West Prince Saga

...14 years ago, a shower of meteorites lit up the night sky. An early spring nightfall finds the citizens of a town unaware of the threat to come as they slumber peacefully, sheltered in their houses! Sirens can be heard in the background, dogs barking loudly, a strong gush of wind slams the windows and doors of an apartment building. The earth starts shaking and the sound of crows can be heard as they flock away in groups...impeding signs of danger. A senior guard dozing off on his table, gets up abruptly. The glass of beer falls off the table and crashes on the ground, leaving scattered pieces of glass all over the floor. The guard, disoriented at first, proceeds to open the small windows to his guard post tower. ""WHAT WAS THAT? HOLY GUACAMOLE! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?"" Exclaimed the guard as he looked upwards, petrified by what HIS EYES were seeing up in the night sky! THE DARK NIGHT SKY IS LITTERED WITH A HUNDRED OF DIFFERENT GLOWS OF LIGHT, METEORS FALLING DOWN ON EARTH AT SUPER SPEED. BURNING AS THEY APPROACH THE EARTH'S GRAVITY. LEAVING TRAILS OF REDDISH LIGHT ACROSS THE SKY! From afar, they look like the biggest shooting stars he has ever seen...yet he knows it is not an occasion for him to make a wish, or is it? He stands there frozen, amazed, yet silent! His eyes wide open, astounded by the overwhelming number of meteorites falling down on earth, some falling through the mountains, a few behind the hills, leaving subtle tremors all around the town. A few meteorites dissolve into the air as they are too tiny to leave an impact. That day, a warning alert was given, to urge citizens of West Baltimore, a town of thirty thousand people, to stay indoors and away from the windows, possibly from harm's way. The prophecy of a hermit sage was given a few nights ago. The sage Sikita warned the king of West Baltimore that a rain of stones would besiege the country. A few days back. ""I have seen a scary vision in one of my meditations, your highness,""says the wise old sage in a quiet yet deep tone. The whole court murmurs in whispers of panic, disbelief, and even mockery. The king gets up from his throne, and starts talking with anxiety in his voice. ""Show me what you have seen, o Sikita, for your visions have always become a reality, and I, as the king of the west, trust the wisdom of your foresight!"" After a short silence, the sage conveys the alarming message in a concerned voice."" Oh, king! A few nights from tonight, in a crescent moonlit sky, an attack from the kingdom of the east will ravage and pillage the main town of Baltimore, destroying and obliterating everything on its path! It will be a catastrophe like ones never seen before!"" Shocked and taken back, the king sits quiet. The whole room had gone into pitch-black silence. "''It is not possible; we have already reached a peace treaty with King Hordok; he promised he would not attack as both of our kingdom's resources have been depleted by generations of war!"" The sage smiles at the king's reaction and then proceeds to utter his wisdom at a slow, steady pace. ""Peace and war are the two sides of the same coin, your highness!"" The king of the east has been known to change his mind a lot. I have studied him, his character is one who wavers a lot! He can not be trusted even if he swears in his name and all that he loves! Your majesty, I am only showing you a piece of the future. Visions are messages from the other world, divine interventions in disguise! You may or may not take heed to them, as the future is not set in stone, but I am confident in what I have seen, O king! The rest lies in the power of your choice!"" The old sage picks up his crane and slowly walks out of the courtroom where the emergency council was gathered to hear the sage speak. An oldman with a patch on his left eye, breaks the silence by catching the attention of the court, speaking confidently from years of experience. ""Should we double the patrols at the main gates, sire? Sage Sikita is known to make a mountain out of a molehill! But to avoid any surprise attack, I suggest we send spies to the kingdom of the east, to make sure they are not moving their troops in numbers, and get a hold of their current logistics. That way, we can determine the next steps and bring peace of mind to our citizens!"" The king spends a good time thinking, staring blankly into the golden wall to his main room, a wall covered with artistic paintings of angels and knights. After a long pause, the king portrays his orders to his advisors by raising the tone of his voice with authority. ""Give the order and set a curfew, nobody leaves their homes after dusk, raise the troops on high alert, and order the guards to stay on duty during the night and demand them to switch as many times as needed! I want everyone to know the kingdom of the west does not tolerate this kind of treachery and does not bow down to anyone! ""As you wish, your majesty."" Back to the night of the event. The guard assigned to the guard post understands the situation for what it is. He makes a decision, he picks up his g*n and shoots a blue flare in the sky. ""Heh, the old man must've been smoking something special,"" exclaimed the guard to himself. ""This is strange, but it does not seem to be an attack from the east, these are no war stones."" The blue flare lit up the night sky, and the light radiated all through the town. The blue flare signifies no enemy threat. The troops, disorganized, made it back to their positions. The meteorites pass by the earth quickly, and in a mere moment, everything has gone back to normal, with no minor incidents. The king along with his special guards, who had woken up to see the meteor shower, slowly retreated inside, almost relieved that the threat was merely a small typhoon, and not a storm of war! "14 years later..." ...The sun rises, across the blue lake, the ducks swim, some fly away, the yellowish skies envelope the town of Baltimore, with its countless buildings and apartments. A beautiful town with a rich history and attractive houses! Some are made from stone, a few others from wood. It is spring. The trees are starting to grow white blossoms. The birds can be heard chirping, and some kids can be heard laughing and playing from a distance. The sunrise was shining through the windows of a small room of a wooden house. A 14-year-old boy lives here alone. He is scrawny, with blue eyes and blonde hair! His eyes radiate strength yet at the same time a sense of loneliness and ennui. His name is Leo, and he is an orphan who lost his parents when he was just 4! He was raised by maids, and a few years later, alone. He had to be his own parent! Secluded from the rest of the town, he had a hard time making friends. He had an upbringing deprived of love and support. As such, he had to learn how to survive on his own. To find his place in the world, he had to endure the brunt of it. The young man can be heard yawning, as he stretches up his arms, he hesitates to turn off the alarm clock, he reaches his hand to the clock and puts the sound off. Exhausted and weary, he thinks to himself. ""I shouldn't have stayed up so late, but I barely slept from anxiety. Today I have a written exam in history and if I fail I will have to repeat the year, for the fourth time."" He complains out loud while pulling his hair. ""I can't fail again. I can't afford to repeat the year! Everyone in the class will laugh at me, even Aurora!""...the moment he says that name, he starts blushing and grinning to himself as he loses himself daydreaming about a tall, white-haired, brown-eyed girl in his class, who has put him on a spell with her looks! That's right, he stands up, posing as a strong man exclaiming with pride! ""I will succeed no matter what, and then Aurora will agree to come on a date with me!"" The determination in his eyes is indomitable. He reaches for a cup of baked beans, his only means of breakfast. He slowly eats the food while looking tired and half asleep! He looks at the clock on the wall; it's 7 past 40. Anxious, he yells out loud. ""Oh NO! Look at the time! If I don't run, I will be late for class"". He hurriedly grabs his worn bag and runs to school. On the way, he is greeted by an old man. ""Good morning, young man, late for school again?"" The young boy replied with a smile. He speeds up until he runs out of breath... breathing loudly, he celebrates to himself. ""Hooray! I made it on time!"" He slowly approached the gates to his school, a big prestigious school where fighters all across the town hold classes to learn about channeling superpowers and making their way to the top. A place where he could learn about all the things it takes to become a glorious fighter. There are 5 powers students are taught how to use. They are taught lessons that help them harness fire, earth, wind, water and lightning! In this school, students are taught how to manipulate the earth's elements and channel them in their fighting journeys! This school in the kingdom of the West is one of the few known in the whole world to have a wide number of students. Many aspiring rookies from all the towns and villages of the kingdom ** with the dreams of becoming elite fighters! Elite fighters are a praised regiment of warriors who are assigned missions to protect the kingdom! Leo enters his classroom! As soon as Leo walks to his seat, one of the boys puts his feet out, and as a result, Leo trips over, falls on the ground and the whole classroom explodes in laughter! A muscular, light-complexed teen with born hair and a scar on his face grabs him by the hair and scolds him with anger in his voice. ""THERE IS NO REASON FOR YOU TO BE HERE, LOSER!"" A short girl with short black hair grabs the guy to deescalate the situation, but still takes his side, complaining, ""He is right; you have no talent; everyone here has an element of power; you can't harness fire, water, earth, lightning or air energy; you have no power; and you can barely HOLD a bow properly! If you can't even throw arrows at your opponents, how do you expect to fight? Just go home"" The whole class keeps laughing at him. Our boy sits there discouraged but with a fire in his eyes. ""I will prove you wrong."" ""What did you say, loser?"", responded the scar-faced boy angrily! ""Uh, oh, nothing!"" As he gets to his seat, A tall figure enters the classroom. It's the warrior teacher, a man in his thirties with a poker face and a white necklace and a black fighting suit. The classmates said to themselves, ""hey, where is the history teacher? Don't we have an exam today?"" ""Silence"", says the teacher with a strong yet stern voice. ""Listen up, there has been a change of plans, the history exam has been canceled due to unforeseen circumstances. Instead, we will have a bow match today, and through this match we will determine which students make it to the elite academy, and which ones are sent back home. Meet me on the forest hill in the afternoon. There, we will hold our exam. Class dismissed!"" Leo can be heard whispering to himself. ""A bow match is no piece of cake, but it is much more entertaining than a boring exam."" As he makes it out of the classroom, he is stopped by one of the boys in his class. ""Why do you look so relieved? Did you forget that you can't use any of the elements, how are you supposed to hit the targets if you can't even hold the bow properly?"" Laughing as he turns away. Leo continues walking and acts like he did not listen. Our boy looks determined, and with a fire in his belly, he claims to himself. ""I swear no matter what, I will hit the target today and make it to the elite academy, and then everyone is going to witness my power.""