There was gun shots and fire, explosions and the scream of war, a woman pinned an axe throw an old warrior's neck and watched him fall in death and slammed another axe at a younger warrior standing behind her. She was wearing a bear skinned warrior outfit her hair was scattered like jungle animal, her eyes were pointed like a hunter and her all round dressing of a barbarian and barbarians they were and in war with an opposing kingdom, she was their warrior queen, the only sole queen in the six barbarian tribes in the outlands, her husband died six months earlier just after discovering that she was pregnant. She held her stomach in pain, they were losing this war and she was going in labour. Her handmaid ran towards her "You're going in labour, aren't you". "Let's get out of here so you can deliver". "No!!!! I want to finish this war, my people need me, I am our greatest chance at wining this war, I leave now and we perish" the woman replied angrily. "Lady Tema, we need to leaveeeee…." those were her handmaid lasts words. An arrow sliced through her chest, blood gushed through her mouth and she feel on her mistress body dead. "Minerva!!!" Tema swung her axe and valiantly went back to war, she throw her axe to the archer, he feel down defeated, she pulled out her little sword and ran it throw a warrior and another one and another. A sword went throw her stomach, it was the opposing people's king, She saw the smile of victory on his face and he plunged the sword deeper into her, she felt the sharp silent pain of death, put as a barbarian she was death wasn't honorable if you didn't take you killer to death with you, with her last strength she plunged the little sword into the king's neck, they both took one foot down to the ground blood gushing. The king fell down dead, she had a little more life in her. "Severus" she called to her armor bearer. Her armor bearer ran to her, "Bring it out" she command. "My lady…. I cannot" he humbly declined "Do as you are command she commanded "As you wish, my lady" he and said drew out his sword. He gently opened her stomach and brought out the child. "Name your son, my lady" the armor bearer gently called "Idris" she named him her last ounce of life leaving her "And so shall he be called" he said closing her eyes.
"Man!!! your life is so!!!!! lonely" Clark said mockingly cutting VIP out of his trance. He was standing close to the chimney smiling "How long have you been there" VIP questioned getting up "It depends.... how long have did you plan to stay here" Clark replied "How long did you plan on staying at your chicken party Mr. Just in and out" VIP asked coldly walking past him to the tip of the roof "I just got side-tracted and by the way, there was free food" Clark said waving his two bags of the free chicken. Clark got closer to the roof tip "I don't think we should be doing that opening, Professor said it was for emergencies only" Clark said warning, but he knew it was to no avail "Whoops" VIP mean voice said jumping off the building on to a tree branch and from it to another and thereafter, "I'll tell on you" Clark said "No you won't" VIP voice said distantly "Wait up" Clark said joining him
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A middle aged woman was seen cleaning up after the celebrations. She was fair, and tall with big black eyes and long straight black hair, she looked at her daughter slowly walking towards her. "Took pretty long throwing out a trash bin". She asked her daughter. She wanted to reply, she opened her mouth but the words that came out were "Sorry". She took a step to leave "Nice boy wasn't he" she asked her daughter naughtily. Airazor's face changed with fear, she turned abruptly to avoid her mother's gaze. "Did she see them?, Was her mother aware that she caused the power out?," "He seemed very humble" her mother went on thinking her daughter was blushing. "I'll be in my room" Airazor replied leaving fastly. "Just remember to focus on your studies and not on cute boys" Teresa called after her daughter but Airazor was miles away. "Teenagers" she muttered to herself.
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Airazor sat in her room thinking, she had these incredible agility, these outstanding skills and abilities that she could do. But why did they feel so dangerous and disastrous instead of magnificent. She taught of the boy she just met, his perfectly smushed hair, his big green eyes, his wicked sexy smile and quiet mischievous gaze. Her mom was right he was cute, but humble, she had to oppose that, he was quiet alright but something about him felt adventurous and tacky. Stubborn was the word for it, for example all he could have just said was a simple sorry and it would have all ended but he refused to do it, no his PRIDE wouldn't allow him too. "Boys" she thought
She looked at her palms, she could feel that aura, it was unique, it made her feel funny but in a right kind of way. She placed her two palms together and focused that energy at the center of her palms.
She was standing in a room that was all white colour, purple water was all over the floor with a wall where the door should be. She knew she had to break out if she was to discover what this aura was about, she ran and hit the wall but it wouldn't bugg, She thought of her punch earlier today and tried to again but the wall didn't break. So she recreated the scenario in her mind, she was there again with the boy, she was running to punch him, but this time she stopped and hugged him. She could feel his warm body on hers as a new strength in her, she came back to the wall and dashed toward it landing a terrific punch on it. The wall didn't break but there was a crack. The purple water began to pour. She could feel it flowing from somewhere in her chest to the destination; her hands, there was a slight purple glow, she closed her eyes and forced it even more. Then she could sense the wall closing back, she opened her eyes and her palms. At the center of her hands was a small knife so tiny that it her hands could cover it but so sharp that blood was gushing from her hands. She was amazed, she could forged a knife with nothing but a memory of someone what more could she do.
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"Name your son" A man said "Idris" Tera called "His name is Idris", Metals clashed, fleshes were slashed, a cry of battle was heard...…..
And he woke up with a scream, he had been dreaming, again. VIP took a lemon green shirt which was dangling out his closet, got some trousers on him. He turned to look at his royal room it was like a ballroom except only for one person, it was painted green with white curtains that flowed perfectly well to welcome the days sun, a gigantic bed that could swallow a person, an amazing golden chandelier with all other beautifications only in the gold colour but what was more fascinating was the pictures that stood around it, artistic backgrounds and colourful drawings; one of the leading and predominant drawing was that of a symbol. "I'm really lucky" he thought to himself and made for the door.
"Come back in here" Clark pushed him back inside. "Don't tell me you're going out like this" Clark said pointing at his attire. "I just wanna get some coffee" VIP said shockingly. "The board of directors came over, there talking with Mum as we speak, so if you wanna go out there looking like an psychopath….. it your choice" Clark warned his brother tautly. VIP looked at him, a sly look in his eyes, he really wanted to go there looking like this. Clark looked away knowing what his brother was thinking of. "Come…. let me help you choose an attire" Clark said dashing to the changing room. VIP looked at the chandelier. It was time to put on the good perfect boy cloth again, he hated meeting with any so-called important person or people. "School dates have been moved" Clark said sensing VIP's emotion. A drop of hope moved into his eyes "To when..." VIP said in a calm voice to hide his over-excitement. "Three days time" Clark said half laughing "What" VIP said "You just look.....so funny...trying to... hide your excitement" Clark replied finally letting the laugh free. "I saw a girl yesterday…she's going to join our school" Clark said "A girl…. you met a girl" VIP said back at him, his stare accusing "I didn't mean it like I left you to talk to a girl...…it was just a brief chat….the archer from the tournament that was her house" Clark said. VIP memory moved back to the day before. That girl... she was special, her strength was unique and powerful. Not just the strength but her agility was magnificent, something about her just got him intrigued. She had a special power he had felt the aura of it and he had never been wrong about special kids. Clark picked up a shirt and placed in front of VIP, it didn't suit him. "And in the brief chat you supposing got to know that she was joining our school….." VIP shot mischievously at Clark. "Her mom told ….me" Clark said before holding himself. "You met her parents!...Wow!" VIP exclaimed "In my defense it was only her mother...her dad is ... not around" Clark said throwing another shirt across the room "Dead?" VIP inquired "No… not around" "….. you seem awfully interested in her" Clark said. VIP went closer to Clark, placed a hand on his shoulder "Why won't I be since she stole you for five hours". Clark looked away "Actually..." "You didn't talk with her…. shit Clark How!? Why!? VIP said laughing loudly "Don't turn her to another Megan" VIP warned in between laughs "She isn't like Megan and by the way it is better to admire from afar sometimes" Clark said trying to defend himself "Admire from afar sometimes" VIP mimicked him. Both laughed loudly "Aha" Clark holding a shirt he felt matched. It was a red green shirt with red roses design. "Let everyday be like this, just you and me laughing away our sorrows" Clark said to VIP calmly. VIP looked away "Let's get ready for the guests". "Of course" Clark said a little defeated "Don't be late and change your trousers too the look weird on you".
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