Medieval Peloshia (Chapter 1) Age of sins (Part 1) Blaze is 20 his half white…

Medieval Peloshia
(Chapter 1) Age of sins
(Part 1)

Blaze is 20 his half white half black hair is bouncing as he is running through the forest. He is chasing a brown and white wolf. He ran as fast as he could till the wolf stepped on a trap that was laid down months ago. Blaze catches up and sees the wolf transform into the human woman she truly is. He unsheathes his sword and points it at her. The crest of the Paromatican royal family shines on his breast plate as he takes a step towards her. He points her face up toward him with the tip of his blade.

“Salem Hawthorn, you are under arrest for treason. If you don’t comply and come with me death is inevitable.” Blaze says as he cuts her cheek a little bit.

“Blaze? Why are you doing this?” Salem asks as her eyes swell with tears. “I thought what we had…”

Blaze cuts her off “What we had is over. You are a prisoner now. Come with me and I will make sure they will not execute you.” He grabs her by the arm and forces her to stand. Three knights on horses come around and stop near them. All of them have the same crest on their armor. Blaze covers Salem with a towel from his pack. “Let us go.”

He cuts her restraint and as he does Salem scratches him and runs when he lets go. He screams in pain as he grabs his face where he was scratched. The blood trickles and he looks at the men. “Well go after her, make sure she is alive. She is mine to kill.” The men chase her down as blaze stands up again. The nature energy around him swirls around his face as the cut is healed only left by a scar. As he starts walking he starts praying to the officials. “BY your grace of powers I thank you. I thank you for everything you have given and taken from me. I will forever be in your debts and will forever be thankful for everything done for me.” Blaze walks up to where the men have caught her. She was bound by chains on her wrists and ankles. Salem looks at him again. He smiles and unsheathes his sword. “Any final words shrew?” He watches her shake her head and he takes out his sword. He brings it up and as he slashes down another sword parries it.

The sword is black with a purple hilt. The person standing before him was his own sister Namona. Her group of misfits and bandits stands before him holding the other knight’s at sword point. Suhen and Athena on one side, Zap and Aldice on the other side, and Jerry and Joseph in the middle. Blaze scowled at his sister. His green eyes met her blue eyes. “What do you think you are doing sister? Have thou forgotten what this thing is?”

Namona scoffs and says “You are no better brother, you were blessed by the gods just as much if not more than her.” She lowers her sword to his chest, “You have no right to judge someone.”

Blaze smiles, “And what your group of misfits are gonna stop me? The king has made his order and that is that.” He moves her blade with ease. As he does he sweeps her feet making her fall on her back and points his sword to her throat with his boot on her chest. “Anyone who cares about their life withdraw from here immediately and the king might take pity on you.”