I would like to thank Selah for helping me with this and WOTS for telling me the best way to write. This is the rewritten version of Chapter One, you can leave comments, I even encourage you to leave them.

Chapter one: The Night the Sword Awakes


Outside in the stormy night there have was a kid named Nikudemon shedding drop of tears on his mother and father. A lone katana sheath beside his legs and a pendent that looks like a ancient medallion around his neck was the only thing that stood out. The drag marks from the ground flowed to the body from the house like a steam of water. The kid stood in front of them in his mud like shorts and grass like shirt looking up at the sky letting the free falling water hit his face.

Then the young boy screamed out two words as if he was crying to the heavens, “Mom, Dad!” He stopped and looked down at them and let his tears fall on there face. “Dad I will never let this happen again. I will never let this evil take control of me again. I’m go to grandpa’s house and learn to control this evil that is inside me. Then I will become as strong as you so I can protect other with me sword. I will become the strongest swordsman in the world!” the boy remorsefully cried.

He grabbed the katana that sat by his legs and unsheathed, holding it with both hand because of the weight. The steel blade even in the black of night looked like a holy blade. The blade was forged beautifully and kept up with care as the moonlight shined upon the blade and reflexed back into the sky. He slowly extend his arms out above his head looking up to see the water trickle off the sword and splashes on his forehead. “Father I will become stronger with your sword now and forever. Your sword will always protect me. I can feel the power that lays with in it.” He muttered as rain drops rolled down his cheeks.

The boy had only partially lowered the sword when the pendent slipped from around his neck and floated up into the air. The sword was suddenly weightless; it drifted from his hand and took its place beside the pendent. Nikudemon gaped. Dim moonlight bathed the pendent, and a ray formed at its centre, bursting forth and covering the sword. The blade took on a holy cast, as its edge sharpened and the hilt began to transform; at last, the hilt revealed itself to have a dragon engraved on it, and the light blanketing the sword shot upward, flashing through the sky. Whatever had been done had been done; suddenly lifeless, the sword and pendant fell to the ground. What was this? Nikudemon thought wildly. What had just happened? Why did everything change?

While the kid was thinking about what just happened a pact of wolves woke up from up on top of the mountain nearby. The bight light that shot through the sky woke them from there sleep. The pact leader smelled blood in the air and howled then glowed. All the wolves came behind the leader and they ran off the mountain. The boy heard the loud howl from the wolf and his heart started to race. The boy quickly grab the sword and ran towards his grandpa’s house with his heart pounding every second. He could hear the wolves getting closer and closer but couldn’t tell where they were coming from. Suddenly he stopped and was looking straight in the eyes of one of the wolves. He turned around only to see other wolf and some trees he ran pass. He looked all around himself to see he was surrounded with no place to ran. He’s heart raced faster and faster as he panic more and more about the though of dieing.

“No! No! I can’t die here! Don’t let me die here father!” the young boy cried out, clamp on to his father sword. A dark pulse came off the sword and started beating faster then the boys heart beat. A dark shadow grew from in back of the lonely boy. The shadow grew higher then most tree. The wolves growl at the shadow, then started to back off when they see the shadow eyes open. After they seen there growling wasn’t doing anything they ran away. The shadow monster then took form but at that moment the boy’s heart stop for three beats and he drop to the ground. The little baby dragon formed for the shadow and watch the boy fall and the sword stop pulsing.

“This is no good he has not yet master this form of the sword. So, how did he get to this level so fast. This boy… No, something happened that was unforeseen in the time line. I must get him back to his family before something else happens. If me the dark ruler of the pendent and sword lets him die, no it would be a cold day in hell,” The little blood red Dragon muttered. He tried hard with all his strength to pull the boy the was like a log back to his house but gave up not even moving an inch. “I’ll just get the old master to take him home.”

The little dragon flew back to the boys house to he seen the old master and his wife dead in the middle of the mud. Rain hitting the body’s and washing the blood away. “Oh, no! That’s what the bad thing that happen is. This is not good I hope his grandfather is still a live. That old man would never let himself die. He just doesn’t know how to die right,” the Dragon implied, then flew back to the boy. He seen the boy using the sword to get back on his face and a happy smile on his face. “Well my job is done here,” he said then sighed. This boy is something else not many people can summon me even at this form then get back up soon after. And what with the smile? Well I should go back to sleep he’ll will be fine.

The boy got on his feet but still had to us the sword to hold him up. I boy looked up at the night sky just when the rain stopped. The moon shined bright down on him as if heaven’s light was looking down on him. It stopped rain… I guess it's my lucky day. Thank you father I knew you would always watch me. Well I should start walking to grandfather, I think it's a day walk from here.

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Wonderful set by, Lady Knives,
Alliance of Tasogare member, Restoring the Luna Bracelet