I was standing outside the front of my house with the long sword my father had gifted me for my first birthday. My body had grown in these last 4 years, and I was now able to wield the sword. I was around 3 foot 5inches. My hair was red and spikey, but with a few strands of black. I decided to spike my hair because I missed the scales on my back, and it was the closest thing I could do to resemble a dragon.
In front of me stood a man wielding a sword and wearing a full suit of leather light armour with no headgear. It was a choice that allowed him to use his full speed while still being protected. The man in front of me was my father. We were both ready to do battle.
I watched my father carefully standing there. Form an outsiders point of view he looked relaxed but I could tell at any moment he was ready to strike. Since I turned 4 every day at noon we would battle just before lunch, not once had I beat him. Today I was going to change that.
He made the first move, he dashed towards at a fast speed. I couldn"t see him move the first time we fought but it was different now. I was following every movement. Then just before he was within striking distance, he leapt into the air to close the gap between us. He lifted his right hand into sky ready to strike down at me. I was already seeing five moves ahead, I was ready for anything. I would simply dodge the first strike as he came down. While his sword hit the ground, I would then strike at his side. Then quickly pull back as he attacked me again and strike from above.
I saw the strike coming from above, just as I had predicted, now I needed to just step to the side.
"Whack"
My vision went black.
I had pa.s.sed out, I woke up a moments later inside the house, all I could hear were the noises of my mother scolding my father.
"Couldn"t you have gone easy on him, the boys only 4 years old"
My father was sweating trying his best to calm down my mother.
"But, it"s only a year away until the examination and I can"t go easy on him, if he continues like this he won"t pa.s.s the entrance exam"
I was secretly listening in on my parent"s conversation about me, I was hiding behind the door by the kitchen, they thought I was still sleeping. My mother saw me in the corner of her eye looking by the door. She quickly rushed over to me and put both hands on my cheeks.
"Ray, are you all okay now, you don"t have to follow in your parents" footsteps, there are lots of good jobs out there that you can do." She said while checking to see if I was okay.
I could see my mother was trying to comfort me, she must have seen my sad face. I wasn"t upset that I had lost to my father, I was more upset about my revenge plans. I had no talent for magic and no talent for sword fighting. If I couldn"t even beat one normal adventure how was I meant to destroy the human race.
My father came over and knelt beside my mother.
"We still have one year left Ray, we can still try if you really want to?"
One year, was it enough time for me to improve. In a years time, the Avrion Knight Academy selection process was coming up. It was the same school that my father had gone to. At the age of five you"re allowed to take a test to be admitted into the school. Roland academy was now out of the question since I had no magic powers, so the only choice I had was Avrion Academy.
I was determined to stick to the plan, I shook my head and remembered the reason why I need to become stronger for my Revenge.
"I"ll do it, I"ll become the strongest anyone has ever seen Ga, ga, ga"
My parents both looked at each other with worried faces.