Chapter 16 - Together we fight

*Flashback*

The roaring of the crowd rumbles in my ears making them tingle as a result. Civiles surround us and gush their hearts out in support. They are a lot more helpful that I could ever be. I'm more of an insignificant shadow and really I don't need to do anything my guardians have this completely under control. As long as they will be here I will be completely safe.

I chew on the inside my cheek as I see the arrows running through and fro' setting up for Battle. One is carrying so much I laugh aloud when he trips over a tiny rock he couldn't see as his view was obstructed. Not surprisingly this earns me a bad look from siad arrow and I kneel before him to hepl pick up the fallen pieces.

"You will be fine Klaus, just slow down."

"Slowing down isn't an option Fenyang, you take serious matters to carelessly. Zyron is approaching rapidly and the Kingdom's people are scattered around chanting for victory - we mustn't disappoint them." He says back worriedly speeding up to get back to moving with all these pieces.

I shake my head raising myself back up as I hand over the last piece as to vocally express my disagreement. The Kingdom has a good army - the arrows, and I trust they will lead us in victory once agian.

"Son", sounds a sweet familiair voice at an angle away from me with steps that sounds more like gently taps. I turn to face the figure that is none other than my mother and smile. Meanwhile Klaus has already left the scene and got back to work. She caresses my cheeck gently, which makes me close my eyes to enjoy her gentle gaze.

"You will be joining us on the battle grounds today and that's final, your Father has decided" she gives me a look which speaks a thousand words. I'm perfectly aware that if Father decides something it's not negotiable, as hard as I try to change his mind everytime. I lump my shoulders in defeat and walk besides Mother towards the room in which my armory resides in.

I have been to training before but never took it seriously, and now I'm thrown into the real thing. I suppose you can only learn so much from a simulation anyways, but it still feels odd to think that I will be following them all to fight against the enemy on behalf of the Kingdom.

The tingling of steel feels foreign to me as I am still questing my actions. Possibly soon my vision will become blurry and I shall be woken up by my dear Mother in her soft voice. But as time goes on I realise that none of this is a dream and that things are about to get rough really quickly.

I thank the side of me that is witty and impulsive as I skilfully defend myself from the beginning minor attacks from the enemy. It's like my body is dancing along a rehearsed choreography and the mare grunting and sounding of weapons are the rhythm being it's tuned to. If it is wasn't for my instincts I would sitting away by the recovery area, getting stiched up by Kenzo instead.

The adrenaline pumping through my body is nothing like what I feel in training simulations where my body is hardly tricked into defending itself. No wonder I avoid it like plague although it's nowhere as bad as theory. Despite the long hours my guardians have spent teaching to me and I'm quite sure nothing as acctually made it's way in my long term memory.

Then something extremely bad happens.

Prior to this moment I had only heard from external sources that traumatic events are experienced in slow motion, now I was the one to experience it. I could see the vast amounts of blood gushing out of Mother's frail state as though it was a frame by frame recreation of it. Due to the high levels of dust and fire explosives up in the air I feel like scene looks a lot worse that it actually is. For some reason then the enemy stops responding to attacks and not long after they are retreating at a slow pace.

"Mother! Father!", I look around myself just to see everyone but my guardians, a strange lump on the ground and making two fists with my hands I flee the scene.

The next distinct noise I hear aftwards outside the people's screaming is a knock aty door. Klaus makes his way in with his head low holding his helmet to his chest. I feel a stinging pain about my eyes and procede to muffle my resounding agony with my pillow which quickly becomes wet due to the great amounts of liquids coming out of my face.

I dare not to check to see if Klaus is still there, I dare not see the light if day for a short time after that. As much as I expected my guardians to just come back they never did, and all I'm left with is emptyness and new duties.

With frustration I scatter through my head wondering how I could be so naive. I wonder how I could have lost sight of them while I was staring at them just before they disappeared. I wonder why I have never taken anything seriously. But I suppose it was bound to happen, they are mortal beings after all and I would have been heir to the throne regardless. It just hurts so much it had to be this early.

"We will have to officially crown you King, Master..." he speaks at a low volume to seem more approachable. This is the first time he has called me Master and I have a feeling it won't be the last time either.

"I'm aware... Unfortunately I am...".

Whispers of wind are heard from outside filling up the silent state we currently are in. Though not living they seem a lot more lively and happy than I've been in quite some time now. And as I listen closely I envy them with every fiber of my body.