《The Inheritor》 Prologe:- sneak peak The full moons light shines upon the image of a boy 16-18 years of age with blood soaked fists and mud splashed clothes in a clearing close to the forest, behind his lays the body of his opponent or opponents as a group of 16 high schoolers were either laying down unconscious or groaning in pain from the various cuts, bruises and broken bones in their bodied. ¡°What the hell did I do to achieve this *sigh* my only wish was to have a normal school life¡± The boys figure disappears into the darkness *rustle* *rustle* two figures emerge from the forests the sorter person asks. ¡°What do you think of him Steven¡± (????) ¡°Very active for his age, but too rough skill wise master¡± (Steven) This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. ¡°I see lets get going shall we its getting late¡± (Master) As if it was an illusion both the figures disappear with the wind¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­. Its short but its just the beginning........................................ ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter-1 The first day Part-1 THE FIRST DAY PART-1 As the sun¡¯s morning rays light up the room *Beeep* *Beeep* the alarm goes off. Stopping the alarm and looking at the clock showing 4:00 AM a dark figure wakes up and can be seen moving towards the washroom in the dimly lit room, after freshening up the figure moves down towards the kitchen then opens the fridge to drink a glass of orange juice. During his usual routine of his morning jog he thinks about how today was to be his first day of his high school life. His middle school life was one that can be one said to be filled with violence and lonely ans he was looked up with fear by most of the students and the others just hung around him because he was the strongest in his school and he was supposed to be a person who has not lost a single fight. *sigh* ¡°I wish I get to enjoy a normal high school life ¡° After roughly 2 hours passed he reach back home¡­ ¡°Hey mom¡± (Hero???) ¡°Hey hun excited for your first day of school¡± (Mom) ¡°Yea, I guess I better go take a shower wouldn¡¯t want to be late for the first day, where¡¯s Dad¡± (Hero???) ¡°You just missed him and *heavy pressure with the aura of a vicious tiger behind his mom* remember your promise to not get in trouble you hear¡± (Mom) Unauthorized use of content: if you find this story on Amazon, report the violation. *shuddering* ¡°Sure mom I promise¡± {Women are scary should remember to never mess with them} (Hero???) Flashback¡­¡­. His holidays were literally hell in the first few weeks, just because his class teacher told his parents to better his problematic nature his, his Mom had him wake up at 2:00 in the morning and watch videos of good behavior with having a headphone playing back to back voice recording of the importance of good manners. Remembering those experience makes him shudder and he made a resolve¡­ *No more fighting, my new year resolution will be a normal high school life this year* Somewhere in a room dimly lit by candles ¡­. ¡°Steven, did you get any information about him¡± (Master) ¡°No master the only thing the victims were saying was a name ¡®Crimson Dragon¡¯ I will find out more about him by afternoon¡± (Steven) ¡°Keep up the good work, you may leave now¡± (Master) ¡°Yes master¡± (Steven) ¡°Now let¡¯s see if you are the one chosen by fate, shall we¡± (Master) ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­.. Hey guys sorry for the short prolog. Here is the first chapter enjoy¡­¡­. ;D Chapter-2 The first day part-2 On his way towards the class¡­¡­. *sigh* { The one hour of opening ceremony was a torture} *whisper**whisper* He hears the students whispering around him after noticing him, he catches bits and pieces of their conversation¡­ ¡°Look¡­¡­.. ¡®Crimson Dragon¡¯¡­¡­¡­¡­..dangerous¡­¡­¡­¡­.¡± *sigh* {Guess I am pretty famous, huh} After taking a seat in the back of the class while looking out the window¡­¡­¡­. ¡°Hey man¡±(????) Turning around he notice a boy with a lean build with blond hair with crimson black eyes. ¡°Yes, what do you want¡± (CD{Crimson Dragon}) ¡°I am Edward Bleez, I heard you are the Crimson Dragon¡± ¡°I have been referred to as such, so?¡± (CD) ¡°I just wanted to ask you for a duel, whenever you are free¡±(Edward) *glint*{was it just me or did his eye flash a deep crimson when he asked for a fight, must be my imagination running wild I guess} Reading on this site? This novel is published elsewhere. Support the author by seeking out the original.¡°Sorry to disappoint you but I stopped fighting¡± (CD) Just then the bell for the first period rand and Edward left with a dejected face {phew, first class of the first day and I am getting requests for fights already guess my lucks really down the drainage huh, but I guess my day can¡¯t get any worse that this right} Time:-4:00 PM Leaving the school as soon as the last bell rang our MC rushes towards his home. Opening his eyes he sees the clock fixed on the wall ahead him showing 5:23 PM, after taking notice of his surroundings he sees that he is bound to a chair and is in a dark room. The last thing he remembers is being called on his way back home and after turning around *blank* that¡¯s where his memory trails off. While thinking about his next course of action the door to the room opens showing the shadowy image of two people. HERE''S THE SECOND CHAPTER Chapter-3 Draw the blade The lights being switched on causes a momentary blindness and after his eyes adjust he notice that the shorter person being around 60¡¯s and the taller one being 35-40 of age. ¡°So let me guess old man, someone who has a revenge against me must have hired you huh¡± (CD) ¡°hahahahah did you hear that Steven even after being kidnapped and being bound the first think he asks is weather this is for revenge¡±(old man) ¡°Yes master truly amusing¡±(Steven) {So I was wrong, I wish I am not kidnapped for some human experiment by some evil organization} ¡°Boy you are Aston right?¡±(old man) ¡°what do you want if I am¡±(Aston) ¡°Steven untie him I would like to speak with him while having some tea¡±(old man) ¡°Yes master¡±(Steven) ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­. Sitting in a room furnished with antiques and costly furniture screaming out ¡®MONEY¡¯ Aston sits opposite the old man while the person called Steven stands to the left of the old man, the only thing he got to know was the old mans name being Hiraoshi Makato(Japanese). ¡°So, what is it that you want¡±(Aston {Shit I must be home by now, today I am really gonna regret being born when i reach home} ¡°Well I was interested in you and wanted to see you¡±(old man) If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. ¡°Well you saw me right now can I leave¡±(Aston) ¡°Well the impatient one are you, Steven get me the box¡±(old man) ¡°Yes master¡±(Steven) {What the person disappeared as if him standing there was an illusion, don¡¯t tell me this is some new TV program that makes a fool of people} *turn**turn*looking around {no cameras can be seen} ¡°So are you gonna let me in on the suspense or can I leave already old man¡±(Aston) ¡°Wait till he comes back, ah here he is¡±(old man) ¡°Here master¡±(Steven) ¡°Ah thank you, you may leave now Steven¡± Steven bows and disappears. ¡°Now to get down to business¡±(old man) Opening the box he takes out a Japanese sword (Katana) and holds it in front of him. The sword is having a Crimson coloured scabbard with exclusive designs of a Fiery phoenix. ¡°This is a treasure handed down in my family can you try to draw the blade¡±(old man) ¡°Ok, here goes nothing¡±(Aston) Taking the blade in hand he readies to draw the blade and draws it¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ Sorry for the late update guys had to Travel back home cuz holidays are ending ;( Women are scary.......... Here is the next chapter i have tried to make it longer.............. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Old man¡¯s POV {Now let see if you can draw it} While waiting with anticipation he sees Aston draw the blade. {Wait something is wrong here, ah its that right ¡­¡­¡­¡­.} ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­ Aston¡¯s POV Taking the blade with exclusive designs and eye catching colours, I draw the blade as he requested but the old mans expression changes from anticipation, happiness then to doubt. Looking at where the old man is looking I notice that the blade drawn was a sword with a highly well-defined hilt and a plain old wooden blade. ¡°Is it just me or is the blade made of wood¡±(Aston) Shaking his head slightly the old man looks at me from his thoughts. ¡°No it wasn¡¯t supposed to be like this, even though it is the first time I am seeing the blade¡±(old man_ He again zones out into his thoughts. ¡°Well, I thought it strange really for a nicely made scabbard and hilt to have a blade made of wood¡±(Aston) Sheathing the blade back into its scabbard Aston passes the sword back to the old man. ¡°Well?¡±(Old man) ¡°Well what?¡±(Aston) ¡°Do you feel any different after drawing the blade?¡±(Old man) ¡°Hmm, well I am feeling something¡±(Aston) The old man gets really excited and asks. ¡°What do you feel¡±(Old man) {He must be feeling the power coursing through his body } ¡°I really fell like beating you up for wasting my time¡±(Aston) *sigh* The old man heaves a sigh of disappointment {Well it must be something that takes effect with time, then¡­..} ¡°Well can you come here tomorrow, cuz it¡¯s getting late and I have got a lot to discuss to you about why you were brought here today¡±(Old man) ¡°I will try, but no promise though¡±(Aston) ¡°That¡¯s enough, Steven escort him out of the estate¡±(Old man) The person called Steven appears out of nowhere and escorts me out. {Shit now how am I going to escape my death when I reach home ¡­¡­¡­..} ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­.. Old man¡¯s POV After watching Aston leave the house he turns towards Steven. Did you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author. ¡°Steven did you get the boy¡¯s details¡±(Old man) ¡°Yes, here master¡±(Steven) Steven hands the old man a file, reading through it the old man¡¯s eyes light up and he whispers. ¡°So he was her son¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡±(Old man) ¡°Steven I feel like seeing him again¡±(Old man ¡°You shouldn¡¯t master, you can just wait for him till tomorrow¡±(Steven) ¡°But, I want to¡­¡­..¡±(Old man) ¡°Mistress will be reaching the house soon¡±(Steven) Hearing this the old man shudders and drops his shoulder with a hint of defeat. Looking out at the moon lit sky. {I can¡¯t wait for tomorrow to come¡­¡­..} ¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­.. Aston POV Looking at his watch showing 6:59 after reaching his neighborhood he sights. I wish I get to keep my life intact at least¡­¡­..} Reaching the front gates of his house he notices something that bothers him very much. His house is dark without any lights being on, this sends a shiver down his spine. Opening the door slowly he enters his house without making any noise, looking around he thinks to move to his room on the first floor without making any noise. Walking till the stairs like a ninja He places his foot on the first stair *kreak* the stair makes a noise. {I hate my life} Suddenly he feels the drop in temperature in the rrom and hears the voice he wished he didn¡¯t hear. ¡°Oh look, who finally decided to drop in¡± After 10 minutes¡­¡­¡­.. The figure of two people can be seen in a living room, on further inspection it can be seen that one is a female of the 30s age group (don¡¯t ask for her real age its suicide;(¡­¡­¡­..) and a male of 16-18 years of age. The boy kneeling down in front of the woman while she sits in the couch. The boy is none other than (your right guys) our MC Aston ¡°I shall let you go believing you, that you did not make any trouble but at least say you are going to be late next time¡±(Mom) ¡°Yes mom¡±(Aston) {*phew* somehow I escaped death saying I went to the library and forgot to tell her i would be late} -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Here it is i finished it two days ago but the internet was not working :(