more. Enough is enough." "Uh huh, sure, so how bout that meat?" At Aizen's last comment Percyous half walked half marched to where Aizen was nibbling off the leg, then Percyous grabed the meat and pulled it, and Aizen along, past one of the walls, and out towords the grey railway.
HOLY **************! I ACCIDENTLY DELETED THE LAST UPDATE! MY BROTHERS ARE GONNA KILL ME! Unlease I re-write it exactly as it was writen.... Hmmmm....... A plan has formed......