Episode One: The Two Brothers

i have decided to make it into episodes rather than chapters, to convey a much grander scale of interpretation.

Episode One: The Two Brothers

Terron looked up at his old teachers grave. for the past Ten years the man had taught him the ways of the blade. Terron could still see the mans patient face, with his groomed white mustache, and his crowning bald head, with the puffy white fluffs of hair sticking out of the sides like koala ears.

"I know his death was a surprise for you my son." Said Maximilien as he walked up behind Terron, who sat crouched at Gyebaeks' grave. Maximilien then turned to face the setting sun,

"You know... when we first met, back before you lost your memories... I stood on a hillside with you like this. you were grief stricken by the death of your parents." He said in a caring demeanor. The boys long hair held back in a band blew in the wind, it was as coal black as his eyes. His long black coat covered a white button up cotton shirt, which breathed like he wore nothing, and the shoes upon his feet were of the finest quality Rhino skin, he wore the attire of a modern day prince, for he lived in the great castle Robespierre, named after Maximilien's family tree. Which was also known as the home of the ruling Fuhrer of Minoa.

"Yes, you have told me this before...But this is different, I can actually feel the pain now." Replied Terron with sunken eyes, and a busied heart.

Maximilien walked over to Terron, his finest military uniform. A Royal blue uniform littered with neatly organized metals and awards, his sabre blade neatly tucked away in its cover, the golden hilt shined in the dim sunset light. His brushed back canary yellow hair Amplified the coloring of his Baby Blue eyes.

"Terron, I know you were attached to him, But he was a betrayer of our people.And as Fuhrer of Minoa it is my solemn duty to protect my people and my military." Replied Maximilien proudly.

"Even if it was from me?" asked Terron in a serious manner. As he asked, Maximilien let out a deep exhale of breath.

"Yes my son... Even if was you, or Judas for that matter. Speaking of Judas, have you seen him anywhere?" Asked Maximilien looking around for him.

Terron then stood up, he dusted the dirt off of his Jacket, and looked around, his eyes seemed smaller and narrower than that of his Step-father, and brother. But he could see better than they had ever wished.

"He's probably out in the forest being a child again." Answered Terron looking to a tree which shook violently in the distance, he knew his brother was there, climbing the branches like an ignorant youth.

"You know. It amazes me when i see how grown up you are compared to your brother, five year separation, yet you act like the twenty-one year old, and he the seventeen.MY LORD FUHRER!" Said First Lieutenant Obilic ending on a salute.

"As you were Milos." Ordered Maximilien calmly.

Terron trusted the first lieutenant with his own life, as did the Fuhrer. Milos Obilic was an expert in assassination and long ranged attacks with a crossbow he always carried with him. At his side was his Blade, a Damascus Blade, Damascus was rumored to be able to cut through lesser blades, and even pierce the armor of a tank.

"Milos, how have you been? how are things on the front lines?" Asked the Fuhrer smileing, as Terron slowly creeped away he heard the Lieutenant say,

"Quiet as always, but i have herd rumors of an Angkor Wat rebel group... I believe they know why we have started this war."

Terron walked away, he cared nothing for the war that was "ended" but in truth it raged on silently, the Fuhrer had special ops created called "Blayders" it was Judas's dream to become a Blayder and help his father dominate the world. But he was so unfocused, Maximilien wouldn't even allow him to take Blade classes, instead, Terron would teach him privately on there weekends when they had nothing to do.

"BOO!" Shouted Judas jumping out of a tree at Terron, but instead of a jumping scared little brother like he had expected, he got a stone hard fist in his face. 

"You will never learn will you brother?" Asked Terron snickering. His older brother rose to his feet, his short spiky hair was dark brown like his deceased mothers, but his skin was just as pale white as his fathers. He wore a sleeveless leather jacket with a fluffy white collar, the fur of the collar was that of a rare white lions, his brothers loose leather pants and solid black cowskin boots completed what Terron saw as a ridicules outfit.

"Whats the fun in learning if father will never let me take it out to the field?" Answered Judas in a question.

Terron ignored the question and kept walking. He thought of his upcoming "Blade Day" the day were he would mold and hammer his own sword.

"So are you excited about your big day little Bro?" asked Judas smirking.

Terron again ignored the question and looked at Judas's hands, he wore Metal claw gauntlets  which were like gloves, but made of metal and one covered his entire arm, the other was just his hand, on the tips of each were sharp thick claws.

"Why did you make The Gauntlets? Instead of a blade? Or a bow?" Asked Terron. Judas then sat down on a large boulder, it was now dark, and the moonlight gleamed on the shiny metal hands.

"I really don't know how to explain it. At the Smelting machine, it just came to me... We are lucky to have the Damascus metal normally only used by high up ranking military guys. Any ideas on what you are going to do with yours?" His brother asked. Terron shook his head and looked down at his rhino skinned boots.

the two brothers stood there, looking out at the Blue moon, they could see it greatly through the trees, the sounds of summer night animals filled their ears, cicadas, owls, and even wolves in the distant wilderness... Terron's heart was filled excitement and frustration, sadness, and anger... he didn't fully know how he would express his feelings in the coming days...but he knew that this blade would change his life forever.

 

Author's Note

Next Episode!
Episode Two:Burnt Metal
hope yall will c it!

Reviews

[Onyx_Rayne]

This has the makings to become an epic tale!

I absolutely love the imagery.... and the dialogue is fantastic.
Your attention to detail is fantastic. It creates a picture
in the readers mind, giving us the perfect visual of the
words unfolding in front of our eyes.

Aside from a couple of spelling errors, the write is grammatically correct
(which is important). I'd suggest a teeny bit of editing for the spelling.
Then this will be a perfect start.

I look forward to hearing more about Terron.

Superb writing :)

[Senseless whatever]

Great imagery and story. I like the relationships and character development throughout this piece.
One part needs a redo, got confusing just a typo.
"You know. It amazes me when i see how grown up you are compared to your brother, five year separation, yet you act like the twenty-one year old, and he the seventeen.MY LORD FUHRER!" Said First Lieutenant Obilic ending on a salute.
"As you were Milos." Ordered Maximilien calmly.
Easy fix.

[Cristal Bridges]

I agree with Onyx_Rayne! I think this has the makings of a epic tale. It could go in so many ways and that's why I love the imagination! You can never stop dreaming up so many different things. I think this is going to be a really excited tale of adventure, heroics, and bloody violence. What a story this is turning out to be!

[ShaneBerry]

yes, an interesting fact, if you look up any name in this book series, from the characters name, to the name of the region. you will find that they were all real ppl and places...except for Terron he is made up lol

[Jack Inthebox]

One I love the concept of "Episodes," two this is an excellent tale, I can tell that you have a personal interest in the story. I read this twice and slowly like I do with Joyce and Kafka where each thing is vivid and necessary for the picture of the world to be opened and understood by the reader. Mazel Tov!

[Undying Glory]

yep,this is great work, kudos on that man. however, yeah, there are some spelling errors (actually they're not really errors, it's just that some letters are capital letters when they shouldn't be). they don't hurt the story anyway, and i'm really intrigued. nice job.
P.S. Note that Adolf Hitler was called the Fuhrer because he had practically unlimited ruling powers. (He was German Chancellor in the 1930s. When the President then, Peter von Hindenburg, passed away, Hitler took over the job of President as well as German Chancellor.). So does your Fuhrer in the story have unlimited powers too?

[Brandon]

this was fantastic but 1 pointer try to keep it long not wide please and thank you


1,000,000,000/1000

[Nova]

Great start. It reeled me in. Can't wait for the next episode.

[Anthony M Smith Jr]

Good story. Easy to follow and understand.
Life and Light!
TT-TTO-NI-K
Elk

[the-One-with-the-Darkne..]

good job