A crash practically exploded from a small building. It was hardly a building at that point. But a man still tried to raise a family there. A small boy was kicked out of it. He was practically dead. The man from inside towered over him.

"Go find something useful to do. Don't be back before 10. 'Cause I won't be here and I'll be locking the door. But you better be here by 12."

The man slammed the door on the boy as he stood up and started walking into town. You may be thinking, 'Ohh poor boy! Shouldn't someone help him?' He's stopped looking for help. His "father" Basically told everyone that he was perfect for any job. And people never stopped using him. He was so deep in thought that he didn't see the tall man that he quickly slammed into. He fell onto the ground as he was practically pushed out of the way. The man stopped and looked down at the boy. He instantly lowered his gaze. He had learned not to look into the eyes of anyone.

"Hey kid. Did you just ram into me?" The small boy stood up and bowed.

"My apologies, sir. I wasn't paying attention. Is there anything that I can do to redeem myself?" The cold stare of the man caused him to shiver.

"Duell des Schicksals." The words hung in the air. His father would beat him if he took this fight.

"I'm sorry sir, but I-" He was cut off by the man kicking him in the rib. He collapsed upon contact.

"Pathetic."

The small boy whimpered as the man walked away. It was better than a fight. He stood up and started coughing violently. He was able to catch some air after a moment. He gulped and continued down the road. He was quickly pulled into a shop where the owner needed someone to help test some of the clothes. Girl and boy clothes. And the owner had him try them on. The poor boy didn't object to the task. It took the whole day to finish. As he started walking home, he ran into someone again. He prayed that it wasn't the same guy. He glanced up at the person before looking down.

The guy was in uniformed armor, indicating that he was in the royal army. He felt everyone's eyes on him and silence greeted him as the man opened his mouth.

"Bist du mir gerade begegnet, jung? Hast du versucht mich umzuwerfen?" The small boy stood up and bowed.

"Nein Sir. Ich habe nicht aufgepasst. Entschuldigen Sie. Kann ich mich irgendwie einlösen?" The man laughed. The small boy paused before feeling his feet leave the ground. He was suddenly above the man, looking him dead in the eye. The boy drifted his eyes away.

"What's your name, kid?"

"... Blake sir..."

"Where do you come from at this time?"

"The... outfitter's sir..."

"Where were you heading to before you slammed into my foot?"

"H-home sir..."

The man placed Blake down and laughed.

"Tell you what. One v one. If you win, I'll let you go. But if I win, then you're coming with me." Blake hesitated.

"But sir..." He gulped. "Ich kann jetzt nicht kämpfen. Ich werde erst später geschlagen. Egal ob ich gewinne oder verliere. Darf ich eine andere Aufgabe haben?" The man laughed, causing Blake to look up at him.

"Nein, nein ... Es tut mir leid, Blake. Aber..." The man paused before looking at him. "That's my Eingeflößter Krieg." Blake froze. Battle to go. He took a deep breath before activating his powers. A steady glow encased him before vanishing. The man smiled. "Now that was quite powerful for a young boy like you."

Blake gulped while getting into a battle stance. He hadn't learned anything about true fighting. He never really fought back. The area was suddenly empty, probably to not hit anyone. The man pulled his sword and it started glowing. Blake eyed it as he steadied his already heavy breathing. The man slammed the sword down. Blake just barely got out of the way. He pulled some water from a nearby puddle and slapped the guy with it. The man was surprised before swinging his sword again. Blake ducked under it and sent another bast of water. It struck the man's leg and forced him to kneel. Blake then twisted the water and casted.

"Regentaube ... über Klinge!"

The attack swiftly struck the man, throwing him back. Blake hesitated before a laugh came from the man.

"Not bad. You not only dodged my attacks, but you also threw me back." He smiled. "You're the first one to do that." He went over to Blake, who was shaking. "Well... a deal's a deal. You're free to go."

"Randal!" Someone stormed over.

"Really!? You got in a fight before a meeting?!"

"Sorry Mimidri. But I was following code. 'You must perform your Eingeflößter Krieg when the time has come.' That's what I was doing." Mimidri's eyes drifted down to Blake. Fear kicked in as she scoffed.

"He's just a kid!"

"He won." She stopped and studied Blake. He shuddered as she spoke.

"What's your name, kid?"

"Blake, ma'am." He stated with a bow. He heard a soft chuckle.

"You certainly have manners. Off you go. Come on, Randal. We have a meeting to attend to." Blake watched as the two warriors walked away. He sighed as he turned off his powers and ran home. And as predicted, his dad was furious with his actions and the belt came out.

Later that night, there was a soft knock on the door. Blake went over to it and opened it. His dad was practically dead in his room. The lady from next door stood there with a basket of his mail. He couldn't get anything during the day cause his dad would just take it and hide it. He thanked her and took it. He glanced through it. Several were from his family in another kingdom. There was one from the royal army. Mimidri. He gulped. It was a package instead of a letter. He handed the kind lady her basket and closed the door. He sat down on the couch and opened the package. It had some bandages and some food. It wasn't much for some people, but for him it was almost like getting a unicorn. He smiled and looked through the letters before going into his room. It was more like a closet, but he was grateful for it. He sat down on the bed that someone had made for him since his dad wanted him to get a good sleep and no soreness. He pulled out a chest from underneath it and put the mail in it. He pushed it back under and laid down, hoping for a peaceful day tomorrow.

I hope you guys enjoyed that. If you have any questions, contact me or Eiryn (Primarily her). Bye guys!