The birth of a Hero part 22

They looked at each other intently as they circled one another. Hayden flew towards Dane with a flying fist, but only ended up on the floor because of Dane’s temporary strength that came with his red skin. The down side to Dane’s red skin was that he became slow and Hayden knew to take advantage of that fact. He swooped down and picked up Dane with his claw, then threw him toward the ground. Dane’s skin started to turn black and his reaction speed greatly increased. When he hit the ground his black skin shattered to reveal its true colour of navy blue.

Hayden could see that Dane was getting to grasp with his powers, so he decided to fight properly. He flew high up into the sky, hid in front of the sun and pulled out his bow and arrows. A non-stop stream of arrows pelted the ground below. In his blue form Dane he dodged the arrows with ease to the point of mockery towards Hayden. Hayden shoot a few arrows upwards them made a dive for Dane. Dane rolled out of Hayden’s way only to end up getting pinned down by an arrow.

The birth of a Hero part 21

Dane walked out of the huge ditch that he created; he whispered to himself “What just happened to me?” in his confused state he ran back to the squire’s quarters pushing all of the trees that stood in his way out of the ground. When he got to the squire’s quarters he shouted “HAYDEN!!!”

Hayden jumped out of one of the upstairs windows. Big bright golden wings shot from his back and he descended to the ground slowly. “Dane” Hayden said in an annoyed voice, “What do you want?”

Dane gave him a blank look and said “I wanted to ask you if you wanted to do a little training with me?”

“Okay, what did you have in mind?”

“Let’s have a fight.”

“Lead the way.” Hayden gestured with his left arm.

Dane took Hayden into a deep part of the forest, somewhere, where there was a huge clearing. “This is where we will fight.” Dane announced.

The birth of a Hero part 20


His limbs broke out into big red patches of bruises, his legs gave way underneath him so he was laying on his back. Sir Peter stood over him and said “That’s enough for t’day come back t’morrow and we will work on strength, speed and accuracy training.”

After lying on the floor for a while he managed to pull himself up to a slow crawl. The princesses picked him up the rest of the way and helped him to his room on the top floor in the squire’s quarters.

Dane sat in a corner in the living area meditating, his skin flashed from a deep black colour then back to normal then back to the deep black colour. Suddenly his eyes opened wide and he ran out towards the field. With his  black skin he ran up a tree with ease. He swung through the trees effortlessly, a flash of bright light blinded him in mid-swing and his body started to change colour. A dark red at first, then it change to a bright red. When his hand reached the next branch it snapped in two and he fell to the ground only to create a huge crater.

The birth of a Hero Part 19


Sir Peter walked up and down the training room rubbing his chin with his hand. “Okay Bahra, I’ll tell you what we are going t’ do.” He said in a sure voice, “we will do condition training. Princess Teila will you call your sisters to come join us?” Teila ran out the room and came back a few moments later with her sisters.

“Girls” Sir Peter began, “I want each of you t’ pick up a practice sword from the floor and attack Bahra on one of his limbs. So each of you, will have a limb to attack.”

Bahra’s face turned red with worry, “why…w…w…whhhhhhhhhhhhy is this necessary?”

“Like I said earlier. Condition training.” Sir Peter said with a straight face. Bahra stood like he was riding a horse with his arms outstretched, the Princesses on the other-hand held practice swords in there hands like a baseball bat read to be swung.

The Princesses beat up Bahra until his arms and leg shook uncontrollably. The word STOP was held back by Bahra because he knew that he needed to get other his pain threshold, to become the hero that he is destined to be.

The birth of a Hero part 18



Sir Peter hung long thick ropes on the ceiling and wrapped weighted bandages around Bahra’s arms. “First thing I want you t’do” Sir Peter said in a soft voice “is t’ stand on your left foot with both of your hand and your right foot tied behind your back, but I want you to stand on the top of this ladder.” Bahra’s mouth dropped and his eye opened wide as he looked the ladder up and down “Wah… how am I! Going to do that?” Sir Peter looked at him, smiled and said “I’ll be back in half an hour.”

Princess Teila tied Bahra’s limbs together when he got to the top of the ladder. Bahra managed a good five minutes before he tipped and fell to his left. He pried he hand free to stop him from damaging himself. He picked himself up and tried, tried and tried again until he could stand on the ladder for thirty minutes.

Sir Peter watched in secret as Bahra trained with Princess Teila. The smile on his began to broaden as Bahra started to get the hand of balancing. He entered the room once Bahra had mastered balancing on a ladder. “Very good, young prince.” He said with a clap of his hands “Now it’s time for the next part of your training.”

The murder weapon collection 1: Third weapon

The ground was damp from all of the rain water from the night before. The huge dark trees looked like slimy green silhouettes in the black backdrop of the night sky.  I know that slavery is supposed to be dead, but when my master let me go I was like a dog off the leach.

I dashed through the dark trees and the hand-like branches that tried supress me to a halt. Flashes of light in the distance made the hairs on my back stand on edge.

The sound of someone’s slow hoarse breathing and the pounding of their feet reverberated through the dark forest. The light from the flashlights blinded my vision and I collided with him with a snap of my back.

We both fell over into the damp muddy floor below us. My master was close on my tail but the pressure of the man lying on top of me was too much for me to wiggle myself free.

When my master finally caught up with me he rolled over the man, pulled me free and took me home, where I never left again.

The birth of a Hero part 17


Weeks had passed since Bahra fought with sir peter, his leg had now fully healed and he was about to start his sword training. The excitement was too much for him to handle. Princess Teila was waiting for him at the castle grounds at the start of his training. Bahra walked in with his two swords on his back and the sword from Sir Peter at his waist. Sir Peter was sitting on a chair in the training room when Bahra walked in Princess Teila.

 Sir Peter stood up “So prince Bahra, today I’m going to take you through some training. The first thing that you need to know is that you do not need your swords.”

Prince Bahra gave his swords to Princess Teila. “So todays’ training is all about balance.” Sir Peter said.

The murder weapon collection 1: second weapon

It was a mid-summers day in England, so the sky was a dark grey colour and the clouds were weeping uncontrollably. A tall fair headed man walked into the supermarket; from the moment that my eyes fell upon him my belly sank. Finally he approached me and filled me with all the stuff that I wanted to hear.

We left the supermarket hand in hand; he made me feel like a real man. When we got to his house he told me that he had no interest in me and left me feeling empty. This did not deter my determination to get my man.

Later that day he decided to take a trip somewhere without me. When he came back a woman with long blond hair that flowed all the way down her back was right behind him. The woman gave me a look that was red with fury.

As I sat downstairs waiting for the pair to finish whatever they was doing. I started hearing noises like leather cracking across skin and screems that were heavily muffled. The blond haired woman came downstairs wearing a short leather dress and a whip in her hand. She took me by the hand and we headed back upstairs.

While we were in the bedroom she made me smother the fair headed man with kisses until he could not kiss no more. Kissing him was the best moment of my life but also the worse because after a while he was rejecting me.

It was like a whirlwind the woman picked me up and ran out of the house. She got in her car and drove like a mad-woman possessed all the way to her house. When she got home she when straight to the back garden, picked up a pile of dead branches, she then put me and the branches in a steel drum and set it a light.

That’s the end of my story can you work out what I was. All will be revealed on Sunday the 6th November

The murder weapon collection 1: first weapon

This is my life backward.

The day that I died nobody cried a tear. The last word I heard was “turn on the fire so we can burn, this, this thing” and that is the last thing I remember before it all got dark.

The day that I was sentenced to death was a very emotional day but only for me. A lot of things were said about me that I know was not true, or believed not to be true. The courts showed me pictures of my love’s corps but I showed no emotion and shed no tears.

I can remember the first time that i met my love; she embraced me with open arms. My love for her made me enter her heart. From that day on I never left her sight. I stayed with her even when times got cold, I stayed with her until the day that we was brought  in for questioning.

I remember the day that I met my good friend James. James took care of me when I was down and out. Me, James and the rest of the crew spent most of our time on the streets. Whenever James got in trouble we were there to back him up. Once a month we kept on hearing a sound. Then that fateful day came when I met my love and the same sound rang through my body.

The only thing that I can remember from before I met James was that some strange man fed me and dressed me to kill. Shortly after that I was put in a home with other people like me. We lived in a mobile home but we stayed in a stationary position until we met James.

This has been my life backwards.


This has been the first weapon, come back next week for the second weapon. If you want to know what the weapon is come back on the first Sunday of November not only to find out this weapon but all of the rest as well.

The birth of a Hero part 16


Dane Arid was a small boy with long hair that covered his eyes. He wore dark baggy green clothes and had a mask over his mouth. He walked over to the castle and saw Princess Eva collecting flowers in the royal garden. He slowly approached the Princess. “Eva!” He shouted. Her head slowly turned around to show him black look. He froze on the spot and sweat started to trickle down his forehead. Her stern look turned into a broad smile then she burst out laughing and walked off.

“Slow down!” Dane said to Eva. Eva looked at him and carried on walking. Dane’s skin started to turn red hot and steam came off of his body. The red hotness changed and his body turned black and his hair stood upwards. His body became flexible and his reaction became heightened.

He called out to the Princess once more; she looked at him once more and started run with a big smile on her face because they always play this game. She would run as fast as she could but he would always catch her.

The birth of a Hero part 15

Renato sat in his rooms with hundreds of empty bottles around him, a small black caldron sat in front of him. The two staffs that looked stitched to the back of his robe were in his hands. The staffs glowed all the colours of the rainbow. His eyes showed no colour and skin had an odd-ish pale tint to it. Strange word bellowed out of his mouth. The walls started to shake and all the books fell of the shelves that kept them. The staffs dropped out of his and disappeared back into his robe.

He picked up the caldron and emptied the fluid down the drain. He walked over to a shelf that was full of ingredients, he pick five bottles; heron’s blood, phoenix ashes, bats venom, magical water and elf tree sap. This mixture had never been done before so he was unsure of the results. He slowly added each ingredient and stirred it with a careful hand. Once all Ingredients were mixed in, a small smoke cloud of a skeleton appeared and disappeared right in front of his eyes. He rubbed his hands and said out aloud “Ah now that this is done it’s time for me to cash it in and get my date with Princess Maylyn.”

The birth of a Hero part 14

In a weak voice Bahra asked “what are you?”

Renato face turned white, but in the back of his mind he knew that this was going to come. He took a deep breath a said “I am what people call a Warzard. A race of people that was born out of magic.” Renato paused and took another deep breath. “This is all I know Baraine, but I will find the answers.” Bahra nodded his head and fell back asleep.

Renato walked back down the narrow stone stair case and back into the squire’s common room. Where he saw Hayden resting on one of the wooden chairs in the middle of the room with his head pointed towards the ceiling. “Hayden what are you doing?”

“Ah Renato just the guy I wanted to talk to, you know the problem that I had in the past?”


“Well its kind-of came back, and I was wondering if you could help me?”

“Well I was the one who helped you last time so it would be no problem.”

“Thanks Renato.”

“Don’t worry about it Hayden, but I have something to ask you.”

“What is that?”

“You know how you are good friends with Princess Sar, I just wondered if you could try to put a good word in for me with Princess Maylyn. She is so beautiful and a wish she would talk to me even just for minute.”

“I’ll see what I can do but I’m not promising anything?”

A huge smile spread across Renato’s face, his voice stumbled out mouth as he tried to say “when do you want me to help you with your problem then.”

Hayden only put his hand in the air and shook his head. That was all that was needed to be done because Renato knew what he meant.