《The Seven Dragon Swords》 Chapter1: prologue The heroic tale of the Seven dragon swords ___________________________________________ In the land of Estaphor a great darkness swept the land. In that darkness sprung a great evil the seven headed dragon Morlac. The kings of the land banded together against their foe but to no avail, No matter what they tried no human,elven or even dwarven weapon could pierce the beast. Even the wizards magic had no effect In desperation the wizards called upon the elven god kings with there magic offering their souls in return for aid. The call was answered seven swords for each heart of the dragon were sent along with one spare. But there was a catch the swords after plunging into the hearts would gain the power of one of the heads of Morlac and the wielders must send back the swords to the god kings. The eight greatest sword wielders from each kingdom who had not perished were chosen and on a distant mountain side they fought Morlac. One of the swords were lost but the warriors were able to defeat the dragon stabbing each heart of Morlac. The swords turned colors for each different heart stabbed Black,Red,Yellow,Blue,Green,Purple and Orange When the time came to turn the swords back to the wizards to give to the god kings. The wielders refused overcome with their greed of being immortal and the powers of a dragon from the sword. Instead they vanished except for two the black and red sword wielder. The two fought a massive battle to see who was the strongest. Black won intending to take the red sword with him but instead the sword vanished flying to a new wielder. The cycle continued a new wielder would appear with the red sword and fight to the death but each time losing to black for many ages. _________________________________________________________________________________________ My name is Valence Strong Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author.For each person in the kingdoms the story of the seven dragon sword wielders, is one they never tire of hearing. Each person from villager to noble wanting to be like the seven heroes who wield the dragon swords. I''m not one of them, for i am the wielder of the red sword Phoenix. There is nothing heroic wielding this thing One day at the age of twelve helping my father in the fields the sword flew down from the sky. It immediately called to me, till i craved it to hold it but before i could grab it. A magician wearing a blue robe with silver hair, and emerald eyes appeared. With one swift motion he tried to kill me, my father pushed me out of the way, he died instantly before my eyes. That damn magician simply laughed and tried again to end my life. This time with my anger the sword flew to my hand. I remember nothing of fighting the magician who i will never forget, but what i saw still haunts me. Fire that of a dragons had engulfed my entire village nothing was left, I knew that magician couldn''t do this it was me. That day the magician killed my father, but i killed my mother,sister and all those people in the village. Since that day i have no home. For eight years now I''ve roamed wandering with this cursed sword, but yet its the only thing that''s kept me alive. To afford luxuries like eating i use the sword to defend rich Kings. With every king trying to get assassinated at one time or another its a pretty steady gig. It''s also come in hand against magicians they still hunt me and i them, with the power of a dragon I''m a tough guy to beat. This is my story or should i say the 12th wielder of phoenix the red dragons sword story. I have already told you my past. I shall now start my story just before the most excitement begins. I was twenty at the time and working for the King of Davern. Chapter two: A man named Valence Strong Author notes/ Have three other stories going. so chapters may not come for awhile but will try to keep up with story. Hope you enjoy p.s sorry for errors, my roommate is going to help proofread and check it as i suck at punctuation. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ Chapter Two: A man named Valence Strong Two men laying on a hill in all black uniforms small swords at their sides, stalked the mansion of Lord Vers Grey Why were they stalking? Simple Vers Grey had been suspecting of trying to kill their King Joseph of Davern, Even if there was little proof a order from the king was absolute. The two men scouted the guards at the gate, the guards number two men dressed in fancy silver armor carrying long tip spears stood at the sides of the gate. ¡°Not much security huh?¡± (stalker one) "Nope I doubt that, more probably inside the manor, well let¡¯s do this¡±(stalker two) slowly unsheathing the sword at his side ¡°Wait where¡¯s the other guy?¡± stalker one They both looked around for their companion, He was a Bodyguard hired by the King of Davern. The two had only known him for little less then a day. But his presence not being there sent a chill up they¡¯re spine. ¡°You don¡¯t think he betrayed us?¡± ¡°Wait he is right there the idiot is walking towards the gate¡± The two stalkers were dumbfounded their companion a well built man in his early 20s with silver hair shoulder length walked towards the gate casually like it was a local tavern he was going to attend. What happened next left them even more speechless In a instance the guards confronting him shot into flames, only for a moment before the flame was gone and along with it their bodies and even the armor only their spears remained. Their companion simply jumped over the fifteen foot gate and proceeded towards the entrance. The stalkers could only watch as he disappeared in the mansion, Minutes later screams filled the air ¡°What was his name again¡±? (stalker one) ¡°Valence Strong if I remember correctly ___________________________________________________________________________ Walking towards a large open door, carefully walking around the ash left by one of the guards I entered. A half naked man sitting in bed with a woman, Who was using the white sheets to cover her naked body at his side. I could see the shock and fear in their eyes at seeing me. "Who the fuck are you?¡± The man called no doubt trying to restrain his fear. Smiling I examined the man, He was a fat short man with receding hair and black little beady eyes. "Who are you?¡± I answered the man I already knew who he was, But needed to confirm it. ¡°Vals Grey Lord of the--¡± ¡°yeah yeah shut up¡± I interrupted his words, felt rude to me but what did it matter he was going to be dead in a minute anyways. ¡°And you are His wife?¡± I pointed to the blonde attractive woman at his side, how this ugly pig laid with her is beyond me. Must pay to be rich. ¡°n- no sir¡± she managed to say back. With a look like she was going to piss herself. I don¡¯t know what she was so afraid of, I Thought I was an attractive looking man. ¡°Well you can both consider this justice of your wife, Vals if you even have one oh yeah the King Joseph sends his regards¡± Not waiting for a reply I unsheathed my sword, pointing it at the bed with a flick of power the bed, with the two people in it were burned in a massive red flame. I could hear steps of two men entering the doorway Turning to give the two men I came here with a greeting ¡°Works done lets head back; to that king of yours I want my money¡±. I smiled at them The two said nothing but nod The ride back was a quiet one; the two men said nothing to me the whole time. Even now leading me to the king the two are unusual silent. Did you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author. With the two short skinny men clad in black leading the way we entered the king¡¯s throne room. Walking into the room, a row of soldiers covered in white armor from head to toe stood at attention, between white marble pillars 15ft apart leading to the king. The king Joseph sat on a golden throne, soldiers standing at his front hands on their swords, a few steps separated them from him. Joseph was a middle aged man around his early forties with a red beard, brown hair a slightly overweight body sitting on the throne with a silver crown atop his head. We had given are weapons at the entrance, most people would question a dragon sword wielder giving his sword to others. The truth no one else could use it besides from me, at least until I died and it went to someone else. I felt a sigh of relief not having it at my side, it was a curse on my life a reminder of my past. We came to a stop, the two men I came in with knelled bowing their head. As I was tired I did not and why should I? it was a long horse ride and this guy ain¡¯t my king. My two companions bowing their head tilted with a look of anger at me not kneeling I simply gave a small smile in response. I never got their names, it didn¡¯t matter anyways I would soon be on to my next job. The others in the room showed a face of anger some of the knights standing in a row started to put their hands on their sword. The king simply waved his hand telling them to stand down. ¡°You may rise¡± My two companions rose both showing me a scowl of anger, I pretended not to notice looking at the king. ¡°my work is here is done I killed lord Vals Grey I would like my money to be on my way¡±. The crowd filled with anger ¡°how dare he talk to our king that way¡± ¡°lets take his head¡± ¡°Silence¡± the king still sitting shouted ¡°Bosh, Jamel, you went with Valence did you confirm he eliminated the Lord Vals Grey?¡± ¡°yes sir we confirmed it, it was in fact him who killed the lord¡±. ¡°thank you both you may leave now while I talk to Valence here¡± The two bowed to Joseph,barely looking at me turning then I watched the two leave the room escorted by two knights. I returned my eyes back to the king, I hope this king was smart and would let me leave peacefully. ¡°you did quite well you truly live up to you name as a Dragon sword wielder¡± ¡°thank you, if you wouldn¡¯t mind I would like my money to be on my way¡± ¡°of course of course but I would like to give you an offer if you are willing to listen¡± I knew it this wasn¡¯t going to end well Putting on a fake smile nodding towards the king to continue and give me his offer ¡°As you know the Black sword wielder has joined the Roland Kingdom my countries neighbor to the north. They have begun to invade other countries and with the black sword wielder their army is impossible to beat. That¡¯s why I want you to become my loyal retainer.¡± I knew it ¡°I will have to decline your majesty, it is not my problem to be blunt and I don¡¯t want to spend my time fighting your battles¡± The king stood with a show of anger on his face ¡°This is your fight, every wielder of the red dragon sword has fought the black. With the other dragon sword wielders gone its up to you, If black and the Roland kingdom continue they will take over the whole world¡± ¡° True but every red dragon sword wielder has died, I don¡¯t intend to join them. I still have a lot of things left to do. Again I decline I would like my money please¡± ¡°humph so be it we don¡¯t need you, we already have your sword if you wont join us then the next wielder will. Kill him¡± The knights at his words started unsheathing their sword with a look of happiness at given the order to kill me. This King Joseph is indeed a fool, I calmly watched the knights coming towards me. What a pain this is going to be. Chapter Three Chapter Three:unexpected encounter ___________________________________________________________________________ ¡°Honestly, what fools¡± Knights closed in around me, I shut my eyes and I called out to my sword sending my thoughts to it, needing its power. ¡°Freaking king¡­ making me call this stupid sword,¡± I said to myself. ¡°Yaah¡± a knight charged. Sensing his movements I opened my eyes. Quickly moving to the side of his sword. ¡°Too slow.¡± I couldn¡¯t see his eyes through his helmet I sensed his eyes opened wide as I grabbed his sword arm. Swinging my right arms fist down on his shoulder I felt hit break as my fist connected. He grunted in pain as I tossed him into a few other knights. A large roar like a dragons filled the room. The knights looked at the direction it came from the throne rooms door. I was the only one calm With a shatter sending wood into the air my sword smashed through a part of the door. Raising my hand it flew right into the palm of my hand. Smiling I released the swords power quickly swinging my body around with the sword, the knights surrounding me went up in flames. screams filled the hall. Only I reveled in it just deserts for these assholes. I stared at the king he was in fear as my eyes locked onto his. ¡°scared little king you are worried about one dragon sword wielder yet you make an enemy of another. What a fool you are.¡± Pointing my sword at the king behind his guards I unleashed yet more fire. Ugh what a waste there goes my money but maybe the citizens of this country will give me a reward for killing this idiot. Probably to optimistic. The knights who were still standing in front of the throne burned but before the King was consumed six figures jumped in front of the fire. Attempting to block it two succeeded while the others joined the knights in roasting alive. Contracted wizards from the adventures guild from the looks of it. My hand gripped my sword hard even though they seemed to not have a connection with the asshole magicians hunting me I still hated any magic user Bang The throne room door behind me opened turning to the side keeping my eye on the magic wielders barely standing and the small garrison entering. I would of liked to kill this snot, but taking these magic wielders would be a bit more of a challenge. I would then take the chance of getting hit by arrows by those men in the small garrison holding crossbows. "take me outta here, you stupid sword¡± My sword lit up fire blazed around me. As some men in the garrison fired arrows. The fire rose and my surroundings were that of a fire then the next I was outside under the darkness of night on a rooftop griping my sword. Quickly I put my sword into its sheath. I had held that thing too long old memories I didn¡¯t want to see would always pop into my head when I held this thing. Examining I looked around to see where I was, I immediately regonized it. The city of Varen on the borders of Davern and Vlondair. This stupid sword it usually never takes me anywhere good when I teleport this time it didn¡¯t mess up, I was in my favorite city with the best brothels and taverns in Estaphor. Checking my pocket I still had a few silver coins enough for a drink or two. But that was all With a sigh i Jumped from rooftop to rooftop I made my way towards the tavern Evain. suddenly I caught a glimpse of a woman in a blue cloak with a hood walking into an alley. Four men followed behind. Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author. ¡°well isn''t that a sight¡± A shame I can¡¯t tell if shes good enough looking to save. But those men their aura. Looking closer i spotted why that aura had made me look in the first place. The silver masks I smiled what a good place you sent me sword ________________________________________________________________________________________ Moving forward I headed above the alley the woman was now cornered i by the four men blocking her way. The men lifted their hands to strike magic at the woman she did nothing not even her face could be seen. Well maybe for saving her I will get an heroes benefit Drawing my sword I jumped in front of the magic about to hit the woman. It was a lighting spell all four fired what an odd choice a powerful spell for this girl. Phoenix quickly aborbed the magic I stared at the men giving them a smile ¡°hey you! don¡¯t be playing hero, we only have business with her¡± A tall man with brown hair blue eyes could be seen from behind his silver mask. ¡° You do magician¡± I unleashed power into my sword so it lit up. The alley was dark and they probably couldn¡¯t see it The man smiled ¡°well what a treat I can kill you as well and send that sword of yours to my bos-¡° I charged him the man was completely off guard Luckily for him the other three were on guard. Small orbs of light hit me in the stomach. Throwing off my speed. The tall man who I assumed the leader quickly flew back dodging my sword and pushing me with magic towards the woman. Stopping before hitting her or the wall I let out a small moan the magic that hit my stomach hurt more then it should. Standing up again I pointed the sword at them then motioning with my left hand for them to come at me. The three behind the big man started to ignite magic but were stopped by their leader. ¡°no I want him¡± ¡°but hes -¡± The large man must have given them a look they all stopped their protest and instead spaced out still blocking the alley. Putting his hands together crackling started. Lightning came out of his hands looking like swords. I charged him once again. Dodging the first lightning sword I closed the gap I was now four feet in front of him. My speed made his eyes go wide before he could move his left arm with the second lighting sword I swung *Thump* His head along with a stream of blood following painted the sides of the alley. But for some reason I felt lightheaded ¡°Did he hit me?¡± Looking at my side where I felt a pain I noticed it An arrow along with my blood stuck out no wonder I felt slower then usual. Looking at the three others who were lifting their arms to cast magic I fell to the ground on my stomach, losing consciousness. Before I did I heard a sword unsheathing followed by a crackle and what felt like heat from fire on my body. _______________________________________________________________________________ Author notes: As you can probably tell he can only use fire/ powers of dragon when he has the sword in hand or next to him. Some mistakes I''m sure will come along and edit later Hope you enjoyed the chapter..:)