Chapter 1 - "Families before him"

Chapter 1 - "Families before him"

A Chapter by Joey Bost
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First Chapter

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Chapter 1 - "Families before him"

Year - 1863 "Civil war"

The cannons roared with flames bursting across the feild, smashing into the side of the enemys mountains. Weapons and soilders wear slime every time
triggers are pulled. People scream for help as medics run across the feild to help. A soilder by the name of james is a cammander who knows the war
will not be winning for the north which is what he is fighting for. A man in a black hooded jacket carrying a axe looks out onton the feild, his 
name is courax.
"We cannot win this, we will lose to much men on the feild", James shouts across to his second hand man.
"We must, this is the final frontier" he replies. courax look across the feild still unnoticed by anyone. He leaped off the tree and onto the ground.
He started walking onto the feild and pass two northern soilders. He reached onto his back and grabbed a battle axe with names carved onto the
handel. He sprinted into the gun fire and smokey areas almost unable to be seen. He pulled out a stick that realsed white and gray smoke. No one
could see anything but could hear the southern soilders fall and yell. Once the smoke cleared he stood alone with the captain, Axe next to his 
throat. 
"You know what you did, who was killed, you kept at it when they had nothing to do with it and did not try stopping your army", couraxe said with
a grim face.
"Yea and how did you know, whats so dear to you about that" he said smiling.
"You killed my daughter, my son had broken his limbs...Think about your family like that"Courax put the blade closer.
"You are nothing but skum, you deserve to die", He leaned a bit back.
"I not kill you from vengeance but for the safety of others, this is war that was declared and im here for the good ones" He pulled his arm back
then swung. 
The commander fell to his knees bleeding from the throat, he grinned a little then fell. Courax turned and walked back into the northern army.
He spoke nothing to any of the soliders and walked all the way home or what was left of it. He entered his house where his son lay sleeping in his bed.
"If this not beat those who are corrupt and evil that rule the earth then in your time here I pray you rip them from this planet, Dont kill those who
 dont want to kill or are not the corrupt, Kill only one man and may that man be the evil ruler", he kissed the boys head then pulled him from the
bed and carried him out to the lake, wrapped him in cloth then layed him on a wooden palet. 
"They know too much, I can only save you this way and I pray you save others that cannot fight", he started to shed a tear.
"Even those who are the toughest will one day break", he pushed the palet down the river, he could hear the southern marching.
He stood with axe in hand.
"Ill fight for the good until I die, and ill never stop", And that was what he did, he killed more then he wished his son to. This is where you need
to know who the son is, his name is chris and he will become the Warrior of Peace.

20 years later...

Chris sat in his house alone with the walls cracking and making noises. A knocked erupted from the door, he got up and moved to open it. A man 
wearing full military clothing was standing there with a black hoodie, axe, and a letter in hand. 
"What is this?" He asked the soilder.
"Your father's stuff form 20 years ago, he died and we foud this", the man tryed to explain. Chris read the note with the following context.
"Chris, you must only take this stuff when you know your ready and know who is good and those who are bad, You must not hurt those good or
you to will become weak", Chris put the letter down and grabbed the suit and axe. He put the suit and put it on, it had fit perfect.
The axe had the names: Chris and sarah. Chris looked up and the soilder was gone. He started remebering things and seeing things. These things 
were memories, he heared a voice that spoke "Corruption has appered again, go fourth and end the evil, this evil is the goverment". He pulled 
up his hood and walked out side of the house.


© 2016 Joey Bost


Author's Note

Joey Bost
Please ignore any problems which we a fixing once done with book.

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