Sunny Storm: Chapter 5

Hello everyone! I hope we all had a great Thanksgiving with family, friends, or whoever you celebrate it with. Sorry for being late on the update. I got sick right after my Thanksgiving break was over. That means I had six days off, including weekends (hahaha)! In the story, Kyle and Rashad will return to the church with the herbs for Father Luke. What is this lead to next? Is Kyle get any closer to knowing what a spell-blade it? Find out in Sunny Storm: Chapter 5!

Sunny Storm

~Chapter 5~

 

                        Rashad and I walked up the stairs of the abandoned church with herb to heal Father Luke. It hurt to walk up steps because of my back. The soreness and pressure radiated down my entire spine and lower shoulders. I hope that there would be no more chimeras for a long time. The nun was still by the old priest’s bed sit. He continued to cough harshly from his illness. Rashad gave her the herbs and she examined them. A sudden smile came on her face as she said, “Congratulations future spell-blade. You passed.” Rashad and I looked at each other in confusion.

            “Yes. Congratulations on passing your first test.” Father Luke said. He stopped coughing and did not look so pale, anymore.

            “Were you faking your sickness this entire time, Father Luke?” Rashad asked.

            “Yes, but for good reason. I like said before, this was a test.” The elder priest answered. “Not everyone can become a spell-blade. They must pass several different trails to prove their worth, and gain the power that they rightfully deserve.”

            “Then you know what a spell-blade is, right?” I asked. This actually turned out better than I expected. This was finally what I waited for. Master Magenta would be proud of me if he was alive, today. Though, maybe he was proud of even in the afterlife.

            "Yes we do. A spell-blade uses magic to to their weapons. Most spell-blades use swords, which the name original came from. There might be mages, sages, necromancers, and other people that know magic, but spell-blades were special. They could use magic just with their sword, alone. Although, they were completely different as well." Father Luke started to explain. "You can not use magic without the sword. You can make the blade of the sword catch on fire, but you need a sword. There use to be dozens of spells blades many years ago. Though, some spell-blades started taking advantage of their powers. In the end, only one to few can have that title these days. It is my job with many other people in the world to test a person to see if they are worthy of being a spell-blade. Now, it is time to gain your first spell." 

            The elder priest reached under his pillow and took a book from under it. He took a page out that looked a lot older and different from all the other pages in the book. The handed it to the nun, who then walked up to me and asked, "Kyle? Do you promise to use the spell of Healing to heal those who are ill, and save the wounded who are dying? If you answer yes, than we, Keepers of the Healing Spell, bestow upon you this spell."

            "Yes. I will take this responsibility as a spell-blade." I answered. The nun than handed me the page. I looked at it. The page was very old, and the writing was hard to read. It was not even in English. Though, that suddenly changed as I felt a powerful rush in my head. It was like all the writing on the page made sense, and it was sending all this information into my brain at once. It got too unbearable, and I eventually feel to the ground. I dropped the page and held my head in pain. The nun and Rashad knelled over me.

            "Kyle! Are you okay?" The priest asked.

            "Yeah...My head just hurts so much..." I answered in pain.

            "It always hurts the first time you remember a spell. Do not worry. All the spell-blades go through that their first time. It gets easier after awhile. That is why we made you grab the herbs. They help heal headaches." Father Luke said.

            "I use them in tea. I will go make you some right now." The nun said.

            "Allow me to assist you." Rashad said. The two walked downstairs. I continued to sit on the ground. I held my head in pain. I wished my master had told me this would be painful the first time. That must be what he meant by, "You live and learn through life's everyday experiences". The only problem this was not part of life's everyday experiences.

Sunny Storm: Chapter Four

Last time in Sunny Storm, Kyle and Rashad go back to the forest for the herb to help the high priest. Though, a fearful creature lies in the forest. What will happen to them? Read and find out in this lastest chapter!

Sunny Storm

~Chapter 4~

            Rashad and I made our way back to the forest. It seems like I was getting nowhere at this point, but maybe I will find what I am looking for after helping the high priest. As we walked into the forest, Rashad said, “We may be going up against a powerful creature, Kyle. I hope your swordsmen skills are not in need of practice.”

            “To be honest, I never used a sword before,” I replied. Rashad stopped after hearing that.

            “You mean…you do not know how to use a sword?” He asked.

            “I never even touched one until my master gave me one, before he died.” I answered.

            “Then how do you intend to fight this creature?! You could get yourselves killed!” Rashad warned.

            “I won’t know until I try, right?” I replied. “Besides, do you even know what the type of herb we are looking for?”

            “If my memory serves me correctly, there is an herb that has great effects on colds. It grows in a forest like this, but under dark climates with barely any sunlight.” The priest answers. “That might be where this creature is.” We continued walked deeper into the forest. I started to feel excited and fear. I never fought a creature before, and Rashad was right. I never even used a sword before. There was a possible chance that I could be putting my life at stake. Though, I had to at least try. This so called creature could have just been a wild dog or boar. How bad could this so-called “creature” be, anyways? Suddenly, a loud roar made use stop in our tracks. Birds flee away quickly from the area.

A shadowy figure stepped in front. It stood twice as tall as us. It had the head of a dragon and a lion sharing the same body. The tail was a snake with venom dripping from its fangs.

“A chimera? How is it possible for a creature like this to be out here?” Rashad asked in surprised.

“What’s a chimera?” I asked.

“It is a creature that was part of an experiment of science and alchemy. It is when you combine two or more creatures to make a new one. Chimeras are rare and some are known to be highly dangerous.” Rashad explained. The lion head roared as the dragon spewed fire from its mouth. Rashad and I quickly got out of the way.

“You gather the herb, Rashad! I will distract him!” I called out to him. He nodded, and ran past the chimera. The two headed creature was about to turn around and chase after him, but I stabbed my sword in to one of its paw. The two heads roared in pain and smacked me with its opposite front paw. I was sent flying in to a nearby tree, and my back slammed against its trunk. The wind was completely knocked out of me, but I had to keep going. I slowly got up as I saw Rashad hurry to gather the herbs from their roots The chimera was slowly turning towards his direction, again. I ran to another tree that stood above the chimera.

I climbed the tree quickly as I yelled out to my priest friend, “Rashad! Grab my sword and toss it to me.” He quickly turned to see the chimera run towards him. The dragon head breathed fire from its mouth, but he quickly ran in front of the creature before getting hurt. He quickly pulled the blade from the creature’s paw, and tossed it to me. I caught it and jumped down on the creature. I climbed on to the dragon’s head, and stabbed my sword in to its eyes. The dragon cried out in pain, and rose up on to its hind legs. I almost fell off, but I held on tightly to one of its scales on its head. I stabbed my sword into its other eye. It cried out in louder pain and threw me off while it shook his head in a wild manner. My body fell harshly to the ground. Rashad and I looked up to see what the chimera would do next.

The dragon’s head still cried in pain, and was in a fit of rage. In his angry and painful state, the dragon’s head breathe fire on to the lion’s head. The lion’s head fell limp. Smoke rised from it blackened head that had been burnt from a direct fire. That was one less problem to worry about. I ran towards the chimera and plunged my sword in the dragon’s neck. He cried out one last time before the body tipped over. Blood streamed from its neck as I removed my sword. I chopped of the snake that acted as a tail. It was attached to a large body, and would die anyways from lack of food. It died in a matter of seconds. I breathed heavily as I felt a sudden pain rush up my back. I fell to my knees, but Rashad helped me keep standing.

“Did you get the herb?” I asked. He nodded and showed me the dark green herb in his hand.