• Chapter 1
    The invasion

    The sky was dark with the shadowed clouds of an on coming storm approach from the west. The meadow in the center of the west woods was small and close by the small town of Dreg. The young man standing in the meadow was standing roughly 6'0 his short brown hair waved in the wind and his gray eyes were like cold steel as for his outfit was normal but with a golden hilted sword on his back the length of the sword was longer then your typical long sword and the hilt was long enough for him to easily wield the sword two handed. The young mans shirt was a typical white long sleeved shirt. His pants were black and his boots were brown.

    The young man stood for a brief moment till he heard the horn of attack followed by explosions which were close by he saw the smoke rising up in pillars followed by several more. He knew what was going on he knew this was an attack on his home.

    He ran through the words the light of fires was in the distance he ran dodging tree branches and he weaved like a true woodsman a man who new his land like the back of his hand he ran as fast as his feet would carry him. He reached the front line of the attack he saw the machines firing guns and men with unique weapons called magi guns that harnessed magic from small crystals that they forged into bullets......


    The young man drew his sword and walked forward fearless. A group of soldiers walked forward guns aimed at him the commander of this group spoke up.
    "Halt your movements! Drop your sword and surrender and you will be taken prisoner unharmed!" his voice was strong and full of command a man of obvious experience.

    The young man spoke for the first time in weeks....
    "You attack my home......you killed my mother.....forced my father to work in your labs of magic and science.... My name is Jean and I shall not throw down my sword I shall not surrender.... attack if you want for your all as good as dead." his voice was cold and harsh and his cold eyes pierced through the will of the soldiers.

    Jean rushed forward and the soldiers fired several of the shots missed hitting the ground around Jean as he rushed forward his sword grazing the ground slicing through the dirty as he swung his sword up deflecting the bullets and then he got with in reach of the soldiers the first one he sliced through the soldiers gun and spun around on his heels and slashed the second soldier across the stomach and then back flipped and landed behind a third and slash him down the back and spun his sword and pierced the soldier behind him through the shoulder and then turned and faced the commanding officer.

    Jean stared at the commanding officer his cold gaze even more frightening then before from the specks of blood on his face and the blood on his sword. He stared and met the commander’s gaze.

    Jean spoke up again.
    "Come on and try me on Commander."

    the Commanding officer took a step back and drew his gun and fired a white blast of light that was aimed at Jean's chest the gun shot sliced through the air and Jean swung his sword up and sliced through the magic bullet and its magical energy and rushed forward and swung his sword and swung his sword again this time it began to glow bright red and the third time he swung his sword a red stream of light launched at the Commander and hit him head on sending him flying back several feet.

    The small squadron was beat but several more still attacked the town invading it burning it down. Jean stared at this sight more to fight.....to many for him alone but he would not just surrender like a coward and back down at the first challenge that stood before him.

    He walked forward towards his burning town. He stood at the entrance his sword still drawn and he saw the soldier they fired their guns and Jean stabbed his sword into the ground causing the ground to bursts up creating a wall and he then drew his sword out and swung it hitting the wall of stone and shattered the wall sending the rocks at the soldiers hitting them. He walked forward and sliced down the first soldier then spun his sword and stabbed another in the leg and then punched him in the face cracking the helmet. Jean walked forward and spun in a circle hitting the last two taking them down.

    The battle raged on for several hours the sounds of explosions, gun shots and the flash of powerful spells blasted back and forth. The invasion raged on for several more moments till one battle remained.

    Jean stood in the center of the town injured and bloodied at the heart of the town. He stood before a soldier is wearing a long gray coat and black leather gloves and midnight blue pants and black boots with his well combed hair he stood before Jean with a strange gun drawn several dead bodies of townsmen and women lay dead at his feet.

    The soldier then spoke and his voice was cold and casual about all the death around him….yet he did not give the impression he enjoyed the killing at all that it seemed more like a duty to him.

    “You are the man…killing all my soldiers fighting back….our report were wrong we were told that this town had no skilled fighters that the invasion and annihilation would be easy but no you and several others gave us a good run for our money but your efforts were in vane. Now you must die but before I kill you please tell me your name swordsman.”

    Jean walked forward and spoke his name. “My name is Jean and yours.”

    The soldier nodded and started loading his gun with a red crystal and his gaze never left Jean.
    “My name is Mikhail that is all you need to know.”


    With the introductions done Mikhail with lightning movements fired his gun shooting a red blast of energy at Jean who dived to the right he could feel the heat from the attack and rushed forward

    Jean swung his sword at Mikhail’s gun arm but missed and felt Mikhail’s fist collide with his face sending him back a few steps and then took another blow to the ribs from a kick. Jean countered with a downward sword strike that Mikhail blocked with his gun and then punched Jean’s sword arm and fired again this time Jean sliced through the energy attack and came in at Mikhail who tumbled back and switched out the crystals and put a white one in and fired again this shot did not go far and solidified into a sword.

    Mikhail rushed forward and both the fighters clashed swords and started putting each other through their steps they were in a world all of their own. Jean then jumped back and his sword began to glow a bright white and did a thrust jab with his sword shooting a blast of energy that Mikhail deflected with crystal sword absorbed the attack and then threw the sword and it exploded.

    Mikhail then loaded a green crystal and fired a green beam and it hit Jean sent him flying back screaming in agony. Jean swung his sword one more time launching a yellow flash of energy that was a wave that hit Mikhail sending him flying back through the door of the building behind him.

    Jean took a step forward but fell down to his knee and coughed up blood but forced himself to stand up and walk forward. He walked for what seemed like hours and collapsed leaning against a wall and glanced up at a man standing down the street.
    to be continued