Chapter 2: 14 years later

Morning came and it was the same as any other morning. Birds were chirping by the window of the school. Inside, a teacher was setting up for the first day of school. The teacher's name was Martha Shores. She was a rather tall woman with curly black hair and green eyes. What she had on was a nice white and red skirt. In the classroom with her, sitting in a chair near the window looking out on all the new students lining up to get their schedules for their new school year, was her 14 year old son Owen. Owen was shorter than his mother. He had blonde hair and green eyes. As Martha was getting things ready, she noticed that her son wasn't looking too happy.

"You okay sweetie? You dont look that excited for your first day of high school," Martha said.

"I am not going to know anyone..." Owen said as he looked out the window on the many people in lines.

"Well, everyone is new to this school. You can always meet new friends," his mother said.

"I guess...you said that my dad had a lot of friends, right?" Said Owen.

His mother smiled. "Of course he did, Owen. He always had a way to have people like him," Martha said.

"Well then, I will be just like him then," Owen said with a smile on his face.

It was 14 years since the day they left. Martha used to live with her husband in a small town called Py. In the tongue of the ancients, it means fire. It was small but it had incredibly powerful elite fighters. Unlike other towns close to it, this town had three of the most powerful fighters in the small towns of the mainlands. Blades call these very strong fighters elites. Elites; however, were usually contained within the main cities. Elites would always follow orders that the elder of each city would bestow upon them. One of these elites in Py was Owen's father. He made it his duty to protect anyone who would come into harms way.

Owen knows nothing of who his father was. Martha thought it would be best for him not to know. She wanted to protect him from what happened those many years ago.

To protect him from everything she is trying so hard to forget.