Six Warriors

Common Boy - (Jack)

The young man was on a small pile of stone, facing his enemy. His sweaty forehead gleamed in the blazing sunlight. The wounds to the face and body proved the rage of battle. Behind him were his companions, wounded by the fight. Only he and his opponent were standing, all the other fighters were on the ground, wounded. Behind the villain was the beautiful maiden of his dreams, awaiting the help of her hero.

"Give it up, Jack!" Shouted the villain, laughing. He was a boy older than Jack. His long black hair also gleamed in the harsh light, and his yellow eyes emitted a sinister gleam. From his robes he looked like a mighty evil wizard, despite his young age. "Look at your friends. All to the ground. Do you think you will do better?"

"Me? No! You have to give up, Trukk!" Jack replied confidently. "I will destroy you!"

"That's what we'll see" laughed the mage. Jack came down from his slipping mound, reaching the ground and ran towards Trukk. "Ohnos Mu é Ossi" the villain roared magic words, while bursts of red light shot out of his hands, which showed the strength of a powerful sorcerer. Jack dodged many of the attacks, but he was still hit. Trukk laughed because Jack was now on the ground. He stood up, and the sorcerer repeated the words, making the magic shots come out of his hands again. Jack didn't move, every shot hit him, raising a curtain of dust around him, then Trukk laughed.

"Jack, no!" Shouted the maiden.

Trukk laughed, however, he stopped shortly thereafter. Jack was intact, stronger than ever, his whole body burning with flames.

"B… but… but what's going on?!" Trukk shouted incredulously.

His companions (who could only observe because they were wounded) were also impressed. All the fire came together at one point, the right fist. With a shove to the ground, Jack came like a comet to Trukk, who had no time to react.

"Fist of the Most Powerful and Cool Fire Hero!" Jack shouted. The blow hit Trukk in the bust. With the force of the blow, the enemy was thrown away, the flames spread through the body, causing the magician to be defeated. Exhausted, Jack fell to the ground, panting.

All of his companions addressed him, congratulating him and the like. Cheerful, they cheered. Suddenly, several people were there glorifying him. A girl fan club called him handsome and wanted him for themselves. Kings congratulated him, giving him the highest honors a warrior would want, troubadours wrote of his deeds, bards sang them. His dream maiden, who had been saved by him, approached.

"My hero" she spoke to him, in a voice in an almost musical rhythm.

"Hello, beautiful lady," Jack said, trying to sound gallant.

"Thank you... for saving me."

"It would be a sin to leave such a beautiful maiden in the arms of such a vile sorcerer."

The girl blushed at the words of the young warrior.

"Let me thank you then, noble hero." She approached him, her face flushed, she was going to kiss him. She came closer and closer, in a slow and seductive rhythm, her lips coming towards him. There was a small alarm noise in the background. At first Jack ignored it. However, the sound gradually grew, until it became a huge infernal hum. The people who had been greeting Jack were now distorted, including the maiden and her friends. He felt a thud and suddenly saw something else. He found himself lying on the floor at the foot of a bed. Only when he saw himself in the mirror, Jack came back to reality. He was a fat fifteen-year-old boy with Buzz Cut hair, vivid eyes, round face... it was just... to him that wasn't what a hero looked like or anything like that.

"Well... what a dream!" he thought to himself "I think I have to stop watching and playing so much".