Category : Stories

Sub Category : Fantasy

once in England in the medieval times. There was a boy who went bye the name of Alex. His father had died not to long ago. Alex’s father was a blacksmith which was good, when a war was about to happen. Everyone needed weapons at that so he was very busy. one on his father’s way home someone wanted to buy thein his cart.the man wanted the ax for the lumber but his father wouldn’t let him have this ax.the ax was very important to the family.it had been handed down for many generations. his father had it his grandfather had it and he didn’t want to let it go. the man became angry took the ax and smashed it into his back head! Then he fell to the ground with blood leaking out of his head when he was found max lock himself in his room for three weeks.finally he came out.when he came out there was a mess  his mother was sleeping on the old rugged couch. with beer and wine bottles everywhere. he cleaned everything up. when she awoke she was furious. Alex had no idea why. she yelled at him for all the thing that she couldn’t do.Alex ad had enough. While his mother was asleep, he took his father’s horse and he took off. faster than a cheetah after a gazel. He rode for hours he ran into this strange man with a scar across his face. with a horse in the side of the was a burnt sign that looked like a roman olympian crown with a knife and an arrow as an X. that's when on the back of his horse he saw an ax. His father’s ax! Alex had to get it back. He just did know how to do it. he had to figure it out and quick!that’s when it came to him. that's when he ask where did you get that ax? he didn’t say anything and then he said “it was given to me by a very nice man.” Alex laughed. the man asked why was he laughing. Alex took a deep breath and said “ i heard a different version or story”. Alex continued “ you got that from a blacksmith on his way home you asked for it but he wouldn’t sell it to you so you took the ax and killed him one strike to the head he fell to his knees and you took off with the ax, and and that man that you killed that day was my father! You killed my father!” Alex was starting to get mad like he was when he heard the news! the was now frightened. He was backing away from his belonging. Alex went for the punch man dodged it. Alex kept punching and kicking. the man was on the ground to weak to move any more Alex still didn’t stop he wanted that man dead.As he punched the man he realized that if this man died than he would be just as bad as him he didn’t want to be a terrible man just like the demon standing in front of him. alex said to him “ you will pay for this one day but i won’t be the one making you pay. someone else will. someone who is better than all of us. I’m not going to kill you because then I will be like you.” then the man got up. barely ran to the ax and gave it to him then ran into the woods. he left all of his things. to Alex it looked like the purposely left it for him to eat! as he looked threw the the man’s things he found tons of things that would be useful. there was lamb skins lamb meat and alex alone wonder what awaits him in his future journey